Beyond the Blue

Beyond the Blue, Part 11 by lennoxbear@aol.com

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

Al smiled graciously as he approached the table and stopped to say hello. "Linda, Janet, how are you both this evening?" Both women looked at him somewhat nervously then at each other. Al stood with his feet planted shoulder width apart and crossed his arms. He smiled his big heart-melting grin. The crossed arms flexed the massive chest and the stance accentuated the beefy butt to the other side of the room.

"We're fine Al how are you? What brings you in here in the middle of the week?" Janet shook his hand and smiled pleasantly.

"Oh, I have a friend visiting from out of town and I don't live that far from here, and this is a good restaurant, so here we are. A group of us are having dinner, something different for the middle of the week. Add some fun to the work week, don't you think?"

"Yes, it's a nice change. Linda here was just sharing her news."

"Oh, good news, I hope." Al hit her with his biggest most charming grin. Despite his size and dark appearance he could be quite disarming and charming.

"I'm pregnant." The words seemed to catch in her throat and she inhaled a quick short breath.

"Well, Linda that's super. I'm sure Jim will be ecstatic. I'm sure I'll hear all about it tomorrow at work. I'll try to act surprised when he tells me." He caught the look in Janet's eyes and wondered what exactly he had interrupted. Since Linda didn't exactly seem to be overflowing with joy he played it cool and kept the fact that he knew to himself. "I'll let you two get back to your dinner, good seeing you and congratulations again."

"Thank you." Linda fought back tears as Al continued toward the men's room. He came out to find Janet waiting for him. She grabbed his forearm and squeezed.

"Don't tell Jim you saw us here. She hasn't told him yet." Except on the answering machine Al thought to himself. "She's a bit emotional right now."

"I would think that is to be expected. They've been trying to have children for a long time."

"Yes, they have, but things have changed since they first got married, so be cool with this Al. And don't mention to Bo you saw me here."

"OK, I can keep a secret. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to my friends." Al walked back across the restaurant and to the back room where his buddies were sitting. As he turned the corner, he looked back at the two women. Linda was sobbing and Janet was comforting her. They both looked around nervously which Al found a bit strange. Back at his table, Eric was entertaining the other guys with stories about his travels. Al flopped down in the booth next to Jim. He felt the man's hand find his and hold it tightly.

"You were gone awhile."

"Ran into a couple of people I knew, chatted a bit." Jim looked at Al's face.

"Should I be jealous?" Al laughed and shook his head.

"No, I don't think so." The dinner and the evening went by very quickly as the five men enjoyed the close camaraderie and a few drinks. By the time they were finished, Al figured the women were long gone and Jim would not have to run into his wife. Eric graciously picked up the check and they headed for the door. Art and Bill suggested drinks at the Garage but Eric passed. He needed to get back to his hotel and prep for a meeting tomorrow morning. He explained he wasn't much of a bar person and didn't feel up to throwing himself back into the fray since David's death. Jim and Al walked back to Al's apartment.

"You know you can't spend the night?" Al felt the mood change, as Jim got slightly depressed about going home.

"Yeah, Linda will be expecting me to tell me the news in person." They said goodbye on the sidewalk and Al watched Jim drive away. He felt disappointed and lonely. About an hour later he called Eric at his hotel.

Steve had stopped on the way home from the gym to talk with his brother. The athletically built man answered the door in T-shirt and spandex pants. "Heading out to run?"

"Not exactly, hiking is more like it." Steve watched as his younger brother pulled on socks and sneakers and leaned back on the sofa. The young man seemed to enjoy flaunting his sexuality in his older cop brother's face. He cupped the obvious cock in the shorts and made it apparent that he was not wearing underwear.

"Heading over to cruise the park aren't you? Like this morning. Do you spend all your time there?"

"Maybe. What's it to you?"

"They're patrolling the place at the request of some slimy politician and you might get arrested."

"So, that's my problem not yours."

"And what happens if I am the cop who has to make the arrest?"

"Then you get cheap thrills frisking me."

"That's not funny. It's my job that's on the line too. Look, I love you, you're my brother. I admit I don't understand all the gay stuff but it doesn't keep me from worrying about you."

"Thank you, but I am a big boy and I have to be responsible for myself."

"And that means taking a chance at getting arrested for being in the woods with another man, doing, you know."

"Sucking dick." Steve felt his face go red. "Are you worried that they'll fire you if I get picked up? Don't be, it's my choice to be there or go to a bar and meet someone. That has nothing to do with your job."

"I don't think it's that easy, and besides, what about your job? Do you want to risk that?"

"It's my life Steve, so butt out. I appreciate your concern but back off, you can't tell me what to do. Or are you worried that all the other big cops will pick on you for having a brother who likes to suck dick and get fucked up the ass? Quit trying to run my life. "

"I'm not, but don't you think that you might be taking too many chances." Steve stood as his brother walked toward the door. He turned as he was shown the way out.

"Thanks for your concern, it's none of your business." Steve controlled the anger he felt and left. He spent the time in his own apartment sulking in front of the TV. His brother was right that he was more worried about his own job than his brother actually being arrested. The anger he felt at himself for feeling that way only made the situation more difficult. He had promised his parents when they died that he would always take care of his younger brother. This didn't seem to be the way they meant.

He was flipping through the channels a couple of hours later when he caught the news teaser about men being arrested in the park. He let out a long sigh and slammed his fist on the table. A quick call to his brother's apartment only got the answering machine and he didn't dare call in and ask about the arrests. It took about 20 minutes for him to drive back to his brother's place. The windows appeared dark from the street and he didn't see his brother's car. He banged on the door not sure if he was angrier with his brother or himself or if he was going to have to face the music at work if his brother's arrest was being processed. The door opened and Steve flew in past his naked sibling.

"What the fuck is wrong with you banging on my door like that?"

"Well you're home and that's good, cause I heard on the news that they arrested a bunch of men in the park tonight and you didn't answer your phone and I was too pissed to call work, so I came over here, you're naked?" He stared at his brother standing against the now closed door and sporting a full erection.

"No shit asshole, I was afraid you would break down my door so I............."

"What's going on is there a problem?" Steve turned toward the bedroom door as a note of recognition hit his brain. His jaw dropped as his partner appeared in the doorway completely naked and wielding a rather prominent erection?

"Bo?" The door opened further as a third man looked out.

"Kenny? Oh holy shit." Steve missed the sofa.

Jim carefully pulled his truck into the tight garage and navigated around his wife's car to the kitchen door. It was not quite 10 PM and the house was quiet and dark. He threw his dirty work clothes into the laundry room and headed upstairs. Their bedroom door was locked but he could hear the TV playing.

"Linda? Are you OK? Can we talk?" The volume on the TV lowered and he heard her through the door say she didn't feel like talking right now.

"Well, when do you think you will feel like talking, I mean having a baby is rather important? We really sort of need to communicate."

"Where were you tonight?"

"I was out for dinner with Al and couple of his buddies. Can we please talk about this?" The door opened and his wife faced him in her most unflattering nightgown.

"Where did you eat?" Jim looked at her somewhat confusedly.

"Some restaurant over by his apartment, never been there before but the food was good, why?"

"Oh no reason. Did you tell Al that I was pregnant?" Jim tilted his head.

"No. Can we talk about this please?" She straightened up and looked at him with the look his mother always had when she suspected him of lying.

"No, I'm going to bed." With that, she closed the door and left Jim leaning with his head against the frame. He walked back across the hall and closed the door. Their little exchange had him confused and upset so he packed his gym bag for the next day, took his supplements and rummaged through his clothes for something to wear for work tomorrow. Since he had been banished to the other bedroom, he was slightly unorganized. The dinner, drinks and confrontation were finally getting the best of him and he stripped to his underwear to get ready for bed. He sat in front of the computer and turned on the system. The bedroom door opened and Linda stood in the doorway.

"I don't want this baby, but I'm going to have it, so you can keep it if you want." She closed the door walked back across the hall, closed and locked her door and turned the TV up loud. Jim sat and looked at the door. No sense trying to discuss this right now, it wouldn't do any good. He faced the computer monitor and held his hands above the keyboard. Click. He had an email message from Al.

"Hey buddy, thanks for doing dinner with us tonight. I know you were counting on an evening together alone but when Eric showed up, I couldn't say no. He's a really good guy and since he lost his lover, he's been a bit hard to figure out. He's a good man and I hope you like him. I think you guys could be good friends. Anyway, since we couldn't spend the night together I was feeling a bit lonely and depressed. Didn't want to call you cause I figured you would be busy discussing the baby thing with Linda. I hope everything is OK there.

So, I called Eric at his hotel and he offered a suggestion that we go to his place about two hours from here and spend the weekend. We can say it is training related, police training that is. We can be back in plenty of time Sunday for you to have time with Linda. This all sounds really selfish I know but I really want us to be together and test the waters more. He has a gym in his basement so we can work out there. Leave right after work on Friday. And he has a playroom I would like to show you. I hope you aren't pissed at me for suggesting this. We can talk tomorrow at work. Sleep tight. I know what I'll be dreaming about, u. AL"

It took Jim about two seconds to reply to AL's message. "You got it. See ya tomorrow."

Ron, the duty officer, stood behind the desk and watched the interesting collection of men the next morning. Al and Jim were busily chatting back and forth about something and Bo and Steve were silently slumped in the next two chairs. He rattled through roll call and read off the duty roster and agenda for the day leaving the four men till last. Bo and Steve had some paperwork they had to do before leaving. Ron handed them the forms and turned his attention to Jim and Al. He walked with them toward his office while they casually chatted.

"So what has you two boys all wound up?" He walked into his office and threw the clipboard on the cluttered desk.

"Jim's wife is pregnant." Al smiled broadly and threw Jim completely off balance.

"Jim, you dog, that's great." He grabbed Jim's hand and pumped his arm then threw his big stocky arms around him and hugged his neck in a wrestling hold. "About time you got that big dick to work properly." Jim just stammered as Ron walked back around the desk. He dropped into his chair and leaned back with his legs apart and his arms folded behind his head. Ron was a jarhead in the hottest sense. The man always sported a perfect high and tight and had the body of a man 20 years younger. He made no bones about being in shape and loved to show off his muscles. The broad chest and thick quads flexed as the man balance his chair back toward the wall. "Everything OK with your wife?" Jim looked at the big basket and lost his train of thought

"We have a lot of talking and planning to do, all the usual stuff. She's a bit emotional right now and more than a bit confusing."

"Well, women always are. But being a dad is great, you'll make a great papa." Jim looked at he dark man's green eyes and sensed the sincerity in his voice.

"Thanks, Ron." Ron brought his chair back forward and leaned on the desk. His uniform shirt strained to hold back the muscular body. Al tapped his foot against Jim's. "But tell me something boys, Al, close the door please." Al got up and closed the office door. Jim watched as Ron's eyes followed Al. Al came back and sat down. Ron sat with his hand at his mouth studying the two cops standing in front of him.

"You two are going to still see each other after the baby comes?"

"Yeah, of course, we'll still be friends." Al offered. "Just because Jim has a kid, doesn't mean we can't still be buddies."

Ron twisted his smile and tilted his head. "Yeah, but are you going to be able to sleep together?" Jim and Al both flinched at the brusque question. "I'm an ex-Marine guys, don't kid me. Ain't a Marine around who didn't suck dick or fuck ass. I ain't gay, but I know two people who obviously care a lot about each other when I see them. And you guys are more than just buds. I don't have a problem with it men, I think it's great but maybe not the brightest thing with a baby on the way."

"My wife is going to have the baby and then ask for a divorce, she explained it to me this morning, then turned and walked out the door to go to work. No discussion or talk. A single sentence."

"Wow, that's cold, what's up?" Jim shrugged.

"I think we fell out of love a long time before Al and I discovered we had feelings."

"Oh no, this beefy freak here has had the hots for you for a long time. I watched you guys day after day, I saw what was happening. Al was falling for you from the moment I paired you two."

"Wait a minute." Al laughed at Ron's remark. "You telling me, that you've known I was gay all this time? And never said anything? No way."

"Fuck way. I saw you five years ago coming out of that Garage Bar place when I was still doing some patrols. Saw you on several occasions. A few times with your tongue down some man's throat and damned near naked in the street."

"You never said anything?"

"None of my business as long as you didn't break the law. And you didn't. AH, except for the one time you were bare-assed in those chaps you wear." Al's face went white then red. Jim sat and stared with his mouth open. "Look guys, you have to get on patrol. You need to talk, I'm here but be careful, don't rush into anything you might regret. Now get those flabby asses outa here." Jim and Al looked at each other, turned to walk out the door and claim their patrol vehicle. It was 20 minutes before either one of them spoke.

"That fucker knows our whole story." Jim slouched in the car seat.

"Maybe not all of it but damned near."

"You think we can trust him?"

Al thought for several moments. "Yeah, otherwise, he would have hauled my ass over the coals the first time he saw me come out of the Garage."

"Why's that?"

"Cause, I'm almost always bare-assed in my chaps." Jim looked at Al who smiled slyly.

"Oh realllllllllllllllllly."

Steve sat in silence in the patrol car as Bo drove the patrol. He had hardly said a word since walking into the locker room that morning. He had literally passed out the previous night at his brother's apartment. Bo and Kenny waited until he came to, and then left. He wasn't too coherent when they left but his brother had convinced them it might not be good for them to be there when he regained his senses.

"You never going to talk to me again?" Bo glanced over at Steve slouching on the passenger side of the car.

"Look, I didn't know he was your brother and it's not like I did it to hurt you."

"I know you didn't, but, it's just that, well, I don't know, I'm all confused. And it does bother me that you were fucking around with my brother even though I know it shouldn't. Oh man."

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, he fucked me." Bo watched for a reaction but Steve's face went blank. He looked over at Bo in disbelief.

"My brother fucked you?"

"Yeah."

"My brother fucked your ass with his dick?"

"Yeah, he's pretty gifted."

"No, more information than I need. And besides, you're married."

"Big deal, that's not going anywhere."

"Sorry man."

"Don't be, it's my decision so to speak. I only recently came to grips with who I am and have to do something about it. And I don't want to be sneaking around behind everybody's backs. Hiding from everyone."

"Doing it in the bushes.'

"What?"

"Did my brother tell you why I came over there?"

"Oh yeah, the park patrol thing. If it makes you feel any better, we didn't meet in the park. We met at a bar when he walked in and Kenny knew him."

"My brother and Kenny? My brother's been fucking Kenny the mechanic?"

"Uh, no, in that case, Kenny was fucking him." Steve sighed deeply and slouched further into the seat.

"Does our being gay really bother you that much?"

"No. What bothers me is worrying about my brother too much and hoping he doesn't do something stupid or dangerous. He likes that risky business stuff. I'm really Ok with his being gay. Or you for that matter. Heaven knows I ain't getting any, someone should."

"Well, you know, you are sort of cute...."

"Don't even go there and don't be offended but as well built as you are, you don't do anything for me."

"No way, I've seen you looking at me in the gym."

"I'm standing over you spotting you, you asshole, while you bench. If anything, you're looking right at my dick."

"And may I add..."

"No."

"So what's bothering you?"

"I guess it's the whole business with AIDS, and hate crimes, and gay bashing and you know how crazy people are out there. You're a big, big cop who is trained to take care of himself, my brother isn't. I really love him and don't want anything to happen to him."

"So, have you just told him about it and not gotten into arguments about it?'

"No."

"Maybe you should."

"Yeah, s'pose so."

"And may I add again that when you are standing over me, spotting me, that it's...."

"No."

That night after work, Al told Bo about Eric's invitation to Jim and him for the weekend. Bo thought a moment and then poked Al in the hard pec.

"You know, to make this really seem like a "for real" training, maybe Kenny and I should join you."

"You and Kenny? The mechanic?"

"Yeah, I'll tell ya later. Do you think you can get us an invite too?"

"Probably. Kenny, the mechanic?"

"All right, already, get over it. See what you can do."

The rest of the workweek was busy and hectic for the crew of muscle bound cops. Their days passed quickly with one call after another. They hardly any time for grabbing lunch or coffee. The group dragged themselves through a couple of intense workouts working their bodies hard. Jim and Al only got to chat intimately on line at night as Jim retreated to his computer world and his wife widened the gap between them. She didn't give it a second thought when he said he had to go to training over the weekend. She just brushed it off and told him to have a good time. He felt let down that she didn't seem to care and was more upset that she refused to talk about the baby. Jim figured it best to give her some time and readdress the issue when he got back, maybe Monday. She would disappear into the bedroom and watch TV or talk on the second phone line. Jim tried not to let it depress him despite the fact he knew his marriage was over, he didn't want it to end with them being strangers who were unable to talk. Al tried his best to cheer him up during the day but try as Jim did; it was obvious he was hurt by the turn of events with his wife.

A rash of mechanical problems kept Bo and Kenny from playing around. Kenny was pulling double duty to keep the aging fleet of vehicles on the road. He was hitting the gym late in the evening to keep his body toned for Bo. He found he had to walk away from Bo when the big cop came to sign out his patrol car. Just being near him gave him an erection that he couldn't hide. Bo's home life was becoming equally quiet and he spent his free time playing with his kids as his wife also kept her distance. Al kept his promise and talked with Eric about including Bo and Kenny and had gotten an invitation for them. Bo was so sexually distracted that Steve began teasing him about it at the gym. He quit when he got an eyeful of Bo's hard cock in the showers. Steve seemed to be adjusting to the fact that he was among gay men, but didn't yet realize just how in the middle he was.

Friday afternoon, as the shift ended, the four men gathered at Al's apartment. Al hadn't explained everything to Jim. Jim was damn near flat on the floor when he realized what was going on with Bo and Kenny and that they were joining them for the weekend. Jim's big dick was ready and hard as he hugged the two beefy men. His jeans were pulling down in the front as it pushed for freedom. The muscle freaks were eager to get their weekend adventure started and babbled like kids getting ready for a big vacation. Al had to push Bo and Kenny out the door and toward Bo's truck. The two were in a lip lock from the moment they arrived.

Jim stood in front of Al's apartment building and felt this face drain of blood as Al tooled up on the Harley.

"We're going on this?"

"Yep, the open road and two muscle hunks clinging for life."

"That's what I'm afraid of." Jim watched Al strap his bag to the bike, then motion for him to get on. He handed Jim a helmet, threw his leg over the tank and gave Bo a thumb's up.

"Don't lose us on that thing." Bo quickly had to throw the big Dodge in gear and tear out as Al shot down the street with Jim screaming on the back. Two hours later they motored to a stop in Eric's driveway. Eric's own Harley was parked out front. Al and Jim shook the dust from their clothes and adjusted the big erections jutting out from their jeans. Al's jacket and shirt were open exposing the big furry chest that Jim had fine-tuned on the trip. Bo and Kenny jumped from the truck and hurriedly put their shirts back on. Al stood quietly smirking as Bo told him to shut up.

Eric met them at the front door in jeans and a snug pullover showing off the magnificent gym built body.

"Hey guys, welcome. I take it from the prominent baskets that the trip went well, ahem. I thought we would do dinner about eight. That'll give you time to unwind, cleanup and relax a bit. The hot tub is going if anyone wants to partake. Beer in the fridge, harder stuff in the dining room. Make yourselves at home." Bo and Kenny enthusiastically thanked the big man for being so gracious and opted to try the hot tub. They followed Eric upstairs to their guest room. Eric just pointed Al in the direction of the room where he had been privilege to stay before.

Jim followed Al's beefy butt and commented on the huge log and brick home. Al opened a door at the end of the hall and entered, crossing to toss his bag on a chair. The door closed. He heard Jim's bag hit the floor and Jim hit him.

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