Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2000 17:55:38 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Beyond the Blue, part 7

Beyond the Blue, part 7		by lennoxbear@aol.com

The following is an erotic story involving gay relationships and male to
male sex.  If such offends you, leave.


Linda was sitting at the kitchen table sipping a cup of coffee when the
phone rang.  She answered it coolly.  Jim was on the other end apologizing
for being out all night and not calling her.  He explained that he got
drunk celebrating his fifth anniversary with Al and his police buddies.
She was decidedly not happy, she never was.  No amount of Jim's apologizing
was going to make her any less miserable.  His ass was cooked and he knew
it.  She was going to meet Bo's wife and spend the day shopping.  It seems
Bo was out all night drinking also.  They expected to be taken to dinner at
7:00.  He better, they both better, be back and ready for a big dinner out.
She hung up the receiver with a slam and picked up her purse.

Jim sat on the edge of Al's bed and sighed deeply.  He knew he was in deep
shit and the charge card bills would show it later.  Boy would they. He
leaned forward, elbows on knees, and contemplated his fate.  It was one
night out drinking with the guys.  It wasn't like he did it all the time;
in fact he never did it.  The latest he ever stayed out with one of the
guys was 10 PM.  He was pissed that she reacted this way but knew he would
pay for it a long time.  His pounding head took over.  Good grief, how much
did he drink?

"By the way those shoulders are slumping, I would say your ass is grass."
Al bounced on the bed and flopped out behind him.  His body bumped against
Jim's butt.  Jim's head was not the only thing pounding, so was his dick.
It was still rock hard and sticking straight out.  Where the fuck was his
underwear?

"Linda is really pissed, really, really pissed.  She sounded like I had
committed murder.  So, she is going shopping with Bo's wife.  I can only
imagine the bills for this little shopping trip next month.  And where did
Bo go?  He didn't go home last night either.  You have aspirin?

"Yeah, in the bathroom, help yourself.  Bo left about nine to give Steve a
ride home.  He was in pretty good shape then.  Maybe they stopped somewhere
else for a drink or two."

"Well, our wives are not only out shopping together but we have to take
them to dinner at 7.  God, I hope my head quits pounding by then." Jim got
up and walked to the bathroom keeping his back to Al to hide his erection.
He looked at his reflection in the mirror and thought about the living
dead.  He gulped down a handful of aspirin and stopped to pee.  He pissed
what had to be the equivalent of a pitcher of beer.  He yelled at Al.  "How
much did we drink?"

"A lot buddy.  I don't feel that great either, but I tend to drink a bit
more and more often than you.  How 'bout some coffee?"

"That sounds great, you don't have to grind the stuff and make noise do
you?"  Al laughed at the thought and stretched out on the bed.  Jim came
shuffling back into the bedroom.  His big dick flopped from side to side.
Al felt his dick responding.  Jim glanced at Al spread out on his back on
the bed.  His big nuts hung from the leg opening of his briefs.  Jim looked
away to keep his dick from stiffening again.  He walked over to his
clothes.  "Geez, they're still damp. Was it raining?"

"Ooh, buddy, a lot.  We got soaked.  We can put them in the dryer. Come
on."  Al walked toward the kitchen and pointed Jim toward the dryer.  Jim
threw his stuff into the dryer and set the timer.  He felt a bit
uncomfortable still being naked.  He turned around and found his buddy
standing at the kitchen counter making coffee, completely naked. "Didn't
want you to feel uncomfortable, we're both big men, we can handle being
naked, right?"

"Uh sure.  I think I ate my socks."  Jim made loud sucking sounds to
describe the taste of his mouth.  He looked at Al's big muscle butt and
thought he saw hints of bruising.  The butt was round and hard and full and
furry. The small of Al's back was like a shelf of muscle as the butt flared
out.  His back flared into a wide broad V-taper up to deeply etched back
muscles along the shoulders.  Jim felt a whimper go through his body.  He
was enjoying the view when Al turned around.  The big, furry pecs thrust
forward and hung over a sharply defined furry six pack that tapered to a
thick bush and a fat, thick cock.  A cock that was nearly erect and hanging
in an arch over a huge set of low hangers.  Jim was too hungover for this.
He slouched into a kitchen chair and scratched his nuts.

"You want some cereal or eggs?"  Al motioned toward the cupboards.  Jim
thought several seconds about food.  He didn't go running for the bathroom.
That was a good sign.

"Cereal would be great, whatever you have?"  Al opened a door and pointed
at about six different kinds.  Jim pointed at the first one and Al put it
on the table.  But not without shaking it first.  Jim looked at him through
tiny slits for eyes.  He got them bowls, spoons, milk and sugar.  Jim
watched the big legs flex and the long cock flopping with each step.  It
was becoming more and more difficult to ignore the hot man.  Al was
perfectly natural being nude in his home.  Nothing he did hinted in the
least of sexual suggestion.  Or so he wanted it to look that way.

Jim slowly ate his cereal and sipped coffee.  "If we're still partners in
another five years, don't let me drink so much."

Al smiled.  "Sure buddy.  Look, blame it all on me.  You now Linda thinks
I'm a bad influence on you anyway, so let her continue to think that."

"But you weren't holding my hand, making me drink all night."

"Doesn't matter, that's what she'll think no matter what.  Don't keep
yourself in the doghouse if you don't have to right?  Especially if she is
pregnant."  Jim's face went white.  "What's wrong?"

"Al, I don't know if I really want to have kids.  I mean, I want kids but I
don't know if I want them with Linda.  I'm having doubts."

"About the marriage?  Well, maybe you should not practice the big nasty if
you don't think there's a future here."

"Oh, it's more than that, I don't know where I stand anymore with the whole
thing, men, women, sex, kids.  It's too complicated right now.  My head
hurts enough."  He sat at the table whimpering holding his forehead being
overly dramatic.

"But man, if you don't think you can make a life with Linda, you need to
figure that out before a baby comes along.  I know you buddy, you'll stay
married if there's kids, cause that's what you think will be best for them.
It isn't always.  And what happens if you stay married and you have three
or four kids but are really miserable with Linda.  I don't want to ride in
a car with you everyday when you're that miserable."

Jim looked pitiful, even more so than for being hung over.  "It goes beyond
Linda to any woman, I just don't know where I fit right now.  I need to
figure that out real soon."

"Yeah, I guess you do.  Look, you need someone to yap at, I'm here."  Al
got up to put his bowl in the dishwasher and his nearly erect dick jogged
out in front of him."

"Thanks. Anymore coffee?"  Jim walked over to hand his bowl to Al just as
the man turned around.  Jim came within a fraction of an inch of touching
Al's big dick.  Al took the bowl then poured them both another cup of
coffee.

"You want to grab a shower?"  Jim answered yes and Al handed him a towel.
He stood under the hot spray praying it would suck the remaining alcohol
out of his system.  Just being near Al was causing him sexual confusion.
His heart was racing, his palms were sweaty and his dick was just a tad
away from being fully erect and embarrassing him.  He toweled off and
walked into the bedroom.  Al had brought in his dry clothes.  Where the
hell was his underwear?  Al jumped into the shower as Jim layback across
the bed.  He was asleep when Al came out of the bathroom.  Al laughed
softly, set the alarm for an hour and climbed into bed with him.  They
awoke an hour later spooned together.  Al's arm was up over Jim's shoulder.
His hard dick was pressing against Jim's beefy butt.

Jim lay awake hoping Al would hear the alarm and move.  "Uh, honey?  Turn
off the clock, please.  And please remove your umbrella from my butt,
please."  Al woke up with a quick start, realized what he was doing and
rolled away from Jim only to fall off the bed.  Jim lay on the bed laughing
until he was red in the face.  Al poked his head up over the edge of the
bed.

"I am so sorry Jim, really."  His face was bright red.  He looked totally
crushed at having been humping against his partner in his sleep.

"Al, I'm OK, really.  Nothing to worry about."  Jim sat up on the edge of
the bed.  "I mean after all, it's not like I am going to get pregnant or
anything.  I won't will I?"  Al threw a big arm over the bed and laughed.
He stood up, a big throbbing hardon pointing at his partner.  "Well, if
you're going to point at me and accuse me of this being my fault, I'm going
home."  Jim walked over to his clothes, but kept his back to Al.  His own
dick was throbbing and wasn't about to go down.  He got dressed.  Al pulled
on jeans and walked him to the door.

"I hope things aren't too bad with Linda.  Blame me."  Jim stood at the
door and turned to face him.

"I can't do that.  I wanted to be here with you.  Thanks for five years,
good years buddy."  He hugged Al and left.  The doorbell rang.  "I didn't
drive.  I need a ride."  Al just snickered at him.

Bo sat next to Jim at dinner as their wives chattered on incessantly.  His
thigh brushed against Jim's and stayed next to the hot meaty quad.  The
heat from Jim's leg went straight to Bo's dick.  He spent most of the night
fidgeting as his dick fought for space.  Their wives finally wandered off
to the ladies room together.

"So, where the fuck did you end up last night that you didn't make it home
either?  I mean, at least Al and I had an excuse to be out partying.  You
left early."  Jim smacked Bo's thigh under the table.

"I dropped Steve off and stopped somewhere else for a drink and ran into
Kenny from the motor pool.  Well, one thing led to another and I didn't get
home.  By the way, you look like shit.  How does Al look?'

"Much better than me.  I'm not used to all this drinking and
partying. Where did you and Kenny go?"

"Some neighbourhood place, then back to his place.  Bad judgment on my
part, I am soooooooo in the doghouse."

"So am I.  I'll be paying for this one night out for a long time.  Way
long.  Shhh, here they come.  So, do you really think the Cubs have any
chance this year?"

Linda shot Jim a look.  "Is that all you think about, sports?  I swear,
anything involving balls."  Bo and Jim shot looks at each other.  They
didn't know for the same reason.  The wives began droning on about home
improvement projects and Bo's mind began to wander.

Bo had left the guys at the restaurant and dropped Steve off at his home.
On his way home he found himself on Sussex Street and heading for the
Garage.  It was still relatively early and the bar had few patrons for that
hour on a Friday night.  He stood to one side of the bar watching the men
mill about.  There were several who caught his eye but no one he wished to
approach.  He was contemplating leaving when Bill arrived and immediately
came over, bought him a beer and grabbed a handful of pec.  The attention
was all Bo needed in the way of persuasion to stay.  What Bo wasn't
prepared for was the arrival of a well-built beefy buddy of Bill's - Kenny.
Kenny and Bo immediately recognized each other.  Bo was about to panic when
Kenny picked upon his nerves and told him to relax.

Kenny was the chief mechanic of the police department motor pool.  Bo had
spoken with him on many occasions about the police cruisers.  He had also
spent time chatting with him about lifting and admired Kenny for his
perfect tight symmetrical build.  Kenny was a hot blue-collar man who got
Bo's juices flowing.  Kenny put Bo at ease right away.  Kenny was a rugged,
very dark Italian man who reeked of macho sex.

"Hey, big guy, I'm here because I want to be here.  I'm gay; I sleep with
men and am perfectly satisfied with who I am.  I also just happen to work
in a pretty non-gay stereotype job.  But I get to be around big hot men
like you all day.  Well, except for Earl."

Bo took a deep breath and tried to relax.  His heart was racing at being
outed to someone from work, but Kenny seemed like an all-right guy and
wouldn't blab to everyone.  Besides which, he was wearing a tight tank top
to show off the super hot pecs and jeans that couldn't contain what had to
be a big thick piece of meat.  The three men stood around bs'ing and
getting forward with each other.  Bo was more than a bit sloshed and
enjoying the feel of the two muscle men's hands on his body.  He made no
attempt to hide his erection and enjoyed being free with two such hot men.
Bill was working his shelf of pec muscle and Kenny had his hand down the
back of Bo's jeans.

"Man, I always thought you had an awesome butt.  This hard ass is super."
Kenny's fingers were working their way toward Bo's hungry hole.  A hot
finger slid in just as Bill gave one of Bo's nips a good solid twist.  Bo
thought for sure he had dropped his load but his dick only seemed to get
harder.  The fingers working his butthole were making him sweat.  Bill
pulled Bo's shirttail loose and slid his hands under the tight material to
the hard tits.  Bo threw his head back and groaned.

"I think the officer needs some training, don't you?"  Bill looked at Kenny
who was two seconds away from pulling down Bo's jeans and burying his
tongue in the big cop butt.  "Want to go back to my place and play?"  Kenny
jumped at the chance and Bo had to admit later, he never thought about his
wife.  Only the two men working his body and getting naked with them.  They
sucked down their beers and headed out the door.  The three men followed
each other to Bill's place.  Bo managed to get out of his shirt in the
truck and arrive shirtless with his jeans half undone.  Kenny immediately
pulled them down and began licking Bo's muscle butt.  Bill and Bo spent
several minutes sucking tongue before Bill asked Bo what he needed.  Bo's
only response - dick.

He dropped to his knees and waited while Bill and Kenny stripped.  The
beefy bodybuilder fed the big hunk of cop his dick and watched Bo swallow
it like it would be his last.  Kenny was slurping at Bo's ebony ass and
pulling back and down on the big cop cock.  Bo was lost sucking Bill's hard
prick while Bill worked his nips into sore nubs.  Bo didn't think his chest
could feel so good.  He knew how much he liked sucking his wife's tits but
she never sucked his.  Never sucked his dick for that matter.  Kenny had
the big rod bent back and was sucking on it while finger fucking the hot
ass.  Bo's muscles were taunt and flexing at each move of his body.

Bill pulled his dick away from Bo to the loud moans of protest.  He pointed
toward the bedroom.  Bo had to pry his dick from Kenny's mouth.  It was the
first time he had seen Kenny's gym built body.  It was lean and tight and
cut as Bo imagined.  What surprised Bo was the horse cock flopping from
thigh to thigh.  He had glimpsed what he thought was a healthy basket from
time to time but this was a big surprise.  Bill flopped back on his bed and
waved his dick at Bo who spread out on his stomach and sucked down the
offered shaft.  Bill tossed Kenny a condom and lube and lay back to enjoy
the view of this big muscle man sucking his dick whose ass was about to be
horse fucked.  He looked down at the broad expanse of back glistening with
a light coat of sweat.  Bo's black skin shone like black marble in the
light.  The perfectly sculpted muscle butt appears as two half rounds with
an inviting cleft between.  Bo's shave head bobbed up and down on the dick
in front of him.  Bill pushed Bo's smooth head down on his dick, which only
made the big cop moan more.

Kenny raised Bo's butt up a bit and pushed.  Bo felt what seemed like an
endless mass of cock split his butt.  Bill held his head on the dick in his
mouth so all he could do was grunt and groan.  Kenny pushed his entire dick
up Bo's ass and held it there to allow the beefy cop to get used to it then
slowly began pulling out.  All the way.  Bo whined as if to say no but felt
the blunt mushroom head pushing against his asshole again.  Kenny pushed in
faster this time then began slowly fucking the hard muscle butt.  Each push
sent Bill's dick deeper into Bo's sucking throat.  Both Bill and Kenny were
manhandling Bo's nips.

"Oh man, you don't know how long I dreamed about reaming your hot uniformed
ass.  This is one prime beefy man."  Bo struggled to keep Bill's dick in
his mouth as Kenny picked up the intensity of his fucking.  He could feel
drops of sweat dripping from the lean man's body and visualized his ass
being pummeled by the sexy mechanic.  He felt his big fat nuts start to
churn and a few seconds later his load splattered onto Bill's thick thigh.

"Oh oh, he's been a bad cop and shot his load, guess I'll have to punish
him a bit.  Bill pulled his dick out of the begging mouth and slapped it
against the man's face.  Bo felt the hard flesh and couldn't believe how
good it felt smacking against him.  Kenny pulled out and switched places
with Bill.  He pulled the condom off his donkey dick and resumed slapping
Bo's face.  Bill lubed his dick and began his own assault on the cop ass.
The two men kept it up for over an hour, neither of them cumming.  Bo
managed to hold off another load but the two men had him on his knees
begging them to shoot on his huge pecs.  His chest expanded to unbelievable
proportions as he gasped for breath.  The big square pecs hung over tightly
cut, deep abs. His smooth skin made the cuts look even deeper. He got what
he wished for as two fucking huge loads of hot cum hit him with stinging
force.

Bo ran his hands through the slippery mess over the hairless skin and used
both his hands to stroke his meat.  Bill pushed his hands off the big black
fuck pole and told him he wasn't finished.  Kenny bent over and spread his
ass cheeks for Bo.  The horny cop didn't have to think twice to bury his
bone to the balls.  He held the man by his hard round delts and fucked him
like he was in the rodeo.  Bill slid his cock down Kenny's throat and
skewered the grunting man from both ends.  Bo returned the favour by
tugging downward on Kenny's nips.  The man began bucking to get more dick
and more titplay.  He wrapped his arms around Bill's waist to keep the big
dick all the way down his throat.  Bill had to brace himself and push
forward from the hit he was taking from the cocksucking madman and the ass
crazy cop.  Bo threw his head back and began panting.  His dick slipped out
of Kenny's ass.  The pulled the condom off and sent cum shooting over
Kenny's back onto Bill's chest.

Bill's screaming. "Oh yeah, fuck."  Kenny swallowed Bill's next load and
collapsed on the floor.  Under Bo.  The three sweaty men rubbed each
other's wet cum covered bodies, rested about 20 minutes and started again.
Bo finally realized after getting fucked for the fourth time that it was
four AM and he was in deep shit.  He took a quick shower, grabbed his
jeans, hugged and kissed Bill and bearhugged Kenny.

"The motor pool ain't never gonna be the same, you assfucker."  He bent the
man backwards with a heavy kiss and rushed out the door.  Kenny and Bill
curled up in bed and theorized how much trouble Bo was in with his wife.
They were glad they liked dick.

Bo felt his wife tense as he crawled into bed.  All he heard was a deep
sigh.  If she said anything after that, he didn't hear it as he zonked out
and woke up with a load of cum in his underwear from the dreams he had had.

"You paying any attention Bo?"  Bo's head snapped left as his wife's voice
broke through his hot mental images.  The restaurant noise crept back into
reality.

"Sorry, honey, guess I wasn't."

She snorted and announced she and Linda were heading to the ladies room
again.  Bo took a deep breath and muttered under his breath.

"You didn't miss much.  About 45 minutes of blah-blah, yadda-yadda-yadda,
blah.  You only pissed her off cause you got that faraway look in your
eyes.  I got a feeling we'll both be sleeping alone for about a week."

"Humph.  Might as well sleep alone all the time.  She hasn't given me any
sex for a month."  Bo leaned back in his chair and stretched.  The knit
pullover stretched tightly over the big pecs and swollen
nipples. Unfortunately, he forgot about his daydreams and his pants were
showing off a major erection.

Jim's eyes opened wide and he shook his head.  "Well, she must be really
pissed to pass on that."  Bo dropped his chair back to the floor and looked
around.

"I am so tired from last night but I am also so fucking horny.  My nuts
will explode before she lets me near her."

"Ditto.  Plus, we had sex a few days ago and Linda swears she is pregnant,
so there goes sex for a long time.  I'll match your exploding nuts for six
months."

"Nine."

"Oh fuck, yeah, nine."  Whine.

The women came back and announced they were having dessert and then wanted
to be taken home.  They gave their dessert orders and Bo said he and Jim
were going to the men's room.

"Don't be sneaking out to the bar for a drink.  I don't want to smell
alcohol and tomorrow is church."  The two men groaned silently.  They were
about to enter the men's room when Bo grabbed Jim by the jacket and pulled
him out a side door into a back alley.

"Uh, buddy, I wasn't too happy about going to the men's room with you but
what are you doing?"

"This?"  Bo whipped out his big dick stroked it hard and began beating off.
"Come on.  Jerk off man.  It's the only sex you're going to get tonight."
Jim couldn't believe his eyes but also couldn't pass the chance.  He pulled
out his dick and joined Bo.  They hid behind a dumpster, leaning against
each other's shoulders and jacked off.  Within seconds of each other, they
sent cum shooting against the dirty brick.  Bo shook his dick dry and
stuffed it back into his pants.  Jim slowly put himself back together.
They got back to the table as their wives finished dessert.

"You weren't drinking were you?"

"No dear."  Cops in unison.  They parted company in the parking lot with
slaps on each other's backs.  Jim changed into sweats and got comfortable
to watch TV, alone.  His wife had gone to bed but not before handing him a
blanket and his pillows.  He threw them on the sofa in the spare room and
sat down at the computer.

"You've got mail."  Jim jumped as he hurried to turn down the volume on the
computer.  He had received a hot picture and letter from a big, musclebear
in Phoenix.  The man was not shy and gladly told Jim what he could do for
him and how good a fuck he was.  Jim freed his cock from his sweats,
stopped, then walked over to the door and locked it.  There was another
email from his buddy in Chicago.

"Hey guy, hope all is well.  Was thinking about you and got hard. Had to
tell you what happened last night.  Had the little party with co-workers to
celebrate my partner's and my fifth anniversary. We got just bit drunk.
OK, we got a lot drunk.  My partner didn't drive and I was too drunk to
drive him home so we went back to my place.  He could hardly get up the
steps so I half carried him. He fell across the bed and went cold to sleep.
I couldn't let him just sleep in his soaking wet clothes, so I undressed
him.  After all, he was sharing my bed.  Yeah, I know he could have slept
on my couch, or I could have, but that thing is really uncomfortable.

So, I peeled off his clothes as he lay there.  Gotta admit I wanted to just
take his big dick in my mouth and suck it down but I didn't.  I did play
with his nuts though.  He has these really big hefty low hangers, the kind
you know are just full of hot cum."

Jim fondled his nuts and squeezed the fat bag.

" I held them in my hand and felt their weight.  Man, they were nice and
heavy and fat.  I love to suck on balls like that and wanted to so much,
but between the late hour and the several pitchers of beer, I let him
sleep.

He doesn't seem to remember any of it.  I did cup those big furry pecs a
couple of times and just lightly pinched his nipples.  I don't know what he
would have done if he had wakened up and found me playing with his chest.
Later, after we had had some breakfast and got showers, he fell asleep on
the bed again.  I took the opportunity to get a small nap myself and curled
up next to him.  I'm hoping he thinks it was just an accident to wake up
with my arm around him, but it was on purpose.  Although, he did catch me
off guard.  It felt so good to lay there with my arm around this big guy.

I have to do something about this soon.  I don't know if I can continue to
work this closely with someone I am beginning to think I love and not be
able to act on it.  Maybe request a transfer to another partner but that
seems so cruel.  Didn't mean to unburden myself on you but in a weird way I
got to sleep with the man I love and he doesn't know.  But I did keep his
underwear.

Keep the pump buddy,
Al"

Jim saved the message and signed off the system.  He carried the blanket
over to his big over stuffed recliner that his wife hated and curled up.
His dick was throbbing but he ignored it.  He stared across the dark room
and felt, what?  He wasn't sure.

To be continued, comments - suggestions?		lennoxbear@aol.com