To Folsum and Beyond, part 4 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is continuation of characters presented in Feelings of Security.
NOTE: This story includes references and descriptions to gay, male to male sex, if such matters offend you, please exit. Also, actions of a sexual nature occur in this story which are not a statement supporting unsafe sexual practices, this is a work of fiction and fantasy.
Tom met Red at a small restaurant on Market and the two young muscle pups settled in to enjoy dinner. Tom asked where Darrell and Ron were and Red replied he wanted to have some time to himself and really wanted to talk to Tom about them. His remark brought about a slightly confused, suspicious stare from Tom.
"Oh nothing sinister, I really like them, more than just like, if that is possible this quickly. I was just overwhelmed with the deep friendship you guys all have for each other. The sex was awesome, don't get that confused. You guys really seem to care about each other and have a deep emotional bond. I wish I had that here."
"Well, you only came out a year ago, sometimes it takes awhile to establish really strong friendships. But, I noticed after the whole group sex thing that you got very quiet. I even thought I saw you cry."
Red looked down at his plate and blushed. "I did. I was so overcome by the love and caring, not to mention the hot sex, that I couldn't help myself. Everyone looks at me, and my size, and figures I am a hardass but I am really an easy touch. I'm an only child. I don't have close family ties and my home life here, well, is not the best."
"Your parents giving you a rough time?"
"Oh, not my parents. They're terrific, P-flag members, the whole nine yards. They're gayer than I am. The guy I live with, well, sponsors my bodybuilding and me. I make a good living as a trainer and physical therapist, but I guess I just allowed myself to get too dependent on this guy and now I'm a bit scared."
"Does he abuse you?"
"Sometimes." Red was visibly trembling. "He's drugged me a couple of times and invited groups of men over to fuck me while I am stoned. There's a video out there that shows me taking on a whole gang. I don't remember any of it. He gets me roids and I really need to get off that stuff. I'm afraid he's going to do some really dangerous sex scene some night and drug me again."
"Can't you go somewhere?'
"Yeah, I hope to as soon as I get some more money saved. I don't have any really close friends and my parents live in Missouri, too far away."
"Maybe we need to ask Darrell and Ron to help you move now, I'm sure we could do it before we leave."
"Not in San Francisco, apartments are way out of my reach. I'm stuck until I can make a clear break, and besides...."
"Besides, what?"
"I really, really like those two men. I would be happy to have a relationship with either of them, and a threesome would be beyond my wildest dreams, but we just met and all."
"Have you said anything to them about this?"
"No. Please don't. I have been staying with them in their room as late as I can then I go back to the loft and get fucked by this guy and his friends all over again. I don't know if I should say something to them or not. I don't want to be really out of line."
"And there is the fact that we live half way across the country."
"If I thought I had a chance with them, I would move to Chicago."
"I think we need to go back to the house and talk it over with everyone. They seem to like you and maybe they have some good ideas."
Red looked totally scared to face the truth. He admitted he was equally scared to stay in the situation in which he now found himself. Tom paid for dinner and walked Red back to the guesthouse. They stopped at Darrell and Ron's room but no one answered the door. There was a note on Tom and Eric's door when they got downstairs. Tom read it and his face went pale.
"What's wrong?" Red took the note from Tom.
"They took Eric to the hospital. I knew he was sicker than he led on, damn." Tom ran down to the office where the owners were waiting for him. They explained that Eric had called them and was doubled over in pain. They took him to the hospital. Darrell and Ron were there with him. Ted and Vic were still out. Tom was looking like he was about to hyperventilate when Red stepped in to help.
"What hospital? And how long ago?" He knew the hospital and reassured Tom it was a good one. He hugged him and said that everything would be OK. He asked if Tom had the keys to the truck. They went back to the room to get them. Tom sat on the edge of the bed for a few moments and gathered his senses. He called home and got Dr. Pratt at the house. He had been working out with Kyle and Mark. He gave him the hospital number and asked him to call. Red drove Tom to the hospital. They arrived at the front desk and were told Eric was in emergency surgery. Tom and Red went up to the waiting room and found Darrell and Ron sitting there quietly. The two big men immediately consoled Tom and also told him Eric would be OK. They still weren't sure what was wrong and since they weren't family, the doctors were hesitant to tell them anything. Tom checked in with a staff nurse and was told to wait. He sat in a corner of the room with Red's arm around him. He thought about the night he was bashed and if the thoughts and emotions he was having were similar to Eric's. He hurt and couldn't do anything about it. Darrell and Ron went to grab a sandwich at a restaurant across the street. Red promised to come get them if anything changed.
About an hour later the doctor emerged from the operating room. He looked at the two young men and smiled. "One of you Tom Bell?" Tom got up and walked over. "Mr. Stout's doctor, a Tom Pratt, called me and told me you are his family, so we'll make sure you get to see him. His appendix was about to burst and we had to do some clean up. There is a chance of infection but we think we caught it early. We have to keep him under observation for a couple of days."
"How long will he be out?" Tom felt Red's hand on the small of his back.
"A couple of hours. If you want to stay, we have a room where you can be more comfortable." The doctor showed him to the room and told him to get some rest. The nurse will let him know how Eric is doing. Tom sat in the corner of the room and trembled. Red hugged him and sat down next to him. "He'll be OK, He's as strong as a horse."
"I know, but this reminded me just how much I love him and need him in my life." Tom looked up and saw tears rolling down Red's face. The two men hugged and held each other close. Darrell and Ron walked in and stopped short. They expected the worst since both young men were crying. Tom laughed and explained they were tears of love. He briefed them on Eric's situation and they breathed a sigh of relief and sat down. Red offered to go get sodas and left the room. Tom quickly explained Red's home life to the two black men and that maybe they needed to discuss these matters with Red. The two men sat quietly and looked at each other. Vic and Ted walked in dressed in uniform. Tom told the whole scenario again.
Red came back with drinks and handed them to the guys. Darrell and Ron stood up and faced Red. Each one put a hand on the short red head's shoulders. "How would you like to come back to live with is? It's not as beautiful a place as San Francisco, but we really like you and want you to be part of our little family."
Red looked up at the two muscular, black men towering over his pitbull body. He looked over at Tom sitting in the corner biting his lip. "I'd like that a lot, thank you." He threw his beefy 24-inch biceps and thick forearms around the two men and hugged them. Then he went over to Tom and pulled him to his feet to hug him.
"You aren't mad at me for telling them?"
"No, I really love all you guys. I can't tell you how happy I am." Vic and Ted stood and blinked. Tom told them the second part of the story
The men sat in the corner and talked about Eric's recovery and Red's new life. Three more hours past before a nurse came in and to tell them that Eric was awake and asking for Tom. She advised Tom to go by himself. Eric was very weak and even though they think he will be OK, an appendix as bad as his was, is nothing with which to fool. Tom followed the nurse to the room and quietly walked in to visit for 10 minutes. He looked at the huge muscle man in the bed with IV's and monitors and felt his heart hurting. He took Eric's hand and squeezed. Eric opened his eyes and squeezed Tom's hand back.
"Sorry, to spoil your first trip to San Francisco, pup." Tom leaned over Eric and kissed him on the forehead. Tears dropped onto Eric's face. "Hey don't drown me. I'll be OK."
"I know you will but who's going to fuck me tonight?"
"Oh good grief."
Tom spent time making arrangements to get Eric home comfortably. The activity kept him from worrying. The airlines would take care of everything at the airport. Ted and Vic were handling any transport, if needed, on the other end and Dr. Pratt would be at the house waiting. Eric sent Tom out of the room to workout with the gang and enjoy as much of San Francisco as he could. Tom hit the gym with Red who turned out to be an evil driver and had Tom pumping as hard as Eric ever did. The workouts helped keep Tom focused since Eric was not recovering as quickly as the doctor's had hoped. They began to worry that he would not be released in time to return home.
Darrell, Ron, Red and Tom began sneaking Red's belongings out of the loft when his roommate wasn't there. Ted and Vic, in uniform, pretended to be on guard in case anyone happened by. They made arrangements to ship things to Eric and Tom's to confuse any trail the guy may try to put in place. Ted and Vic asked their cop buddies to keep an eye on things and were ready to lend a hand if things got ugly. The second night Tom had no sooner returned to the guesthouse than Red was knocking on his door. The two men hugged and Tom asked what he was doing there without Darrell and Ron. He told them he had something to do that night and began to strip. Tom, once again, stood there looking confused. Red walked over and pulled him close.
"I want to thank you for what you did and I don't want you to be alone. I love Darrell and Ron. I truly think I do. But I also love you and Eric; you are like a brother to me. Brother's share right?"
"Well, my brother and I seem to share more than most."
"Good. Then pretend that I am your brother." Red kissed Tom lightly on the lips then traced Tom's goatee with his tongue. He pulled off Tom's T-shirt and resumed kissing his way down Tom's muscular torso. He started just under the left ear and down his neck to the mounds of chest muscle. As his mouth and tongue teased Tom's sensitive nipples, Red's hands undid his belt and zipper pushing the jeans down over the hard bubble butt. Tom held Red's mouth to his chest with one hand and twisted one of the man's nipples with the other. Red stopped sucking tit long enough to tell Tom he can do whatever he wanted to him, he was his slave for the night.
Red sucked both nips to full erection them outlined each ab on Tom's sculpted stomach. He ran his tongue back up the left lat to the under arm and licked the smooth armpit, repeating the same sensuous move on the other side. Tom's eyes were closed and head tilted back to enjoy the warmth of Red's hot mouth. Red lightly bit each hard nip and made Tom flex. He licked each arm until it was smooth and wet. He slid down the center of Tom's torso to the top of Tom's cock. He raised each of Tom's feet to remove his boots and pulled off the snug black jeans. As his hands squeezed the hard ass cheeks he ran his wet tongue down the definition of the quads. His hands came down to massage the hamstrings and calves as he worked his way down to Tom's feet. As each sock was removed, Red washed Tom's feet with his mouth. Tom was moaning and visibly shaking by this point. Red reversed the process as he came back up to nuzzle against the erection bouncing in front of his face.
He turned Tom around and buried his face in the deep asscrack. Tom bent over and spread his cheeks to give Red's tongue complete access. Red licked each cheek until they were dripping with spit then returned his focus to the puckered hole. His hand fondled Tom's low hanging balls and teased the now throbbing cock. Tom knew Red was doing something else but couldn't turn around to see. Red brought his hand up to Tom's butt and lubed the hole. Then he slowly turned around and swallowed Tom's shaft. Tom held Red's smooth shaved head as the man sucked the long shaft down his throat. Red hummed to send a vibration through the oozing rod. One finger, then two, three, four found their way into Tom's butt. Tom was feeling like he might cum any second when Red pulled back.
"Oh no, that load has a place to go." Red stood up and backed onto the bed raising his legs to show Tom's his lubed and ready hole.
Tom pushed the beefy man further up on the bed and placed his legs over his shoulders. Red guided Tom's rock hard tool to his lubed and sweaty hole and let out a long breath as Tom slid all the way in in one motion. Tom held the man in his huge arms and passionately kissed him. He felt Red's arms close around him as he raised his ass to get Tom's fucking motion stared. Slowly, sensuously Tom fucked his new friend. Their breathing became shallower and heavy as their kisses became more frantic. Tom bit Red on the neck and licked the man's thick neck to dripping. He fucked the hard ass for nearly an hour before shooting a load into the redhead's hot hole. Red clamped down and felt the hot cum filling him. He felt his own nuts raise in the sack and gush cum between the two hot bodies. Tom lay on top of the smaller man until Red whimpered about leg cramps.
The two young muscle pups lay on the bed kissing and fondling each other for another hour. Tom finally got up and got a warm wash cloth and towel and cleaned the cum from Red's deeply etched abs. He straddled the man's waist and massaged the huge mounds of pec muscle as he humped the big dick under his ass. He squatted over the writhing man and sat down on the fat prick. Slowly he fucked himself on Red's cock and twisted the big nipples. Red threw his head back and let out a long low growl as his load filled Tom's sweet butt. It was past midnight as the two men stared into each other's eyes and kissed. Tom pulled the blanket over them and snuggled in against Red. Red reached down and pulled Tom's cock between his legs. Tom nuzzled his face against the back of Red's neck.
"Thank you."
The two men awoke in the same position the next morning to bright California sunshine. They kissed and ran their hands over their muscled bodies. A knock at the door startled them.
"You guys ready for breakfast?" It was Darrell's voice. Tom had a moment of panic as he opened the door. The two big men came in and kissed both of their buddies. "We figured this was what Red was up to last night, we're willing to share him. Once in awhile. Besides, he had nowhere else to go since we cleaned out the last of his stuff yesterday. By the way, your roomy is pissed. Ted and Vic did a number on him last night, so I don't think he'll come looking for you. Now will you two please shower and put on some clothes already.
While Red showered, Tom called the hospital. Eric was still running a fever and weak. The doctor was not certain he would be fit to fly home on Saturday. Tom sat on the bed and sighed. Darrell and Ron assured him it would be OK, just be patient. Ted and Vic came in and joined the conversation. They advised Tom to call the airline and ask about changing their flight plans just in case. As Tom did that, they filled Red in on the whereabouts of the rest of his possessions. His clothes were in Darrell and Ron's room with his luggage. Everything else had been shipped back to Illinois. Red was dumbfounded that his life was about to change this much. He stayed with Tom as he showered and sent the other four men on to the restaurant to reserve a table.
It was obvious during breakfast, no matter how hard they tried to cheer up Tom, that he was a step away from crying. His deepest fear was that Eric's infection would become life threatening and take a turn for the worst. They all expressed the positive and tried to make Tom do likewise. Ted and Vic had to go off on some business and Darrell and Ron had some shopping they wanted to do. Red went to the hospital with Tom and sat in the room with him. The hospital staff realized these men were Eric's family and were more than supportive. Eric was stirring and Tom went to the bedside to talk with him.
"Oh, pup, you look as bad as I feel. I'll be OK, it's just taking longer than expected, that's all." Eric looked at Tom's blank face and squeezed his hand. Tom couldn't find the energy to speak. "Hey, buck up, you're in the will."
Tom smiled feebly and laughed in spite of his fear. The nurse came in to check on Eric and said his fever was down a point. Tom felt relief in that and pushed Eric to drink some waters and get up. Eric sat on the edge of the bed and hugged Tom. He winked at Red standing behind them and shook his hand. Tom slowly backed up and looked at the tent in the front of Eric's hospital gown.
"Well, we know one thing that has recovered." Tom reached down to stroke his favourite toy but Eric stopped him. "I don't care if it is a hospital. Sex is good for recovery."
"Where did you hear that?"
"Martha Stewart."
"Uh, guys." Red cleared his throat. "Why don't I stand guard while you, you know." He walked to the door and opened it a crack to watch the hallway. Tom got an evil look on his face. A few minutes later, Red closed the door and stood against it. His erection was obvious in his jeans. Tom wiped cum from his chin and smiled at Eric who was lying back across the bed breathing heavily. His big dick was still obviously aroused under the sheet.
"I don't think I can stand guard again through another session without dropping a load in my jeans. Don't push your luck Tom." He patted Tom on the butt and winked.
"Well, whip it out and I'll suck that one off, too." Tom groped Red's hard crotch and had Eric laughing in between twinges of pain.
"You two go fuck, I need a nap." Eric kissed Tom and Red and motioned them out of the door.
Red stood outside the door and smiled. "You heard the man. Let's go fuck."
"Good grief."
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