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Twenty Years Later
Chapter 7
As the days grew shorter for Kenzie and Larry to arrive permanently in Syracuse, Arlen and Ari grew more and more excited. Mac grew more than a little apprehensive. Ari insisted that he have a last fling when Larry got here. That fling consisted of a sex session with Larry, Ari and himself. He hadn't exactly promised to go through with it, but he had never said he wouldn't.
Mac was alone with Arlen one evening, and he announced that he was moving in with Laurie and Dennis, before Kenzie and Larry arrived. "It won't be so crowded, and we won't get in each other's way," he announced.
"I certainly understand," Arlen said, "but I insist you wait until the weekend after they arrive. That way you'll have plenty of help moving. The important thing is that for whatever brief time it will be, I'll have my whole family together under one roof. Please, Mac, give me this gift."
Mac relented, and steeled himself for what he presumed would be an ordeal for him, but he began to rationalize. First of all, he loved Ari just as much as if he were a blood brother, so he wouldn't be doing it with a stranger, whose hygiene might be questionable. Secondly, his curiosity about what gay sex was all about, would be satisfied, and finally, he wanted the pleasure of telling Ari that straight sex was way better than gay sex.
On Wednesday evening, Larry and Kenzie pulled into Arlen's driveway, just as Kenzie had pulled in just a few months ago, albeit twenty years late. Arlen, Ari, and Mac ran out to help them with their luggage, but all they had were two tote bags. They had shipped everything else, and they made the trip in record time. They only spent one night on the road, and by driving alternately, they were able to just melt the miles away.
The travelers had called to say they were an hour away, when Ari and Arlen began to prepare a gourmet dinner as a welcome wagon gift. The five men were excited, and they all seemed to be talking at once, during dinner. As soon as the kitchen was cleaned up, Kenzie and Arlen excused themselves and went to their room. A few minutes later, Larry and Ari disappeared, and Mac found himself alone.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Tonight was not going to be the night. He was moving Saturday afternoon after his basketball game, so his brothers had only two more nights to make him pay up on his promise. He hoped that they were so much in love, and were so busy loving each other, that they would forget about him. It made sense to him, that because Ari and Larry were off from school, they would be too busy fucking to remember about engaging him in gay sex. Of course that was wishful thinking. His brothers had no intention of forgetting him.
Mac came home from work on Thursday evening, and headed right for the shower. He had no need to lock the door, and nobody ever did in this all-male household. After he got himself squeaky clean, he wrapped a towel around himself, and went to his room to dress for dinner. When he got there, he was surprised to find Larry and Ari sitting on his bed. They were naked. This was it.
"Where are our dads?" he mumbled.
"Making dinner."
Ari grabbed the towel that was wrapped around Mac, and exposed his brother to Larry, who had not seen him naked before.
"Nice," was all Larry could manage to mutter. "Now join us in bed, and lie on your back."
Mac knew that there was no going back, and was surprised to realize that he didn't care, and really wanted to go through with it. He decided to be compliant, and do whatever they wanted to do to him. He knew that they would never hurt him, and that their goal was to give him as much pleasure as possible. He sighed as he sprawled on the bed, and instinctively spread his legs.
Larry and Ari hunkered up to him on either side. Ari leaned over and started to kiss Mac. They had kissed before, but only furtive pecks on their cheeks or lips. This was different, Ari was kissing Mac, like Mac kissed Laurie. Strictly from memory, Mac began to kiss back. They kissed each other passionately, and suddenly Mac got even more passionate, when he realized that Larry was sucking his cock. They had promised him pleasure, and they were making good on that promise.
None of the women Mac had taken to bed, including Laurie, had ever gone down on him. He never pushed for it, or asked that it be done. He feared that if they did him, he would have to do them. Frankly the smell of pussy turned him off. After sex, he always thoroughly washed away the odor. He became aware that Larry and Ari smelled shower clean. They must have bathed before they came into his room.
He had no idea what Larry was doing to him, but he knew that he was going to cum very soon. He wanted to warn his brother, not realizing how much Larry loved to swallow cum, but he couldn't talk. He and Ari had not stopped kissing for a second. Larry was experienced enough to know that Mac was about to blow, and he stopped his sucking. When he stopped, Ari stopped kissing Mac.
Ari didn't ask Mac, he told him, that now it was time for him to fuck Larry or him. "Your choice," he informed his brother.
"No offense Larry, but I have loved Ari longer than I have loved you, so I choose Ari."
"No offense taken," Larry answered, "but I want to participate so I'll get you ready." There was a tube of lube on Mac's dresser that Larry and Ari had brought in with them. As worked up as he was, Mac had already lost his erection, because he was so frightened. Larry grabbed his cock, covered it with goo, and started stroking. Ari was at the edge of the bed with a pillow under his butt.
As Larry stroked, Mac remembered the pleasant times he and Ari had, when they whacked each other off in the shower, and he began to get hard again. When he did, Larry lined him up with Ari's love receptacle and told him to enter slowly. He was well greased and entered effortlessly. When he was in to the hilt, Ari constricted his ass to make himself as tight as possible.
"Don't move yet," Ari said. "Enjoy the feeling."
Mac had always considered himself a stud, but he had never fucked a woman through the back door. He always wondered how it would feel, and now he knew. Or did he? It was possible that a man could do it better. He could feel Ari pumping his ass muscles, and he wondered if a woman would know enough about anal sex to do that.
Ari's pumping movements were driving Mac crazy, and he needed to start stroking, but before he did, a new sensation over whelmed him. He couldn't figure it out at first, but finally, he realized that Larry was running his tongue up and down his crack, and trying to penetrate his hole with his tongue. For a nano-second, he thought it was revolting, but the waves of pleasure that were sweeping through him, erased all such negative thoughts. He began to stroke, and he could feel his rapture starting in his balls.
He was so lost in lust; he didn't realize that Larry's well-lubed cock was entering him. The pain he was feeling was offset by the orgasm growing in his loins. Larry penetrated Mac's sphincter, just as he reached his orgasmic peak. Never in his life, had Mac experienced so intense an orgasm. He lay limp on top of Ari, and was only mildly conscious that Larry was stroking harder and harder. He no longer felt any pain. Larry was rubbing against his prostate, and his pleasure was indescribable. He felt another orgasm coming on, and he knew that Larry was about to blow also.
When Larry's spunk shot high up Mac's bowels, Mac experienced a new sensation. He became elated knowing that he was the instrument through which Larry had experienced such extreme pleasure. He had never before felt happiness at giving someone else pleasure, not even Laurie. He had never even thought about it. He wondered if he didn't love his brothers more than he loved her. His father always said that love was giving pleasure to others.
The three brothers lay perfectly still for a while. At last Larry pulled out of Mac, and Mac pulled out of Ari. They lay abreast of each other, as they tried to catch their breaths. Ari was in the middle. After a minute or so passed, Ari said, "May I remind you gentlemen that I'm the only one who hasn't cum yet?"
Larry started to lean over to take Ari into him, but Mac shocked all of them, including himself, when he said, "Let me do it. This may be my only time, and I want to do it all. I love you guys so much."
"Yes, Mac," Ari whispered, "suck my cock. I love you also." Larry was not jealous. They were brothers, after all.
Mac bent over Ari, and tentatively stroked the underside of Ari's shaft. As he came up to the crown, his tongue ran across a good amount of pre-cum. He lapped up all of it, and started to suck in earnest. Larry watched carefully, and instructed Mac in good technique.
It didn't take Ari very long to realize that his orgasm was building. He decided not to say anything to Mac. He figured that Mac would know when he was about to blow, and it would be his decision to withdraw, or let Ari cum in his mouth. To Ari's extreme surprise and pleasure, he came in Mac's mouth, and Mac swallowed it.
"You swallowed my stuff," Ari said, still in shock.
"Hell, I've swallowed my own stuff often enough," Mac answered. He moved up to lie side by side with Ari, and they began to kiss again. Ari could taste his own semen.
They heard a voice yelling at them from downstairs. "Stop dawdling you guys. Dinner is almost ready."
"Larry and I need to shower again, and you should shower again also, Mac," Ari said. "After all, you had your cock up my ass." That may have been the truth, but Mac couldn't smell anything. He always smelled pussy on his cock after sex. The realization of the lack of any kind of odor astounded him.
"Do you think the three of us could squeeze into one shower?" Mac asked.
"We damn well better try in order to save time, before they send the posse after us," Larry laughed.
"It better be a quick shower, and Mac, my Bro, we won't have time to stroke each other to glory," Ari lamented.
"That's perfectly all right. I'm all done out."
In the shower, Ari held Mac tight to him. There was precious little room anyway. Larry saw what was happening, and he sandwiched Mac between him and Ari.
As Ari was washing Mac's cock, he dared ask, "So do you want to switch teams, Mac? It's not too late."
"Let's just say, I enjoy it both ways. I'm very versatile."
"That's not an answer," Larry said.
"Anytime you want to move back to your gay family, you'll always be welcome," Ari said, and he kissed Mac on his lips.
"Do you think we could do this again sometime?" Mac asked.
"We'll think about it," Larry said, giving Mac a dose of his own medicine.
When they came downstairs, Arlen asked, "What took you so long?"
Ari said, "Larry and I were having a go at it."
"That's TMI, and what's your excuse Mac?"
"I was watching them," he answered. "It was fascinating."
Everybody laughed, but Arlen knew that Mac had participated. He didn't even question it. He just knew, and he was filled with wonderment.
That night, Mac was lying in bed alone. His dads and his brothers were happily wrapped up in each other's arms, and he found himself envying them. Well, in a few short days, he'd be wrapped up in Laurie's arms. Thinking about that, didn't make him feel any better, nor any less lonely at the moment.
He thought back to his recent sexcapades with his brothers. It was supposed to prove that straight sex was better than gay sex, but now, he wasn't so sure. In fact, just thinking about it, he was beginning to erect. His cock was aching for more of the same.
He began to stroke himself, but stopped abruptly. He made a decision. He got out of bed, totally naked, and silently entered his brothers' room. The door was open, but he closed it. Mac couldn't tell if they were sleeping or not, but they were on their sides nesting together. Larry's cock was lying in Ari's crack. His free arm encircled his lover, and his palm was lightly caressing Ari's cock.
Mac was overcome. He suddenly realized that he wished that he was Larry. He wanted so much to be doing what his two brothers were doing. He climbed into the queen-sized bed. There was enough room for all them. He hunkered up against Larry, just like Larry was nesting against Ari. He would have played with Larry's cock, but it was pushed tightly against Ari's ass, and he couldn't reach it.
Out of the darkness, he heard Ari's voice. "So, Mac, you're switching teams after all."
"Not on your life," Mac answered. "I just didn't want to be alone tonight."
"Oh," Ari said, and pretended to go back to sleep. Larry was silent, and presumed to be sleeping. Mac's hot body was wrapped around him. Larry felt like he was being wrapped in a warm blanket, and he fell deeper asleep.
From the minute Mac came into the house, beaten and battered, Ari's gaydar told him that his brother was gay. Then when he heard his story, he became convinced of it. Mac had been a sexually abused child, abandoned by a homosexual father, and finally raped by gay thieves. All these traumas, had forced him to bury his true feelings and identity, and pretend to hate gays. He toiled hard at being a macho heterosexual, but it was barely working.
Ari set out on a course of seducing his brother, and bringing out his true leanings toward homosexuality. It was Mac, who had actually instigated mutual masturbation in the shower, further bolstering Ari's opinion that his brother was gay. He was convinced that Mac had enjoyed their encounter this evening, more than he was willing to admit. Ari had been successful in his seduction, but he wasn't yet sure if he was right about Mac's sexual orientation until he came into their room, and cuddled in bed with him and Larry.
Now all Ari had to do was to figure out how to prevent Mac from getting married, and making a mistake which could cause him unhappiness for the rest of his life. There was no doubt that Laurie was a great girl, a real keeper. She would make a great wife and mother, but in the end, marriage to a homosexual, would cause her great grief as well. Mac didn't have to look any further than his two divorced fathers to see how bad it could turn out. Ari hoped that when Mac moved in with Laurie, and had sex with her more often than weekends, he would realize where he stood on the Kinsey scale.
And when he was married, would he come to Ari and Larry for more of the same?
Only time would tell.
To be continued...