The Cove

In the previous chapters…

Gerry's heterosexual inclinations and his inhibitions make it hard for him having sex with Rowan, despite the sheer love he feels for him. However, a part of him longs for men's love, and at the Cove he cautiously explores his sexuality, sucking Alex' cock and then making sweet love to Brennan.
Kale goes to Hawaii to pay a visit to his dying father and brings back with him his young cousin Laniakea, who struggles to fully explore his sexual inclinations and find his place within the Cove. With Kale's help, Laniakea learns how liberating is voicing (or even screaming) his pleasure and reveals to have been raped by two homophobic guys, back home.
Beau understands that he's not the wonderful and generous man he's always believed, and tries his best to overcome his limits.
The sudden appearance of Gerry's female lover causes a fuss in the Cove and leads to a weird three-way between Kale, Gladys and Gerry. Rowan feels inadequate for Gerry, and looks for reassurance into Barry's arms, but this causes a fight between Gerry and Barry, who later on find a common ground (rough sex!) to settle their quarrel.
Barry is arrested and put in jail, where he ties a strong bond with Wade, a barely legal straight boy. At his trial, Barry makes the hot Judge Ricardo Garcia fall for him.
Jorell reveals to Kale that his father walked out on him when he was seventeen and never heard from him since. Immediately, the Cove starts searching for Jorell's father, and the traces lead to the infamous San Quentin Prison. There, Jorell finds out how unexpectedly caring and understanding was his father, who unfortunately died in prison.
LaShawn meets Joshua, the supposedly straight jet pilot, and gently brings the uptight and repressed guy into the frightening and delightful world of man-love; and though the brave pilot then dies in a plane crash, LaShawn knows for sure that he died in peace with himself. After being rescued, Wahkan's life is in danger, and LaShawn risks his life to save him.

Synopsys

Wahkan and the boys come back home, and their reunion with the Cove is bittersweet; Jorell understand that helping Joshua finding himself made LaShawn grow up into a man. When everything seems to go back to normalcy, a weird emergency arises at Maison de la Motte, and Barry will have to sort it out... his way!

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~ Cast of Characters: the “Who’s Who” of the Cove!
~ Floor Plan of the Cove
~ Book 01: Chapters 01-10 (PDF with bookmarks)
~ Book 02: Chapters 11-20 (PDF with bookmarks)
~ Book 03: Chapters 21-26 (PDF with bookmarks)

≈ CHAPTER 26 – LIFETIME BONDS ≈

~ Beau’s reverie ~

Barry entered the Cove and inhaled deeply, feeling at home. His escapade (or rater sexcapade) at Maison de la Motte, for some reasons, made him thoughtful and pensive… and this wasn’t something he liked to deal with. Sure enough, it was satisfactory for him to solve the mystery of Max’s rape and punish the young kitchen helper; and it was wonderful to have sex with Max, a first-class stud that Barry acknowledged as his equal. But he couldn’t take away from his mind a lingering feeling, something like… envy for Max’s tender relationship with young Teddy.

Barry couldn’t deny to himself to have some commitment issues, but at the Cove he felt comfortable, as he could love and have sex with everyone without creating too suffocating bonds.

He entered the living room and spotted Kale, alone, reading his favorite book; he felt something fluttering inside him, something he had felt other times looking at Kale, and always ignored. But this time he didn’t feel to ignore it.

He confidently strode across the room, leaned over Kale without a word and surprised him locking their mouths in a churning, passionate kiss that almost made Kale let his book fall to the floor.

“Wow…” – Kale gasped, when Barry recoiled – “What is this for?”

“Just a reminder of what you missed while I was away…” – Barry replied with an alluring grin, spotting Kale’s sudden erection straining into his pants – “But keep your friend, down there, in check: I have to go upstairs and talk to Beau.”

“About Maison de la Motte? Is there a problem up there?”

“Nothing I couldn’t easily fix… my way” – the brawny worker replied, smiling wide and adjusting his package.

He turned around and climbed up to the attic, knocked on Beau’s door and, as usual, didn’t wait for a reply: it wasn’t his style. Truth to be told, there was no reply, because Beau was sitting on the sofa in front of the ample window, looking at the infinite Ocean spreading under his eyes, completely absorbed in a sort of reverie. There was a special smile on his face, a smile that Barry had rarely seen.

Barry had always considered Beau a very handsome man, but looking at him bathed by the sunset light with that dreaming expression on his face made him think that the boys weren’t that wrong, when they talked about Beau as a blond god.

Without a word, Barry sat on the sofa, beside Beau, and looked at him smiling, until Beau realized he was not alone anymore. “Oh, Barry! What a nice surprise! I didn’t hear you knocking… May I help you? Do you need something?”

“I thought you were eager to know what’s going on at Maison the la Motte” – Barry replied, a bit surprised – “Remember? The phone call I got from Teddy…”

“Oh… Oh, right!” – Beau exclaimed, finally focusing on what Barry was trying to tell him – “Please, tell me all about it!”

“I will, if you tell me what were you dreaming about, a moment ago.”

Beau lowered his eyes, almost shyly, and said in a low voice: “I can’t tell you, it’s a surprise. But you all will know it very soon, at dinner. Now tell me about Maison de la Motte: I was actually a bit surprised that Rodgers called you, instead of me. If there’s a problem…”

“Don’t be pissed off. They would call you if there’s a financial or disciplinary problem, but if the problem is about sex, they know I’m the one to call for help. And I helped them, as a matter of fact. There was a… misunderstanding between Max and Evan, but it’s nothing you should worry about. I’m more than sure that it won’t happen again.”

“Thank you, Barry. I know I can always count on you. I’m glad you kept me out of whatever happened there, as I have… other things to think about now.”

~ Barry’s revenge ~

“I didn’t say you’re off the hook, buddy…” – Barry replied with a lustful grin, leaning to Beau and looking straight at him – “Because, you see, to solve the problem I had to let your handyman fuck me in the ass…”

“What?” – Beau exclaimed – “Did he fuck you?”

“Yes, and you know how much I hate to surrender myself to another man! My manliness screams for revenge, and guess who will pay a hard price for what happened? After all, Max is your employee…”

Beau got up from the sofa, slowly, almost sneaking out of Barry’s arms. Until a moment earlier, his mind was elsewhere, and sex was the last of his thoughts; but now Barry was looking at him with a lustful grin and an almost predatory glare in his eyes, making him feel like something sweet and terrible at the same moment may happen to him anytime.

“Barry… wait… I don’t really feel…” – Beau tried to say, but Barry got up and moved dangerously closer to him, so close that Beau could feel the warmth of his body: “You know what I had to do up there? I had to finger-fuck the kitchen helper until he shot his load. Man, I wanted so much to shove my cock into that tight warm ass! But he’s a virgin and I had to restrain myself, I couldn’t pop his cherry against his will…”

“Barry, come on… This is not…” – Beau murmured, while Barry inexorably pushed him toward the bed.

“And then I had to open my legs and let your handyman fuck me like there was no tomorrow, relying only on my hand to get some relief…”

Beau was sweating, both for the tension and the fire he was feeling inside. With a mighty push, Barry made him fall sprawling on the bed, and then, with feverish hands, he almost ripped away Beau’s clothes and his own.

“Barry, please… I don’t want to have sex right now…”

“Liar” – the worker replied, looking at Beau’s cock getting stiffer. With few forceful moves, Barry raised Beau’s legs and wetted his own cock with a bit of saliva.

“Are you going to hurt me?” ­– Beau asked with a slightly trembling voice that would’ve moved anyone’s heart, but Barry was a master in his craft and knew for sure that Beau was trembling for the overwhelming excitement, not for fear.

“Yeah. I will hurt you. But just a little bit…”

“AWW… PUTAIN!!” – Beau yelled when Barry’s thick baton unceremoniously pierced his tender hole and started ramming in and out of his unprepared ass – “C’est trop… It’s too much!”

“Fuck yeah!” – Barry growled, relentlessly slamming his hips on the man’s muscular buttocks – “I love fucking the French out of you!”

Beau felt like he was caught in a sexual hurricane that was wreaking havoc on his body. Barry’s strong hands held tight his calves, preventing him from closing his legs or protecting himself in any way from the jackhammer pummeling his insides. His ass hurt, but the sight of the hairy worker towering on him was an erotic dream come true.

Beau tried unsuccessfully to squirm and evade the forceful pounding, until he realized that fighting Barry was useless, and his only option was to totally surrender to him. In that very moment, when he yielded total control to his captor, his muscles relaxed and Barry’s cock magically transformed from a dangerous weapon into a sublime instrument of pleasure.

“Ooohh… You win… you always win…” – Beau blurred, lost in his pleasure – “Ask me whatever you want and… nnngghh… I’ll give you…!”

Barry slowed down and started aiming his thick meat at Beau’s joy nut, brushing and battering it with pinpoint precision. He let go of Beau’s legs and leaned down, until his face was right above his buddy’s. Looking straight at him, he grabbed Beau’s cock and started stroking it very sensually, making the thin foreskin brush over the sensitive head.

“All I want is giving you pleasure, man…” – Barry said with a low, sensual tone – “I want to see you writhe and squirm, gasping for air, while you shoot your juice like a cannon… I know you’re ready… You said it, I always win… I always get what I want… And I want you to cum like never… I want you to cum for me… now!”

Beau was like mesmerized by Barry’s words and when he heard the compelling command, his body obeyed. There was no other option. Barry had spoken. He stiffened, opened his mouth in a silent gasp and felt his cock throb hard inside Barry’s strong grip. A first, thick plume of warm semen shot from his cock and hit him on his cheek, followed by another, and another. Barry wanted it all, and Beau gave him it all…

“Good boy…” – Barry mused, enjoying the rhythmical contractions of Beau’s ass around his engorged cock – “And here’s your reward… NNNGGHH!!”

After many long seconds, their bodies finally relaxed and Beau, still impaled on the thick member, took Barry’s face in his hands. “Tu es incroyable…”

“Apparently, I didn’t fuck all the French out of you…” – Barry said playfully, and with a sudden thrust of his hips he shoved again his still hard cock into Beau’s depths.

“Fuck!” – Beau gasped, and then smiled shyly: “It means ‘you are incredible’, you really are, buddy… I’m sorry, sometimes a French word slips out of my lips…”

“I love when you speak French, especially while I fuck you!” – Barry laughed, getting off the bed and looking at the refined Beau lying on the bed exhausted and disheveled – “Now we’d better freshen up. Don’t you have a surprise for us at dinner?”

“Oh, that… Right…” – Beau replied, as if he was coming out from an erotic dream and reconnecting to reality – “Wait, don’t go, I need to ask you something… Why… Why every now and then you come and give me this… uhm… punishing fuck? Don’t get me wrong, I loved it, but every time I think you have something against me, don’t know, something I should ask your forgiveness for…”

“No, man, stop there!” – Barry said aloud, faking a worried expression and raising his hands – “I’ve already been looking inside myself for almost half an hour today! That’s enough until next month! If you love this psychological bullshit, Kale is your man!”

Beau couldn’t help but smile at Barry’s straightforwardness. “Yes, Kale is my man…” – he replied with a dreaming look – “He’s definitely my man… Now go take a shower, you must be exhausted after an entire half-an-hour looking inside yourself!”

“You see?” – Barry laughed, pointing his finger on Beau – “There’s always something that you deserve a punishment for!”. And still laughing he disappeared downstairs.

~ An after-dinner speech ~

Rick and Laniakea had prepared a delicious dinner, as usual. Since Laniakea joined the kitchen brigade, the meals were even more varied and mouthwatering, and Rick finally could have some spare time to relax.

At the dining table all the fifteen seats were taken, no one was missing, and the guys exchanged the serving plates with joyful spirit and witty comments. Beau was unusually silent, but Kale, looking at him, was not worried, as he could spot in his eyes a subtle excitement, as if he was waiting for something to happen.

“You are a real sight tonight, Beau” – Kale said at the end of the meal, admiring the elegant attire he had chosen for dinner – “Is there a special reason for that? Are we celebrating something?”

“Actually… yes. Or at least… I hope so” – Beau replied, standing up and looking around the table; all the eyes immediately focused on him and the voices trailed off. “I know that some of you may be tired, after a long work day, but I would really enjoy the company of you all, if you can spare me few minutes. Shall we move to the living room? Rick, please, take the bar cart and give to my friends whatever they like. Whatever… from the bar cart, that is!”

Among the knowing giggles, the boisterous crowd moved to the living room and sat on the many sofas and armchairs. When everybody had a glass in his hand, Beau stood up and looked with affection at all the men and boys looking back at him and smiled tenderly.

“These last days I’ve thought very much. Many things happened to us, but two in particular really touched me more than I could ever think possible: the sudden death of Joshua, in such dramatic circumstances, and Barry’s detention in jail… in no less dramatic circumstances.”

“We are friends, more than friends” – Beau continued, looking around him – “and I can’t tell you enough how much I love you all. Kale, recently, reminded me that we can’t know what will happen to us in a week, in a day or in an hour, and every moment must be lived and cherished as if it was the last one.”

“I always think that I’m young, that there is plenty of time to build my life, but the truth is that I’m in my mid 40’s, I’m not a kid anymore, and I start feeling different, I start looking at my future with different eyes.”

“Do you remember when I fled to Scotland with Kale, last year  [1]? That was the first time for me, after years, to realize that I loved Kale more than myself, the first time I admitted to myself that Kale and I were lovers, soulmates. And when Kale went to Hawaii, recently, I missed him more than I expected, I felt totally lost without him.”

Beau shot a loving glance at Kale, who felt his heart throb and hid his sudden blush gulping down some of his brandy.

“Long story short” – Beau continued – “in these last days I realized that the bonds I have with all of you, and with Kale in particular, are strong… but, in a way, they are not enough for me. I want more. If I’m in hospital or in jail, I want Kale to be able to come and support me. If… something happens to me, I want Kale, and you all, not to worry about the future.”

“No, don’t worry, I’m not going to talk about money. True, I’ve made a will, long ago, which states nothing but the obvious: the Cove and Maison de la Motte are not mine, they belong to all of us, men and boys alike, and they will be yours, along with a suitable annuity to cover the expenses, if ever something happens to me.”

All the guys started talking at once, surprised to be mentioned in Beau’s will, but Beau raised a hand: “No, no, let me talk! This is just a minor subject, it doesn’t deserve any more comments. The point is not the value of this house or whose name is signed on its deed. The point is that what we may call ‘formalities’ are indeed important, as they state what we are in the eyes of the Law, in the eyes of the world.”

“Recently, I had to lie to a police officer, stating that I was Barry’s brother, otherwise I couldn’t have visited him in jail. And last year we had to pass ourselves off as Rowan’s relatives, in order to stay with him in hospital and ask for his health conditions [2]. I love you all, I do my best to care for you, as you do for me, and I want the world to know it!”

~ The moment has come ~

“I don’t want to hide, I want to shout to the world that I’m in love with a wonderful man who fills my life with joy, passion and… well… sex, too! Why not?”

Beau looked again at Kale, and it was like they were suddenly alone in the room.

“I love you so much, Kale… I almost can’t believe how much I love you. Since we first met in Juan-les-Pins, and you invited me to sit at your table, in that bistrot [3] you started changing my life. You gave me so much, and still give me so much day after day, selflessly, passionately. You make me feel the most important man of the world… while the truth is that you are, not me. I’m nothing without you…”

Kale had wet eyes, as Beau had never talked so openly of his true feelings, like he was doing that night, in front of all the guys of the Cove.

“And yet” – Beau continued, still looking straight at his lover – “I’ve mistreated you so nastily, all these years. I’ve imprisoned our love within these four walls. The Cove is where we are ourselves, but out of here we’re… what? Good friends?”

“Beau, we both know you have a role in the community…” – Kale said, interrupting Beau’s ardent speech – “You have a public image to protect, you go to charity events, to meeting boards, you deal with a lot of people that may… uhm… not be particularly happy to know you’re in love with a man. It’s not too hard for me, you know it, I can do it. If you’re thinking to come out publicly, I…”

“I’m thinking to much more than that, my heart” – Beau said with a special gleam in his eyes – “I want you to be mine forever, and I want to be yours forever, and I don’t give a damn to what the world thinks about us.”

Beau got closer to Kale and helped him on his feet: “Here, let’s do things properly…”

He took a little blue velvet box from his pocket and slowly fell on one knee in front of Kale.

“Beau… what… what are you…”

“Shh… Let me do the talk” – Beau hushed him with a tender smile, opening the small box and showing to Kale a beautiful white gold engagement ring, a simple band, but it shone as bright as the promise of love that it bore with it – “Kale, I want everyone to know that I love you, I’m in love with you, you’re my life, my soul, my conscience, my heart…”

Beau’s eyes, riveted on his lover’s, gleamed with passion and tenderness when, after a short pause, he asked, slightly tripping on his tongue: “Kale Ali'ikai Kahananui, will you marry me?”

The silence in the room was complete. No one ever dared to breath, witnessing such unexpected, daring and loving act. Kale was no exception: he tried hard to draw enough air into his lungs to talk, but he couldn’t.

“…Ehm… even if I can’t say your full name correctly?” – Beau added with a tense smile, still kneeling in front of Kale and holding the box under his wide eyes brimming with tears.

“Y…Yes…” – Kale eventually managed to whisper, and everyone in the room started breathing again. The Hawaiian took a deep breath and smiled wide: “Yes, Beauregard Rice-Duncan de la Motte, Viscount of Saint-Julien, I will marry you… but only if you never, ever in your life will refer to me as the ‘Viscountess’!”

“Deal…” – giggled Beau, standing up and giving to Kale such a passionate kiss that many of the bystanders sighed romantically, smiling at such display of tender love.

“Wait, there’s one last step…” – Beau said, recoiling. He took the engagement ring from the box and put it on Kale’s left ring finger.

“It’s beautiful…” – Kale sighed, still finding hard to believe to what just happened – “But… what about you? There’s only one ring here…”

“You will give me your ring when we’ll get married. I already bought the wedding bands, you’ll love them. In the meantime, as per tradition” – Beau added with an impish grin – “only the Viscountess… no, I promised! …only the bride bears the engagement ring!”

“Fuck you, I’m not anyone’s bride!” – Kale laughed out loud, amongst the general hilarity, while everyone crowded around them to congratulate. “Are you really sure, man?” – Stewart said to Beau, and Alex patted on his back: “If someone told me, I wouldn’t have believed it!”

All the boys wanted to see Kale’s ring, and their eyes were so joyful and excited that Kale felt again tears brimming from his eyes. “There is a special place in the Spirits’ hearts for guys like you and Beau…” – Wahkan said in a low voice behind Kale – “…and you have a special place in my heart, too.”

“Thank you, Wahkan” – Kale replied, emotional – “It means a lot to me.”

Kale couldn’t stop smiling, while looking around at his friends, the many men and boys he loved so much, and his smile grew even wider when he saw Beau’s ecstatic expression while shaking hands and receiving pats on his back. But his smile faded when he realized that someone was missing, the one man, after Beau, who he cared most: Barry.

«Where is he?» – Kale thought, while a cold finger touched his warm heart. Though he longed to stay in the living room, enjoying the company, and despite having many things to discuss with Beau, Kale knew he had to go to Barry and find out what was wrong with him, and the sooner the better.

~ A lost simple man ~

Kale excused himself and went upstairs. Without knocking, he opened Barry’s door and saw him standing still, giving his back to the door, looking out of the tall window.

“Hey, buddy…”

“Uh, it’s you…” – was the curt reply. Barry didn’t even turn around to look at Kale.

“Aren’t you… happy about the news? I missed you, downstairs…”

“Congratulations, Kale. I wish you and Beau all the best.”

Kale moved closer to Barry, who was still looking out of the window, and hugged him from behind: “Barry… What’s wrong? Why are you pissed off?”

Barry wriggled out of Kale’s arms: “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I don’t know what I feel and why I feel it! You tell me, you’re the smart guy here!”

“Are you… jealous??” – Kale said, surprised – “Jealous of Beau? Come on, Barry, this can’t be!”

“I’m not jealous, don’t be silly! I don’t even know what jealousy is…”

“Are you sure?” – Kale said with a knowing tone – “I remember quite well what was your reaction when you busted your wife in bed with another man… [4]”

“Well, she was my wife!” – Barry yelled, angrily – “Allison and I were married! I know, I always ‘throw my cock around’, like you always tell me, but to me marriage is sacred, you don’t mess around with a married woman!”

“…Or a married guy?” – Kale said in a low voice, suddenly focusing the root of Barry’s uneasiness. Barry raised his gaze and locked eyes with Kale, with a surprised expression, as if he was starting to better understand his own feelings. “Well… yes… no… I mean…” – Barry said, confused.

Kale grabbed Barry’s hand and pulled him to the sofa: “Come, let’s sit down. Now, tell me… Do you despise Beau because he’s going to marry me?”

“Despise? God no, Kale, how can you even think that…!” – Barry gasped, holding tighter Kale’s hand – “I love Beau as much as I love you. I’m pissed off with myself, because I’m always… too late. I missed so many chances in my life because I wasn’t quick enough to grab them, to fight for them…”

“Missed chances?” – Kale inquired, softly.

“Yeah… When I was married, for instance, I really wanted to have children; but I didn’t know, back then. When I realized how deep was the void in my life, it was too late, my relationship with Allison had already grown too cold… and ended soon afterwards.”

“Many of us, including me, know well that sense of… incompleteness” – Kale replied, with a bitter grin – “Alex and Stewart, for example, filled that void taking Charlie and Rick as their boys. Have you ever thought of taking a boy, or anyway someone to care for, to nurture and help?”

Barry shyly averted his gaze and replied under his breath: “That’s something else I was too slow to get when I had the chance…”

Kale looked at him puzzled, and Barry continued: “Don’t you guess it? Rowan. He really moved something deep inside me, I would’ve given him everything, help, protection, guidance… and love. But Gerry was quicker than me, he appeared from nowhere and bam! he became Rowan’s ‘daddy’. However, with hindsight, I say it was for the better, Rowan is so happy with him… And I guess the same goes with you: I know well that you’ll be happy with Beau, but for a while I thought… I thought…”

“You’re not telling me you wanted to marry me, right, Barry?” – Kale said with a tender smile.

“Well, no… not really marry… but I liked how things were going, here at the Cove, between you, Beau and me. I know, I’ve always been a pain in the ass for Beau, since the first time he busted me fucking you, years ago  [5], but you two always had such a strong bond, and made me feel… accepted, a part of the couple. The third wheel, to be precise” – Barry giggled – “but in a good way, I liked it. But it’s over, now, isn’t it, buddy?”

“Over? Barry, this is bullshit, and you know it!” – Kale said with passion – “Do you really think that a signature on a paper can really change what’s between us? And with ‘us’ I mean you, me and Beau, the three of us! That morning, when you fucked me and Beau spotted us, something special happened, because Beau understood what was going on. He understood that I was helping you the way Beau himself helped me, not long earlier. That was the moment when the Cove was born, don’t you realize it? The three of us created it, we didn’t plan it, we didn’t even realize it, back then, but it happened in that very moment, when we realized that you were… one of us, Barry.”

Barry’s frown distended into an uncertain smile: “Fuck, my head hurts for all these… eculu… elulu…”

“Elucubrations?” – Kale giggled, happy to see Barry a bit more serene. He placed a hand on his buddy’s leg, in a friendly gesture; feeling the worker’s strong muscles under the thin fabric of the trousers made him feel a tingle in his own groin, and he slid his hand towards Barry’s crotch.

“What are you doing?” – Barry gasped, stopping Kale’s hand. He instantly realized he had overreacted and hastened to add: “Sorry, buddy, I don’t know why I said it… But you gave me so many things to think about and I need time to sort out what’s in my mind…”

“OK then” – Kale said with a tender smile, standing up – “I need to go back downstairs, now, but you won’t get rid of me that easily, man!”

Kale opened the door and when he turned around to close it, he shot one last glance at Barry… and realized, looking at Barry’s forlorn expression, that his doubts were still strong. Kale had not won the match, yet, he’d just won a game… and possibly not even that, as some of Barry’s doubts now were his own.

~ More doubts ~

Kale went downstairs and found the living room desert and dark, as everyone had apparently gone to bed. He turned around to go back upstairs, but a familiar voice came from a tall armchair in a dark corner: “You’re not my spouse, yet, and you already leave me alone?” – Beau giggled – “Come here, stay with me, I don’t feel to go to bed…”

“Neither do I” – Kale replied, literally running to him and sitting on his lap – “I’m still stunned, I can’t believe you proposed to me that way, in front of everybody, with a ring and all…”

“I hope you don’t regret saying yes… Hey, I’m a good catch after all, aren’t I?”

“You’re crazy…” – Kale giggled – “And in a way I really think you are. Have you pondered about the consequences? I mean, coming out to anyone, in public… You’ll get difficult interviews to attend, and prying questions to answer. You’ll be judged ill by intolerant ‘right-thinking’ morons. I bet that some sponsors that joined you in some charity projects will withdraw their support. Have you really thought about that? Aren’t you scared?”

“The truth?” – Beau replied with a faint smile – “The truth is that I’m scared shitless. Not of being married to you, of course, quite the opposite! The mere idea of facing the difficulties with you on my side makes me feel serene. I’m scared for… you, actually.”

“Me?” – Kale giggled – “I’m not going to marry a godfather of the Mafia!”

“Seriously, Kale, I’m worried because when I will come out we won’t be protected any more by these four walls, we’ll be on the news, we’ll be stalked by paparazzi and the gutter press. Our life won’t be the same anymore.”

“They will soon forget” – Kale said with a comforting smile – “We’re not in the middle age anymore, a gay marriage may be a juicy gossip for no more than a couple months, and then they’ll leave us alone. I’ll make sure to wear an elegant shirt when I go out, for the first few months!”

“I didn’t mean only here in California, I was also thinking to Hana, your home town. They won’t forget in a couple months…”

“Since you’ve been totally sincere to me, I’ll level with you: I know it will be hard, as my relatives and their friends are not very open-minded, to say the least. Look at Laniakea, forced to leave his homeland because he couldn’t live his life there. They’ll talk about us for long, and if ever we’ll go there, expect many dirty looks of reproach, or even nasty comments. But we’re not going there anytime soon, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

“If so, why that worried look on your face?”

“It’s not for Hana, nor for the gutter press. I’m concerned about Barry…”

“Barry? Now that you mention him, I don’t remember him congratulating to us, he suddenly disappeared. I can’t understand what pissed him off that way, I mean, he loves us, and we’re going to be happy, so whatever he’s thinking is just plain silly!”

“Silly? I don’t know. You tell me. Listen, Beau, I’m on cloud nine, thinking that we’re going to be married, but… well, I want to state it clear: I’m not going to give up on Barry. I care for him too much, he’s part of my life and we have a deep relationship that goes back to when the Cove was born. I’m in love with you, Beau, and you have a special place in my heart that no one else can take, but Barry…”

“Are you done with talking bullshit or have I to close your mouth with a kiss?” – Beau suddenly said, grabbing Kale by the nape of his neck and pulling him into a breathtaking kiss that went on for long. In the dark, silent living room, held by Beau’s strong arms, Kale felt all the knots in his heart getting undone one by one, until the only things that cared for him were his lover’s warm lips pressed against his own, their heavy breaths mixing and their tongues clinging to each other with as much passion as their arms.

“Is this enough a satisfactory answer to your question?” – Beau whispered when they parted – “I’m not willing to give up on Barry myself, Kale. Barry is part of our lives, since that first unforgettable day I found the two of you, in this very room, making love on a camping bed, during the renovation of the house. For a brief, terrible moment I felt my life was about to end, I can’t deny it. But then you shot me a pleading glance and gestured me not to break the magic of that moment, and I saw again, under my eyes, myself and you, making love for the first time in a run-down apartment in Pigalle [6]. Seeing you helping Barry when he was most vulnerable warmed my heart, and if I could I’d joined you. I started loving Barry in that moment, and I never stopped since. Getting married has nothing to do with it, the three of us have a special bond that is not going to be severed.”

“I’m so glad to hear you saying so” – Kale said, smiling with infinite love – “but I’m quite sure Barry doesn’t know it. We must find a way to remind him he is part of us. Now, this will make you smile: Barry said he’s not going to ‘mess with a married guy’, as he values marriage too much.”

“And he’s right, because marriage is very important.” – Beau replied with a sly grin – “We only have to… widen his obsolete idea of marriage. Are you in for something intense, Kale? I don’t know you, but having you on my lap definitely put me in a good mood, you know…”

“I’ve been feeling your ‘good mood’ pressing on my ass cheeks for the last fifteen minutes” – Kale giggle, with a randy glare in his eyes – “So, whatever you have in mind, I’m game!”

“Good. Strip naked, then!”

“You want to make love here in the living room??”

“I had no idea you were so shy!” – Beau mocked Kale, chuckling – “No, I want to make love to you in a comfortable bed… though not our own!”

~ Shared spouse ~

Barry opened his eyes, woken up by the faint sound of his door opening up, and looked with surprise at two figures standing against the dim light coming from the corridor. They were stark naked, and obviously excited, judging from their stiff cocks pointing at him.

“Here are the lovebirds…” – Barry said in a low voice, recognizing Beau and Kale. He extended a hand to switch on the light: “Well, let me at least take a better look at the two of you!”

“No.” – Beau said, closing the door and making the room fall into an almost complete darkness, pierced by just a few moon rays coming from the window. A hand silently grabbed the bedsheets and gently pulled them away, while other two hands dove into the thick felt of Barry’s chest hair.

“Mmmhh…” – Barry murmured, when faceless fingers started flinching against his nipples, making them stiff – “Don’t… Don’t you guys have nothing better to do then come and tease me?”

Other two hands silently joined the first ones, sensually caressing Barry’s inner thighs and slowly crawling to his groin. “Come on, dudes… Stop it… This is not funny…” – Barry said with an almost pleading tone – “I already told to Kale, I don’t want to have sex with you, and that’s it!”

“Liar!” – Beau replied, grabbing with a firm grip Barry’s rock-hard cock.

“Nnngghh…” – Barry groaned, when the strong hand began a slow, steady up-and-down motion on his sensitive manhood – “I… I mean it, Beau… Aww, fuuuck…! It’s not like it used to be anymore… You two… You two are going to get married… nnngghh..!!”

There was a movement in the almost completely dark room; Barry felt strong arms pulling him on his knees and making him turn around. Down, on the bed, there was Kale, or at least Barry could guess it was him by the thinner frame. He couldn’t see Kale’s expression, but he could see him raising his legs and hold them up and apart, offering him the warm, tender hole he had enjoyed many times in the past.

“Kale, why do you want to torture me…” – Barry said with chocked voice, horny as hell but determined not to fuck Beau’s soon-to-be husband – “Can’t you understand I’m doing this out of respect for you and Beau?”

“Have you mentioned me?” – he heard Beau’s voice whispering in his ear, while two strong arms took possession of his torso from behind. Beau’s hands expertly touched, titillated and caressed Barry’s most sensitive spots, to then move down to his crotch and curl around his throbbing cock and his swollen balls.

Beau massaged Barry’s cock for a short while and then pointed it down, towards Kale’s spread anus. “Beau… What…” – Barry started to say, but his voice died when he felt Beaus hips, and his entire muscular body, pressing harder on his back, pushing him ahead, inch after inch, until his mushroom head was pressing on Kale’s velvety hole.

Barry held his breath when, with a stronger thrust of the hips, Beau forced him to shove his thick meat into Kale’s waiting hole. He tried to put up some resistance, not because he didn’t want to fuck Kale, but because he didn’t want to hurt him shoving his oversize cock into his ass all at once.

But Beau left him no choice, and anyway the moans coming from Kale definitely weren’t whines of pain.

“This is how it will be when Kale and I will be married…” – Beau said in a low voice from behind Barry – “You are part of our lives, and we’re part of yours, and this won’t ever change…”

“Now give to me what no other man in the world can give me, stud…” – Kale added, tilting his hips to open up even wider and offer his deepest intimacy to Barry.

Barry dropped all his hesitancy, realizing at what extent Beau and Kale loved him and how deep were the bonds that tied the three of them. All his sexual energy, that he had tried hard to keep restrained until then, exploded in a low-pitched growl and a mighty push of his hips.

“NNNNGGHH!! Fuck!” – Kale moaned loud, feeling completely stuffed with hot stiff meat – “This is the Barry I knew! Ah! Yes! Fuck me… Split me open… Shove that baseball bat of yours as deep as you can!”

Kale’s dirty talking put a fire in Barry’s loins, that started slamming on Kale’s buttock with a potency, a ferocity that took Kale’s breath away. But he himself suddenly gasped when felt Beau’s big hands on his own buns, taking handfuls of the muscular flesh.

For a moment, he thought that Beau was about to fuck him; and he would’ve had any reason! After all, Barry thought, few hours earlier he’d forcefully taken Beau’s ass, almost against his will, and he was now fucking senselessly his future husband! But then he understood how wrong he was, when Beau’s strong hands started pushing his hips forward, in sync with his thrusts into Kale’s depths, to add to the almost wreaking pounding of Barry’s groin.

“Fuck… This is insane… Ggghh…” – Barry groaned, unable to stop but unwilling to shoot his load so soon – “Kale, you ass is something out of this world… And it’s mine! Tell me it’s mine!”

“My ass is yours…” – Kale said with ragged breath – “… and Beau’s. You both deserve all I can give to you, and I will give you, without holding back! Aww… Yes!! There! There! Mmmmhh…!”

“Enough, stud…!” – Beau said in the darkness, from behind Barry, and the hairy stallion slowed down to then stop, but he didn’t pull out of Kale. He felt Beau and Kale push him sideways, until he was on the mattress, on his back, and Kale was over him, fully impaled on his throbbing cock.

“Barry, you heard Kale, he’s going to give us all he has to give” – Beau said with a lustful tone – “and I want my fair share of him. After all, he’s almost my husband, right?”

~ Joined for the life ~

Kale, still straddling Barry’s hips, leaned down until their chests were pressed against each other. Barry’s long cock was still fully inside Kale’s warm hole.

“Are you going to…” – Barry said to Kale, looking straight into his eyes – “Are you sure?”

“I was not joking, stud…” – Kale replied with a determined chin – “My ass belongs to the two of you… and I can’t be playing favorites…”

Both Barry and Kale gasped silently when they felt Beau’s big cock pressing hard over Kale’s stretched backdoor, trying to force itself into the already overstuffed hole. Kale winced and breathed hard, trying to relax his hole as much as he could, but both Barry and Beau had very thick cocks, and for a moment his determination wavered and closed his eyes, frowning.

“No… Open your eyes… Look at me…” – Barry said, his face at an inch from Kale’s – “You can do it. I know you can. And you know I’m never wrong, in such matters…”

Beau pushed harder, but with caution, because the last thing in the world he wanted was hurting Kale.

“Keep looking at me, Kale…” – Barry said in an almost hypnotizing tone – “Yes… Yes… You’re ready… Now, Beau! Break him in! He can take it, now…”

“AAAGGHH! FUCK!!” – Kale yelled when his hole got forcefully stretched wide, to accommodate two cocks that would’ve been a threat for an inexperienced ass even one at a time. Beau froze, hearing Kale’s scream, but the Hawaiian urged him: “Go on! Don’t stop! Fuck… YEAH!!”

The two mighty beasts set in motion inside Kale’s tight chute, slowly at first, and then with growing intensity, brushing against each other and battering Kale’s prostate with such a force that at each thrust a gush of pre-cum escaped Kale’s piss hole. The darkness was pierced by grunts, muffled whines, labored breaths and sighs of pure lust.

It didn’t take long until Kale couldn’t resist the onslaught anymore and felt his balls tighten into their sac, ready to shoot. He knew that with his ass stretched to the limit, the anal contractions would’ve been painful, but he didn’t care; his entire body stiffened and a chocked gurgle escaped his mouth, while a searing pang of pain mixed with the blissful pleasure of a mind-blowing climax.

Every shot of sperm erupting from his cock brought with him a painful sting in his ass and a rush of pleasure down his spine, and Kale felt bodily on Barry, writhing helplessly for the powerful sensations wreaking havoc on his body and his mind. Seeing Kale completely lost into his pleasure sent Beau and Barry through the roof, and they both howled loud and inundated Kale’s loosened ass with their manly juice.

After few endless moments, when their balls were completely drained, Barry looked up at Kale and murmured: “Fuck, I would be a real dork if I’d ever give up on you two…”

“You can’t. Not anymore.” – Kale replied – “You see, this evening Beau gave me his ring, but tonight I’ve given my… ring to the two of you. And boy, you did take it! That’s a no-turn-back choice, stud. You, Beau and I are joined for the life…”

“Except…” – Beau said, with a joking tone, rolling on the bed next to Barry – “I’m not giving you my ‘ring’ anytime soon, stud! You already took it this afternoon, and quite brutally, I have to say! Tonight I could’ve made it even with you, but I’ve been merciful. You won’t be as lucky next time!”

“Sounds like a plan…” – Barry replied, with a lustful grin – “After all, this is going to be a sort of three-some marriage, so, when you want to exert your… husbandly rights, I won’t back off!”

“Talking about plans” – Beau said to Kale – “we better go upstairs and sleep a few hours. We have a lot to plan and so little time. The marriage will take place in a week, you know…”

“In a week??” – Kale squealed, jumping off the bed – “Oh, my! Only a week! Where… When… How…”

“Hey, calm down!” – Beau laughed out loud – “You’re not going to play the anxious bride, aren’t you? Don’t worry, I’ve already taken most of the arrangements, but still I need to discuss something with you. Now move your ass… your exquisite tender ass… and come upstairs. I’m exhausted!”

“Uh! You are exhausted? Next time we switch positions…” – Kale replied, opening the door – “’Night Barry!”

“Bonne nuit!” – Beau echoed him, giving a last wink at Barry splayed on the bed, who looked back at them with a warm, contented smile.

Climbing upstairs with Kale, Beau smiled wide, thinking at the exciting, beautiful marriage that they were about to have. He had though to everything, the marriage licenses, the flowers, the wedding bands, the tuxedos, the wedding location. Nothing could possibly go wrong.

But Kale was right, almost prophetic, when he said that no one can ever know what will happen the next day or week…

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