Date: Fri, 5 Nov 2010 09:59:04 -0400 From: J K Subject: Funny things happen part 25 Funny things happen -- Chapter 25-Final. I was going make love to this man, with every ounce of energy and love that I had I was going to give it to him. At first I was thinking how do I do it, how do I make it even more special than it already was? Then it dawned on me, make it like the first time ever, because it is the first time ever in our bed. In our room, the start of our new lives together. I slowly nodded my head and slipped off of him, stood up and took both of his hands in mine pulled him up from the chair until we were standing eye to eye brought his hands up to my mouth kissed both of them, then put them down to his side wrapped my arms around him pulled him against me and gently licked the ridge of his ear and whispered, "I will my beautiful boy, I will." I licked around the edge of his ear and down the side of his cheeks, I came to his lips and gently dragged my tongue across them and around them, such a soft skin that even closed had the unmistakable taste of `Josh'. It was if this was the first time I had ever kissed Josh deeply. He opened his mouth to me and I tasted my son! It was beyond blissful! Never had I ever kissed someone with so much passion or had that passion so completely returned. This kiss lasted a very long time. It was like we were trying to make up for all the years that had passed, wasted by fear and pain and just ignoring plain and simple fact. Now, in this bed, I would finally be for Josh what he and I have always wanted. "Oh, God! Dad, I love you!" he said, drawing back from my mouth. "Make love to me!" he begged. I didn't say a word, only smiled at him and then began licking the skin at the side of his neck. He groaned a clutched me to him as I tasted the delightful body of my son. Now I knew what that scent of him, which had driven me almost crazy for so long, tasted like and I wanted more! I wanted it all! I pushed him over on his back and taking his arms from around my neck placed them above his head so that his pits were open to me. I dipped my head down until my nose was buried in his left underarm, nudging into the soft, sparse hair I found there. I inhaled deeply and was lost to the scent of him. My son, my lover! I soon began lapping at his pit, tasting his musk and salty sweat, feeling the softness of his skin. Josh, for his part, was moaning and, taking his other hand, pressed my head deeper into him as he ran his fingers through my hair. After leaving his left pit totally wet with my saliva I went to cross to his other pit but he pulled me close, sniffed my lips and began licking at them, tasting himself on me. This led, naturally, to another deep kiss where Josh explored my mouth this time, tasting himself and moaning into my mouth. I was so hard and so incredibly stimulated that I was afraid that I would cum just from his kissing me! I pulled away and smiled down at him. He smiled back and raised his right arm from behind my neck to over his head, baring his other pit to me without my asking. I again buried my face in it, breathing deeply of his scent and began to lick this one until it was as wet as the other. Finishing there, I again returned to his lips, allowing him to once again fully taste himself on and in my mouth. When I pulled away this time, his eyes shone at me and I knew that this was all as pleasing to him as it was to me. But I couldn't say anything at that point. I was too excited, too much enjoying the reality of finally making love to Josh. From the look in his eyes, however, I think he clearly understood this. I moved down to his chest, well defined and just beautiful, I licked the skin there, hairless like mine was but so soft and smooth! I tasted his sweat and decided that after 7 hours in a car what this boy needed was a bath, and he was going to get one - with my tongue! I moved over and took one of his small nipples in my mouth and began sucking and licking it. Josh's back arched and he moaned but his hands remained above his head where I had placed them. It was like a symbol to me that all of him was mine, all of him was for my pleasure - and for his. I worked the little nub of his tit and it became hard and erect just like both our cocks. I moved to the other one and performed the same service, and received an even stronger reaction from Josh. Leaving his chest, I moved down, running my tongue over his abdomen. His slightly 'innie' belly- button became an object for my tongue's inspection as did all the ridges and curves of his abs. Now I was faced with his beautiful cock. It stood away from his abs at a 45 degree angle and was throbbing and dripping with precum, I grasped his cock causing him to moan and leak out more precum. I stuck out my tongue and tasted of him which was pure heaven to me, sweet with no saltiness whatsoever. I licked and sucked at his pubic mound before moving around on the bed to where I was kneeling between his legs. He looked up at me and I could see the lust in his eyes. He was turned on almost to the limits of his control. But I didn't care. There was still so much more to do! At that point, just like the first time 3 years ago I don't think he realized or remembered at first what I was up to. I lifted one of his feet to my mouth and began to lick and suck at his toes, running my tongue down between them, tasting and licking every inch of his foot. (I had never really been into feet before, but for whatever reason, I felt the need and desire to have a part of every inch of his body) He moaned in delight, curling and uncurling his toes as I continued to lick and suck on them. Then I switched to the other foot, servicing the toes there. Leaving his feet wet with my saliva, I gently pushed his legs back farther and began to lick down the backside of them. First down the Achilles tendon of each foot and then to the back of the shins, I paid particular attention to the back of each knee, listening to him moan as I think I taught him a new erogenous zone on his body. Now I lay face down on the bed between his legs and he grabbed his legs pulling them back to assist my access to him. I licked up and down the back of each thigh and licked and nibbled on the inside of each as well. I kept getting closer and closer to his crotch but never quite made it. I knew I was driving him practically insane with lust, but that was what I intended. After all, all this was doing the same thing to me! Finally, I began licking in the grooves between his thighs and his groin on each side of his balls. I noticed that his balls were drawn up tight to the base of his cock and his hairless, wrinkled bag was giving me some wonderful scents that were drawing me closer and closer. Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer and I put my nose right on his wrinkled sack and sniffed all over his nuts. Josh moaned mindlessly while I did so, especially when my teeth nibbled at the skin of his sack. My tongue finally moved to the backside of his balls and down to that patch of skin between his balls and ass. I pushed back harder against his legs and Josh instantly pulled them back until his knees were resting on his shoulders. This gave me access to the place that I had desired to be more than any other on his body! The beauty of his ass was overwhelming to me. The hairless crevice, the pink, wrinkly hole, the scent which rose from it - all of it so enticing to me. The most secret, hidden place on a man's body bared for my pleasure! I almost came just from the sight! I began running my nose up and down the crevice while moaning deep in my throat at the dark aroma of it. My tongue snaked out and began lapping up and down the between his cheeks. The scent, the taste all just screamed `Josh'. Josh was moaning at the feelings I was creating. I licked at his opening, tasting the folds of delicate skin. I tried to enter with my tongue but the opening wouldn't budge! It was so tight, as if nothing had ever gone in it before. Now I certainly knew he was not a virgin, I had so gratefully taken that 3 years ago. But as sure as I was kneeling here if I didn't know better it would seem as if he was a virgin. But the evidence that my tongue was giving me was undeniable. This beautiful hole of Josh's was just as tight as it had been the first time, like nothing had ever gone in it. I licked at it, I poked at it, I sucked on it, I pressed my tongue against it as hard as dared but only the very tip, only about a millimeter of my tongue could penetrate his hole. I rose from between Josh's legs and again got on top of him, resting on my elbows and keeping my knees bent so that almost none of my weight was resting on him. I looked directly into his loving, lust filled eyes and said, "Josh, when's the last time you were fucked?" He lay there, his forehead sweaty and his hair damp. His eyes were glowing and his mouth was slack with desire. He was altogether the most beautiful, most erotic male I'd ever seen. My gut lurched at the sight of him and the knowledge that after so many years of lust and desire it was actually happening. "Three years ago." he whispered, seeming to have trouble uttering anything in his current state of mind. I stared at him, trying to grasp this and said, "You mean to tell me you haven't been with anyone else in 3 years?" He just stared back at me and said, "Yes, I do." I just stared at him really in disbelief and said, "And if we never made the decision to do this?" I asked. He stared back at me into my eyes and with a smile and in a loving caring whisper said, "Then no one ever would again." My heart lurched at this idea! My son had kept himself for me – for me alone! It was up to me to bring him back into this special world of males. That smile, God! His smile-a ray of light that always filled my heart every time I saw it. How I loved this Man so. My arms came around him and his mouth sought mine out. We kissed for a long time as my hand slid down and began to play in his butt-crack and gently stroke his hole. He was moaning in my mouth and sucking on my tongue until I finally pulled my head back. "Time to fuck you baby," I said quietly, looking into his eyes. He smiled shyly at me, and nodded his head He quietly lay back down on the bed, his hips over the pillows, his legs spread and his beautiful bubble butt raised in the air. I got back between his legs and attacked his hole with my mouth. I could feel him pressing down on his ass muscles and his tight hole began to slowly open to me. My tongue began to make headway and in a short while was reaming his ass like a small, wet tongue fucking him. Now he was really getting into it, pushing his butt back at my face and spreading his legs farther trying to take more and more of my tongue up inside him. (I've heard that love and lust can out weight any other emotion and feeling, but the way he was moving it was if nothing had ever happened to him..I couldn't believe it.) "Oh, Fuck! Eat my ass! That's it! Suck my hole! Shove that fuckin' tongue all the way up me!" he moaned looking back over his shoulder at me eating his butt. I looked up at him and our eyes met. I shoved my tongue just as hard and far up his ass as I could get it and saw him close his eyes and moan in ecstasy. By this point, his hole was open and my tongue was going as far inside as it could. Now it was time to change to my fingers so that I could get more depth inside of him and widen his opening more. I knelt between his legs and began working lube into his hole. I inserted my index finger in him and his ass clamped down on it for a moment. Fuck! It felt like his butt was going to bite my finger right off! He quickly relaxed though and I was soon fucking my finger in and out of his butt with ease. I added my middle finger and slowly worked the two of them up his ass. It took a little doing but I soon had both of them buried in his hole. Then I curled my fingers and gently massaged his hard, bulging prostate. I thought about how I was going to do this with the least amount of pain, and thought about how I first had it done, I got it rammed in one quick shot. It hurt like hell but I had never been prepared for it. So I decided again to go with slow and steady, just like the first time. I pulled my fingers from his ass and said, "Flip over love bug" He turned on his back with a pillow behind his head so he could watch this. I crawled up between his legs and said, "Hold your legs under knees as best you can." But as I said it, I got one of those `you moron I know what to do' looks, and before I finished my thought I heard him say, "Dad, it may feel like my first time, but just because I haven't done it in 3 years doesn't mean I don't remember how. Now shut up, line up, and FUCK ME!" I just glared back at him and said, "OK. You asked for it!" Our eyes locked as I began pushing my cock against his hole. There was slight resistance at first but then I felt his hole give way and my cock slid inside. The moment my head was inside his ass, Josh clamped down. I could see some pain on his face and I could feel his tight ass muscles locking down on my cock even more. And then all of a sudden Josh's ass opened up and I glided in, more and more of my cock going deep inside of him. As my pubic hair tickled his ass, he let out a long, deep sigh. I took hold of his Legs letting him putting his hands down at his side and held him there. He smiled at me and said "Finally, back where it belongs. I smiled, and took a few deep breaths, I could feel his tight ass starting to loosen up, at that point I started to gently move around and did my best to try and touch everywhere in his hole. Josh moaned at this but I could tell it was not in pain. In fact, his cock, which had gotten mostly soft at one point, was now standing straight up at a 90 degree angle and leaking pre-cum again. Finally I felt his ass open enough that I began to pull out slightly just a few inches, he moaned at the feeling but moaned louder as I suddenly pushed my cock forward driving it back up his hole! "Ahhh! FUCK! That feels so GOOD!" he moaned as I continued to pull further and further out and then pushing it back in deeper. When he had a good rhythm going I pulled my cock back just to the head and stopped. I took his legs and placed them over my shoulders and then bent forward with my hands resting beside his shoulders and my arms stiff holding me up. I kissed him deeply, then licked his ear and whispered, "You ready lover boy?" He smiled and nodded. I began to slowly fuck him as he and I kept total eye contact. I began fucking him harder and faster knowing that we were both very close to cumming and wanting to make sure that he came just from my fucking him. It was something I promised him and something that made me feel incredible to be able to do - to get my lover off with just my cock fucking him. And then I heard him say, "Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me HARDER!" And I would deny him nothing and fucked him with everything I had. I pummeled his ass, hearing my hips slapping the underside of his ass like a machine gun while I slammed his hole. His moans and grunts were in rhythm with my thrusts until finally I heard him let out one long scream and his cock began shooting his cum. It hit the wall above the bed, his face, his neck and finally his abs. As soon as he started to shoot his load, his ass clamped down on my cock sending me into orgasm. I shot long and deep into my son's hole, finally doing what I had wanted to do again for so many years. As he came down from his orgasm, he looked up at me and I could see tears streaming down his face I quickly pulled his legs off my shoulders and put the around my waist and leaned over him, my hands stroking his face wet with his tears. "Josh! What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" I said, my voice betraying my fear. He shook his head violently 'no'. "Then what the matter? Why are you crying?" I asked, still not believing that he wasn't hurt. "I..I...I'm just ...so..so happy. I missed you, I love you, more than you could ever imagine" he said. My whole body relaxed and I collapsed on top of him. I began licking and kissing his tears and all over his face, finally taking his mouth with my own. I kissed him deeply as his arms wrapped around my neck. "Josh, I love and have missed you too!" I said. Still inside of him, he took my face in hand pulled me down and started to ever so gently lick my lips, and then gradually got more and more forceful, to the point that we were once again devouring each other. Our mouths like vacuums against each other. Try to taste and retrieve every possible of the other. I felt his arms tighten around me like a vice as if he was holding on for dear life, never wanting to let go and who the hell was I to complain? I wanted it to be that way just as much, never to let go of him again. And if I had any say about it, I never would. And then in the midst of all that I felt another tightening, but it wasn't his arms, it was his ass around my still deeply buried cock. And well to me, that meant only one thing. Fuck him again! I broke the kiss and pulled back a bit, looked into his eyes, deep into him, and I saw it. Just like I had seen yesterday when the positions were flipped, it was pure deep unadulterated brazen lust. No words need be spoken, he wanted to get fucked again? That's exactly what he was going to get. But little did he know, this time he was going to be in for the ride of his life. He thinks I fucked hard the first time? Haha! You don't go 7 years with a man and not learn something about hard fucking. Our eyes remained locked, our bodies connected as one, and I said, "Seems as if someone is still hungry.." He lifted his hand and gently stroked the side of my face, wiped the sweat from my forehead, licked his fingers, smiled and said, "I'll always be hungry for you, day and night. I just feel so perfect and so complete right now that I don't want to ever lose that feeling." I smiled as the tears started to drip from my eyes, I just stared at him, not really knowing what to say to that. It was such a statement of pure love and devotion that I only hoped that I could continue to live up to that. "Josh, I'll be damned if I ever let you lose that feeling again. I love you so much, I promise I won't let anything bad ever happen to us again." I smiled and kissed him as he kept me wrapped in his arms and pulled me down on top of him turned to his side so that we were both now laying on our sides facing each. He brought my face to his that the tips of our noses were touching, kissed me and purred and said, "I love you Dad." And then curled up to me even tighter than before, layed his head down on my shoulder, just like he had so many times as a little boy, closed his eyes and fell asleep. All I could do was smile and tear at the same time with this feeling of pride and love and beautiful specimen of man I had laying on me. I kissed him on the top of his head and whispered, "I love you too Josh," and pulled the covers up over us, lay my head down on top of his closed my eyes and fell into the most deep restful sleeps I had ever had. I awoke the following morning with a pair of arms wrapped tightly around me and looked around the bedroom and then down at the person next to me seeing Josh, and everything that had happened in the past 48 hours came rushing back to me. I was in a state of bliss and also of confusion, I had everything I ever wanted laying next to me, my son, the man I loved most in the world, really more than my own life. But I also had questions in my mind, where was Mark? What the hell were we going to do about Mark? The joke was, I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would ever be faced with something like this – then again I never thought that I would be able to have what I wanted. My entire life I had always been the one that forfeited everything I had and wanted, just to make sure that things would work out for the better for everyone else. Having something work out for me was completely alien to me. As I was considering my options I suddenly felt a tongue licking and sucking on my left nipple and then a soft purring. And I looked down to see the face of the most beautiful creature I had ever seen and said, "Morning beautiful, sleep well?" He stared back at me with one of his beautiful smiles and said, "Better than I ever have before. And you know what? I love you." All I could do was smile and feel all warm inside. I leaned down staring into his eyes, gently ran my tongue across his lips and said, "I love you too baby, more than anything else." He smiled back at me..and then his face turned somewhat serious. And I already knew what that meant, he wanted to talk about Mark. I just nodded back at him and said, "I don't know what to do either Josh. I have no idea what to do. I never thought I would really have to. I never expected this to happen, want it yes. But never thought that it would. I don't know what to do either. What are your thoughts on it?" He just looked at me and said, "I don't know either. I mean we can't just say `OK leave'. That's just not possible. I mean he's a second father to me, and I know what he means to you. Maybe a permanent threesome? Although I don't know how that would work either. I know it's selfish but I can't give up not being with you every night now, and I don't know if the 3 of us would fit in this bed. I mean it is big, but so are we. I just don't know. All I know is, I don't want to lose him." I just nodded in agreement, leaned down again kissed him and said, "I know me too, we'll have to figure something out. But at the moment, let's get up and go get some coffee, I need to.." but before I even got to finish that sentence I was pulled back down licked on the ear and told, "Oh no you don't. You have something that needs to be taken care of first." And with that I felt a jab in my stomach and a devilish smile. I looked back at him and said, "Oh yea? And just what would that be?" And in an instant, the covers had been thrown off, my legs had been lifted and I had the most beautiful man looking down into my eyes and his cock poking at my hole, and in one quick push and in he slid. I just groaned.."OH FUCK" The length and girth of him was just incredible. I looked back at him expecting to see a look of love and desire, but no. I saw a look of brazen animalistic lust – I know this look, it was the one he gave me on the field the other night. And here it was again then all of a sudden off he went, slamming my ass harder and harder, and I just kept begging for more. That's all I could hear myself say, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER!" Just over and over, and he took it to heart, every slam in was harder and deeper than the last. The sweat was pouring off of him and dripping down onto me mixing into my own and then all of a sudden I felt him grow and expand even more inside me watched his eyes roll back and scream, "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" As I could feel the jets exploding inside me, hell I thought they were going to come up into my throat into my mouth. And in the midst of all this I had shot my own load without even realizing it. Finally, he just collapsed down on top of me breathing heavily, still coming down from his orgasm. I felt his arms wrap around me, holding me he closer to him listening to his breathing calm until he looked up at me again, with his sapphire blue eyes and signature smile and just softly said, "I love you." And I smiled back at him and said the same. He lay his head back down on my chest and I kissed the top of his head, and for what I figured that he would just go back to sleep, after that, I was certainly ready to! But nope, after a few minutes he quickly sat up and said, "OK now time for coffee!" I just started laughing, but agreed, and he rolled off of me and stood up putting his hand out to me to pull me out of the bed and lead me downstairs. It was such a simple jesture but was so sweet and so romantic and so special, just another of the many, many ways and reasons that I loved this man so much. As we were walking out of the bedroom I caught a glimpse of us in the full length mirrors, and realized that we were soaked in sweat and cum and pulled him back and said, "Sweets, don't you think we should at least clean up somewhat? I mean as much as I enjoy feeling like this and having you on and in me for that matter (as the cum dripped from my ass down my leg), I'd like to keep the furniture somewhat clean." Which was partly true, but more so to the point that I wanted to avoid seeing Mark looking like this. Not that he wouldn't know what we had been doing, or heard for that matter. These walls may be well sound proofed, but there was no way you couldn't hear what was coming out of Josh's mouth. He just looked at me and then down at himself and said, "Yea you're probably right. We are rather messy." So, still with my hand in his lead me to the bathroom, got a wet towel and just gently and lovingly wiped me down as I did to him. I'm glad that we made the decision not to shower, because I knew that would have turned into another sex fest-which mind you I certainly would not have complained about, but we did have another more important issue to deal with. Finally all cleaned off, we put on bathrobes and went downstairs to the kitchen to encounter the wonderful smell of a fresh pot of coffee. As Josh went to go and pour us 2 cups I walked over to the terrace to find Mark sitting there reading the paper and said to him, "Good morning." He looked up at me, with a big smile and said, "Morning! How are you feeling today? Still able to walk?" I just laughed at him, and said, "Just barely, I'm starting to wonder whether or not he took lessons from you!" And he just started laughing, couldn't stop really and finally said, "Well, no he didn't, and from what I could tell he certainly didn't need to either. It's kinda funny actually, it was hard to tell which one of you was moaning louder, it was like radio porn!" I must have blushed four shades of red, as Josh was coming out through the sliding doors. He handed me the coffee and looked at me and then at Mark and said, "Busted huh?" I smiled back at him and said, "Yea because of the fact that you're noisy and have a big fucking mouth and dick!" He just looked back at me and said, "Damn right I do you slut! And you loved every bit of it!" We both just started laughing and then all of a sudden remembered that Mark was sitting right there. We looked over at him, winked at each other than then leaned in to kiss him on each side of his face. There was then a moment of eerie silence until Josh finally said, "Mark we talked about this last night, we want you to stay with us, and be a part of us. It just wouldn't be right without you. We love you, and you are a part of us, and well that's the way it has to be." All I could do was stand there smile and nod. He was right in every way. We wanted Mark here, to be a part of us. He just looked back at us, with tears in his eyes and in a whisper said, "Thank you." And I thought to myself `Fantastic!' this went so much easier than I had expected it to. But I was wrong on that idea. He took both of our hands and took us back inside into the living room, sat us both down and said, "I love you both very, very much. You are my family and always will be, and I make a promise to you that I will always be around, you will never lose sight of me as I will never lose sight of you. I have no question in my mind about that. But a love `triangle' will not work. We all know that. But even more to the point, the two of you have been pining for each other for so many years, and have put yourself through pain, and stress that really was unnecessary, and now that you finally have each other and are happy – and if I could even describe the glow that surrounds the two of you right now I would but it's impossible. The two of you were meant for each other and will be with each other. Consider me as the priest blessing your commitment to each other. The logistics of things, we'll work out, remember what we talked about years ago? That this place is big enough for 3 people not to be stepping on each other? It still holds true, so don't worry about it, I'm not going anywhere yet. OK? I love the two of you very much and I'm so happy for you." Both Josh and I stood there in tears. What could be said to that? We have the most wonderful man, who understands more than anyone else ever could, that knows the dynamics of everything and cherishes and welcomes it just as much as we do. Josh and I both looked at each other and then back at Mark and just came together as a group hug. It has been 18 years since that day, Josh and I are still together and more in love than ever before, and Mark has found a partner –and now husband of his own, and has been together with him for just under 10 years. In fact they actually took over the Penthouse after Josh and I moved out to buy a house just a few miles away. We really couldn't ask for anything better. And as I've said from the beginning, funny things happen in life, you really never do know what to expect, and that's the way that it should be. End. To all readers thanks so much for sticking with the story. And even more so to all of you who have responded, I hope that you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. 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