BEAR IN LAW
by BEARCOUPLE
WARNING
This story is a combination of reality, fantasy and fiction. The names of characters and places have been changed to conceal our identity. This story portrays romance, exhibitionism, voyeurism, seduction and oral sex between mature men who were related. If you are offended by any of these or if you are under the legal age in your state/country to read this type of material, please do not read any further. This is my first story. If you have any comments, please direct it to bearcouple69@yahoo.com
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The chirping of birds near the windowsill woke me up. I looked at the wall clock. Gosh! It's 7 a.m. We've to be at work by 8.30. The grip around my waist tightened as I tried to get up. My eyes turned towards the hairy hand, which wound around my waist and followed it up to the face. This was the man with whom I shared this bed for the past eight years. His face seemed ageless apart from a few grey hairs on his beard and moustache. I still couldn't believe that he was 52. I still remember seeing him for the first time, 15 years back. My mind drifted back to the good old times.
I was 29 living at a suburb in London, when I met Susan for the first time. She was 17 and doing her law degree. I met her at the library and we took an instant liking to each other. We dated for over 6 months before she invited me home to meet her family. I went to her house on a Friday evening after work. I made great care to make myself look good. I had a shower and came out of the bathroom nude. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had a good body provided that I do no exercise apart from playing squash occasionally. I was 5' 10'' tall, 79 kg, dark brown hair; my body was covered with fine dark hair and sported a good thick moustache. I looked further down at my body. My cock was 8" when erect and cut, surrounded by dark pubic hair. Overall I saw in the mirror a handsome young man.
Susan's mum Belinda opened the door and invited me in. She was in her late 30s and seemed to be a nice woman. She asked me to be seated and told me that her husband was in the shower and Susan was in the kitchen and she would call Susan. Belinda disappeared in the kitchen to get Susan. That was when I first saw Carl. He had come out of the shower in his bathrobe. He looked as if he is in his late 30s, six foot tall, around 90 Kg, slightly bald with a thick trimmed beard and a moustache. He was wearing a white robe, which barely reached his knees. The first things that I noticed were his hairy legs. They were covered with thick black fur. I looked up to his chest. Thick mat of dark hair was protruding from the neck of the robe. I suddenly felt a stir in my loins. I have never let anyone know about my feelings for men. I've always liked hairy older men. Carl seemed to be the man of my dreams, but he was my girl friend's father. I woke up from my thoughts when a deep voice asked, "You might be Joe!". I looked up to his face and with great difficulty said "Yes". We had a good dinner, but I had the feeling that Mrs and Mr. Vagner didn't like me. Later on, I came to know from Susan, that they were against their daughter marrying someone 12 years elder to her. When I thought about it, Carl was only 9 years elder to me. That turned me on!
I married Susan the following year. Both Carl and Belinda attended the wedding. Susan's mum accepted me but it was Carl who always found some fault with me. I liked (loved) Carl, but his hatred towards me rubbed off on me as well. Susan always used to tell both myself and Carl that how she wished that we both became friends. Susan and I had a good married life, but disaster struck quite quickly. Susan and Belinda were going to visit a friend who was in the hospital. I was at work when I got the phone call. There had been an accident. Susan and Belinda were at the hospital. I quickly rushed over there to find Carl waiting for me with tears in his eyes. He gave me a big hug and broke the bad news to me "we lost them both!!". I felt betrayed, empty and felt like an orphan. Carl was the only person I had. He needed as much consolation like I did. I hugged him harder. I felt so good to be in his arms. It was very much consoling.
It was after the funeral that we really had time to sit down and talk. I got a call from Carl the next weekend. He asked me if I could go over there, so that we can talk. I found knocking at his door in less than 10 minutes. He opened the door wearing a white T-shirt and black shorts with a red stripe on the side. He poured me a drink and we started talking, first about the funeral, our loss and finally to our hatred to each other. He told me that he spoke to Susan and Belinda just before they died and Susan's death-wish was that we should love each other and be friends all our lives. Carl said that he promised Susan that he would certainly make the effort. Carl looked at my eyes as if waiting for my answer and I told him that I would definitely go any length to make her wish come true. Carl seemed to be delighted hearing this. He quickly got up from the seat and came over to me. I got up from my sofa too. We gave each other a good hug. It felt so wonderful. His beard was touching my cheek and I could feel his chest hair through both our fabrics. I suddenly felt my dick becoming erect. I made the effort to keep my bulge away from his body. After a few seconds we released each other. I can still remember that hug ever so clearly.
We used to visit each other regularly, almost on a daily basis until one day Carl was talking about how lonely he was in that house. I asked him to move into my house. It was easy for both of us to get to work from my home. Carl moved into my apartment 14 months after Susan and mum passed away. Carl's bedroom was next to mine, and both our bedrooms opened into a common balcony, which overlooked the lake. Carl moved in on a Saturday. We had a late night, shifting some of the furniture. He had a garage sale and got rid of most of his other stuff. On Sunday morning, I woke up around 8 a.m. I went into the shower and immediately knew that Carl had been there. His smell was all around there. On the shower floor, there were a few of his body hair. I looked into the laundry basket, which is kept in the bathroom next to the washing machine. His bikini briefs were there. I took them out, smelled them. I had a sudden urge to rub it all over my body. I was dreaming about us hugging and kissing each other nude. Even when I was having a shower, using the same soap that he used was a big turn on. I ended up gratifying myself in the shower. When I went to the living room, Carl was sitting on the barstool having his breakfast on the kitchen table, wearing a bathrobe similar to the one in which I first saw him. His legs were slightly apart and the robe had slightly moved from his left leg and I could see the inner part of the thigh with dark hair all over it. Carl made no effort to cover it. He moved his leg slightly and the robe slid sideways, revealing his left thigh completely. It was just fantastic. The thick muscular thighs made my mouth water and I wanted to bent down and kiss his inner thighs and rip the robe off his body. I said hi to Carl and he said the same. I went around the kitchen bench to get my breakfast. I took the cereal out of the container and filled my bowl, poured some cold milk and sugar. Now I was facing him across the kitchen table and could see only his torso, which was partly covered by the robe. The robe was loosely tightened, revealing his chest each time he bent down to scoop the cereal while sitting in the rather high bar stool. I looked at his chest as the neck of the robe widened as he bent down. I could see his belly and chest all covered with this thick mat of hair. I could see his nipple through the hair and I had a raging hard on. Lucky, I was wearing bikini briefs that helped me conceal my erection. We both got along great apart from the sexual tension, which I felt for him. I wanted him so badly, but I didn't want to make a bad move and spoil our friendship. After all he was as straight as any straight man can be. It was two weeks since he moved in, and I still haven't seen his body naked, leave alone his hairy chest. The only body parts I've seen was through the opening of his robe or the T-shirt.
Carl was crawling into my bed, naked! His hands were running through my body. He pinched my nipples and slowly brought his mouth to mine. I woke up with a startle. Too bad, it was a dream. I got up from bed and for some reason couldn't go back to sleep. I opened the door into the balcony and got out to get some fresh sea breeze. I turned my head towards Carl's window. His portable Television was on. I could see the different coloured lights projecting on the thick green drapes. I slowly went to the window and peeped in through the sides. Carl was fast asleep naked lying on his stomach. His body was reflecting the colourful light radiating from the television. His back was covered with thick fur and his ass cheeks that were quite round and big and were covered with the same fur that covered his body. I couldn't see his penis, but could see part of the balls. I was too far away to clearly see them. I stood in the balcony for more than an hour, coming back to watch him every 10 minutes to see if he had moved, so that I can see him from the front. He seemed to be sound asleep and I eventually went back to bed disappointed. I could hardly wait for the next night to watch him again.
Carl had already had his shower and was having breakfast when I went to the kitchen. Carl said that he had to go to out of town on business and would be back only by 8 p.m. After Carl left, I went into his room and had a look around. His black bikini briefs from yesterday was lying in a corner. Probably, he forgot to put it in the laundry basket. I picked it up and smelled it. It smelled great and I eventually ended up wearing it to work. It felt so good against my body.
It was 11 O'clock at night and Carl still hadn't come back. I couldn't sleep and was getting worried. Was he with someone else? I was getting jealous for some unknown reason. I knew that I had no chance of having him; still I couldn't settle for anything less. I spent a sleepless night. He came back only by 8 a.m., the next morning when I was about to leave for work. I let him know that I was angry with him for not calling. He said that he met with an old friend and ended up staying the night with him. I was feeling very jealous, but tried my best to hide it. When I came back from home that evening, Carl had the dinner ready on the table as if to make up for what happened in the morning. We spent the rest of the evening talking about Belinda, Susan etc. It was then that I brought up the question, whether he is ready to date again. Carl looked into my eyes for a few seconds and confessed "I don't think I'll ever trust another woman again. To everyone, Belinda and I was a wonderful couple, married for 20 years. The marriage was long over, when I found out that she slept with one of our family friends. We had a big argument about the whole thing and almost patched up, when I caught her on bed with her best friend's husband. In fact, I do not mourn her death. It is Susan that I miss most. Belinda hurt me a lot and I've lost all the trust in women. I've decided that I'd never get involved with another woman". Carl had tears in his eyes. I leaned over and touched his shoulder. He gave me a half smile to let me know that he is all right. I couldn't believe that Belinda could sleep around when she had the best looking guy right next to her. Carl asked me the same question later on about dating and I said that I'm not ready yet and cannot think of being with anyone else after Susan's death (what a lie!). We went to bed late at night after a couple of beers. Thoughts of Carl made it impossible for me to sleep. After waiting for an hour I went into the balcony. Light from the television was coming through the drapes. I slowly went near the window and peeped in through the side. I had found a spot, which was impossible for Carl to see even if he was awake. Carl was awake and watching television. The volume was turned right down. He had the blanket over the lower part of his body. His chest was exposed and it looked fabulous. He was quite muscular, but had a bit of flab around his belly. It was not too bad for his age. I would call it a miniature beer belly. It was only then that I noticed his hands. It was inside the covers. He was playing with his cock. I could see his erect cock through the covers. His eyes were glued to the television. From where I was positioned, it was impossible to see the television, but I was sure it was some X-rated stuff on the video. He was moving his hands up and down under the covers. By this time, I had a raging hard on. My dick was poking its head out of the boxers. I started masturbating along with Carl. He moved his hands up and started rubbing his hairy stomach and worked its way up to the chest. The hands started massaging the area around the nipples. The nipples should have been quite erect, but was hard to see through the blanket of hair surrounding it. He was pinching his nipples while I was doing the same to mine. His hands moved down again, this time pushing the cover away. What I saw, almost made me come. The stomach hair followed into a thick bush of jet black hair and a huge thick long uncut dick stood out. It was about 8" long and I could see the tip of the purple head poking out from the foreskin. He was caressing the under part of the bulb with his fingers and slowly was pulling the foreskin back and forth in a slow even motion. He had the other hands wrapped around his balls and was squeezing them occasionally. His hand moved from the balls to his inner thighs and was massaging them slowly. The other hand remained encircling his dick. I was on the verge of cumming when I saw his hands move faster. He squeezed his balls again using his other hand and I could see the muscles tighten. Next thing I knew, he was ejaculating. Semen was falling all over his hairy belly, thighs and pubic hair. I came too at the same time. I tried my best to collect all the semen using my boxer shorts. Carl pinched a couple of tissues from the table beside his bed and was wiping the cum of his hairy body when I went back to my room. I cleaned myself and went to bed. It was a great experience, having sex with him without physical contact.
The next few nights were pretty boring. I couldn't see much of Carl since he slept under the cover. I came back from work late around 9 0'clock on Wednesday night. I didn't see Carl in the living room and I assumed that Carl had gone to bed. I went to my room and through the window I could see Carl standing in the balcony wearing a tiny white towel showing off much of his body. His hairy muscular thighs looked great. If Carl wanted he could see me since the drapes were slightly apart on my room window. The idea of seducing Carl suddenly crossed my mind. I sat down on the bed facing the window and slowly removed my shoes and socks. Then I got up and slowly removed the tie and tossed it to the bed. I could see the reflection of Carl on the open windowpane and I knew that he was watching. I slowly removed my pants and slightly rubbed my hairy thighs with both palms. The shirt was unbuttoned slowly and it was tossed into the bed too. There I was standing wearing only my navy blue bikini briefs. I had a huge hard on which would have been visible to Carl. I looked at the reflection on the open window. Carl was standing there watching me. His hands were on his crotch. I slowly moved my hands all over my hairy belly and chest, pinched my nipples and giving a moan while doing that. I turned my back towards the window and slowly removed my briefs. I gave him a full view of the butt before turning around. My 8" long uncut dick was standing erect and I started jacking off. Right then I took a shy at the window and Carl was gone. I slowly moved towards the window and peeked into the balcony. He was not there. I was very much disappointed that after all Carl was not turned on by my strip show. How dumb was I to perform a strip-show in front of a straight man, and that too my dead wife's father. Carl might have thought that I was a pervert.
Next morning I woke up a bit late. Had my breakfast, showered and shaved before dressing for work. Carl was nowhere in sight. I had a small headache and wanted to get the aspirin tablets from the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. I opened the bathroom to get the shock/surprise of my life. Carl was standing there stark naked. With one hand he was jacking off and with the other he was sniffing my navy blue bikini briefs from last night. He was as much shocked to see me, as I was catching him in the act. I was too shocked to say anything and made a quick apology to get out of the bathroom after closing the door behind me. My head was still spinning from what I saw just now. Was it a dream or reality? I waited outside in the living room for almost half an hour with no luck. He was still in the bathroom, probably too embarrassed to come out. I was not sure either how I am going to break the ice either. I decided to give Carl some time and confront him later on in the evening. I came back early that evening and as soon as I stepped in I knew that Carl had gone. Most of his stuff was gone from the living room. I quickly went to his bedroom and everything was gone from there. There was a letter on the bed. I picked that up with trembling hands and started reading it.
Dear Joe,
Sorry for what happened this morning. It was never meant to happen. I just acted on the spur of the moment. I've never thought of you or any other man in such a way. I do not know what made me do this. I cannot face you again. I'm leaving. Please don't look for me. Good Luck!
Carl
BEAR IN LAW - PART II
By BEARCOUPLE
I was devastated. I lost the man I loved the most in this world. I tried to trace Carl, but he seemed to have vanished. I tried his work and found out that he resigned. His friends or relatives didn't know where he was. Four years went by during which I had my share of flings and relationships with other men (stories to follow). It was from a casual meeting with one of Carl's relatives that I found out about Carl's whereabouts. They received a post card sent by Carl from Australia without any senders' address. It was two years since I had a long holiday and of course, Australia was the first place I opted for. I took a two week leave from work and arrived at Sydney few weeks before Christmas. I booked into a hotel and rested myself for two days. I did some sight seeing on the third day and on my way back, dropped in at the post office and looked into the telephone directories for Carl. I went through all the main cities first. There were a few Vagners, but with different first names. I suddenly remembered Carl's relative telling me about the seal on the card which Carl sent. The print was not clear, but the postcode started with 3. I ended up looking into all the suburban and country directories of Victoria State. I was so happy when I saw the name Vagner, C. on the directory. I noted the number down and went back to hotel room and made the call. The phone rang for a while, but no one answered. I tried a few times and finally by 8.30 p.m., I was able to get through. I immediately recognised his voice. I changed my voice and asked:
Can I speak to Mrs. Vagner, please?
I'm sorry, there is no Mrs. Vagner.
Am I speaking to Mr. Charles Vagner?
No, Sorry, you got the wrong number. I'm Carl!
I hung up the phone and the very next day I took a flight to Melbourne and from there took a train to Carl's town. It was almost dark when I got there. I checked into a motel which was one street from where Carl was located. After having a shower, I went around exploring the place. I reached Carl's house. It was located on the side of a river and seemed to be a very big mansion. What's Carl doing in this big house alone? Is he with someone else? Maybe, they are not married but just living together. I walked to the end of the street and a small fish n'chips shop was still open. I went in there to get some snacks. An elderly gentleman was behind the counter. I made some small talk and while paying the bills, he asked me if I was new here. I told him that I've come to see a friend here and wanted to surprise him. I asked him if he knew Carl and he told me that Carl was living alone in the big house and always seemed to be a loner. I paid for the snacks and went back to the motel. It was hard to sleep. Next morning, I woke up early, showered shaved and looked at myself in the mirror. I wore T-shirt and shorts and got into the lounge and picked up the phone to ring Carl (I didn't want him to get a shock). Carl answered the phone. His resonating deep voice made me very nervous. I asked:
Hi Carl, Is that you?
Yes!
This is me! Joe!
I could hear his breathing on the other end. The silence was broken after a few seconds.
How did you get my number?
From the phone directory! I'm calling from Australia. Can I come and see you.
(After a pause) Yes! Where are you calling from?
I didn't give him a reply. Instead, I told him that he can expect me in the next few days and I hung up the phone. I was knocking at Carl's door within 10 minutes. My hands were cold and my knees were trembling. Carl opened the door. I still remember the look on his face. He was dumbstruck, mouth wide open standing there wearing just a pair of green satin boxer shorts. He had put on probably a couple of extra kilos. His face looked the same, except for some grey hairs on the beard and chest. In fact, he looked more sexy & handsome than before. I was the first one to open my arms to give him a big hug. I told him that I was hurt the way he left my place and also for not writing to me for so long. He told me that he didn't want to talk about it and I agreed to it. Not a word was spoken about the whole thing. Carl wanted me to stay with him. So, we went around to the motel and picked up my stuff. Carl's house was very big. His bedroom was downstairs and mine was upstairs. The dining room and living room faced the river, so did Carl's bedroom. There was a good swimming pool and a gym. Carl was living in luxury. We talked about our friends in London and after lunch, Carl asked, if I wanted to go for a swim. I had the choice, river or pool. I chose the pool and told him that I would meet him at the pool in ten minutes. I changed into my revealing swimwear and was hoping that Carl would do the same as well. I was not disappointed when I saw Carl waiting for me in equally skimpy black speedos. His hairy and muscular chest, thighs and calves were incredible. I jumped into the water to prevent Carl seeing my erection. Carl was in the water too, pretty soon. I wanted to see if Carl had an erection as well. I couldn't see his package and when he got out of the pool, I was facing his back. All I could see was his great butt and sexy thighs with wet hair sticking onto it. He lied down on the shade and put a towel above his crotch, blocking my view. I had to stay in the water until my dick went limp before I could come out. I spread the blanket on the sun and lied down at a spot right in front of Carl so that we could both have a good view of each other. I wore my dark sun glasses and could watch Carl without him knowing. I did sneak a look at Carl after a couple of minutes. He was looking up and down my body. I looked at his crotch and there definitely was a bulge. I knew that I was on target and if lucky, could seduce Carl. We went inside the house a bit later.
Later that evening after dinner, Carl and I sat down on the sofa in the living room with some beer. Carl was only one foot away from me. Carl had too much to drink. Soon he was telling me how much he missed me, and stuff like that. I told him that I missed him too. Carl slowly turned and embraced me. I put my arms around him too. Our heads rested on each other's shoulder. It started in just a friendly manner, but Carl's grip was tightening and I slowly rubbed his back. Next thing I knew, Carl's hands were rubbing my back and slowly moved to my thighs. He loosened his grip and pulled his face away, so that we could see each other. We looked into each other's eyes for a few seconds. Slowly our lips moved closer and next thing I remember, we were kissing each other, tongues probing the inside of each others mouth. Right then, Carl's tongue stopped moving and his grip loosened. He had passed out. I tried to wake him up. I dragged Carl to his room and put him on the bed. I slowly removed his T-shirt and admired the hairy chest and belly. The hair was very thick around his navel region and disappeared into his denim shorts. I removed the top button and pulled the zipper down from the shorts. A dark tuft of pubic hair was revealed, which disappeared into his navy blue briefs. I pulled the shorts down. The sight of him lying in bed wearing only his briefs drove me mad. I pulled his briefs down too. His semi-flaccid uncut dick was staring at me. I had an 8" boner by then. I ripped my clothes off and was naked in 10 seconds. It was hard to imagine that I was in the same room naked with the man of my dreams. I rubbed my hand through his chest tracing the hair down to his dick. The dick felt quite soft, but thick. I spread his legs apart and snuggled in-between them. His hairy body was so sexy up-close that it was so hard to resist kissing it. I started kissing his hairy calves and slowly started working upwards. When I reached his inner thighs right under his balls, his semi-flaccid dick started moving and within a few seconds, it was standing up. The foreskin had moved a fraction backwards, and the purple head was glistening with what seemed like precum. I sniffed at the balls and started slowly sucking on it. I felt something slimy on my nose and looked up to see precum oozing out from the dick. I peeled the foreskin backwards and started licking the shaft, following it to the bulb. When I licked the rim of the bulb, I felt Carl move his body as if with pleasure. After having a good taste of the head of the shaft, I engulfed his entire dick in my mouth and slowly started sucking, as well as licking with my tongue. Within minutes, I felt his body stiffen and my mouth was filled with his warm semen. Ooh! It tasted so-oooo good! I gulped down the whole thing and licked him dry. By this time, his dick started to soften. His face looked so content with a slight smile. I reached over and kissed his lips. My hard dick was pressing against his soft dick, when I did that. I let my body lie on top of his, feeling his entire body against mine. His hairy body made feel like in heaven. I kissed his neck and slowly moved down to his nipples. It was hard to find them in between his hairy chest. I nibbled them for a while and made them erect. My dick was oozing with precum and it was all over Carl's hairy thighs. I got up and sat on Carl's' belly with my legs taking most of my weight. My dick was up against his chest. I rubbed the tip of my uncut dick in and around his nipples. His hairy chest made me almost cum. I moved my body further upward until my cock pressed against his lips. His mouth opened a bit and I tried to slide my dick in. It was obstructed with his teeth. Even though I wanted to force open his mouth, the last thing I wanted was Carl to wake up. I lied down beside him on my side with my arms around his waist and my thigh on top of his. My dick was pressing against the side of his butt. I couldn't resist anymore. I started rubbing my dick against the side of his hairy butt. It wasn't long before I came. I quickly took the dick in my hand to prevent the cum from spilling on to the bed sheet. I got up from the bed and went into the bathroom and cleaned myself. When I stepped back into the bedroom, Carl was lying on his stomach. He hadn't known a thing. I felt so guilty taking advantage of a situation like this. Maybe we would have ended up doing this any way since Carl was kissing me when he passed out. I picked up my clothes from the bed and was just about to leave, when I had a last look at Carl. He was still on his stomach. He was a magnificent sight. Hairy back and hairy butt which, were round and muscular. I bent down, kissed both his butt cheeks (even nibbled at one) and left the bedroom!
Next morning, I woke up around 8 a.m. I remembered what happened last night and hoped that Carl didn't remember any of it. Wearing just my satin green boxer shorts, I sneaked downstairs in to the living room, and then into the kitchen in search of Carl. He was nowhere in sight. Maybe he is still in bed. The bedroom door was open and I went in. Carl was standing there at the window looking out into the river, wearing a short robe. His hairy thighs and calves made my cock stir a bit. I knew that I had to express my feelings now or never. I had to take my chances and probably this was the best opportunity. I moved towards Carl without him knowing. When I reached him, I slowly put my hands on his waist from behind, and whispered, Carl!
What? He seemed to be surprised!
Do you remember, what happened last night?
There was a long silence and he replied "Joe, what are you talking about?"
About last night, you kissing me!
Carl was still facing the window. His body froze and I saw his head drop down. There was no reply!
I moved in closer and hugged him from behind. My cock was erect now and pushing against his butt crevice. My hands were around his belly and I slowly undid the knot of his robe, pulling it wide open. My hands were now rubbing his chest and belly and moved down to reach for his dick. It was erect and pressing against the window. I gave it a squeeze, grabbed his balls with my other hand and slowly moved down to rub his thigh. We were silent all these time until I kissed his neck from behind and whispered in his ears, "Carl, I love you". Carl spoke after a long silence "I love you too! Don't leave me. Hold me like this for ever". I turned him around. Carl looked straight into my eyes. I could see the love in his eyes. After, what seemed for ages, we kissed. This time, it was for real. Our tongues probing inside each other, hands grabbing at each other's butts, we moved towards the bed. Carl pushed me into the bed. Within seconds he was lying on top of me, his body on top of mine, his cock pressing against mine. His lips were on mine, tongue probing inside my mouth. He asked me to lie quietly so that he can explore my body. Carl started kissing my neck and slowly moved downwards, nibbling my chest, pulling my chest hair lightly with his lips. He kissed all around my navel region, and I twitched with pain and pleasure as he bit my belly. Carl pushed his hands underneath my body to cup my butt. His face was buried in my pubes and was now millimetres away from the dick. All this activity was taking me to the verge of cumming. My hands were on his balding head, caressing it. Suddenly, he looked up at me with a smile on his face. He was enjoying it as much as I was. I couldn't believe that it was really happening. It was so hard to believe that the man of my dreams, my ex-father in law was going to give me a head-job. He eventually took my dick in his mouth and started licking my shaft and the rim of the cock-head. He sucked my cock like a professional. I stopped him from going any further since I was about to cum. I wanted our first time to last as long as possible. We kissed and cuddled for what seemed like ages until I asked him, if he wanted to do a 69 and he agreed. Our faces were in between each other's thighs, sniffing on each other's hairy balls and sucking on them. We engulfed each other's penises at the same time. It wasn't long before both of us came. Our palms dug into each other's ass cheeks as we came. Both of us swallowed all the cum and lied there spent for some time, before I got up and lay down beside Carl. Carl moved his lips forward and kissed me. Our tongues were inside each other, mixing both our cum. The mixture tasted so wonderful. It is so hard to explain the pleasure we both felt on our first sexual encounter.
We lied in each other's arms, my head resting on Carl's chest and my fingers probing through the chest hair. I was the first to break the silence.
Carl, when did you start loving me?
I really don't know. We came closer after Susan's death. I sort of started loving you even though I never thought of you in such a way, until one day...
What happened?
I was out in the balcony at your house and saw the light in your room. I saw you walking around naked in your room with an erection and I found myself sporting an erection. It was hard to explain, why? I seemed to like your hairy body. I kept on telling myself, it was wrong, he was my dear daughter's husband. For the next few days, I found myself jacking off fantasising about you. The night before I left, I watched you strip. It was pretty erotic and I ended up rushing to my room to jack off.
Carl, that show was planned! I wanted to seduce you! The next day, when I caught you sniffing my undies, I was so happy that I finally managed to do it. Your parting letter really upset me! It left me heart broken.
Joe, sorry about that. I was so embarrassed! Forgive me! I'm so happy now that you found me. I'm really not gay. I have never really thought of having sex with another man for a long long long time, probably not since I left college. What about you?
I wanted to tell him the same thing, but that would be a lie. I've always been bi. I was faithful to Susan, though! I did have a few flings now and then after you left me. I was introduced into this by an older man; my friend of dad's. Ever since, I've been attracted to hairy older men. I can promise you that, till now I haven't met anyone like you. You are the sexiest man alive. I loved you the moment I saw you. The first time I met you, you were coming out of the shower wearing a bath robe. Only after you left me, did I realise that how much I loved you. It was not just the sexual urge I felt for you, but to be just with you. I can live with you for ever even without sex. I love you that much.
I saw Carl's eyes lit up. He looked into my eyes for a few seconds and spoke. Joe, I have one confession to make. I love you and want to have sex with you. But, what we did today is probably the limit I can go. I mean, I cannot think of having anal sex right now. It may change after a while!
Carl's confession made me love him more. He was a virgin and can stay one, as long as he wishes to. Just the fact that he loves me is enough for me. I had to reassure him. Carl, I said, all I need is you. There is a whole range of other things, which we can do. Just promise me that we will be together forever.
Of course Joe, we would be together for life. That's what Susan wanted too. Probably not this way. If ever you get hots for some one and want to have sex, it is ok with me as long as you tell me. I don't think I'll ever feel that way for any one. If you get turned on by someone else, you can go ahead and have sex with that person as long as you practise safe sex.
Carl, that is the last thing on my mind right now. All I want is you. I'll never cheat you. If ever I get hots for someone, I'll let you know and maybe we can carry out a threesome.
Joe, we might..... Have you had many encounters with other men?
Yes. Quite a few, like I told you before. It all started with my dad's friend. Carl was a good listener and most of the stories turned him on and we ended up having great sex towards the end of each story.
It was Christmas Eve. I had been in the pool for more than an hour. The sound of a small splash made me turn my head. Carl was standing at the steps of the pool wearing his speedos, and he looked sooo sexy. He had two glasses of champagne in his hands. He passed one to me. We sat down on the steps, in knee deep water, my head leaning on Carl's chest. By the time I drank half the glass, something was shining in the bottom of the glass. It was a ring. I picked it up and turned my face to look at Carl. His face looked so nervous. He was stuttering "J-j-j-o-o-e, will you marr-rr-y me-e?
I leaned towards him, kissed on his lips and said, I will!
We got married (our own private ceremony) in New York, where we spent our honeymoon. Nobody here even knows that we are married or even gay and at least for the time being we choose to be this way. Carl made me his business partner and our company has grown ten folds and we are now bloody rich.
It was 8 a.m. now and we had to be at work by 8.30. No way we were going to make it. I had spent the entire morning dreaming about my wonderful past, the relationship with the man in my life, who was once my father-in-law. I picked up the phone from the side table and called our office. The secretary was on the line. "We are having this morning off. We'll be at work only by 12.30." That will give us another 3 hours at least in bed.
I turned around and rubbed his thigh. It was as hairy as before. I moved down kissing his chest and nipples. He had a few grey hairs on his chest. So did I. Carl haven't put on much weight since we met, probably got a bit rounder like me. I was down to his cock by now. It was hard. I sucked on his hairy balls and then started going up his shaft licking it. Soon, his entire cock was in his mouth and I was sucking on it like loli-pop. Carl pretended to be asleep and from years of experience, I know he isn't.
The End