Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2013 11:21:55 -0600
From: Jim Vance <jimvance2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brick by Brick - 3

                         Brick by Brick
                          By Jim Vance
                   Copyright 2013 by Jim Vance
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                              Three
   The next morning, Mike woke up first. He kissed Gus gently on
the lips, careful not to wake him. Then he got up and made
breakfast. He put the plates in the oven and then slipped
carefully back in bed. Mike rested his head on his father's hairy
belly, closed his eyes, and began sucking his father. Gus might
have been asleep, but his cock wasn't. His father's pre-cum was
flowing and Gus' nectar was exactly what Mike wanted for
breakfast. Mike lay there and just nursed. He swallowed
occasionally as his mouth filled with nectar. Mike loved that
word: nurse. Since the first time Dr. Vitali mentioned it, Mike
realized that it was exactly what he did. He loved to nurse on
his father's stiff cock to get his nectar and his milk. Mike was
a connoisseur of both of the liquids produced by his father for
him. Over the course of his life, Mike had learned exactly how to
make his father's body produce whichever treat he wanted at a
particular time. Sometimes he craved his father's clear, sweet
nectar, and other times only his Dad's thick milk could satisfy
him. While he held the veined, meaty shaft, Mike continued to
suck gently on the head. He occasionally rubbed the tip gently
with his tongue. That was all that was needed to make Gus' body
continue feeding him. He moaned when a particularly powerful
spurt of pre-cum shot across his tongue. He swallowed his
father's fluid, gratefully, just like he always did. He had been
sucking for several minutes when he felt his father's hands
caressing his back.
   "So wonderful. You are so wonderful, Mike."
   Mike knew it was Gus who was wonderful.
   Gus pulled Mike off his cock and brought their mouths
together. They shared a passionate good morning kiss.
   "As soon as you feed me my breakfast, I will feed you yours,"
Mike said.
   "Then suck, my love."
   Mike swallowed Gus' cock and began sucking. Gus thrust up, to
get his cock deeper into his son. He longed to bury his cock
inside his son's throat. To grab his head and push all the way in
and then to fuck his throat hard. But Mike was not a man-not yet.
When he was, Gus planned to try things like that with him, if
Mike was willing. Gus preferred sex that was a little rough. It
was too rough for his first wife. That was why she divorced him.
He liked to slap her ass while he fucked her doggy style and her
face when she was on her back. She didn't appreciate it. Once,
while he pounded her, he wrapped his hands so tightly around her
neck that she couldn't breathe. She decided she had had enough.
Gus hoped Mike would allow a little roughness. It added spice.
But if he didn't, he didn't. Gus would never force him. Their sex
was fantastic enough, as it was. The anger he usually felt at his
ex-wives when they finally consented to sex was never present
with Mike. Gus knew that Mike wanted sex with him at least as
much as Gus did. His exes always acted like they were doing him a
favor. Mike understood. Gus' cock was a gift. It was a gift Mike
appreciated from the very first time.
   Gus began groaning as his son's mouth brought him closer to
orgasm. Mike began stroking his balls and that pushed him over
the edge. Gus stretched his legs out stiffly and cursed loudly as
his cock unloaded in Mike's sucking mouth. Mike smiled, inwardly.
He loved hearing his father curse. When Gus cursed on the phone
or in public, Mike got terribly excited. He always had to adjust
his dick in his pants. His orgasm lasted a long time. Gus knew
Mike must have sucked for a while before he woke.
   After it ended, Gus chuckled as Mike squeezed every drop of
semen out of his shaft. He didn't give up until he had squeezed
it five or six times.
   It was a perfect morning! Gus jumped out of bed and held out
his hand for his son. He pulled him into his arms and they
kissed.
   "I love you, Mike."
   "I love you, Dad. I am so lucky!"
   "We both are. We both have exactly who we want most. Right?"
   Mike nodded.
   They walked into the kitchen and Mike poured a cup of coffee
and handed it to Gus. Gus winked at him and Mike melted inside.
He was head-over-heels in love with his Dad. While Gus sipped his
coffee, Mike took the plates with breakfast out of the over. He
placed one in front of Gus and the other right next to him, where
he would sit. They ate, with Gus arm around his lover.
   "It is wonderful, as usual, my love."
   "Thanks, Dad."
   Mike leaned over and kissed the side of his father's chest.
   When they finished, Mike washed the dishes while Gus called
his boss and told him he quit.
   Mike walked into his bedroom. He looked at the photo of his
father and uncle. His uncle was very handsome. He wondered if his
Dad would let him have sex with him. If his uncle wanted that, of
course.
   When Gus got off the phone, he walked into Mike's bedroom. He
saw Mike holding the photo of Gus and his brother, Alex. Gus slid
his hand down Mike's butt crack. Mike moaned and spread his legs.
Gus grinned. Mike was always ready. It occurred to him once again
how much more compatible two males were than a male and a female.
Two males shared the very same male needs. No wonder there were
so many gay men. Gus used to think his ideal sex partner was a
blonde with big tits. Now it was someone with a cock. Someone who
looked exactly like Mike.
   Gus took the bottle of lube off Mike's dresser. They had
bottles of lube all over the house. He squirted some on his
fingers and pushed two inside Mike's hole. Mike groaned and
reached for his dad's cock. He guided it to his hole. Gus pushed
in and they both groaned with pleasure. Once his cock was buried,
Gus wrapped his arms tightly around his son and licked behind
Mike's ear. Mike was still holding the picture.
   "I know you want me. Do you want your uncle?"
   "He is very attractive. He is almost as attractive as you."
   Gus chuckled and whispered, "That makes him irresistible to
you, doesn't it?" Gus licked the inside of Mike's ear.
   "Oh, Daddy."
   Mike turned his head back and Gus pushed his tongue in his
son's mouth. Mike sucked on it while Gus made small thrusts into
him.
   When their kiss ended, Mike said, "I suppose he is a bottom."
   "Just because he was a bottom with Father doesn't mean he
won't want to fuck you."
   "Would you mind, Dad?"
   Gus continued thrusting.
   "No. Not at all. He is family. I didn't mind you sucking the
doctor."
   "But this would be different," Mike said.
   "Yes, better! I would much rather you made my brother happy
than a stranger. It would make you happy and my brother happy.
How could I object? Even if he does not want to fuck you, he
might love for you to suck him. If he is reluctant, I will fuck
you in front of him. His cock will be your mouth so quickly it
may hit your front teeth."
   They both laughed.
   Gus pulled out. He didn't want to come so soon. He pulled
them both onto Mike's bed, which he hadn't slept in for years.
They kissed, with their arms wrapped around each other. Mike
stroked his father's stubbly cheek while Mike sucked on his
tongue. Gus pulled away.
   "I need to shave."
   Gus saw Mike's disappointment. Then he remembered. Mike
wanted him to grow a beard.
   "Or do you still want me in a beard."
   "I want to see what you look like. You may look too good,"
Mike said, grinning.
   "Yes. When I look too good, my cock gets friction burns!"
   They both laughed.
   Gus leaned forward and kissed each of Mike's eyes, tenderly.
   While they were looking into each other's eyes, the phone
rang. Gus sat up.
   "Hello?"
   "It's Alex!"
   "Hey, Alex!"
   Gus put his hand on the receiver. "Go listen on the other
phone," he said to Mike.
   Mike jumped out of bed and went into the kitchen.
   "Gus, I have everything arranged. Your first deposit will
occur on the first of next month. It will be $51,322 per month. I
need to get your checking account number, though."
   "I will get it. Hold on."
   Gus went into his room and got his checkbook. He got back on
the phone and read the routing number and his account number.
   "Got it. Do you think you would like to come to Rome soon?"
   "Yes!" screamed Mike.
   Gus and Alex laughed.
   "I think he said, yes, but he is a little shy," Gus said.
"Oh, Alex. He has been gazing at your photo this morning. It may
have been a coincidence, but his dick was hard."
   "Mike?"
   "Yes, Uncle Alex?"
   "I would love to get to know you better."
   "I want that, too."
   "Good. It doesn't sound like your father minds."
   "No. He thought it would make both of us happy."
   "Thanks, Gus."
   "You're welcome, Alex."
   "Have you ever had sex in first class on a plane, Mike?"
   "I've never even been on a plane."
   "How about you, Gus?"
   "I've never flown first class."
   "Well, it's hard to have sex in coach and I am certain the
two of you will want it. I have purchased two first class tickets
for you on American, since the hub is there. You can call and
tell them which flight number you want. If you take a night
flight, you can have privacy. The other passengers will be
asleep."
   "I can't wait!" Mike screamed.
   "Mike, I want you to promise me you will have sex with your
father on the plane."
   Mike laughed and laughed.
   "What's so funny?" Alex asked.
   "Mike has sex with me anytime I stop moving. I have to keep
moving or I have an orgasm."
   "You lucky dog!" Alex said.
   "I am. Mike is the love of my life."
   "You are mine, Dad," Mike said.
   "I am happy for both of you."
   "We are at the Exedra in Rome. I have the room next to our
suite reserved for you."
   "OK, Alex. We need to pack and arrange someone to watch the
house and take care of the yard."
   "Don't bother to pack much. I will take you shopping when you
get here. Maybe Agatha will watch your house."
   "Good idea. I will call her."
   "Call me when you know which flight you will take."
   "I will!"
   "Bye!"
   "Bye."
   "Good-bye, Uncle Alex."
   Mike hung up and walked back to his father. Gus was calling
his cousin Agatha.
   Mike wet a towel with warm water in his bathroom and took it
to his father. He wiped Gus' cock clean. Gus grinned at him. Mike
knelt and began sucking him.
   Gus realized he could afford to pay Agatha. He offered $400 a
month to take care of everything, and she was delighted.
   Gus moaned as Mike gave the head of his cock a tongue bath.
   "No. I'm fine, Agatha. I just remembered something."
   Gus hung up quickly and leaned back on his elbows while his
son serviced him.
   "You want daddy milk, I can tell." Mike crinkled his eyes.
His mouth was full. "You aren't going to be satisfied with my pre-
cum. I am going to give you some milk, my love. But you will get
no more until we are on a plane. Gus laughed at the alarm in his
son's eyes. Mike probably worried that might be days from now.
Gus wouldn't ever make him wait. He had raised his son to need
his cock. Dr. Vitali had explained that to him. It would be
unfair to keep what Mike needed from him.
   "Make me come, baby. My balls want to feed my beautiful son."
   Mike began sucking in earnest.
   Gus moaned as his son took him up to that marvelous point,
and then over it. His cock began firing into his boy's mouth.
Mike gulped, hungrily.
   "Don't swallow!" Gus said. "I want to see my cum in your
mouth."
   Mike nodded and Gus cursed as his body gave Mike what he
wanted. He stared in his son's eyes as the intense orgasm hit and
then slowly faded. His orgasm slowed, and then ended. Mike slowly
pulled off his cock. He had already fed once from his father's
body that morning, but he always wanted more.
   Mike stayed on his knees and opened his mouth. Gus sat up and
looked at the pooled semen in his son's mouth. He had fed him a
nice load. He sighed, contentedly.
   "You look hot like that, Mike. On your knees with your mouth
full of my spunk." Gus shook his head. "I think I will want to
see you that way, again. You can swallow your treat."
   Mike did and smiled at his father. Gus laughed and then Mike
did. They were just happy.
   Gus fell back on the bed when it was over. Mike lay next to
him and he pulled Mike into his arms. He kissed his son and he
could still taste a lot of his sperm in Mike's mouth. Gus thought
that was a very good thing.
   "Let's get a shower and then pack. We need to get on a plane
quick, or poor Gus won't get any sex."
   Mike laughed. "Well, you are the one who made that stupid
rule!"
   "Not one of my better ideas, is it?"
   Mike shook his head, grinning.
   They showered together and Gus washed his son before kneeling
and sucking him. After sucking for a while, Gus pushed a finger
inside his son. Mike had a dry orgasm. Gus pulled off him and
laughed at the expression on Mike's face. "We are going to do
that all the time, Mike." He laughed again at the expression on
his son's face. Mike washed him and they rinsed. Gus dried his
son.
   "I love you, Mike."
   "I love you."
   "I have told you this before, but it is still true. I have
never loved anyone nearly as much as you. When I was deeply in
love with your mother, I think I loved her much less than I love
you. I never thought she was absolutely perfect. That is what you
are to me. Not just sexually. If we never had sex again, I would
still love you deeply and intensely."
   Mike smiled and Gus hugged him.
   "What are you going to do if Uncle Alex wants you to fuck
him?" Mike asked.
   "I would ask you whether you would permit it, first. Would
you?"
   "Yes, I think so. Do you want to fuck him?"
   "You are the only person who interests me. I might do it out
of gratitude, if you allowed it. If I did fuck him, I would have
to think of you to keep my erection. Maybe you and I could kiss."
   "That would be nice. Thank you, Dad." Mike hugged him.
   They packed and took only a couple of changes of clothing
each. Mike packed his laptop and tablet, Gus' laptop, and their
cellphones.
   "Should I take pajamas?" Mike asked. They both slept nude,
normally.
   "Do you have any that fit?"
   "Oh. Probably not. Who needs them?"
   Gus chuckled.
   Gus got on the phone and called the airline. Their flight was
at four-thirty.
   They put their bags in the car. They stopped by Gus' cousin's
house and left her the keys to the house. She was excited about
their trip to Rome.
   They were driving to the airport when Gus realized he didn't
want to leave his car there. They drove home and called a cab.
They got to the airport two and a half hours before their flight.
Gus wanted a drink, so they went to a bar in the airport.
   "I'm hungry, Dad."
   "Go get something." He handed Mike some money.
   "Do you want anything?"
   "Just get me whatever you have."
   "OK."
   Gus sipped his cocktail and thought about how his life had
changed in the last twenty-four hours. First was the doctor. Gus
learned he could feed Mike just as much spunk as his body could
give him. He learned that Mike needed his cock. That it comforted
him, as well as excited him. While Gus had mostly stopped feeling
guilty about beginning sex with Mike, it was nice to know he
wasn't the only father to use his son that way. That a doctor did
it with his son. Gus was more determined than ever that he and
Mike would be lovers for life. Mike was his spouse and would be
until the day Gus died.
   Gus was getting a nice buzz when Mike came back with burgers.
They ate and laughed. Gus ordered a drink for Mike, and another
one for himself.
   "Why does Uncle Alex live in Rome? Is Ferdinand from there?"
   "No. They met there. Alex moved there after Father died. We
have a cousin who lives there, Demitri. Alex wanted to be far
away from everything that reminded him of Father. Alex lived with
our cousin Demitri for a while. He met Ferdinand and they became
lovers."
   "What does Demitri look like?"
   Gus grinned. He looked around and no one was paying
attention. "You would not like him. He is a hairy-chested
bricklayer with a really big, uncut cock. Oh, and he loves sex
more than anything."
   "He sounds just awful!"
   Gus laughed.
   "Is he straight?"
   "I don't know, but he arranged my first blowjob and it was by
a man."
   "Who?"
   "I don't know. I never even saw him. When I was fourteen,
Demitri lived with us one summer. He was seventeen. The second
day he was here, he took me to a park near our house. He had me
stick my cock through a hole in the wall in the bathroom and
someone sucked my cock."
   Mike grinned.
   "How was it?"
   "It was incredible. I had no idea sex could feel that way. I
groaned loudly and Demitri told me to keep quiet. I had only
jacked off before that. After I came, Demitri stuck his cock in
the whole and got sucked. I was shocked at the size of his cock.
He was hard when he pulled it out of his pants. I guess it must
have been about ten inches. Whoever was sucking moaned loudly
when he pushed his cock through the hole. I think they really
liked it. Demitri grinned at me the whole time he was getting
sucked. When he closed his eyes and his mouth fell open, I knew
he was coming. As we were walking home, I asked if that woman
would get caught. He laughed. `What woman?' `The woman who sucked
us,' I said. `There was no woman,' he said. `Then who did it?' I
asked. `A man.' `What man?' I asked. `Who knows? Who cares? What
difference does it make?' he asked me. `Did you enjoy it less?'
That was an amazing idea to me. Then I asked him how he knew
about that place. He was here all the way from Athens and the
park was by our house. He told me a man at a filling station told
him. I couldn't believe that. `Did you ask a lot of people before
someone could tell you?' I asked. `No, I just waited for one who
would know,' he said."
   "I think you can assume he will want to dip his cock in your
direction," Gus said.
   "Would you mind, Dad? He is family."
   "No, I don't mind at all. I do not like the idea of you
having sex with strangers for a couple of reasons. One, I want
you to have sex with me, and we can't do that if you are always
having sex with strangers, and two, who knows whether they have
syphilis, HIV, hepatitis, or any of the rest of those things. I
know Dr. Vitali would treat you for those, but why risk it? Plus,
we may be in Rome a long time."
   Mike nodded.
   "That is the reason why I started sucking you, you know. To
keep you from needing strangers."
   "What do you mean?" Mike asked.
   "You meet all of my needs, baby. I want to make sure I meet
all your needs, too. I don't want a stranger making you happier
than I do."
   "Dad, that will never happen. You made me happy before you
did that."
   "Good!"
   "Did you go back to the park?"
   "Of course! We went almost every day. I saw Demitri's cock
all the time. When he wasn't getting it sucked, he was beating
off at our house. He wasn't shy at all. I can still picture him
in my mind, lying on my bed with his belly and chest covered with
his cum and a big, goofy grin on his face. He was already hairy
by then and I was jealous. He told me the only way I would get
hair on my chest was by sucking his cock and swallowing his
spunk."
   Mike laughed.
   "You didn't fall for that, did you?"
   "I wasn't sure. It wasn't the kind of question I could ask
Father. I gave it a lot of thought, though, and decided I didn't
want hair that badly!"
   They laughed.
   Mike smiled. He realized that since his dad told him he
planned to eat his spunk, once he could make it, that his dad did
want Mike that badly. That was a nice feeling.
   "Did Uncle Alex suck him?"
   "Not that summer, as far as I know. I don't think I knew Alex
was gay when Demitri was here. Plus, now we know Alex was with
our father. I doubt Father would have allowed it."
   "I wonder if they ever did."
   "I assume Alex spent the whole time he lived with Demitri on
his knees. I thought Demitri had a really nice cock, and I am not
even interested in them-except for yours, of course. I think
Demitri's cock would be irresistible to Alex, and like I said,
Demitri wasn't shy. But I never asked. I haven't spoken to
Demitri for years. It is possible he has changed, but I doubt it.
He liked sex too much whether they were having sex. Demitri may
be happily married by now, but if he is, I doubt he is faithful."
   "How did Demitri end up in Rome?"
   "His grandmother is Italian. When she got ill, they traveled
there and while they were there, Demitri's father, Russo got a
really good job offer. They moved."
   They sat and spoke of other things for a while. Gus knew
exactly when Mike's desire for him flared. He could see it
clearly in his son's eyes. His son's eyes darted to different
parts of Gus' body. The top of his shirt. His arms. His
shoulders. He saw the tip of Mike's tongue. Gus finished his
drink quickly and got another. Gus drank it quickly, too.
   "Come. I need to use the bathroom."
   Gus winked at Mike and he grinned.
   They took their bags and walked to the nearest men's room.
Gus waited until no one was looking before the two of them
entered a stall.
   "Sit," he said, softly to his son.
   Mike sat on the toilet. Gus put his hands on his hips and
looked down at his son. Mike reached out and felt his father's
crotch. He squeezed the growing mound before rubbing his cheek
against it. Mike sighed. Gus had a buzz and he wanted Mike.
   Mike gazed into his father's sexy face. He had a little
smirk. Gus had forgotten all about his rule. Mike unzipped his
pants and pulled out his prize. He leaned forward and rubbed his
face on Gus' erection. It stiffened immediately. Mike placed soft
kisses on the shaft. He did love it. He also loved feeling the
veins against his lips. He kissed along a single vein. He looked
up at his father, who nodded. He swallowed it and Gus held his
son's head as he was fellated. Mike bobbed on his cock until Gus
pulled it out of his mouth and rubbed the head of his prick all
over Mike's face. In his inebriated state, he loved the idea of
people seeing his son with his dried spunk on his face. He let
Mike swallow his leaking cock and Mike began swallowing his
father's pre-cum. Gus sighed in total satisfaction. Their life
together was wonderful before he got the money from his brother.
It would only get better.
   Mike was hungry. He wanted thick, rich daddy milk. Gus didn't
want to come so soon, though. He pulled his cock out of Mike's
mouth and rubbed his face again with it. He smiled when a spurt
of pre-cum coated Mike's cheek under his left eye. He caught it
before it dripped off Mike's face. He offered his fingers with
his juice to Mike, who licked it all up, sucking each finger
clean. Gus sighed, contentedly.
   "Are you having sex in there?" They heard a man ask, softly.
   "No," Gus said.
   "Are you sure?" the man asked.
   "I think I would know," Gus responded.
   Gus sighed and started to put his cock away. It was very
stiff and he had trouble getting it back in his jeans. He was
glad he hadn't worn underwear. He could tell Mike was
disappointed, but he did not want to risk getting in trouble. He
ruffled Mike's hair with his hand.
   Gus bent over and whispered, "We'll come back later."
   Mike nodded. Gus opened the stall door and they left quickly.
   They walked back to the bar.
   "I'm glad your plane rule expired."
   "The second gin and tonic did that!"
   They both laughed. Mike pulled his stool right next to his
father's and Gus put his arm around him. There was a man who was
staring at them. Gus thought it must have been the man in the
restroom. He was overweight and not particularly attractive. He
started to walk over to them and Gus glared at him. He turned
around and left the bar. Gus ordered another drink and let Mike
drink some of it. He took Mike's hand and placed it on his
crotch. They grinned at each other as Mike groped his father.
They laughed and enjoyed themselves until it was almost time for
them to leave. They walked to their gate and sat.
   "I guess the next time really will be on the plane," Mike
said.
   "Do you mind?"
   "No, Dad. I'm having a wonderful time."
   "Me, too."
   Gus put his arm around his son. Mike leaned his head on his
father.
   "It's nice to see a father and son as close as you two," a
woman said to them.
   Mike tried not to laugh. He wondered if she would really
think it was nice if she knew just how close they were.
   Gus nodded to her and smiled.
   "I think there is something on your son's face," the woman
said.
   Gus looked at Mike's face and grinned. His pre-cum had dried
a whitish color. Gus licked his finger and wiped Mike's cheek.
   "Probably milk," the woman said.
   Gus nodded. Mike started to laugh and changed it to a cough.
   They boarded, and both of them loved their big, comfortable
seats.
   After the same woman walked past them, Mike whispered, "Maybe
you will get some milk on my face."
   "You would be angry that I missed your mouth!"
   They both laughed.
   Gus whispered, "I will make sure a little ends up visible.
After all, it is one of the joys of fatherhood!"
   Mike grinned and nodded. "You need more joy, Dad. Really."
   Gus laughed out loud.
   The stewardess came by and asked them if they wanted drinks.
   "Would you like a glass of milk?" she asked Mike.
   Both Gus and Mike tried not to laugh.
   Once she was gone, Mike whispered, "I've never drunk it from
a glass."
   Gus laughed and shook his head. Gus thought of a wonderful
surprise for his son. Maybe he, Alex, and Demitri could each help
fill a glass of their milk for Mike. With all three of them, they
should be able to get the glass at least half full. If he stirred
it a lot, it would be a sort of milk shake! Thanks to Dr. Vitali,
Gus knew drinking the sperm of all three of them would be good
for Mike. He couldn't wait to see the expression on Demitri's
face when he realized Mike wanted to suck him.
   Gus got a blanket from an overhead bin and placed it over
them. Mike immediately pulled down Gus' zipper. Gus helped him
out by pulling his cock and balls out of his jeans. Mike stroked
his father and felt his cock drool. He wished his mouth was over
it, but that would have to wait until later.
   Their drinks arrived, so Mike very reluctantly let go of his
dad's dick.
   "Oh, look at that expression!" Gus said. "Did your puppy
die?"
   Mike grinned.
   "Yes. I lost my hot dog."
   They both laughed.