A Year In The Life
Thanksgiving Pt. 4
By Bix Meister
This is a story featuring gay men, and gay sex, intended for Adults, not Minors. It is fiction, and as such is not based on any actual people or events. It is a fantasy intended purely as a catalyst for pleasure. No attempts have been made to portray safe sex, but the author encourages you to practice it.
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Charlie started to get dressed, but hesitated remembering Pete has seen him wearing the same shirt the night before. I offered him a new one I had bought, we were about the same size. He filled it out, and then some. His belly, which I considered sexy, strained the buttons. He hiked up his jeans, tucked in the shirttails, and did a spin for my benefit. "You look fine my friend, mighty fine in fact"
We walked the few blocks to Pete's, laden down with our contribution to the feast. We got to Pete's a few minutes early. Pete opened the door after we knocked, and Charlie gave an over rehearsed explanation of our lack of vehicles.
Inside we both realized what Pete had been up to the last few days. The table had been moved and was landscaped with candles and branches. A sideboard I never noticed had some dishes ready to go. There were candles on the fireplace mantle and even some on the windows above the kitchen cabinets. The food smelled delicious, I was expecting a feast, but this was beyond my expectations.
Charlie motioned that he had to piss. "You know the house" Pete said. "Up to the right". When Charlie left, Pete said "What's the true story Kyle, I saw him head your way after he left here last night and never saw him drive back."
"I consulted the man on some plumbing. He checked out my pipes, and discovered them to be in working condition."
"Charlie too?" he smiled as he shook his head. "Boy the last two weeks have been filled with surprises"
"Don't let him know you figured it out." "I told him his secret is safe with me." "However I hinted you might be supportive when he did want to share."
Charlie returned and Pete gave us our marching orders. I was to figure out how to set up the food on the side board, and Charlie was in charge of the bar. I emptied the boxes we brought, and placed them on the side board.. Pete pointed out an extra table cloth he picked up, so I layered the boxes with it I ran outside, snipped off some pine boughs and laid them on the tiers I had formed. I asked Pete the menu, made a plan in my head, and started to place dishes on the sideboard in a way that left room for the other's contributions.
When I finished Charlie and Pete stood by me to admire our handiwork. "Who said this place needed a woman's touch?" Pete asked. He threw an arm over our shoulders pulled us in and said "We men showed her how it's done." "Beside her blow job wasn't that great." With that Pete goosed Charlie and said "Your secret's safe with me buddy."
"You too?" Charlie asked.
"I told you Pete would be supportive Charlie" "More supportive than you know" I replied.
Soon the other guests arrived. Angelo brought in a pan of lasagna, I showed him the perfect place to set it. Brent and Gino arrived with a salad. I wasn't expecting that, but with quick rearrangement I found the right spot.
Brent started to look about the place. I could tell he was wide eyed about something and then he said "I have driven by this place before, always wanted to see the inside." Pete was busy so I gave the two of them a tour of the house. He pointed out details I hadn't noticed before. He explained that the architect had used resources native to the area. The tongue and groove red pine ceilings were from local trees. The simple birch plywood of the kitchen spoke to the trees that dotted the back yard and the hills beyond. A bluestone floor and fireplace were built from stone quarried locally. Gino noted that the Canadian shield, the largest rock in North America had it's southernmost point just a few miles up the hill.
If Brent was a kid in the candy store with the architecture. Gino saw his eye candy downstairs in the sauna. "Now you are talking my language" he said. "If we had this in our house, I would never spend another dime down at the diner." "Except of course to use my hubby to attract playmates for us."
"Diner?" I asked
"That is his name for the downtown sauna." "The place where we met and played with you." "Gino calls it the diner because it is an all-you-can-eat buffet." Brent explained.
We returned to the kitchen to finish the tour. "What do you think of my humble abode?" Pete asked
"It's a classic example of northern vernacular Mid Century modern architecture." "I wouldn't change a thing." "The vintage Eames Lounge chair in front of the bluestone fireplace could be a picture in any design magazine." "And the clerestory windows above the kitchen cabinets are a clear nod to Frank Lloyd Wright."
"Who knew my house was so high-faluten" Pete laughed. "It has always been home to me."
Pete did some final preparations, carved the turkey, and I placed it on it's perfect spot on the sideboard.
"Dinner is on`" Pete said. "Time to line up, age before beauty" he directed We formed a haphazard line filling our plates. There were no place cards, the table was small enough none were needed. Charlie opened a bottle of wine and went around filling glasses.
When he got to Gino, Gino covered his glass. "None for me, I'm a drunk" "Sober for twelve years, but still a drunk" "Don't let my problem stop you guys, I know my limitations" Charlie filled all of the other glasses except his own went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of sparkling grape juice, showed it to Gino, who nodded, while Charlie filled Gino's glass first, and then his own.
When Charlie finished Pete offered a toast. "To friends, old" he looked at Charlie and Gino, "And new" he looked at Angelo, Brent and I. "Never forget what truly matters, and who truly matters."
There were shouts of "Salute" Skoal" around the table as glasses clinked and we looked each other in the eye.
"Eat Up" Pete said
"Mangia" Angelo and Gino said in unison.
Soon we all were feasting on the tasty dishes before us. Gino asked Angelo about his lasagna. "It's an old family recipe that my aunt brought over from Italy" "She uses a béchamel instead of ricotta"
"Is Connie your aunt?" Brent and Gino asked together?
"You know her?" Angelo said. "Small world isn't it?"
"Very small, I`ve known her for years" Gino said. "I think I even baby sat for you one time years ago." "Hey Pete, I have a question for you, when you saluted old friends, you looked at me" "Do I know you from somewhere?"
"Years ago, buddy." "You might not remember it, but I do" I was at the downtown sauna with a lady friend." "We rented an upstairs private sauna and played" "As I was leaving I saw this guy with a football player build head downstairs" "I thought only sissies went there, of course I was intrigued" "Within a week I was down there again, went downstairs this time" "The same guy was there, we ended up in a room and I added some white to his black beard" "Just when did you let it go natural Gino? Pete asked
Brent answered "I was tired of having to pick up his dye for him at the store" "I forced the issue and he looks better and hotter now, more natural"
Charlie had been taking it in and finally spoke up. "Guys, I have been struggling with this for years, and today I find this big happy family." "It is like six degrees of dick separation." "It's great to meet you guys."
"I was sure you would have remembered the two of us from the sauna" Brent said.
"And me from Thompson Hill" Angelo added.
"Geeze Charlie, am I the only man in the room you haven't had sex with?" Pete said "What kind of slut are you?"
"I am not a slut, I am just sexually generous" Charlie said. "The whole table howled and we started to do the math. Angelo Pete and Brent claimed three partners. Charlie, and Gino admitted to four. I was the only one at the table to hook up with all of the other five men. "Well I guess we know who the real slut is" Charlie noted.
We each filled our plates with seconds, and for some, thirds. Charlie refilled our glasses with a new bottle of wine, and more sparkling juice for Gino and himself. The significance of that wasn't lost on Pete or I, I think Gino even figured it out.
"Let's adjourn to the parlor" Pete said putting on airs. "We're serving cocktails and aperitifs by the bluestone hearth. Shall we gentlemen?"
Brent sat on the Eames chair as I expected. The others found open spots on the sofa, ottoman and floor cushions. Charlie refreshed drinks, and offered other options. I chose a beer, along with Angelo. Pete had one more glass of wine and Brent cut himself off by asking for some of the juice "I've got the opening shift tomorrow. Not looking forward to getting up at 4 am to meet the shopping hoards"
Everyone but Angelo offered sympathy to Brent. "Every snow storm is like Black Friday to me" Angelo said "We just never know when it is going to happen, I am on call starting at 6 a.m. tomorrow, so I will be cutting myself off soon"
Pete went to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. I cut my pies and found the bowl of whipped cream. The atmosphere in the next room was warm, if a bit somber. I whispered to Pete "I think Charlie faced a few of his demons today."
"You noticed that too huh?" Pete replied "I have always thought he had a drinking problem, maybe he is realizing it himself."
"Let's liven this shin dig up" I said
We returned to the living room with pies and coffee "It's dessert time fellas. I baked the pies myself and everyone is a victim, I won't take no for an answer"
"And then afterwards we are all taking a sauna" Pete said. "I have two rules, we all sauna naked, and then cool down with a traditional jump into the snow. Everything else is up to you, but remember, we do have some scores to even up, I don't want my buddy Kyle here to be the only slut in our group"
Everyone scarfed down their pie, some taking two. I wasn't sure if was because the pie was good, I thought it was, or they were just eager to have some naked fun. The spirit was back in the room Charlie was happy to be in a room of like minded men where he could be open about his desire. He no longer needed to use his straight friends terms of pitcher or catcher but he wanted to get the lay of the land Charlie got up, clinked his mug with his fork to get everyone's attention and said "Okay men, Top, Bottom Or Both?"
"Mostly Top" Gino said
"Bottom, and talented bottom from what I've been told" Angelo added
"Both" I replied
"Me too on that" Charlie said.
"Total Top, `til last week" Pete admitted
"Middle" Brent added.
"Middle? That wasn't an option" Charlie admonished Brent, "What the fuck kind of answer is that?"
"I'm a deluxe model, two holes, no waiting. But I can also screw with the best of them. Sometimes I am taking a dick at both ends, others I am fucking a guy while another fucks me. The possibilities are endless as a middle. You and Kyle should know what a middle is. You've both experienced it with the two of us."
"I was probably drunk at the time, sorry to say." he admitted "Hey Pete, what's with your answer? "Total Top, until last week?" "What's the story there?"
"A gentleman doesn't fuck and tell does he Kyle?"
"Kyle, is there anyone here you haven't fucked?" Charlie asked. Gino timidly raised his hand.
"We'll have to work on that" I said. We all laughed as Gino mimed squirming on the sofa.
"Sauna Time" Pete called out. "One more rule, I don't care how or where you get naked, but you are responsible for your own clothes"
Charlie and Gino started stripping in the living room. Both were totally naked before heading downstairs. Angelo and Brent stripped in the rec.-room throwing their clothes on the sectional. I helped Pete hand out towels, we didn't want anyone's butt to get splinters. Pete pulled me aside before entering and said "You're in charge buddy, it's your turn to tend to the sauna" "You've learned from the best, now put it to good use."
By the time the two of us got in there, the other four were working up a healthy sweat. You could sense the love between Gino and Brent. They were the kind of couple who could play with others without the jealousy, their connection was that strong. Angelo and Charlie were on a lower bench. Charlie was a blast furnace of his own, and could handle the upper tier, but Angelo wasn't as acclimated to the heat. Pete joined Brent and Gino on the top tier while I administered to the sauna stove.
"Nice ass isn't it?" Pete whispered to the two. I overheard it in that tiny room and smiled, then clenched my cheeks.
"Guys, one more rule" Pete spoke up "No one can leave this room until we even the score" "So if you have fooled around with a guy before, time to mix it up"
"What about me?" I said, "I have a notch for each one of you on my belts, several for a few of you."
"With a slut like you, it's surprising that your belt can hold up your pants considering how many notches are in it." Pete laughed "Just join in where you fit"
Pete pulled Charlie to the top tier. "Charlie, I was going to ask if you were a pitcher or catcher today, but after seeing that beer can cock, I call top. Are you okay with that?" Charlie nodded so Pete said "Good, next pairing?"
Brent looked down at Angelo, one of the two men left on his list. He was always attracted to Italians, and Angelo's chunky ass was icing on the cake. The second pairing was set.
That left Gino. We had fooled around before, but as his raised hand proved, I had never fucked him.
"Okay, we are set, let the games begin" Pete said. He was a natural leader and we followed.
I was concentrating on my man, but saw some of the action out of the side of my eye. Gino and I started out kissing and fondling each other, he was talented at both Gino had the body of a linebacker, but his true sport was baseball as I later found out. While kissing him I held his baseball sized sack in my mitt, rolling his nuts around while his dick leaked I then slid my hand up towards his ass, letting one, and then two fingers slide in. I finger fucked him for a while, his sweat making it easier with each stroke.
I looked over and saw Pete and Charlie kissing. Years of friendship, and unspoken love were being expressed. Pete rubbed Charlie's belly, and ever the jokester he said "Whose baby are you carrying Charlie?" "Do we need a shot gun wedding?" Charlie's only response was to melt in Pete's arms. You could tell he had waited a long time for this.
Brent was already feasting on Angelo's ass, not that I blamed him" I remembered one time at the sauna when Gino Brent and I were there with the "World's Greatest Dad". I think that the two of them had topped him before I did, I saw him leave their room. I followed the WGD into another room where he laid. I went in for a lick and realized I was tasting someone else's load while I rimmed him. Angelo has a generous bubble butt, much like the WGD, so I knew that Brent was as turned on as I had been.
I sucked on Gino's dick while fingering his hole. I slipped three fingers in, and he said "Go for it buddy" He got on his hands and bent over the top tier. I stood between his meaty thighs and slipped my dick into his sweaty ass. Soon I noticed the other couples following my lead and there was the sound of sweaty flesh, slapping sweaty flesh. The furnace inside Gino's ass matched the heat of the sauna, and I was soon on the verge of cumming or passing out.. I came, and Gino shot his load onto the tier below him.
We went down to the lowest tier in an effort to cool down. Soon after Pete and Charlie followed suit and then we were joined by Brent and Angelo.
Pete said "By my math, the score is now Me Brent, Angelo and Gino with four, and Charlie has now joined Kyle as a total slut." Charlie got up and bowed, holding his belly as he did. "I don`t know about you guys, but even though I am used to the sauna, I am getting a bit over heated" Pete exclaimed. "I think we have to take Brent's example and figure out two threesomes with a middle so we can end this sauna in the snow bank, without anyone succumbing to heat exhaustion."
"Brent, you middle for me and Kyle" Pete said "That leaves Angelo to middle for Gino and Charlie" "I suggest we have the fun down here where the air is less hot"
Right away I knew how I wanted our coupling to go. I had just fucked his partner, I was still hard, so I wanted Brent to taste his husband's ass on my dick. "Mangia" I said, offering my dick, "Eat Up"
Brent swallowed me to the root, came back off and said "Tasty, I'd know that ass anywhere" He went back down on my dick while Pete lined his dick up with Brent's ass. I held Brent's head back a little because I knew what was coming next, Pete shoved slightly, and about a third of his cock was lodged in Brent's hole. Brent quickly became accustomed to Pete's girth and soon he was massaging me with his throat, and Pete with his sphincter. Brent was teaching a master's class on his Middle theory Pete's thrusts would move him forward where my dick would go down his gullet. I had the best seat in the house as I got to see a man I had grown to love, give another man pleasure. I felt that pleasure transmitted through Brent to me. We kept that up at a slow pace, taking heed of Pete's precautions.
I looked over at Gino, Charlie and Angelo. Somehow Charlie had switched things up by offering to be the Middle Gino was fucking Charlie, who was beer can deep in Angelo. I hoped the Public Work's snowplows had padded seats in case we had snow that night, because I knew Angelo's ass was going to be tender. Gino's dick wasn't as big, but I knew from experience he knew how to use it. While our pace was more languid, the three of them went at it like madmen.
I had cooled off relatively, and I could tell Pete had done the same. I nodded for him to go for it and he started slamming into Brent Pete's constant rubbing on Brent's prostate sent him over the edge. He came, clamped down on Pete's dick, which erupted, and caused a chain reaction. I pulled back, flooded Brent's mouth with my juice, and then fell backwards towards the cedar wall.
Gino and Charlie weren't far behind. Angelo had a hard time trying to keep from falling with the steamy locomotive of those two fuckers behind him. Charlie popped off first followed by Angelo and then Gino. They disentangled, and sprawled back onto the higher tier. We all found ourselves in a huddle of kissing and groping. The score had been settled, Each one of us was as slutty as the next.
"Snow Time buddies." Pete Growled, He ran out the patio door, leaving it open for the rest of us. We all quickly followed, ending up in a pile of muscle, fur and snow. We slowly made our way back inside where Pete started all of the showers in the shower room. We started off as a group but pairings developed. Brent and Gino bathed each other. It was obvious that they could find intimacy in the middle of a filled stadium. Angelo and Charlie embraced. Angelo cleaned Charlie's cock while Charlie paid attention to Angelo's ass.
I..., well I thanked the host perfectly. I kissed him gently, no tongue wrestling, and then with hips drawn together, he held me back about a foot, look deep into my eyes, and mouthed a thank you. It might have been the shower, but I could have sworn I saw a tear come from his eyes.
We slowly dressed, well the men who had to work tomorrow did. We all ended up in the living room where phone numbers and email addresses were traded. Gino pulled Charlie aside whispered something and then slipped him a card from his wallet. Brent and Gino left first with their salad bowl, followed by Angelo and his lasagna pan shortly after. Charlie, Pete and I kissed them all goodbye at the door, not paying attention to our nakedness.
Pete went to the fridge, grabbed a beer for him and I, and a pop for Charlie. I went to the kitchen, tidied up a bit and took care of the leftovers as much as I could. I saw Pete and Charlie on the couch. . I knew Charlie was safe in Pete's strong embrace.
Charlie soon zonked out, so Pete helped me finish with the leftovers. "We forgot to send them care packages" Pete said.
"I will send them emails tomorrow inviting them back to pick them up"
"You think of everything" Pete said "We can clean up the rest of this tomorrow. For now let's get ole sleepyhead up to bed. Do you think my bed is big enough for the three of us?"
"If it is, I call Middle" I replied
"Wrassle you for it" Pete grinned.