Date: Fri, 5 Nov 2021 11:00:17 -0500 From: Jake Stone Subject: "Wrong Side of the Tracks", Part Twelve Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I lose interest when you lose interest. Let me know how I'm doing! studbluecollar@gmail.com. Thanks for the continued support. All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more. The Palm Springs motel and home are made up. They don't exist. And yes. I have a thing for Palm Springs. Used to live there. Live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short. Where we left them: After Shay left Casey lay there, naked and sweating, not wanting to move. His anxiety really had all but disappeared. He was sure it would rear its ugly head again but for right now he was at peace. Now he just had to break it to Bash. He was sure Bash would be up for it but he also had the feeling it would be Jordy's way out. He saw Jordy going back to the coast after his grandparents' house sold. But Casey didn't think there would really be any hard feelings all the way around. He would call Bash in the morning and ask him to come down to the house. Jordy was welcome if he wanted to come. It only took about 30 minutes and Shay was back carrying Casey's overnight and the rest of the twelve pack. And he even had the cash that Casey used to pay for the room. "There we go. You have stuff here. You officially live here." Shay smiled. "Doesn't a change of shirt and today's clothes qualify as more of a sleep over rather than a move in?" Casey said laughing. "Not in my book, brother. And especially not today." Shay said as he got on top of Casey and made out with him. As they kissed and devoured each other's mouth Casey realized it was going to lead to more fucking. He felt Shay's cock hard against his stomach. He was just afraid of who was getting fucked. Because he knew it was going to be him, not Shay. But was he really all that afraid? Part Twelve, "Wrong Side of the Tracks" Tuesday came round pretty quickly. Pat and Philip landed about noon and headed straight to the house. They were both tired from all their 'activities' and the emotional roller coaster Philip was going through about his grandparents. They both had a feeling that was the last time Philip was going to see them alive. But neither one of them said it out loud. When they got to the house Pat opened the garage door with the remote but just parked on the driveway behind Philip's jeep that was in the garage. It was in the same space it was when they left so it seemed no one used it. Shay said that he had set up Casey and Bash with spaces under the carports at the motel. Pat thought he might start using one of the carport spaces as well. They collected their stuff and went into the house. Pat closed the garage door as they entered the residence. The house felt surprisingly still. With two new roommates plus Shay and Rory you would think someone was around. Although it was a school day which would explain Rory and Bash's absence. But where were Casey and Shay. Both Philip and Pat were anxious to get to know Casey. Especially since he captured Shay so quickly. Not that they were jealous in the least. Just curious. "I'm going to get a beer, son. You want one? Last day of vacation for you and then back to school tomorrow!" Pat said with a smirk. "Uggh, don't remind me." Philip said, "Yeah I'll have one but we should think about lunch too." "I'll throw on a couple of burgers once we unwind. Cool?" Pat said. "Sure dad." Philip answered. Still feeling a bit strange calling Pat dad. But Pat sort of insisted. It made him feel warm inside but still a bit strange. "Oh" Philip heard Pat say from the kitchen. So he walked over and said, "What's up?". "Note from Shay. Said they got an appointment for Casey at the VA in San Diego. They're going to evaluate him and then set him up with a local counselor. Hopefully he gets the one Shay and I go to." Pat said. "They should be back this evening, if not, then in the morning." "Well that's good but I was hoping to meet this guy soon. From the video chats though he's pretty hot and nice." Philip said. "Yeah. I'm happy he's getting help though. From what Shay told me he was really having a hard time with the gay thing, as well as anxiety and anger. But the anger was directed more at himself and his soon to be ex-wife." Pat said as he stared off into the distance, remembering his own PTSD challenges, "It's a long road and never ends" he said meaning PTSD recovery. "But you and Shay are good now, right?" Philip asked. "As long as we continue maintenance we're fine. Can't let our guard down on ourselves though. It could rear its ugly head again. But we're all in the same boat, more self-destructive than striking out, so don't worry. It helps when you have people close to you that have the same challenges. That's what Casey needs. We'll all need each other." Pat said. "Sounds like you're completely down with the new dynamics around here." Philip said. "What can I say. I like men. The more the merrier. Especially hot fucking fellow Marines. I have a type." Pat chuckled. "You have a few types. Who are you kidding? Hot young jocks are another." Philip teased him. "Well, yeah, but I love the hot young jocks in my life. My boys. And I'm thankful for each one of you. Even the mysterious Bash. Sebastian, I think. I guess Casey got him enrolled in your school yesterday and he's already transferred. Happening fast." Pat said. "Too fast?" Philip asked with a raised eyebrow. Pat laughed, "Shay and I are like lesbians. We find someone we move them in. We found you and had you living here in...." "...about twelve hours" Philip laughed too. "I did the same with Shay. When we found each other I moved him into my place right away. My own son didn't know me when he moved in with me. Just the way my life falls. And, so far, it's worked out better than I could have imagined. I'm sure it will go the same way with Casey and Bash." Pat said pretty confidently. "I'm sure it will. Rory said Bash is like a little brother. In 48 hours they seem attached at the hip." Philip said. "I would have liked to have met Jordy. That's too bad." Casey had been right about Jordy. Once it was announced how things seemed to be going it was a way out for the boy. He wanted to go back to the coast, not the desert. He took off on Monday. No hard feelings. Bash said he would miss him but would be fine. Pat had stayed in contact with Shay for the past 48 hours getting all the information he could about the new members of the family. Just so there would be no surprises. "Come here," Pat said to Philip, holding his arms out. Philip came into Pat's embrace, "I know it was hard with your grandparents but otherwise I had a really great time with you." "Yeah, I did too. It seems we're pretty much the same in some areas. Might be dangerous." Philip grinned. "The kind of danger I like." Pat said and then kissed the boy/man. Before the trip Pat was already very fond of his son's partner but now that they had shared their deepest, twisted needs they were closer than ever. Pat wondered, however, if Philip didn't have his own PTSD issues. His mother left at an early age and his father in prison. The same father who he had sex with. It's a lot of stress for a young guy. "Pat..er...dad," Philip corrected himself when Pat's face looked slightly hurt, "I can never thank you enough for what you did for me. I can't believe how lucky I've been meeting you guys and the friendship you've shown me." Philip was showing some emotion. "Son, I feel like we lucked out when you came to live with us. And we are beyond friendship. The four of us are a family. Well, I guess six of us. Sounds like Rory and Shay are convinced." Pat said. "You're not?" Philip asked, having his own reservations about the new dynamic. "No, I am. Just feeling a bit left out at the moment. I'm sure it will change when we all get to know each other. Casey is definitely our kind of guy. I know nothing about the boy. Bash." Pat explained. "Yeah, I guess that is how I feel. But, dad," Philip began. "What is it son?" Pat asked, pulling him closer. "I guess, um, I really, during the trip..., I kinda..." Philip couldn't get it out. How could he tell his boyfriend's dad that he loved him? "It's ok son. Me too. Don't feel bad about it. I'm in love with all three of you. I can't help it. I'm wired wrong I guess." Pat said. "Then I must be wired wrong too because I'm in love with Rory, Shay and you. I never thought it was possible." Philip was relieved that Pat was feeling the same way. "Don't feel like you have to hide it, son. Shay feels the same way. Well, I guess he added at least one guy to his love interests, but we have talked about it before. He would kill for this family. He's deeply in love with all of us." Pat grinned at Philip. "Well I hope this Bash guy hasn't stolen Rory's heart." Philip gave a worried grin. "Doubt that. He already said he was like a little brother. He may learn to love him but it will never be what he has for you. What I have for you." Pat assured him. Pat made them a quick lunch and then, after they cleaned up the kitchen, they decided to have a quick nap as they had to get up early that morning to return the rental car and catch their flight. They went into Pat and Shay's room and cuddled up under one sheet with the air conditioning pumping out overhead. They were out pretty quickly. The next thing they knew there was commotion outside of the door to the bedroom. Not that it was closed, but you could hear someone coming home down the hall. Then they heard, "They're home!", it was Rory's voice. Stretching out of their slumber, both Pat and Philip looked over to the doorway. Rory and his new sidekick arrived at the door. Both of them shirtless and a bit of sheen on their skin from the ride home from school in Rory's jeep. "Philip!" Rory said as he jumped on the bed. Not waiting for an answer he went for a deep kiss. Obviously missing the latino stud. "Guess that squashes that worry." Pat said quietly, amused. Philip hit him playfully as he was welcomed home by Rory. "Of course my own son hasn't even noticed that I'm here." Rory pulled his mouth off of Philip and turned to his dad with a big grin, "Of course I did ole man. But you better have not used up my boyfriend's cock. I've been missing it terribly." Rory jested. "I would worry more about the other end." Pat laughed, rewarding him with another hit from Philip. "Oh yeah? My baby was a big ole slut bottom while he was away?" Rory asked Philip with a grin. Philip got all red and said, "I had to do something to keep my mind off of missing you." "Good answer," Rory said with another grin and then kissed Philip all over again. Pat looked over at the doorway and Bash was still standing there with a slight smile on his face taking in the scene. "Bash? Is it? Come on over, we don't bite." Rory pulled his head back and said, "Sorry Bash. I'm a little overexcited to see Philip. Come over and meet the fam." Then Rory took off his shorts and got under the sheet with Philip. Bash walked over to Pat's side and took in the older hunk. He was right up there with Shay and his own dad. But where his dad was the most handsome, and Shay had that crazy heart stopping rough look to him, Pat was ruggedly handsome. Like a guy you could picture coming out of the woods with a plaid shirt and tight worn out jeans. An ax over his shoulder. Bash's head was swimming in all sorts of fantasies while he looked at the man. He even pictured Pat in a leather harness and worn levis. The man's buzzed head and thick goatee, as well as his muscular physique, was perfect for the leather porn he's watched. For his part, Pat just smiled up at the boy while he laid next to the two love birds making out. "Might as well come on in, son. I think these two are going to be at it for a while." Bash, never really being all that shy, dropped his shorts and got into Pat's side. "So I guess you're step-daddy number one." Pat looked at him questionably at first and then said, "Number one? But you met Shay first." "Shay said that you are always number one around here. Definitely the head of the household. That all of us can come to you for anything and you would never turn us away." Bash said quietly. Philip and Rory turned to the other two and both said, "Yep" at the same time. Then Philip said, "You are Pat. Without you we wouldn't function quite right." "Definitely dad." Rory said, "You are definitely number one.", then he kissed his dad on the cheek. Pat almost produced a tear. He was sure it was just because he might be jet lagged or something. But his family did that to him. He really couldn't lie about that. He was a big old softy and everyone knew it. Might as well admit it. "Yes Bash, you can come to me with anything in the world and I will try to help you with it." he said as he took the boy in his arms and gave him a hug. "Welcome to the family." He was taken with the boy. His light brown skin was flawless. His body was muscled the same as Rory's had been the year before. Since Bash is almost two years younger than the other boys, both Philip and Rory would be 18 soon, he wasn't quite as developed but definitely on his way. Definitely a stud in his own right. And he was all boy. Bash went over Pat to get in the middle of the bed and said, "Hi Philip. Happy to finally meet the guy Rory can't stop talking about." Philip looked at Bash and grinned and then looked at Rory, "That true babe? You miss me that much? Couldn't stop talking about me?" Rory actually blushed a bit which was unusual for him. Rory replied, "Well I could have stopped if I wanted to." Philip laughed and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Then Philip turned back to Bash, "I'm happy to meet you too. You're going to really like it here." "I know I will." Bash said as he pushed his ass back against Pat's hip. "The scenery is definitely nice." Pat grabbed Bash in a hug from behind and said, "Well you certainly do fit in. But before we get too friendly I think I want to meet your dad first. In person that is. We've talked on camera but it's not the same." Then he addressed all of them, "I'm going to get up and look and see what we have for dinner. Four of us for sure, not sure when Shay and Casey will be back though." "They're on their way now. Dad called me when Rory and I were on our way home from school. Should be another hour or so." Bash volunteered. "Well then dinner for six it is. Now whether we have enough food is the question or it's going to have to be take-out." Pat said as he headed towards the kitchen. Philip was thinking he was headed there more for a beer and to get away from Bash then it was to make dinner. Obviously Rory was thinking the same thing since they both practically rolled their eyes. Bash caught it and asked, "What was that?" Rory said, "Nothing, Dad's beer meter is probably running low and really wanted to get to the fridge to refuel. Dinner was an excuse." "Oh", said Bash, "So our father's have that in common." They all laughed and then Philip said, "I'm sure they have more than that in common if he's hanging with Shay so much." Rory's POV:: After Casey called Bash, Shay texted me. He said, "Got something lined up for your dad and Casey to get to know each other. Let your dad have some beers and relax. Don't tell him anything." Rory grinned when he got the message, after they were parked at home, after school. Casey was fucking sex on a stick. No way dad wasn't going to quiver meeting the man in person. Rory quivers everytime. But just like Rory's dad did with Bash, Casey said nothing would happen between them until he and Pat cemented their relationship. Rory hoped it was soon because he wanted that Latino cock deep inside of him. Shay, fucking top man Shay, said it tickled his lungs when Casey fucked him. First he couldn't believe Shay got fucked. Second he didn't believe it till he saw Casey hard the other day. It was beautiful. As Rory laid next to Bash and Philip he was getting sort of horned up thinking of what could happen with his dad and Casey tonight. That was when he heard both boys lightly snoring. He rolled his eyes, 'So much for getting any' and then he rolled over towards Philip and fell asleep as well. Soon Bash was up against his back cuddling him from behind. Pat's POV:: The beers were going down too easily. He knew he was a bit nervous. It wasn't about meeting another dude to fuck. This was about meeting the guy that had taken Shay's heart. Well, he didn't take it away from Pat but definitely has a piece of it. But that was how Pat and Shay worked. Fast. They had both seen too much misery and death in their lives to take anything for granted. If it felt right they both went for it. Moving Philip in felt right to Pat so Shay supported it. Now moving in Casey, along with Bash, felt right to Shay. Pat would support it no matter what. He just hoped Casey took to him like Philip took to Shay. And vice versa. From the video chats they have had he could tell Casey was a lot like both he and Shay. But he was also more raw. Shay was raw too but Casey seemed more rough around the edges. Pat didn't know how to describe it, even to himself, but it didn't matter. If Shay loved him he would love him as well. Or find a way to. Before he went for a third beer he went to the guest room's bathroom and used the wand. Someone was going to fuck him tonight. He didn't care who it was at this point. He hoped it was Casey or Shay. When he was done he went back to the kitchen. As he opened his third beer he went to check on the boys. There hasn't been a peep out of all three of them since he came into the kitchen. He looked into the master bedroom, his and Shay's room, and now possibly Casey's, and saw the three lads cuddled up together fast asleep. A loving smile popped up on his face relieving his nerves for the moment. He loved having a family. Even one that has been built out of basic strangers. His friend Carlos popped into his mind for the first time in a long time while he stood in that doorway. Carlos and Shay didn't click. Shay thought Carlos was too selfish. Didn't see him fitting into their relationship. Pat knew Shay was right, he couldn't imagine him here with them. But he was a good distraction while Shay was away. It was better than being lonely. It didn't finally end until Rory came back into his life. Then his perspective became focused. This is what he wanted. His family. He went back to the kitchen and retrieved a fourth beer. Then he went outside to the pool. He had to try to relax. He found a lounge under the shade and just stared at the water for a while. Thoughts of Saturday night popped into his head. He and Philip definitely let their hair down. He hadn't been fucked like that in a long time. He was surprised when Philip became a bottom slut as well. He knew Philip was versatile but he showed a side of himself that no one had seen to this point. They were closer than ever now that they shared a night of unbridled sluttiness. Philip was becoming a best friend as well as a son-in-law. He hoped the boys lasted forever. And even if they didn't, Philip was welcome in their family for as long as he wanted to be here. During these thoughts the gate to the motel opened. Shay walked in alone. He was wearing nice tan cargo shorts and a pull over. More dressed than Pat had seen him in a while. "Hey babe," Shay said when he noticed Pat. The wall clock over the bar said 4:45 PM. "Hey yourself. Where is our new roommate?" Pat grinned at Shay as Shay walked over to greet him. Shay got down on one knee next to the lounge and grabbed Pat by the back of the neck and kissed him deeply. They made out for a few moments and then Shay pulled back. "I missed you Pat. I love you so much." Shay said. Pat figured he was just trying to put Pat at ease with the new dynamics of their relationship. "I missed you too. And I never would doubt you loving me unless you told me otherwise. As you should never doubt me. Is this about Casey?" Pat asked. "I just want you to know nothing has changed with you and me. I really could never imagine being without you. And the boys now." Shay said. Staying on one knee and staying dressed was unusual for the hunk. But he seemed determined to make sure that Pat was comfortable with everything. "Bash fits in quite well with the boys. The three of them are napping on our bed. All cuddled up. They look so young like that. I want to keep that picture in my mind for a long time." Pat started, "So let me tell you one thing, brother. You all are the center of everything I get up for in the morning. We are not a normal family. But we are a family. I not only love you all but I'm in love with you all. Philip and Rory included." Then he added, "Bash could earn that love quickly. He's really cute and sweet and well as being a little stud. So, I'm worried about how Casey and I will get along but I trust you with everything I have. So I know you chose wisely." "You never cease to amaze me, babe," Shay said as he came in for another kiss. After the kiss ended Pat said, "So are you going to welcome me home properly and get out of those clothes?" "Not tonight, babe," Shay said. Pat's face showed some disappointment, "It's not like that, Pat." Shay chuckled a bit, leaning into his lover a bit, "There is nothing more I want to do then to stick my tongue up your butt and look for all that strange cum you have up there, if there is any left. But I have other plans for you tonight." "Oh, What is that?" Pat, disappointed as he was, also knew that Shay would have him satisfied somehow. "I told Casey how much you liked it after my workouts. How you liked it when I had a swole going on. And I explained to him what a whore you are for man scent. How you love the deep musky earthy smell of my pits. He never uses soap on them either, babe. Barely rinses them. Works out like a mother fucker too. He loves his own stink and it makes his Latin uncut cock hard as a rock." Shay explained. "Smelling his own scent gets him off as much as smelling another dude's scent." Pat let out a small whimper. Shay heard it. The muscular stud in front of him was a cock whore. You met Pat on the street all you would see is a fucking hot ex-Marine. A dude to be feared if you pissed him off. Buzzed haircut, thick goatee and a killer body. But when he let loose he was begging for cock. Real fucking men like Casey rocked his world. "You like that, babe? A new Marine to salivate over? He's over at the motel gym now. Nothing but a jock on, a used raunchy jock, working out his shoulders and arms for you. He's horny too, babe. While he started his workout I stood there and told him what you liked. What you would do for him. He's a twisted freak like us, man. Willing to try anything. Willing to protect his family too. All of us. He's more like us than you can ever imagine. He just needed to find his way. Still does to an extent. But he's all in. All the two of you have to do is seal the deal." Shay continued. "Fuck!" Pat was definitely intrigued now. His cock was showing signs of the possibilities that lay before him. Shay leaned into Pat more, making sure he could feel his own heat as well as his breath as he talked, "He's a pig like us. Nothing freaks him out. Not sexually anyway. Not anymore. The first time he ever cleaned out he did it with me in our shower. He was really apprehensive at first. Worried that I would be grossed out," Shay chuckled. So did Pat. Nothing grossed Shay out. "He told me afterwards that he didn't realize how intimate something like that could be. It blocks out the gross part of it." Pat laid there listening to Shay's descriptions of Casey. Wondering how Shay found a jackpot like him. At least he hoped it would turn out like that. "He took my fucks a couple of times. But he defaults to top. Nothing more that he wants than someone that will put out for him, whenever, wherever. He wants to own someone's cunt. Rape them at will." Pat let out a deep whimper on that one, Shay couldn't help but hear it, he smirked. He knew how to push his husband's buttons, "Yeah babe, your heart is mine but I'm going to let him have your cunt. Let him own it. He's going to claim it tonight. Just you and him. It makes me hot knowing my two men will have that relationship. And I'm going to be involved all the way. But not tonight. I won't be there when he claims you. That will be between the two of you. Is that ok with you?" Shay asked. Shay was painfully hard in his shorts but he wasn't going to show it to Pat. He didn't want him distracted from Casey. At least not for tonight. Tomorrow morning was another thing. Tomorrow he would fuck what is left of Casey's loads into him as deep as he can. But not tonight. "Are you sure, Shay? Are you convinced he's for us? For our family?" Pat asked. His voice was still deep but it quivered a bit. He already knew the answer. He didn't even know why he asked it other than to make it seem like he wasn't totally willing to do anything Shay wanted him to do with this new person. Shay ignored the question. He knew they both knew the answer. He was committed to making this work, "At 5 PM go to room 12. All the drapes are closed. He'll be in the bedroom waiting. Just in his jock. An appetizer for you." He heard Pat slightly growl, "The air is set at 84. I know how you like the heat. But it will still be comfortable. Go in there naked and vulnerable. Go with the flow." Shay continued, "Here is the key card." he reached in and took it from his pocket. He handed it to Pat and then said, "Leave it in the living room. Have nothing on you, wear nothing, just submit to the situation. It's your night baby." Shay got up and went to the patio bar and got a couple of more beers. Pat needed the liquid courage and Shay needed the distraction. Otherwise he was going to rape Pat himself. He had a jock on himself to keep his cock at bay. But if Pat looked directly at his crotch he would see how hard he was. Just before five Shay looked over at Pat and said, "Better get going. The mini-fridge in the room has beer. Don't come back until you both have cum in your ass." "He's going to bottom also?" Pat was genuinely surprised. "He is going to do whatever he has to to make this work. He said that he hoped you fucked him to make sure that this is an equal relationship. But, don't worry, he's still going to own your cunt. But you might want to fuck him first. Once he starts fucking you he's not going to stop. He's insatiable." Shay warned. "Are you prepared by the way?" Shay said as an afterthought. Pat laughed a little, "I am actually. I was determined to get fucked tonight. Just didn't know by who.", then he got up and started walking to the gate with the key to the motel and the key card to the room in his hand. He turned back to Shay for a moment and smiled. Then he went through the gate. Once he made it to the room he took a deep breath before opening the door. The front room of the suite was dark and still. It was cooler than it was outside but not nearly as cool as the house. Shay really did set it at 84 degrees. Just cool enough to be comfortable but warm enough to work up a sweat. As he put the key card and motel key down on the end table he caught a scent. A masculine musk permeating the air. He knew it wasn't his own. He moved towards the bedroom door and looked in. There was Casey, sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard. A sheet covering one leg and his pelvis. He could only see the jock's strap on the nearest leg that was uncovered. Casey had his hands behind his head, fully displaying his upper torso. Showing the swole he created from his recent workout. Pat let out a slight and quiet moan. Casey definitely had it all. Buzzed hair, shorter than Pat's, showed a perfectly shaped head. A five o'clock shadow on a very appealing masculine face that was wearing a cocky grin. His skin was fucking flawless. The type of skin white people try to achieve all the time but can never quite pull it off. Casey didn't have to put any effort into it. "Hi brother," Casey said, still grinning. "Hey," Pat barely squeezed out. "You coming in? My ass isn't going to fuck itself." Casey asked. "I...um....fuck, why am I so nervous?" Pat chuckled a bit at himself. "Blame it on Shay. I'm going to." Casey joked. "Yeah, that fucker. He knows what he's doing though. Setting it up like this." Pat said. "Yeah, I guess he does." Casey began, and then, "In person suits you better than video. Shay was right about that. You are a stud like him." "Ha, thanks. Just missing the crazy eyes." Pat responded. "Yeah, those sexy fucking crazy eyes. Makes me fucking nuts." Casey admitted. "Yeah, me too." Pat said, relaxing a bit. "Come here, please." Casey said as he took Pat in from head to toe. Shay was right that Casey would be turned on by the man. And Pat was right. He was just missing the crazy behind the eyes. He had more of a sensitivity going on. But still masculine as hell all the same. "I'm a bit crazy too. Just don't show it like Shay." Pat slowly moved towards him. "God, I hope so." Pat said. When he got to the side of the bed Casey took one of his hands from behind his head and reached out to Pat's hip. He caressed it a bit as Pat became more relaxed. "I lubed my hole for you. I'm hoping you'll go first. I want a part of you inside me when I let loose inside of you." Casey said, running his hand up and down Pat's hip to his thigh. Grabbing onto his ass every few strokes. Pat's cock started to respond. Then Casey's hand traveled up Pat's body more until he got to his shoulder blade. It was a reach but then he pulled Pat down to a kiss. At first just a peck or two. But then he pulled Pat down with both hands and Pat fell on top of him. Both of their tongues searched the inside of each other's mouths. Lust took over Pat's body. His confidence soared. He could see Shay's attraction to the man. And the raw power behind Casey's kissing was turning him on like crazy. Pat's hands traveled down to the waist of the jock. He tried to take it off. Casey stopped him, "Not until you fuck me. Once my cock is out it's going to seek out your sweaty cunt. So let's get you inside me first." Casey gave him another deep kiss and then rolled over right under Pat. He spread out under Pat's body. Pat lifted himself into a push up position so that he could see the man's backside underneath him. It was as incredible as his front side. Pat moved down to Casey's ass. It's muscular and curved, almost to the point of a bubble butt. Not like Rory's though. Framed in the jock's straps, however, it was a work of art. Hairless tanned skin with a darker trench. Pat spread the cheeks and the scent of the man's sweat hit his nose. He growled as he dove in. His tongue hitting the target of Casey's tight hole. Casey had obviously done his own maintenance today. And his hole was indeed lubed. But that didn't stop Pat from gorging on the tasty latin hole. "Oh fuck yeah, Pat. Fuck yeah. Eat my shithole brother. Fuck!" Casey started to push his ass back into his new lover's face. "Such a fucking stud. Like Shay. So fucking hot. Ugggh fuck yeah!" Pat was definitely turning Casey on. Pat had no hesitation about eating his ass. Something that Casey had recently realized was one of his favorite things. He and Shay ate each other's asses all weekend. Before and after they fucked. He was sure Pat would be down with it as well. Pat couldn't get enough. If nothing else he was in love with this naturally hairless latin hole. Tanned skin surrounding a darker puck with some pink towards the center. Casey's sweat seemed to make it self lubricating. I was like eating a cunt. A hot man cunt. Soon, after a good five minutes of chowing down on some prime Marine cunt, he couldn't wait any longer. Pat stood up on his knees. Casey felt the change in Pat's position, "Time to make me your bitch brother? Do it! Dump a load in me. Because once you're done I'm going to take you like no one ever has." Casey promised. "I see why Shay likes fucking you. Smooth muscle snatch like yours, brother. I may be a versatile bottom but you definitely have the top in me horned up like crazy. You need lube or is the spit and sweat enough?" Pat knew, when it was Casey's turn to take him, he wasn't going to need a lot of lube. His well trained hole was eager to take the stud's uncut cock as raw as possible. He was just going to hit the poppers hard. Right then is when Pat heard Casey huffing the poppers. He chuckled a bit, "Lube me fucker. I'm not as well trained as you fucking sluts. Lot's of fucking lube." then Casey went back to snorting in those poppers so hard Pat almost wondered if there would be any left for him. Pat reached for the lube and paid attention to Casey first. Inserting one lubed finger and then two. He twisted around, adding lube, and then put in a third finger. He stretched him a little more and then, just before he added the fourth finger, Casey started to push back on his hand. He was ready, but Pat wanted to be sure, he wanted to do this again. Casey started to moan a bit as he pushed back. A slight whimper or two, barely audible, while Pat added the fourth finger, "You ready bro? Ready for me to use you a bit?" Pat was breathing heavily himself. "Fucking do it man. If anyone told me a week ago I'd be needing cock like this I would have decked them. But I need you in me man. I need you to be a fucking part of me. Me, a part of you." "Playing with this fine hole is such a fucking turn on bro. So fucking hot. But, yeah, I want to fuck you bad. Shay was right. He always knows man. I can feel it." Pat admitted. "Fucking Shay man. He did know. The only other person I ever wanted to fuck me besides him is you man. I felt it even on the video calls we had. Maybe it's just that you're such a huge part of him that makes me want you inside of me. Or maybe it's just that you're a fucking stud man. It's so fucked up how I feel about this already." Casey stated as he spread his legs more. His thighs angled towards his torso. Positioned like a frog's legs behind him. His ass up in the air with his hole displayed. Pat reached for the lube again and put a generous amount of his cock. As much as he just wanted to plunge into the perfect ass in front of him he restrained himself. He definitely didn't want to hurt Casey or to spook him off from doing this again. Shay would kill him for ruining Casey's ass. Shay admitted to loving Casey's ass as much as he loved Pat's when they spoke on the phone privately. Pat lined his cock right up to Casey's hole. He just pushed in enough to center it and to keep it in place. Just enough pressure. "You control it bro. Push back when you're ready. I want you to like this." Pat said. "You're a lot nicer than Shay. He fucking just takes it." Casey said as he pushed back a little. "Yeah, fucking hot isn't he?" Pat said. "Yeah he is...oh FUCK!" Casey said as Pat's cock slipped past his outer ring. "Fucking fuck!" "You alright?" Pat asked with a grin. He didn't want to hurt Casey but the head of his cock was liking the tight space it found itself in. "Oh yeah. Just give me a minute. Fuck you're thick." Casey said. "If you can take Shay..." Pat began. "Yeah, yeah, I know. But fuck. Hold on." Casey said. "You sure you want to do this?" Pat asked hoping for a yes. "Fuck yes fucker." Casey said as he pushed back some more. He was a fucking Marine man. He wasn't going to let a little pain stop him from what he wanted. "Ugggh FUCK!" he screamed out, but he wasn't stopping. "Push in me fucker. Get this part over with. I want you in me. Fucking fucking me." Casey sounded determined. Pat didn't move. Casey pushed all the way back until he was up against Pat's pelvis. "Ugggh Fuck!" Casey said as he bottomed out on Pat's cock. "So fucking thick." Casey's shoulders were on the bed. His arms sprawled out. The poppers are still in his right hand right in front of his face. The left cheek of his face was flat against the bed. No one was moving. "Still alright?" Pat asked. Wanting to move but holding off. Letting Casey get comfortable. "I hope you're fucking worth it. Second mother fucker that's been in my hole. Fuck!" Casey said. But, regardless, he started to rotate his own hips. Very slowly. Casey's ass muscles started to feel their way around Pat's cock. The man may be inexperienced but the way his hole was milking him you wouldn't know it. "So fucking thick. Up against my fucking walls man." "Yeah? Getting used to it babe?" Pat slipped out the babe part. He was feeling something for this man already though. Couldn't help it. Shay was right. "Feels fucking good. You feel good. Shay's got to stop being such an animal. I'm starting to like this." Casey said as he worked his ass muscles around Pat's cock. "Well, after you get used to it, him turning into an animal is very pleasing." Pat said as he started to move a little bit in and out of Casey. "When he owns your hole." "Oh fuck yeah....feels so fucking good." Casey said and then, "I fucking love him owning my hole. Just need to get used to it first. Like this. You going to own me too, man. Make me fucking yours?" "I know Shay wants us both but I wasn't sure you would." Pat was honest. "I wasn't sure either. I am now. Both studs but so different. I trust you totally. Oh fuck, uggh, you feel so good in me. I'll want this again. I can't believe I'm saying that but I do." Casey admitted. All Pat needed was the assurance that Casey wanted this. He started to lay into him after that. He grabbed onto the man's hips and said, "It's time bro. I've got to breed this fine ass." "Oh yeah? You like my ass fucker? Fucking take it man. Blow in me!" Casey said before huffing the poppers again. Pat held his hips tight as he started to piston in and out of Casey's hole. He loved fucking but just loved getting fucked more. But this time he was happy to be the top. Topping this fine piece of meat. His own animal instincts kicked into high gear. Giving Casey a raw fuck to remember. The grunting coming out of Casey was getting louder. Mumbling under his breath, "Fucking give it to me. Uggh fuck me man. So fucking good." and then Pat heard, "My man fucking me. My new man. Fucking love this." "I'm your man bro? Not just Shay." Pat asked, barely getting the words out with his heavy breathing. "Fuck no man. Fuck no. Not just Shay. I want you bro. Both. Fuck no, not just Shay. Oh FUCK! Fuck no." Casey rambled. Pat had that warm feeling come over him. The love for his family and the need for Casey to be in that family. "I want you too. With Shay. I want you too!" and then Pat flooded in the inside of Casey with his load. "Ugggh OH FUCK TAKE MY LOAD!!" he yelled out, then, "FUCK! So fucking good." Pat collapsed on Casey's back. Their sweat almost caused him to slide off. "You made me come fucker." Casey chuckled. "You fucking made me cum into my jock." "I did?" Pat started to get off of Casey's back. "Don't you fucking dare. Stay in me bro. I'm not ready to let you go yet." Casey demanded. "Yes sir! So this means I don't get fucked?" Pat asked. "Oh no bro. I'm fucking you. Just need to recharge. You were fucking great though." Casey said. Pat's cock shriveled up and fell out. "FUCK!" Casey said. Then Pat fell to his side next to Casey and waited. Casey turned to face Pat. "You're going to have to fuck me again sometime tonight. I can't believe how much I love you inside of me." "After you fuck me a few times I'll be happy to." Pat smiled at him. Casey reached over and brought Pat to his lips. They made out for a few minutes and then Casey pulled back, "We going to work out?" he asked. "Are you just asking about tonight or the three of us for the long haul?" Pat asked. "The three of us, you and me, tonight, all of it." Casey said with a grin. "I hope so. I feel like we click. Am I wrong?" Pat asked. "Fuck no. You're not wrong. I'm happy we have tonight alone though. I want to taste every bit of you. And talk to you." Casey said as he started to caress Pat's muscular frame. "Such a hot fucker." "I want all that too. And I want to fall for you as much as Shay seems to have fallen for you." Pat said. "I think I'm already doing that. Falling. For you." Casey pulled Pat towards him again. They wrapped themselves around each other and rolled around the bed. Not being able to get as far into each other's mouths as they wanted. Both men knew right then that they had clicked better than they could have ever imagined. Once Pat pulled back from Casey he said, "I'm just happy you said it first fucker. But yeah. I'm falling too." and then he went back in for another round of making out. They lasted well into the night. They swapped all night. Each getting at least three of the other man's loads. By morning, when they woke up, they were sticky and stunk but they held on to each other just the same. At about 10 AM the door to the suite opened. They had been lying there going in and out of sleep while they held onto one another. After they heard the door close they both looked up to the bedroom door. Shay appeared as naked as they were. "I'm assuming, since I haven't heard from either one of you, that all is well?" he asked. "Join us" Pat said. "I'm not interrupting?" Shay asked with one eyebrow up and a smirk on his face. "We're a team bro" Casey said. And then he turned to Pat and kissed him real quick. "Now come here so we can love on you a bit." "Yeah, we're not complete without you." Pat said surprising Shay. It happened just as fast for the two of them. It was what he hoped for but he couldn't believe it just the same. He crawled into the middle of the bed, between the other two men. The size of the three of them were barely contained in the motel's queen sized bed. "Thank goodness we have a king at home." he said. Casey and Pat chuckled. "So this is going to work?" Shay asked once he put his arms around the other two. "I know I'm down. Pat?" Casey said. "I'm not going anywhere. My best friend found us a stud to complete us. I wasn't kidding. Casey just fits us. I love you Shay but I'm falling for Casey too." Pat said. "Then my work here is done." Shay gave them a cocky grin. And then he gave Pat a deep raw kiss. Then he went and gave Casey the same treatment. "For a fucked up good for nothing Marine I hit the jackpot." "No more fucked up than we are." Pat said. "Semper Fi mother fuckers!" Casey said. "Semper Fi!" Pat and Shay responded. They didn't leave that bed for the rest of the day. By nightfall the boys were starting to wonder if they were coming home. Rory went to the motel and went straight for the room and knocked on the door. Shay got up, thinking it was one of the employees, and answered. "Rory! What's up?" "Philip, Bash and I were wondering if we were on our own for dinner. We were going to order Chinese." Rory said. "That sounds good to me. Let me see if I can get the men to clean up. We'll see you soon. You know what we like. Casey will eat anything. Just order a lot." Shay went to close the door, but then stopped to say, "I love you Rory, all of you." in a rare moment of affection. Everyone knew Shay loved everyone but he never said it. "You ok Shay?" Rory asked. "I'm just fucking happy. OK?" Shay was a bit aggitated. "Fuck! No one thinks I can be affectionate too." "I know you can you big lug. We all fucking love you too. Now go get those other fuckers and come home." Rory laughed. Would you like Part Thirteen? Write to me! 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