Date: Sun, 13 Aug 2017 19:31:37 +0000
From: Bobby Joe None <cafurrball5@outlook.com>
Subject: Two Weeks On-Big Daddy Frank and Life After "The Big Day"

This is a totally new story from a relatively-new writer, here, and follows
the characters in the "Big Daddy Frank" "The Father-in-Law Bromance: Big
Daddy Frank and The In-Laws," "Life---Straight Ahead" and "Four Men in a
Relationship: Big Daddy Frank and The Ceremony" stories, somewhat of a
series-saga.  This may be the final segment of the entire "Big Daddy Frank"
series-saga, as it – pretty-much – wraps up all the loose ends of the
family's life that have been established, so far, and tells the story of
the younger Frazier brothers' matings, together with Mike Junior and
Travis, before the youngest of the tribe take off for college life at U-T
Austin, and begin life there as a couple.

[Again as before, this story is purely fiction, and belongs in the gay
male-incest section.]  The story and the title belongs to the author, who
has also written under the same pen-name in the past for "Handjobs"
magazine, unfortunately no longer published.  It deals mostly with adult
male relatives, now in their twenties, and beginning their lives together
as gay male couples.  These stories are not based on anyone, living or
dead, and any circumstances which roughly parallel themselves with real
life is purely coincidental, and are not meant – in ANY manner
whatsoever – to infer anyone's sexual orientation or preferences –
again – living OR dead.

The references to the Christian faith are mentioned in reference to the
author's background.  If you are offended by such mention, please close out
this story, as there may be several mentions of such, throughout this and
other stories I have written.  They are but one man's experience, and in
reference to life through that particular avenue of understanding, and is a
PART of my past, yet it does not represent the whole of my life, by ANY
stretch of the imagination, nor do they necessarily represent my beliefs at
the present time.

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Two Weeks On: Big Daddy Frank and Life After "The Big Day"

---Bobby Joe

The ceremony and the reception had been a grand affair, and everyone in
attendance that day had thoroughly enjoyed all the festivities.  Travis had
enjoyed the day especially, as opportunity to meet – and extra time to
get to know – family from the U.K. had availed itself to him by a
surprise appearance of several family members, who also stayed on the week
afterward.  We had them all over for a barbecue the night before they were
scheduled to fly back to London-Heathrow, and we were all thoroughly
pleased with getting to know some of the English branch of the Barry
family.  Travis' Dad was especially pleased, as he had not seen any of them
since the late 1950s, when he and his parents had toured the U.K., as a
family, and his Dad was still fairly young.  Mister Barry barely remembered
some of them, but recognized them all from the family pictures, and fell in
love – all over again – with HIS Great-Aunt, Helen Barry.  A tough
older woman, yes, yet she still had a soft spot in her heart for the man,
whom she had not seen since 1959, when he was all of eight years old.  All
in all, "a grand affair," as they say, over there, and as much as we all
hated to say goodbye, we bid them farewell at DFW the following morning,
with promises for us to visit in the next two years.

Little did young David and young Aaron know, however, their tickets to the
U.K. were already paid for, and we were all going over at the same time,
with a special tour for the young marrieds to be sent on to see all of the
U.K., and meet us back in England for a GIGANTIC family reunion for the
Barrys, and a small family reunion for myself and my boys to see MY
great-aunt Livie [Olivia on her birth certificate, but Livie to all her
family and friends], and to see the place where my great-great grandparents
were born, raised, lived their entire lives and were now buried.  I knew
very little of my ancestral heritage, but had kept up with my great-aunt
since she visited the United States, some three decades before.  She was
only thirty-or-so years older than myself, so she was hardly ancient, and
had stayed active all these years with athletics and teaching, and was now
tutoring high-school aged students on British history, which she was quite
well-versed in.  In short, a very interesting lady!!!!

The usual post-event life had resumed, though, with its sluggish,
dreadfully hot Texas summer days, and we had all returned to our routines
of life, that being working our jobs and enjoying each other's company in
the evenings, and the weekends.  The youngest of our clan and the newest
declared "couple," the younger David and Aaron had taken several days out
of their usually-busy work schedules to begin packing up their belongings,
in anticipation of the big move to the U-T campus at Austin, and were doing
some online house-hunting with friends for a place to live, off-campus.
Being third-year college students, thanks to their local junior college
classes and being co-valedictorians earlier that summer, it afforded them
the opportunity to be free of freshman and sophomore rules and requirements
of living in the dorms.  Their friend Mike Morgan, and another
junior-college pal, Billy Barhorst, found another local bud there who grew
up in the area, and all five of the men went in together and looked for a
three-bedroom house off campus, with the parents of one of the men paying
one-half the rent to get them into a decent place well off-campus, where
they could actually study and not be bothered by those whose college days
were apparently spent mostly partying and not interested much in passing
any of their classes.  David and Aaron were welcomed and accepted as a
couple by most of their peers, and rarely had any "ugly" homophobic
sentiments aimed their way, nor were they forced to face such hate speech,
due to the more liberal atmosphere provided by the University's diversity
and inclusion policies.  Most who were opposed to the more liberal side of
campus life seemed to keep their opinions to themselves, and rarely made
waves around the city, as they were usually shouted down, as soon as they
open their big, ugly mouths and began spewing their hate-filled speech.

The summer's main activity for the union of the four men now in
relationship seemed to be getting to know the other two, more than anything
else.  The men all were excited – though – about Mike Junior and his
Great-Uncle, Michael-John, having a shared liaison, two weeks after the big
party, and the plans around that were quickly taking shape.  Mike Senior's
brother, Mark, had everything arranged for the big night, and the two main
participants were anxious to get to the night's activities.  The usual
Saturday-afternoon and evening's activities were always the cookout and the
orgy afterward, and now that all members of the family were attending the
gathering, along with Big Daddy Frank's sons – the elder David and the
elder Aaron, the youngest two's namesakes – were also able to attend,
the evening felt like it would be "complete" for young Mike and his
great-uncle.

"Babe, are you ready for this?  You seem a bit anxious."

"I've been ready for over a month now, especially so in the two weeks since
we announced it at the after-party.  Actually, I've been wanting this for
years, Trav.  This man is – in effect – my "God-father," although we
don't officially have that role in our church as do others, it is the
UN-official truth, as Dad would have wanted Big Mike to raise me, had he
not been able to raise me and my brothers, himself.  Big Mike's values are
the same as Dad's, and Uncle Mark's, although Uncle Mark's ex-wife kept her
and the boys – my cousins – away from us, until recently, when she
divorced Uncle Mark, and ended up marrying her ex-pastor, after he had been
defrocked by their denomination for adultery, with another MAN, no less, so
why she would divorce Uncle Mark was – and is – still a mystery to us
all, unless of course he got her pregnant, or gave her a whole bunch of
money, or both.  Now, of course, Uncle Mark wants nothing to do with her,
and told her never to come around again, ever.  Apparently, she believes
him, as none of them have ever heard from her again, either, and it's been
a couple of years, now.

"Anyway, my Great-Uncle Mike, we call him Big Mike – since he is so VERY
big – took me under his wing a few years back, and let me stay with him
for a few weeks that summer.  I got a lot of education, then, and I think
Dad was kinda relieved, as he was trying to educate me and at the same
time, not let my younger brothers know too much about the "birds and the
bees" stuff.  Uncle Mike was there for me that summer, and let me explore,
all I wanted to, and yes, that included his body.  I'd sit on his bed at
night, after he had showered mostly, and play with his chest hair, and his
big, thick cock.  Very soon after arriving on his farm up north, he gave me
lessons on how to give a man oral pleasure, and we would do the "69" thing,
a lot, that is many times each week.  For some reason I didn't know then,
but do now, Dad had asked Uncle Mike to please not teach me anything about
anal sex, and just stick to oral sex.  Well, after finding out why, I don't
mind it so much, as Dad wanted to be my first man to have fucked me.  I did
it a lot with my buds, and even a couple of times I tried to do it with my
little – or now "NOT SO LITTLE" – brothers, but they were a bit "too"
small to attempt it on them, back then.  So now, here I am, and wanting my
great-uncle to have his time inside me, time he ought to have had about ten
years ago, when I was thirteen, but Dad asked him to please not take my
cherry."

"Man, that must be a wonderful thing for you, my love, to know a man you
love and respect that much to take you to a place only a couple of adult
men have ever taken you to.  And thank you for letting me be a part of it,
Sweetheart.  I know it's something special, `cause the smile you've been
wearing all week tells me it is REALLY special, and he holds a special
place in your heart."

"Yeah, he does, Babe, however, YOU are still my "Number One Man," though,
and always will be."

"I know that, Sweetie.  To let another man into your body as you are with
this, though, is something you don't take lightly, Mike.  You and your Dad,
both, are too much the "Alpha-Males" to do that in front of other men
outside the family, yet you do for family, and me, of course, as well.
That really tells me a lot about YOU, and your family being the top
priority, Sweetheart."

"Yes, Babe.  And you guys always will be my number ones, all three of my
partners in this union of ours, of course, and my extended family, that
being my younger brothers, plus my Uncle Mark, my Great-Uncle Mike, and
then Frank's sons, that being my Uncle Dave and my Uncle Aaron."

"What about your cousins, your Uncle Mark's four sons?"

"Well, that being them, I will have to hold judgment on them being open to
any of this.  Uncle Mark is very liberal, but I don't know my cousins that
well to know if they'd be open to this wide-open all-male sexual
whatever-you-may-call-it.  I guess my Dad's generation may have called it a
free-for-all."

"Well, we'd better get downstairs for dinner, Sweetie.  It's almost six,
and your Dad seemed pretty intent on starting the after-dinner party at
eight.  It'll be every bit of eight o'clock by the time we get everything
cleaned up and put away.  Are you supposed to be cleaned up and
ready-to-go, or is Mark going to give you the male douche, beforehand, to
make sure you are cleaned out?"

"Mark will start the party by giving me "the male douche," as you call it,
at seven, so I should be ready to go by the time everyone is there and
we're all locked in for the night."

"What about your Dad?  Doesn't he get a douche, too?"

"Yeah, but he'll be getting his while Big Mike is mounting his mare, as it
were."

"Jeez, Mike, you're acting like the blushing bride on her wedding night.
Is it that much of a big deal for you, Love?"

"Well, yeah, Babe, `cause Big Mike is a big guy, in more ways than one.
There's a reason why I've been having you break me in with progressively
larger dildoes, these past few weeks.  My Uncle has about ten inches of
solid, and rather thick, man-meat, not beer-can thick but damn close to it.
I do want to give him that part of me only a few men have ever – or WILL
EVER – have, but I also want to be ready for that man-rammer of his!
You've known about Big Mike for a while now, Sweetie.  Are you going to be
able to watch him take me, that way?  It may LOOK painful, yes, yet you
know from Uncle Frank and Dad taking your cherry two weeks ago that once
they pass the portal, and hit your prostate, the pain subsides,
greatly...thankfully!  Look at me, Travis!  Please!!!"

Mike's plea pulled Travis' attention from his mind back to his lover.

"This is really important to me, and will be to you, too, one day, should
you ever decide to do this, as I want the other men in my family to know I
can take anything they can dish out, and still stand.  It's not just a
matter of pride, Travis, to show I can take a big cock up my arse and still
be able to stand up tomorrow, but also, I want to be seen by them as not
being a big cry-baby, should things in this family ever go bad, as I have
to keep my agreements with them, too, and not take it outside the family.
We – meaning you and I – are also a household unit, and when Dad and
Frank eventually pass on, we'll have to make it on our own, and I want to
show them we can do that, and we will.  But it's not only that, and you
already know that, as it is giving something precious to someone we love,
and trust.  He and I have wanted this for months, now, and as much as it
may be painful – at least at first – it will also be an intimacy with
someone I deem important in my life.  I don't give that to just anyone, and
you know that.  My Dad de-flowered me two weeks ago, yes, yet each time,
and with each different family member, it's a renewal of that, and a new
de-flowering, as it were, as if they are the first, as they actually are,
"the first-time," for them.  I give myself to you, anew, each time your
wonderful man-tool enters me.  I love feeling you up inside me.  There are
times I wish, yes, I will admit this to you, AND ONLY YOU, that I were born
female.  But, I am not, and I am glad I have the male genitalia, and can
fuck like a man, and can fuck another man, because I enjoy plowing another
man's ass with my big, thick seven incher.  There is NOTHING like it, and
as I don't see me EVER wanting to fuck a woman, I enjoy this all the
more!!!  From what I hear, it can be tight, or it can be really loose,
especially if the woman's had "too many" partners, if you know what I
mean."

"Point well-taken, Sweetie, and well-stated, as well.  I will be able to
handle it, Babe, knowing it is "that" important to you.  Knowing, too, how
it feels, especially so when my lover does it to me, helps me to know that
you are giving your uncle something that means a great deal to you, and
having him inside you is something you value, greatly, as you value your
own, and that of others.  That helps me to know that you are at ease with
your decision to allow your uncle's cock inside you, AND his seed."

"Sweetie, that's the most valuable thing you have said to me, to know you
understand why I am giving myself to my uncle, this way, and will – too
– give myself to other family members, possibly, farther down the road.
Now, we need to get dressed, and get outside for the cookout, before Dad
and Frank come up here and tease us about me giving you a sneak preview to
tonight's main event!"

Both men laughed at that thought, as they made their way to the back yard,
to join the other men.

***** Later that evening *****

The clock chimed eight, as all the men in our family circle were locked in
for the night, and Mike Junior stood before the family "marriage bed," to
be joined as one with his Great-Uncle, Michael-John.  Big Daddy Frank
directed things that evening, and was the first to speak.

"Mike, you and your great-uncle Mike are here to celebrate an anniversary
in your lives, as you two were first sexually active with one another ten
years ago this week, as your uncle tells us.  At this time, you have chosen
to take it to the next level, and give your uncle access to your most
intimate part, that being your pucker.  I understand that Mark, here, has
prepared you with a male-douche, and has properly lubricated you for your
uncle's easy entry.  This is the one and only time you have this evening to
back out, otherwise, your ass is Michael-John's for the next couple of
hours or until he wears himself out fucking you, and will be his for the
asking, should the occasion ever arise again where he wants to become one
with you, again.  Michael-John has been told that whenever he is to have
sexual intercourse with you, now or in the future, it must be with Travis
in the same room, who has the right to call you off Mike, should you ever
harm him, which I do not believe you ever would, as you are his uncle, and
he your nephew, and you both have declared your love for the other, which
is another reason why we are here, tonight.

"Another mating to occur this evening is Mike Senior with Mike Junior and
Michael-John.  I know the three men well enough to know that – when the
three of them are together – sparks will fly, as all three are very
active, alpha-males, and all three are very active tops!  This one should
be exciting for all of us to watch, as all three may end up a
bear-sandwich, which has been known to happen a few times on this family
marriage bed of ours!

And finally, Mike Junior and young Aaron, along with Travis and young
David, are to mate.  As we were all pretty-well exhausted after the
ceremony two weeks ago, we all felt it best to complete the mating this
evening, if at all possible.  The youngest of our crew, the young Aaron,
was told by Mike Junior two weeks ago that he would have to sit on Aaron's
cock, and/or do it doggie-style, as he didn't know if he would be able to
handle having Aaron on top of him.  So that is our third and fourth mating
of the evening.  Any more, gentlemen, we can announce later, if we don't
end up in one big orgy, that is!  So, Mike Junior, are you ready to allow
your great-uncle Mike into your body, tonight?  If so, you need to tell
him, and ask him to please penetrate you, just as you did for your Dad and
I."

"Yes, please, Uncle Mike, I want to be fucked, that is, penetrated, by your
beautiful man-tool, that beautiful, magnificent penis of yours!  I want you
to deposit your seed deep inside me, and to enjoy being inside me, by
sharing with me with your manhood, roaming around inside me with that
magnificent, breathtakingly, hauntingly and positively beautiful penis of
yours, which I have lusted over for the past ten years.  I want you to give
me what you wish of yourself, to poke, prod, ream, penetrate, throw your
weight across, pound me silly, or do whatever you wish to me, to achieve a
wild, raucous, LOUD orgasm, deep inside me, and to leave a trail of your
seed outside me, so I can partake of that which you have so willingly
deposited inside me.  While I do not relish the thought of ANYONE being
raped, I do wish for your penis to have its way inside me, to bring
yourself off as many times as you wish with that mighty cock of yours, and
to enjoy every moment of my body's total surrender to one of the men I love
most in my life.  And to my partner, Travis, we have spoken of this earlier
today, you know that this is for my uncle's enjoyment, and for his libido
to be TOTALLY sated, and that he will be encouraged to do so by the other
men, that is to not leave the room until he cannot get it up and in, any
longer this evening, that my arse is his, and is for his pleasure and that
of his magnificent penis, until he IS totally satisfied."

"Yes, my love, I do understand."

"Anything you have to say to Mike Junior, or Travis, Michael-John?"

"I will try to go easy on him, Travis, but you know from what Mike –
your partner – has already told you, this evening's activities are for
me to enjoy my sexually-prime years to their fullest, to satisfy my
longings, and my libido to be sated.  I will not harm him purposefully,
Travis, although he may wonder what he has gotten himself into, once I
start ravaging that beautiful bubble-butt of his, but I also know that with
you and the other men here, if they think I am seriously harming Mike, they
will call me off Mikey, and the sexual intercourse – wherever we are in
the course of it – will stop immediately.  So, as I said, I will try not
to hurt your man, `cause I know you love him, and – yes – I do, too."

"OK, all set?"

"Yep!"

"Mike Junior?"

"Sir, yes, sir!!!"

"OK, Michael-John.  Mike Junior is all yours. Go for it."

Michael-John's penis was – already – primed and lubed as he knocked
Mike Junior flat on the mattress in front of him, on his stomach.  The big
guy was already seeing his target, and that was Mike Junior's rosebud.
Assuring himself of young Mike's preparedness, that he was fully lubed and
ready to be mounted like a mare, Big Mike kicked young Mike's legs
together, pushed him down and brought his butt up until he was even with
the big man's cock, and plunged in, gently at first, then with more force
as he knew he had just passed the portal.  Reaching under the younger man,
Big Mike's hand found young Mike's cock, and started yanking the rod so
young Mike would feel the pleasure of being jerked off, as his uncle
ravaged his anal tract.  The more excited Big Mike became, the more
forceful he was in his thrusting his cock in and out of young Mike.  The
younger man's opening was wide open, and the bigger man's cock was fairly
sliding in and out at an amazingly-rapid pace.

"Ooooooommmmmppppphhhhh!!!!!!  Gonna fill ya with my man-cream boy!  Do you
want my load up your ass?"

"Yes, sir!!!!  Cream my ass, sir!!!"

"RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

  One solid, deep thrust into Mike Junior, and Big Mike landed on him like
there was no tomorrow, like this was the last nookie he would ever get...

"FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!!  Thar she blows,
boy!!!  You're full of Big Mike cream now!!!!  If you were a bitch, you'd
be pregnant about now, too, `cause my boys know how to swim!!!!"

All the while, Big Mike kept ramming his cock into young Mike, and
bottoming out.  All the other men sat, transfixed by the big man's fucking
of his own nephew.

Big Mike waited until he fell out of young Mike's arse, and then
dismounted.

"Fuck, boy!  Hope I wasn't TOO hard on ya!!!"

Young Mike whispered into his uncle's ear something that no one else could
hear.

"He wants more of what I just gave him, men.  Give me a few to recover, and
I'll be back, hard and ready to go."

Travis got up immediately after Big Mike left the room.



"Really, Mike?  You want more of THAT?"

"Trav, look under me, dude!  I had the strongest orgasm I ever had while I
was being fucked, that I remember, when he was ravaging my ass.  No
kidding, I didn't feel any pain!  He knew where to go and kept hitting my
prostate with every stroke.  Can I get you to do this, to me, babe?  For
me, babe?  I'd be a happy man, Trav.  Seriously, my love, I want a man, not
a wimpy fuck.  Not that any of you guys are anywhere NEAR being a wimpy
fuck...you're not, any of you!  When y'all fuck me, I know it was a man's
penis inside me, and that a MAN fucked me!!!  But that, THAT, was the best
whore-punching,
blast-the-bitch-with-my-fuck-juice-and-trot-on-down-the-road FUCK I've ever
had, or could ever wish for!  It's just – seriously – one of the
times in my life where I was totally satisfied, as I know HE was totally
satisfied!  This night may be over quicker than we think, or...OR...it
could be that its only just begun."

"I think you've been listening to The Carpenters music in your truck too
much again, and want Mister Right to sweep you off your feet and carry you
off to that magical, wonderful castle, to live forever under his spell!"

"Oh, fuck you Travis Barry!!! You think you can fuck me any better than my
uncle just did?  Well, prove it!!!"

"Waaaaaaiiiiiitttttt a minute, guys, this was meant for Mike Junior and Big
Mike to enjoy each other!  Now, you want your mate in on it, too?!?"

Mike Junior quickly got to his feet.

"Yeah, I do!  Guys, I love this man from the bottom of my heart, but it was
just thrown in my face that he doesn't think I have the right to have just
enjoyed what my uncle gave me!  Why, Travis?  I love you, and I want you to
be a part of my life, for the rest of my life!  But, why can't I just truly
"ENJOY" a really rough session of getting fucked like a bitch?  I liked
that, A LOT!!!!"

Travis was in tears, sobbing on Mike Senior's shoulder.

"Trav, Sweetie.  I want you!  I need you in my life!  You're the love of my
life, don't you even know that?  Nothing, and I do mean NOTHING, can
replace you, nor do I want anything – or anyone – to replace you!!!
YOU CANNOT BE REPLACED, BABE, as there's only one Andrew Travis Barry in
this world, and only I am married to the man!"

Travis walked over to Mike Junior and kissed him.

"I'm sorry, Sweetheart, but in that moment, I just felt like I was about to
be replaced!!!  Can't we just call this off, and call it a draw?"

"Yeah, we can, and we are.  Gentlemen, I am sorry, but my mate here is too
torn up by this.  I thought I was doing myself – and all of you – a
favor, by doing this, thus saying I can take any of what you have to dish
out, which I can, but this was way beyond proving what I could endure, and
it has hurt my mate, terribly, and for that, my love, I am truly sorry.  I
think we all need to talk right now, and leave the fucking part until a
different day.  Inadvertently, we did a lot of damage tonight,
unintentional though it may have been, and I am as much at fault for this
as anyone."

Mike Junior's Great-Uncle, Michael-John, had come back into the room, and
was listening intently to the goings-on.

"Mikey, I am, too, then, as I thought you would want that being rough.  I'm
sorry guys.  I guess I got carried away in the heat of the moment, and for
that, I am guilty.  My apologies to anyone I have hurt, tonight, Mikey, you
and Travis, especially!!!  Guess I'd better stick to sticking it in my
Fleshlight and ravaging IT, instead."  Big Mike seemed truly humbled by him
being called out on his actions, or his attitude.  Mike Junior walked over
to his uncle and gave him a hug, then went back to stand alongside Travis.

Mike Senior spoke up.

"It's not entirely your fault, Big Mike.  Young Mike here thought he wanted
that, and probably for all the WRONG reasons!  Mike, my son, you don't have
to "prove" anything to us, loyalty or otherwise.  You are our BROTHER, and
we respect you and love you, Mike!  We understand that, on occasion, we
like our sex in this family a bit rougher than do most folks – or
probably so anyway – but you don't have to do that, if you don't want
to, Mike!  I got all excited `cause I thought you wanted a bit of the rough
stuff, but don't do it if it's going to destroy your relationship with any
of your partners, be it Travis, me OR Frank!  He may have liked getting
that, Travis, but that is just a wild, and certainly OUT-OF-CONTROL
fantasy!  As Big Mike said at the outset, if we see young Mike here getting
seriously hurt, we'll call off the session, which is what I am going to do
right now, and that is call an end to the activity between the two Mikes,
and just relax for a while.  And Travis, I do need to apologize to you as
well, son, as I allowed this to continue, when I ought to have called it
off, early in the encounter."

Travis was sitting next to his man, who was holding him closely.

"Baby, I'm sorry, and I won't let this happen again.  Yeah, I had fun babe,
but I NEVER meant the fun to be at YOUR expense, Sweetie!  That was TOTALLY
wrong of me, and I do ask for your forgiveness for being such a
wooden-headed, penis-chasing, typically-gay guy!!!"

Travis started giggling under his breath, then outright laughing,

"What?  What are you cracking up about?"

"You...if you're a wooden-headed, penis-chasing typical gay guy, then I
guess I am one, too, `cause I love dick just as much as you do...in fact
more, Mike Frazier Junior!!!!  Let me prove it!!!"

Travis didn't even give Mike a chance to push him off, he just started
sucking Mike Junior's manhood, and wouldn't give up his task until he got
rewarded with a mouthful of Mike's man-cream.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkkkkkkk!!!!  This guy knows how to suck cock, guys!!!  Let's
give him something serious to suck, OK?"

"You've got it, buddy!"

All the men in the room were on their feet, cocks in hand, getting
themselves ready for a blow-job to be remembered!

"You want all of us, Trav?  We're gonna give you what you want, my love,
one at a time.  Enjoy it, buddy!!!  I'm gonna go get cleaned up guys, and I
will be back shortly, `cause I want some of that, too!  After all, he is MY
guy!!!"  Mike Junior felt the sap rise in him, as Travis rambunctiously
sucked his cock with a fervor he barely knew Travis possessed.  Pulling
Travis closer, he grabbed onto the back of the man's neck and pulled him in
close for the cum deposit Mike was about to leave inside the man's mouth.
Mere seconds elapsed before Mike began shooting the wads into Travis mouth.

"Ohhhh fuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkKkk!!!!!!  Damn, boy, you got a vacuum cleaner
inside your mouth?  AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"  Thrusting wildly
into Travis mouth, Mike Junior left enough cum for two.  Obviously, Big
Mike's fucking him earlier still kept his libido high, and his cum-factory
working double overtime.  Travis wondered where all of it was coming from,
as he himself would have had one and only one "HUGE" load to deliver, and
the next one would not be anywhere near as plentiful.

"Go for it, Mikey!!!  You too Big Mike!!!"

"Oh, yeah!!!  I'll be damned if I'm gonna pass up good head, men!!!  FUCK
THAT SHIT!!!!!"

Mike Senior whispered in Travis' ear, "looks like you got your work cut out
for you, for the next hour or so, at least, buddy.  If you need a break,
let me know, OK?  I don't mind giving ANY man in this room a good
blow-job!"

"I think I can handle it, Papa-Bear, but I'll definitely need a break later
on.  Maybe some snack food will be a good idea, in about an hour or so?"

"You've got it, my beloved son and partner.  You did us all a favor and
made us think.  I think I'll have to talk to my son, later.  But, I DO want
you there, when I do, OK?  You're as much a part of this partnership-union
as the other two are, or me."

"And I admit I over-reacted a bit, `cause it sounded like I wasn't keeping
him satisfied.  Part of it is my fault, too, Papa-Bear."

"I know, pup.  We all got carried away – BIG time – by the sexual
high it represented, to us.  We'll get it settled OK, son, and we'll all be
the better for it, I believe.  This isn't your fault.  In fact, I think you
did all of us a BIG favor, by bringing us back to our senses.  Big Mike
doesn't realize the influence he has on people, either, and by being
bigger-than-life as he is, just due to his sheer size, alone, he can pull
us all in to his stuff, without us even realizing he is doing it.  Look at
what happened here, tonight, my son!  We got pulled into a bigger-than-life
adventure that almost took out our union, without our consent!"

"I know, Papa Bear.  We'll talk about this later, though, OK?  In the
meantime, though, I think I have my work cut out for me, here, as all these
wonderful family members are expecting a mind-blowing blow-job, and I am
JUST THE GUY TO DO IT!"



"Go for it, Tiger!!!  I'll get the grub ready, you do the job you seem to
be born to be doing.  Fuck, boy!!!  You've already got yourself a
reputation, AND YOU'VE ONLY BEEN MARRIED TO US FOR TWO WEEKS!!!"

Mike Senior laughed to himself on the way to the kitchen.  Mike Junior came
out of the bathroom, and bumped into his Dad on the way to the family room.



"Watch after your partner, son.  Keep him close, all evening.  I'm gonna
make you guys some snacks, then make you two some reservations at The
Downtown Marriott, and the bill is on Frank and I.  You need some time,
alone, just you two.  And don't you DARE try to talk me out of it, Mike!
You need to take care of that wonderful young man!  You almost did some
irreparable damage tonight, inadvertent though it may have been!  Like the
wisdom you prayed for at the ceremony, you need to learn when to shut up!
Now, go out there and love your man, Mike.  We'll talk later."

Mike Junior knew he had it coming, when his Dad told him, "We'll talk
later."

"Oh, shit!!!! What the fuck did I do, now?"

M.J. went out into the family room and sat next to his partner, watching
him enjoy giving every man in the room some "terrific" head, which didn't
bother him about Travis serving the others, as he and the men enjoyed it
so.  "After all," Mike thought to himself, "I cannot fault Travis for being
angry at me for what happened, nor for offering all the other men some
great head, as I enjoy giving it myself, as well as being on the receiving
end of Travis' wonderful service.  It helped that Travis was so very
"dedicated" to the activity, being – as he admitted – being a born
cocksucker.  Mike Senior was only in the kitchen for a few minutes, as he
had already prepared the snack food, and had it keeping cool in the
refrigerator.  Cold drinks were on the table along with ice, drinking
glasses, wine and beer.

"Guys, as Travis has taken care of you, please feel free to grab
refreshments in the kitchen.  Wine, beer, soda or water, plus finger-food,
is laid out on the counter.  Help yourselves.  Then when you're done, come
on back, and we'll figure out what to do next."

Travis was making everyone's evening a bit better.  Soon, everyone was in
the kitchen or family room, laughing, complimenting Travis on some "TOTALLY
TERRIFIC" head, and a couple even kissing the man.

"Mikey's one lucky man to have you as his partner, Travis!  That was some
wonderful head you gave me, a little while ago!  I don't remember the last
time I blew that large of a load, cub!"

One man, ironically Mike Junior's own Uncle Mark, approached him and
motioned for him to move over into the corner.

"You need to take Travis out of here, and take care of him for a few days,
like waiting on him hand-and-foot-type thing, OK?"

"Yeah, I know.  Dad made us a reservation, at his expense, at the downtown
Marriott.  You guys are OK with us bolting out of here?  I don't want
people saying we caused a problem and then left."

"That's NOT what is going to happen, Mike!  Quite the opposite!  Everyone
here is saying the same thing: take Travis out of here, and treat him like
the PRINCE he is!!!  You've got a true gem, there, a real, living
rose-among-the-thorns!  He'll get over what you said, soon enough, but this
time around, let your ACTIONS speak louder than your words, OK?'

"OK.  Thanks, Unc!!!!  Love ya, dude!!!"

Mike kissed his Uncle Mark, quite passionately as he loved his uncle so,
and received an equally-passionate one back.

"Love you too, ya big lug!  Now get the hell out of here and take care of
your man!!!"

"Sir, yes, sir!!!"

"Oh a wise guy!"  Mark's voice-imitation of the Three Stooges was perfect.
Mike Junior got the joke, grabbed Travis by the arm, and said "We need to
get out of here.  They're all throwing us out, Trav.  Tell you what, we've
got reservations at the Marriott, so let's get the heck out of here, before
they hang us both from a high oak tree!!!"

Travis caught on, right away.

"Good thinking, partner.  Let's blow this town.  Oh, wait!  I think I just
did that!!!!!!"

Mike and Travis were laughing at that one, all the way to the car.

"Where we going, Sweetheart?"

"Just like I said, Babe.  We've got reservations at the Downtown Marriott."

"Whaaaaaaaaat?!?  Why????"

"Because we need some time alone, together.  Just the two of us.  Besides
that, we haven't had a honeymoon yet, so here we go!!!"

Mike was on the interstate in a couple of minutes and on his way to the
Marriott.  Soon, they pulled into the lot at The Marriott, only it was the
big one in Downtown Dallas, not the local one.

"Babe, can we afford this?"

"Doesn't matter, Babe.  It's already paid for.  Courtesy of a certain rich
relative of ours!!!"

"Whaaaat?  Really?  Who's that?"

"No questions.  We're being royally treated, and our benefactor wishes to
remain anonymous.  It will all be revealed, though, in time!"

"OK, now you've got me intrigued.  What's going on, Babe?  You're being
awfully evasive, and that's not like you!  You're not putting this on our
credit card, are you?"

"No, of course not!  Like I said though, our benefactor wants to remain
anonymous, or at least for the time being, anyway!  Relax, will ya?  It's
the middle of the month, and we have seven days of paid fun ahead of us!
Just think of it, babe!  No bosses to answer to, no phones to answer with
cranky customers on the other end, no dogs to walk for horrible, smelly old
ladies who don't like to pick up THEIR dog's poop!  We've got it made,
Lover!!!"

"OK, OK, OK!!!!  So you're not going to tell me, huh?  Well, the way you
whisked me out of there, I thought we were both in trouble with your Dad,
and Big Daddy Frank.  What gives with that, dude?  You're being AWFULLY
mysterious, all of a sudden!"

"Did you ever think I may love you, and want to be with you, and ONLY you?
Well, did ya?  Huh?"

"You're nuts, dude!  Like you lost your mind, nutsy!  Mshugni in
Yiddish!!!!  Ready for the Cracker Factory-crazy!!!!  And just like the
local news reporters say it, "Local hottie loses it, news at 10!"  I can
see it now!!!  NBC News Reports from Downtown Dallas, a big tornado tears
up Lufkin, the Prez visits Fort Worth, and – oh yeah – local college
athlete turned seminary student loses it and starts giving money away on
street corners!  Shit, you've REALLY LOST IT, DUDE!!!!'

Mike Junior took Travis' face in his hands before Travis could say anything
else, and gave him an extra-long, extra-passionate kiss.

"What the fuck, Mike?!?  What's going on?!?



"You are, baby boy!  You are!!!!  You're the center of my world...No, you
are my world!!!!  He began to sing to Travis: "You're my world, you're
every breath I take! You're my world, you're every move I make!  Other eyes
see the stars up in the skies, but for me they shine within your eyes.  As
the trees reach for the sun above, so my arms reach out to you for love.
With your hand, resting in mine, I feel a power so divine!!!!  You're my
world, you are my night and day!  You're my world, you're every prayer I
pray!  If our love ceases to be, then it's the end of my world for
me!.........." [*1] Cilla Black from the U.K. did it, back in the mid-60s,
Tom Jones and I think Helen Reddy, too, did it again in the 70s!  GREAT
SONG, BABE!  LOOK IT UP ONLINE!!!"

"Oh shit!  I'm stuck in the Downtown Marriott for a week WITH A RAVING
LUNATIC!!!!"

"Travis, I am fine!!!  I'm just realizing HOW IMPORTANT you are to me,
babe.  I know I really blew it tonight, and scared the fucking crap out of
you!"

"Yeah, and PISSED the fucking shit out of me, too, Michael James Frazier,
Junior!!!  You made me look like a complete and total ingrate, and a
piss-poor lover, to boot!!!  What the FUCK is the matter with you?  We
cannot even make it through our first month as a couple without having a
major fight?  What's that about?!?  You made me look like I don't have the
VAGUEST IDEA of how to satisfy my man!!!  Do you have the smallest inkling
of how absolutely WORTHLESS I felt in that moment?  Huh, Mike?  Well, say
something, God damn it!!!"

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry!  I'm so, so very sorry!!!  I got caught up in the
moment, and literally lost my mind, Babe, honestly!!!  Think of how our
time together was, earlier today, Babe.  I was looking forward to it, and
wanted to have some time with my uncle.  But, I would never have done that,
if I thought it was going to turn out like it did!  You knew how I was
looking forward to it, and I was actually believing it would be a lot more
loving, and affectionate, as Unc is an affectionate man, when you get to
know him.  Sweetie, I don't know how I am going to make this up to you!  We
were both looking forward to it, yet it backfired on us, horribly, and on
me, especially, as I lost my head when Uncle Mike got carried away with the
passion.  And he owes you, Travis, a HUGE apology!!!"

"Well, Sweetie, I believe he needs to apologize to ALL of us, as he was
only interested in what was going on with him, and ONLY him."

"I hope you don't hold this against Uncle Mike, Travis.  His head may not
always be in the right place about some things, but his heart usually is."

"I know that, Babe.  Of course, I am not about to hold that against the big
guy.  We just need to tone that thing down before someone else gets hurt,
and it may not just be emotional damage, the next time around.  I actually
enjoyed giving your family members head, earlier this evening!  It was fun!
Yet, I need to ask why are we going into the "I need to sleep with my uncle
who I've had the hots for since I was 10"-type of fantasies, or – better
yet – why do the fantasies, at all, with everyone in attendance?  I
don't need to know that...hell, you don't either!  I would rather have had
it been just you, me and your great-uncle, Babe.  It probably would have
been much nicer, more low-key.  I wonder if all that wasn't just a show for
everyone there.  In a way, I kinda feel badly about your uncle, living
alone all this time, without a mate.  Matter of fact, I don't know how he
does it.  I think I'd go bonkers, if I didn't have you, at the very least!"

"You're right again, Babe.  I think when we go back to the house, we need
to talk to Dad and Uncle Frank and get them to tone down all that stuff on
Saturdays.  Blow jobs are one thing, but yeah, I agree, the fantasies are
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY over the top!"

"Thank you, Sweetheart.  Now, get your furry ass over here and love your
man!!!!"

Mike got up from the other bed, and sat next to his love.

"Why is it that only my ass gets invited places?"

"You sound like Val in "A Chorus Line"!



"Where do you think I got it?  Hey, I only quote from the best,
Sweetheart!"  Mike was trying hard to do his best Bogart impression for
Travis just then.  It set Travis to laughing again...

"Oh God, Mike!  You're SUCH an impossible case!"

"Yes, and you love every impossible minute with your impossible man, now
don't you?"

"MMMMGGGGHHHHHHHMMMMMPPPHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

"Your speech is garbled, dear!  Could it be because you have a mouthful of
my chest hair?  Oh, God, Trav!  Do that again!!!  Oh yeah, man!!!  Bite my
nipple!!!  Pull it away from my chest!!!  Yeah, that's it, man!!!!!
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!
Cummmmmmiiinnnnggggg!!!!"

Sure enough, Travis reached down into Mike's shorts and felt a full load of
freshly-shot cum.

"I did THAT, to you?  That fast?!?  Wow...Mike!!!  What's that about?
You're trigger happy normally, but I don't think I've EVER gotten you off
just with a little bit of semi-rough tit play!"



"That's because, my dear boy, you turn me on that much!  You're wanting me
that much turns me on all the more!!!!  GRRRRRR!!!!!!  Now, get those pants
off and let me give YOU head!!!!  Your cock has been talking to me ever
since we've arrived here, and now, well, I can hardly wait to get that big
ol' English sausage of yours in my mouth, my man!!!  WOOOOOOFFFFFF!!!!!!"

Mike's hand reached into Travis' briefs and he managed to bring out the
entire works into the open, and went down on Travis like there was no
tomorrow!

"Ooooh yeah, Mike!  That feels fantaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaastic!!!!!  Oh my God,
man!!!  Wrap those sensuous lips around my cockhead and lick off all that
pre-cum, boy!!!  You've got me running like a faucet, already!!!!!
SHIIIIIIIITTTTTT!!!!"

Mike's mouth around Travis' cockhead was all it took, as Travis shot a
rather-copious load into Mike's waiting mouth, as Travis' libido had been
in hyperdrive mode ever since he had witnessed his man taking in his
great-uncle Mike's cock, and Big Mike's rather loud – and certainly
boisterous – orgasm.

"Ooooh yeah, Babe.  Fresh man-juice to nourish your man!!  Got any MORE
milk for me?!?"

"Wow, Mike.  Didn't know I was gonna blow that fast!  Go down on me,
again?"

"Anything you want, my love.  You KNOW I love that wonderful magic wand of
yours!  That cockhead, mushroom-shaped, is like fine wine in my mouth,
delicious and succulent.  Your pre-cum tickles my tongue, your shaft is
thick and meaty, ready-made for my appreciative mouth.  The urethra running
down the backside of your magnificent penis quakes when you get ready to
blow your wads down my throat, your balls draw up and quake, themselves,
and move each time the penis expels your marvelous cum, making for a
sexually suggestive sight that makes my mouth water, even at the mere
THOUGHT of it!  Your testicles hang down low on warm days, orbs that are
giant, heavy, egg-shapes and move around in their scrotal-sac protection
containment, causing me to want to tea-bag those big ol' balls of yours!  I
like to look up at you through your bushy pubic patch, and see your smiling
face as I go down on your cock, and prepare you for a wonderful, hopefully
mind-blowing orgasm!  I just fucking outright LOVE the taste of your semen,
Trav-man!  It's like the life-giving mothers' milk that lactating mothers
give their newborns, a wonderful elixir of the body's mysterious functions,
taking me places I want to go with you.  I bury my face in your testicles
and against your pubic patch, licking and taking your wonderful,
sperm-making orbs into my mouth, turning them over and giving them a
marvelous, tasty bath.  The wonderful nubs sticking up from those
marvelous, meaty pectorals of yours react to my attentive mouth, and become
wonderfully hard, standing up at attention to their stimulation from a
loving, and certainly appreciative, mouth!  You, Andrew Travis Barry, are a
feast for my eyes, my mouth, and my mind!  I dream about you at night,
wanting to touch you, and reaching out in our bed, finding your wonderful
torso, I lean against you, with my head on your shoulder and my hand across
that wonderful, meaty chest of yours and find your hand, wrapping mine
around yours, and falling asleep with the knowledge that the love of my
life is beside me, in bed as well as in my life.  A guy couldn't possibly
want for more, Travis, as I love the fucking daylights out of you, ya big
handsome hunk of Southern Christian manhood!!!!"

"Shit, Mike, you've got me going, boy.  Turn over, asshole, and you're
gonna find out just what YOUR MAN can do to a willing ass!!!"

"Oh yeah, boy!!!  Go for it!!!!"



Without lube, Travis rammed his cock into Mike's ass with a velocity that
made Big Mike's rutting on the man, earlier that evening, seem positively
amateurish!  A thrust into Mike's body, then power-punching his cock as far
as it would go, Travis was mad, and he showed it.  He wanted Mike to know
he could do a MUCH better job of reaming him a new one than Big Mike ever
could!!!

"Oh yeah, Babe.  Rape me!!!!  Fuck me hard, boy!!!!  Yeah, yeah, yeah!!!!
Harder and faster, jump up and down on me!!!!  Ram that cock all the way
in, dude!!!  Yeah, man!!!!  I want YOU fucking me the rest of my life, and
NO ONE ELSE!!!  Push your cock UP, man, UP, inside me!!!  Your cock is
curved, man!  Make me feel that curve of your cock!!!"  Travis grabbed onto
Mike' shoulder to gain more leverage, as he thrust one last time and made a
HUGE deposit in his man.

"Like THIS, Dude?  Take that, asshole!!!!  That man can NEVER take you from
me!!!!  He'll NEVER have you, `cause I'M NOT LETTTING YOU GO!!!!
UUUUUMMMMMMPPPPHHHHH!!!!!!!  UUUUUUUMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHH!!!!!!  There you go,
asshole!!!  Your ass is full of MY cum now!!!  I've marked you for my own,
and DAMMIT, HE'LL NEVER TAKE YOU FROM ME!!!!"

"That's my man!!!  You FINALLY got angry!!!!  Well, whadd'y'a know?!?  You
want ME to be passionate for you, I know, however, have you ever asked me
what I'd like from you?  You're a passionate lover, Travis!  Every time we
make love, I feel it in your penis, your whole BODY tenses up and takes us
places where not everyone goes, with their love-making, even couples who
have been married for YEARS!!!  It's called a total-body orgasm.  I felt
your pulses of cum shooting into me just now, and know you meant business.
I know, now, I never want to make you mad at me, ever again, and I hope I
don't do anything else that does make you mad at me.  Your passion, Andrew
Travis Barry, tells me that you love me with every ounce, every fiber of
your being, and you're right, I believe what you say, Babe, as you really
WILL never let me go, and just MAY lay any man out on the ground who
tries!!!"

"Fucking-A right, Michael James Frazier, Junior!  No way will I ever let
ANYONE take you from me – and – GOD HELP THEM, if they try!!!!"

"Jesus, Trav!  You finally found your balls, boy!!!  What took you so
fucking long?"

"It took Big Mike showing me how you truly NEEDED to get fucked, before I
came to, that's what!!!  I need to get that man sainted, really quick!!!
Talk about a fucking miracle-worker!!!"

"Shit, Travis!  You really get it, when you get it!!!  You know – NOW
– that I don't just want romance, but I want PASSION mixed in there,
too...the passion of one man in love with another, and wants his man to
know he's NOT a pushover!  THAT WAS AMAZING, seeing you and then FEELING
YOU get so pissed off at me that you came "that close" to raping me!!!"
Mike held up two of his fingers in close proximity to each other, in
demonstration as to how close "THAT close" was, for him.  "Now, dude, let's
get some fucking sleep!!!  It's already one a.m.!  C'mere, you crazy person
you!!!  Did I ever tell you I love you?"

"Yeah, but you need to tell me more often!  I tend to forget..."

"Like, how many times a day do I need to remind you, Lover-Boy?"

"Oh, I think...well, I'll tell you when to stop!  Get started, Hot Stuff!
I'm listening!!!"

"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!!!!  Fuck, I
sound like a line from an old movie!!!"

"Yeah, you do, you uncle-fucking ASSHOLE, and you're gonna get awfully
tired saying it, for the next SIXTY YEARS!!!!"

"Oh, shit!!!!  Should never've made YOU mad!!!"

"Now, dear boy, I have plans for that asshole, for a LONG time to come!!!!"



"Oh fuck!  Now I KNOW I need to make sure I never make YOU mad at me,
again!!!!  Better buy some stock in the company that makes Vaseline, too,
as God knows I'll need it!  That cock of yours is hardly small, that's for
damn sure!!!"

"C'mere, Babe.  You might be an uncle-fucking asshole, but you're a
FUCKING-A HOT uncle-fucking asshole, and what's even better still, is that
you're MINE!!!  Now get busy and make my cock happy, Mikey..."

"Mikey?  Awwww, man!!!!!  Have a heart, Babe!"

"Shut up and suck my cock, boy!!!  I MIGHT forgive soon, but it's gonna
take me a while to trust you again, like FIFTY OR SIXTY YEARS!!!!"

"I guess I deserve this...shoulda known!!!"

"Shut up, boy!!!  Serve your man!!!  And when you get me hard again, I'm
gonna fuck you, ALL NIGHT!!!  I'm gonna take about a pound or two of that
fine, soft flesh of yours, if you EVER so much as LOOK at another man,
again!!!!"

Travis leaned back on the pillow and put his arms above his head for a
better view of the man he truly loved and would never let get away, as Mike
gave him head.

"Ten days of this treatment ought to do it...let's see here...a European
vacation next year, Australia AND the U.K. in two, when my brothers tie the
knot..."

Travis' grin let Mike know he loved him, deeply, and dearly, but Mike also
knew his asshole was gonna be mighty sore, for a LOOOOOOOOONG time to
come!!!.......

Mike looked up from his work, only to get slapped on the head.

"Get back to work, boy!  I've got lots of fucking to do!!!!"

Travis knew he was going to like this position, and giving Mike what he
REALLY wanted from his lover.

***** Later that same morning *****



"Mike, babe?  It's morning, Lover-boy!  Let's get up and get something to
eat, Sweetie..."

"Mmmm...morning!  Can't we just lay here and make love all day?  After all,
this is our honeymoon, babe!"

"Yeah, we could order from the room service menu, too, as long as we're not
paying for this!"

"Yeah, you've got it, Babe!"

Ten minutes later and a double-dicker piss at the toilet as Mike and Travis
share their morning bladder-release, now concluded, the menu was gazed at
only for a few minutes, and – knowing what they wanted – Travis
ordered for both of them; two Belgian waffles, no powdered sugar, tons of
butter and HOT maple syrup, coffee and juice for both, eight strips of
bacon [four for each man] and leave the coffee pot with them, and they
would most assuredly order even more, later in the day.

"Thanks, Babe.  You sure are getting good at this!  I don't even have to
open my mouth anymore!  You can do all the talking for the two of us this
weekend.  Besides that, I think my mouth can find better, happier things to
do.  Now, get over here and let me continue what I was doing last night."

"Nah, NO YOU DON'T!  We need to discuss a little matter, babe, as we
actually left your brothers hanging last night, and were supposed to
complete what we started two weeks ago, last night, remember?"

"Yep.  Reckon we oughta call them?"

"Yeah, but how do we apologize for running out like that, last night, Mike?
They were looking forward to it, and frankly, so was I, actually!"

"Yeah, me too, babe!  My king-sized little brother, Aaron, has been wanting
me ever since he could shoot his spunk!  And I know David wanted you, love!
Maybe we ought to invite them over here, and do it with just the four of us
in attendance.  At least, that way, we can make sure we don't end up making
the same mistakes we did last night, love."

"OK.  Will do."

Mike picked up his cell and speed-dialed his youngest brother, Aaron,
hoping he would catch him in a good mood, after last night's debacle.

"Hey, Aaron.  It's Mike.  Just wanted to apologize to you for running out
like that.  Yeah, we made up alright, little brother.  We talked a little
while ago, and we want to make it up to the both of you.  Can you get away
from the house for a couple of hours today?  I know you need to hit the
road early tomorrow morning for your move down to Austin.  Yeah?  About an
hour?  That's good for us, too.  I'll let you know a little bit more when
you get here, but there's not that much to tell, actually, more like a
promise needs to be fulfilled for the both of you, as we were encouraged to
get out of there by Dad, Uncle Frank AND Uncle Mark, and to come down here
to the Dallas Downtown Marriott, and try to repair the damage we
accidentally caused by letting our passions overrule our logic, both of us!
I have the feeling Dad is going to give me a piece of his mind when I get
back, yet I am glad Trav and I got away from there, as we did, or we may
have ended up hating each other, when we actually only trying to enhance
our lives together...yep, see you in an hour or so.  Room 1632, end of the
hallway, right-hand side.  OK, later, little brother!"

"Well, that's one avenue I AM glad we decided to cross!  At least they're
not mad at us, at all.  In fact, when they saw what transpired, they are
glad we left, as the rules for the Saturday night orgy needed to be given a
different direction, and had been practically destroyed by a bit too "much"
of last night's fantasy-land acting-out adventures.  Dad and Frank have
agreed to tone it down, a lot, and they said they'll have some fireplace
talks with us about all this, beginning next week.  And, Aaron and David
meant what they said about not having sexual play without their partner, so
today's playtime will be an equally-shared thing.  Besides that, Aaron told
me he had always admired my chest, and how rock-solid it looks.  Now, it
appears, he wants to play in it, and touch it, and feel it, as he is a
bear-lovin' bear, himself!"

"I always thought Aaron's tender-heartedness was in that arena, just like
yours and your Dad's are, Mike.  Just a big BIG ol' teddy-bear of guy!!!"

"Damn, Trav.  The man is gonna be my competition now!  Well, luckily, THIS
bear is safe among his own, and knows where his heart belongs."

"I think Davey and Aaron got quite a lesson, last night!  Maybe it's the
wake-up call they needed, too, before they set out for Austin."

"I think you're right, Sweetie, and there will be a lot less of the typical
bed-hopping going on, at their house."

"Yeah, and if Mike Morgan and Billy Barhorst take a room together, don't ya
just KNOW there's gonna be some noisy Sunday afternoons, there!!!"

"Yeah, I know, I mean, I figure that will be the way it is, for them.
Billy's a real sweetheart.  He was so glad for David and Aaron, when they
announced their engagement at our ceremony, he was one of several who was
beside himself with happiness for my two brothers, literally!  Billy came
to me afterward and told me he and Mike Morgan were getting to know each
other better.  It's just a matter of time with the two of them, as well.  I
suspect by the time the five guys are all in the house, Billy and Mike will
be an official "couple."  Their friend from Austin is also gay, so it'll be
an interesting time for all of them.  Maybe the two couples can find
someone special for their buddy.  Imagine that!  Two yente types –
matchmakers – in our family!  You're sure you're not Jewish, babe?  Hee
Hee!!!"

"Not that I know of, silly!  Matchmakers are naturals at telling who
belongs with whom.  Doesn't matter who you are, nor your belief system,
babe.  They've just got the knack for gettin' people together.  Come to
think of it, so do we...we put those three couples together at school,
these last couple of years.  Aren't Tom and Kyle about to tie the knot,
themselves?

"Yep, and Bill and Barry are, as well.  I've not been in touch with Art and
Lonnie.  They mentioned in their Christmas card last year that things had
taken off, and they were looking at dates, but Lonnie's not from Texas,
originally, so they may be getting married in L.A., as I think Lonnie grew
up in Orange County...Anaheim, I think."

"Well, it looks like we may have some weddings or Holy Unions to attend in
the coming year or so!  Hopefully, Art and Lonnie will let us know when it
is, even if it is in California.  At least, that way, we can at least send
them a gift, even if we cannot attend, and cannot get any vacation time so
we can fly out there."

"OK.  I'll check with the other two couples and find out if there's
anything set yet.  I don't have Lonnie's cell number, so I'll call Artie
and find out if anything is happening, there.  He was always wanting to get
together with the two of us, babe.  Maybe he's one for the bear-crowd.  He
usually hung out with some of the men from The Metroplex, as he said the
bear community in Austin was kinda small, and insular.  He likes the older
guys, too, like we do, so I was kinda surprised to hear and realize that he
and Lonnie had hit it off so well, and so easily.  Lonnie's a good five
years younger than Artie, but hairy as hell, for what I hear!"

"Leave it up to you to find out the man is a bear!  What the heck, dude?
You checking out the bears in the showers at the health club, or
something?"



"Not quite, babe.  Lonnie hung out with the younger crowd, more like his
age-group.  Artie's being five years older than him, I am actually
surprised they found some common ground, as Artie's interests are more
cerebral, and more along the lines of the book-club types.  Athletics don't
really interest him."

"Well, despite that, they seemed to have hit it off.  I guess opposites
really do attract, at times!

"Yep!  I'd better shower.  I'm starting to smell like last week's dirty
shorts."

"Same here.  I'll come in shortly, and wash your back, and have you wash
mine, then I'll finish mine while you get some clean shorts on, so you can
answer the door."

"OK, babe.  Heading in!"

***** The brothers and their lovers rendezvous *****



A little over an hour later, there was a knock on the door of the hotel
room.  Mike Junior was dressed and answered the door.

"Guys, welcome!"

Young Dave and Young Aaron, dressed for a hot summer day in the Metroplex,
yet still looking sporty in their summer clothes, entered the room and
immediately sensed sex in the air.

"Mmmm...Oh yeah big brother!  You save some of that load for me?"

Aaron's innocent face betrayed him in the moment, as his lust for the elder
brother always shone through.  His hand immediately went for Mike's mound,
and Mike stepped out of Aaron's reach, as soon as he saw his brother's hand
move.



"Nah, you're that boned up, big boy?  I want it to last a while and enjoy
having you inside me!  Even after last night, Travis wants to see you in
action!"

"Well, then, let's get to it."



Aaron stepped out of his walking shorts to show he was commando, as he had
been all summer.

"You're not going to wait for me, little brother?"

It was Travis, stepping fresh out of the shower and into the room.

"Well, see, da Trav man is all pumped and ready to go.  You want this or
not, Mike?"

"Outvoted, again!  Damn!  I guess you win.  Better strip there David,
before our partners are "Halfway to Paradise," without us!"

"Oh God!  There he goes again with the old songs in his head!  Don't you
know any songs from the last decade, anyway, Mister Mike?"

"Sure do, babe, but "Halfway to Paradise" is a Pop-Standard, a true
classic!"

"Get those clothes off, Romeo!  We can stand here and quote old song lyrics
all day, but I don't think that's what your brothers came up here for!"

"I'd say not!  Look at that boner on my youngest brother!  You've got a lot
of meat in that baby, Aaron!"

"Sure do, and he's just waiting for a willing mouth, or better yet an open
orifice, to land in!"

"Well, then, let's go!"



Aaron sat on the bed and scooted back so Mike could sit on his ample cock.
He grabbed the tube of lube, and greased himself up properly for the
upcoming assault on Mike's rosebud.  Mike, already lubed up from an assault
by Travis earlier that morning, sat on Aaron's man-tool, letting the cock
invade his most private of places.

"Yeah, that's it, Aaron.  Ready for the assault, big boy!  I'm going to
squat over you, and you can thrust to your heart's delight."

"You sure about that, big brother?  You took our Great-Uncle Mike's cock
last night.  Aren't you sore after that?"

"Nah, Travis has already invaded the halls of pleasure-making back there,
earlier this morning, and my booty has been waiting for my little brother
for two weeks, man...now, start slowly, then gain speed as your thrust into
me, and go as far in as you want, big fella.  Use me, boy!  I'm yours for
the next couple of hours!!!"

Aaron's enthusiasm for Mike Junior's openness to being fucked once more
took over, as the big boy started slowly thrusting into Mike's rectum.
Mike's pleasure shone brightly on his face, as his youngest brother's penis
moved about inside him.  Aaron obviously knew how to fuck his man, having
had so much practice on their brother David, now his partner, and his
priapic penis' upward curvature prodded its way into Mike's posterior
chamber.  Mike moaned rather loudly as Aaron's cock took full advantage of
the opportunity to roam about inside his big brother, back and forth, and
circular motions as he pleasured his own cock inside the anal tract of his
beloved big brother.  Mike's moans let Aaron know Mike was enjoying the
ride as much as Aaron and Aaron's cock was.  Upward thrusting soon took on
a life of their own, as Aaron's speed increased, and Mike allowed the big
man's cock to plow into his prostate with the younger man's mushroom-shaped
cockhead with a reckless abandon all its own."



"Ooooh yeah, big man!  Rape me, boy!  Plunge that cock as deep as you can,
big fella!!!"

"You sure big bro?  I don't want to hurt you, big brother.  You're much too
special to hurt."

"It's OK baby brother.  You've earned your wings, man.  Time to take off
from the launching pad and don't deny yourself the pleasure of a
mind-blowing orgasm, man!  Go for it.  I'll take care of me for a few
minutes.  You enjoy that journey into wonderland, boy, `cause I want you to
enjoy every minute of this, and let Peter roam freely inside me, and leave
big bro a HUGE load of man-cream, ok?"

"OK, big bro...here goes!"

Aaron and Mike had been whispering into each other's ears for the last
minute or two, and David and Travis were wondering what they were talking
about.



"Glad to see Aaron enjoying his time with his big brother, aren't you,
David?"



"Yeah, he's been looking forward to it for all these two weeks.  Looks like
he's ready to blast off from the launching pad!"



Both men watched as Aaron's increasing speed and thrust took on the
inevitable speed as he raced to the finish line.



"Oh fuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkk big brother!!!!  Here it cuuuuuummmmmssssssss!"

One final thrust upward into Mike, and Aaron's cock started whitewashing
Mike's insides.  He held tight to Mike's body as his cock emptied its
payload into Mike, and was gasping for breath.  Aaron's tears were flowing
down his face as his cock continued to spew cum into Mike and his orgasm
pulsed out its joy into his older brother.

Mike knew his youngest brother had hit The Zone, perhaps a bit quieter than
Mike's experience inside their Dad, two weeks before, yet he had entered
The Zone, nonetheless.  His brother's cock still inside him, Mike leaned
back against his brother, and whispered in his ear, "Stay inside me, bro.
I want to feel your cock inside me as long as possible.  It may be a while
before it can happen again.  We'll have to be making some trips to Austin
if that's an indication of your fucking style, big fella, `cause this man
loves having his youngest brother getting his pleasure inside him.  That
felt fantastic, Aaron!"

Aaron was still breathless, and still unable to speak, yet his head was on
Mike's shoulder, and his gentle kisses on Mike's ear and neck told Mike all
he needed to know: Aaron's appreciation to having access to Mike's booty,
after all these years of Aaron's youth, had well been worth the wait.
David and Travis came up alongside the still-recovering brothers, and
started gently kissing and laying their heads on furry chests, and playing
with Mike's big slab of sausage hanging between his powerful thighs. Mike's
enjoyment of Aaron's assault on his arse was evident all over Mike's chest
and neck, and even on his face, as his own cum had spewed everywhere as
Aaron's orgasm triggered Mike's own.

"Awww, man, Aaron!  You made me cum, ALL OVER MYSELF!  That was quite the
ride, big fella!!!  I don't do that very often!"

"Good!  That pleases me no end, knowing I pleased you, too, Mike.  It was
one of those blow-outs I think – no, I KNOW – I'll remember for a
LONG time to come!"

"We'll let you two come down from the ceiling before we start up, guys, as
we want to share in your joy and love, too."

"Awww, man!  You two are the best partners we could possibly ask for!"

Travis and Mike kissed, as did Aaron and David.

"That was beautiful to watch, too, guys.  I didn't need a video camera, as
I'll always remember the look on Aaron's face as his cum began emptying
itself into Mike.  THAT was priceless!!!  Yours, too, Mike!  I could see
you both cumming at the same time, as Mike's cum began flying everywhere!
Mike, my stud big brother, we need to have you two down to Austin often,
just to stay connected to you, both.  I already know I'll miss you both,
and want you near as much as possible."

"Yeah, same here, guys.  Mike, that was WONDERFUL, and everything I wanted
and expected it to be!  Your love for me, and knowing you enjoyed it as
much as I did makes the wait worth it.  But now, guys, I think I'm spent,
and my cock is calling it quits, as I have regained my senses."

"You just lay there, Aaron, and bask in the afterglow.  We have all
afternoon, and look forward to more, WHENEVER that happens!"

Travis whispered into David's ear "I'm all lubed up for you, brother.  You
can take me whenever you're ready."

"OK, man, but I want to wait until Aaron's well into his resolution phase,
and his emotions are stable again.  I think he's still deep inside that
heightened state of penis-joy we all enjoy after a really good fuck."

"OK, no sweat."

Mike slowly got up off Aaron, as Aaron's cock slipped out of him, and
turned around to look Aaron in the eyes.  Mike crawled on top of his
brother and the two men kissed for a while, and Mike appeared to fall
asleep or at least rest on Aaron's chest.  For Mike, it was a connection he
had longed for with his youngest brother, and wanted to continue to share
in the afterglow for a while.  David and Travis watched the two brothers'
rock-solid bond deepen even further still, as Mike's tears soon joined
Aaron's on Aaron's neck and chest.  So deeply into each other, the two
brothers were only seeing each other.  David and Travis knew better than to
disturb them in the moment, and waited for the two to come back into the
real world, once more.  Although it took nearly an hour, Mike finally began
rubbing Aaron's face with his fingers, and got him to open his eyes once
more.

"Little bro, I think David and Travis would like to reach the heights we
did and to have us witness their union."

"Yeah, guys, we'll get up and let you begin, whenever you're ready."

"Mmmmmm...guys.  We didn't mind watching the afterglow for the two of you.
That was beautiful!!!  That level of connection doesn't always happen, but
you two seemed to hit The Zone, and stayed there for quite awhile.  Just
laying here and watching you two as you melted into each-others' arms was
priceless, guys!!!  We only hope – and pray – that you two enjoy
yours as much as we did!!! It was great having Aaron inside me, and knowing
how much joy he was experiencing was making mine all the more over the
top."

"Let's get up and let these two men have the bed, little brother.  I am
longing to see David's experience with Travis, as I know my partner enjoys
my cock inside him, so I know my brother's cock we please him as well.
Come here, David.  Let me get you fluffed up and ready for Travis."

"Mmmmm...yeah, big brother...easy boy!  I want to blow my load inside
Travis, and not all over your furry chest, although I sure do love that
furry chest, Mike!  Always have!"



"I know, David.  You both always wanted to sleep with your heads on my
chest, especially so after I began to fur out!"

"Mmmmmm...yeah.  So soft, so very inviting.  I know what Travis feels as he
falls asleep on your chest at night.  Such a big, loveable teddy-bear of a
guy, you and Dad, both!  Wish you weren't going to be so far away!"

"It's only a couple of hours drive back up here, and we can visit you two,
as well.  My little brothers sure do love my furry body, Travis!  I wonder
if they're going to be going through withdrawal, after they leave here!"



"Could be, babe.  They both have always had stars in their eyes, whenever
it came to being around you!  I don't blame them one bit!!!  They're right,
Mike, you are one of the sweetest, most cuddly teddy-bears I've ever seen,
and have always welcomed your brothers into your arms, AND your life!"

"That's `cause I love my brothers, Travis, and nothing's gonna change that,
ever!"

"And they are a part of my life, as they are your brothers, my
brothers-in-law, and I love them, as well."

"We've known that from the very start, Travis.  You've always treated us
like family."



"That's because up until about a year ago, you were basically the only
family I felt I DID have.  My parents finally came around, and decided to
act like human beings and not raving lunatics because of that awful church
some jokingly considered to be "Christian," and loving people like Jesus
does, and not conditionally like they learned in that awful place.  My
sisters are a bit more stand-offish, but not completely and totally shut
out of my life, more like keeping a distance between us, and – honestly
– that's fine with me, as I feel I have NOTHING in common with them,
besides some DNA, and the fact that we grew up in the same house."

"You're home with us, Trav.  Always.  You're family, now and forever."

"Thanks, guys.  That means a lot to me, but not at all surprising, as I
have always felt that way around you two."

"C'mere, Trav.  We want you to feel that way, and not just because of our
brother.  It's more like you BELONG here with us, and I hope you never feel
like you have to hide a part of yourself from us.  You're loved,
unconditionally, in this family, and that's the way we were raised, all of
us.  Dad made sure we always felt that God loved us – loves us in the
present tense – as we are, and we don't have to hide from Him, nor be
ashamed of being gay.  Dad knew, as a boy, that his parents loved him
unconditionally."

David had his forehead against Travis', and was smiling broadly at his
brother-in-law.  Travis teared up a bit when David was done speaking, yet
returned the kiss David bestowed upon him.

"Man!  You guys ALWAYS like this when it's just the three of you?  I didn't
notice it before if you were!"

"Yeah, brother, we always have been, we just don't act that way in public,
as most folks don't understand this kind of bond, REAL brotherhood, I
mean!"

David went to hug Travis, and felt his tumescence, his manhood having
chubbed up in the moment.

Travis noticed David's nipples being erect and super-firm, as he held David
for quite some time.  His cock began bouncing, as the two young men stood,
firmly connected in an embrace neither one wanted to stop.  They felt the
body of the other man, growing aroused with every moment, and their bodies
were soon – noticeably – answering the other's, as the connection
grew in intensity, and the men began jerking in response to the other's
reactions to the man in his arms.  Travis reached for David's shirt-tail,
and began pulling it over the younger man's head.  The pelt that David was
blessed with nearly mirrored his brothers', and he splayed his hands across
the younger man's firm, muscular pectorals, and pressed his hands up
against the meaty flesh of David's upper torso.

"Fuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkk man!  You and your brothers, all of you, soft and
firm at the same time, pectorals like granite, soft skin, soft fur
covering, firm muscular physique, powerful pectorals, hard, responsive
nipples...mmmmmmm!!!!  Mind if I suck them, Hot Stuff?"



"No, but you keep that up, I'll blow my load in short order, my beloved
brother!"

"No sweat, little brother!  At our age, I know we have plenty in the
storehouse!"

"Don't think I've gotten off with just having my teats sucked but once in
my life...FFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!  Blowing load number one, Jack!!!"

Travis grabbed David's shorts and briefs and yanked them down in one swift
move.  NO WAY was he gonna let David's spunk go to waste!!!!

"Damn, man!!!  You're as bad as I am, big brother!!!  Cum crazed as all
hell!!!"

"Yeah, and there's much more in store for those gonads of yours to blow
your load over...I plan to get at least two more loads of that either up my
booty or another load down my gullet, boy!!!!  Damn, that's sweet, Davey!
Fuck, what do you eat, boy?  All sugar?"

"No, but my brothers have said I have had an unusually-sweet content to my
cum.  Guess it's the all the food I eat that factors into that."

"Yet you stay rock solid?  Wish I could do that!  Hell, if I so much as
LOOK at a candy bar, I gain ten pounds, dude!  Guess I need to work out
with the three of you more often, AND eat the same foods!"

"Wish you would, sweet man!  I wouldn't mind seeing that wonderful bod of
yours more often!!!"

"Thanks!!!  Your body is reacting to my attention, so I can only guess your
recovery from that last blast of our life-giving fluid is nearly complete.
You want to have me face up, or down, bro?"

"Face up, Trav.  I always like to see my partners' faces as they blow THEIR
loads!  So FUCKING sexy!!!"

David pushed Travis over on his back on the bed and brought his penis in
alignment with Travis'.

"Has anyone ever told you that your cock – also, like my big brother
Mike's – is beautiful?  Soft skinned, cut well, nice big mushroom-shaped
head, firm shaft, and – jeez, bro – running sap like crazy already?
Wow..."

"Yeah, well, when you and I know what's coming, why wouldn't we be already
primed and ready to go?  I like the way you have your bush trimmed back on
top.  You three always do that?"

"Yeah, man...Dad told us to keep it trimmed a tad at the top, as we all
four – Dad included – have so MUCH body hair, and so THICK, that it
gets up around our waist and in the elastic in our shorts that it hurts,
especially so on hot, sticky days, which we have a lot of, in this part of
the country!"

"Yeah, I know.  I trim a little along the edge of my balls, otherwise my
balls stick to my legs and wind up pulling my balls and hurting like...I
don't know what!  One-hundred plus days are hell on my shorts, too, as I
get home at night, and they are soaked with sweat."

"Yeah, same here.  Kinda slimy, too!  YUCK!!!"

"You're running with pre-cum already!!!  Are you always like that?"

"Yeah, all of us are, I guess."

"Mmmmmmm...tastes great!  Look at this, guys!  All we're doing is talking,
and we're both leaking like we're pissing!"



"Same here, babe.  Aaron and I are too!!!"  Mike joined in on the sweet
communion of two kindred souls.

"Mind if we lay here next to you two while you enjoy the conversation?
Seems like we're more alike, all four of us!!!"



"Make that five, as Dad is a heavy leaker, too!  Big Daddy Frank told me he
had never met anyone before he met and had Dad in bed the first time who
leaked like we all do.  I guess all the Frazier family men, do, according
to what Dad told me, including his Dad, grandpa Bill."

"Beautiful cocks, beautiful men, beautiful discharges!  And I married you
guys, all of you, when Mike and I joined hands with Dad and Big Daddy
Frank."

"Look at Mike's cock, guys!  Besides being one of the most magnificent
looking penises I believe I've ever seen!  Nice, thick shaft.  When he gets
hard, it's not completely non-bendable, like mine is, until he is ready to
pop, then it's like a steel rod.  I like playing with it!  It makes Mike
laugh, but it's SOOOO fucking pretty that it's hard NOT to!!!  You guys all
look alike in the cock department!  Even your Dad!"

"Yeah, but my brothers, Mike and Aaron both, have a full seven inches,
where Dad has a little over six and me a little more, maybe six and a half.
Uncle Aaron's cock and my brother Aaron are both about the same size, but
Uncle Dave's is a tad under six, more like five and three-quarters.  You
guys measure lately?  Did you stop growing at eighteen like I did?"



"Yeah, but I think I stopped at sixteen, but did get a tad thicker.  Dad
and I were talking in the john one day at about that time, and said both he
and his Dad, Grandpa Bill, were about the same size at their sixteenth
birthday and didn't grow after that, except getting thicker.  Dad said he
was always anxious about his cock size until that day, and they actually
measured that day, and that got him over his anxiety, when he saw – for
sure – that he and his Dad were the same size, cock-wise.  I guess he
and Grandpa had a long talk that day, he was sixteen or maybe seventeen at
the time, about cock size.  Dad said they measured the other man's cock
that day, to make sure they weren't exaggerating, and were getting accurate
measurements."

"Still, though, Mike's is one of those we just want to wrap our mouths
around, as it is just soooooo aesthetically perfect, and worship his
manhood!  How about you two, are you in competition for your big brother's
cock?"

"Yeah, only all the time!"

With David's cock in his hand, he brought it up to his mouth, and licked
around it, and took it into his mouth.  Not yet fully hardened, David
reacted to Travis' attentions, and hung onto the other man's shoulders, so
he wouldn't fall over.  He was growing thickness and hardness, although not
length, as he was – like his brothers and Dad – more of a "show-er,"
rather than a "grow-er," as the old saying goes.

"Your cock is a masterpiece of God's handiwork, David, a real artist's
portait of manhood, you know that?  I don't think we can get much prettier
than this, bro.  You want to climb aboard, or do you want me to sit on it,
like Aaron and Mike did?"

"Face up, pup.  I want to see your face as you cum!"

David took Travis' legs and draped them over his shoulders, and pressed
into Travis' rosebud."

"You're all lubed up, already!  Wow...  OK, go for it, little brother.  I'm
ready.  And don't be afraid to thrust as hard as you wish.  Mike broke me
in, months ago!!!"

David's first thrust got him into Travis' posterior opening, and he pushed
in for effect, past the prostate, and bottomed out inside his
brother-in-law's rectum.

"Yeah, that's it David!!!  Now, thrust upward into me, using the curvature
of your cock to penetrate me fully, and hit all the sides of the inner
sanctum.  Yeah, there ya go.  Rub the head of your cock against the
prostate, yeah, YOU GOT IT!!!!  Now, pull out slowly, almost letting the
entire head pop out, but stop before you get to the edge of the head,
that's called the corona, and is supposedly the most sensitive part of our
cocks.  There ya go, now back and forth across the pucker with the corona's
edge.  You got it, bro...  Now slowly...  YEAH, man!!!!  Go for the gusto,
boy!!!  In and out, faster and harder!!!  Pull it almost all the way out,
again, and then plunge into me with a reckless abandon!!!!  Yeah, David!!!!
Now, when you feel it coming, you know what to do.  Don't be afraid to
bottom out inside me, Davey!!!!  I want you to enjoy it, man!!!"

"Oh yeah, big bro!!!  Love the way your cock is pulling me back into your
body!!!  Totally surrounding ol' Junior, man!!!  Love it!!!!
Uuuummmmppppppphhhhh!!!!!  Uuuummmmppppppphhhhh!!!!!
Uuuummmmppppppphhhhh!!!!!  Uuuummmmppppppphhhhh!!!!!
Uuuummmmppppppphhhhh!!!!!  Ready or not, here...I...CUMMMMMM!!!!!!"
Uuuummmmppppppphhhhh!!!!!"

David fell into Travis' embrace and began kissing him.

"That was GREAT, little bro!!!!  I felt every last pulse of your cum shots
whitewashing my insides, boy!!!  What's this?  Man, you guys are SO much
alike!  Mike and Aaron, all three of you guys cried after your orgasms...
I guess you loved that, as much if not more than I did!!!"

"Mmmmmmm...yeah, Travis!!!  My penis felt like it was in the middle of a
warm blanket, covered with warm butter, and being slowly jacked off by your
hand, much like a bit of action inside your mouth, only tighter and warmer,
like a hand "playing" with my cock, and being properly worshiped as it
should be."

"Well, that's right, my handsome young brother-in-law...you deserve the
best, all three of you guys.  Now, you know what I feel like, and your
brothers, when we are fucking the other three."

"Mmmmm...yeah, man!!!!"

"And, don't be afraid to ask for it, either, not from your mate or the two
of us.  We want you to feel "a part of" us, not "apart from," David,
because you are now a part of us, in a spiritual sense, and may always be
so!"

"Yeah, little brothers, and we want to be a part of your lives, as long as
you want us to be!"

David and Aaron laid there in tears.

"Why the tears, guys?"

"We feel closer to you, already, and want YOU to feel that, FROM us, as
well as going TO us!!!"

"No problem there, Aaron.  We already do, always have, actually.  The
sexual bond is only a part of it.  Think of it as the sex part being a part
of the greater whole, in the sense of our souls being knit together in
bonds of love, yet like the theory of gestalt, that the "whole" is MORE
than just the sum of its parts!"

"Yeah, guys, I think Travis is right about that.  We are – together –
stronger, as we are more than just being four men in relationship, as the
bond itself takes on an entirely NEW "component," being together, that
together, we can do more – and more than just FOUR times than just one
of us, more like ten or twenty of us.  Like, if we were to be speakers of
love at a conference for gay men in relationship, we would say our
relationship of four men together in love with the other three takes on
extra, added meaning, seeing all four of us at once, and not just one of us
speaking on the power the relationships have had on us, at the conference.
We are a unit, and we take on any whose word tries to tear us apart, as we
know [and only we know] that the four of us whose relationship together
takes on extra weight for us, when we are all together, and not just two of
us together, but pushes it beyond the factor of one times four equals four,
because we know what we mean to each other, and together we are a force to
be reckoned with...that kind of thing."

"Well said, my man!!! Couldn't have said it much better than that!!!"

"So as that is something we reach for, our bonds of love take on new
meaning and new weight, as it is important for us to be together, in terms
of just visiting each other, yet more important altogether, as we prepare
to be one day again, living together, or at least in close proximity to
each other, like in the same town, or together in one household unit-type
of thing.  If one day we do live together again, that would be sweet, of
course, as you two are in a relationship-union with Big Daddy Frank and
Mike Senior.  One day, though, one or the other, possibly both, will be
gone, and then would you feel somehow "odd," if we moved in with you, or
you moved in with us, if that were a possibility?  To me, it would be
sweet, even if it wouldn't be the same as the four of you, and you would
still have to keep your vows to the others, and be a household unit of
"one," once the other three are gone.  I mean for it to be safety in
numbers, and sweet to be back living with my brothers again, and my
partner...that type of thing, as I sincerely doubt we could replace Dad and
Frank to you, even if we DID "try" to do, as the relationship would be
different by definition, as Dad is more than 20 years our senior, and Frank
more than fifty, and we are one and two years younger than you.  It just
wouldn't be possible to have the same dynamics."

"Yeah, you're right, but we can't tell you it would ever come about, until
the both of them are finally gone, as we two – Mike and I – may be in
a totally different mind—set, and who knows, we may be needing to have
Dad move in with Mike and I, once Frank is gone.  Neither man is going to
live forever, we already know, and Dad isn't exactly a spring chicken,
himself, so one day we may end up having to place one or both of them in a
medically-supervised home living situation, or in an out-and-out "nursing
home," God-forbid!!!"

"So, I can safely say it may happen, but we won't be crossing that bridge,
until we come to it, correct?"

"Yes, and let's ALL enjoy having Dad and Frank around, for a long time to
come, yet!  It's so great to be around them, and they have so much wisdom
to share, both of them!!!!"

"Yeah, but right now, I want to share these two men with my partner, and
have some fun!"

"Guys, they have a GIGANTIC shower in the bathroom.  If we all go in
together, I am sure we'll be fine, and not feel crowded at all.  Anyone up
for that?"

"Sure thing, man!  My desire right now is to take Travis' cock in my mouth
and let my hands wander up and down his hot body!!!  C'mere, kiddo!  You
and I have some oral cavities to explore and some body parts to attach our
mouths to, boy!!!"

"Mmmmm...yeah, there, big fella!!!!  Yeah, man!!!! Suck those teats,
boy!!!!  Make `em stand up at attention!!!!"

"Oh yeah...fuck, Trav-man!!!!  Message my balls, man!!!!  Roll `em around
in your hand!!!  Tea-bag `em!!!!  That's it!!!!"

Mike and David looked at each other, and David said "Got a hole you want to
fill with that fine-lookin' piece of manhood, friend?"

"One, two, three!!!  In I go, boy!"

"Yeah, big man!!! Fuck me, hard and long!!!  Long strokes, Mikey,
long-strokes!!  Yeah, that's it, big fella!!!  Lay down on top of me and
power-punch the ever-living crap out of me!!!  Bounce up and down on top of
me, Mike!!!  I want to feel every pound of that big, hairy frame of
yours!!!!  Tease my ass opening with your cock, man!  Let me feel that soft
skin, that big cock-head, that rock-hard shaft of love!  I want your furry
chest, those wonderful pectorals rubbing up against my upper back, your
lips on my neck and ears...c'mon big brother, I need to feel ALL of you,
before I head off to school, tomorrow, `cause I'm gonna miss you!!!!"

Mike was getting close, but he wanted to give David a chance to feel his
cock in the younger man giving long, slow strokes to his brother.

"Ooooh yeah, man!!!  Get it boy!!!!  Fill my ass with your love-nectar!!!"

"FFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Three thrusts of his cock into his brother's ass, and Mike landed on top of
David and pulled David's ass up to Mike's cock, and emptied the contents of
his balls into his brother's portal.  Mike had no other choice than to hold
onto David with everything he had, power-blasting cum into David for nearly
a full-minute.  His own record was sixteen pulses of cum in one session,
however, once he started, the flow never seemed to stop, or at least for
some time it didn't.

"Just how many blasts of cum did you deposit, big bro?"

"I think I just tied my own record, with sixteen!!!"

"Aaron just gave me sixteen, as well."

Travis' legs were still over Aaron's shoulders.  The four men looked at
each other with a knowledge they needed to clean-up, so all four hopped
into the shower together.  Hand-held units were used to clean up any cum
residue, and each man scrubbed and rinsed his last partner, taking great
care and loving messaging strokes to the man, even washing his hair for
him.

"It's gonna be so hard to go down to Austin tomorrow, knowing we won't see
each other until the end of September!  You two ARE coming down for
homecoming weekend, aren't you?"



"We wouldn't miss it, for anything!"

"We've got the biggest bedroom, so all four of us can sleep, in there.
Would you two feel uncomfortable if we shared our bed with you?"

"We'd be honored to do so, if that is what you feel, guys.  Looking forward
to it, actually!  Maybe we can spend a couple of extra days and meet some
of your other friends.  We already know the two couples you mentioned, so
if you meet any new friends, yeah, by all means, we'd like to meet them!!!"

"Great, then, come down Thursday night or early Friday, and plan on staying
into Monday.  We'll plan on having breakfast together Monday morning, then
getting you two back on the road again by – say – ten o' clock?"

"Sounds like a plan.  One more thing before we let you two get back over to
the house, stand in a circle, here, and join hands."

Each man, standing stark naked before his brothers, felt the connection to
the others.

"Travis and I have Dad and Big Daddy Frank, and now we also have you two,
as well, another unit of four.  I just wanted to stand here and take it all
in, that being four brothers in relationship.  I am honored to be a part of
this circle, and to know that we are a permanent circle, one that will live
on forever.  Look at each man, brothers.  Look at his body, look in his
eyes.  Let the man know how much he means to you, with your eyes.  The
gestalt of the four of us is – of course – MORE than just a sum of
the parts, and in the reality of the situation at this moment, we feel the
separation – yes, already! – yet we also know we are a part of
something special, a couple of times over!!!  I look at us in the nude, and
remember – privately, of course – each man's body, each man's penis,
each man's face, testicles, chest, body fur, and treasure those things
greatly, as I am a man, and love being a man, and enjoy other men's
manhood, your masculinity, your sensibilities, your hearts, respecting and
treasuring that of each man's personality, as much as I do my own.  My
heart is always with you, my mind always on you, my love always for you,
and my entire existence is greatly enriched and made all the better by
knowing you, and being a part of you.  Take THOSE things with you, as you
go, and know we are never – really – alone, as we are truly a part of
a greater whole, and as a part of me will always be with you, and a part of
you will always be with me.  The heart says what the heart knows, and in a
manner of speaking, we know these things, instinctively, yet keeping them
an active part of our days and not just sub-consciously so, will sustain us
through the sometimes-lonely days ahead.  I think of you, often, and wonder
what you are doing, how well you are doing, and if you – too – think
of us, as you go about your day.  We pour out our blessing upon you, and
pray for your continued health, and well-being.  May the God of your
understanding be with you, and bless your days.  And now, upon your
departures from us, a kiss of brotherly love and affection, as we –
truly – must "let Go, and let God."

Mike was so broken up at his brothers' move to Austin, he immediately
started crying, then sobbing, then nearly bawling.  Both brothers went to
him, as did Travis, and they sat around him, and just held him, for what
they thought was several minutes, yet in reality turned out to be nearly an
hour.  Finally, after quite a while of hugging and kissing, the two younger
men were able to stand up and bid their big brother and new brother-in-law
a fond farewell.  Mike was able to hold back the tears this time, as he was
pretty-much "cried out," and had virtually no tears left to shed.  The two
younger men kissed their elders, and slipped quietly out the door, before
they set their older brother to crying again.

"You're an awesome man, Michael James Frazier, Junior, and I am damn-proud
to call you my hus-bear!  I'll miss them too, Sweetie, but remember, if all
goes well, we will see them Homecoming Weekend, and be able to spend a few
days with them, and their friends, and meet some of their new friends.  I
mean, it's only a couple of hours drive down there, so it's not like they
moved across country!  And, if we or they ever get really lonely, there's
always telephone, e-mail, and just driving down there for the weekend, or
their driving back here.  You're such a tender-hearted guy, Mike, that you
always amaze me with your sensitivities!  I look at you, and know why the
church chose you to be the community outreach director to the homeless kids
in our area...you have the heart for it, and – although I know it
destroys you to see how MANY kids are out there due to parents' and
guardians' strict rules on homosexuality as their churches so poorly teach
them, that they need to be "hard on sin," it's our youth who suffer the
most, when they are kicked out of their so-called "Christian" homes, not
having anything with them, many of them just the clothes on their backs and
a few bucks in their pockets.  I wonder if you get a full-night's sleep
some nights, Mike, as you care so much about the young homeless people, and
you want to help them, and yet I see you, too, need some true TLC yourself,
as I just witnessed, with the departure of your own family members.  It's
like you said though, Sweetie, we're always together, in our hearts, and
they are always just as much a part of us as we are a part of them, so I am
glad you realize your own vulnerabilities, there, and know you are
knowledgeable about your own shortcomings, like you said and prayed about
at the ceremony for our union.  A more "humble" man I don't think I've ever
met, only your Dad really compares, although I believe you have surpassed
him, in that regard.  So, we celebrate our relationships with our beloved
brother/mate, Michael James Frazier, Junior, and pray for the LGBTQ and
other homeless youth of our community, and thank God for you, and for
knowing you."

Mike and Travis laid down on the bed, then.  Their kisses, and their gentle
affection for the other man, finally had its way with the two men, as they
celebrated life together as a couple, with Mike being firmly inside Travis'
posterior, and giving Travis true joy through Mike's breeding of his lover,
through yet another deposit of the man's baby-makers, and a session of some
heart-pounding, powerful thrusts from his man for Travis.  Travis
remembered, once again as he had that very first time several years earlier
when he gave himself to Mike in a surprise action to get Mike in the sack,
why he was always so attracted to Mike to begin with, the physique, the
musculature, and that beauty of a cock, hanging between the man's legs,
made Travis' legs jelly, each and every time.  Feeling Mike's penis in him,
once again, thrilled Travis, no end!  Knowing when Mike was releasing his
load deep within his body cavity, Travis brought his legs around Mike and
pulled him in close, making Mike fall on top of him, and making the man's
furry torso that much closer, with those powerful pectorals and that penis
firmly planted inside him, emptying its loving contents.  Mike tried
pulling his penis from Travis, however, Travis was having none of that.

"Nope, you just stay here, Michael James Frazier Junior, and you stay
inside me, until you come at least four more times, and wear yourself out,
and I as well.  I want wild, animalistic raucous sex with you; screaming,
booty-pounding, firmly thrusting your beautiful, magnificent, wonderful
penis up inside me, and don't you even dare to think about even TRYING to
pull out until we have absolutely exhausted each other, and you have shot
the last cum wad from those big, heavy, low-hangers of yours.  I want your
cock inside me, the entire remainder of the day.  Thrusting up inside me,
madly pounding that marvelous pud of yours deep inside me at a rate that
makes my heart race to the finish line, each and every time, right
alongside you!!!  I want to feel that penis of yours, as it moves inside
me, and feel your urethra start pumping out the cum, and your balls vibrate
as you do.  I want to see your nipples get rock-hard as you reach your
orgasm, and lose your head while you shoot that life-giving man-cream deep
inside me.  And when you're finally spent, I want to feel your flaccid cock
up against my booty, it's soft flesh and its magnificence of the man I love
most in this world, and fall asleep with you breathing softly in my ear.  I
want to feel that powerful chest of yours as you pound my arse, and feel
your heart pounding as your cream whitewashes my insides, once more.  I
want to look at my man standing behind me in the bathroom in the morning,
and feel your cock tease my backside, with a promise of more
cock-exhausting lovemaking, and knowing you will be satisfying me all week
long, as well as the rest of our lives."

"Wow, babe!  That's certainly a tall order!!!  You find my cock that
beautiful, babe?  It's just the average-sized cock on an average-sized man,
nothing more."



"No, it's because it's attached to MY man that makes it beautiful, not just
a cock, babe, but YOUR cock, my man's cock.  I see you naked, and I want
you, each and every time, babe.  I want to take that magnificent man-tool
in my hand, and slowly jerk you to full hardness, then sit on your cock and
ride you until I get off at least five times, and you five times as well,
maybe even six or seven!  I want to wrap my mouth around that beauty and
suck you dry, boy!  Don't you even know just HOW hot and hunky you really
are, babe?  The sound of your baritone voice in the hallway at the house
when you come home from work makes my balls turn over in their sac.  When I
hear your voice in church, raised in worship to our wonderful Lord and
Saviour, I want to cry, as your voice is so fucking masculine it makes me
quiver, babe, LITERALLY!!!  I go to bed at night, and listen to your
breathing, and reach out and touch your chest, and feel your wonderful body
hair, and wonder how on earth I ever got to be THIS blessed, with this
wonderful guy!!!"

"Wow, Sweetie, you've really got it bad – or is that "good" – for
your man!!!  Well, I cannot blame you for that, that's for sure, as I am
nearly as much crazy about you!  I come home at night and see your body, I
WANT to make wild, passionate love to you, to thrill you with this man's
penis, as you seem to be so totally off-the-wall obsessed with it, in a
good way, of course!  I think sometimes I will just have someone take a
nude pic of me, for you, and have it blown up for you to look at while I'm
at work, but then again, I know that's a bit over-the-top, so I don't,
although sometimes I think about giving you a snapshot of my cock, special
for your wallet, so you can jack it while you're sitting here at your desk
doing your tele-commuting thing.  Wouldn't it just shock your boss to know
you're sitting there, stark-naked, beating off to pictures of your man,
while you do your work for him and the company?  I've thought about it, but
dismissed it, as I don't want to make you feel like I could be substituted
by a picture, and that you would fall in love with a pic of me, and not the
real thing."

"Never, babe!  It can never take the place of my wrapping my hand around
that bad-boy and taking it into my mouth, or my arse.  Only YOU are good
enough for me, Mike.  Only you!!!  Not a picture, just you!!!!  Of course,
I love certain body parts of yours, yeah, but what self-respecting gay guys
DON'T love their guys' cocks?  None that I know of!!!"

"Mmmmmm...and to think THIS cock-crazed man is mine!  Wow, thank you, Lord,
for this wonderful guy who only has eyes for me, named Andrew Travis
Barry!!!"

"Same here, Lord, for Michael James Frazier, Junior!!!  And that cock,
Lord, oh that cock!!!!"  Travis' smile was a mile-wide, and lighting up the
entire room.

"Now then, Hot Stuff, get back over here and satisfy your man with that
wonderful magic-wand of yours!!!"

"Now, THAT's what I'm talking about, Trav!  You got me by the balls, boy,
but honestly, babe, there's no other way I'd rather be!!!!"

"Mmmmmmpppphhhhh!"  Travis made his mouth busy at that moment, and couldn't
answer Mike.  He was too busy giving his man the pleasure he knew his man
wanted, and definitely deserved!!!

"Fucking-A right, boy!  You just keep your man happy, boy, and you'll have
me for the rest of our lives!!!!"

Less than five minutes later, Mike was emptying the evidence of his love
for Travis down the man's throat.  And Travis fell asleep that night with a
man-tool in his mouth, pacified beyond mere words, and happy as a pig in
slop.

It doesn't get much better than that.





Author's notes:

[*1] Some background on the song: The song was written originally in
Italian, by Umberto Bindi and Gino Paoli, and originally recorded in
Italian, in 1963.  The English lyrics were written by Carl Sigman, and used
for the Cilla Black recording made in the U.K., in 1964, and produced by
Beatles' producer George Martin.  Author's search was unable to find
publishing rights, although the American Society of Composers, Authors &
Publishers ["ASCAP"] seemingly had its hands on the licensing rights, at
least at one time, in the United States.  Beyond that, I was unable to find
other publishing and licensing rights.  A translation war of sorts has been
waged on the lyrics over the years, especially so after the death of
Ms. Black, as Michael Sigman, son of Carl Sigman, said it was not an exact
translation, rather English lyrics capturing what the elder Sigman believed
would fit better into the song, and make better sense in the
English-speaking world.  See article "Lost in Translation: Cilla Black,
Carl SIgman and the "Translation Fallacy" in Lyric Writing," by Michael
Sigman on the ASCAP website for more details.  For article, use this URL:

https://www.ascap.com/playback/2015/09/action/lost-in-translation

[The title in Italian was "Il Mio Mundo," or a literal translation, "My
World," whereas the Sigman lyrics made the title's English translation to
be "You're My World."]

Additional information about the song can be found on Wikipedia.org:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/You%27re_My_World