Date: Sun, 8 Oct 2000 10:24:44 EDT
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Beyond the Blue, part 26

Beyond the Blue, part 26		by lennoxbear@aol.com

The following is a story of gay erotic and involves male to male sexual
situations.  Should these offend you - bye.


Bo felt like Kenny was rushing him through the showers after the gym and
pushing to get on the road.  The man had worked out with an intensity that
Bo hadn't seen before.  He pushed more weight and seemed pumped to try for
more and even add several new exercises.  In the shower, Kenny had a
difficult time hiding the fact that his big dick was nearly erect, even as
much as he avoided contact with Bo.  The communal shower area was busy so
Bo couldn't bat the big prick with his fist.  He got dressed quickly and
seemed agitated to get Bo moving.

As they walked to the truck, Bo teased him about his energy level. "I know.
I've been on edge all day, maybe because we spent all last night moving
your boxes and then hardly had time to relax before bed."

"Did you sleep OK?"

"Yeah, I'm just, I don't know, hyper."

"Well, relax already.  You're making me nervous.  We have one more load at
my old house to pick up and then I'm all moved into the new apartment.
Only stuff left to move is yours."  Bo headed for his old house where they
found Linda and Janet busily finishing their move and painting.  Bo got out
of the truck and hugged Janet.  They had spent hours talking to repair
their friendship and were now on an even keel.  He looked at Linda and let
out a low whistle.

"One crack about my stomach and you'll be missing a prize appendage." Bo
held up his hands and waved her back.  "I know I'm gaining weight quickly
no matter how closely I watch what I eat.  It's weird."

"It's really an alien baby isn't it?  I knew Jim was an alien."

Linda laughed.  "Well, he is an X-file all by himself but he isn't an alien
and I'm thinking this if going to be a big, big baby."

"Just like Jim."  It was Linda's turn to wave back a comment.

They had the last of Bo's belongings loaded into the truck and were saying
goodbye.  Janet and Linda went back inside to finish their work.  Bo leaned
against the truck and sighed.  Kenny stood quietly next to him and felt a
shudder move through the big man's body.  "You all right?"

"Yeah."  A quick sigh left Bo's chest.  "Things really changed quickly,
didn't they?  If you had told me I would be doing this a year ago, I
wouldn't have believed it at all.  But everything's working out for the
best."  He smiled at Kenny and hugged the shorter man's shoulders.  "Let's
go drop this off at our new home."  It only took 20 minutes to unload the
last of Bo's collection.  He stood in the middle of the living room and
surveyed what would soon be his new home with his lover.  A man.  His eyes
teared over and he swallowed hard.

Kenny walked in with a couple of beers.  "I hope that's a look of happiness
and not regret."

"It is."  He took the beers and set them on a box.  "I wouldn't want to be
anywhere else right now."

"Good, follow me." Kenny led Bo to the bedroom where he had set up their
new bed.  Low light filtered in from the setting sun and the air was cool
from the air conditioning.

"We still need to move your stuff but this is nice."  Bo felt Kenny's hot
body behind him as the lean muscular arms with the furry forearms and deep
cuts slid around him.  Kenny sighed contentedly and nuzzled has face
against Bo's wide thick back.  His hands cupped the massive pecs and began
massaging the thick, hard muscle.  He pulled the T-shirt loose from Bo's
jeans.  Bo gasped with the heat of Kenny's hands on his skin.  The callused
hands found the nipples hanging down from the shelf of pec muscle and
pinched them.  Bo raised his arms so Kenny could slip the shirt up and over
his head.  Bo felt the scratchy moustache and goatee against his back and
the tongue washing his defined lats.

"I've been on edge all day cause I wanted so much to get naked with you.
It's not even about the sex, just to be with you."  Kenny worked the big
bronze nips between his fingers rolling and twisting them back and forth
making them hard.  He grabbed handfuls of hard chest muscle and massaged as
Bo moaned and ground his butt against the athletic mechanic.  Kenny undid
the button on the big man's jeans and slowly slid the tight denim and white
briefs down over the hard round bubble butt.  The big fat black cock sprung
free and bounced from side to side.  Kenny kissed each ass cheek and worked
his tongue and face deep between them.  His right hand fondled the big dick
and full round low hanging balls. His left ran lightly up and down the
heavily veined and muscled legs.  Bo reached back with one hand and pushed
Kenny's face deeper into his ass crack.  His left hand squeezed the long
nipples and flexing pec muscle.

"Oh fuck, you're hot.  Oh mannnn, eat my ass, get me ready for that fucking
horse cock.  Ahhhhhmmmm. Careful on that dick, don't let me cummmmm, oh
shit that feels good."

"You're nuts are like getting bigger the more I play with them.  Turn
around."  Bo struggled to face Kenny.  Kenny had to help Bo kick off his
jeans and get his legs free.  Bo pulled at Kenny's t-shirt and looked down
at the face of the man he had come to love.

"I've never studied you from this angle before.  Man, you got great arms,
nice and full and those round shoulders and pecs.  Mmmmm. Makes a nice sexy
stud kneeling in front of me.  Come up here."  Kenny smiled evilly and
began licking up Bo's left leg up to the swollen nutsac, licked the fat
nuts briefly and down the other leg.  He massaged the thick cut muscle and
teased the head of Bo's bobbing cock with his tongue.  He looked up over
the long cock and slowly pulled down on Bo's nuts.  Bo groaned.  A long
finger slid into his butt and massaged.  Bo took several short deep
breaths.  He sighed and hoarsely whispered.  "Don't make me cum yet."  He
glanced back down as Kenny pushed into the deep piss slit.  Evil eyes
stared back up at Bo.  Kenny swallowed the thick cock.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttt."  Kenny sat and rocked on
his haunches with Bo's cock buried down his throat.  Bo panted to keep from
shooting his load.

Kenny slowly pulled back.  "You want more?"  Bo shook his head yes.  "You
want your ass fucked?"

"Please."

Kenny stood up and slowly slid his shorts down over his pumped quads.  He
stood in front of Bo and stroked the horse cock that Bo wanted up his ass.
"Lay on your back buddy.  Show me where you want this baby."  Bo flopped on
his back on the bed and raised his legs.  He spread his ass with his long
fingers and aimed his butthole at Kenny's cock.  "Oh fuck, you are so
damned hot."  Kenny grabbed Bo's ankles and pushed back until Bo's ass was
high and ready for fucking.  "Guide it in."  Bo held the hot prick in his
hand and let it slowly fill his ass.  He threw his head back and growled.
Kenny started a slow pistoning of the muscle butt increasing his speed as
Bo's moaning increased.  "Jack that big dick buddy.  Let me see how hard
that black beauty is.  Show me how those big balls bounce."  Bo stroked his
hard dick forcing the skin back and forth over the bloated head.  His nuts
bounced with his stroking and Kenny's fucking.  "Fuck that's hot."

Bo closed his eyes and let the sexual glow filling his ass wash over his
whole body.  His skin tingled with the heat of passion for his lover.  His
nips felt on fire.  His ass felt like it would rip in two from the
battering Kenny was giving him.  His muscles bounced and flexed with the
force of Kenny's fucking against his body.  He let the big cock go and felt
it bouncing on his abs.  He couldn't imagine wanting to be anywhere else at
that time or having anyone else he wanted to call his lover.  He pulled his
legs back giving Kenny an even deeper thrust into his being.  The room
seemed to spin in sex.  He opened his eyes to look directly into Kenny's.

"I thought you were going to sleep on me guy." They strained to kiss as
Kenny slammed into the muscle freak's ass.  "Shit Bo, I have to let go."
He straightened up slightly, slammed his dick up to the balls into Bo's ass
and flooded the hot ass with stream after stream of hot cum.  Bo let go of
one leg to give his stone-like cock a couple of strokes and forced his own
load out and over the sweaty black chest.  Kenny lowered Bo's legs.  He
took Bo's fat cock and squeezed out the last few drops of white gold and
fed them to Bo, then flopped onto the sweaty cum-covered chest.

Bo groaned with contentment.  "Is that a sample of what it will be like to
live here with you?"

"Let's hope so.  I can't get enough of your body.  I think about you all
day long and want to be with you all the time.  And it's not always sex.  I
just like being with you."

"Thanks.  I feel the same way but I'll admit I love that telephone pole for
a dick you have up my ass.  But just being here, kissing, is good too."

"Just good?"

Bo rolled Kenny onto his back and kissed him deeply.  "Way beyond, I don't
have the words."

"How bout the dick then?  Fuck me Bo."

By the time the two men had finished moving Kenny's belongings into the new
apartment they had fallen into a pattern of work, gym and sex that made
their friends think they were no longer social.  Their rare appearances
over the next few weeks in the gay bars drove other men to distraction.
They would chat with buddies like Al and Jim, or Max when he was on duty.
All the time their hands would be exploring each other's muscles.  They
were satisfied to stand quietly with Bo's 22" arm draped over the shorter
Kenny's wide shoulders and watch the goings-on.  Invitations for three-ways
or more came often but their acceptances were few.  Their list of men with
whom they shared their passion was short, Jim, Al, Eric, and Steve.

Steve sat across from Mary Lou in the quiet restaurant and smiled at the
attractive young woman.  They chatted easily and fell into a quick
comfortable pattern on dating.  Steve listened intently as she talked and
enjoyed being with her and learning more about her.  He enjoyed the way her
smile was genuine and sincere and how easy it was to make her smile.  And
she seemed to be content with her time with Steve.  They began going out a
couple of times a week and would spend at least one day together on the
weekends.  Their common interests were many and their sense of humour more
than compatible.  And then there was the sex.  Mechanical, sufficient,
quick.  Steve had no difficulty getting an erection and satisfying Mary
Lou.  She especially loved his attention to her tits and large nipples.
Steve was more than hungry for hot sex but Mary Lou wasn't eager to return
the favour.  Steve felt the urge to have his own chest worked over and his
dick sucked but that wasn't to be with her.  They seldom slept overnight
together which worked better for Steve.  If he wasn't out with Mary Lou, he
would rush home from the gym to have dinner and sex with Art. It got even
better when Sonny returned and moved in with Art.  The two men would take
turns fucking the young cop and getting him so hot he spent the next day
nursing sore erect nipples and a boner that constantly sprung up without
notice.  Mary Lou often commented on his perky nips but never offered to
suck them.

He let Bo think he was in heat over Mary Lou.  Bo's questions were always
open-ended enough that Steve could answer them without exactly lying.  At
the gym, Steve pumped harder than ever, making gains that caught everyone's
eyes.  He posed in front of the mirrors asking Bo if he should consider
competing.  Bo would only lick his lips and smile.

"Of course you should.  Look at you.  Damnnnn, you're getting huge.  But
there's just one problem?"

Steve looked in the mirror at Bo's eyes.  "What?  My calves huh? They're
too skinny."

"No.  Your dick.  You can't seem to control it.  Whadya gonna do on stage
when you pop a boner in a posing strap.  Fuck man, the more time you spend
with Mary Lou the hornier you get.  You gotta control that muscle too ya
kno'."

Steve inhaled deeply and bit his upper lip. "Well, wha can I say?"

"Uh, well, how 'bout for starters you hit the steam and have dinner with
Kenny and me tonight.  We ain't done that in ages.  You're always rushing
out of here."  Bo looked Steve hard in the eyes.  "Unlesssss?"

"Unless, what?"

"You can't stand being away from your little sweetie for one night.  She
got ya hooked son, hooked bad."

"No.  No, not at all.  I'll go to with you tonight, let's hit the steam."
Kenny was a few minutes late finishing his routine and found the two cops
lounging in the steam room."

"So, how goes the love life stud, oh, never mind, I think I know."  Steve
glanced at his semi-hard dick hanging between his big thighs.  His cock was
fat and filled with blood but not hard and his nuts hung swollen and low
behind it.  Steve laughed and casually groped the big nutsac.  "Mm-mm-mm,
look at that smile."  The three men showered and headed for the parking
lot.

"Where you guys want to eat?"  Kenny named a place that worked.  Steve
followed them there and soon found himself relaxing over a beer at a small
corner table.  Their legs all brushed against each other for room but the
place was packed so their choices were few.  They talked about work, their
new life together, Jim and Al's new life together and the baby on the way.
When Bo tried to steer the conversation to Steve and Mary Lou, Steve would
change the subject.

"What's the matter buddy?  I'm getting the feeling that besides the obvious
sex thing, you aren't enjoying yourself.  Don't drag it out because you
work near her or you're afraid to hurt her feelings.  If it ain't right, it
ain't right."  Steve felt Bo's hand on his thigh.  "There are other women
out there.  Or there's always us.  Or have you gotten over your fascination
with men."  Bo smiled teasingly.

Steve took a long deep breath. He slid his hand over Bo's on his thigh.
"No, that's the problem."  Steve slowly confessed what he had been doing
between Mary Lou and Art.  Bo and Kenny sat with their mouths open in
disbelief as Steve talked.  The young cop was in genuine agony over the
dilemma.

Kenny ordered another round of beers. "Maybe you are one of those people
who is genuinely bisexual.  Maybe it isn't a problem."

"No, it is.  I like Mary Lou but don't feel sexually fulfilled and I really
want kids but I don't want to be in a marriage where my sex life is shitty
and I'm out trolling for dick to get satisfied behind someone's back
and..."

"Marriage?  You thinking of proposing?"  Bo snorted his beer through his
nose.

"No, maybe, but if not Mary Lou then another woman."

"So she's not the one, there's always someone else."

Steve curled the corner of his mouth.  "To be blunt, not if they don't suck
dick or my nipples."  Bo and Kenny just looked at each other.  "You told me
weeks ago to get counseling, boy were you right."

Bo leaned close and put his shoulder against Steve's.  "We'll help you find
someone.  In the meantime, don't kill yourself for your feelings.  If it
isn't right with Mary Lou, be honest.  She's a bright woman, she might be
feeling the same things for all you know but likes going out with you just
cause she likes going out with you.  The worst case, you have another
friend to hang out with.  How bad can that be, after all you're out with us
right now."

"Thanks, guys, I appreciate your listening and I'm sorry to drop all this
on you."

"Hey that's what friends are for guy."  They each chipped in on the bill
and walked to the door.  Steve walked with his hands in his pockets and
head slightly down.  "So you going to tell her tonight, it's getting a bit
late for that?"

"No.  Tomorrow.  I don't want to do it on the phone. Not cool.  And
besides, I was sorta hoping to go home with you guys."

Jim found himself getting edgier and edgier as the big day got closer.  He
was a nervous wreck and no matter how much Al tried to calm him down, he
remained a basket case.  Jim went to the gym after work and pumped more and
more iron.  His body was changing to Al's delight.  Al had worked back in
to the gym through his physical therapist but couldn't yet do heavy
weights.  The three months it took before he was told he could begin to
rebuild up to heavy poundage's were killing him.  And the being home from
work wasn't helping.

In three months, he and Jim had remodeled a bedroom into a nursery with
Janet and Linda's help, remodeled the office to house both computers and
workspace for both of them as well as serve as a guestroom, begun painting
the living, dining and bath rooms and fucked each other senseless.  As much
as Al loved to bottom, Jim learned he could have even better sex by
withholding sex until Al fucked him.  Al loved the switch but Jim noticed
his intensity increased if he refused to return the favour until.  Al had
gotten more intense since Jim had begun pounding the iron more and more and
was adding what seemed liked pounds of muscle in a week.  Al wasn't allowed
to do much more than physical therapy for three months and it drove him
crazy to watch Jim lift.  He was hard the minute they got home and begging
for sex.

They bypassed showering at the gym so they could share all out sweaty sex
and then more fun in the shower at home.  Al was busily working Jim's big
nips one night as Jim plowed his furry butt.

"You know, we won't be able to do this once the baby comes?"

"Priorities....got...to..have.oh fuck, priorities, I'm gonna shoot!!!!"

"Oh fuck, get me off Jimbo, babies, oh yeah, give me that cream, babies
don't, holy shit Jim stop, babies don't, how much you gonna shoot, have
priorities.  Uh, uh, oh yeah, I have to let go."

"Well, I figure we feed the baby, and while he's sleeping, we have sex?
Fuck, I'm gonna drop another load."

"He?  Hey, careful, that's my eye.  Boy you're dangerous with that aim.
Are we gonna have sex every time the baby gets fed?"

"Or she?  Sure, why not?"

"Mmmmmmm, works for me, hug me stud."  Jim glued their chests together with
the loads they had just shot. Their kissing was long, hard and deep, until
the doorbell rang.  "Awww, ignore it."

"We left the trucks out, whoever it is will know we are home.  I'll look
out the window."  Jim peeked out the window only to see Bo and Kenny wave
up at him like two raging queens.  "Oh well, it's Bo and Kenny, they knew
to watch the window.  I better go let them in, where are my gym shorts."
Jim grabbed shorts and almost fell down the stair trying to get them on.
When he opened the door, Bo and Kenny just stood there smirking.

"Did we interrupt something? Not that we care, we could just invite
ourselves to join you."

Jim shakes his head back and forth in a fake laugh.  "No, uh, we were just,
snoozing."

"Yeah, right, I see the snooze in your chest hair buddy."

Al chuckles as he walks down the steps in a baggy pair of jersey shorts
that don't quite hide the big, fat cock underneath.  "Can't slip anything
past you two, can we?'

Bo tries looking up Al's shorts as he comes down the steps.  Al flashes him
a look at the big dick.  "Hey the shoulder is healing nicely guy.  You'll
be back pumping in no time."

"Oh man, I hope so, this layoff stuff is killing me.  What's up, what
brings you over?"

"Steve.  He's losing it guys.  This bouncing back and forth between men and
women is driving him crazy.  Not to mention me.  Max and Earl should be
here any minute."

Jim crosses his arms over his chest and finds a couple of spots of cum in
his fur.  "I don't understand."

"I'll let Max tell you.  Got anything to drink.  Thinking of taking a
shower soon guys?"

"Why?  Grossing you out?"

"Not gross.  Making me horny, how bout you Ken?"

Ken looks at Al's pierced tit and licks his lips.  "Must suck tit."

Al pushes Kenny's mouth away from his chest.  "Stop it, unless you mean it.
Go help yourself to the fridge, we'll go shower.  Let them in when they get
here please."

"You're going to shower together?  Do we have that much time Bo?"

"We got all night."  Bo yanks Jim's shorts down as he heads up the
stairs. Jim shakes his horse cock at them as he dodges out of the way of
grabbing hands.

By the time Jim and Al get back downstairs, Max and Earl have arrived.
Earl is hanging in there with his health but it is obvious he is going
downhill.  Now thinner than ever, he uses a can for support and has to rest
frequently.  Max hugs Al and Jim and sits down next to Earl.

Jim grabs sodas for Al and him and sits on the floor, big legs spread, dick
almost popping out of the cutoffs.  The bulge doesn't escape Max's eyes who
casually adjust his own big cock.  "So, what's the problem with Steve?"

Bo clears his throat and purses his lips.  "He's agonizing over swinging
both ways, cause he really likes Mary Lou but evidently the sex isn't
satisfying him, so he's out sucking dick and getting fucked."

Kenny waves his hand.  "Not exactly true, he's not out trolling for dick.
He's set on us or Art and Sonny."

"Right.  So he's not out being a whore. But he really wants to marry and
have kids and do all the stuff we already did Jimbo.  He can't decide what
he wants in life, he doesn't want to hurt Mary Lou, doesn't think he gay,
he's driving me crazy every day going back and forth."

Max gives a little snort of air.  "And to add to the confusion, I'm
positive I've seen Mary Lou in the bar with a woman."

Al and Jim both stop in mid sip.  "What?"  Al looks at Jim and smiles.
"See I told you I thought I saw her with a woman in a lip lock in the
restaurant that one time.  She's playing both sides of the fence."

"And Steve's the one killing his guts over his issues.  Poor guy."

"Well, he's not the brightest when it comes to sex."  Al looked at Jim and
laughed after that comment.

"Oh, and there's the pot calling the kettle beige."  Al reached down and
grabbed Jim's chest to twist the sore nips.

Max shook his head as Earl laughed.  "So what do we do to help Steve?"

Bo stood up and stretched.  "I say we have an intervention.  Gotta pee."

Jim pushed Al away from his chest.  "Is that like a group sex thing?"

Bo groped his big dick as he walked past.  "No, you wish. They always go
out on Saturday night cause we think she sees this other woman on Friday."

"And they always go to the same place, at least Max thinks so.  Could I
have a glass of water, I need to take a pill."  Jim got up to get Earl more
water.  "And if you do a group sex thing, could you please video tape it,
us old guys miss out on all the fun."

"Sure Earl, gladly.  Can we borrow Max?"  Al winks slyly.

"Please, I want him to meet someone, but he won't go out without me.  I
don't want him to be alone."

"I won't be."

"Maybe you could date Steve."

Everyone stopped and looked Earl, then Max.  Al looked over at Kenny and
Jim.  "Are you guys thinking what I am thinking?"

To be continued, comments - suggestions?		Lennoxbear@aol.com