After the Divorce

After the Divorce 6

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As I drove into the city, I was amazed at how much of a teenager I felt. And this made me think of Rick, who seemed to be reliving his adolescence as well. In my case, it was an old friendship with Jake that had suddenly, without warning, turned into a real thing, a thing that seemed to have legs. If the feeling in my belly -- and truth be told -- in my cock, were any indication, this was something that could last. How amazing is that?

My phone buzzed and I answered it on the car's speakers.

"Tom!"

Hearing his voice was like a little buzz of electricity. "Jake! How are you? I miss you."

"I miss you, too. When will you get in?"

I thought for a moment. "Probably by lunchtime."

"I'll have it ready when you get here. And some other things, as well..."

"That sounds...really nice. I can't wait."

I was a teenager. It was both ridiculous and amazing to be in my forties and feel this way. Rick and I really were very similar but for completely different reasons. I realized I was wondering how he was doing, so I called him.

"Hi Rick. I'm just checking in. How's it going?"

"Hi Tom! It's going all right I guess. I just found myself an apartment, so that's good. It feels really weird, but at least I have somewhere to sleep."

Relieved, I said, "That's really good to hear. Hey, I'm coming into the city, so why don't we have dinner or something?"

"Well...I'm getting together with...uh...my wife's brother to celebrate my new place. Why don't you come over as well? It will be fun and probably good for me to have people around."

"Can I bring Jake?"

"Sure. That would be really nice."

"So your wife's brother, huh? Should I ask?"

There was a silence on the phone. I knew without him saying a word, the little brat. "Uh...yeah. I went to his place when I got the city and, well, things happened."

"Things always seem to be happening with you. Or should I say to you. It's hard to tell."

"I'm a bit obsessed, I guess."

I laughed, but felt affection for him. "Maybe a little, but it makes sense. This is all so new to you still. Enjoy, I say."

"Thanks, Tom. You are a real friend." I realized I liked hearing that. "Oh, and Harry say hi. I saw him the other day."

I was really impressed, now. "You are a busy boy! But I'm glad you're having a good time."

"I am having a good time. It's not like I didn't before with Susan, but now, it's like a whole different thing. Who knew?"

"Well you do. When should we come over?"

We were going over the following Saturday. He gave me the address and we said goodbye. I drove the rest of the way kind of amazed. This guy who seemed so settled when I first met him, was now a man unleashed. If his wife knew half of what he was getting up to she would probably hire a hit man. Second chances, I realized. He was given one and he took it. And, I realized, I was no small part of that. I remember that first night in my cottage with almost fondness.

Jake and I arrived at Rick's apartment in the snow. When Rick opened the door I realized he had a really nice place. It wasn't too big, but he had managed to set it up nicely. There were candles burning and nice music playing. He introduced us to Gord, Susan's brother. I could see why Rick was into him. A really nice, sexy, guy. He shook my hand and looked very directly at me, then did the same to Jake.

"Nice to meet you two. I hear Rick has you to thank for...getting him to where he is now."

I laughed. "I suppose that's true." I was amazed Rick had told him so much. I looked over at Jake who looked slightly uncomfortable.

Rick seemed to share the discomfort. "Who wants wine?"

We spent the next couple of hours enjoying a really nice meal and good conversation. Gord was a great guy and very open and funny. He was an equal opportunity dude, I realized, since he was into whoever he found attractive: male, female, and I imagined, everyone in between. It was impressive that he was so open about himself.

Jake seemed to relax and I had been worried that he was uncomfortable, but after a few glasses of wine, he seemed to sink into the conversation. At one point Gord rolled a joint and passed it around, then rolled another. There was a part of me that wondered if that was such a good idea, but after the first drag, those hesitations faded away, like my last glass of wine.

Jake and I were sitting in separate chairs, and Rick and Gord were on the couch. Gord stretched his legs out and sighed. "It's really great to meet you guys. I'm glad Rick has good friends to lean on."

Rick looked at him affectionately. "You're a good friend as well, Gord."

"Well, yeah, the feeling is mutual. Even if my sister hates your guts at the moment. But she'll survive."

I could tell Rick was a little uncomfortable at the mention of his soon-to-be-ex-wife, but he tried to smile and touched Gord on the arm for a second. Jake passed me one of the joints and I took another puff, against my better judgement. Who needs judgement, anyway?

As the cloud of smoke dissipated, I looked across at the couch and saw Gord pull Rick in for a kiss, and it wasn't just any kiss. I knew what kind of kiss it was: big and wet and with lots of tongue. I inwardly sighed, because I could already tell where this was going. Was I up for it? I looked beside me at Jake, who was staring mesmerized at the two on the couch. I looked back at the couch again, and Gord had pushed Rick back so he was lying on top of him and the kissing continued. Jake turned to me, his face a little blank, but then he smiled at me with a little shrug.

"Why not?" he finally said. Why not indeed? I put my hand out and Jake took it and we walked over to the sofa where those two were still going at it. I looked at Jake and said, "Why don't we take charge?"

He laughed as we stood there, then reached down and turned Gord so he could get at his pants, saying "There's far too many clothes here." He undid his jeans, unzipped, them then began to yank them down. Gord laughed, and helped him, lifting his torso up so Jake could slip them off completely. He was wearing bright red boxer briefs that were really tight, his cock half exposed, sticking up from the waistband. Jake was all business, and he yanked the briefs off, then Gord pulled off his t-shirt. He looked at us, smiling, then said

"Am I going to be the only one naked here?"

But Rick had already pulled his pants down and slid his underwear halfway down his legs. Seeing both of their rigid, hungry-looking cocks made my mouth water. I looked at Jake and without saying a word, we both got down on our knees in front of Gord. I grabbed his dick in my hand and brought it to my mouth, just licking the head a little. Jake joined my mouth on Gord's cock and we sucked the sides of it, our lips meeting. I took the head in my mouth again and started working my tongue into the piss slit, tasting him while Jake continued to lap at the base, then down to his balls.

All the while Gord just watched us. He was on his knees on the sofa, one hand on each of our heads. Rick stood up on the sofa and his cock was right by Gord's head, who turned and sucked him in. Rick right away started thrusting into his mouth. I was amazed by how uninhibited an inhibited guy could be in the right circumstances.

Gord was really getting into it as he pulled his cock from my mouth and shoved it into Jake's mouth and just like Rick, starting thrusting really deep, all the way to his balls which slapped against Rick's chin. I was kind of in a trance by all activity, so I started undoing Jake's pants and slid them down, underwear and all. I took his cock in my hand and stroked it a few times, wondering what to do. Then I pulled off my pants and shirt and them across the room.

Rick took his mouth off Gord's cock with a bit of a gasp. I smiled at him. "You're in heaven, aren't you?"

He smiled at me and nodded. I had an idea.

"If you guys don't mind, I'm going to do some stage management here. Rick, why don't you lie down on your belly so that Gord can fuck you and Jake and I will sit so you can get at both our cocks. Sound good?"

Gord laughed. "I like a good stage manager. I'm in."

Jake looked at me for a moment, stroking his cock. "I didn't realize you were so...dominant."

"Well, it doesn't happen all the time, so let's just go with it." I laughed and leaned in and kissed him.

As instructed, Rick lay down and Jake and I knelt at his head, both of our cocks almost touching his face. I could tell Rick was almost swooning he was so excited. He began to lick our cocks, then reached out and brought them together so he could lap at their heads. Jake and I just watched him. I could see Gord had produced some lube and had a bunch of his fingers    and slid them in Rick's ass, whose hips were writhing into the sofa and he sucked the ends of our cocks.

My face was close to Jake's and we kissed in between watching Rick suck us in turn, then trying to stuff both heads of our cocks in his mouth. I thought of the night at the cottage when we had "taken charge" of him and this felt even better because soon Gord slid into him and lay down so his head was right beside Rick's.

I moved my cock to Gord's mouth and slid it in all the way. I didn't feel, at this point, there was any reason to hold back, so I just started fucking his mouth. What had gotten into me? I like sex and all, but this was kind of wild. Jake turned my head to him again and kissed me with lots of tongue.

Gord had begun to really drive his cock into Rick's ass with big, slippery strokes: all the way out then back in, driving Rick into the sofa, while still somehow taking my cock in, licking the head and moaning all at the same time.

Jake wasn't holding back either and he had taken Rick's head in his hands and was pumping really deep into Rick's mouth. I looked down at Gord's mouth taking me in and watched as my cock disappeared then slid out, a little faster each time. Finally I said to Jake,

"Let's switch mouths...that's sounds weird, but you know what I mean." Jake laughed and we switched positions. I had realized I wanted my cock in Rick's mouth and he was right there waiting. He grabbed the base and slid it in, jacking me and sucking the head. He knew what he was doing.

Gord's movement into Rick were getting intense and the whole sofa was practically sliding across the room he was moving so powerfully into Rick. I could tell he was getting close. I looked down at Rick, amazed at this guy and how much he had let himself loose, as if his marriage had chained him up on some rock of matrimony, but now he was free. I was stoned, after all. I laughed to myself and then the laugh seemed to morph into a little buzz in the tip of my cock as Rick's tongue lashed it, and the buzz seemed to push me over the edge really fast.

"You better be ready, Rick," was all I could say before a really hot explosion went off in me and I could feel cum spurting into Rick's mouth.

Gord took his mouth off Jake and watched as I came into Rick's mouth and he squeezed his eyes shut and just froze for a second, then pumped madly into Rick a few times before collapsing on him, his head moving back to Jake who jacked himself into Gord's mouth and onto his chin. The last few drops hit Gord's tongue, then he sat back, breathing heavily and all he said was,

"Fuck!"

I laughed and leaned in and kissed Jake a few times. My mouth was dry and I really wanted a glass of water, but I felt too exhausted to move. Gord pulled himself out of Rick and slid down so he was sitting on the floor, his head thrown back. Rick sat up and I realized he hadn't cum yet because he was jerking his cock. He looked desperate. Jake leaned over to him and took his cock in his mouth and sucked a few times which seemed to be all Rick needed because he almost yelled and held Jake's head as he was clearly unloading into his mouth.

Jake leaned back and swallowed, then I kissed him again, wanting to taste what he just took in. I looked into his eyes and said,

"I'm glad you're here with me."

Jake smiled and kissed me again. "Me too."

Rick was lying back on the sofa, his eyes closed. Gord got off the floor and sat beside him. I was struck by how comfortable they were together. I worried about Harry, since I knew that he was into Rick, but I could tell there something happening here, something important. As if to prove my point, Gord leaned in and kissed Rick very gently on the lips and just looked at him. It almost felt too intimate and I looked into Jake's face instead. We just stared at each other.

I sat down on the sofa near Rick and Jake joined me. The four of us just sat there, breathing. I could smell our bodies: the sweat and cum and sex. Jake leaned his head against my shoulder, then said,

"Let's go home. I think these two need some private time."

"Yeah. You're right."

We stood up and looked at the two sitting there, their eyes closed and I could see they were holding hands. I was going to lean in and kiss them, but decided it was enough. We turned and found our clothes, our coats and quietly left the apartment.

When we got back to Jake's place, we were cold. We tossed our coats on the sofa and just went to bed, throwing our clothes all over as we went. I wrapped myself around Jake and we fell asleep. My last thought was how nice it felt to be all warm and cozy with someone I had known so long, but was getting to know in a completely new way.

I got up a while later feeling really thirsty. I went to the kitchen for some water and drank a whole bunch. When I got back to bed, Jake was awake and the covers were off. He looked amazing: so lithe and burnished. I got down on the bed and straddled him, my ass right on his cock. I looked into his eyes. "I want you to fuck me."

He smiled and, once he had lubed us up, I positioned by ass on his cock and he slid right in. The feeling was like a question for which I had the answer and as I started rocking my hips on him, jacking my cock slowly, we just stared at each other, which of course, was the answer.

We were tired, so we took our time. It wasn't athletic or sweaty, but it was so intense I was almost amazed. It was a slow burn and as we got more into it, Jake grabbed my ass cheeks and held them tightly, all the while just looking into each other's eyes. Or at least until he started to get close and he shut them, and his mouth opened and his hips started meeting me as I pushed down until he gasped, but kept going, and I could tell he was spurting into me and that was it for me. My hand was a blur, and cum just started pouring out of me. I was surprised I had any left after what we did earlier.

We both subsided at the same time. I leaned down and kissed Jake as I did, his cock slid out of me. I looked into his eyes again. "I don't want to use the word just yet, but I feel something really good and strong right now, for you."

He smiled at me and pulled me back down for a kiss which seemed to go on and on. He leaned back. "You know, Tom. We've known each other for...how long? Twenty years? I think you can use the word. I'm going to. I love you. That's easy. What we do with that is a whole other thing."

I thought for a moment, admiring the blue-green glint in those eyes that somehow I had never in all those twenty years really seen before. I smiled at him and said, "So the whole friend-love is kind of morphing into...this kind of love? I mean yeah, I love you, too. This feels different. Or there's a layer or two added to it that wasn't there before. Although...I have always wondered if you and I could...be together."

He looked a bit serious. "Me too. But you were with dickhead...sorry. I never like the guy that much...but anyway...but here we are. Together. So let's try out the new definition and see what happens." He pulled me down and we kissed again. Our cocks were slippery together, but soft, and it felt so comforting. I slipped off him and our legs entangled and our chests met and sleep came by again and whacked us on the heads.

The next morning I found Jake in the kitchen. Coffee, toast, some eggs. "Wow. I haven't had a proper breakfast in...forever. Thanks!" I kissed him and got a mug. We sat in the wintery sun filling his kitchen and ate quietly as if we had known each other for ages. Oh wait, we had!