This story contains sexual behavior between consenting adult males. The characters are the creation of the author and are not real. In parts of the story, unprotected sexual contact sometimes happens, however, this author advises everyone to practice safe sex in real life, always!
After a night filled with great sex and love making, I hated to get up. "Oh, why isn't it Saturday?" I lamented. Jere rolled over and said we needed a shower badly. We both smelled of sex and had crusty dried cum all over our bodies. While Jere was in the shower, I stripped the bed and put on new linens. Then it was my turn to shower and shave.
Jere reminded me we had an appointment this evening with Tom, our decorator. With all the happenings, I had totally forgotten. I needed to call Charlene today to see what I could do for her. I was sure her sister was with her now and Steve's family would be in today, too. I was dreading a funeral. It was all too fresh for me and made me think of Dani.
Jere was making our morning smoothie and wheat toast. I looked over at him and smiled. He truly was a gift, but he hated to hear me say that. "I am not a gift, Adam." "I am just Jere, who loves you." "I know that, Jere, but I still feel blessed to have you in my life." "I will not lie to you, I still miss Dani, I will always love her, but it is you I am so passionately, hopelessly, madly in love with." "Now, that is a gift, live with it!" I smiled thinking of that conversation.
As we were leaving, I said to Jere, "You know we don't need 3 cars." "Do you want to keep the truck or would you rather have my car." "What would you do with Dani's car and my truck?" he asked. "I don't know, I probably would trade Dani's in for something different, maybe a hybrid SUV." "We could sell your truck, or if you want to, keep it." "Just something to think about." "I love my big red truck, but it is expensive to maintain, not economical at all." he said.
"Well, think about it." "My car is newer, low mileage and gets great gas mileage." Jere thought for a minute, then said, "People will wonder how an unemployed student can afford such a luxury car." "Fuck what people think." "If anyone asks, say you came into some money and bought it from me at a very reasonable price." "Or you can tell them the truth, you are my husband and what is mine is yours." I said. "Yeah, right, that is what I will tell them!"
"Get used to it, Jere, you are my husband in every sense of the word." "After you leave the practice, I am going to tell everyone about us." "I don't want to hide it any longer." I said. "Adam, I am proud to be your partner, your husband, but I want things to stay cool for a while, at least until I am almost through with med school." "I really don't want people all up in our business."
"Ok, if that is what you want." I said. Jere continued, "When I finally am a licensed MD and work for the practice, I don't want us to be known as the gay doctors, all 3 of us." "I want us to be respected for our skills, our compassion and not looked on as freaks." "I think Matt will concur." "It is a fine line we are walking, sad to say, but it is fact." I agreed.
Then I asked what about our sexual relationship with Matt and Kal. Jere said it was ok, but not a daily thing. "I don't want you falling in love with Matt, and don't deny it, you have strong feelings for him." I was about to respond, but he continued, "Last night, I could see the absolute passion you were having when you were fucking him, raw." "He was loving it, too."
"But, Jere, it was just that, fucking." I pleaded. "I admit I do have strong feelings for Matt, but I don't love him in the way I love you." "He knows that." "We have discussed it and that we have 2 very insecure men in our lives, who need constant reminders of our love and commitment." "Hell, I constantly have to be reminded that you love me, not just for sex, but truly love me." Jere looked surprised.
"Do you think I would ever cheat on you, give up the first normalcy I have ever had in my life?" "Adam, you should know me better than that." He was getting frustrated and stammering for words. I reached over, grabbed his hand and told him I understood and realized we both had the same insecurities. "These things will go away with time." I said. He squeezed my hand tightly.
The office was like a morgue, so quiet. I called everyone together and told them it was business as usual. To Steve's medical assistant and nurse, I told them not to worry about their jobs. I was going to put out a search for a PA to come in and fill the gaps, patients that Matt and I could not assume from Steve's clients.
The day went smoothly. I called Charlene to see what I could do for her. She said nothing, everything was going well. She and her sister were going to the funeral home to make arrangements which should be easy since Steve had specific details written down. Steve's brother and sister would be in later today. She thought the funeral would be Monday if that was ok with me.
"That is fine with me." I said. "Please call me if you need anything." She asked if I was up to doing an eulogy. "Charlene, I don't know if I can do that, too fresh after Dani's funeral." I suggested John Locke and she said she would call him. I asked her to let me handle that for her. I would get back to her.
Jere and I got home just in time to eat a quick supper before Tom came. He was sharply dressed, very form fitting pants that left nothing to the imagination and a tight dress shirt and tie. I invited him in to the den, where he could spread out all his stuff. I told him to relax, be comfortable, take off his tie, loosen his shirt, etc. Jere and I had on our traditional boxers and tee shirts, barefoot, normal home attire for us.
Tom took my suggestion. We took a tour of the house. He was impressed with the design and asked if my deceased wife had done it all. "Yes, she was quite talented, but her taste and mine are very different." I said. " I want a more contemporary style, but I don't want to get rid of everything." Tom said, "You have some lovely accessories that I may be able to incorporate into an eclectic, contemporary style." After the tour he sat down, made some quick notes and said it would take a few days to complete plans for our approval.
He had been in the house for almost 3 hours. I noticed he kept looking at Jere's crotch, mine too, for that matter. He started to pack his things up. I could see he was nervous about something. I asked if there was something wrong. "Well, I just am curious, are you 2 a couple?" Jere said, "Yes, we are, is that a problem?" "Oh no, I was just wondering.
"Why, do you want to have sex with one of us, or both,..what?' Jere asked. "No, that would be violating my ethical code and I could get fired." Tom said. "Oh, that's too bad." Jere said smirking. With that he stood up, took his tee shirt off and dropped his boxers, then turned all around to give Tom a view of his wonderful hairy body. I thought Tom was going to wet himself. "OMG!" "How big is that thing?' he asked.
"Oh, probably 5-6 inches flaccid, but I'm a grower." "It gets up to 9 inches when excited." He began to stroke his cock to full erection. Tom was about to pass out. I noticed he was licking his lips and a bulge growing in his trousers. "You want to touch it, I am sure Adam won't mind."
"No, I really have to go." he said. Tom was rushing to get out of the house, he moved so fast he was dropping things all over the place. Jere, still naked, bent over, picking up things and exposing his hairy ass and hole to Tom. "Thanks." Tom said. Jere came up to him, handed him his things, making sure his dick was right at Tom's face. I thought he was going to grab it and suck it.
He said he would call us in a few days and left. Jere and I were laughing our asses off. I said, "Jere, you are so bad." "That poor guy will probably never come back to the house again." "I think you scared him to death." Jere said, "I hope so." "I was tired of his stares and his swishy ways." "You were not, you loved it!" I laughed.
I told Jere to come over to me. I was sitting on the couch, pulled him closer and took him in my mouth. It amazes me how in such a short time, I have learned to deep throat him and take him in my ass without any trouble at all. "Come on, babe, let's get a shower and go to bed." All that teasing has made me horny as hell." Jere said. He picked me up and took me upstairs to our bedroom. God! I love this man.
4 years later, updates:
The days seem to go by quickly. It seems just yesterday, I was standing in a receiving line at Dani's wake. Then suddenly, I was trudging through the line at Steve's. I cannot tell you how relieved I am for 4 years with no major drama. Jere was accepted in the pre med program at the local university. With school, internship and residency, he would be facing 6-7 years ahead of him. 4 down, 3 to go!
Jere is brilliant and opted out of several required courses. I have never seen anyone with such zeal to succeed. Every day, he comes home, studies until I arrive home, prepares a great supper for us, spends quality time with me, then studies some more. His grades place him at the top of his class. I am so proud of him.
Matt and Kal are now living together. Kal's business is doing very well. Location is the key to his success, which is near a very upscale community. Many of his former clients from the club patronize his store and pay fortunes for equipment, clothing and shoes. He is so busy, he has had to hire instructors for the lessons his business offers. The only lessons he gives now are to Matt's daughters.
He tells me, Georgie and Suzy are naturals and one day soon will be kicking his ass. Matt arranged to have the girls every other weekend, which makes everyone extremely happy. Joanne is considering moving back to the city since her partner, Pat, travels a lot and always flies here, then drives home.
Matt, Kal, Jere and I get together a couple time a month for some hot sex. Kal and Jere are power bottoms, but occasionally fuck Matt and me. Kal's feet are still such a turn on for me. Everytime we are together for sex, I have to suck his toes and he in turn masturbates me with his soft, creamy feet. Jere and I started his daily foot regimen and get pedicures at least once a month. Our feet look and feel great, but there is just something about Kal's. Go figure.
I am so much in love with Jere. I remind him of it every day and he returns the love to me. There is no longer any jealous feeling about me fucking or sucking Matt. I admit, I love feeling my raw cock in Matt's ass and we always do it face up so we can see each other's faces, kiss and say how much we love each other. We no longer whisper, Kal and Jere are accepting of our strong affection for each other.
Our practice is doing well. We hired 2 PAs to help. Our business has increased 3 fold. The settlement with Charlene was financially painful for a while, but it was fair. She did not try to gouge us. I see her occasionally at the club. She has a new love interest and seems very happy. I had lunch with her after the settlement. It was nice seeing her sober and together again.
She told me about finding about Steve's fetish of getting ass fucked. I asked her how she found out and did she know who he was fooling around with. She said suspected he was having an affair and confronted him He denied it was another woman. Their relationship had deteriorated to the point, they no longer slept together. And she drank to cope with it.
He always kept his door locked, but as luck would have it, he forgot to lock it one day. She went into his room, found many gay anal magazines, several dildos and lube. It wasn't hard to figure out what he was in to. She confronted him about it and he admitted he loved to be fucked. She said she screamed at him that she would expose him if he didn't stop seeing his paramour.
She still to this day does not know it was Kal, but suspects he was going downtown to the clubs. She thought he was paying a male hustler to satisfy his needs. She asked me if I knew what was going on and I told her I did not. It was after she told me this that I told her about Jere and me. Her only question was if Steve and I had ever?. I quickly said no. I didn't know about Steve and until Jere came along, I had only been with Dani.
Before I left, I asked her to not say anything about Jere and me. I was sure lots of tongues are already wagging, since Jere and I are always together. She said she had heard no gossip, and would keep our secret. I told her I appreciated that and valued her friendship.
I am so proud of Matt. He has turned out to be a first rate physician and a damned nice guy. His girls love him and they love Kal as well. Our relationship, personal and professional, couldn't be better. We have strong feelings for each other , which grows stronger every day. I don't know exactly how to describe it, but he is second only to Jere.
Brian is now the head of cardiology at the hospital. I see him from time to time. His actions toward me are cordial, but at times suggestive. I think he would like to have a little fling on the side like we did in med school. Jere laughed once whenI told him about my suspicions and said we should invite him over for a fuck fest. I told him that was never going to happen. I can't always be the sexual mentor for all my bi friends and there are many, more than you would believe.
I am approaching my 60th birthday. I don't think I look my age, nor do I feel it. Jere keeps me young and active. I am probably healthier than I have ever been in my life. I eat properly, work out at least 3 times a week and then there is the sex. My God! I don't know where I find the strength, but I can usually outlast Jere, Matt or Kal. And I don't need the little blue pill. Most importantly, to me at least, I still have all my hair, just flecks of gray at the temples and in the pubes!
Matt and I are planning to expand the practice when Jere is through with his residency. We are looking into building an office near the area where Kal's business is. Kal's father owns most of the property around there and would float the loan for the property and building. Fadi and Paddy are very happy that Kal has settled down, doing so well with his business and is blissfully happy with Matt. They are overjoyed to have granddaughters, especially Fadi. She is teaching the girls to cook Lebanese food.
All in all, the next few years are looking very good for all of us.
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