Date: Sun, 25 May 2003 17:10:46 -0700
From: Bert Carley <bertcarley@goldrush.com>
Subject: Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 11

The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic
events between males. If you are offended by such material, are too
young, or live in an area where it is not allowed, don't read the story.
In the world of this story, the characters do not always use condoms. In
the real world, everyone should practice safe sex.

This is the final part of this story. If you like, please let me know and
I will write another story for your enjoyment. If I don't hear from any
of you out there, I will just cool it and give your eyes a break.

Direct your comments to bertcarley@goldrush.com

Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 11

Speaking of eligible hunks, Jake, my dad's head foreman, lined me up with
five more carpenters at the job site before the month was over. I was
getting so much dick now; I had to make some hard choices about which ones
I crossed off my list. I could not possibly have them all and still be able
to walk. They all took notice when I visited the construction sight when my
dad was not around. I like Jake the foreman the best! That huge cobra of
his really could do a number on me. After foreman Jake and I would do it
together, he would call a name I had given him from my list to come to the
office. When their name called, they had a good idea they were either going
to get a nice blowjob, or be fucking my hot ass. My life became busy
servicing construction hunks Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays after
school. I totally engrossed myself in being a whore to them. They were so
fucking hot, looking forward to my visits. Even some of the married guys
got involved when the word got out what was going on. Everyone wanted a
piece of the action.

The changes going on inside me demanded I constantly have men attending to
my need to be anally stimulated. I could not get enough for awhile, until I
confided in the doctor and he adjusted my medications again, which seemed
to make me not quite so horny.  However, nervousness and emotional
outbursts replaced the lusting, which was even worse than the constant
lusting for more and more dick. I would have crying jags and soon went to
my mom and dad begging them to let me stop the treatments. I just didn't
want to live like this, although the doctor had said it would happen like
this for awhile before my system adjusted to the medications. They
comforted me, but insisted I stay with the program stressing the fact that
it will better soon like the doctor said.

Well, it did not get better! I soon hated the new Tami life I was leading,
what it was doing to me emotionally. In defiance to my parents saying no to
dropping out of the treatment, I started wearing boys clothing again full
time, except when attending college.  Everyone of course took notice when
all of a sudden Tami became Teddy again at dad's workplace. I could see
this really upset my dad, but he didn't make a scene about it in front of
his workers. When I came back one afternoon, all my boys clothing were
missing, except for what I was wearing. I immediately went to my mom and
wanted to know what was going on and where my clothing had disappeared. All
she said was my dad had removed them. It was a Thursday, my usual day to
show up at his office and have sex with him. In defiance, I never showed
up, stayed home, did my homework, then took a long ride to cool my Lundgren
temper. I called the house to leave a message on the answering machine that
I would be staying over at a friend's house. To my surprise, my dad
answered the telephone. He didn't even make conversation, just told me to
get my ass home pronto!

When I entered the house, he was waiting. He grabbed me by the shoulders,
looked down into my eyes and glared. "Tami, don't you ever stand me up
again without calling and telling me you can't make it girl, you hear!" He
took me upstairs to my bedroom, stripped me nude, put me over his knees and
put his belt to me. This is the first time he had ever administered any
discipline upon me. It had always been my mother's job. When he realized
that he was giving me a woody he chuckled and continued until my ass cheeks
were beet red. Then he fucked me. Not his usual sensual fuck, but a
dominant sadistic fuck.

"I see you like it rough girl, so from now on that's the way it will be,
for daddy's little pussy girl, huh! Got to keep her happy!" He took the
boy's clothing I had been wearing and tore them into shreds and threw them
at me as he was pulling his pants back up.  "Now get rid of these and I
never want to see you in this shit again girl!" My mom was standing in the
doorway, her hand over her mouth in total shock!

"Albert, what have you done to Tami? She ran to me, pushing him aside to
pass. When she saw that my ass was red and marked from his belt whipping,
and seamen running down my inner thighs, she turned to him and screamed at
him. Albert, how long have you been sexually molesting our baby? How could
you? When you use to rape me like this and it stopped, I thought you had a
mistress. But to be raping your own child Albert!"

He turned on her, grabbed her by the hair and she tried to fight him off,
but he was too much for her. They fell to the floor and he held her flat on
her back as he shouted at her.  "You stay out of this woman, it's my right,
my duty to made sure she knows how to take care of a man properly." He
lifted her skirt up, pulled her panties off, popped her across the ass a
couple of times with his belt, pulled his cock out again and proceeded to
screw her too, as he had done me. I jumped on his back and he rolled with
me to one side. I did my best to protect myself from his punches, but he
had both of us under his physical control quickly. I had never seen this
side of him before. He really hurt us both, raped us both again that
afternoon. My mom cowed down to him almost immediately, became submissive
and totally gave into his demands. I figured he must have been treating her
like this for years and she had learned to accept it for some reason,
probably because of me. He raped us that whole weekend. Each time he raped
me, he made her watch. Each time he raped her, he made me watch. Each time
he made us thank him for screwing us.

I asked my mother what was going on with him and she told me the whole
story, dating back to when Uncle Ted was still alive. Shortly after they
were married and she was pregnant with me, she caught dad and Uncle Ted
screwing around together. She called him on it later and he informed her he
loved them both; that was the way it was going to be. He was BI sexual. She
threatened to leave him, he turned on her and messed her up a bit and raped
her repeatedly until she accepted the arrangement since she was with child
and she had no job or way of supporting herself. He gradually got more
dominant and sadistic with her as the marriage continued, until she learned
to accept his way of making love. Now, she had been so use to it, it was
all she knew - as she did love him. She was that much different that me -
both of us hooked on a man that was abusive.

I knew immediately I must take after her all right, as I loved rough sex
and must have had inherited those genes from her, if that were possible!
When I told her that, she just smiled and said, "I can't help it Tami, I
love Albert and have to accept him how he is darling! I'm upset he is
having sex with you too, but you seem to enjoy it from what I can see!
Darling, do you love your dad, because if you do, you are going to have to
accept him just like he is because I guarantee you he won't change."

>From that day on, we never talked about it again! Dad had his way with us
both and continued to do exactly what he wanted with us during sex. My
mammary glands were growing rapidly now and soon would be as large as
mom's. Neither one of us had huge boobs, but more than enough to keep any
man happy. Since I was still with dick and balls, he had me fucking my
mother too as he fucked me, all part of his newly formed sex games,
slightly kinky, nothing I couldn't handle having been with much kinkier. I
was still having difficulty with my emotional outbursts, actually having
crying jags at times, hot flashes and rushes of lust taking total control
of me. When that would happen I would run downstairs to their bedroom and
the two of them, mom and dad would comfort me and make love to me. It was
wonderful, smothered with their love. I loved them both so very much, more
than I had ever before!

I kept pleading with them both to stop with the treatments, but dad liked
what was happening to me of course. I think mom liked both of us screwing
her. She never made any indications one way or the other on the subject. I
did find out that she had been talking to him about not having the final
operation performed, but continuing with the maintenance shots to keep me
hairless and with boobs. She said I could always have the operation later
than planned. He finally agreed and it made me very happy. I had the best
of both worlds. Just imagine! I was fucking my own mother, screwed and
dominated by my father and all my other guys, including half his
employees. Who needed a female cunt when I was all set up with a hot,
tight, she-male pussy, cock and balls to spare for my mother's pleasure? I
even screwed Max frequently as PJ put the meat to me and Len wasn't around
to take care of Max.

Dr. Scott was a bit upset with my mother when she informed him that I would
not be having the operation, scheduled in about three months. It was now
almost two full years into the treatment. She told him I wanted to finish
my senior year of college before I scheduled the operation. I continued
with the maintenance shots and everything went along just fine. I was
driving back and forth to Stanislaus State College in Merced, about an hour
and fifteen-minute drive, Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays until PJ
introduced me to a couple of their club members that lived in Merced. For
services rendered, I was able to stay with them free and come home on
weekends. Both guys were Bi sexual bikers, had their way with me almost
every night once I got my homework done and the house tidied up. Free rent
and it kept me off the streets looking for dick during the week.

When graduation day came and I received my degree in accounting and
business administration I had just turned 21 years old. I was dressing as a
woman most of the time; however, once in awhile I would tape my breasts
down and dress as a man. My dad said I looked like a dike when I was
dressed in a pair of wranglers, a tee shirt, and a pair of loafers without
my breasts cinched down. It was nice being a man sometimes, so much easier
than dressing all up, makeup, and hair all fixed. As a man, I could put my
hair in a ponytail and just relax, especially on weekends. However, my dad
wanted me to dress on the job as a female now that I had taken over the
office for him. I still liked and visited Papa Joe, Max and Len, and
especially Jake, dad's foreman. Those four guys and my dad became my beaus
for the next full year. They were all I wanted and they kept me very
sexually satisfied and happy; however, I wanted to stretch my wings and get
out on my own for awhile away from this area and meet some new people and
places. The first place I could think of was Las Vegas, Nevada - Sin City
as Drake had always called it!

Dad refused to let me quit and go anywhere, but I moved in the middle of
the night to Las Vegas without even telling him where I was going. When I
got there, I called mom and told her I was OK and eventually would let them
know where I was, but I had to get away for awhile. She cried, but I told
her I loved them and would be fine, not to worry.

The very first thing I did was inquire with the Military's Marine Base
Commandant's office if they had a Drake Dameron still stationed there. They
indicated he was still assigned to the Las Vegas Base and transferred my
call to his office. A young man answered the telephone with a southern
accent. He told me Sergeant Dameron was out in the field today, could he
take my number and have him call me back when he returned around 5pm. I
left my motel number with him and looked around town a bit taking in the
sites. I made sure I was back in the motel at 5pm to catch Drakes call.


When his call came in around six he sounded really happy to hear from
me. When I told him I was in Vegas staying at a local motel, and would be
looking for a job in the morning, he insisted I come spend the night with
him. When I told him the name and address of the motel he said he would be
there in 15 minutes, pack up my stuff, I was checking out. I quickly fixed
my makeup and slipped into something sexy.

When I answered the door, Drake's mouth dropped open, lifted me into his
arms and spun me around the room. When he set my feet back on the floor he
leaned over and planted a big kiss on my lips holding me to him so my
breasts rubbed on his chest. He placed his hands over them and fondled
them, cupped his palms under and lifted, getting a feel for them. His
actions were turning me on and I let out a soft moan, before he turned me
loose.

"Very nice, very nice indeed Teddy!" I checked out of the motel and on the
way to his condominium, I brought him up to date about myself. He said I
would be welcome to stay as long as I wanted with him. In our conversation,
he told me he was a Master Sergeant Major in the Marines, his buddies, Tom
and Jack were both Staff Sergeants/Drill Instructors, all three lived
together off base in the Condominium they three had purchased together. He
asked if that was going to pose a problem for me, as they always shared
everything, including their women, and I would be expected to love them all
equally if I stayed with them. I told him, anything you guys want I will
do, but I wanted to be with him, had actually fallen for him in
Sacramento. To get all three of them working me over every night was
something I could handle, but he was who I really loved - he was the one I
had fallen for and wanted to live with. I just came right out with it so he
would know I wanted him, not Tom or Jack.

He just let me talk non-stop, obviously so he would get an idea of what my
intentions were. I told him, I should be able to get a job right away.

He let me talk on that subject for just a short time, and then he cut me
off. "Stop girl, your making my head spin with all this talk about moving,
working. The three of us have already discussed the matter and decided that
you can stay as long as you like. We want to take care of you, pamper,
spoil and love you. We have no intention letting you work in this Sin
City. You would be eaten alive on the streets of Las Vegas, with all the
Johns, con artists, and the sex perverts running around. Young boys like
you are kidnapped every day, sold to Arab's on the black market, then
smuggled out of the country. It happens every day. We are going to protect
you from that girl. You will be our little girl, you hear now. There is no
way you are going to violate our rules if you move in with us.  Just know,
you will be on a tight leash for protection!"

I just laughed and answered, "I don't think it would be right to live there
without contributing. Also, I am a big girl now and think I can take care
of who gets me in bed Sergeant; my ass will be very busy and happy just
with you three big sexy marines. Three should be adequate to keep me lubed
and running smoothly - thank you!"

"Well girl, if your going to live with us, you have to live by our rules,
and rule #1 is you don't work, you run the house and take care us guys full
time - final! Rule #2 is you don't run around the strip in Las Vegas alone
without one of us with you. Rule #2 is you don't screw around on the side,
because we don't want to have to use rubbers. You will limit your sexual
activities to us alone! Those are the rules girl, take them or leave them!"

"Count me in Drake, only because I know I have to be with you no matter
what I have to do to be in your bed every night. I have dreamed of this for
4 years now, and you make it happen for me. Just looking at you gets me
excited. I know I love you physically, the compatibility thing we have yet
to explore!"

Drake took me directly to their pad, a very nice gated condominium complex
just off the strip in downtown Las Vegas. I thought to myself how
convenient it would be for me if I did eventually get a job along the
strip. I wouldn't even need a car with the bus system.  Drake gave me a
quick tour of the Condo, and then he took me down to the sauna, the hot
tub, the steam room, the swimming pool, and the exercise room. I thought,
no wonder these guys have muscles as they do. Look at all the equipment in
this place. When we got back to the Condo, Tom and Jack had arrived. The
three guys wasted no time in making me comfortable inspecting my
breasts. They got me all turned on to them by removing their shirts and
running around looking busy, flexing every muscle, knowing I was watching
their every move. I finally shouted, "Prick Teasers, all of you; now come
over here and let me smell of you and suck on some dick."

Drake answered, "Oh no girl, nothing until after dinner, Tom's turn to cook
tonight. In the future it will be your job Teddy, test your cooking
skills. You're our guest for tonight only girl! Now all we can hope for is
we get you so turned on by looking at us that you show us a good time
later." I grabbed at Drake and attempted unsuccessfully to get his dick
hard. He held my hands from fondling him, but did let me sniff at his bare
chest and pits. Finally, I just played with his upper torso on the sofa as
we waited for Tom to finish cooking dinner. Jack plopped down on the other
side of me; scooted up next to me and fondled my inner thigh as we three
sat watching the 6 o'clock news. After dinner the three of them made love
to me until the wee hours of the morning. Awesome sex machines.

After I took on the domestic chores, became the full time concubine to the
three hunks; they let me go out to certain areas on my own shopping - like
the supermarket. I still could not frequent the Strip without one of them
present. I called my parents and let them know where and how I was
doing. My dad insisted I come home, of course, but I told him I had found a
new place in life for myself and I was happy where I was.

Drake, Tom and Jack actually became the most important guys in my life once
they captured and took possession of my heart, soul, and my physical
body. I was getting plenty dick, as much as I could possibly ever want,
sometimes too much. They soon learned that I liked my sex on the rough and
tumble side, which suited them just fine. I got many spankings when I was
naughty. I loved to be dominated, and Drake was a pro at that. He even
dominated Tom and Jack to a certain degree. He didn't take any shit from
any of us. He would let us contribute and make suggestions, but he always
made the final decisions, especially for me. God surely created me to serve
these three black beauties.

I was very happy until all three airlifted over to Kuwait during Dessert
Storm. I stayed on, living in their condominium until that little fiasco
was over and done. I was devastated when they shipped Drake home to me in a
wooden box. Tom and Jack both suffered for a full year with respiratory
problems from some kind of chemical they had breathed. Two years later both
Tom and Jack died a horrible death resulting from that chemical
exposure. Before they died they had all their money, assets, including the
vehicles and the condominium transferred into my name, although both Tom
and Jack had relatives. I was smart enough to get a job in the accounting
department of the Sands Resort and Hotel, and made a few new friends from
work. Since men make much better money than women do, I took the job as a
Teddy, not Tami, wrapped my breasts down and presented myself as a man out
in public. I only was seen occasionally looking like a dike in a tee shirt
and shorts around the house or when shopping for something on weekends. My
breasts were never so large that I would have trouble hiding them.

That now has been not quite a year ago, but I still have not allowed myself
to start dating again. I just can't seem to get my life back on track
yet. I didn't just loose one of my men, I lost all three in a period of a
little over three years. My parents came and stayed with me for awhile, but
they couldn't stay here forever, so now all I have is me, a puppy and a
need for a man's love again. Friends have tried to set me up with a couple
of nice guys from work, and a couple of marine buddies of the guys have
tried to date me, but I'm not ready yet. It is going to take some more time
for healing. Damn, how I miss those three guys. They were my whole life,
and got taken away so quickly. I continued with the maintenance program to
keep me like a woman, but I still had not wanted to have the final
operation to convert totally to the status from Transvestite to
Transsexual. I was perfectly happy being half woman, half man.

A new beginning:

I finally, through pressure from my friends, accepted a date with one of
Drake's marine buddies, a Staff Sergeant and Drill Instructor. Alan had
constantly dropped by to see how I was doing and had been to dinner at the
house many times when my three men were still with me. He too was a big
handsome black guy whom all three of my guys had always said was straight
as an arrow. I felt that he just wanted to be a friend with me, being
straight, but had been keeping an eye on me trying to help me through my
difficult time. Sure enough, it was turning out just as I wanted it to,
strictly a platonic relationship.  We would go out to dinner, the theatre,
take rides on his Harley; never once did he make a sexual advance. I felt
very comfortable and safe around him. One day he asked me if I would be
interested in letting him rent one of my spare bedrooms. He explained, his
two roommates were being transferred, he could not afford the high rent on
his military salary, needed a place to live. He thought I might be able to
use some extra cash myself now that four incomes were not coming into the
house. After about a week of considering his proposal, I told him yes,
provided he could live by a set of house rules I had already typed up and
handed to him. He accepted the terms of my rental agreement. The following
weekend he move in with little more than his Toyota 4x4 Pickup, his Classic
Harley Davidson, his clothing, clock radio, electric raiser, toothbrush, a
few boxes of collectible old Comic Books, and a relatively new computer
system.

Since he didn't know how to cook, I continued doing all the shopping and
the cooking and we ate at home most of the time, as it was definitely
cheaper and better than restaurant cooking. Living together like we were, I
learned to know him well. He was definitely a loaner, didn't date much, but
some, was clean, and very smart. As we would sit and watch the game shows,
he would blast out the correct answers as fast as the TV host would ask
them. He spent a lot of time in his bedroom on the computer searching the
Internet, buying and selling old Comic Books and other related
memorabilia. He would seldom close his bedroom door, so I got to see him
quite a bit nude or running around in just a pair of boxer shorts or
running shorts and a jersey tank top. He too had tattoos, muscles and was
very pleasing on the eye. He was into building up and maintaining his
muscles just like my guys had been. He used the weight room, the spa, the
swimming pool and the steam room almost every day after he came from the
base while I was preparing dinner.

As he became more comfortable around me, he would not bother to cover
himself up. I would come home and find him nude watching TV on the sofa. I
said nothing, nor did he!  I definitely liked it and sometimes would have
to go in the bathroom and jack-off. Drake, Tom and Jack always ran around
the house nude, so I was certainly use to it. Not only was I use to it; I
loved it! However, my libido was going crazy. His beautiful black
sculptured body and good looks began to keep me excited most of the time
when he was parading his black ass around in front of me. He was having a
definite affect on me. I found myself attracted to him and started making
an effort to try to look and keep myself especially clean and pretty
again. I even went out and bought some new tighter clothing that would show
off my assets. I started letting my blond hair grow again and always let my
breasts loose the minute I got home each day. I wore my hair in a pony tail
most of the time, except at home I started letting it down. I kept watching
his reactions as I purposely brushed against him in the kitchen, or wiggled
my ass a bit when I knew he could see me. One day when I was in the shower
with the door cracked and everything steamed over, including the mirrors, I
happened to see movement from the corner of my eye. There was Alan standing
in the room nude, peering at me stroking a woody. He seemed to be in a
daze, not even realizing or caring if I saw him. Since you have to go
through my bedroom to get to my bathroom, I knew he had to have gone out of
his way to be here watching me. His bathroom is off the hallway, across
from the other two bedrooms. I wondered, "How long had he been standing
there watching me shower, wash my hair, bringing myself to total arousal
through fucking myself with a soapy finger? If that wasn't enough, then to
catch me putting the big black rubber dildo in me and bringing myself to a
raging climax must have been mind boggling for a straight guy. I had been
doing this since there was no man around to take care of my anal needs
almost every night, either in the shower or in bed. My shower escapade had
obviously turned him on! If not, were my eyes deceiving me? Was that
straight Alan there standing in my bathroom with a big stiff on playing
with himself? I think so!

I'm no dummy, so I just said, "Well don't just stand there Alan, come on
in!" He got red, hesitated, so I said, "Come on don't be bashful now and
I'll scrub your back and other special places for you. Come on now, in you
come!" He shook his head as if he was coming out of a trance, stepped
forward into the glass enclosure with me and just stood there paralyzed,
one hand holding his Ebony, the other reaching for my long blond silky
hair. I didn't want to loose him at this point; so, I grabbed him around
the waist, pulled him right up against my wet body, and spun us both
around. The showerhead was spraying over his shoulders running down over
his back, chest and nipples. I wasted not a second, wrapped my one hand
around his cock, lay my lips on his left nipple and worked them both, one
with my lips and tongue, the other with my fingers and palm. He just lay
back against the shower wall letting the warm water spray down over his
head, face, cascading down over my golden locks. He moaned softly, put one
hand over each side of my head and moved it to his other nipple where I
suckled, continuing to squeeze and kneed his Ebony.

"You like that, don't you big guy?" "Sure you do, it feels so good!" "I'm
going downstairs now and show you how much I want you to make love to me!"
I dropped slowly to my knees, running my tongue along the front of his
beautiful torso until my nose was in his bush and his cock was pressed
against the side of my neck pulsating to his heart beat. He was hard, but
the foreskin still hung up on the edge of his massive head glands, it was
so big. I was surprised it had grown so large from what I had been
observing when he was flaccid reclined on the sofa or walking around. I
guessed him to be a good 12 inches, and very thick. The head was huge, so
huge the foreskin had to squeeze it to be pulled down on to the shaft. I
began slowly licking then sucking on just the head, carefully pulling the
foreskin down off the edges of the head glands. Oh fuck, those glands were
monuments and rolled up and out exposed for my tongue to tickle and
tantalize. It was beautiful, hard to put out of my view, knowing I had to
cover it all with my lips and tongue. He was far too big to swallow. I
barely was able to get him over my tongue and to the back of my mouth. I
kept gagging, but eventually found I could work about half the shaft and
the head with my mouth and tongue. The other half I stroked with my hand in
time with my action on the upper half. I would be able to get this monster
to give me a load of hot juice using this method.

"Oh fuck Bertie, that feels so good!" "I'm going to cum baby!" "Here it
cum!" His legs were trembling as he shot a load into my mouth that I
couldn't even begin to get all down no matter how quickly I swallowed with
my mouth full of that huge cock. His juice was coming out both sides of my
mouth and trickling down my chin on to my chest. "Bertie, that was
awesome!" He was still raging with hard-on so I motioned him to slide down,
sit on the tile floor, and put his legs out. I straddled his waist and
lowered my ass over his huge dick and let it slide up into me just a little
at a time until I was sitting with his pub's pressed against my bottom
lobes. I slowly began to bob up and down over that monster. It was so huge,
each time it rubbed over my prostrate gland it sent wonderful chills of
pleasure through me and caused me to moan. The pleasure became so intense
for me I just gave in to my lust and bounced on it until he once again
flashed another big load up into me, causing me to shoot all over his neck,
chest and stomach. I swear I shocked him into total submission.

He helped me up to my feet and planted a big wet kiss right on my lips,
smiled and went about cleaning up the front of himself in the shower
spray. Then he turned and stepped out, dried himself, and sat on the toilet
seat and watched me finish in the shower. When I got out to dry, he was
waiting with my towel in his hand. He handed it to me, then returned to sit
and watch me from his seat. Even though he was making me very nervous, I
pretended he wasn't there and went about my business, drying, then drying
my hair, blow drying, and brushing it until I was ready to dress. At that
point he got up, left the room and went about his business.

When I entered the kitchen to start dinner, he was watching the news on TV,
still nude.  Before tonight, he always put on at least shorts and a tee
shirt for dinner. Not tonight, he came to the dinner table nude and I
watched his flaccid dick rise and fall each time I blew a kiss at it
through the glass top table. He would just smile, blush, then go back to
eating.  After I was all done with cleaning up and putting the dirty dishes
in the dishwasher, I went and started to sit down in a chair across from
him to watch WWE (World Wrestling Entertainment) which he was
turned. Before I planted my ass in that chair, he patted the sofa cushion
next to him and motioned me to sit next to him. He immediately smiled at
me; put his arm around me and pulled me up close then went back to watching
the TV.  This made me somewhat nervous, as I still didn't know what was
running through his mind. I knew I had to get him to talk about what had
happened, but he just kept his eyes glued to the TV. I finally thought if I
nestled into him and planted a few kisses on him he may react in some way.

Sure enough! When I started to fondle him he took my hand away, but his
dick continued to rise off the cushion without any further stimulation from
me. Then it settled back down and plaid dead again nestled in the safety of
the cushion. I tried rubbing his chest and stomach running my palms over
his nipples and up it came again until his breath quickened and he took my
one hand and put it back on his cock. I could see he was fighting the
desires that were building up within him. He finally just lay his head over
on my shoulder and let it happen again. I knelt on my knees between his
spread legs and brought him to another climax as he fondled and ran his
fingers through my long golden hair and fondling my breasts and nipples.

"What is happening to me Teddy?" I cannot keep my eyes off you lately, if
you have not noticed! Fuck, I'm not gay, but you are so pretty and good to
me, I just had to see you nude so I have been watching you in the shower
for over a week now. When I watched you do all those things today, I was so
turned on, so horny for you, I wanted to be in there with you. It is all so
crazy; I don't understand what is happening to me to have these feelings
for you now! Drake always said you were special and he loved you the first
time he met you at the State Fair in Sacramento you know! He said you were
better than any woman he had ever been! Well, I can see what he meant now!
I don't know how may times he told me women were for making babies, but
young pretty men were for making love. Well, you are young, and certainly
very pretty Bertie."

"That's all right Alan, let's just take it one day at a time and not try to
analyze everything that you are feeling, OK! If I make you feel good, just
enjoy and you will know in time if you still have sexual feelings for
me. Maybe it is just a passing fancy and you will no longer feel like you
want to let me do what we did together today." I gave him a big squeeze and
left the room so I could pull myself back together, because what I really
wanted to do was make an anal connection with him again. I thought about it
for awhile and decided to let him make the next move.

I rejoined him in the living room, as WWE was finishing after fixing a big
bowl of popcorn. He switched to the History Channel for awhile, then to
Comedy Central. About 10:00 he switched to the news, then yawned, turned
off the tube and headed for bed. I stayed up for another half-hour
puttering in the kitchen. Then I locked up, turned off the lights and
headed for bed. When I got to my bedroom he was sound asleep in my bed. I
made my way to the bathroom, shut the door and prepared my self for a
possible anal penetration making myself clean and tidy. I greased myself up
then made my way into bed. He was lying on his side, so I just scooted up
with my putt against his "You know what" and tried to drop off to sleep. It
was not too long and he stirred, threw his arm over me and I felt his
manhood harden against my derrière. His lips were against my neck
licking and sucking like a baby trying to nurse on mamma. I reached around
behind me and guided him into me. He just moaned as I sucked him into my
warmth. Then I began slowly working my ass in and out over him until he
took over and started to take over and really give me some dick. He kept
getting rougher until he was pounding my ass and biting on my neck and
shoulder. He worked his fingers up and pinched on my nipples until I had to
tell him, "Easy on the nipples Alan!"

"Sorry Bertie, too rough huh!" "Thought you liked it that way."

"I do Big Guy, but not that rough on the nipples!" "Now fuck me as rough as
you want!"

He went to town on my bottom again until he shouted, "I'm going to skeet
baby!" He stiffened, made a final plunge and deposited a hot load up into
me, causing me to climax.  My muscles milked him dry.

"Just leave it in me Alan, you may want to do it again before long; it
doesn't seem to be getting soft." He chuckled, left it buried. As big as he
was, it wasn't going anywhere, even if it went flaccid.  Sure enough, he
gave me another go, but this time it went on for a much longer time before
he stiffened and shot me his load.  We both dropped off to sleep until
early morning, at which time I awakened with Alan pumping me again. It made
me all excited inside and we both eventually reached another early morning
climax together.  Damn I like it first thing in the morning. He must too,
as he was especially hot and left little bite marks all over my shoulders
during that early morning romp. Yea, it truly was delightful - the events
of last night and this morning. I just nestled back against him and counted
my blessings that this worked out for us both.

I could not go back to sleep, and it was only 4:00am, knowing that he would
be up by 5:00am and off to the base by 6:00am, as he was every morning. My
head just whirled with thoughts. Was the fact that he was in his early 40's
and I only 23 going to pose a problem for him? It didn't with Drake, Tom or
Jack who were all in their 40's. Was the fact that he was straight going to
pose any big problems for him? Hell, I think Drake, Tom and Jack were
basically straight until I came into their life that night in Sacramento;
at least that is what they all had told me at the time I moved in with
them. The fact that I had become a bit effeminate since living with the
three guys must not bother him or he would never have moved in with me. I
concluded, I would just have to let him decide if he wanted to continue
having sex with me on his own. However, I was going to use every trick in
my evil little mind to hook and reel him into my nest permanently.

At 5:00am my clock radio started playing music, his feet hit the floor and
he headed for the kitchen to make a cup of instant coffee to take with him
to the hallway bathroom, his usual early morning routine. However, he left
the bathroom door open as he showered, shaved and readied to leave for the
base, humming to the music still coming from the radio on my
nightstand. I'd never heard him do this before, so wondered if he was
feeling as good as I was this early morning. Obviously so, as when I stood
nude in the doorway of his bathroom admiring his nude body, he turned and
smiled at me and said, "Morning Bertie - like what you see girl?" I just
smiled, nodded YES, as I licked my lips at him!  "Don't you think I'm a bit
old for you girl?" I just shook my head NO, blew a kiss at him and headed
for the kitchen for a cup of coffee.

I was standing at the kitchen island munching on Danish and drinking coffee
when he came with his empty cup to put in the sink. He saw that I had made
a pot of brewed coffee and decided to have another with me. When he spotted
the box with another Danish he grabbed it and put it to his mouth. "Mmmm
good - fresh and sweet, just like you girl!" He stood behind me and ate his
sweet roll, sipping on his coffee, peering down at my nude ass. He said,
"Girl, your getting this big Niger all hard just looking at you! I got to
get my ass out of here or be putting a big wet spot in my britches." He
headed for the sink, rinsed out his cup, washed the sticky off his fingers,
dried with a paper towel and popped me a good one on the ass. "Give me a
kiss and I'm off to hard labor honey!" I turned and he planted a nice juicy
one right on my lips. "What time your get off work tonight, aren't you on
day shift today?"

"Yes, I should be home around 6:00pm." "Why?"

"How's we go out to dinner tonight, then maybe a movie, OK - my treat -
Italian OK?"

"It's Friday and everything will be packed. I was thinking to barbecue
those New York Steaks in the freezer, a baked potato, a green salad, and
maybe even a bottle of red wine and me for dessert. Interested?"

"Wouldn't miss it girl - It's a date then!" He popped me a good one on the
ass and headed for the door. "See you around 6:00pm girl!"

My shift ended early, around 4:00pm. I had time to stop by and pick up
something new to wear that I found quite sexy on the way home from work. I
found in the woman's department of Macys Department Store a pink and white
silk blouse, along with a pair of darker pink shiny nylon skin-tight Speedo
bicycle shorts in the sports department. All excited, I rushed home, did
the usual preparations for dinner, then took a long, hot, bubble bath after
I purged myself with my enema kit a couple of times. I donned my new pink
outfit, dabbed a bit of Chanel#5 Eau de Cologne per Monsieur, the expensive
stuff, on my ears, neck, around my nipples and other personal areas,
thinking "Just a drop will do yaw!" I used the hot iron to curl my hair so
it would flow just the way I wanted, put on just a trace of eye shadow, a
Very light shade of pink lipstick and looked at myself in the mirror. I
thought, "Perfect, not the least bit overdone, but quite sexy, if I do say
so myself!"

I was in the patio, stoking the briquettes when Alan stepped on to the
patio, which was quite private, since the boys had put up the six-foot
redwood fence. The border shrubs and trees had all grown tall enough to
make it completely private, a little personal hidden garden area with the
barbecue, a round glass umbrella table, rot iron chairs and potted
plants. He startled me, as I had not heard him come out the French door. I
jumped when he grabbed me around the waist from behind and put his nose in
my hair. He held on tightly and said, "Mmmm Bertie, you smell good enough
to eat girl!" He spun me around facing him, got a big smile on his
face. "Fuck, you are beautiful, prettier than any woman I have ever dated!"
"Give this old Niger some sugar!" He put his lips on mine and I just melted
in his arms. He could see he dazzled me by his action. He held me until I
was steady on my feet again. Then he put a hand on my ass, gave it a firm
squeeze and headed back into the house, I supposed to get out of his
Uniform.

I put the steaks on and when he came out on the patio, again he only had on
his birthday suit. He was the most handsome shade of black one can imagine
in the sunlight. His buzz cut and big mustache made him look like a
middle-aged model for a Gentlemen's Quarterly magazine cover. He asked me
if he could help me with anything. I asked him to put something on or I
wouldn't be able to eat, then to bring out the green salad from the
refrigerator, the baked potatoes from the oven as the steaks looked almost
perfect and we could eat. He came out in a pair of tight faded Wranglers
that showed off his big dick to the maximum, especially since he had it
stretched down his inner thigh to further tantalize me.

"Alan, you might have just stayed nude. Just look at that thing hanging
down you thigh is even sexier that being fully exposed. You're a rascal of
the first class!"

"I just thought you might like it! Am I telepathic or what?" He gave me a
sly grin and laugh as I sat his plate with the steak in front of him,
leaned over and gave his dick a big squeeze.

"Be careful, that plate is very hot big guy, wouldn't want you to burn your
fingers and put them out of commission." I planted a quick kiss on his bare
shoulder. "Now eat your dinner so I can get my dessert for cooking you such
a fine meal!" I started to put my dish down across the table from him and
sit down.

"Pull your chair over here next to me, I can't smell you way over there
girl!" I hesitated with what I suppose was a dumb look on my face. "Come on
girl, get you butt over here next to me pronto!" "If you're going to be my
woman, you need to learn to take orders from the Sergeant!"

"Does that mean I'm going to be your woman Sergeant? Please say YES!" He
put his hand on my thigh, gave me a squeeze.

"Ever since I first saw you Bertie, I wanted you, but you were taken. I
knew it would take time for you to get over your three men, but I am a
patient man. YES Bertie, I have loved you from the day I first saw you over
4 years ago now." The words flowed out of him as if he had rehearsed them
for nearly that long too. I sat my fork in my plate, leaned over and
wrapped my arm around him.

"I love you too Alan, more than even I realized until last night." "Just
don't plan on skipping out on me in the middle of a war going on
somewhere!"

"Baby, I can retire with 30 years service at full retirement in 8 months,
then we can start a real life together, do some traveling, and do anything
we want as long as you continue to want me. I am not claiming to never
having a guy want to blow me before, but you are the first guy, or woman
either for that matter, that has ever been able to get me to skeet with
their mouth. They couldn't even fit the head of this big ugly monster of
mine in their mouths without scraping teeth all over it, which made it
impossible for me to enjoy or get me excited enough to get off.  Then when
I put my dick in that hot tight ass of yours, I knew it was hotter,
tighter, and better than any pussy I have ever had. I knew last night that
you were the one for me Bertie. I love you so much your all I could think
about all day today at work and could hardly wait to get home to you. Tell
me again baby that you love me. I still can't believe I can be this lucky
to have you wanting me."

"Oh Alan, you truly are one of a kind! Just love me and treat me as if your
woman and I know we can be happy together. When I am around a real man like
you, I tend to get effeminate. I can play the straight guy out in public,
but it seems I keep getting more effeminate all the time around the house,
no matter how hard I try to act differently. If that is going to bother
you, let me know and I will try to tame it down, OK! I know some guys don't
like it and I don't really know how you feel about it yet."

"Baby girl, you can act as pretty and effeminate as you want, you are
breathtaking, even go in drag if you want at home or on the street. You are
prettier than most young women are, even without makeup, all you need is a
good female wardrobe and I would feel comfortable with you anywhere. What
else could a guy ask for? However, baby, don't ever let me catch you with
another man, I'm a very possessive guy and not quite sure how crazy I would
get, OK! I expect you to stay faithful to me - understand!"

"Wouldn't want it any other way, unless you say differently when some of
your friends come around. You do realize I was servicing three grown men
for some time without any difficulty. I require a lot of sex once I am
turned on big guy, but you are the boss and I will follow your lead. I can
always take care of my needs with my nice black dildo when you are away
playing soldier boy now and then. You saw me in action last night, so you
know I can get all I need all by myself if need be."

"Yea, I know all about self sexual gratification baby - been doing it for
years through necessity, but not no more now that I have a hot little girl
to come home to every night.  Ready for your dessert now baby? Come and get
it, daddy's been packing a load for you all day!" He slid his chair back
away from the table, opened up the front of his Wranglers, whipped his
whole package, balls and all out into view, spread his legs and said, "It's
all for you baby, dessert time!" He only had to tell me once! I put the two
big potholders I used on the hot plates on the ground in front of him,
dropped on my knees on them and worked for my reward. Alan put his hands
clasp behind his head. It wasn't long and his balls pulled up tight against
his crotch, so I knew dessert was forthcoming.

"OH SUCK IT GIRL, DESSERT IS SERVED!" He dumped a big juicy Friday evening
treat down over my tongue, pure protein, truly, one tasty delight! Good
thing I held on, as five seconds later a second load followed as big as the
first. "Damn girl, that was the best; come up here and give me a kiss so I
can taste of dessert too!"

I looked up from where I had my head lay in his crotch hair sniffing his
aromas and said, "Does that mean you don't want any Toasted Almond Breyer's
Ice Cream then?" I put my face back in his bush and just became part of his
wonderful scent.

"Maybe later baby! Right now, I just want to sit here, play with your hair,
and smell you.  Oh my, what a lucky guy I am to have such a pretty young
blue eyed blond like you to make love to my manhood. You really like it
down there don't you baby; it's all yours from now on! Enjoy my pretty
one!" I gave his cock a soft nip that startled him and made him jump from
shock, not pain.

"If you help me cart this stuff inside, I'll clean up and you can relax for
awhile because I have a sneaking feeling I am going to keep you busy again
tonight! Don't even think about taking a shower though, I want you
a-la-natural, you smell wonderful just as you are now!"

Alan was stretched out on the sofa catching a couple of winks when I
finished up cleaning up the barbecue grill, the kitchen, and started the
dishwasher. I though I best just let him sleep for awhile, since he is 43
years old and his job is physically challenging each day. I was in the
bedroom reorganizing some of my drawers and closet, making room for some of
the new clothing I had recently purchased. I was also weeding out some of
the stuff I wanted to go to the goodwill that had been Drakes. I was
holding and sniffing on his leather motorcycle jacket when Alan walked in
rubbing his stomach with one hand and his eyes with the other.

"You should get rid of that stuff girl, it's not healthy, your mourning
period is over!" He took the jacket from me, threw it in a pile of other
clothing on the floor I had pulled from the closet that was Drake's, put
his arms around me and hugged me to him tightly. I immediately broke into
tears. "That's all right baby, I know it's hard to put that behind you and
get on with your life, but the time has come. I'm here now for you baby! If
you want, I'll go through and the closet and clear out his stuff for you
tomorrow and take it all to the goodwill for you. It has to go baby!"

"You have any idea how many times I have taken that jacket and other things
of his to bed with his scent on them since he is gone Alan? I just can't
seem to get rid of it all; it's as much part of me as it was he. I was able
to get rid of all Tom and Jack's clothing and stuff right after the
funerals, but I just haven't been able to do it with Drake's. YES, I know
it has to go! Tomorrow we will do it together!"

"I know how hard it is to do baby, I know! I hope you can feel that way
about me too someday! Why don't you start getting use to my smell; maybe it
will help. Here, put your nose on daddy and sniff away girl! Better now?"
He moved my nose to his left armpit and I nestled in like it was a safe
place and just drank in his wonderful aroma. "That's my girl, daddy is here
for you now, don't cry baby, You don't have to be sad and lonely any more!
Baby, when you get lonely and feeling sad, from now on, grab something from
my closet that has my scent on it, like my leather jacket. Retrain yourself
to my scent and I think it may help, OK!" He lifted me into his arms, and
put me down on the bed and told me to rest a few minutes. He turned and
picked up Drake's leather jacket and the other pile of his clothing and
left the room with them. When he returned I was up and in the bathroom
washing my face with cool water. I turned and looked at him and smiled.

"You better baby? How about a big bear hug for Daddy!" I just rushed to
him, threw my arm around him and put my head up for a kiss! He leaned over
and gave me sugar, put his two big paws down on my ass cheeks and said,
"Let's go in on the sofa and watch some TV, it's only 8:30pm.