Friends' All
by: Will B
(Copyright 2007 by the Author)

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Chapter 5
Al Cums While Steve Hums

Al quickly stripped down to his briefs, looked at Steve and grinned. 

“All right,” he said.  “You want to eat me? Take my briefs down, using your mouth only.”

Steve knelt down in front of Al, and put his teeth gently on the elastic of Al’s briefs.  As the elastic stretched and Steve gently pulled down the cloth, Al’s smooth abdomen slowly appeared.  His navel was an innie. Below his navel, there was a small mole. As Steve pulled the briefs even farther down, he could see there was absolutely no hair where he had shaved Al the previous night. Gradually Al’s cock appeared, and as it was freed it sprang to attention.

While Steve was pulling Al’s briefs  down, Al was thinking “Oh, God, I love him so much. I don’t want to think about losing him.

Licking his lips in anticipation, Steve placed his lips gently on the lips of Al’s meatus, and then he swirled his tongue over the piss slit, savoring the precum that was beginning to make its appearance.

Al rubbed his hands over Steve’s shoulders. Al’s erection grew, not just with the physical sensation of Steve’s lips on his body, but with the feelings of love and tenderness that were flowing through his body.

“Oh, God, Steve, you’re…., oh,….,” Al moaned in ecstasy.

Now Steve licked the ridge below Al’s helmet.  Al moved his hips back and forth, moaning in lustful joy.

“Dear God,” Steve thought to himself, “this man is so precious to me. I love him so much that if we were never to have sex again, I would still love him and want to be in his life.”

Steve now took Al’s shaft into his mouth and ran his tongue up and down the underside of the shaft.

Al held onto Steve’s head and moaned “Suck it, lick my dick….., eat my prick,….., let me fuck your throat……”

Steve began to turn his head from side to side, and began humming a note.  The vibrations ran through Al’s penis, his balls, and even made his ass cheeks clench and unclench.

Both lovers were coming close to the edge of ejaculation, their feelings of pleasure boosted by their feelings of mutual love.

Al began to fuck Steve’s mouth furiously, jamming his cock into his lover’s throat, and moaning “Oh, Steve, I love….  I love…., I LOVE you…..,  here it comes,….., it’s coming……AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGNNNNNNHHHHH.”

One rope of steaming cum shot into Steve’s mouth. 

“HHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAA”

A second stream of cum erupted onto Steve’s mouth, and he swallowed it,

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHHH”

A third stream of man-nectar flowed onto Steve’s face.  He made a valiant effort to slurp it up, but it was too much.  Steve pulled back to catch his breath, and Al’s semen overflowed, running down Steve’s chin and onto his chest.  Some of it dripped down onto Steve’s organ, which was leaking its own precum. 

Al wasn’t quite finished yet. “I love you, Steve,” Al said. “You have given me such joy this evening. Now I want to give the same joy to you.”

“Al, I did what I did because I love you.”

“I know you did, Steve. But, we are not doing sexual things to each other. We are doing loving things with each other.”

With that, Al pulled Steve up to his feet, and then knelt down and began to lick Steve’s organ.  Lick, flick the tongue, and suck.  Lick! Flick! Suck! LICK! FLICK! SUCK! He repeated this until Steve also felt his toes begin to curl, and ……….., and from deep in his balls, the rising tide of man-juice churned through Steve’s tunnel out into the air and coated Al’s face.

“Oh, my dear Al, I love you so much,” Steve said.

“And you are the most precious thing in my life, Steve. No matter what happens tomorrow. we will be together,” Al replied.

Exhausted and exhilarated by their love making, the two lovers lay down on the living room floor and fell asleep in each other’s arms. The floor may not have made the most comfortable mattress, but they were together, and that was all that mattered.

* * * * *

July 23, 1963: Al Comes Out

Later that day, Al and Steve talked to Sarah about the dinner.  Since Al’s family was arriving about 12:00, it was decided to have lunch on Al and Steve’s deck.  Pete and Joe would be there, but after the meal, Sarah would ask Matt, Pete and Joe to help her inside the house, giving Al a chance to tell his family what he had to tell them. 

At 11:45, a car pulled up, and Al’s son, his wife, and Al’s daughter got out, and came up the steps. 

Al’s son, Jack, was twenty-three, 6’3” tall, and was a good looking young man with dark hair, and a friendly face, His wife Peggy was a little shorter, but had a wide smile, and a wider circumference.  She was about six months pregnant. 

Al’s daughter, Sally, was twenty-two.  She stood 5’6”, and like her brother, had a smiling face.

After introductions were made, Sarah asked Peggy, “Would you like to lie down for a while?”

“Oh, no, Sarah, thank you very much, but I would like to use…”

“Of course! Come with me,” Sarah said with an understanding smile.

Sally looked at Steve and said, “You’re Uncle Steve.  I remember you.  You used to tell me stories when I was a little girl.”

“Yup,” Steve replied, “and I have never found anyone else to tell the story of Hunka-Munka to, since my wife and I never had any children.”

A light bulb went on in Jack’s head, and he said, “I remember you, Uncle Steve, you helped me make a kite and fly it one day when Dad couldn’t be there.”

Sally said, “I remember how when Mom was in the hospital and Dad was with her so much, you were always there for us.  And the day Mom…..,  when Dad called to tell us….., you just held us, and told us that Mom was free of all her hurting and pain, and that she would still love us.”

Sally went into Steve’s arms to hug and be hugged.  Jack was right behind her, and told Steve what a great guy he had been, and always would be.

Sarah and Sally came out of the house at that point to say that lunch was ready, and they would be eating on the deck as it was such a nice day.

Pete and Joe set up the folding tables and chairs, and Sarah and Matt brought out platters and bowls of food.  Because it was really too hot and muggy to serve a hot meal, Sarah announced that they were having chicken salad, potato salad, cole slaw, and iced tea.  Dessert would come later.

Everyone smacked his or her lips at the thought of the food to come, when Al said he would like to say grace.  Everyone stood and held hands. 

“Oh, God, we thank you for this food, and those who prepared it,” Al said.  “We thank you for your many blessings, for the gift of freedom we enjoy in this country.  Bless our President Kennedy and all who govern us, and help us always to remember that the greatest gift you have given us is love, in the person of your Son, Amen.”

After that they sat down and ate the delicious food that Sarah had prepared with more than a little help from Matt.  He had boiled the potatoes, cut them up, and shredded the cabbage for the cole slaw.

As they were finishing, Jack looked at his dad and said, “Dad, it’s been quite a few years since Mom died.  Haven’t you ever thought of remarrying, or of finding someone else with whom to share your life?”

“Yes, son, I have, and I think it’s time I told you and Peggy and Sally about that someone.”

Here Al squeezed Steve’s hand under the table.  Pete squeezed Joe’s hand under the table.

Sarah stood up and said, “Matt, I wonder if you and Pete and Joe would give me hand in the kitchen with dessert?”

Al said, “Jack and Sally, and Peggy, too, you know that I loved your Mother deeply, and while we were married I never looked at another woman.”

“We know, Dad, but perhaps it is time to move on,” Sally said.

“We will love whoever she is,” said Jack.

“Son, this is not easy for me to say.  Steve, would you help me out here, please?”

Steve stood up and moved to Al’s side. 

“Jack, Peggy, and Sally.  You need to know that Steve and I are partners.”

“Are you two going into business together?” Jack asked.

“No, son.” Here Al took Steve’s hand and said, “Steve and I are partners in an emotional, and yes, physical, relationship.”

Jack stood up, and his face started to turn red, “But, Dad, I…., I….., don’t understand! How……, how……, why……? How COULD YOU? “ Jack was shouting and almost crying at the same time.

Al moved to his son, to take him by the arms, and maybe give him a hug. “I love you, son, and Peggy and Sally. You know that.”

“I don’t know it,” Jack cried out. “You always raised us to be loving and truthful, and now you are … you are…. I DON’T UNDERSTAND IT. You’ve always taught us to act decently and honestly. I never realized you were ….. this way” Jack looked as if he were angry and ready to burst into tears at the same time.

“Jack, I love you. I love Peggy, and I love Sally. I loved your Mother, but she has gone. Now, Steve is the most important person in my life. Please, please, don’t make me have to choose between you and Steve, because, although I will always love you, I will choose Steve. Please try to accept this and know that I have not been so happy since your Mother died.”

Al moved to his son as if to hug him, but Jack turned away from him.  “Dad, it’s hard for me to accept this. I am not sure if what you are doing is right or wrong.”

Steve moved to stand beside Al, and said, “Jack, neither your father nor I planned for this to happen. We didn’t go down to Baltimore Street, or into the public bath houses looking for easy sex. We love each other, and we are committed to each other, but there is room in our hearts for love for all of you. Can’t you find it in your heart to accept us and love us?”

Sally also stood up, and said, “Jack, what our father is saying that he and Steve love each other, in all the ways that matter.  Be happy for them.”

Going to her father, Sally said, “I love you, Dad, and I love Uncle Steve.  You be good to each other, because I know that you are good for each other.” Sally hugged her Dad, and then she hugged Steve.  “Be good to my Dad.”

Jack looked at the two men, and then looked at Steve.  “I don’t understand, but I do know that you… that Dad has always been the world’s greatest Dad, and that you have always been my favorite uncle.  I am going to have to work hard and pray hard to accept this, but even now, I think that it’s going to be just a short step from having an uncle to having a second Dad.” Jack wiped his eyes and went to his father and said, “You had better be good to my Uncle Steve.  Do you hear me, Dad?” Jack hugged his Dad and then said to Steve, “You had better be good to my Dad!”

Peggy was very quiet, but then said, “While Sarah was helping me inside, she told me how Al had helped Matt find a home here with Sarah, and how Steve had bought him a whole new wardrobe of clothes.  Those are the actions of good men.”

She paused, and then went on, “You all can see that I am in what the old books used to call an ‘interesting condition,’ but there’s something none of you know yet, not even you, Jack.  I meant to tell you this evening, but I think this might be a good time to tell you all.”

Raising her voice, she said, “Sarah, Matt, Pete and Joe, can you come out here, please?”

When everyone was on the deck, Peggy said, “I went to the doctor’s yesterday, and he…, he….  thought he DETECTED TWO HEARTBEATS!.”

Jack went to his wife and said, “Honey, do you need to sit down? Can I get you anything?”

Peggy smiled and said, “I’m fine, sweetheart.  Just let me finish what I want to say.  Dad Al, Jack and I have already decided we were going to ask you to be a godfather at our baby’s christening.  Now, Dad, and Steve, if it is twins and all goes well, would you consent to be the other baby’s godfather?”

Jack nodded and said “Uncle Steve or Dad Steve, would you please agree to my wife’s—no—to our request?”

Smiling through his tears, Steve said, “I sure will, Peggy.  It looks like I’m gonna get to tell the story of Hunka-Munka many times more.”

Sarah said to Matt, “Let’s bring out the dessert.  It is vanilla ice cream, with your choice of chocolate syrup or strawberry syrup.”

Peggy got a funny look on her face and said “You wouldn’t have any pickles to go with that would you?”

Jack said, “Dear, if you want pickles with that, I will gladly go to the store and get some for you.”

“No, you doofus, I was just kidding,” Peggy said, “But maybe some…., some…., I don’t know.  Sarah, do you have any peanut butter.  That might be a good topping!”

Everyone groaned, then laughed, then everyone looked at each other and laughed again.

The rest of the day went happily, and when the younger generation left, with hugs and kisses all around, Al and Steve thought they could never be happier.

* * * * *

Sarah and Matt went home, and Matt asked, “Sarah, I don’t know much about some things.  Do women who are expecting really like pickles and ice cream?”

“Why of course they do, Matt.  Only maybe not in the same dish at the same time.”

Matt went up to his room, and Sarah thought to herself, “Oh, if only my dear Gabe were still alive. Matt is a dear boy, but he needs a man to talk to, and I need….., oh well, I’m going to finish cleaning up, and get to bed myself.”

* * * * *

Peggy and Jack were getting ready for bed. Peggy was wearing a beautiful “almost transparent” nightgown that made Jack’s heart glow, and his juices flow whenever he looked at her. Jack’s muscular body, with a light dusting of hair on his chest and around his nipples, his flat abdomen, and his other attributes made Peggy tingle whenever she looked at him.

“Come here, dear,” Peggy said. “I want to talk.”

“Um-hum,” said Jack, taking her into his arms and nuzzling her ear.

“I said talk, my love. Whatever you’re thinking of, my precious, will wait a few minutes. You know that when we make love, you sometimes put your tongue on my clitoris, and it really turns me on.”

“I know it does, sweetheart, and that’s what…,” Jack said, breathing just a little heavier.

“ And you know that I love to take your penis in my mouth and give you a blow job. I love the smell of your penis, and testicles, and the taste of your precum.”

“Yes, yes, Peggy, but can’t we….?” Jack moaned.

“Be patient, lover-boy, I’m getting to the point of this discussion. When I was in the beauty parlor the other day, I heard two older women talking. One was saying that the only way God intended a man and woman to make love was in the missionary position!”

Jack snorted.

“The other one said that if a woman ever allowed a man to use his mouth on her ‘private parts’ as she out it, the woman would go to hell.”

Jack laughed out loud. “Peggy, do you believe that? No, I see you don’t. One day I asked our Pastor, only in ‘general terms’ you know, if he thought oral sex between a man and woman was ‘Christian.’ You know what he said? He said that if two people loved each other and were in a faithful relationship, that whatever they did with their bodies in a loving way was all part of God’s miracle of creation.”

“Jack, I’m going to ask you some questions. Don’t answer me, but just think about your answers. First when you were in junior high school, did you ever jerk off with any of your buddies? And if you did, do you think God will send you to hell? And, in high school, whenever you were in the locker room after gym, or after a game, did you ever check the other guys out? Or, maybe flick their butts with a towel? And, do you think God will cast you out of heaven forever?”

Jack was very quiet for a two or three minutes, then said, “I see what you’re saying, my love. I think what we do with each other is perfectly all right because we love each other, and I wouldn’t want anyone telling us we were going to hell because of what we did. And, although I don’t think I am quite comfortable yet with the idea of my Dad and Uncle Steve…., you know,….., I guess I don’t have the right to tell them what to do. And I do love them both.”

Peggy smiled at him and said, “That’s my Jack. My dear and loving Jack. Now, I think we have had enough talking, and so, Jack my horny husband, if you will put your lips and tongue where I love to have them, I will see about paying attention to your lovely, wonderful, cock!”

* * * * *

When Pete and Joe got home, Joe said, “Pete, I have a surprise for you.  Don’t come upstairs until I call you.”

“OK, Pete.”

After a few minutes Joe said, “OK, Pete.  You can come up now.”

When Pete got up to their bedroom, he burst out laughing.  Joe had stripped, and had wrapped himself in clear plastic cellophane.  He had a sign on his chest saying “For large pickles and delicious cream, unwrap package and look for yourself.”

Pete dived on the bed, grabbed Joe and covered his mouth, his face, his neck, his ears with kisses, and then he…..

To be continued...

Feedback always welcome:        Your comments, as DD says, fuel the writer’s imagination.

Author's note:

Readers: this was one of the most difficult chapters I think I have ever had to write.  I have never come out to my family, so I don’t know if I got it right.  Tell me what you think.

As usual, my thanks to DD and E for their help, advice, support and encouragement. DD, Gerry, and Henry made some very pertinent suggestions, which I have tried to incorporate in this chapter. Thanks, friends. 123 to all of you.

Posted: 08/10/07