Date: Mon, 22 Feb 2021 12:46:22 +0000
From: J a skehan <jaskejr@hotmail.com>
Subject: bivuoac 5

Bivuoac 5

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We awoke a tangled mess at dawn. It was the fifth day of the troubles.
Things had pretty much quieted down in the city. The local police, state
troopers, and the national guard were in charge and seen all over the
city. The curfew was still enforced but grocery stores were now open with
limited hours and food delivery was normal. Gil was the first one up. I
was spooned against Parker's backside. I felt Gil move behind me with
his own stiff cock poised at my hole. I moaned as he pushed into me and
whispered "Time to wake up sleepy head." I moaned and pushed back on
his cock. He slowly penetrated my hole just as Parker moved his ass to my
own morning wood. We lay connected for 15 minutes as each of us reached
our first orgasm of the day. It was a wonderful way to start any day.

We three grabbed our pants, dressed, and headed for the boys locker room
and showers. The showers were busy with about ten men rushing to start
their day. Gil greeted the men cheerfully. Parker and I were still groggy
and muttered greetings. I was awake enough to notice that many of the men
were unashamedly showing their morning wood. The variety of cocks was
amazing- pink, black, brown. It was all a reflection of the men in
uniform. I recognized a few of the local police and state troopers among
them. I guessed that they too had bunked down in the school for the
night. I wondered if any of them had enjoyed themselves as we had last
night?

After a quick meal Gil and I went up to the command center on the top
floor. We were briefed on the status of the city. Over 800 people had
been arrested, most for looting or curfew violations. It was quiet for
now. Gil made a phone call on the landline. He turned to me and asked
"We will be here for a few more days. But I guess that you might want to
go home for a change of cloths?" I knew that the two day's worth of
cloths I'd brought needed washing and replacement. I agreed that it was
a good idea. Gil called down to Parker on the intercom to get us a jeep
and be ready to leave in 20 minutes. I went to retrieve my things and
found that the ever thoughtful Parker had packed then in a duffle bag.

Parker would be our driver and I gave him directions to my home,
commenting quietly for him to remember them for future reference. He
smiled at me knowing what I meant. The normally twenty minute drive took
twice as long since there was much damage. The hulks of burned our
vehicles were everywhere. Every few blocks we were stopped at road blocks
by armed troops or police. Finally, we reached my neighborhood. It was
pretty much untouched by the rioters.

We parked in my driveway. Parker lugged the duffle into the house. I
noticed that the fridge was opened and had been cleaned out. I guessed
Neal, my neighbor, had really decided that it was in dire need. I dumped
my cloths in the washing machine and invited Gil and Parker to add their
own to the pile. They very promptly did so. Now here we were three naked
men in my laundry room. Not being shy, Gil walked up behind me and
whispered "How long will the wash take? Do you feel frisky?" Not
waiting for an answer Parker knelt in front of me and pulled my cock to
his mouth. Gil nibbled my neck and worked his hands to my ass. My cock
woke in Parker's mouth and he moaned. Gil pulled me away and turned me
to lean on the washing machine. Parker got down squeezing between my body
and the machine to resume nursing on my cock. Gil knelt behind me, his
tongue moistening my hole. In no time at all I was primed and ready to be
taken again.

What we didn't notice was that we had an audience. Neal, my muscular,
black neighbor and his 17 year old son, Dwain, were at the screen door
staring at my defilement. Both were dressed in tank tops and cargo
shorts. Dwain was actively rubbing his crotch as he and his dad smiled at
each other watching the three men engaged in hot sex. Neal unbuttoned his
cargo shorts letting them drop to the floor as he walked in. Dwain was
already naked at that point. His black cock dripping with his own juices
just like his dad's.

I opened my eyes to see the two of them naked in the doorway. Neal was
divorced from his wife when his son was only ten. He'd raised the boy as
a single parent. His strong muscled body built from years in the Marines
was in contrast to his son's lean, muscled body from years of
soccer.Both their uncut cocks were standing at attention. Gil paused when
he noticed me staring. I laughed saying "Neal and Dwain I'd like you to
meet two of the guard members who are protecting the city." Neal shook
his hard dick saying "Happy to meet you." Parker crawled out from under
me and over to Dwain. He looked up at the muscled, black teen asking for
permission. The boy nodded and said "Dude we were worried about you. I
guess that you were being well taken care of." While he talked Parker
inhaled the teen cock sucking eagerly on his new toy. Dwain said "Dude,
it's like Christmas all over again." Neal walked over to me, his
dripping cock swinging in front of him. He bent down to kiss me. Gil
resumed fucking as Neal raised up and offered me his cock. I wasted no
time and latched on to the offered tool.

Gil increased his motion now that he had an audience. He fucked like a
mad man. My poor hole was glad for him. He needed to show the world that
he owned this ass. Neal moaned and muttered "Brother, you're doing just
fine on his ass. I've wanted to have that for so long." Gil stopped and
said "OH, he's one fine piece believe me." I moaned knowing what would
happen next. Gil pulled out and nodded to Neal. Neal quickly took his
place at my hole. Neal's thick, ten inch cock was poised at my entrance.
Gil moved and leaned in to kiss me. Just then Neal began the assault on
my hole. My colon grabbed his invading monster. I moaned into Gil's kiss
as inch after inch began the invasion.

Meanwhile seeing his dad in action spurred Dwain on. He moved Parker to
lean next to me. Using only spit he lubed the poor boy's hole and his
own dick. He was hot to fuck an ass and pushed all the way into the
young, white boy's hole. He was buried to the root. Parker yelled out as
the teen's own ten inches plugged him. Soon Parker's pain turned to an
intense pleasure as the boy began a slow, well practiced fuck. Dwain was
no stranger to white boys' holes. He'd taken many of the soccer team
members to his bedroom before. He knew how to give them the pleasure of
his inches. His dad had suspected as much. But he never interfered hoping
that it was a phase. But his son soon learned at a tight athlete's hole
was far better than any loose pussy. The boys of his team soon spread the
word that Dwain was a master cockman.  He knew how to bring the most
pleasure to any straight boy. Practice often was followed by visits with
at least two team members begging to have some extra time with the
strong, black cock. Neal couldn't help but notice the wet spots on the
backs of the boys' uniform pants when they left his house. He often
wondered what it would be like to join in with his son and his team
mates.

Now Neal could watch Dwain plow the young guard member as he plowed
Chris. Gil offered Parker his own cock to suck and keep him quiet while
Dwain fucked him. He looked over just as Neal's moaning let him know
that he was close. Gil knew that soon he'd be using Neal's load as lube
when he filled Chris. His own cock dripped in anticipation. The scene was
wilder than any he had ever imagined. Five men, horny and with needs,
fucking and being filled with each other's cum. Dwain was the first to
nut. He screamed as he felt his load fill the young man's needy ass. He
fell forward on Parker's back still pumping his potent cum in the
willing boy.

Neal, hearing his son scream, pulled out of Chris. His cock was still
spurting and pushed his son away. He shoved the spurting cock into
Parker. Parker screamed at the new invader knowing that now the dad was
adding his own sperm to his son's filling his man pussy to over flowing.
Chris had no time to ponder the situation as Gil plowed into the cum
filled hole that Neal had just vacated. With a mighty scream and a deep
shove he added his own load to Neal's.

Now Parker and Chris were the only two who had not unloaded. Chris
mounted Parker's just vacated hole as Dwain knelt to suck Parker's pink
cock. Dwain savored the cock, just as he had those of his team mates. His
expertise at sucking was quickly rewarded with a load of the white boy's
own cum. He knew that someday he would share the thrill of this with his
own dad. The five men all paused to recover. They sat on the floor, naked
and sexually satisfied. Chris invited his guests to share his oversized
shower. This turned out to be another turn on and a second wet round took
place. This time there was nothing to clean up. By now the cloths were
dry and the neighbors had departed. Dressed in freshly washed cloths and
with a few extra days of clothing the three departed for the school. Each
one of them knew that this was not the end. Gil knew that his feelings
for Chris and Parker had turned something on inside him. He felt a need
to be close to them and to protect them. Chris had made it clear that
after this assignment he would welcome them both to his bed.

On the way back they discussed the possibility of seeing each other
again. It was possible since they all lived withing 30 minutes of each
other. I knew that the three of us had built a bond. I also knew that now
my next door neighbors would become regular visitors to my bed. Dwain was
a typical teen horn dog, always with a ready hardon. Neal was more
relaxed. Both seemed to enjoy the mini-orgy at my house. Parker had
admitted that it was his first orgy. He was impressed with the variety of
cocks available to him. When we were alone in my office Gil had confessed
that he thought we might be able to build something as a couple. He
wanted to give it a try. My emotions were off the chart. Here I was
resigned to spending my life alone and suddenly finding out that there
were other options for me. I told Gil that all of this was very new for
me. I needed time to digest it all. But I also confessed to enjoy being
with him. He suggested that he might arrange some weekend visits where we
would exchange visits to each others' homes.

Parker also had some ideas. He enjoyed having his dream of being with Gil
fulfilled. But inside he knew that all of this was new to him. His future
as a nurse left him with a world of job possibilities. He asked me if I
thought that we might be room mates when he completed his degree and
found a local job. I explained that he would probably want to experiment
with other men before he settled on one man as a lover. B.ut I had to
admit that living alone had been very empty for me. I also explained that
I might have feelings for Gil. He understood all of that and promised to
think about his future. He knew that he didn't want to return to his
parents' rural home life. The world was an open adventure for him.

After things in the city had calmed down my life returned to normal. The
school system and the city decided that they needed a full time emergency
coordinator. I was pressed to fill the job. My new life and schedule was
filled with planning sessions, speeches, and conferences. Gil transferred
to the local guard unit and easily found a job in the city. Of course, he
moved in with me. Our third partner, Parker, graduated and found a job at
a local clinic. We rapidly became a functioning gay household. We invited
our neighbors over frequently for dinner and play time.

At one point gay marriage became legal in the state. Gil and I had a
small ceremony with the local judge presiding. Dwain grew into a man
whose gay side became the norm. He took to seeing Parker a lot. I was
sure that parker enjoyed visiting their home. I could hear them late at
night as he was well used by both father and son. I enjoyed waking each
morning with Gil spooned behind me. His cock was always buried in its
nice warn home, my hole. Over the years our neighborhood became more gay
as older couples moved to warmer climes, gay couples replaced them. Quite
a few of my old students came out, seeking advice from their old teacher.
It wasn't paradise but close to it.