Date: Sat, 13 Oct 2007 12:14:21 -0700 (PDT) From: firehose Joe Subject: To Thine Own Self Be True: chapter 10 "This above all: To thine own self be true, for it must follow as dost the night the day, that canst not be false to any man." Shakespeare (Hamlet) Each relationship, unique unto itself, must find its way and become what it will. We all make the journey. Enjoy this story of Steve and Alejandro (sounds like a-lah-handro -- Spanish). Though the theme of wrestling will be a key component in the early chapters and a continuing theme, the story is about relationships and being true to oneself. Thanks to Bill M and TalonRider for assistance proofing the story. Please do not distribute to other sites without permission of the author. Comments can be sent to firehosejoe@yahoo.com >From the previous chapter: Suddenly it seemed Frederick had remembered something. "Hey you want to play some ball?" he asked. Watching Alejandro's brow furrow and his expression change, Frederick began to laugh. "Come on, you know, play ball." His laughter continued. As the intended meaning dawned on Alejandro he grinned and responded, "Just as long as you brought your catchers mitt. I'm ready." "Good. Now get your ass in my bedroom and strip. Looks like I'm going to have to teach you everything, now that I think about it." Frederick said laughing as he followed Alejandro into his room. Chapter 10 Toeing off his shoes as he stripped off his long sleeved T, Alejandro was naked in seconds. He fell back onto Frederick's bed and spread his legs. With both hands he wordlessly beckoned Frederick, challenging `Come on big boy; give me your best shot'. In seconds, Frederick was on his knees between Alejandro's legs. Thinking about what Mike had said, about them being a good fit for each other, Alejandro realized it wasn't just the oral or sensuality of gentle touch they both enjoyed. Their sex play was never without an element of a masculine rough touch. As Alejandro felt his muscle fill, his lust was fueled by the sight of Frederick's defined body over him. Frederick's fingers captured Alejandro's hard pec nubs as he roughly massaged the muscular mounds of hair covered flesh. He spread Alejandro's thighs with his knees and let their erections jab against each other. They both had paid an emotional price for their shared journey to this place. Frederick slid his legs down the mattress. Alejandro's hands encircled Frederick's triceps, firmly holding them. Frederick batted Alejandro's large fleshy tube with his own and leaned his mouth toward Alejandro's only to let their lips brush. Pulling his head back and not letting them engage, Frederick smiled his crooked smile and continued to smack their cocks in mock battle. Frederick held his tongue between his lips letting it move back and forth quickly, snake like, teasing Alejandro. Alejandro pulled at Frederick's arms. Reaching up with his neck, he tried to capture Frederick's mouth. Frederick was having none of that; he was enjoying his teasing too much. Frederick began humping Alejandro in earnest as he played cock tease with his kisses. Alejandro's smoldering desire broke into flame and with a turning lunge he topped Frederick. While devouring his mouth, Alejandro continued the nearly violent frotting. The sounds of slapping flesh mixed with the groaning of both men were the only sounds in the room. Frederick, calculating as ever, was executing his plan. Loosely scissoring Alejandro's waist and pistoning buttocks, Frederick increased the friction and pressure of their pounding muscles and slapping ball sacs. Alejandro was in rut. It was his full and focused intent to slam their bodies together until they spilled their seed. Frederick correctly read the signs of Alejandro's impending orgasm and tightened his scissors holding their bodies' together firm and close. Breaking their tongue wrestling, Frederick breathlessly challenged Alejandro, "Fucker you keep this up and we're both gonna cum hard! You do that and I'm holding you here until you can get that meat up again and give me a good fucking. So what's it going to be? You wanna take a break or slam this one home and have a relaxed fuck later?" Alejandro said not a word. He reached up. Capturing Frederick's mouth with his own, he rammed his tongue home. Lowering their bodies on the mattress, he continued pistoning his dick against Frederick's dick and pubes, grunting with each thrust. Their sweat slick bodies slid with an ancient rhythm. Spit surrounded their lips, sweat beads dropped onto Frederick's face from Alejandro's forehead and nose. It would be only a moment longer, Frederick knew. He closed his eyes imagining Alejandro's ball sac contracting. Alejandro's pounding became more violent. His grunting came with staccato bursts of sound from his chest. Frederick smiled as Alejandro started shooting. He had felt the monstrous prick swell against his lower abs. Frederick's pucker involuntarily clinched as his dick spasmed in release. His sphincter clinched with each spasm in anticipation of what lay ahead. Damn, he thought, this guy was a natural. Alejandro's lust to share his body with another man seemed to spring forth fully developed. Their torsos were slick with their mutual release. As Alejandro had begun his orgasm, he had broken the kiss and dropped his head along side Frederick's muttering quiet profanities. His arms grasped Frederick's back as he continued his thrusting, finally slowing. Flashing through his mind, Alejandro knew that in the animal kingdom his sexual dominance over Frederick in that moment would have signaled the proof of his defeat of a rival. To him it signaled the sealing of a friendship. It was indeed a prescient moment. They lay still as their ragged breathing slowly returned to normal. Frederick finally broke the silence. "Get off me you cum hound. Look at the mess you've made. And you can't say I didn't warn you this time." he said laughing gently as he rolled Alejandro to his back. Pushing himself up with his hands he continued, "You made this mess and you're going to have to clean it up; but first," Frederick said no more but began to lick the mixed cum off of Alejandro's treasure trail and hairy pecs. Alejandro observed for a moment and then pushed Frederick to his back as he lowered his mouth onto the smooth skin, dragging his tongue through the life giving protein. Raising himself to his knees after his taste of their passion Alejandro said, "Stay here. I'll clean us up." His bare feet padded quietly to the bathroom. Running the water till it warmed, he wet a towel and quickly wiped himself down. Wetting another towel and bringing a dry towel with him, he returned thoroughly cleaning Frederick. Their eyes met several times, each reflecting the other's smile of affection and friendship. "Just toss them to the side." instructed Frederick. He added, "It's gonna be a little chilly in here till we warm each other up again. You mind grabbing a sheet from the bottom drawer?" Alejandro did as asked. He spread the sheet over Frederick then climbed in beside him. "You know," Frederick said teasingly, "For a stud with five whole days of doin' it with guys, I think you might turn out all right. Of course you'll benefit from my careful instruction and experience but I reiterate, you'll likely do Ok. At least you won't embarrass yourself. I'll be sure of that before I'm done with you." With that Frederick reached over and pulled Alejandro into a hug. They lay, talking about guys in the club, school stuff and other things when a question that had been perking in Alejandro's mind came into focus. He pulled away and turned to look at Frederick and asked "How would I compare to other guys you've seen who were just starting wrestling. Don't kid me now, I want to know." Frederick grinned considering which smart ass answer he'd give but quickly saw Alejandro was serious. Sighing, he considered he finally replied, "As far as your speed and strength, you're average. Sorry if that's not what you wanted to hear but you did ask. As far as aptitude, I'd guess you're above average. I've already told you what Mike and I think about your attitude. There, you're aces! Why do you want to know and what does it matter?" "Since I can remember I've never been allowed to do things by half. I can't tell you how I've hated it sometimes but recently, say in the last year and a half, I've realized what a benefit that kind of discipline can be. I've told you how much I enjoy wrestling for all my varied reasons. Over the weekend I realized that I want to train harder than club practice will allow." Alejandro said. Frederick cocked his head inquiringly and said, "It's just a club. Sure we compete but it's for fun." "I know that but I want to learn more than club practice is likely to provide." Alejandro said. "Well, is it strength training you're looking for? You wanna bulk up your muscles? We can work on that when we lift." Frederick offered. "Nope. I want to be a better wrestler. Much better than I am right now. Mike's leaving next year and you the year after. I'd considered asking you guys to give me more training time but realized that with the course work you and Mike have, along with his work schedule, that'd be unfair. "I've wondered how I might go about finding someone to train me one-on-one and if I could get mat time for that. Don't really know how to go about it and was wondering if you had some ideas." Alejandro asked. "You're serious about this aren't you?" Frederick parried. "The first thing I'd do is ask Mike to see what suggestions he might have. My idea, though it might be half baked, is to see if anyone on the coaching staff has experience and would like to spend time with you. They might want to be paid something if it's not part of their work day. Come to think about it, it would probably have to be on their own time so favoritism couldn't be claimed by others." "That's what I expected, that is having to pay someone. No problem there, it would be worth it to me. When is Mike due back? About 11?" Alejandro's excitement grew now that he'd verbalized the desire and a plan was shaping up. "Now if you just want somebody to put a hurtin' on you I'd be glad to oblige." Frederick offered as he chuckled and pulled Alejandro into a head lock. Alejandro responded with a pinch to Frederick's nip. Soon the sheet was twisted around them as they laughed, trying to get control of each other. Frederick rolled on top of Alejandro and tied him up just long enough to schoolboy pin him. "I'm not sure you've got enough money to pay someone to help you, as pitiful as you are." Frederick taunted in a friendly way. Alejandro just looked up grinning and thinking how much fun this was. Slowly Frederick slid down off Alejandro's shoulders and across his body till their dicks nestled along side one another. He playfully bit, Alejandro's chin and tip of his nose. He moved his gentle attack to Alejandro's lower lip and to one ear, all the while waiting to feel his muscle begin to stir. They had waited long enough, he surmised, and was rewarded with the gentle pressure of Alejandro's cock beginning to swell against his own. Time for the next lesson, he thought to himself, smiling. Continuing to stimulate and encourage his friend, Frederick eagerly anticipated the feeling of his ring being stretched and seeing the look on Alejandro's face when his dick was gobbled up by Frederick's hungry ass. With consummate skill Frederick began his assault on Alejandro's body. Rolling on top of Alejandro, Frederick spread his legs and straddled Alejandro. Rocking gently he let their slowly swelling cocks rub. The feeling of Alejandro's hairy pubes on his muscle stoked Frederick's desire and increased his anticipation of getting well and thoroughly fucked. He grabbed Alejandro's wrists and spread his arms. Nestling his head beside Alejandro's, Frederick nibbled on his ear lobe and tongued the canal. Alejandro's shudder of pleasure made Frederick's cock lurch. Raising his head, Frederick licked, bit, and kissed Alejandro's jaw and chin, avoiding Alejandro's repeated attempt to capture Frederick's mouth. Still rocking their bodies together, Frederick felt the slickness of their precum as he raised his head and looked at Alejandro with a crooked smile. Teasing Alejandro with darting kisses with his tongue exposed, Frederick heard a low growl in Alejandro's chest as his lust built. There was not much new that he did for his friend. There was no need. It was the intent and concentration on giving pleasure that soon had Alejandro squirming with his dick throbbing and dripping as it formed a small puddle of precum on his abs and in his belly button. Intent on stoking Alejandro's fire further, Frederick released Alejandro's mouth and slid his body down to the throbbing prick that had been pressing against his abs. He blew on the glans and watched with amusement as the muscle lurched in response. He couldn't resist and leaned over, pushing the throbbing muscle away with the side of his face and tongued the tiny reservoir clean of its clear liquid. Alejandro groaned, "Come on Frederick, suck it. Please!" Frederick didn't respond. He reached to the nearby drawer and pulled out some lube. Rolling to his side, he palmed the lube and began to let it warm in his hand. He then gently began to coat Alejandro's veiny, pulsing shaft. Alejandro groaned in appreciation, his lust building. Frederick hoped that the second session wouldn't be foreshortened by a hair trigger from the new sensations. Time would tell. Frederick rolled to his back and pulled Alejandro atop him. He began to tell Alejandro the proper way to prepare a partner for penetration by such a large muscle. Knowing that he was one who absorbed details, he didn't stint on either the how or the why. He shifted his body so that he was on his back. His legs rested against Alejandro's shoulders. Paying careful attention, Alejandro followed the instructions given him. Frederick was sure he wasn't just going to shove it in and began to direct Alejandro's act of penetration. With care and delicacy that belied the young lust that was growing in Alejandro, he followed Frederick's patient instructions. Frederick's ass was all but itching to be pounded by this piece of man meat. However he knew that he was imprinting important lessons in the mind his friend. The message delivered by the verbal coaching which was in turn reinforced by the visual and tactile sensations seared in Alejandro's mind. It would be a subtle pattern and code that marked him. Alejandro looked with concern at Frederick. The head of his cock and the thick tube of flesh looked impossibly large for the tiny rosy pucker. Seeking Frederick's eyes glazed and mouthing softly `Come on, fuck me', Alejandro pressed his lube slicked cock head against the promised opening. Frederick pushed out, loosening the muscles and encouraged Alejandro. Continuing to gently push, Alejandro let his weight begin press forward. As his head entered the chute, Alejandro rolled his head back momentarily in amazement at the pressure and pleasure. Frederick smiled, watching him. "Come on, big boy. It feels great. Just go easy and we'll both be fine." Frederick coached. Slowly, Alejandro pushed his muscle into the hot, tight, confines of Frederick's ass marveling all the while at the sensations. "Hold it there for a little while so I can get used to it. Ok?" Frederick was rewarded by the look of awe and pleasure on Alejandro's face. He guided his friend through the varied kinds of strokes, teaching him to hunt for the pleasure points of the man he was fucking. Alejandro's eyes were burning with need to begin pumping Frederick's ass. Their bodies were sweaty with their foreplay and anticipation. Alejandro let his abs rest against Frederic as he looked him eye-to-eye. Their hot breath bathed their faces as Alejandro gently probed. Finally when Alejandro could find Frederick's prostrate with consistency he met Alejandro's stare and said huskily, "You know what you need to do. Now, fuck me! Fuck me hard!!" Ever the student, Alejandro continued to marvel at the pleasure he was feeling. He derived a sense of pride when he saw Frederick's expression of pleasure when he grazed his prostate. When it occurred, it was like moving from twilight to the edge of dawn and the first sight of the contour of the fiery orb. Alejandro's eyes closed as he quit his conscious practice and began to fuck in earnest. Frederick saw the grimace of pleasure and intense lust on Alejandro's face. He watched with a mixture of pride and fascination as Alejandro began to let go and find his own rhythm. Feeling Alejandro's big, hot, probing, throbbing cock pound and stretch him, Frederick gave himself fully to the animal lust of mating. With a focus that seemed equally intent in giving as well as taking pleasure, Alejandro's head dropped as he let the nerve endings of his cock head direct him. Without conscious consideration he seemed to realize that Frederick's pleasure would increase his own. He leveraged his body and thrusts to achieve maximum prostate contact. He could hear Frederick, now lost in his own lust rut groaning out his pleasure. When it occurred Alejandro was totally unprepared. Frederick's ring tightened like a steel band as his entire body convulsed in response to the raw, hard, fucking. He came with suddenness and power, spewing his seed in a massive load between their sweaty muscular bodies. Alejandro's feelings and sensations registered as if in slow motion. His felt his balls draw up into his body. He felt his shaft continue to swell. The flash of pleasure was bright as light as it shot through his body. The muscles in his back tightened as his body arched seeking to drive his cock ever deeper into Frederick. Primal, animal and urgent, nothing else mattered to him as he continued to pound their flesh together. Finally his brain signaled that it was finished. His motions slowed. When he finally stopped, he opened his eyes and looked into Frederick's waiting gaze. Saying nothing he lowered himself to his elbows and putting his strong hands under Frederick's shoulders he pulled their bodies together, sealing their embrace with Frederick's cum. It was a possessive action, though he was unaware of it. He had taken. Now he wanted to cover and protect. Frederick lay there and wondered at what they had together created. This man would likely prove to be a powerful and caring lover to the men fortunate enough to share his bed. He marveled at the privilege of not only this but the past few days. Softly he whispered into Alejandro's ear, "Damn, you were wonderful. So fucking wonderful." They held each other till their erections had subsided and the sweat began to chill Alejandro's back. "I don't want to let go of you Frederick. This feels so good but I'm getting cold. You mind if I get the sheet?" "Better idea stud. Let's get in the shower and clean up. I've got an ass full of your cum I need to get rid of. And we're both sticky with mine." In the shower they leisurely soaped and rubbed each other's body. Frederick explained about cleaning procedures that they'd use next time. They heard the door open and close as Mike called out his hello. Frederick announced their presence in the shower and Mike stood at the door and asked in a pleading voice, "Guys I've just gotta take a leak. I'll shut my eyes, but I've got to go!" Laughing, Frederick told him to go ahead, that it'd be no problem. After Alejandro and Frederick were dressed they discussed the question about coaching with Mike. His response was positive and immediate. "It'd benefit the team and give you a set of skills that you'd enjoy having. I know from office talk in the Athletic Office that some of the young instructors could use additional money and two of them wrestled in college. Let me see what I can do to find out more." After discussing pertinent details and roughing out plans for use of the wrestling room, Alejandro left for the dorm. Finding a coach who wanted to work with Alejandro was a bust. Mike, in conversation with a grad instructor in one of his classes found that the guy, Joe, had wrestled in both high school and for a year in college. Mentioning Alejandro's interest in paying for one-on-one coaching his interest grew. Joe had complained about being terminally short of money. After hearing about the proposed arrangements and the skill level of the student, Joe asked Mike to set up a time to meet Alejandro. Mike, Frederick and Alejandro met Joe the following weekend at the apartment for chili, grilled cheese and conversation. The four hit it off easily, Joe and Mike having numerous shared interests in physical therapy. After dinner they trooped over to the gym to check out the facilities. Alejandro asked pertinent and occasionally probing questions as he measured his comfort level with Joe. Finally, he and Joe agreed that they would finalize the financial aspects later on the phone. Joe's study patterns, like Alejandro's, were disciplined so the additional expenditure of time was worked into his schedule without much problem. They worked out a three times weekly schedule in conjunction with Alejandro's weight workouts. Evenings suited both of them and it also allowed Mike or Frederick to sometimes sit in or participate to demonstrate a wrestling move. With characteristic attention to detail and dedication to meeting a goal, Alejandro began to make significant strides in his abilities. Joe, a natural encourager had to curb his inclination to praise. It seemed unnecessary and occasionally irritating to Alejandro. He knew his task and applied himself to it. Soon he was giving Joe a challenge as they tied up to practice the various skills they'd worked on. In club practice Mike and Frederick noticed the difference almost immediately. Soon they were seeing Alejandro hold his own against wrestlers with more experience. In competitions he won his share of matches. Those not knowing him could not see the smoldering competitive fire that burned in his eyes. Nor did they notice the quiet smile of satisfaction as he shook the hand of his opponent after being declared victor. The fluid pattern of varied activities made each week flow into the next. It provided a pace that kept Alejandro on task, adequately challenged and fully engaged with his family, his academics and his friends. Frederick and Mike helped him regarding his increasing understanding of homosexuality and his self awareness as a man drawn exclusively to other men. It grounded him in a way that nothing else could. He felt comfortable `in his skin' and learned quickly to parry questions and steer conversations with a smile that let others believe what they wished. Isabella continued to watch. She was a woman of the world and had watched human nature during her years. She suspected that her precious Alejandro would not follow lock step with the expectations of their social circle. She expected he was seeking his own path in a sometimes unfriendly and unforgiving world. Though she said nothing more after her comment during their Saturday ride in early autumn, often when their eyes met she could see his contentment and peace. With the coming of December the season demanded more time. Alejandro was grateful that most activities came during the weekends so he could maintain his schedule. Every weekend from Friday evening cocktails until late Sunday afternoon open houses he found social obligation a persistent pressure. The familiarity was in a strange way comforting. His father or grandfather were an ever-present feature at most events and made sure Alejandro was recognized by old business friends and introduced to new players in the circle of Chicago business. Christmas Eve Mass and their festive dinner the following day brought the frenetic activity to an end. There were always a smattering of opportunities during the down week before New Years but the sense of obligation was lifted like a cloud. Alejandro was pleasantly surprised to receive a call from Mike the day after Christmas. He was heading to Springfield to spend several days with his uncle Buck and wanted to know if Alejandro wanted to tag along. Promising to get back within a few hours, Alejandro asked his father and Isabella if they had plans that would preclude the visit. Hearing no objection, he confirmed the three day trip with Mike. Alejandro drove and during the trip let Mike vent about his father's attitude and the not so subtle pressure from his mother to find a suitable girl and settle down. Buck's invitation had been a god send. With their easy camaraderie, conversation filled the three and a half hour trip during which Mike told Alejandro that he had told Buck about him. Buck met them at the door, hugged Mike and looked questioningly at Alejandro wondering if a hug would be welcomed. Deciding to risk it Buck opened his arms at the same time Alejandro extended his hand. A comical shuffling occurred as each shifted to meet what they thought was the other's expectation. Finally with laughter they embraced and went inside. A light lunch awaited them, Buck explaining that he wanted to take them to the gym so they could workout prior to their partying. Alejandro enjoyed the eye candy that Buck provided. He seemed an amalgamation of Mike and Frederick. His hair reddish brown and ruddy completion spoke of Mike's maternal heritage. His build was angular with broad shoulders tapering to his waist. The collar of his T showed a fringe of hair similar in color to Mike's. In the locker room and later in the shower, Buck was not even a little circumspect in looking at Alejandro. Buck had the coloring of Mike but the build similar to Frederic. He was not beefy. His muscles, beneath his pelt of hair were defined. Tapering from broad shoulders, they formed a tight, defined six-pack that sported a defined treasure trail. Hanging over a nice set of balls was a cut cock. Alejandro met the twinkle that accompanied the lascivious smile by turning his body and hefting his dick with his hand. Buck's eyebrow raised in both question and appreciation. Alejandro simply cocked his head slightly to the side and smiled his reply. Mike watched the body language pass between the two naked, muscled studs and chuckled saying "Down boys, down. There will be plenty of time to play later. Buck, you don't want to provoke the monster here, believe me." All three laughed. Later at home and as an afterthought, Buck made sure that Alejandro knew that though the attendees at the party would be mixed, it would very gay friendly. The gathering was low key and Alejandro felt comfortable. He was amused at the subtle flirting that the men engaged in with him. He realized that he could relax his sense of social propriety here and quickly joined the game. His wit, dark good looks and confident presence made him a magnet for the unattached men and for some of the male couples as well. Surprised at first by the covert touching some engaged in, he relaxed, realizing that this gathering was his first opportunity to experiment beyond his times with Frederick and occasionally Mike. Though some of the men were far more obvious and forward than appealed to Alejandro, he took all in stride and found himself freer to participate than he would have imagined. One man spent much of the time catching Alejandro's eye then letting his gaze drop to Alejandro's crotch. When he wasn't looking Alejandro stole the opportunity to move behind him ostensibly to reach for a snack. Alejandro feigned imbalance and grasped the man's shoulders lightly as he pressed his cock against the man's ass crack. He softly laughed out loud when the man turned with a look, of first surprise, then recognition. He met Alejandro's smile with his own, knowing that he had been tagged. Though that was the most obvious encounter, there were numerous others that left Alejandro feeling his oats as his cock lay pleasantly full in his briefs. It was after 1 a.m. when the party began to break up in earnest. The three men left some time after and went home to sit by the fire and enjoy a night cap. Alejandro was flushed by the experience, the atmosphere of sensuality prompted by handsome men obviously aware of and not embarrassed by their orientation. Their unabashed appreciation of his attractiveness mixed with their subtle messages of sexual attraction for him left Alejandro hungry for satisfaction. Mike, a veteran of this type of party, had watched Alejandro with both amusement and growing respect. He correctly presumed that this was a coming out of sorts for Alejandro and watched his self-assurance grow with each passing moment until he was mixing and engaging people with an open air of confidence that matched anyone in the room. Mike knew the likely result of this heady experience. He could see the pent up desire in Alejandro's eyes. When they returned home they sat and chatted enjoying a night cap. The apartment felt warm compared to the winter air and Buck commented on the heat as he stood removing his shirt. Mike, wearing only a wool shirt followed suit, comfortable in his bare skin. Alejandro stripped to his T. Talking to Mike about the first rehab job, Buck began to absently rub his nipple and occasionally scratch his crotch as their conversation meandered. Mike let his hand run through his furry pec hair. Alejandro felt his need for release grow. A few moments later, Mike stretched and yawned saying it had been a long day and he needed some sleep. Buck collected the glasses as Alejandro and Mike went upstairs to their twin bedroom. Mike stripped, grabbed his tooth brush and went to the bathroom. Alejandro stripped and followed meeting Buck as he crested the steps. He looked appreciatively at Alejandro's thick hanging muscle and smiled. Alejandro didn't move. Both men stood looking at the other. Alejandro felt his cock thicken and begin to slowly rise. Buck was massaging his now hard prick in his pants as his eyes devoured the beauty of Alejandro's body. With a husky voice, Buck said simply, "Alex, come with me." and walked into his room. Buck gently took Alejandro's shoulders and pulled him closer watching his eyes for any signal that his gesture was unwelcome. Alejandro's breath was shallow. He felt hot all over. He closed his eyes and welcomed the kiss that he had been hoping for. The men hungrily tongued each other as their hands explored their chests and backs. Breaking the kiss, Buck put his hand to the small of Alejandro's back and guided him to Buck's bedroom. Breaking for a moment, Buck stripped off his pants and socks and pulled Alejandro to his him. Alejandro remembered in the midst of the lust-filled haze that enveloped him what Mike had said about Buck's preferences. Without conscious thought, Alejandro focused his intent and desire on Buck. Grabbing his ass cheeks, Alejandro pulled their bodies close together. As their tongues wrestled they humped their hard leaking cocks against each other. Buck's hands reached up to Alejandro's chest, pinching his nips and roughly massaging his pecs. Buck circled his arms around Alejandro's waist and pulled him on to his bed as he rolled Alejandro to his back. Grabbing Alejandro's arms and straddling his legs, Buck pinned him. Attacking Alejandro's mouth, Buck humped Alejandro's treasure trail with his slick cock. Alejandro wrenched one arm free and locked it around Buck's neck, with his other he grabbed Buck's wrist and pulled into a modified hammer lock. Buck tried to scissor his hairy quads under Alejandro to no avail. Alejandro easily rolled Buck to his back releasing his wrist. Grabbing one of Buck's ankles, Alejandro leaned forward holding Buck's chest with his forearm as his hand worked the pec and its nub. Alejandro leaned in further to bite and kiss Buck's open, eager mouth. They never noticed Mike observing them. When he slid onto the bed their tangled muscled limbs shifted as mouth sought cock or mouth or nipple. After a few minutes of groping Mike murmured that he didn't want to wait. He reached for the lube on the bedside table and quickly prepared Buck's ass and his own throbbing cock. Gently he pushed Alejandro's body forward so he could gain access. Lifting Buck's feet to his shoulders, Mike slid his muscle slowly to his pubes, he sighed and began to rock against Buck's body. Alejandro looked behind him and felt a surge of lust. He straddled Buck's chest as Buck reached for his muscle. Buck was able to take nearly half. Alejandro leaned forward on his elbows, enjoying the sensations of being sucked and rocking. Mike's knees were spread giving him stability. He reached around and roughly twisted Alejandro's nipples as he quickened his pace. The blend of pain and pleasure began a chain reaction Alejandro recognized. He did nothing to stop it. Mike read the signals and quickened his thrusting. He resisted the momentary desire to push Alejandro aside and pound Buck's ass to finish his orgasm. Instead he dropped one hand to Alejandro's thigh for greater stability. With his other he continued the aggressive assault on Alejandro's nip. Moments later he felt his cum rise. Slamming his body against Buck with a violence that spoke to him in a deep place, Mike released his load continuing to pump until he was thoroughly sated and drained. Leaning back on his knees, with his cock still buried, Mike heard the groans of release from the other two men. He reached up and steadied Alejandro, gently holding his shoulders. Slowly Alejandro rose to his knees and slid off Buck's chest. Turning he grabbed one of Mike's nipples and gave it a hard twist. Mike's startled reaction quickly gave way to a smile. "Was I that rough?" he asked. Alejandro, grinning with remembered pleasure, nodded his response. They began to untangle their bodies as Buck said laughing, "Mike, who the hell invited you to this party? That dick of yours must have a homing device `cause it always seems to find its way up my ass." With a bit of chagrin on his face that surprised Alejandro, Mike said to him, "Sorry Alex, it all just kind of got away from me. You two were having a great time playing suck face and I needed to get laid. Tomorrow, if you want, he's all yours." Alejandro looked with surprise, first at Mike then at Buck. Buck's smile reassured him that all was well and he was most welcome. "You got a date, big boy." Alejandro said as he smiled at Buck. "And you," he turned to Mike, "might just want to borrow some lube for your hand cause that's all the opportunity you're gonna get tomorrow!" The next night proved to be every bit as enjoyable. Buck and Alejandro took their time exploiting the many things they mutually enjoyed. Alejandro found his stride and confidence as he topped Buck and controlled the pace for both of them until they shared a mutual and powerful release. Alejandro got a warm towel and cleaned first Buck then himself, enjoying the expressions of appreciation Buck shared. They lay together talking of sundry things and gently playing with each other. In a short time they both began to become aroused and Alejandro quietly asked Buck a question. Gaining his assent Alejandro called out, "Hey Mike, if you don't mind playing second fiddle and taking sloppy seconds haul your ass in here, that is, if your hand hasn't made you happy yet." "You little shit!" came Mike's reply. Seconds later he walked through the door palming his shaft to erection. He had already had an orgasm listening to the two of them but all three men enjoyed their second, more extended session together. Days later, with the titillating memories teasing him, Alejandro relaxed at home with his family enjoying football and the quiet of New Years Day. Snow had fallen in the wee hours surprising all and making a beautiful blanket of white, a symbolic clean slate for the New Year. He had returned from Springfield to an impromptu dinner party and had been cooped up since. Tired of the current game on television, Alejandro welcomed Isabella's invitation to bundle up for a walk. Their conversation, mostly desultory, recapped good moments from the season as well as recalling bits of interesting gossip. Isabella inquired about the trip to Springfield. Her gentle probing made Alejandro a bit uncomfortable as he considered and weighed each answer. He began tentatively, "Grandmamma, I need to talk to you about a comment you made last fall when we were riding." Isabella waited, holding him in her mind with arms of love, encouraging him, offering him her strength. "You are the most important person in my life. No don't, please don't interrupt" he said as he heard her begin to lovingly contradict him. "You are the person, who from my earliest memories has been fully present for me in your love and encouragement. Your gentle hand of discipline has been always firm but never wavering. You have helped shape me into much of what I am today. Because of all of this you are the last person I would wish to hurt. But what I need to say may accomplish that which I wish least. "You have said since my earliest memory that I must remember I am an Algara. I must do what is right and honorable for me, for my family and in my business dealings. I must remember that my reputation does not begin and end with me but stretches both back and forward through multiple generations. I've done my best, truly my best to hear, understand and honor that call." He paused gathering his thoughts. "Do you remember the afternoon I'm speaking of, what you said?" She nodded quietly. "I've been happier and freer in the last five months than ever in my life. The family's encouragement and support to be more independent and allowing me to carve out my own life at the University is a large part of it." "This is so hard, Grandmamma." She watched him biting and chewing on his lower lip. She could feel his inner conflict but knew her place was in silence at his side, loving and being present for him as he made this journey. "The season and all the activities have reminded me of the expectations people place on each other, on me personally, on us as a family. And I desperately don't want to disappoint you, Grand Dad and Father." Again he walked some steps in quiet. "Please don't misunderstand; my plan is to continue to work with Grand Dad and Father. You have invested so much time and energy for the good of others. You all have reminded me time and again that stewardship is not ownership. The amassed wealth and influence of our family must be protected as an implement for good. I understand this, at least as much as someone my age can. "But can I be myself and still honor all of that? That's what I have to figure out. What if who I am is not what everyone expects me to be?" The anguish in his voice tore at Isabella's heart. "Grandmamma, I've known I must marry and, as able, produce children to carry on the Algara name. What if I can't?" With increased anguish he finally said, "What if I don't want to." Finding his courage again, he rushed on. "Grandmamma, am I to do what is right and honorable in the eyes of others even if it makes me miserable? If I am true to myself I know I will never marry. To do otherwise would be a sham. "I've never been interested in all of the attention given me by the girls at school or in our group. I feel like I am a prized piece of meat at an auction. Forgive me for being so crude. But you know what's said and how people look. To snag the heir of the Algara fortune is one of the significant prizes yet to be won by a Chicago worthy. I know how I sound. I only wish I had interest in the game. "Grandmamma in the past three months I've finally found courage to seek out what I've known for years that I wanted. I have no desire for a woman. Please don't hate me. Do what you must, tell whom you must but don't hate me, please." he said with a voice so quiet it was nearly inaudible. Finally he'd said it. Said what he'd been feeling for years. Said the words that just might prove to free him to become the man he was destined to become. Isabella reached out her hand and touching his shoulder, looked into his eyes. Gone for the moment was the joy and happiness she'd seen for the past months. She could only see the desolation he felt in this moment that had cost him more than she could imagine. Wordlessly she drew him to her in a gentle embrace. Smelling the familiar perfume while recalling the security he'd known in her embrace from his earliest memory he began to quietly weep. "I'm sorry Grandmamma, I didn't know I would cry." he said as he wiped his eyes with his gloved hand. He lowered his head looking at his feet. Isabella pulled him into her again and said, "Alejandro, my precious boy, if it is any comfort to you I have guessed this truth for sometime now. I waited. It was for you to say, never for me to ask. Likely you are wondering how to deal with your father and Grand Dad. My husband and I have few, if any secrets. He has watched, as have I and has come to the same conclusion independent of my thoughts. "Your father has seemed oblivious to all of this as I might have at his age. It is not that he loves you less. You are his pride. Your acuity with the businesses continues to amaze him. Between us, you are much more attuned to the matters of business now than he could have hoped to be at the same age. But you must believe that your health and happiness are paramount to him. "I would be a foolish old woman to have you believe that we have not had hope for children, to see the family perpetuated. That has been the way of things since time immemorial. However, that does not mean that it is the only way to honor commitments, build a life of value and to contribute to society. You must be true to yourself. To do less compromises the foundations upon which you are beginning to establish yourself. "Look at me Alejandro Algara." she said as she held his ruddy cheeks in both of her hands. "I love you. I believe in you. I'm proud of you. Never forget this as long as you live." They held their gaze looking deep into the other's eyes. After a long moment he said, "I'm ready to go home now, Grandmamma." A writer's peculiar food and drink are the comments of his reader. Feel free to share your thoughts with me. firehosejoe@yahoo.com P.S. To those of you particularly interested in the erotic wrestling scenes, be patient. They will return.