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The story below is a work of fiction, set in the
format of reality. Any resemblance to real people is
entirely coincidental in nature. It is not meant to
accurately reflect upon persons in towns, cities, or
governmental areas, in which the story is staged. If a
sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships
offends you, then you should not read this story.
Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in
most state and countries, you are not allowed to read
this story by law. Check with your local laws
regarding such. Sexual safety matters. This is
fiction. Use protection in real life. Got condom?

"Nature Country 07 (M/M oral anal 'Squirts')
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee

%

Dad-Barry! Come quick!

Whats up?

Steve had been finishing up messing around in the jon,
doing important stuff, like brushing his hair to the
right, to see if it looked better, than the left, but
then realising the way he always wore it, combed to
the front, made him look the sexiest. Barry, halfway
clothed, from the bottom up, sat, peeling his sock
over his foot. Dropping the sock chore, he began
jogging along, behind Eric, following him into the
bungalow he shared with his natural son, Tom.

Dad, help! Tom called out.

Eric told him, We tried stopping it, but it just kept
coming out and out and out...

Stinks like hell, too, Barry picked up the awful
scent. We need a plunger!

Barry ran to the garage and returned. By that time
Steve had arrived, dressed in his bathrobe.

Whats that queer odor? Steve asked, wrinkling his
nose up.

Um, the toilet overflowed, Tom informed him. 

Eric reiterated, Yeah, thats it.

Wheres your father? Steve called to Tom.

He went to get a plunger.

By this time, Steve noticed water coming from the jon,
into their bedroom.

Both of you, get on your beds and dont get off!

But, dad...

He ran over to the computer and pulled the main plug
out of the wall. 

Well, there goes our game, Eric said to Tom.

The game? Thats the least of our worries, Eric!

When Barry arrived, Steve prompted, Dont touch
anything electrical.

I thought of that. I grabbed my sneakers. You better
get out of the water, Steve.

Steve ran back to their room, returning to the boys
bedroom, in his Nikes. Barry stood there next to the
jon doorway.

Mission impossible accomplished, Barry said.

What a mess, Steve said, picking up on the odor once
more. 

How did this happen, boys? 

I dunno, Tom said. We just flushed it and it
started going the wrong way.

Yeah, thats it. Happened exactly the way Tom said
it, Eric agreed.

Barry and Steve sensed something different.

Then what do you call this?

Barry held up a white, pencil shaped object, about a
half inch long, looking like it had been partially
burnt, but soggy.

Whats that? Eric tried to bluff.

You tell me, Barry replied.

Steve took it in his hand, looked it over and
observes, Looks like a joint.

Steve, give Bernice a call and tell her that Eric,
Tom and I will not be joining you and the boys for
dinner.

No?

Nope. And phone Mike Green at the police department.

You... youre having your own sons arrested for
smoking a joint? Tom says boldly.

Tom! Eric calls out.

They already know, Eric.

Bummer, Eric replies.

Steve says, Oh, this is far beyond bummer, young man.
You dont know...

Your fathers right. Cmon. Get dressed.

After Steve and Barry leave the room, the two wonder
if their own fathers are going to have them arrested!

%

Honey! Im hooooome! 

Is that you, Chad?

No, its Bad Sam!

Bad Sam? Whos that? Matty asked.

Believe me. You never want to get to know him!

Matty left it at that. Something else had been bugging
him all afternoon, since he let Max off at the
Clark-Barr residence.

How was work?

Chad thought Matty seemed a little reserved, not
bubbling over, asking stuff like, Did you get the
meat inventory done?, Which of the high school kids
called out?, Did you remember to tell Reggie that we
needed to double our order of fat-free yogurt?. He
was expecting to be checked up on. That was Mattys
way, which he didnt mind at all. In fact, on the way
home, Chad rattled off each question, answering each,
as preparation. For now, his quizzing was in vain.

Work was okay. Then Chad remembered, How was your
trip to the cemetary?

Why do you ask? Matty suddenly got jittery.

Silence prevailed for a solitary thirty seconds.
Mattys head first sunk to his chest, then his arms to
his sides.

Chad, I cheated on you.

One of the things that always ran across Chads mind,
when getting serious about Matty, was if this would
ever come up. Six months into their tight
relationship, he thought the same thing. The first
thoughts had been to call it quits. However, he had
fallen too deeply in love with Matty, to let something
like this come between them. If it went hidden for a
long time, Chad thought about being pissed, but Matty
bringing it out and feeling remorseful, made all the
difference in the world.

What happened?

I got my feelings all tied up in Max and him talking
about how he and Terry did this and that.

Started to feel sorry for him, eh?

Yeah. Even though they split up, Max really loved the
guy. Did you know that Max remained celibate the whole
time, right through til Terry passed on?

I hadnt thought about it, but that is a long time to
go without... you know.

I know, but thats the thing. I got to feeling sorry
for Max, then thats when it happened and worst part
is I made the excuse for myself that I was doing it in
Terrys memory.

Well, Im guessing here, but since Terry had been the
top position that you... um...

I fucked Max in the gardeners shed, at the
cemetary, Matty told, low keyed, head still bowed in
shame.

Thinking about it, didnt seem much of a big deal for
Chad. Like hes been over this already. If he had any
doubts to whether Matty still loved him, he would have
made a pissy-fit, but it didnt sway himself away from
his strong bonds of love.

I hope you at least had enough sense to wear a
condom! Is all Chad could think of saying, to recity
the matter.

If you want me to pack my bags and leave, I deserve
it, Chad.

If anything it would be the other way around. I mean,
its your house, Matty.

After what I did, you deserve to have everything I
own, except... me.

Seeing the despair Matty was in, hurt Chad deeply.
Much more deep than Maxs ass felt. He knew what
Mattys tool could be capable of. Rejoining his
partner, Chad brought him into a tight hug-lock. 

Im so, so sorry, Chad.

I know you are, but you know what, Matty?

Yeah, I know what youre gonna say.. if this happens
a second time...

Nothing surprised Matty more than Chad butting in,
saying, A second time... third.. Ill always forgive
you.

How can you say that, Chad?

Because I know youre a level-headed guy and love me
very much.

I do, but....

But sometimes in life theres those moments when we
get caught up in outselves or the grief of another...
one thing leads to the next and before you know it,
youve worked up this guilt complex over it.

Wow! How did you know? Thats exactly how I feel,
Chad.

Psychology 101.

You must be one of the ones that pays attention.

Yeah, I think Professor Hanson is kind of cute.

Is that the young, blond?

Chad stands, looking to the ceiling, rattling off his
stats, as he knows them, Five feet, eleven inches
tall, a hundred and sixty-five pounds, hairy chest,
brown when wet...

Wait! How do you know that kind of information?
Matty asks suspiciously.

He showers in the college gymnasium, after he jogs on
his lunch hour.

Lucky you. Um, how big is he?

I didnt have a ruler and wasnt close enough to see.
Although I wanted to be. See what trouble a hot man
could get me into to?

Like Max?

Were all tempted, but what you did today, Matty is
more than what Im talking about here. Sure, Id love
to do Professor Hanson, but Id much rather do you!

Thats the sweetest thing anybodys ever said to me,
Chad.

Really?

Matty knew it was half past make up time, that it was
behind them. He sensed it five minutes ago. Chad took
his reply serious, then smiled.

You had me going there for a minute, Matty.

So, what are we going to do about this, Chad?

Forget it. Im going to get out of these clothes,
take a shower...

Mind if I help, Preppy?

As they climbed the partially circular staircase, the
two knew their bonds had been solidified. Experiences
such as these make it that way.
 
%

Cmon Connor! You can do it! 

Sitting with his balls over Maurys chin, Jim cheered
on his lover, as he furiously pumped his cock in and
out of Maurys orifice.

Oooooooh...oooooooh OOOOOHHHHHHshiiiiiiiiit! Conner
called out, as his cum juice expelled in a rush.

Ease off, Connor, Jim forcefully pulled back on
Conners shoulder. I think hes choking.

On the cum or my cock?

Who knows!

As Connor pulled his semi-erect shaft out, his
leftovers spilled down Maurys chin, soiling his
goatee, mixing with the thick hair at the top of his
chest.

No, Im alright, Maury said, miraculously not
choking on the several ounces of ooze.

Seeing that Maury had been out of danger, Jim asks,
Good, then which of ours did you like the best?

Cock? Juice? throating? What are you getting at?

Shrugging his shoulders, Jim replies, Either, or!

Being that this is all new to me, Id say the taste
is what I remember most.

Connor interjects, Okay, then whos cum did you like
the most? Huh? Jims or mine?

Yeah, Maury. Connors or mine? Jim reiterated.

They both taste similar.

He wound up pleasing both of them.

However, if I have another taste of cum, it wouldnt
be too soon.

I told you he was a total top, Jim, Connor tells him
again, still sitting on Maurys belly.

Unknowingly, Connors hand is massaging his wet cum
between Maurys hairy pecs, as his deflated cock lies
still.

We can make that our little secret, okay guys?

Suddenly, a hand rips the privacy curtain to the side.


I hope Im not interrupting anything important?

A dreaded look crossed Jims and Conners face, as the
doctor on staff stood there. When Maury saw their
reaction he laughed, his chuckling belly stimulating
Conners bottom.

If I only had a camera! Maury continued the
onslaught of humor.

How are you doing, babe? 

Know each other I take it? Conner inquires.

Walking over to the head of the bed, the doctor bends
over, sealing his goatee over Maurys lips.

Ascending, Maury lets on, Boys, meet my good friend,
Dr. Hannon.

Hmm, the thirty-one year old professional comments,
seeing Conner straddling his thirty-four year old
friend. And all this time I took it you were man on
top, Maury.

I am.

Not from what I can see. Then, smiling an evil grin,
Dr. Hannon tells Conner, I hope you drilled him
good!

Conner replies, I had to stop because Maury was
choking. That count?

He didnt answer Conners reply. Instead, deviated to
a statement to serve his own purposes.

And to think I couldve worked your ass over real
good, Maury.

Holding his hand to his crotch, Dr. Hannon reinforced
his statement. However, his real attention had been
focused on the bare chest, affixed to the identity of
the blond guy, still parked on Maurys bod. He helped
himself to placing his hand on the side of Conners
bod, as if examing his ribs.

Solid.

Reaching for Dr. Hannons hand, he pried it from
Conners side.

Sorry, doc, but this specimens taken!

Maury laughed his ass off, telling Hannon, Youre
treading on sacred ground there, Peter.

He switched his attention from Conner to Jim, stating,
He your boy?

Boy, as in boyfriend, yes.

Maury informs Hannon, They dont play those games,
Peter.

Oh really? He reports back to Maury, rubbing a
fingerful of gooey substance in between thumb and
finger. Maybe theres a chance you and I can still
have some fun, huh Maury?

Mistakenly, Jim says, Sure you could. I mean, its
not only Conners loaded balls he made a meal of!

Thanks, pal, Maury tells Jim, keep talking Peter
here, into using me.

Oh, dont blame the kid there, Maury. Deep down
inside you I knew there had been a submissive bottom
waiting to break out and bloom. Time for some
cultivation, I think.

But...

Turning to walk out of the room Dr. Hannon says,
Examination concluded. I think you pass. Ill be in
touch!

Maury waited til the back of the white coat had left
the room

Thanks guys... thanks a lot.

Dont give us that line of crap, Maury!

Maury was taken aback, replying, What was that, Jim?

Conner shifted his left leg back and dismounted the
table. Maurys cock wasnt exactly limp.

Like Dr. Hannon said, the submissive bottom in you
is looking to bloom.

Thats nonsense! Maury refuted Jims idea.

Conner stuck his two cents in, Then why didnt you
dispute the facts when Dr. Hannon presented them?

What is this? The inquisition?

In a fit of realising the facts, Jims hand reached
out to Maurys pubes. 

We dont need the inquisition. This here, Jim holds
Maurys hard shaft up straight, is all the convincing
evidence any of us needs.

That shut Maury up quick. An idea strikes Conner.

Hey, maybe its fate.

Fate? Maury asks.

Sure. The guy youve been looking for all your life,
but never connected with, Maury.

Yeah sure. Im a top, remember? So is Pete.

Remember you tasted both of our balljuices, Maury?

Both of the teens laughed.

Thats different! Maury protested.

Maury, Jim got serious, as he straightened out his
tee shirt to feed his arms into, did you ever think
that maybe you could have the same pleasure, bottoming
for this Dr. Hannon, like you got from us?

No way, he still wasnt convinced, yet weak with his
reply.

You really did like sucking my cock, Conner stated. 

Mine too, Jim proceeded with the facts. One of the
best blow jobs I ever got, Maury, so dont tell me you
didnt enjoy sucking me off.

Me too, Conner lay the facts straight with his
lover.

Well, maybe.

Both boys, reassembled in their rightful clothing,
finishing up tucking their tee shirts into their
jeans.

Think about it.

Youre not leaving me, are you? Maury said, as if he
was never seeing them again.

Well be back later. Pizza time, Jim told him.

Conner joked, If you need anything, press the little
red button and Dr. Hannon will respond.

Yeah Maury. If Dr. Hannon got you stiff, who knows
what effect it had on him, Jim kids.

Bring me back some pizza!

As the two left, Maury had all the time in the world
to think. His free arm reached down to play with his
hard cock, as his mind fantasized about stripping Dr.
Hannon out of his hospital uniform. However, instead
of his thoughts going to the usual, himself as the top
master, he found himself stripped and on his knees in
front of the handsome doctor.

Fate, huh? Hogwash!

%

7 Continued.

© 2006  T. Chase McPhee 
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