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WHEN LOVES COMES - PART 6
Kathy was sick as a dog from her pregnancy during the summer. She told me that she never had any morning sickness at all with the girls, but that this one was making up for it. She figured it had to be a boy.
As the summer weather moved in, I stayed naked most of the time when I was home. Many days I didn't wear anything the entire day except for when I went jogging. I spent the summer writing articles to help my promotion and tenure decision that would be coming up in another couple of years and working around in the yard.
Since the university pool was often closed during the summer, I jogged both in the morning and evening. I took out another temporary membership at the health club in order to keep up with the weights. I visited the health club three or four times a week in the late afternoon or early evening instead of jogging.
Because of Kathy's pregnancy we didn't use the hot tub much that summer. When she was feeling okay after the girls were asleep, we would sit on the deck and carry on our conversations. Sometimes Kevin and I would get into the tub, but Kathy had heard that hot tubs weren't good for pregnant women so she never got into it.
On the nights that she wasn't feeling well, they would pack the girls in the car as soon as the dishes were cleaned up and go home.
The first Saturday in August, Kevin and Kathy and the girls were out at the house. Kathy and I were getting the food ready in the kitchen while the girls were "helping" Kevin grill the chicken out on the deck.
Kathy stopped what she was doing, looked at me, and said, "I have what might be a big favor to ask of you."
"Okay, what is it?"
"Well, first of all, I need to tell you that I know everything that happened the day you shaved Kevin."
My heart stopped. I'd had some guilt feelings over that incident all summer. Here it comes, I thought, this is the end of the friendship.
Seeing the look of terror on my face, she reached over and put her hand on my arm. "It's okay, Gary. Kevin and I are very open with one another.
We tell each other everything, and I'm not upset. In fact, I thought the idea of you two getting so worked up that you had to masturbate was kind of hot. It certainly didn't slow Kevin down that night."
"This pregnancy has been hard on both of us. I've been so sick that I just don't feel like having sex very often. Kevin's been real good about it, but I know he's taking care of things in the shower in the morning."
She put her hand back on my arm and said, "We both love you. You're our best friend. If I was ever going to be with anyone beside Kevin, it would be you, and Kevin has told me that he's wondered what it would be like with you."
I was stunned. I had no idea what to say.
Kathy continued, "We're going to take the girls back into town after dinner, but then, if it's okay with you, I want Kevin to come back out here."
"Are you sure about that?"
"I'm very sure," she smiled in reply. "Remember this pregnancy situation is partly your fault."
"Are you playing on my guilt feelings?"
"You bet I am."
"Well, as long as you put it that way, okay. You know nothing might happen."
"That's fine. And if something does happen, that's fine too. Kevin will tell me about it either way."
Just then the girls came running back inside to announce that the chicken was ready.
We all settled down for dinner. Heather and Allison chattered away, but the adults were unusually quiet. After dinner, we cleaned up the kitchen and dining room, and Kevin and Kathy left to take the girls back home.
"I'll be back in about an hour. Okay?" Kevin said as they were getting into the car.
I nodded my head in agreement and waved as they drove away.
All sorts of thoughts were running through my mind. What if this changes our friendship? What if Kathy changes her mind? Is Kevin really sure he wants to do this?
I was sitting out in one of the deck chairs with a glass of wine when Kevin returned. He brought a wine glass out from the house, poured a glass for himself, and sat down in the chair next to me.
"Kathy talked to you, right?"
"Yes, but we need to talk also, Kev. Are you sure about this?"
"Yeah...at least I think so. I played around with guys my age in junior high. You know, just circle jerk kinds of stuff. We never touched each other or anything."
"Is this going to affect your relationship with Kathy?
His answer was an emphatic, "NO!" He went on to explain, "Kathy's cool with this. She told me she thinks it's kind of hot, and she just doesn't have much interest in sex right now."
"Are you cool with this?" I asked.
"I...I'm not sure."
"Tell me."
"Well, I don't know." He sat back in his chair and looked out into the woods. "You know I'm not bothered by gay people. I love you like a brother, and maybe that's the problem. What happened when you shaved me was a lot of fun, but I was really afraid that it might change our friendship."
"That bothered me too," I said. "That and the guilt feelings about doing something behind Kathy's back."
"I wasn't worried about that," he smiled. "She and I tell each other everything. She told me that she would cut my nuts off if I ever slept with another woman, but the idea of you and me being together didn't bother her. In fact, she made me promise that I'd tell her what we do...if we do."
"Well," I said leaning forward in my chair, "all three of us need to be comfortable with what happens, otherwise it's not a good idea.."
"Yeah," he leaned forward, "so what's 'comfortable'?"
"I think that's more your call than mine. You're the one who needs to be able to say no."
Kevin reached out and took hold of my right hand. He leaned closer until is face was just inches away from mine. I closed my eyes, and I felt his lips brush against mine and retreat. I opened my eyes and looked at him. I put my other hand on the back of his neck and drew his head toward mine. This time when our mouths met I opened mine slightly. I felt his lips open in response. That was followed by a gentle probing of his tongue which I returned. We broke the kiss and leaned back in our chairs.
"I never kissed another guy before like that," he said.
"Well, what was your response?"
"It's not any different from kissing a woman," he smiled, "except that I can feel your beard."
I smiled in return, "I can go shave."
"No. It's okay. Just different."
He leaned forward again to kiss me, and this time he put his left hand on the back of my head and began playing with my hair as we kissed. This kiss was more open mouthed than before. Our tongues moved around and explored the other's mouth. As we broke the kiss this time, he took my lower lip in between his teeth and bit down gently as he pulled away. I didn't hurt, quite the opposite. I felt my dick begin to respond.
"Are we going to stay here," I asked, "or do you want to go back inside?"
"Inside," was his throaty reply as he stood up. It looked like there was the beginnings of a tent in the front of his jeans.
We took our wine glasses and the bottle into the bedroom. We set the bottle and glasses down on the bedside table and then looked at each other.
"Okay," he said and took a deep breath. He kicked off his shoes, pulled his shirt off over his head, and opened the top button of his button fly jeans.
I pulled my shirt off and moved over to him so that our chests were just barely touching. Kevin's hair had almost completely grown back in after our shaving episode in May, so I moved the palms of my hands lightly over the surface of his chest hair. He put his head back and closed his eyes as I continued moving my hands, barely touching him. He brought his arms up so that his hands were resting lightly on my shoulders and then began running his fingers up and down my upper arms.
We leaned toward one another and kissed while continuing our light caresses. He moved backward onto the bed, and I followed. Now I was lying on top of him with my body pressed against his. We continued kissing and he started moving his hands up and down my back, kneading the muscles and finally working his fingers just under the waist band of my jeans.
I moved off him onto my left side. I supported my head with my left arm while moving my right hand in lazy circles around his chest and nipples. He closed his eyes again, and his breathing became deeper. When his nipples were hard, I moved my hand down onto his flat, hair covered belly. I felt his muscles move involuntarily when my fingers reached the sensitive area between his navel and the open top of his jeans.
I moved my hand down and began to undo the second button of his fly. He raised his left hand slightly as if to stop me, but then he put it back down on the bed.
"Is this all right?" I whispered.
He moaned softly in reply, and I completed unbuttoning the second button exposing the top band of his white briefs. I ran my finger along the edge of his underwear and was rewarded with another intake of breath.
I moved down to the third button. He made no protesting move so I undid that button and moved to the fourth and final button. When that one was opened, I was able to move my finger along the edge of his ever enlarging prick. It was bent over to the left by the restricting band of his briefs. As my finger traced its outline in the briefs, it moved upwards. I lifted the elastic band of his briefs, and his hard dick moved to stand straight up. The head was about halfway out of the foreskin with a drop of precum glistening at the end of the head. I ran my finger up the shaft of his dick to the head and used my finger to spread the precum around the tip of his penis.
He moaned again and his hips moved slightly off the bed. I moved down on the bed and pulled on the legs of his jeans to remove them. Kevin lifted his hips to make it easier to get his pants past the curve of his ass and at the same time he pushed down on the waist band of his briefs. The result was that I pulled both his briefs and his jeans off at the same time.
He was now lying naked on my bed with his legs spread. I leaned forward and ran my tongue along the shaft of his nine inch cock. He moaned each time I ran my tongue along his length. Finally, I began running my tongue around the head of his penis which had now almost completely emerged from his foreskin. Kevin put his hands on the top of my head, and I took the entire head of his cock into my mouth.
"Oh, yeah! Oh, jeez! God, that feels so good!"
His comments spurred me on, and I started moving my mouth up and down on the shaft of his penis and then running my tongue around the head and into the foreskin. At the same time I started moving the fingers of my right hand around on his balls. The smell of him was intoxicating...slightly musty and sweaty.
I felt the skin on his scrotum become tighter. I figured he was getting close when he pulled me off his dick, sat up, and kissed me. I knew he could taste his dick and precum in my mouth.
"That's fantastic, but I don't want to cum yet. Let me do you for a while."
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yes. I've never had a blow job like that before. It feels so good that I want to see what it's like to give one."
He pushed me backwards on the bed. Between the two of us we managed to get my jeans and underwear pulled off my body leaving both of us completely naked. He knelt between my legs and grasped my hard eight inches with his hand.
As he moved his mouth closer he said, "What do I do?"
"Just do what you think would feel good on you, but watch the teeth."
I saw him smile slightly and then he tentatively put his tongue on the shaft of my dick. He licked the shaft for a few moments and then moved up to the head and engulfed it with his mouth. I could feel his tongue moving around on the head of my dick, exploring the taste and feel. I knew I was producing a lot of precum because the front of my underwear had been almost soaked when we'd pulled them off earlier.
He removed his mouth from around my dick and said, "Not bad. Slippery and salty. How am I doing?"
"You're doing great," I encouraged him.
He put his mouth back down around my prick and began to move slowly up and down. His hand began to play with my balls, and his other hand began moving around on my hip, stomach, and up to my pecs. It was obvious that this was his first time giving head, but he had a real talent for it. His teeth scrapped across my dick once and I winced.
"Sorry," he mumbled briefly taking his mouth off my cock.
He went back to working on it with his tongue and mouth. His fingers moved around my balls and brushed across my perineum near my asshole. He began to stroke my dick with his hand as he worked his mouth up and down on it. I knew I wouldn't last long like this so I pulled him off my dick.
We lay side by side, kissing and playing with each other for a while; then I moved down and took his dick in my mouth again. I used my hand to pull down on the shaft of his cock so that the foreskin was completely retracted from the head. Then I lowered my mouth onto his dick and began moving up and down running my tongue across the head of his dick every time. I gently played with his heavy ball sac with my other hand.
"Oh God, I'm coming," he moaned.
I put my mouth all the way down to his pubic hair just as he shot a heavy load into the back of my throat. I barely had time to swallow the first load before he shot another and then another into my waiting mouth.
I took my mouth off him, and he pulled me up and kissed me. His tongue entered my mouth, and I knew he could taste the remains of his cum. He flipped me over on my back and slowly moved his mouth down from my chin to my neck, chest, stomach, and then finally to my throbbing erection. He took it in his mouth and began to pump it with one hand while moving his mouth up and down at the same time.
I warned him that I was about to cum. He pulled his mouth off my dick just as I let go with my first shot. It hit him squarely in the face. Almost instantly, his mouth was around my dick again, and I shot the remains of my load into his mouth. He pulled off my dick, and wiped my cum off his face with the bed sheet.
He lay back down on the bed on his right side. I turned to lie on my left facing him.
"You didn't have to take it in your mouth," I said.
"I know, but you took me, and I wanted this to be an equal exchange. I don't want you to think I'm just using you as a wet mouth to get my rocks off."
"After those kisses, Kev, there's no way I could think that."
He reached over and drew me into an embrace.
We lay wrapped in each others arms for several minutes, and then he said that he needed to get home. I knew he was right so I didn't protest.
We got dressed and then I walked him to the door. He turned and gave me another hug and kiss.
"Thanks, Gary. Can I come back some time?"
"You bet, but Kathy has to know ahead of time."
He agreed to that condition, climbed into his car, and drove off.
The next morning Kathy called. She told me that Kevin had told her all about the previous night. She thanked me for helping both of them and reassured me that she was fine with the whole idea of Kevin and I having sex on occasion.
(To be continued)