Our Senior Year and More

It had been several months since dads passing, Josh, the man I love and often still can’t figure why he loves me so much, I cherish him every damn day. He has been spending many of his days off with my mom and the kids when he is home, which gives Marie a big break. It also takes some burden off me and allows me to return to a normal life, catching up with life in general. Some days I’ll be running around from the farm, or the store, or my office in town, or town hall, and Josh will spend time at my moms, he is genuinely concerned with her and keeps her occupied, some days I’ll come home to an empty JD Lodge only to find he, my mom and the kids roaming around at my parents house, or taking side trips to the park or just walking around town. I love it when I happen to be in town and he and the kids show up unexpectedly and those kids come running to me filled with love in their hearts, truly they are a blessing and p[art of my happiness and complete life.

 My (non practicing) Jewish Josh, even spent several Sundays attending church with mom, me and the kids. The kids and I don’t usually attend, except for Christmas and Easter, but Josh knows how important mom’s faith is, he has been such a blessing in my mom’s time of need and such a great dad too. Just the fact we’ve been showing up together as a family and Josh’s patience with her, in her time of need, has filled part of the hole in my heart. We’ll usually then have mom over for Sunday dinner after spending the entire day with her. Marie and mom have bonded even closer because of Marie’s loss of her fiancée several years earlier. She’s resigned to the fact she’ll never love another, but somehow is also thankful that her unfortunate events brought her to our family and our current family unit of the three of us and our 2 children, once again filling a much needed hole in her life with joy, love, happiness and thanks.

 Sometimes we’ll walk downtown on Main Street together with Charlotte on Josh’s shoulders, she’ll be hanging onto his head for dear life with hands clasped, as Charlie would walk between us, holding each of our hands, as we’d both lift him up as he jumped over the sidewalk cracks. Most people in town got to know us and most were tolerant, but then again we never flaunted our sexuality in public. Occasionally we’d get stares, but it was more amusing when Marie would join us all, ha, ha, we would get some stares and some passing mumbles after we passed them. Sometimes newcomers to town or school would see the kids with me and Marie, and other times with Josh and Marie, and sometimes with me and Josh and they would be trying to figure it all out. Of course we never offered an explanation unless we were asked. I know Josh was always so tempted to give made up stories about anything fittingly comical at the time.

 We booked a long overdue Florida vacation before school started for the kids. We made Marie and mom come too. We booked a 4 bedroom suite with a kitchenette, indoor/ outdoor pools, lazy river, kids pool, playground, kids crafts, restaurants, beaches and Tiki bar.

 One night Josh and I decided to visit a gay club downtown that we had heard about. My mom insisted on also coming, while Marie agreed to stay with the kids that night. I was very skeptical at first, but when we arrived Josh let mom and I out at the door and he went to park the car. I heard the 70’s disco music playing and we were set. Growing up Mom and I would dance to her collection of disco records in the living room and we would sing at the top of our lungs. Mom fit right in as she joined me on the dance floor. Josh kept bringing her some pink umbrella drink, and mom was having a blast as she dragged Josh in, making us a threesome, clapping and dancing and singing away, it didn’t take long for the rest of the crowd to egg us on and join in. Mom had the damn place jumping and she wouldn’t let anyone sit out. The damn place was hoppin, and guys were soon bringing her drinks. I’m sure she danced with everyone in the joint including the DJ who catered to her requests. Yes my conservative, church going mom, was a bit sloshed, and having the time of her life. It did our hearts good that this was one of the best things we could have done for her tonight, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen her “let her hair down” and enjoy herself.

 Josh and I sat at the bar as we watched her take over the place right up till closing. We chit chatted with each other and did some light necking and I realized we both needed this night as much as she did. Josh fumbled his fingers through my pants and woke up my crotch while kissing me, mom even caught us one time, as she led a conga line right past us waving her finger at us. A few of the guys tried to get us off the bar stools but I was quite happy where I was for once, my dick was getting some well deserved attention.

 Finally last call came and my sweaty mom came over and grabbed what was left of my drink on the bar, as she sucked it down, saying “let’s blow this joint Boys, what da ya say?” Josh just snickered and left to go retrieve the car. The bartender gave mom a club soda that she thought was a really strong drink as she tugged on my arm making our way toward the door, she waved at the DJ and threw him a kiss and he quickly played “the party’s over” and Mom perked up and danced me to the door. I almost had to pour her into the back seat and put her legs and feet inside and I joined Josh in the front seat, Josh was still snickering the whole way back to the hotel, he let us out at the front while I barely could wake mom to even stand, I finally took a bell hop luggage rack and sat her on it and made our way to the elevator.

 Once inside the room Josh finally joined us and he, Marie and I did our best to put her in her bed comfortably with a waste can nearby and a few glasses of water on the night stand, Marie sat with her a while, and Josh and I went to check on the kids. They were still sleeping soundly in their own full size hotel beds. Charlie was sucking his thumb, a habit we haven’t been able to break at 5 and a half years old and Charlotte was shaking her foot, another odd trait as she twitched constantly in her sleep. I bent over and kissed each one as I adjusted their blankets and then Josh did the same. We both stood in the darkened room with only the light coming through the open doorway and hugged one another as I thanked Josh for a wonderful evening.

 Marie finally came out of mom’s room and said she may not want to do much in the morning as we each gave her a hug and kiss goodnight and we all retreated to our rooms. Now I was a bit tipsy as well, but not drunk but played the part very well, and I had every intention of Josh taking advantage of me. I fake stumbled in the doorway dashing across the floor falling face first onto the bed. My loving sober Husband gently removed my shoes and socks and rolled my lifeless body over to unbutton my shirt and pants , as my dead weight made him work for it. He fought with my jeans as he tried to pull them off of me with no help whatsoever from me, I was pretending to be dead to the world. He got my pants off as I curled my toes making it even harder to get the leg holes over my feet. My hard on was obvious through my tight boxer briefs as he opened my shirt and tried to roll me over to pull it off me. He got down and lifted my feet and legs up on the bed as I lay on my stomach. I watched him sadly undress and nakedly climbed beside me. He was trying to roll me into a small spoon while his hand breached my waist band of my briefs and he began ever so gently touching my rock hard dick. I began a slight giggle not able to hold it back in anymore and he jumped up and grabbed my briefs by the waistband and tore them in half as he tried to remove them, then forced me back to my stomach as he flopped down on my back wedging his hardened meat into my crack nestling in with a slight wiggle just resting it there. I slightly raised my head and asked what did he think he was doing and he said “I’m going to fuck you like there is no tomorrow”, as I replied “Promises, Promisses”

 With that he knew I was ready and willing and he grabbed his arm around my neck and slid out of my crack and pressed that firm hard spongy head right to my budding bud and tried to poke his way in, after some obvious discomfort on my part he got up and rummaged through his suitcase and applied such a cold glob of lube between my cheeks I could feel it run down to my balls and onto the sheets. He resumed his position, dominantly, almost choking me but gentle enough that I knew he wouldn’t hurt me as he slid that long, hard, veiny, but velvety smooth shaft inside of me, as my eyes quickly bulged out and I bit down on my tongue, as my man did as promised. He fucked the living daylights out of my ass hole, and I felt amazedly empowered by him suddenly, as I clenched my muscles in and out with the rhythm of his stokes and I was bursting a load, just edging to get out of my balls, and the two of us were signing howls of unity of praise and ecstasy as we both came together, me as my dick was being pounded into that mattress and he deep inside my ass as he clenched his ass so tightly together and pushed his abdomen bone into my soft spongy ass that I swear he hit my tailbone. Josh finally exploded with a force I rarely remember. As we clinched together in a hug he grabbed me around my chest and rolled me over on top of him. His dick slipped out and I went down to clean him off, where we wound up in a 69 and playing some more with each other’s nuts and ass, after a few more minutes which seemed more like hours, I raised his legs as I climbed between them and without any other warning shoved my hard dick into his ass as I fucked Josh’s ass with the vigor that he did me only moments ago, as his balls bounced up and down lower abdomen alongside his shaft and took a squishing beating with each of my inward thrusts until I was coating his insides with my next creamy load. We kissed, broke apart and went at it 2 or 3 more times that night, well into the wee hours of the morning, and finally at rest we just talked about our lives and the day we met in our freshman year and all we and our friends have been through in college, family, work, and life, since we met almost 10 years earlier, and how neither of us would have wanted anything more than to be with the other and our beautiful family and friends.

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 This sadly ends the story “Our Senior Year and More”, mostly because we’ve moved well past the boys “Senior year”, and even past the “More” part, LOL. So I will be taking a bit of a break and enjoying some of the summer, with many commitments. While I drop a few “one and done” stories and a couple of “short chapter stories” that I have brewing in my head, as well as a few email requests. Have no fear I will eventually and hopefully pick back up with our boys once again tentatively titled “Dave, Josh and Family” as well as reading and commenting on many of the other fine writers on this site, but me posting every 3 or 4 days has to slow down at least for a while. Thank you all for your loyalty, support and comments though the years, I never expected to post more than a couple of stories but have gained a family of friends through you all. DJFM