THE MALE'S HOUSE CHAPTER 4
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"THE MALE'S HOUSE" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
THE MALE'S HOUSE
by Andrej Koymasky © 2019
written on November 25, 1994
Translated by the Author
English text kindly revised by "williamjack"
CHAPTER 4
SEPARATE SHOWERS
The honeymoon is over. Once they're back at home, they settle into their new house. Fiore and Daniele are looking for the most diplomatic way to tell their wives that they've decided to shower together...
Elvira says one day: "Oh, by the way, Fiore, Lidia and I have decided that we're going to shower together, so that way we can wash each others backs..."
"Well, that's fine, what a good idea! You'll also save hot water that way!" Fiore says, seizing the moment, "I'll have to suggest the same to Daniele..."
"Oh yes, why don't you do that. You know, maybe we could dedicate the shower and the bathroom here for us and the one on their side for you two men. That way after you shave, we won't have to clean up after you..." Elvira says matter-of-factly, thinking it to be a practical idea.
Fiore silently rejoices -- how easy this has been! He immediately goes to tell Daniele.
His lover notes: "We could shower the same time that they do... so, even if... they won't hear us..."
"You're right... Once the door is closed between our apartments... Then it's settled, Love!"
"And too, we are obsessively clean people... we will have to shower often..."
"Working in the fields we'll get dirty, we will have to take a shower every evening, maybe even twice, don't you think?" They both laugh like two kids.
They are naked, in front of the vanity mirror, they are shaving and from time to time they look at each other and smile. Women spend centuries inside their bathroom. Usually men are faster, but not Fiore and Daniele. They rinse their faces and dry them, then complete by their ritual by rubbing in their after shave lotion. Looking in the mirror, Fiore proceeds to caress Daniele between his legs, and his member at once rises up like a flagpole. Fiore squats and crouches in front of his young lover, taking his member in his hands and licks it. Daniele spreads his legs a little and leans against the sink. He is enjoying this unexpected departure from the program. They will make love this evening, after working in the fields, under the shower, they will probably really be filthy. Fiore takes it all in his mouth, letting it slowly slip between his lips. Daniele runs his fingers through his hair affectionately.
In the other bathroom, Elvira and Lidia, wearing just their petticoats are combing each other's beautiful and long hair.
Lidia says: "I haven't told anyone else that I haven't had my period yet, it's late this month..."
"Really? How late..."
"Well, I expected it to happen a week ago..."
"Well, I'd still expect it tomorrow or the day after. But... are you happy?"
"Sure I am."
"Have you said anything to him about this?"
"Not yet. I want to be sure, before telling him."
"Do you know that the pharmacy sells a test to check it? Why not try it?"
"That's a good idea. Oh, have you heard, Daniele's gotten the craze for hunting..."
"Really? Then I'll bet that Fiore will get it too. Anyway you know, it's okay, they need to learn how to relax someway. If they're successful, at least we will eat some good game."
It's evening now. The two couples come back in from the fields. All are tired but satisfied with what they've accomplished today. The two women retire to their bathroom and the two men to theirs. After stripping Fiore turns on the water, searches for the right temperature, then steps in. Daniele joins him and after rinsing off the grime, turns the water off. They then start to wash each other. It is wonderful lathering each others bare and muscled body, each lover feeling the others hands on his own body. They embrace and enjoy the contact of their slippery bodies, their powerful erections. They turn the water back on, wide open, it rinses off all the soap foam and massages their skin. They take the opportunity to French kiss.
"I love you Daniele."
"Say it again!"
"I love you!"
"Me too."
Their hands caress each other's butts and firm members, completely allowing the water to wash away the last traces of soap. Fiore sits between Daniele's legs and eagerly licks his beautiful testicles, his thighs, his butt cheeks, and then his hard rod. He licks it up and down, lightly nips it, taking it between his lips, engorges all of it until he feels its tip tickling his throat, then starts to bob his head back and forth, whirling his tongue on its burning tip. Daniele shudders, his legs tremble at the pleasure. When it becomes too strong, he slips out from his beloved's mouth, and makes him stand up, back into the shower spray.
After a long passionate kiss, it is Daniele's turn. He licks his tense belly, plays with his tongue tip on his navel, then lowers to lick his groin and feels the strong rod of his lover brushing against his cheek. He playfully ignores it and detours to suckle one of his beloved's balls, then the other, then he greedily licks the long rod. Fiore takes his head between his hands, aims his beautiful hard rod at his friend's lips that Daniele at once opens, and slips it down his throat. Daniele sucks it, with increasing pleasure for each, and with his hands he slips up to tease his man's nipples. Fiore trembles with pleasure, closes his eyes and thinks that he is really lucky to have such a lover.
Then, a sudden frenetic knocking at the bathroom door makes them part with hearts pounding.
Fiore, unnerved by the untimely interruption, shuts off the water and shouts: "Who's there, what do you want? "
He hears the excited voices of their wives saying something, they seem jubilant.
"I can't understand. Talk one at a time!" Fiore shouts.
Lidia's voice, strong and clear, says: "Daniele is going to be the father of a baby!"
"Is that any way to tell me?" Daniele shouts, but he is obviously pleased.
"We'll rinse off and join you." Fiore shouts.
"We'll be waiting for you in the kitchen." Elvira says.
The two men look at each other, Fiore smiles at Daniele: "Let's go, Daddy!"
They dry each other off, then dress. And they join their women.
"So now, what's this I hear?" Daniele asks merrily.
"I'm going to have a baby." Elvira says.
"What's this? Lidia isn't the one who's pregnant?" Daniele asks, slightly disappointed.
"She is too. We are both pregnant!" Elvira answers.
The two young men embrace their wives, then their sisters. Fiore brings out the best white muscatel for a toast.
"We really do everything together, you and me!" Fiore says cheerfully to Daniele.
Daniele nods in assent, smiling broadly. The four make a toast.
"What will we name them?"
"We still don't know if they will be girls, boys or one of each..."
"We can think about two boy's names and two girl's..."
"And we will christen them together..."
Their voices mix, overlapping in happy confusion.
The babies Dario and Felice celebrate their first birthday. Fiore and Daniele are taking their evening shower as usual.
While they soap each other, they caress each other. Daniele says: "But when they are older, we will have to have them bathe with us... isn't this a dirty deal?"
"No way! We'll wash them first, then when they're finished we'll send them out and we'll be free to wash ourselves... and do all the rest." Fiore says.
"Well, I don't know. We may need to find another solution."
"Anyway, up to now it couldn't have gone better. As for then, maybe we will find another solution, a new idea could present itself. But let's enjoy the present, for now."
Dario and Felice are now four years old, Alberto and Ivano are two years old, and their women are again contentedly pregnant. The two men are in their little room in town -- they've put the game they bought, to bring back home triumphantly, in the small fridge. They are on the king size bed, they've just made love.
"Do you know, Daniele? I was asking myself whether this time too, we'll have two boys..."
"I suspect so, it seems like we two are only able to sire boys."
"Tell me, what if by chance two of our boys fall in love with each other?"
"I would be happy. If they were a boy and a girl, being cousins, it would be a problem, but being two boys..."
"Yes... but I don't think that we will ever find out about it, if it does happen."
"Why not?"
"Let's suppose, for instance, that my dad and yours were lovers. We two wouldn't know anything about them as they know nothing about us. Our boys would have to manage by themselves as we managed... Hey, why are you laughing?"
"I was just thinking about your old man and mine -- I really can't even begin to imagine them making love together!"
"And probably our sons would laugh too, thinking the same about us. Careful, someday we too will become old men!"
"And we will continue making love when we are old men." Daniele says, sweetly smiling as they start to dress to return home.
FAMILY TRADITIONS
The house has been expanded, they've built a new wing so that now on the ground floor there is a garage for the agricultural machinery and above it bedrooms for the numerous offspring. Down at the village, they jokingly call it "the male's house", since each of the four children of Fiore and Elvira, that is Dario, Alberto, Nello and Igor, respectively ten, eight, five and one year old, and the four of Daniele and Lidia, that is Felice, Ivano, Oscar and Renzo, all sharing the same ages as their cousins, are all males.
Fiore and Daniele are sitting in the farmyard, looking with pride at their children who are playing all around the yard.
Lidia and Elvira are not far away, under the pergola's shadow, and are darning and chatting.
"No, I said to Daniele that I don't want to have any more child. Just one more, he says, just one more... No way, I said, we have enough now."
"How right you are, Lidia! Do you know that Fiore wanted three more children? I also told him no, it is not his burden to carry them for nine months, then to suffer going through childbirth! Even if the priest says it is a sin, I told Fiore that he either uses condoms, or we stop doing it entirely. Fiore says that he doesn't like using a condom, it makes him become soft. Anyway, one can also live without doing it, after all. And then, who knows why he wants three more? At least your man is more reasonable, he doesn't ask you for three children at a time..."
Daniele approaches Fiore and says to him: "Come with me and absolutely do not make the slightest noise."
"Where to? What's up?"
"You'll see..." his lover says with a little smile.
Fiore follows him. They are going towards the tool shed. When they get there, Daniele turns and makes a gesture to keep silent, putting his finger across his lips. Fiore is curious. Daniele points out something on the board wall of the hut. At first Fiore doesn't understand, but then he notices that in one board a knot has fallen out, leaving a hole about as thick as a finger. Daniele is pointing to it. Fiore bends down and looks through it... Inside the shed are Dario and Felice. Standing alongside each other with their shorts open, they are mutually masturbating. Fiore looks carefully, holding his breath. He turns to look at Daniele who smiles at him and again gives him the sign to keep silent. Fiore looks again. After a while the two kids cumm and sprout out and far a few drops. After recovering from their orgasms they look at each other with sly smiles and tidy themselves.
"I shot farther!" Dario says proudly.
"But I sprouted more than you!" Felice retorts.
Fiore withdraws and gives Daniele the sign to get out of there fast. The two men turn around the corner of the stable just a moment before the two kids come out, cautiously, from the hut.
"Did you see?" Daniele asks, with a pleased smile.
"Yeah... those two are like us." Fiore answers with some pride.
"No, it's not certain yet... they are just thirteen years old. It's just a game to them now. We can't say for sure. They could possibly still stop when they become interested in girls..."
"Well, we'll just have to wait and see... We will see which one of us is right..." Fiore stubbornly repeats.
"Does it still ache?" Felice asks Alberto.
"No, no... I like it... Go on, Felice!" the youngest encourages his cousin.
So Felice resumes moving his pelvis back and forth with evident pleasure, meanwhile he jerks off Alberto who lustfully tosses and rocks under him, caressing his cousin's strong chest.
"Go on, Felice... go on..." the boy whispers feeling his pleasure intensify.
"You like it, don't you, my little cousin?" the elder pants.
"Oh yes, very much! But then, you really will let me fuck you?"
"Sure thing, I'll keep my promise. You know that I really love you a lot, don't you?" Felice says enjoying the hot, welcoming, little ass of his cousin.
"If you love me... then... kiss me!" Alberto whispers, stretching his head and lips to met his cousin's.
They French kiss with sheer passion, while Felice continues to enthusiastically piston in Alberto's tight hole while they tease each others hard nipples.
When Dario at sixteen years old, got his girlfriend, he stopped his sex play with Felice at once. Felice was deeply disappointed. But not even a year later Alberto, while they were taking a shower together alone, made it clear that he would like to do it with him. Felice joyfully accepted his advances at once, and soon he felt that with Alberto it was not just a game like it had been with Dario. He understood that making love with his younger cousin was the best way to tell each other "I love you"! And so one day they mutually swore that they would never part from each other, nor that they would ever have sex with anybody else.
But Felice had to leave for his compulsory army service. Alberto cried bitterly -- that separation was such a heavy burden for him, even though Felice swore to him that he would remain faithful to him.
"Uncle... I have something to tell you..."
"Yes, Alberto?"
"I'd like to think that I can trust you, Uncle, but first you have to swear to me that you will never tell anyone, especially Mum and Dad."
"Sure, I swear. What's bothering you, Alberto?"
"Well, I... Now that Felice is in the Army... I feel so lonely, so sad... I miss him terribly!"
"More than your brother Dario?" Daniele asks, trying to understand the problem.
"Yes. You see... To me Felice is lots more than a brother, a lot more than just a friend..." the boy says, trying to find the right words.
Daniele believes that he is starting to understand, but tells himself he must not run too fast with his fantasy. "Well, you all grew up together... I can understand that..." he says, keeping his pace.
"Uncle, don't you understand? To me Felice is the most important person in this world, in my life, and now we have to be far apart for a year..." the boy insists, wringing his hands and slightly blushing.
Daniele looks at that seventeen year old maturing boy with affection: "Yes... I think that I understand, but... Tell me, do you mean that you are in love with each other?"
"Yes, Uncle! I love Felice and he loves me, and we've been making love for the last four years now." the boy blurts out in one breath, blushing and becoming red like embers, looking directly into his uncle's eyes.
Daniele sweetly smiles and nods. He motions for Alberto to sit at his side, puts his hand on the boy's arm and says: "Well, then, listen to me, my dearest Alberto, your Dad and I, when we were your age..." Daniele starts to tell their story, while thinking to himself how happy Fiore will be when he finds out the wonderful news...
THE END
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