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Tommy and Tanner, Chapter 25
Peter woke up with a jolt, his heart racing from a strange dream he'd been having. Lee spoke softly to calm him as he cuddled against Peter`s back.
"We'd better get some order about ourselves soon because Tark and the boys will be here at 10:00 and we need to pick up the truck from U-haul before they get here."
"I know, Babe, but it's so comfy in this warm bed with you." Peter observed. "I love being wrapped in your arms!"
"We can go to bed early tonight if we get all of your stuff moved by afternoon. Since Teri's left the bed in Tommy and Tanner's room for you to use, we have a place to sleep even if we don't get your stuff all arranged. There might not be as much room in that double bed, but I wouldn't complain."
"Yeah, we can spend time tomorrow afternoon playing house too. After you're done with your appointments, you'll be free for most of the time I'm off!"
"If Dr. Chandler hadn't been called out of town, I'd be free now. Oh well, the experience will be invaluable, and I can always use a little more cash."
"Like you need the money," Peter joked. "Your grandfather and Dorothy have left you pretty well fixed."
"Hmm... You think I'm rich. Are you after me for my money?" Lee kidded.
"Nope, I'm after this," Peter grinned as he ran his hand down Lee's abs to clasp his cock.
"That'll have to wait if you want breakfast,"
"That's a hard choice," Peter grumbled, as his stomach rumbled.
Both guys laughed that Peter's belly was making his decision for him.
The three men and two boys made quick work of filling the small truck with pieces of furniture and some of the boxes Peter had already packed. Tark advised them to make a couple of trips instead of overfilling the truck and risking doing damage to Peter's things.
By noon, they had everything out of the apartment and safely moved at least as far as the garage in the Torrance's old house. During the next few days, Peter and Lee could arrange things at a more leisurely pace.
Peter provided "take and bake" pizza for lunch. Since it was the height of swimming season, Tommy and Tanner were going through a lot of calories and could eat about anything they wanted, and they'd had practiced earlier in the day so full tummies wouldn't make them sluggish in the pool.
"Thanks much, until you're better paid," Peter said when they left for home.
"Hey this is paybacks for helping us last month," Tark smiled. "Besides, these boys need their exercise. They're only swimming once a day during break.
Don't forget that we expect you two on Christmas day. Bring your appetites because my in-laws have been here several days and Jeri has been cooking up a storm. If you don't eat some of it, I'll be on a diet until June trying to lose the pounds I pick up over the holidays!"
"We'll be there," Peter said. "Someday we'll have you all over here for a meal."
Peter and Lee kept unpacking and arranging after Tark and the boys left. Early in the afternoon, they had the master bedroom set up with Peter's queen sized bed freshly made with clean sheets. By the dinner hour, the living room was presentable and the kitchen in decent order. But instead of cooking, they brought home a rotisserie chicken and several salads from the supermarket deli. It would give them a good dinner with leftovers for the next evening so they could concentrate on more organizing instead of having to cook a meal.
When the dishes were in the dishwasher and the food in the fridge, they settled down in the living room with a glass of wine to celebrate.
"Here's to your new, TEMPORARY home," Lee toasted. "I don't want you to get too comfortable here lest you change your mind about moving in with me."
"I'll never get so comfortable anywhere that I'd trade it for being with you," Peter replied. "But I think we're doing the right thing about dating longer before we take the big step. Once we commit to each other, that's like forever as far as I'm concerned. I don't want you to have second thoughts."
"Nor I you," Lee smiled. "I firmly believe we're soul-mates, but I agree with you decision that we should try living together for short periods before we move in together permanently. Who knows, as perfect as I am, I might have an annoying habit that will bug you. You'll have to let me know if I do."
"Same here" Peter said. "I think we'd both be perfect if we weren't so humble, and I don't mind getting bugged or buggered!"
Peter's smart-ass remark led to the pair engaging in a bit of wrestling around on the floor like a couple of teenagers. Lee ended up on top, pinning Peter on his back. Instead of having a panic attack like he would have had in the past, Peter put his arms around Lee, holding him even closer to enjoy the weight of his body. He felt completely safe with the one he loved on top of him.
"Take me tonight," he whispered. "I want to feel you on me and in me. I want to submit to your every desire."
"Are you sure?" Lee asked with concern in his voice. "I don't want you to feel you have to do this to keep me because I'm gonna be here whether or not I ever make love that way."
"What part of `I wanna get laid' do you not understand?" Peter giggled. "I need to be bred!"
"Well, if you put it that way, I'm the guy who would love to breed you!"
They stripped each other naked on the way to the bathroom and after a quick shower, they headed for the bed. Lee spread out a large bath towel for Peter to lie on. Peter produced a tube of KY jelly from the drawer of the nightstand and Lee used it to loosen him up.
They agreed that a condom wasn't necessary since both had been tested several times and had always come up negative. They were glad that they hadn't been with anyone else for a long time so that they could feel safe.
After he'd managed to get three fingers into Peter's hot chute and move them around, Lee greased his rod and gently fed it in. Peter winced when his muscle ring was breached, but breathed deeply to adjust as Lee patiently waited in place. When Peter nodded his assent, Lee slowly pushed in another inch. Seeing the satisfied smile on Peter's face, he continued his advance until he could sense his pubes brushing Peter's balls.
Lee stopped to kiss Peter deeply. For several minutes, their tongues wrestled for dominance. Both moaned in lust. Lee backed his steely cock out to the tip and slowly pushed in again. He repeated the formula several times, eliciting gasps of pleasure from Peter each time his tool stimulated Peter's prostate.
"Fuck me hard and deep!" Peter begged. "I want you so bad. This is awesome!"
Lee had to obey his lover's command. He was amused that Peter had said he wanted to be dominated, but was now calling the shots. This guy was turning out to be a real power-bottom. He was acting like an animal in heat.
Before it was over, Lee was pounding like a jackhammer and Peter was rising off the mattress to meet his every thrust. Their noise level increased as they neared climax. Lee came first, filling Peter with a copious load. Although he felt spent, he remained hard and kept thrusting until Peter let out a sharp cry and filled the space between them with his seed. Lee was glad that he'd brought the towel because Peter's load had to be oozing down his sides.
They made out for a long time as they slowly came down from the mountain.
"Do you really have to go in to work tomorrow?" Peter said with a pouty look.
"You know I do."
"When you come home can we do this again?"
"Your wish is my command, Babe. Now let's clean up enough not to soil the sheets."
As Lee withdrew his semi-hard cock from Peter's chute, part of his load leaked down on the towel. Peter flexed his anal muscles, expelling more of it.
"My cup runneth over!" he joked. "I can't wait to do it again."
A few minutes later, after another shower, the pair spooned together and fell asleep. Despite his desire, Peter was too tired to beg for seconds.
Tommy nudged Tanner out of bed early in order to get him moving so they could go out to the garage to check on the furniture project that they'd been working on under Grandpa Floyd's supervision. Their other grandfather, James, had helped them refine their original design by emailing pictures of Mission style beds and making suggestions on the drawings they had sent him. If all went well, they'd be able to set it up in their room today.
They threw on their coats and covered the distance between the house and garage in record time to avoid getting too cold on the way. There under the light of a bank of florescent fixtures stood their new bed frame, its final coat of varnish now dry.
Their beautifully finished project looked like a period piece. It was fitted with a flat spring to hold a queen sized mattress. The spring was positioned high enough from the floor to allow a full sized trundle bed to slide underneath and be hidden completely by a bed skirt. When pulled out, it would provide a place for Andy or another guy or two to sleep over. It was both beautiful and functional!
"We should be able to put it together before bedtime tonight!" Tommy said excitedly. "Then we can have Andy over."
"Yup, it's going to be great not sleeping on just a mattress!" Tanner agreed. "I know it's going to really fill up the room when the trundle's pulled out, but it will be great to have for sleepovers."
The boys hurried back to the kitchen to eat a light breakfast before jumping on their bikes and heading for swim practice.
After practice, Andy rode with the boys to their house. As they had planned, Andy would sleep over to help inaugurate the new furniture. He had made sure the boys knew he didn't want to interfere with their personal rites of christening, and had originally turned them down. But they had assured him in return that they didn't have to have sex every night and that his presence in the next bed wouldn't necessarily inhibit them if they felt really horny.
After an early lunch, Andy helped them carry in the pieces of the bed and set them up. Everything fit together perfectly. Grandpa Floyd came in to oversee its assemblage, but didn't give any advice unless asked to because he could see that they were doing fine without his help.
The room smelled a bit of new varnish, so the boys opened a window and lit a stick of incense to help change the scent.
Tuck came by to check on the progress and had to put in his two-cent's worth.
"Wow, that's pretty cool for a couple of amateurs. I'm not talking about you, Grandpa. But, why does this place smell like a Turkish brothel?"
"Like you'd know about a brothel from anywhere, much less Turkey," Tommy teased.
"Well, at least I'm sophisticated enough to know the word." Tuck grinned.
"Yeah, and you used a proper term instead of saying whorehouse!" Tanner observed.
"I'm cleaning up my act and you guys are becoming potty-mouths." Tuck laughed.
"I can't believe my grand-babies are old enough to know all this stuff, much less talk about it," Floyd observed with a frown, before breaking into laughter. "I know you're not little boys anymore, but I don't think I'd heard some of those words at your ages. I didn't even know what the `f' word meant."
"I'll bet you weren't that sheltered," Tommy snickered. "Otherwise some of us wouldn't be here today."
The cross-generational bantering went or a few more minutes until Floyd went off to see if he could be of assistance to Jeri in the kitchen, but it continued among the kids. Tuck was trying out the trundle, bouncing his butt a little as if checking for squeaks.
"Hey bro, do you want to join us tonight?" Tommy asked.
"Uh, like what did you have in mind?" Tuck asked cautiously.
"We were thinking about an orgy and we need a fourth," Tanner said with a straight face.
"You could share that bed with me," Andy offered. "We could cuddle when we're done getting off."
"I'd kid with you guys and say I would, but I'm afraid you might hold me to it!" Tucker said. "I learned my lesson last time I joked with Andy!"
"We could teach you some other lessons," Tommy grinned.
"I'll take a rain-check on that!" Tuck assured them. "I'm afraid of what that might entail."
"Wow, little Bro, your vocabulary is improving by the day!" Tommy said jumping on his youngest sibling.
The brothers wrestled around awhile until Tanner and Andy pulled them apart with admonitions about not wrecking the new furniture. Both were grinning, proving their play hadn't turned into a real fight. A year ago, that might not have been the case between Tucker and Tommy.
Alone in his new digs, Peter worked steadily all morning so that he'd have more free time when Lee got home, well, to his home. They had known each other only about six months, but he was thinking more and more of home as being wherever Lee was.
Lee arrived in time for a late lunch, followed by a nap. They had intended just to cuddle in bed in their skivvies and relax a few minutes, but it turned into a 20 minute nap.
Upon awakening, Lee nibbled on Peter's left ear until the latter could no longer fake being asleep.
"You'd better stop before this gets serious," Peter said.
"Are YOU serious?" Lee asked.
"Hell no!" Peter giggled as he turned around and kissed Lee.
They made out for several minutes and the bulges in their underwear provided proof that they were thoroughly aroused.
"Let's shower and then finish that bottle of wine we opened last night," Lee suggested. "I'll need to be really relaxed for what I want to do."
"I'm intrigued," Peter grinned. "What exactly do you have in mind?"
"I want you to make an honest man out of me?"
"Huh? That usually implies marriage."
"Okay, I want that too, but right now I want you to take me like I took you last night."
"It might hurt since you're a virgin in that department."
"Yeah, I am and I want to offer my untouched ass because I love you. You're the one I want. I've been, um, doing some stretching exercises getting ready, so I think it won't hurt that much."
"Awesome! I hope I'll measure up to your expectations," Peter exclaimed as he pulled his briefs down revealing his expanding cock.
"Don't worry about `measuring up,' you're already bigger than I remembered!" Lee grinned, towing Peter toward the bathroom by his dick.
The men continued to make out as they showered, and both nearly came in the process. After they dried off, they poured two classes of Chardonnay and headed for their bed. This time, it was Peter who remembered to bring a towel to put under them.
They sat propped up in bed against pillows, taking a sip of wine now and again between passionate sessions of kissing, licking, and playful nipping. Peter eventually knelt down between Lee's legs and licked his way from ankles to `nads. Lee lay there moaning and enjoying the sensations which were becoming more intense as the minutes passed.
Peter pushed Lee's legs up toward his chest, exposing his virgin hole. It looked very inviting. Then he did something that he'd never done to anyone else. He ran his wet tongue across Lee's pucker. Lee gasped at this new sensation that was like none he'd ever experienced.
Finding that the act wasn't nasty like he'd feared, Peter repeated the process, pointing his tongue more so that he was able to force the very tip in a bit.
"Oh fuck yes!" Lee practically screamed. "Do it; do it!"
Peter did it many times before reaching for the lube and preparing Lee. Once he was satisfied that Lee was ready, he applied a generous coating to his throbbing tool and pushed into Lee's chute.
"Oh shit, that's bigger than I thought," Lee cried out.
Peter quickly backed off to let Lee relax before trying again.
"How `bout getting on your knees and letting me enter doggy style?" Peter asked. "That's what I did the first time. It might be easier. If that doesn't work, I'll lie on my back and you can lower yourself on my dick."
Lee got on his knees as Peter suggested. Peter put more lube on his fingers and played for a while to get Lee to relax. Finally, Lee said he was ready to try again. This time, Peter slipped in relatively easily. He still stopped about halfway for Lee to adjust. Then he began a slow, gentle rhythm.
"Oh!" Lee cried out.
"Sorry, Babe, I'll stop."
"NO! I'm gasping because you're doing amazing things to my prostate! Please don't stop!"
Peter took those words as a mandate to continue. He gradually increased the speed and length of his strokes until both men were panting and moaning.
Lee actually shot first because this was a completely new experience for him. The clenching of his rectal muscles sent Peter into the stratosphere shortly after. Peter pulled out squirting the last couple of shots on Lee's back.
Lee turned over on his back, bringing Peter down on him. They kissed and hugged as passionately as they had in foreplay.
"I never imagined it could be that good on the bottom," Lee enthused. "I'm still basically a top, but I hope you're into switching sometimes."
"I am. That's the first time I've done it too, I mean being the fucker instead of the `fuckee.' I think I still like receiving best, but that was great! I'll switch up whenever you want."
"Ah, versatility is a good thing to keep a relationship interesting," Lee stated. "Come here, soul-mate, I want make out with you again."
Author's notes:
Thanks to all who emailed this past week: Roger L, Rutabaga, Jim W, Bert H, Jim C, John McD, Bill T, Danny A, Tony W, Walt S, Bill K, Tom A, Douglas and Lawrence, JTR, Vann, Trish R, Paul R, Paul F, and Steve.