A Sendoff
I waited an hour-and-a-half until just about everyone was gone. The last to leave besides David and Larry, were Alex Scofield and Harrison Stiles. Scofield was happy to wait while Harrison slept, something he did quite peacefully until the call of nature roused him. He pushed into the dining room from the kitchen and wondered where the party had gone.
Scofield told Harrison that he’d been asleep for almost two hours. Harrison tried to apologize, but we all told him to keep his apology. We shook hands all around and saw the two men through the door and into the back of a taxi bound for Scofield’s home.
Left alone with David and Larry and Walt, David offered his hand to me like he was ready to take his leave. I didn’t accept it. Instead, I spoke to Larry. “Do you think you can make it back to the hotel on your own?” I asked. “Your Dad and I haven’t had any time to reminisce about the old days. I’d like to invite him upstairs to swap stories. We might stay up all night. You and him are going to be on trains for days, so he’ll have lots of time to catch up on his sleep.
“How about it, David?” I asked my old friend directly. “Would you come upstairs for a few drinks and some story time? I think Walt would like to hear someone else’s side of things, someone who isn’t me.”
David looked like he wasn’t sure what to say. Larry made the decision for him. He hugged his father and wished him a ‘good night.’ David objected that he didn’t want Larry to walk the city streets alone. David relented when Larry promised to telephone us the minute he got to the room.
Larry hugged his father again, shook Walt’s hand, and shook mine. He thanked me for saving him for the hundredth time and left. Walt checked on the clean-up efforts of Owen and the kitchen staff, then got David’s suit jacket from the cloakroom and led the way upstairs. I broached the subject of a threesome when we were all seated around the kitchen table.
“Walt thought it would be nice for the three of us to have sex together.” I said. “What do you think?”
David gawked at me, then at Walt, then at me, then he laughed. “Uh huh.” He said. “Very funny joke, Law.”
I tried to make my old friend believe me. “I told Walt about what we did together in your hotel room. He said he wasn’t angry. This is your last night here. Tomorrow, you go home and go back to being one of the straight-as-an-arrow crowd. Tonight, you’re in the apartment of a queer couple who call each other ‘husband.’ I’m asking if you’d like to be the old you for one night.
“It was Walt’s idea actually, so I guess he’s the one asking. Would you like to pretend it’s 1929 again? Would you like to pretend were back in the Kingdom of Keystone? Would you like to spend the night with us, not just talking about old times, but living them?”
The shocked expression returned to David’s face. He stared at me, then at Walt, then at me. I could see the exact second when he realized I was being sincere. He nodded like he was trying to nod his head from his shoulders. When he spoke, he sounded like his mouth was dry. “Yes.” He hissed. David cleared his throat and said it again. “Yes, Law. Yes, Walt. I would like that. I should tell you, there are things I don’t…things I haven’t ever…uh, done.”
Walt stood from his place at the table. He moved to David’s spot and crouched to look into David’s worried face. “You’re with friends. There’s no shame in not having experience. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but you should do everything you’ve ever wanted to. Law and I are both…” Walt paused and looked to me to fill in the word he didn’t have.
“Versatile.” I suggested.
Walt agreed. “We’re both versatile. If you want to receive, he and I are happy to be on top. If you want to be on top, we are both happy to receive.”
“Careful about what you’re offering, love.” I warned my husband. “He’s big.”
“Big?” Walt asked.
“And thick.” I announced.
“Really?” Walt asked. “What are we still doing in the kitchen, then?” Walt stood from his crouch and pulled David from his chair. “Come along, David. I want to meet your little, I mean your big and thick friend. It’s not fair that you introduced him to Law, but I haven’t met him yet.”
David allowed himself to be led and I followed behind. If I was a nimble man, I might have tried to jump and click my heels together in anticipatory glee for the fun and games I expected to follow. I didn’t because I didn’t want to risk hurting myself before the fun started.
* * * *
Walt and I sat next to each other on the foot of our bed. Between us was an open can of Mrs. Tucker’s vegetable shortening, our favorite lubricant. Walt and I were both naked and waiting for David to finish in the bathroom. When I asked David what he wanted, he hadn’t been sure, so Walt and I both cleaned out so we’d be ready for whatever we might get up to. David went last.
I started to show David what to do, but he stopped me. “Brandon taught me.” David announced. With that settled, I left him to clean out in private.
“Are you excited?” I asked Walt.
“I am…and nervous.” He admitted.
“Why?”
Walt shrugged his meaty shoulders. “I haven’t been with as many people as you. I don’t have the same confidence. I guess I worry about disappointing David…and you.”
I threw my arm around my husband’s powerful back and pulled him to me. “Try to have fun. Remember, there’s no judgement here. You’re the one who taught me that. Is this your first threesome?”
“It is.”
I leaned hard against my husband to add force to what I wanted to say. “I love you.” I said to Walt. “I love you completely and I know you love me. I don’t love David. Neither do you. Hold onto those facts and everything will be fine. We’ll have to take the lead with him, because he’s never done this before. As nervous as you are, I guarantee he’s ten times as nervous. If at any point you don’t want to do this, tell us to stop, and we’ll stop.”
Walt shook his head. “I asked for this. I’m going to go through with it. I don’t want to ruin your fun because of any silly jealousy I might feel.”
“Nothing you feel is silly.” I insisted. “Your feelings are much more important to me than one night of sex. If you feel jealous, we’ll stop, and I’ll tell David to leave.”
Walt leaned against me and rested his head on my shoulder. “I love you, Law.” He said.
“I love you, Walt.” I replied.
Walt lifted his head from my shoulder as some sounds from the bathroom warned us that David was about to emerge. The glass doorknob turned, and the white door opened inward. David stepped out dressed in a pair of black slacks and his leather suspenders. Walt drew a surprised breath and exhaled an “oh my” in response to David’s beauty.
David grinned bashfully and kicked at the carpeted floor. He put his hands in his pockets, then pulled them out like someone ordered him to. He straightened up to stand tall and strong before us.
Walt asked a question because he didn’t understand why David was dressed as he was. “Why?”
I explained. “This is how he looked when we met. The first time I saw David behind the bar at Madam Mitch’s, he was dressed just like that, except with different suspenders.”
“No wonder you were taken with him.” Walt said as he drank in David’s beauty with his eyes. “He tended bar dressed like that?”
“They all did.” I explained. “All the bartenders and game dealers, the waiters and the cigarette men, all of them were beautiful and shirtless. The whores would strut between them, naked as the day they were born. The customers were all dressed to the nines, elegant in crisp suits and polished shoes. The whole place was filled with men, queer men. They were all there for the same reason; all gathered to celebrate the desire we shared. Mitch’s Kingdom of Keystone was truly a magical place.”
“Sounds like it.” Walt said as he stood from the bed. He moved close to David. “May I touch you?” He asked.
David nodded without speaking. His eyes were wide and nervous. Walt put the flat of his hand in the center of David’s chest. He rubbed his palm in a small circle. “There’s more hair here than I thought.” Walt observed. “The blond disappears against your tan skin.”
David parroted Walt’s action. He put his hand on Walt’s chest and rubbed. “You’re so hairy!” He said as his fingers sank into the deep nest of Walt’s chest hair. “You’ve got a pelt like a black bear.”
I almost commented that, at fifty-one years old, Walt’s pelt was getting more and more like that of a polar bear, but I didn’t want to interrupt his and David’s exploration of each other. Walt took things a bit farther. His rough fingers found one of David’s small, light nipples. David’s breath hitched and his eyes fluttered as Walt pinched and teased the hard nub.
“Sensitive?” Walt asked.
David bit his lip and nodded.
“Good.” Walt replied to David’s nod.
Walt moved closer to David, until the two men were face to face with barely any space between them. Walt’s other hand found David’s other nipple. He teased both at the same time. David whimpered with erotic delight.
“May I kiss you?” Walt asked directly into David’s face.
“Yesssss.” David hissed as Walt’s grip on his nipples tightened.
Walt lifted his face to David’s. Their lips met and pressed together. Walt’s mouth opened and his thick tongue lapped David’s closed lips. David’s mouth opened and accepted Walt’s tongue. My husband and my friend kissed, open-mouthed and passionately. I watched as their tongues played back and forth, licking and tasting, each experiencing the salty flavor of the other.
As Walt kissed David, his hands started to roam. They left David’s nipples and rose to explore his shoulders. Walt’s hands found the smooth leather straps of David’s suspenders and followed them down to the waist of David’s slacks. Walt’s thick fingers made short work of the buttons which held the suspenders to David’s pants.
Walt broke the kiss as he separated the last button. He crouched and pushed David’s pants down at the same time. David’s hard cock bounced free of his pants and stood thick and throbbing in Walt’s face.
Walt stared at the engorged flesh. He tried to wrap his hand around the base of it but discovered his fingers wouldn’t meet his thumb. Walt squeezed David’s cock. Clear fluid oozed from David’s cockhead to become an elongated drip which threatened to fall on the carpet. Walt swiped his tongue over the bottom of David’s cock and hummed his appreciation for the flavor he found there.
“Mmmmmmm,” he said like he was enjoying dessert, “tastes good.” Walt tugged on David’s cock like he was trying to see how well it was attached to David’s body. He spoke to me as he did it. “You were right, Love. This thing is huge!”
From where I sat on the bed, I could see that several inches of cock stood proud of Walt’s fist. I agreed with my husband. “It is big. You think you can handle it?”
Walt shook his head without taking his eyes from the object of his fascination. “I don’t know. Do you think you can?” Walt asked.
“I think so.” I replied. “I already swallowed it.”
“All of it?” Walt asked.
“All of it.” I confirmed.
“Fuck.” Walt muttered. He looked up at David. “I’m going to suck you for a while. Let me know if you get close. I don’t want you to lose your load, not for a while.”
David nodded, and Walt went to work on David’s cock. I stood from the bed and followed my own hardness to David’s side. I kissed and licked the side of David’s strong throat and whispered in his ear. “How does my husband’s mouth feel?” I asked.
“So-o-o go-o-od.” David stammered through the pleasure.
I watched Walt suck David off. He was doing an enthusiastic job. Walt wasn’t good at deep throating, but he was a master at providing oral pleasure. Walt raised his eyes to check on David and noticed that I was watching him. He pulled back from David’s cock and grinned up at me. “He leaks like a faucet.” Walt remarked.
I bent down to put my face in Walt’s. “Let me taste.” I said and plunged my tongue into my husband’s mouth.
Walt and I kissed, open-mouthed and sloppy. I didn’t taste anything different in Walt’s mouth when I kissed him, but just the idea that he and I were sharing David’s juice made me feel dirty and nasty and randy as hell. I broke the kiss with Walt when my joints complained about my bent over position. I stood up and moved around behind David. Walt went back to work on David’s cock.
David’s ass was clenching and relaxing in response to Walt’s work around front. Each time David groaned in pleasure, his ass tightened. When it was relaxed, his ass looked like pair of Prosciutto hams, lean and hard and firm. When it was clenched, it was so tight, it barely resembled an ass at all. I waited until David’s ass was relaxed and slapped it.
David cried out in surprise that I’d walloped him. I cried out in surprise that slapping his ass had been like slapping an over-inflated car tire. The flesh was so firm, it hurt my hand.
I was used to my husband’s body. His ass was ample and meaty, like rare roast beef. Walt was stocky with much more padding than David. David was all hard muscle.
I changed my tactic. I pressed my front to David’s back and let my hard cock rest against his ass. My hardness got David’s attention. He turned his head to look back at me. “What are you going to do to me?” He asked.
I put a finger in front of his mouth and shushed him. “Don’t worry.” I said. “It will feel good, I promise.”
I pushed my finger into David’s mouth. He sucked on it and rolled his tongue over the tip like he had when he blew me in his hotel room. I took my finger from his mouth and used my other hand to push against his upper back. “Lean forward.” I commanded.
David bent at the waist, but I wanted more. I pushed on the small of his back until he arched it. The arch raised his ass and presented it to me like a gift. I planned to use my wet finger to tease David’s hole. What I saw when I knelt behind my friend changed my mind. David’s hole was as pink as a piece of chewing gum. My mouth watered at the sight. Without a second thought, I buried my face in David’s ass to feast on his hole.
I could tell that David had done an excellent job with his clean out. His hole tasted fresh. His ass smelled good too. It was clean, but there was a very male scent to the skin which turned me on. I pushed David’s ass open and rubbed my face around the sensitive skin near his hole. I scrubbed my chin against the pink starfish to let my prickly end-of-the-day beard tease his flesh. I lapped the flat of my tongue over it and spat on it, then licked it again.
David’s legs started to shake when I screwed the tip of my tongue into his hole. I paused my work just in time to hear David tell Walt that he was ‘close!’ Walt rocked back on his hips to sit on his heels. He gave David a moment to pull himself back from the edge of his climax. I patted David’s ass and offered a suggestion. “Go sit on the bed.” I said. “We’ll be there in a second.”
David lifted his long leg and rotated it over Walt’s head. He stepped from between us and flopped on the bed to catch his breath. Walt and I were left facing each other. My husband’s face was wet from all the spit which leaked from his mouth while he sucked David. Several drops streaked the fur of his chest and stomach. His cock was hard, and his foreskin filled with juice.
I lunged at Walt and kissed him greedily. He kissed me back like he wanted to suck me inside out. We were all over each other. Our hands touching and our greedy mouths licking, kissing, sucking. We split apart to breathe ragged breathes in each other’s faces.
“How’s his cock taste?” I asked.
“It’s great.” Walt admitted. “I can’t believe you swallowed it. It fills my mouth. The head is like velvet on my tongue.”
“His ass tastes good too.” I announced. “It’s pink.”
“Pink?” Walt asked. “It’s really pink?”
“Like Dubble Bubble chewing gum.” I explained. I called to David. “Show Walt your pink hole. Flip over and get on all fours.”
David did as he was told. He even reached back and pulled his ass open to give Walt a better view. Walt stared at David’s ass.
“You want it?” I asked.
“I want it!” Walt said.
David waved his ass back and forth like he was inviting Walt to partake. Walt hopped up from his knees and moved toward the bed. I cried out before he got there and made him come back. “Help.” I asked and held my hands up to my husband.
Walt laughed and pulled me to my feet. By the time I rubbed the pain out of my knees, Walt already had his face buried in David’s ass. He was licking David from the back of his balls, over his hole, and to the indent at the bottom of his spine. David let his shoulders rest on the bed and muttered incomprehensible pleasure into the sheets.
I left Walt to his feast and moved toward the top of the bed. While on my way, I stopped to press on David’s lower back. He responded to the pressure of my hand and flexed himself into a deep arch. The arch gave Walt better access to David’s hole. Walt’s efforts increased as did David’s moans.
I crawled across the bed and laid on my back with my face near David’s. I ran my fingers through his blond hair and asked a question which I hoped would reach whatever piece of his mind was still functioning through the intensity of one of Walt’s expert rim jobs. “Are you having fun?”
“GOD, yes!” David cried.
“What do you want next?” I asked.
“Want DICK inside!” David cried as a wave of intense pleasure crashed over him.
“Good.” I said as I ran my fingers through David’s hair again. “Walt will be very gentle.”
“No, you.” David groaned.
“Don’t worry.” I said. “Walt will go first, then me. We’ve got all night. We’re going to fuck you and you’re going to fuck us. We’ve got lots more to do.”
David tried to nod that he understood, but the motion was interrupted by a sharp intake of breath and a guttural, groaning exhale. “He’s INSIDE!” David blurted.
I guessed that Walt had forced his thick tongue past the tight ring of David’s hole. The feeling could be overwhelming, especially for someone who’d never experienced it before. David was very overwhelmed. His face was flushed and sweaty. His breathing came in sharp gasps. His hands clawed at the sheets. I rubbed his head and the back of his neck while I spoke gentle encouragement into his ear.
“Enjoy yourself, David. Sink into the pleasure. Don’t think about anything. Find whatever feels good and focus on that. We’re here to enjoy each other.”
I stayed with David to keep him grounded while Walt ate his ass and then while Walt fucked him. I didn’t know if Walt was the first to penetrate David’s ass, or just the first in a long time. Either way, I wanted to ‘look after’ David to make certain he enjoyed himself. Walt was very gentle. He used plenty of Mrs. Tucker’s shortening as lubricant and made sure that David experienced only pleasure and no pain.
When Walt was finished, I had David flip over on his back so we could make eye contact while I fucked him. Walt moved behind David and held him while I took my turn. David’s tight hole and his incredible responsiveness made it almost impossible for me to stop fucking him before I climaxed. I appreciated that David didn’t touch his cock the entire time we played in his ass. I liked that he focused on the pleasure of his hole, that not everything was about his dick.
I never liked when bottoms would stroke themselves all through sex. I felt it was insulting to the top. Like the top wasn’t providing enough pleasure, so the bottom had to add to it. David did exactly as I said, he focused on what was happening and enjoyed each act for the fun it had to offer.
After Walt and I took turns fucking David, we both knelt on the bed to offer our asses up for whatever David wanted to do to us. David rimmed us both, tentatively at first, then with gusto. What he lacked in skill, he made up for with enthusiasm. After he’d eaten, he greased his huge cock with shortening and lined up with my hole.
The burn was intense when David’s mushroom-head popped inside for the first time. I did my best to breathe through the pain, then I invited David deeper. When his hips finally came to rest against my ass, I felt like I’d been impaled. I was so stretched out and stuffed full, I wondered if I’d ever be able to close again.
I’d had cocks as big as David’s before, but not since Mitch’s place closed. I’d forgotten how incredible they could feel. When David started to move, to fuck me with longer and longer strokes, I had to push my face into the mattress to muffle my screams. Each time the head of his cock ran over my prostate, I thought my body would burst with delight.
By the time David pulled out as his climax neared, I’d been reduced to a quivering mass of gelatin. I rolled over on the bed to watch as he did the same thing to my husband. I loved watching Walt scream and writhe in rapture. I even gave David some tips on how to rotate his hips to hit Walt’s magic spot.
My coaching almost backfired because Walt was one of the few men I’d ever met who could climax just from being fucked. David wasn’t anywhere near close to his own climax when he had to pull out of my husband because Walt was close to his.
Walt flipped over and laid on his back to catch his breath. He shook his head and scrubbed his hands up and down his furry torso. “I have no words.” He said. “I feel like all my bones turned to mush.”
David remained on his feet. A self-satisfied grin stretched from ear to ear.
“Look at him.” I said to Walt and pointed at David. “Look how proud he is of himself.”
“He should be proud.” Walt replied with feeling. “He had that cock so far inside me, I thought he was going to turn my bellybutton inside-out.”
David laughed and looked down at his greasy, throbbing cock. He was still as hard as an iron bar and ready for more. Walt and I had both lost our erections while David was busy churning our insides into soup. I was confident I could get it up again when I needed to, and I knew Walt could, so I wasn’t worried about that. I was starting to feel a little worn out from the busy day and the exertion. I decided it was time to start thinking about the finale.
“Where do you want to finish?” I asked David.
“Good question.” Walt agreed. “This is your party, David. How would you like to end it?”
David answered us like a child asking for a cookie. “If it’s alright with you, Walt, I thought I’d like to finish with Law. I’d like to top him like he did me. Is that…is it OK? If you want, I can do the same for you when I’m done with Law.”
I was getting ready to assent to David’s request when his last statement struck me like the blow of a hammer. “Wait!” I cried. “You can go again? Really? You can fuck me, cum, then fuck Walt?”
“Yes.” David said.
“How long do you need in between?” I asked.
“I don’t.” David explained. “I usually stay hard until I cum twice.”
Walt and I were stunned. Once upon a time, I was able to fuck more than once in a session, but I always lost my erection after I came and had to get it back. I remembered one or two of the Knights of Keystone who could stay up, but they were very rare. I couldn’t believe that David was one of those lucky few. I poked Walt’s shoulder with a stiff index finger. “Love, can we keep him?” I asked like David was a lost puppy.
Walt ignored my question and gave his assent for what David wanted. “Go ahead and enjoy yourself with Law. I’ll wait my turn.”
A few moments later, David was inside me and I was on my back with my legs spread wide. “I’ve wanted this since the first night we met.” David said as he kept his eyes locked on mine while he fucked me. “I always thought I’d be the one on the bottom. It’s amazing that you’re letting me have you like this.”
As David fucked me again, he seemed much less passionate than before, but much more tender. I called David down to me. I told him to lean down and lay his body on top of mine. “Make love to me, David.” I urged my friend. “Fuck me like we’re lovers.”
David hesitated. He seemed worried. I sought permission from my husband. “Is it alright, Walt?” I asked.
Walt agreed. He remembered the premise of our session and used it to explain to David why he agreed. “We are in the past after-all.” Walt reasoned. “If things had been a little different back then, the two of you might have been lovers. Go ahead, David. I want you to.”
David didn’t need any more prompting. He laid his body on mine and gathered me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled us together. David kissed my mouth and my face. I kissed him back. He rocked his hips to fuck me with slow strokes while most of his cock stayed buried in my guts. He felt incredible, tasted great, and smelled even better.
“I love this, Law.” David breathed over my face. “I love it.”
I guessed that David wanted to tell me he loved me, but out of respect for Walt, he stopped himself from uttering those exact words. Instead, he proclaimed his love for the situation and the act we shared. “I’m finally getting what I dreamed about.” David proclaimed. “What I always wanted.”
I begged David to take what he wanted. “Do it, David. Give it to me. Fuck me and flood my ass with your load.”
David drove himself into me with longer, deeper, harder strokes. The pleasure started to overwhelm my senses. I felt myself melt into the mattress as David’s big cock battered my insides. David’s expression changed. It grew urgent. “I’m close.” He hissed in my face.
I wanted to experience David’s orgasm with him. I begged to be permitted to share it. “Finish me, David.” I pleaded.
David did as I asked. He hunched his body to lift his flat stomach from my scarred one. He reached his hand between us and jerked me furiously while he fucked me as hard as he could. My orgasm slammed into me a split second before David’s took him. I cried out in David’s face as my cock fired volley after volley of thick cum between us. David cried out as he fired his huge load into my guts.
David shook like he was plugged into high voltage. His hand stayed tight around my cock, and he kept stroking me even after I finished. The stimulation became torturous. David’s climax was more intense than mine and took longer for him to come down from it. I saw the focus return to his eyes as he heaved his recovering breath into my face.
When he could breathe normally, he kissed me again. “Thank you.” He said.
“Are you kidding?” I asked. “Thank you.”
David smiled his proud smile again and rolled his hips a little to move his hardness around in my guts. He hadn’t softened a bit. “You’re welcome.” David said through his self-satisfied grin.
“Alright.” I chuckled. “You’ve got every reason to be proud of yourself. Now go give Walt his turn.”
I watched while David fucked my husband in exactly the same way he’d fucked me. He held Walt close and kissed his face and fucked him like the two were lovers. Walt gave himself over to the experience. He held David and kissed him right back. Walt kept more control over the session than I had. He managed to control David’s pace to time his own climax with David’s. David didn’t need to touch Walt’s cock. He effortlessly fucked a shattering orgasm out of my husband.
When David recovered, he lifted his body from Walt’s and stepped back from the bed. I sent him to get a towel from the bathroom while I snuggled into my husband to kiss him and thank him for the fun time. David came back with the towel which we passed back and forth to clean up the worst of the mess from our lovemaking.
When we were done, David tossed the towel into the bathtub and returned to lay down next to me. The three of us relaxed to bask in the afterglow. I was especially pleased to have my husband on one side and David on the other.
