Date: Tue, 10 May 2011 22:15:43 -0400 (EDT)
From: dastardlyd3@aol.com
Subject: Surprise Guest, Chapter 15

TO THE READER:

This story contains details of sex between consulting adult males.  If this
is illegal literature for you to read because of your age, or the laws of
where you live, please stop reading now.


Surprise Guest

Chapter Fifteen

    Ralph awoke wrapped around Jean, his left arm over Jean's body,
touching Bob.  It felt good to him to be with the men he loved, to have a
new life, all because he met Jean.

    He thought back to those empty years when he went to work every day,
did his job as best he could, even as the school population was falling off
and he could see the days of the school were numbered.

    He remembered how he came home every night to the empty house, seeing
living room furniture Louise had chosen, the pictures on the walls she had
selected to go with the furniture, even the dishes she liked so much.  Many
was the day he came into the living room, was reminded that Louise was no
longer sharing his life, and he sobbed.  He would begin to cry, have to sit
down, and, when his tears had all been shed, strip off his work clothes,
and find some small chore to do around the house so he didn't have to think
of his loss.

    His life had ceased to have any joy.  He had tried hard to keep a smile
on his face, but it was only an act.  Inside he felt empty.  When the
school closed, and he retired, he continued to exercise regularly.  Then he
began to walk from one end of town to the other.  His circuit brought him
to empty buildings which once had stores, a beauty parlor, a barber shop, a
gas station, all the things a busy village has.  But, they were gone.  His
feeling of emptiness grew.

    That morning when he had nothing to eat in the house, no paper, and a
great need to get out, he went to Mary's Coffee Shop, and there Helen
helped him begin to crawl out of his deep pit of longing.  He began to eat
breakfast at Mary's every morning, to read the San Francisco Chronicle,
and, again, to keep up with his Giants.

    Then Jean came into his life, and he began to feel he had a purpose, a
reason to go on living.  He looked forward to each day to spend with Jean.
Laughter came to him often now.  Just knowing that Jean was in his life
gave him reason to chuckle, a happy sound that replaced the emptiness.

    Bob began to stir, and so did Jean.  Each stretched and looked at
Ralph.  "How long have you been awake," Jean asked.

    "Not very long.  I was just 'counting my blessings', like the words in
the old song," Ralph replied.  "Two weeks ago I was a lonely, old widower
with nothing to look forward to, no friends to share it if I did, and so
depressed I couldn't see light in sunshine.  Now, I have friends, I have my
wonderful Jean and Bob, and a new life.  I am blessed."  He rose up and
kissed each man.

    Jean arose and said, "Well, I have many blessings to count, along with
a full bladder, and we all have work to do.  It's already past 7:30 a.m.,
time to get moving."

    Jean led the procession of men into the bathroom.  Three managed to
stand close together around the toilet while emptying their bladders.

    "I'll get coffee started, and you two get cleaned up.  No time for
fooling around this morning."  Ralph and Bob groaned, then got out their
shaving equipment, shaved, then showered and dressed for the day.  Ralph
remembered to go to the driveway to collect the San Francisco Chronicle and
the Salinas Californian.  Bob helped assemble breakfast, and Jean got to
shave and shower.

    All three came together at the table, sipped their coffee and ate their
cereal.  Bob said, "I should call my supervisor.  This is my last day of
leave.  I need to know my schedule.  I don't even know what shift I'll be
on."

    "I need to get to the farm before 9:00 a.m. so I can be prepared for
Sean and Juan.  I have some more ideas for work to be done, and I need to
see if there's anything we need to add to what we shall tell Carlos to do.

    While Jean got dressed, Bob called his supervisor, who told him he was
needed back at work today, right now, for something big.  Bob told Jean and
Ralph that he had to get ready for work at once, and left the kitchen.  In
a very short time, he was back, kissed and hugged both Ralph and Jean, then
darted out the door to his job.

    "Well, we had better get going too, if we don't want to keep Juan and
Sean waiting.  Ralph, let's take a pen and some paper for writing down
things we want to tell Carlos.  Let's take a tape measure also, so we can
see if we have the dimensions we want for the work Carlos is to do."

    It was another beautiful day as they drove to the farm.  Ralph thought
The Salinas Valley in Summer can be sunny, smell refreshing, and your body
just tingles with energy.  He looked forward to getting the house
thoroughly cleaned.  Then he would join Jean in the vineyard.  He couldn't
claim to be much of a gardener, but he could, at the very least, cut off
the dead blossoms on the rose bushes.

    Ralph worked hard on the cleaning, and felt he had the house looking
good, all except for the area that was damaged by fire.  That would have to
be done by the construction crew.  He was about to lock up when he heard a
knock at the open front door and a voice saying, "Is that you, Ralph?  I
heard that you were together with Jean now and helping out in the fixing
up."

    "Albert, you old son of a gun.  I haven't seen you in ages.  What are
you doing down in this neck of the woods?"  Ralph put out his hand to shake
Albert's hand, but Albert bypassed Ralph's hand and wrapped his arms around
Ralph and gave him a hug.

    "Ralph, after I retired, I met Victor, dated him, and finally moved in
with him.  We are officially partners.  I'd like you to meet him.  He works
for the county in the County Recorder's Office.  He'll be off work around 5
p.m.  We live just down the road a few houses.  Maybe you and Jean would
like to come to dinner at our house tonight, or if that doesn't work out,
some night soon."

    "Gee, I don't know Albert.  We have a deputy sheriff staying with us,
and I wouldn't want to impose on you."

    "It's no problem, Ralph.  With our sizable garden and a big freezer,
we've always got plenty of food to cook.  Who is the deputy?  Maybe I know
him."

    "He's Bob White.  His partner, Roy, died in an accident, and we took
Bob in.  He's only been with us a week, but we feel he's part of the
family."

    "Where's Jean?  I haven't seen him in a long time, probably since one
of his uncle's parties.  They were lots of fun, and could be pretty wild."

    "Jean's working in the vineyard.  Sean and Juan are working with him.
Do you know them?"

    "Sure do, Ralph.  Sean was everybody's bottom, and a good one.  I can
attest to that.  I've had him several time.  I remember that when he and
Juan got together, Sean was on his best behavior.  No more sucking cock or
being fucked.  Too bad.  He was a hot fuck."

    They started to the vineyard, Albert reminiscing about the times he
sucked and fucked many party guests at Jean's uncle's home.

    "You really missed some hot parties, Ralph, but I guess you were
married then.  I didn't know you liked having sex with men.  Of course, a
principal is not going to go around propositioning his teachers.  And, you
didn't come to any of Jean's uncle's parties, or the rest of them in this
neighborhood.

    As they approached the vineyard, Jean recognized Albert and hugged him
while greeting him, "How are you you hot fucker?  I haven't seen you since
one of my uncle's parties when you were trying to seduce me.  Of course,
there were other, hotter men there.  I'll bet you sucked or fucked at least
half of the guests, probably including my uncle."

    "No, Jean.  I never sucked your uncle, nor fucked him, but I tried.  I
think he was true to you.

    "Ralph told me you two are living together, and that you have a guest
living with you, Bob White.  I tried to invite you three to dinner at my
house tonight, but Ralph told me you needed to find out Bob's schedule."

    "You're right, Albert.  Bob should be off work by then.  I can call him
now and see what his schedule is."  Jean called Bob and learned that he
would be working the rest of the day, and the evening.  They had a big drug
bust.  The FBI was with them, and Drug Enforcement Agency guys.  It looked
like several hundred police officers and sheriffs' deputies had been
brought in from the surrounding area.

    "Sorry, Albert.  Bob won't be home tonight.  He's got a big case to
work on.  But, Ralph and I would be happy to come for dinner.  What can we
bring?"

    "Don't fix anything, Jean.  Victor is a fine cook, and will put
together a meal with everything fitting together.  Oh, you could bring a
bottle of your uncle's wine, if any is left from the fire.  I heard about
the fire.  I saw the damage to the garage, but I don't think he kept his
wine there."

    "No, Albert, my uncle had a wine cellar under the house.  It was
concealed so people could walk near it and never see it.  I'm sure the
cellar is untouched by the fire.  What time do you want us at your place?
And where is it?"

    "Sorry, Jean.  Is 6:30 p.m. a good time for you two?"  Both Jean and
Ralph nodded their heads in agreement.  "If you know Clarence's house down
the road, the one with the blue shutters, well, we're just next door.  Our
house is stucco with green shutters.

    "See you at six, and don't dress up.  Remember, this is the Salinas
Valley, not Washington."

    He left, and Jean turned to Ralph, "I'd like to work another hour on
the vineyard, then it will be caught up for a week or two.  I'll come get
you at the house when I'm done."  Ralph reached down, pulled Jean up and
kissed him, then returned to the house.

    When Jean was done in the vineyard, he paid Juan and Sean for the hours
they had worked, then went to get Ralph to drive home.  He stopped at the
wine cellar, which was carefully hidden behind the utility boxes and
beneath the living room.  They took the measurements of the rooms of the
house so they could compare what Carlos had suggested.

    They drove home in silence, each thinking about the coming dinner at
Albert and Victor's home.  At home, they stripped and headed for the
shower.  They didn't smell bad, just were sweaty.  Jean started the water
and stood aside so Ralph could enter the shower enclosure.  As soon as
Ralph was inside, and the glass door closed, Jean bent over and took
Ralph's cock in his mouth, sucking the head, then tracing down the sperm
channel with his tongue.  Of course, Ralph's cock began to swell.  Ralph
reached over and ran his finger along Jean's ass crack, coming to rest at
the sphincter, and pushing gently while entering Jean's ass.  Jean just
hummed and continued to suck Ralph's cock.

    Ralph removed his finger and said, "Love, I don't mean to complain, but
I'd like to continue our lovemaking in bed when we are clean.  How about
just washing up now, then playing in bed?"

    "Of course, Ralph.  Just let me wash that beautiful cock and balls,
your chest, your ass, and, of course, the rest of your handsome body."

    While Jean washed Ralph, Ralph tried to wash Jean, but the foot
difference in height made it somewhat difficult, so Ralph just waited for
Jean to finish washing him, then he washed Jean.  They dried off rapidly
and went to bed.

    "It seems a bit different for the two of us to get into bed without
Bob.  I hope this is not a dangerous case for him, and that when he
finishes, he can come home and rest.  It's certainly a fast jump into
work," Jean said.

    Ralph pulled Jean close to himself, shortly placing Jean on top, chests
to chests, and kissing and caressing.  "What is your pleasure today, Love?"
Ralph asked.

    Jean thought for a moment, then said, "I'd like to feel your cock
inside me.  I can't get enough of that beautiful cock."

    Ralph smiled and lifted Jean so that he sat upon Ralph's cock.  "I
think we'll need some lube what with having washed all the oil off our
skin."  He reached to the nightstand, poured some lube in his hand and
rubbed it on Jean's ass, carefully pushing a finger up his ass.  Then he
lubed his cock, sat the bottle down, lifted Jean up to a kneeling position,
and said, "It's all yours love."

    Jean held Ralph's cock so that he could sit on it and drive it up his
ass.  Slowly he descended on the big cock, humming as it penetrated his
ass.  He felt it lodge all the way in, his ass against Ralph's groin.
Ralph grabbed Jean's cock and began to stroke it thoroughly up and down.

    After a short time of smiling at Ralph and moving his ass in a circle,
thus rubbing Ralph's cock in all of his insides, Jean began to move up and
down.  He slowly rose up, being careful to keep Ralph's cock inside.  Then
he slowly descended, feeling Ralph's cock penetrate.  He smiled a big smile
at Ralph and began to move faster.  In, out, around, squeezing Ralph's cock
with this sphincter.

    Ralph smiled, then chuckled and said, "Keep it up, Love, I'm going to
fill you full of my cum.  I can feel I've got a lot to share."

    Ralph's cock filled Jean's ass as Jean cried out, "I'm coming."  Jean's
sphincter closing down on Ralph's cock set it off.  Ralph fired a big load
up Jean's ass.

    Both men gasped for breath, then Jean carefully lay down on Ralph's
chest, trying to keep Ralph's cock in his ass.  For a few minutes it
worked, then when it came out, Jean said, "That was wonderful.  I think I'd
better clean us up, or we're going to have soggy sheets."

    Jean cleaned his ass in the bathroom, then brought a wet wash cloth
from the bathroom to wash Ralph's cock and groin, then dried them with a
big towel.  He dropped the towel and wash cloth onto a throw rug, then
climbed into bed, carefully cuddling up to Ralph, kissing him, and putting
his head on Ralph's chest.

    "I love you, Ralph."

    "I love you,too, Jean.

    They fell asleep in each other's arms.

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