Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2001 07:18:09 -0500 From: Ritch Christopher Subject: just-beyond-that-hill-13 All rights reserved. Copyright held by the author. If you are underage or are offended by gay fiction, containing graphic sex and explicit language, please exit now. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> There she was, Satan, personified...the she-horror...the wicked witch from the South...my prodigal sister, Marie...standing in the doorway...in my bedroom...in my farm...looking at me...naked...in my bed...with HER naked husband!!! She was screaming like a banshee. The only thing I could think to say was: "Welcome home, sis?...Where you been?...Sorry you missed seeing Dad before he left for Oak Ridge...and oh yes, sorry you missed Momma's funeral." Nothing I had said to her didn't register in her mind because it didn't seem to phase her. She was a scorned woman. She had found her husband, whom she had left, in bed with another lover...but it wasn't at all what she could ever have expected. The "other woman" was a man...and the man was I. "Am I suppose to believe that in the few weeks I've been gone, you two have become queer for each other?" "Maybe you should have stayed home with your husband and baby and tried to keep your household in order," I said, accusingly. Eddie still hadn't offered to say a word to her. "And just where is MY baby...have you turned him into a cocksucker, too?" "The baby you abandoned Marie, is asleep in that crib..or at least he was until you started screaming like a mule in heat." "I didn't abandon my baby. I went off to make a better life for him...and myself in the city. I don't want him to grow up to be a shit-kickin' farmer like you and Daddy and my cocksucking husband." Eddie spoke up. "Marie, you take one step toward that crib and you will rue the day you were born...Just where the hell have you been? And why the hell did you come back?" "Marie, didn't you hear anything about Momma dying?" I asked. "Yeah, I heard. That's why I came back. I knew she wasn't here to take care of Hal." "That's mighty considerate of you. Did you stay gone long enough just so you could miss the funeral?" "Momma only had two kids...you and brother, Hal. I didn't exist as far as she was concerned." "Marie, there's a difference in being dumb and stupid except when it comes to describing you. Momma never showed any difference in the way she treated all three of us. You were special because you were the only girl." "You mean she thought I was the only 'girl'. I wonder what she would have to say if she'd known that her only son-in-law would take up with her youngest son. No wonder she had a heart attack." "Marie if you had any idea what you were talking about, there might be some hope for you. You don't drive, who brought you out to the farm?" "I have someone outside waiting in the car for me." "Who?" "None of your damned business." "Well, if you couldn't make it to the funeral, why did you come home now?" "What do you think? I came home to get my baby." "Marie, you're NOT taking that baby. You ran off and left it and no court in Tennessee would let you take custody of it." "By the time I tell the court that my husband is sleeping with my brother, no court will see that I don't get custody." "Marie, I'm going to ask you nicely, to leave quietly." I said. "I will, once I have my baby." "Marie, you're NOT taking that baby anywhere!" "Just watch!!" She walked over to the crib and reached down for Little Hal. I walked over and pushed her back and stretched out my arms to shield the bassinet. "Get out of my way!" she screamed at me and slapped me across the right cheek. I felt very vulnerable standing there before her, naked. After she hit me, Eddie grabbed her arms from behind to restrain her. She was too quick for him as she turned and kneed him in his bare groin. Eddie bent over writhing in the pain that only a man knows about. Once more she started toward me. I was ready this time as I put up both hands and pushed her with all my weight forcing her to walk backward out the bedroom door. I didn't stop driving her until I reached the front door. I gave her one shove and she stumbled out on the front porch. Before she could stand, I slammed the door leaving her shut out. "I'll be back!!" She screamed as she made her way down the steps and crawled into the passenger side of an old Nash Rambler. I couldn't see who the driver was, but I was pretty sure it was a man. They scurried down the old dirt road. I hurried back to the bedroom to find Eddie still slumped on the floor holding his aching genitals. "Are you OK, babe?" I asked. "I hope so...God, it hurts." "Want me to kiss it?" "Not even that would help." "Do you think she WILL come back?" "You can count on it. We'd just better be ready for her." "Eddie, do you think she'll tell anyone about us?" "She'll try. I don't know if anyone will believe her or not." "God damn it! Every time we think things are going to be fine and finally work out for us...something else, bad, happens. I don't think I was meant to ever find happiness." "It seems that way, guy. Why the fuck did she have to show up and ruin everything. Last night was the happiest night of my life...and now this..." "Eddie, don't take this the wrong way, but I swear, if I knew I could get away with it, I would kill her." "Don't think the thought hasn't crossed my mind, too...But you know that's just stupid to even think that way." "What do you think we should do?" "I don't know...You have any ideas?" "One...what would happen if you and Little Hal were to take a little trip...somewhere she wouldn't know where to look?" "Like where?" "Oh...maybe a little town in Texas." "You mean where you stayed...with that cowboy named Ed?" "Yeah, he's got this ranch...and he was living all alone the last time I saw him...and he already knows about you. Hell, if there had been no you, I would still be there with him." "He fell in love with you, didn't he?" "He hinted at it." "Did you love him?" "I told him 'no'...that you were the only love in my life." "Did you sleep with him?...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that." "Yeah, I slept with him to get even with you...I knew that while I was there with him...you were here sleeping with Marie every night and trying to give her the pleasure she wanted. But with Ed, it was just sex. I didn't love him or anything." "Do you think he'd be willing to let me and Little Hal hide out there for a while?" "On one condition...you didn't have sex with him...the way I did...But that's just an idea...something to think about...only if we have to resort to doing it...I could stay here and keep the farm going. I'd rather know that you and Little Hal were safe in Texas, than have you here and worry about you all the time." The faint whirr of a car came from the old dirt road, Someone was coming, "Stay here with the baby, while I see who's coming down the drive." I put on a pair of overalls...no shirt, socks, or shoes and went out to the front porch. It was the red and white Nash Rambler. Marie had a new plan, It was up to me to counter-attack and foil her ploy. The Nash stopped and Marie got out. She was brandishing a 22 calibre rifle. I still couldn't see the driver of the car. She pointed the rifle right at me. "Out of my way, Judd." she ordered, while she cocked the chamber. "Marie, this is fucking stupid. You gonna kidnap your kid at gunpoint?" "I hoped it wouldn't have to resort to this...now get out of my way." I knew she was serious and dangerous because she didn't know a damned thing about a gun. She could just as easily shoot herself as well as me. I stepped aside as she pulled open the screen door and pushed her way into the living room and headed toward my bedroom. "Outta my way, Eddie! I want my baby." "It's not just YOUR baby, Marie...the baby is mine, too...You were the one who didn't care enough to stay and love it." "Well, I can learn to love it...NOW STEP ASIDE!!" "Over my dead body!" Eddie warned. "OK, if that's the way you want it!!" Without even taking aim, Marie raised the rifle and shot Eddie in the stomach. The blood spurted as he sank to the floor. "MY GOD, MARIE!! WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE?" My shout had scared her enough to drop the weapon as she walked over to the crib to pick up the baby. Anger, fear, hurt, all pumped my adrenalin flow. I had to stop her. I couldn't even look at my fallen lover. All I could see was the target...the enemy...my sister. I reached down to the floor to retrieve on of my high top work boots I used to plow in and threw it over my right shoulder. Then with all my might I swung the heel of the boot aiming at the back of Marie's head. I heard her skull crack on impact. She reached for her head to meet the pain, while her body crumpled in a heap. The blood gushing from Eddie's abdomen mixed with the pool that was spilling from her cranium. It was difficult to see who was bleeding more profusely. I didn't care who was outside in the Rambler, I just wanted whomever it was, to flee for help. I ran out on the porch crying, "Help". The driver, seeing me, instead of Marie, drove away hastily in fright, not knowing what had happened. Time was important. Not knowing if it was worth the effort in waiting on our primitive fleet of (two) ambulances or should I risk trying to transport the wounded in my truck, I opted for the latter. I ran in the bedroom and pulled two sheets off the bed and wrapped one around Eddie who was barely conscious. I put my arms under his and dragged him through the living room and heaved his dead weight into the bed of the truck. If I left with only him, leaving Marie on the floor, the chance of saving him was greater. I figured since I had struck the blow to Marie, it was only fair that I did my best to rush her to medical care also. I went back into the bedroom and put the second sheet around her. She was totally unconscious. As a matter of fact, I couldn't even see her chest rising as if she were breathing, I managed to lay her beside Eddie and I raced down the dirt road heading toward the hospital almost ten miles away. The speedometer read 80 mph but it seemed more like 25. I had placed Little Hal on the seat next to me. I'm not sure how long it took, but I soon pulled the truck under the canopy that led to the emergency room. Within two minutes, both Eddie and Marie were ushered into private cubicles with a small team of doctors and nurses divided between the two victims. I stood in the hospital hallway holding Little Hal in my arms with one arm and clutching my chest with the other, fearing the pounding of my heart would burst through my sternum. I couldn't breathe, nor could I focus because of my tears. A few moments passed before they wheeled Eddie onto the elevator to go into surgery. The movement of the medical team masked by a curtain which cordoned off Marie, didn't seem like they were hustling with her treatment...and for very good reason....Marie was dead....I had killed her. Now all I could do was wait and see if she had killed Eddie. The sheriff of Bradley County arrived and two squad cars with patrolmen. They began firing questions at me like a gattling gun, Without mentioning Eddie's and my relationship, I gave as accurate account of the event as possible, telling the sheriff where to find the rifle and the boot. Little Hal was upset and needed a bottle and a change which I couldn't provide. One of the nurses called up the fifth floor of the hospital which housed the maternity ward and had a bottle of general formula and a fresh diaper and blanket. When the sheriff and police had left to go out to investigate the crime scene. I sat in the waiting room nursing the baby. I had forgotten how to pray. I wasn't sure whom to pray to. This was another of those tragic times in my life when I was certain there was no God...There couldn't be, if He let such things keep happening and happening, I suddenly wished I had my Momma's faith. That's what religion was all about...faith...no assurance...just hope. Was it only last night that Dad had given me the deed to the farm and was it only last night that I had finally got to spend an entire night with the love of my life? And could it be, just an hour ago, I had become a murderer and maybe a widower? I hated even the idea of a God. I should call Dad, but what the hell could I say to him. This might be the blow that caused him to have a heart attack or worse. I kept thinking of all the times in my life I wanted to just disappear and 'not be'. Just like Hamlet chose to be or not to be. I wanted NOT to be. Since Big Hal's death, I felt like I had spent every waking moment wanting to escape or get away where things were more pleasant. If I had stayed with the other Hal in Arkansas or Ed in Texas or Chad and Kenny in California...I wouldn't be in my latest predicament. "Oh Dear God, if you DO exist...please don't take Eddie away from me!". That's all I could think, I waited six hours. Little Hal was asleep on a bench next to me in the waiting room. Dr.Boone got out of the elevator and came toward me. He looked tired as he took off his surgical cap. "Judd." "Dr. Boone, how's Eddie?" "Good and bad. He lost a lot of blood. The bullet went through his liver and grazed his spinal column as it exited. He made it through the surgery fine, but it looks like there could be some partial paralysis in his lower extremeties." "Will he be able to walk?" "In time. He's very lucky the bullet didn't go through the spine or severed it. We're not certain just yet how mobile he will be. With physical therapy, there's a good chance he might fully recover. It depends on how his body heals. Nerve damage heals in strange ways...There's no way of telling at this point. I understand he was trying to stop Marie from taking the baby and she shot him?" "Yessir." "And then you hit her with a boot or something?" "Yessir, I wasn't sure if she would shoot the baby next, or me. once she had shot Eddie?" "Marie was always a strange girl...She had a lot going for her but never was aware of it." "Yessir. She had about the best husband in the world and his baby and that wasn't enough to satisfy her." "I don't suppose there'll be any charges placed against you since it seems like self-defense and all. Will you be able to take care of Eddie AND a new baby all by yourself?" "I'll try my darndest." "If not, why don't you get someone to move in with you to give you some help. I might have someone who might be interested in helping you out for just room and board. There's a new emergency room tech named Cory Emerson who's just back from Korea, He was a medic in the army. He's been bunking in my spare room and he might enjoy being around some guys closer to his own age. I'll talk to him if you like. It looks like Eddie might be in the hospital for at least a couple of weeks and after that, Cory would be able to assist Eddie with his therapy at home." "Thanks, Doctor. I wanna be sure that I'm not going to be indicted first and if it looks like I'm gonna be exonerated, I'd like to talk it over with Eddie as soon as he's ready." <><><><><><><><><> Poor old Dad having to go through the ordeal of burying another member of the family, so soon. Due to the circumstances and to keep rumors and gossip in a small town from growing out of proportions, we decided to have a private graveside service, unannounced to the public, the time only known to us few. We didn't even choose pallbearers. As soon as Marie's body was ready, Chapin's Funeral Home arranged to transport the body immediately to the cemetary where only Dad, Rev. Davis and I were waiting. The service was completed in less than fifteen minutes and the grave diggers were there to start throwing dirt on the pine box containing my victim. The coroner's inquest was held in the waiting room on the fourth floor of the hospital, allowing Eddie to recount the events which led up to Marie's death, excluding the fact that she had caught the two of us in bed naked together. This seemed secondary to the fight over child custody. I was cleared of all charges, saying that I had acted in best interest of defending Eddie and the child. This in no way alleviated my guilt, but somehow a great load of pressure had been lifted off my shoulders. Eddie had feeling in his legs. It was just that the bullet had somehow damaged his motor skills and he had to learn to walk and stand and sit and bend. His progress was slow but steady. I was really no help. Whenever I took his hand or put my arms around his waist to assist, it was all I could do, to keep from embracing him and planting a kiss on his lips. I needed him to comfort me and I wanted to hold him and let him know that I loved him no matter what physical shape he was in. I discovered one thing about myself, that I was no Superman. I couldn't trek to the hospital every day and keep up the farm chores and take care of a baby all by myself. I DID need some help, if only temporarily. This realization brought about my meeting with Cory, I didn't know if he could hoe or weed or garden, but he could change diapers and heat a baby's formula. I fixed Momma and Dad's bedroom up for him. He was impressive to look at. He still had his army burr haircut. His body was tanned and muscular from army training and working without a shirt while on duty as a medic in the rice fields of North Korea. Since his discharge he had grown a beard which just lined his jaw line and chin and a slightly trimmed blonde mustache. He was from Savannah and had the Georgia drawl. He had lost both his parents to cancer before he was sixteen, which prompted him to lie about his age and join the army and trained to be a medic. He looked a great deal like the movie star Richard Jaeckal, who played in so many war movies...young and handsome. Cory and Little Hal took to each other like lint does to velvet. The babe was a good baby, always smiling, kicking and reaching up for one of us to hold him. I don't know where Cory learned how to take care of infants, but he was superb. It was almost as if he could anticipate a urine or bowel movement, because the baby never was wet. Cory made sure of that. He was also good at many other things, including carpentry. He helped me build a ramp up the front steps to make things easier for Eddie when he was ready to come home. Cory and I maintained a distant relationship, respecting each other's privacies. I didn't know how or when to prepare him for what he might see once Eddie and I were reunited in our own home. I presumed Cory had no such feelings himself, being in the army and all. But I was hoping he'd be liberal enough in his views to accept my relationship with Eddie. Sure, I was human. I kept looking at Cory wondering what would happen if...? If I were single and if he liked men? If he had ever tried it with a guy? I wondered how he would look without his clothes. How he was hung sexually? A thousand unanswered questions filled my mind every time I saw him. I wondered what would happen if I tested the waters before Eddie got home? Would he submit and if he did, would he tell. Or would he be willing to have a little fling and keep it to himself? I didn't know how to approach the subject without giving myself away. The old "Do you have a girlfriend" seemed so juvenile to try, but it was a legitimate question that would only require a 'yes' or 'no' answer. Oh hell, what did I have to lose? The approach seemed innocent enough, "You're so good with Little Hal, Cory. Did you have any younger brothers and sisters to take care of when you lived at home?" "No, I was an only child." "Do you have any kids of your own...here in the states or in Korea? I've heard a lot of soldiers got South Korean girls pregnant and left them to have the kid on their own." "No, the whole time I was overseas, I never had sex with any girl." The next question was too obvious to reveal, but I DID wonder about any "guy". But I didn't have the courage to pry. I would try to beat around the bush and ask it indirectly. "Did you have a best buddy you left over there?" "Yeah, I had one, but he was killed in combat." "I'm sorry." "Yeah, he and I had even talked about coming home and try to get a job at the same hospital and maybe even live together." "Neither one of you had a girl waiting back home in the states?" "Nah, he wasn't into girls. I don't think he'd ever even had a date. So far as I know, he died a virgin." "Boy that's rough...to live so short a life and never experience sex before you die." "I didn't say he'd never experienced sex. I just meant he'd never had a girl." Was he hinting at what I thought he was hinting at? I decided to press a little farther. "You mean he'd had 'foxhole' sex with an army buddy or something like that?" "Something like that." "My brother, Hal was killed in Korea and I'd heard stories about how cold the winters got over there and how they taught you guys the best way to keep warm is to make contact with another person's naked body. Is that true?" "Yeah, a lot of big masculine guys let all their inhibitions down when it came to freezing to death in below zero weather. You learn to take off you clothes and scrunch your naked body as close to your best buddy as you can, just to save your life...We thought nothing about it." "But didn't that sometimes bring on a rather awkward situation if one or both of you, say, got an erection?" "It happened and we just accepted it because your buddy had one too." "I don't know if I could have done that or not." "Sure you could...there's a lot of things you think you'd never do. that you do do if it's necessary." "Yeah, but it might be just my luck to have a buddy who wanted to stick his erection up my butt....What would I do then?" "You'd lay there and enjoy it and hope your buddy would so finish so it would be your turn next." "You're kidding? You had that happen to you...trying to keep warm?" "More than once." Cory admitted. "You don't frown on man-man sex?" "No...never have." "Then I feel better talking to you. You see, I have tried to find a way to tell you about..." "About you and Eddie?" He cut me off. "How did you know." "Man, all you have to do is take one look when you two guys are together and know you're both madly in love with each other." "God, is it that obvious." "To me it is." "Do you think everyone gets the same idea?" "Nope...just me...let's say it takes one to know one." "You're homosexual?" "Yep, and have been since I was fifteen." "Shit, and all this time, I've tried to be careful around you without letting you know about Eddie and me." "You guys can relax, Your secret is safe with me." "Since you buddy died, have you had any other guys?" "Haven't had the chance." "You haven't had sex with anyone, since you got back home?" "Just Rosy Palms, doing the old five finger exercise." "What would you say if I asked you if you would like to go to bed with me?" "I'd say I wouldn't want to be the cause of you and Eddie breaking up." "Suppose if it were all right with Eddie and we just went to bed for fun, with no strings attached." "I'd have to hear it from Eddie...not that I don't believe you...I'd just need to hear him say it." "OK...but since Eddie and I first fell in love, I've had many others, all the way from here to California...and Eddie knows about every one of them. I've told him and he's okay with whatever I need to make me happy." "He's a terrific guy...and I wouldn't do anything to hurt him." "Thanks Cory." "You're welcome." Cory and I behaved ourselves and lived together like best friends for the next ten days when Eddie came home from the hospital. We were a family once again. Eddie never once questioned my about anything that might've or could've happened between Cory and me, being unchaperoned nightly. Eddie's legs continued to get stronger, especially with the long grueling sessions Cory spent with him making him push his heels into Cory's hands and riding a make-believe bicycle. Eddie was learning to depend on Cory, more and more. I never felt the slightest hint of jealousy, even when Cory would put Eddie in the tub and give him long baths. We all knew our limitations and when or when not to go too far. We trusted each other...if only I could trust myself. Seeing Eddie every day and holding him in bed every night without any form of sex and eyeing Cory's body from afar every day...was driving me up the walls. Several times I had to go out in the barn or hide in the corn stalks just to jerk off. One afternoon I came in the bedroom to get a fresh shirt. The one I'd been wearing for two days was all sweaty and stained. I heard Cory in the bathroom giving Eddie a bath. They weren't aware of my presence, so I thought I would just sit and listen. Just the idea of that was good for three or four jerk off fantasies. "How about here?...You got any feeling there?" Cory asked Eddie in the bathroom. "Yes, I can feel that perfectly." "And here?" "Fine." I had no idea what part of Eddie's body they were testing but the whole conversation sounded erotic. My mind was dancing in fantasies, until I heard Cory ask... "How about your testicles? They still have feeling?" "Squeeze them and find out?" replied Eddie..."Ouch...they're a little sensitive." "OK, what else can I do for you?" "Cory, I know that Judd is dying to have sex with me every night and I don't know if I can yet," "What do you mean?" "I haven't had one climax since the day I was hospitalized." "And you want me to help you and see if you can still do it?" "Yes...if you don't mind...and if you promise to keep this a secret from Judd." "The latter part is understood...You just want me to try to jerk you off, right here in the tub?" "Yes please." "All right, let's see what we can do to give you a nice big hard on?" "You could let me touch yours." replied Eddie. "You think that would do it?" "Probably...but we won't know unless we try it?" "OK, here goes...get ready for the official unveiling." "God, you're huge." remarked Eddie. "I think you'll be the same size, once we get you all pumped up....See there, you've already doubled in size." "Would you get angry if I put it in my mouth?" "If you think it will help you therapeutically." "I think it might help." "OK,let me drop my pants so you can get to me better." said Cory. My imagination was running wild from what I was hearing coming from the bathroom and I already had raging erection. "Oh God, your mouth feels great!" said Cory."Ah. man, it's been such a long long time since I've been in anyone's mouth...Oooh...I'm a little sensitive...Oh yeah, that's it...that's the way...Of baby, yes...yes...suck that thing...Oh my God how I've needed this...Yes, suck it baby...please....oh please. I need to cum" The more Cory talked, the faster my right hand was flying pumping my red meat. Maybe it was sex my proxy, but this is the most excitement I'd had with Eddie since he had been home. I didn't care if he had someone else's cock in his mouth. I was feeling it too, in my mind and in my pulsating prick. "Hey, look, Eddie...it's working....look how hard you're getting. If you wanna, you can stop doing me now. Hey, this is your therapy not mine...Eddie, stop please...or you're gonna get a mouth full...Listen guy, I'm serious...I can't hold off much longer....Eddie...come on now...you'd better quit....Eddie...Eddie...All right then...Don't say I didn't warn you....Here it comes....Oh yeah!!! Then I heard a lot of moaning from Cory while I could hear Eddie lapping and licking the newly deposit hot load. I couldn't help myself. I grabbed a dirty sock out of one of my boots and shot my jism into it. I had needed to cum as badly as Cory as I imagined my lover's lips on my organ. I was anxious to hear what was to follow as Cory's action had succeeded in putting Eddie's love machine back in working order. "God, Eddie, that was wonderful. I'm grateful but I'm sorry you did it, at the same time. I don't want to cause you to be unfaithful to Judd." "Judd wouldn't mind. He would want what's best for me...and apparently that was just what I needed for you succeeded in giving me a rock hard erection." "How do you want to get rid of it? I can give you a hand job, or if you like I can go down on you...or you think you're strong enough to try fucking?" "I..uh..would like to try to fuck you and see if I still can. There's nothing more I would like to do than be able to satisfy Judd in bed, once again," "All right, I'll let you fuck me on one condition...You pretend it's Judd your with... and not me....OK?" "I'll try. You two are so similar and yet, so different..Before we begin, can I ask you something?" "Sure...shoot!" "Have you and Judd been...you know...you, two been fooling around?" "We talked about it...but that's all it was...just talk. I told him I wouldn't do anything with him without your permission...and I haven't." "I love Judd more than anything in the world. He's my life and I know he has needs, too. Needs I've been unable to help him with. So, Cory, if the subject comes up again between you, two, you have my permission to do anything you, guys want to do." "It sounds strange to hear someone say how much they love someone and give the OK to be unfaithful, if necessary, to keep the relationship going. I guess that's a sign of true love...the kind I've never experienced before." Why did I feel all warm and fuzzy inside when my lover had just had sex with another guy in the next room and then asked, if the same guy would take the time to service me? Was I nuts? Or was this the deepest kind of trust and love? My attention, once again focused on the voices coming from the bathroom. "OK, pal, now how do you wanna work this? You want me to lay down on the bathmat and you lie on top of me?" "Why don't you let me sit on the commode and you straddle me and ease yourself down on me?" "Sounds like a winner...Can you get on the toilet by yourself?" "I think so...let me try....THERE, I did it...unassisted." "OK let me give you a few strokes to get you back up, where you were, I want you nice and hard when I ease myself down on you...How about you getting hard in my mouth?" "Whatever...just as long as I get there...you're the therapist." Apparently Cory had gotten on his knees and put Eddie in his mouth because I heard those little gasps and moans coming from Eddie's mouth as I had so often heard in the past. It pleased me to hear them once again. He was getting well. "Oh man Cory, you have one more hot mouth...One could die and go to heaven in there!!" Cory stopped long enough to say, "You don't know how good it feels to have a cock back in my mouth. I use to love doing this more than anything." "How about fucking...you like that too?" "I love it!" "Well I think you'd better get up and and ease yourself down on my, I don't think I can get any harder." "All right, buddy, but just take it slow...I don't want you overexerting yourself this first time. I think I left enough saliva on you tip to act as a pretty good lubricant...OK, let me hold onto your shoulders while I straddle you...Good...now hold your cock straight up and point it directly at my anus...That's it...now strain just a little so you're good and erect...Yeah, that's it...Now let me sit down slowly and you glide it into me...Yeah...easy now....slow...slow...a little more...farther....farther...yet that's it...Now I'm gonna sit on your legs and you let it go all the way in...right down to your pubic hair...I want to feel those tiny little devils tickle my ass cheeks...Yeah, that's it baby...God you feel enormous!!...But you've filled up my entire anal cavity...Now slowly you push upward every time I lower my body weight...That should give you a lot of friction...Oh, God, I bet Judd loves you doing this to him...You are one more hard fucker...!!" I could hear the noise of the wooden toilet seat every time Eddie's cock went all the way in and reached its mark. It was like a bang! bang! bang! steady rhythm. Once again, I wasn't jealous. I knew the sensation Cory was getting on my behalf. I did envy what he was feeling as I mocked the action by placing my third and forefinger into my ass and imagined it was I getting the real action next door. I longed to hear Cory getting the full treatment. I wanted him to kiss my lover when he came. Again, was I crazy? I thought 'not'. For I soon got my wish as I heard Eddie saying, "Cory, I'm almost ready...would you kiss me as I cum?" "Anything to please the master." "Kiss me, because here I cum." I heard groaning and grunting combined with heavy breathing and the sound of lip-smacking from deep kisses. Needless to say. I filled the other sock with a fresh load of my own. I realized by the time that has passed I should be coming in from outside. So I tiptoed down the hall and slammed the screen door and shouted... "Hey, where is everybody?" "We're in here, Judd, in the bathroom, Cory was just about to give me my bath." "Oh? OK then, you two go ahead and get your bath and I'll go in the kitchen and start cooking some supper....You guys want pork chops or fried chicken tonight?" "I vote for the pork", yelled Eddie. "Me, too." chimed in Cory, "Then pork it is. You guys take your time, I wanna whip up a batch of Momma's buttermilk biscuits and I'll make gravy." By the time they entered the kitchen, I had almost finished cooking. They looked all spiffy and shiny with their wet hair slicked back. Both were shaved and had this happy satisfied glow on their faces that I was not suppose to notice of question where it had come from. I was glad...glad for all three of us. The conversation at the table was light and happy...more like old times before and in between tragedies. Finally Eddie changed the subject. "Judd, my back feels a little tired tonight, I think I want to try sleeping on my stomach with my legs stretched out in a vee. I think that would feel real good...but if I do...I won't give you much room...I'll be hogging most of the bed..Do you think for just this one night, you could sleep in Cory's room,,,that is if Cory doesn't mind?" "I don't mind sharing a bed with Judd, Eddie, if he doesn't mind, and if you're sure that's really what you want." "Cory, that's exactly what." Eddie said as he looked at first, one of us, then the other, and smiled covering it with a big gulp of iced tea. I looked at Cory. He responded by looking at me, then Eddie, then back to me. He nodded and smiled, knowingly that Eddie had just given his permission. <><><><><><><><><><><><><>