Date: Fri, 16 Mar 2001 06:23:56 -0600 From: Tim Foure Subject: "Me and Dad the Sequel Ch 25" Me and Dad the Sequel, Part I Extending the Family. Chapter 25 - Dave by Tim Foure copyright 2001 by Tim Foure If you are under 18 or not permitted access to homosexual erotica where you live, then you should not read this story. The other usual disclaimers too. ___________ Chapter 25 - Dave - 1977 When Charlie showed up at the gym, I felt a rush of pleasure at seeing him. I did what I could to make him comfortable both with the place and with Larry, though it didn't take much effort on my part. Larry seemed to take a liking to him immediately and put some effort into making him feel comfortable too, even pointing out some of the facilities as we made our way to the lockers. Locker rooms are funny places. Even though everybody at the gym ends up naked there at one time or another, some guys withdraw into themselves, making it clear by their body language that they're not really naked even though they don't have any clothes on. Other guys are very open, throwing privacy aside and being naked for all the world to see. If you should happen to touch one of the first type, even accidentally, he'll withdraw and possibly even be offended. Being touched could hardly matter less to the second type. In fact, he seems to welcome it as he invades your personal space and invites you by his behavior to invade his. Larry was the second type. I think he discovered he liked being naked in semi-public places like the locker room after he started coming to the gym regularly. I knew he liked being naked in private, stripping off his clothes the minute he entered my apartment after our workouts and dressing only at the last minute before he had to leave. Once when we were talking about the clothing optional resort Linda and I had gone to on our long-delayed honeymoon, I asked him if he'd like to go to such a place. "Man, I'd love it! Dick swinging in the breeze. Just being free of even your clothes for a little while." "Wouldn't you worry about getting a hardon out in public?" It had been a serious worry of mine the first time. "Hell, no! If I popped a boner and somebody wanted to look at it, I'd be glad I could give 'em a thrill." He closed his eyes as if he was seeing the whole scene play itself out in his imagination. His dick cooperated, extending itself into a full-fledged hardon inside of a minute. "So why don't you do it then?" I asked, reaching for his hardon. We had been resting before trying for a second round when the conversation started. Now it was obvious he was ready to play again. "Janice'd have a cow if I ever suggested she go outside naked. It's definitely not her thing." "Too bad," I told him as I began licking the wide, mushroom-shaped knob of his dick. As the three of us were taking our clothes off in the locker room, I wondered which type Charlie would turn out to be. Since he was a doctor, I knew he had it in him to disappear behind a wall of professional detachment if it suited him. But I had sensed during my physical that he had decided to do without that wall just then. I had felt a closeness between us at the time that I wanted to see continue since I thought of us both as part of an extended family with Linda and Mike at the center. I was pleased to see he didn't mind being looked at once he had his clothes off, and I noticed he gave Larry a pretty thorough looking over too. I knew Larry would like that because he enjoyed being looked at when he was naked. After our workouts and his tour with Bob, I decided to see just how comfortable Charlie could get with us. When Larry settled on the top bench in the steam room, I positioned myself so if Charlie sat between us, he would be touching one or the other of us all the time. As he walked toward me out of the steam, I saw he was headed for the open bench on my left side rather than the space between Larry and me. I patted the bench to encourage him to sit between us, which he did after only a few seconds' hesitation. I was very glad to see him settle in so he was touching both of us. That had been all I wanted to do, but an opportunity arose to go further. I started to hear a noise that could only have been one guy sucking another guy's dick. I saw out of the corner of my eye that Charlie had heard it too, and there was no mistaking the minute he figured out what he was hearing. I tapped his thigh with my knuckles to get his attention as I leaned into him and asked if what was going on bothered him. I was glad when he said it didn't and it wasn't any of his business besides. As I was asking him that, though, I glanced down and saw his dick was reacting to the sound. I wondered then if he would be comfortable getting hard in front of me. Part of me was serious about it as an indicator of his comfort level, and part of me was thinking, 'I've shown you mine, so now you show me yours.' Larry gave me the opening by asking if he liked the facilities and was ready to commit himself to a contract. To encourage him, I squeezed his thigh and shook it slightly. Apparently that ended whatever control Charlie had over his dick. It lengthened even more and I was sure it would go to full erection with just a little more encouragement. I gave him that encouragement with my hand on his thigh as Larry and I tried to talk him into meeting us for our twice weekly workouts. I saw Larry lean forward to watch the progress of Charlie's erection as he fisted his own slowly. That was all it took to get mine up as well. When Charlie finally agreed to meet us, I gave his thigh one final squeeze and a few pats before I swung my arm over his head to lay it on the bench behind his shoulders. As I did, Charlie's dick lifted off the bench and stood up between his thighs. I saw Larry give me the thumbs-up sign as he continued to fist his own. My dick followed suit as I leaned into Charlie and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry about it. Like you told me during my physical, hardons happen. We'll just sit here until they settle down." I could tell he thought that was a good idea, but it was also obvious he wasn't uncomfortable with the situation. Larry and I both moved away from him a little ways so we could all lose our erections before we left the steam room. After we ate, Charlie joining us at Larry's invitation, we walked back to our cars. As Charlie pulled away, Larry said to me, "He seems like a really nice guy. I thought he'd lose it when he started getting hard and you made sure he went the whole way, but he was cool as could be about it. From where I sat he didn't look bothered at all. He sure took a good look at my hardon when he turned his head toward me. Nice dick on him too. Bet Linda's getting good use outta that. Looked a lot like yours with that convertible top on it. Admit you were curious about what he had." He elbowed me as he asked. "Ok, I admit it. I was curious. Linda says they have great sex." "You handling that ok?" he asked. We had reached his car and stopped. Mine was a few cars further on. "Yeah, I really am. I think I'm finally finding out something about myself I should have found out a lot younger. But at least it's working out so nobody had to get hurt by it." "So are we sucking or what?" "I wouldn't know it was Monday if we weren't." "Let's quit wasting time then. My dick's already hard." With that, he walked around his car and got in, starting it and pulling out of the parking place before I even reached mine. He was waiting for me at the door to my apartment when I got there. "Thought you weren't coming," he told me with a smile as I came around the corner from the elevator. He had left his jacket in the car and his shirt was already unbuttoned, showing his chest and giving the lie to his words. "When did I ever say that? I was planning on cumming real soon after we got here," I told him as I opened the door. He sailed past me and was standing naked in the middle of the living room by the time I had turned around from locking the door. He was already hard and stroking himself slowly. "Don't shoot before I get a chance to suck on that some," I told him as I began to pull off my own clothes. "I got a feeling I'm gonna be good for two rounds tonight." "Sure you're up to it? It's already later than we usually get here." "Seeing Charlie's hardon got me pretty hot. You can have this load as fast as you can get over here to take it. Then we can rest a little bit and go for a quickie before I have to leave." "You don't have to ask me twice," I said as I dropped to my knees and sucked his dick into my mouth. True to his word, he came after just a few minutes. I swallowed it down and fell back on my butt, supporting myself with my arms stretched behind me to the floor. Larry dropped between my legs and began sucking me. He was clearly loaded for bear because he brought me off even faster than I had him. Afterwards we lay on the floor talking about this and that and casually caressing whatever part of each other's bodies was closest to our hands. Larry particularly like having his balls rubbed, so once the afterglow was gone and it seemed possible to start moving toward another round, I took hold of them with my fingertips and massaged the sac and the skin right around it very gently. His dick began to respond immediately, lengthening and getting slightly thicker, but I knew from experience it wasn't likely to get completely hard again so soon after an orgasm. After a few minutes had passed during which Larry had signaled his enjoyment of what I was doing by moaning from time to time, he asked me, "How're things going with you and Bob?" When I started seeing Bob, I hadn't told Larry about it even though we were generally pretty open with each other and often talked our way through or even sought each other's advice on things which were quite personal. It wasn't true that we didn't have any secrets from each other, but the ones we did have had occurred from oversight rather than intention. And Larry told me once, "You can tell me anything you want. It'll go in one ear and disappear in this mess I got in my head where my brain is supposed to be." So I suppose the reason I hadn't told him about Bob right from the beginning was my lack of certainty about what I wanted in the future. My divorce from Linda had nothing to do with my sexuality. And in fact, if her father hadn't made her nearly paranoid about responding to me sexually, I might never have explored other forms of satisfaction besides my own right hand. It was hard to give her father credit for that, but in honesty I suppose I have to say he drove me to find out more about myself. Now I knew I was at least as attracted to men as I was to women, and I was willing to consider that in the end I might actually be more attracted to men. So one night after the second time I had had sex with Bob, as Larry and I were resting after having sucked each other off and still thinking about whether or not we could manage a second inning, I had told Larry about him. "You mean you guys are dating?" "I dunno. I don't think Bob thinks of it that way." I stopped there, nearly certain I knew what Larry's reaction would be but not being positive enough to take it for granted. "That's him. What do you think about it?" "I'd like it to be dating." I paused, looking away for a minute and then turning back to him to ask, "You ok with that?" Larry closed his eyes and didn't answer for a few minutes. I began to wonder if I'd made a mistake telling him. Aside from a very liberal attitude in two particular areas, he could be a pretty conventional guy. He opened his eyes and looked up at me. "Yeah, I am. I really am. Never thought much about it before. It's not for me, I know that. But I'm not saying there's anything wrong with it for somebody else. And it's not the sex part. That'd be a funny thing for me to be bothered about considering I'm planning on sucking your dick again in a few minutes and I'm sure hoping you're gonna suck mine. But I can't see going on a date with you or with any other guy. You're my best friend. You have been since we were kids. I know I can count on you no matter what. And you're one hell of a suck buddy. If I was gonna get romantic over a guy, it'd have to be you. But you just don't ring my bell, ya know?" I was relieved. "Yeah, I know. No kissing and hugging for you and me. Just go straight for the dick every time." "Right on! Every time!" he said as he crawled toward me and sucked my soft dick into his mouth. Since then I'd kept Larry up to date on Bob and me. When I told him about Bob being raped, he became very angry, angrier than I had ever seen him. He told me, "If he wants to go kill the guy, I'm willing to go along and help." When I explained how Bob had taken it, Larry told me, "He's a better man than I am. I'd've never started thinking about my own life after somebody did that to me. I'd've just wanted to kill him." After that, Larry had been more actively supportive of any relationship which developed between me and Bob. When I told him I was pretty sure I was falling in love, he said, "I don't see how you could do better in a guy than him. Good body. Hot in bed, or so you tell me. And a really decent guy besides." So in answer to Larry's "How're things going with you and Bob?", I told him, "We had a long talk. I guess we're gonna be taking it slow for now." "What's 'slow' mean?" I noticed his dick was beginning to stiffen up. "'Slow' means no church wedding, none of that," I joked with him as I slid my hand from his balls to his dick. "Least you won't have to decide right away which one gets to wear the dress." Thinking about things Bob had told me, I had to laugh at that. "No. Not an urgent problem." I was stroking his dick slowly. "So you guys still dating or are you going slow on that too?" "No. Definitely not. We're still seeing each other every chance we get." "But . . .?" "But we're not thinking about moving in together or anything like that right now." I moved to between Larry's legs so I could stroke his dick with one hand and resume massaging his balls with the other. "I been meaning to ask you something. Or tell you something really. God knows I don't want to stop sucking dick with you every Monday and Thursday, but if it gets to be a problem between you and Bob, you can just tell me and I'll understand, ok?" "Thanks. I appreciate that. It's not a problem now. He knows we meet. I expect I'll know if we get to the point where it starts looking like a problem. Same thing's true of me and Mike. But of course Bob doesn't know about that." "Course not. But Mike'll understand if you tell him. He's a good kid." "I think he will too." "I gotta say one thing, though. If it was me, I'd want to be living with him. It feels good to wake up every morning in bed with the person you love. What's the holdup?" "Kids, mostly. His, I mean. He's not comfortable enough with himself yet to tell them about us, so we can't do anything that'll give them the idea. And I suppose I'm being the same way because I haven't told Linda or my family." "Think you need to tell them?" "I'd need to if Bob was ready to move in with me. And if I felt we were going to try to make it last for the long haul. Otherwise, no." "Well, your secret's safe with me. How about moving on there. I've had all the hand action I need." "No problem," I told him as I changed position so I could start to suck his dick. He had been oozing precum for some time, and I had been using it as a lubricant to stroke him. Now I licked it from the head of his dick and began to suck. The precum flow continued, giving me a fresh taste every minute or so. I worked at bringing him close to an orgasm, keeping one hand on his balls so I'd know how close he was. I had just about decided he'd had enough when he asked me to back off and give him a chance. After we changed positions, he took hold of my hard dick, held it so the foreskin continued to extend beyond the head, and sucked off the precum. Like every cut guy I had ever been with, he had been fascinated by my foreskin and had spent time learning how to use it to make me feel good. He had figured out that the place where the inside met the outside was particularly sensitive, so he had developed a technique where he would trace the tip of his tongue around and around it, touching it lightly. Being touched there gave me little thrills of pleasure in odd places over my body. As he did it, he continued to suck up whatever precum formed in the well around the head. From that he went to poking his tongue between my foreskin and the head of my dick, circling the head slowly as he forced his tongue further in. Last of all he sucked my entire dick into his mouth and began to piston his head up and down on it until I begged him to stop. We swapped places then, him lying back and me sucking his dick. I was prepared to make it last awhile, but he told me it was getting close to time for him to go home. I tightened my lips, increased my tongue action, and had him firing his cum across my tongue in just a few minutes. He returned the favor, making me cum very quickly as well. "You and Bob have fun tomorrow night," he told me as he left. To be continued _______________ Comments appreciated. Send them to TimFoure@hotmail.com. Flames ignored. Earlier chapters of this story are archived at WWW.NIFTY.ORG in the gay male/incest section.