Date: Wed, 29 Oct 2014 14:44:51 -0400 From: Robert Mooney Subject: Gary's Problem, Chapter 2 This is a work of fiction, from my over-fertile mind, based on a scenario I dreamed up and made note of some time ago. Writing works that way for me, a lot. Writing for Nifty is new to me. I love the service, though, and hope everyone donates whatever they can to help support it. If you're not supposed to be reading male-male sex stories, don't read any further. If it's illegal to read erotic material where you live, please leave. Everyone else, have fun. Positive comments are welcome at briarwriter@gmail.com ----------------------------- Gary's Problem Chapter 2 As I entered the room, I looked up the remnant of my beautiful friend. He was sobbing. "Come here and hug me, dude. I've missed you." he said. "Me, too, Gary, me, too." I said as I held him close once again. "Just hold me, please," he said. "We'll see you boys later," his Mom called up as they went out the door. "Bye," I said. "We'll be fine," I said as I kissed his temple. When I did that, he turned his head and looked deeply into my eyes, seemingly searching for something, and smiled. "Gawd, it's good to see you," he said. "Me, too, bud, though I have to say, you look better than the last time I saw you." "I must have been a mess," he said, frowning. "Actually, you were naked. Your uniform and shit must have saved you before being blown off, `cause your body was in good shape after the blast. Your legs and arms, though..." "You saw them?" he asked. "Yea, the medics had them on the stretcher with you, but they were shredded." "Hmm, I wondered what happened to them," he said. "They must have been beyond saving." "Probably," I agreed. "So how'd you wind up stateside so soon?" he asked. I told him my tale of woe. "Not as severe as your loss, but it got me here with you." "Yes it did," he said as he started sobbing again. I pulled his torso to me again. "Don't cry, Gary, please. You got dealt a hell of a hand, but you're still you, just a little less of you, is all." "Ben, could I ask a favor of you?" he asked. Here it comes, I smiled. "Sure, bud, anything." "Would you kiss me?" he asked. "K-Kiss...you?" I asked, processing the request. "Yea," he said, "you know, lips together and all," making light of it. "If you can't, I'll understand," he added. "You really want to kiss me?" I asked. "I do," he replied. "who else am I going ask?" "OK," I said, and without thinking further, planted my lips to his. His tongue forced my lips apart, and before I knew it, I was kissing him with wild abandon, and plumping up, downstairs. We kissed for quite a while. "Wow!" I said when we came up for air. "You're an awesome kisser, dude." "You're awesome yourself, Ben. That was perfect. Thank you." "My pleasure," I replied, and I meant it. "My dick even noticed." "Really? Can I see it?" he asked. This is getting weird, I thought, but decided to give my friend whatever he needed, and opened my fly, and dropping my jeans down, mid thigh. I was now, officially, rock hard. Though he was propped up, he studied my crotch, mesmerized, it seemed. "Lower my bed with that thing there, please, and bring that closer," he nodded, indicating my dick. "Is there something I need to know?" I asked, putting 2 and 2 together, as it were. When we were in position, he said, "yes, please, I want you to put your dick in my mouth," he said. "Gary?" I asked as I brought it closer. "I've wanted to do this for a very long time, Ben." He took me in his mouth and I let as much enter him as he seemed to want. "Let me know if it's too much dude," I said, suddenly noticing the tent in his nightshirt. I reached under and found an extremely large version of the dick that was in my friend's talented throat. I lifted his nightshirt and grabbed hold of the beast, and started masturbating him. I probably would have reached down to see how that would fit on my tongue, but, so that he could do his thing, I had to be positioned just right, and couldn't reach him. He was doing a wonderful thing to my dick, too, something no girl had ever managed. I'm not that big, maybe 6 ½ inches, but adequate for most needs. Anyway, Gary's mouth was feeling really good, and I reached climax just after I announced that I was about to cum. He didn't move, but took it all. I pulled out of him and reached over and kissed him. He passed some of my own cum to my mouth, which made me smile. I'd tasted my own cum long ago, and I was about to taste Gary's, too. When we separated from the kiss, I immediately moved down to the bottom edge if his torso, and slipped Gary's monster dick in my mouth. It was strange...the stubs of his legs were maybe 8-10 inches down from his scrotum. I took hold of his sizable balls and rolled them in my hand. He was moaning like a banshee as I took most of his dick into my mouth. Considering I'd never done a dick before, I thought I was probably doing a fairly descent job...blowjob, that is. Just before he came, his balls drew up close to his body, and his dick got a little harder. It actually felt pretty good, being able to bring my friend to climax like this. He came, in torrents, much more that I could ever swallow, but I did swallow some, and saved some for a kiss, too. He was a moaning fool while he climaxed, but I know he needed it. When he fell from my mouth, I looked at this log I'd just had down my throat, and wondered what it would feel like in my ass. I've heard that being fucked feels really good, especially with a big one. I filed that away for another time, perhaps. "That was fucking awesome!" Gary was in heaven. I came up and kissed him, passing some of his jizz back to him. He smiled when he sensed it and took it all in. "I've done several firsts here today," I noted. "You've done really good firsts, too!" he said. "Thank you, my friend." "I'd do anything to make you feel better, Gary," I said as I started sobbing. "Don't cry, Benjamin," he said. "Believe me, I've cried enough for both of us. What you've done for me, today, is more than I could have hoped. I'd wanted to tell you how much I love you even before all this happened." "Oh Gary," I said as I stroked his hair. "I want to love you back, but I don't know how." He smiled. "I know how, I just can't do anything about it anymore." he started tearing up again. "But I can." I said. "Are you sure you'll let yourself?" he asked. "Gary, I've always considered myself as straight as an arrow, but I just discovered there's another side to me, too. I think I've probably loved you, too, since the day we first became buds. We just proved that all is not lost for us. We can share a life together, even with this. I don't know how yet, but we're going to do it." Gary was crying again. "I do love you, Ben. I wanted to give you my body, and now, that's all you get, is my body." "Hey, you've got a mind too, dude, a pretty smart one, as I recall. We'll get you back on track again. Just be patient." "Thanks, my friend." Gary was near the point of dozing off when his parents returned home. I kissed his forehead as I left his room. I walked down stairs, just as they were returning from wherever. "Is he asleep?" His Dad asked. "He was dozing off as I left the room. We talked a lot and cried, too," I said. "Well, we appreciate you helping us out," his mother said. I sat them down and asked questions, explaining that I'd like to find a way to have Gary live with me. "How could you take care of him?" his Dad asked. "That's what I have to research," I replied. "He's going to need equipment for moving himself around, wherever he is, and equipment to help him read, and learn. I'll contact the Marines and VA and ask around." "But why do you want to do all this? You have your own life." his Mom said. "Your son and I have known each other a long time, maam. We experienced that bomb together, and I feel a need to help him live. It shouldn't all be on you two. I love your son, maam, god help me, I do. I need to be there for him. I will need help, but I've got an idea on that, even. I don't know how we're going to do this, but it will happen. You need your lives back, and I need Gary...and I think he needs me." ------------------ There's more to come guys. Glad everyone is enjoying though. Thanks for reading and thanks for all your kind messages. briarwriter@gmail.com