Tangled - Part Nineteen

I quickly called Jack and told him there would be eight for dinner.

I have to say that, standing in the living room and watching the four brothers in a small circle talking together was one of the most pleasing sights of my life. Danny ambled up to me and laughed softly.
“Look at them.” He said and indicated the handsome four. “God help the world if they ever decided to go out in a gang together!”

I looked over at them. There was Malachi, tall and classically handsome, his dark green eyes flashing. Jack, sweet and adorable, like a slightly smaller version of Malachi with the same dark green eyes. Then there was Kevin; an almost identical copy to Lee. He had his hand on Lee’s shoulder and they were laughing into each-other’s eyes at one of Jack’s lewd jokes. And last but not least, there was Lee; with his brilliant emerald eyes and his ready smile. My heart did a wild somersault as I looked at him. I had never loved anyone as much as I did right then.

“Do you think we should put out a bulletin and warn the rest of the world about them?” I asked smiling.
Danny studied the small group for a second and then turned back to me.
“No.” He said with an evil grin. “Let them surprise it, it could do with a shake up.”

Dr. Keen, whom Malachi had brought along was in deep discussion with Derek. I smiled at the thought that somehow the little ugly man had wheedled his way into our lives. He would always be a friend to me and I was eternally grateful to him for everything he’d done for Lee. And then there was Derek with his sparkling turquoise eyes. The quiet, shy man with the monster cock that had won Kevin over. They had been seeing each-other regularly and Kevin had hinted at a more permanent arrangement between them.

A little later, after a beautifully cooked dinner, I was able to have a private word with Dr. Keen.
“I wanted to thank you again for everything you’ve done for Lee.” I said. “You have no idea what it means to us.”
“It is only a pleasure my boy.” He replied jovially. “It is so rewarding to have a perfect case. That man is indestructible.” He indicated Lee with a wave of his hand.
“Tell me about it.” I said. “A regular superman! I’m hard put to keep up with him!”

“David.” He began, his wrinkled face serious. “I leave for Germany on Monday and I wanted to ask you to keep a close eye on him. If at any time he shows any irritation of the eyes I want you to call me immediately. It may seem that everything is in order but there will still be a period of healing. The corneas have taken yes; and he seems in good health but we have to watch him. The slightest of irritations or the smallest accident might dislodge a cornea and we’d be back where we started. Promise me you’ll do that.”
“Yes of course, I promise.” I said. “And don’t worry, I watch him like a hawk.”
“Good.” He replied. He handed me his card and I pocketed it carefully.

I studied his walnut face for a minute.
“Dr. Keen, do you mind if I ask a personal question?” I began.
“Go ahead my boy, I’ve nothing to hide.” He countered.
“Exactly how old are you?” I asked. “I’m sorry but it’s been worrying me. You look like you’re in your seventies or eighties but your manner seems so much younger.”

He laughed softly.
“In that you are right my boy.” He said. “Would it surprise you to know that I am actually forty-two years old?”
“What?” I said genuinely surprised. “But you don’t . . !”

“I have a rare aging disease called progeria.” He said frankly. “Physically, I age faster than normal. I was born with it. I have a very, very mild form of the disease of course and the aging process is a lot slower than in most cases. In some instances, a twelve year old boy could look like he was eighty. Usually, the patient will only live to be about fifteen or so.”
“Oh I am so sorry.” I said quickly.

“Don’t be.” He said. “I’m not and it’s not your fault. Blame genetics if you like. The fact is, I have it and I’ve learned to live with it.”
“Oh, but still . . !” I said.
“The key word here my boy, is ‘live’!” He continued. “I have lived a very full and rewarding life. I married a very sweet lady when I was only twenty and I have two glorious sons, both of whom do not have the disease; thank God. I have studied hard and I have travelled some. I have done more in my short life than other men have achieved by the time they reach eighty. So don’t you go feeling sorry for me because I am quite content and I think, one of the happiest of men alive.”

“Dr. Keen . . !” I began but he cut me off.
“Please, call me Jerry. I would like you to consider me as a friend.” He said.
“Jerry!” I said with a smile. “I would be honored.”

“Good.” He laughed his tinkling bell-like giggle. “Now, enough maudlin talk; let’s join the party shall we? To be perfectly frank, this is the first time I’ve been in the company of so many delightfully gay men and I’m enjoying it immensely. Did I tell you that my younger son is gay?”
I stared at him astonished.

Much later, Lee called for everyone’s attention.
“I want to take this opportunity to say a couple of things.” He began.
“Oh God.” Jack snorted. “Is this going to be one of your interminable lectures?”
Lee glared at him but smiled.

“No. In fact it’s going to be short and sweet.” Lee said.
“Thank God for that.” Jack sighed.
“Jack and Danny; thanks for the wonderful dinner. Kevin and Derek; you’ve both been great at keeping the firm running efficiently; thank you. Malachi; if it wasn’t for your badgering, I’d still be fumbling around in the dark. And Dr. Keen: all I can say is ‘thank you’ from the bottom of my heart.”

Lee embraced each in turn, even the tiny Dr. Keen.
“Hang on Lee!” Jack said. “What about David?”
“Well I was getting to that.” Lee said and grinned evilly. “I intend to thank him by dragging him up those stairs and fucking the hell out of him so if you would all be so kind as leave as quickly as possible. I can't wait any longer.”
"Lee!" I exclaimed, aghast.

He turned to me. "Well it's true and they all know damn well that that's exactly what we'll be doing the moment they've all gone!"
Jack grabbed Danny's hand and dragged him to the door.
"Let's go now. I think that seeing them go at it once is quite enough! Cheers guys, have fun!"
And with that, they were gone.

Malachi and Dr. Keen both wished us a good-night and made for the door. As Malachi was leaving, he stopped and turned back to us.
"Sorry guys!" He said. "But I'm really curious. Jack said something about seeing you guys . . um . . you know . . going at it?"
"Right!" Lee said. "We were boffing on the stairs when they walked in!"
Malachi digested this for a minute. "Hmm!" He said. "On the stairs, huh? You guys sure lead interesting lives!"

"Oh, you have no idea!" I said.
"Right!" He said. "Well, have fun! Good-night!"
"We intend to!" Lee smirked. "Lots of hot, unbridled, uninhibited fun!"
"Um . . yeah! Right!" Malachi said, a little embarrassed and with that, he left. Dr. Jerry Keen shook our hands vigorously and made us promise to keep in touch and then he scampered out after Malachi.
Kevin turned to Derek.

“Come big boy!” He said lustily. “This party’s a bust now. Besides, I have an irresistible urge to take you down to the beach and do things to you on a rock!”
Derek blushed charmingly and laughed.
“That’s depends on who gets to the rock first.” He countered.

They wished us a good evening and left.
As the door closed behind them, Lee turned to me, grabbed me up in his arms and kissed me desperately. I could feel the hard, hot bulge in his crotch against mine.
He released me and sighed.

"Finally, alone at last." He whispered. "You'd better get your ass into that bed right now because I can't wait for you any longer. I've had a hard-on practically all evening."
“Boffing?” I said, my eyebrows raised. “I don't 'boff'!”
“Boffing, shagging, fucking, whatever!” He said. “I don't care what you call it, I need to do it right now!”
"Okay, let's go!" I said and grabbed his hand and dragged him up the stairs at a run.

We spent a good part of the night making love. We took our time, relishing each-other and he was tender and gentle. Later, spent and exhausted, we finally fell asleep clasped in each-other’s arms.
A while later, I was woken up by Lee moving under me.
"Arm's gone to sleep, lover. Sorry!" He whispered as I stirred. "I've got to move."

I rolled off him onto my back. He cuddled up against me, his head on my chest and his arm around my waist and we both fell asleep again.

*****FIFTY-THREE : THE HOUSE ON THE BEACH.

I woke up early to a fine Saturday morning and looked at his sleeping face next to mine. His arm was flung across my body and as I moved, he pulled me closer.
"Don't leave me!" He murmured in his sleep. I cuddled up to him and listened to his deep breathing.
I gently stroked his chest, relishing the feel of his soft silky body hair.

"Hmm!" He whispered as his eyes fluttered open. "Nice!"
He ran his hand down my body and cupped my genitals.
"Yumm! Even nicer!" He smiled.

I felt the hot, thickening of his dick against my thigh. I threw back the sheet that was covering us and watched his shaft pulse and rise up to its eight inch glory. The veins stood out on it and the head darkened to a wonderful purple-pink.
"Lie still!" I whispered. "I want to spoil you."

I swiveled my body and laid my head on his thigh so that I could reach his cock with my mouth. His heady, musky male scent combined with the scent if our love-making from the night invaded my nostrils. It was intoxicating. I fondled his balls with my hand as I took the length of him into my mouth. He tasted amazing. He groaned and pushed his pelvis forward slightly into my face. I licked and sucked at his cock while I rolled his balls around in the palm of my hand. I felt his hand grab at my own throbbing hardness and he started to stroke me slowly.

I licked and sucked at his balls while I stroked his shaft and he moaned again, long and low and I knew he was getting close to coming. I sucked his cock back into my mouth and felt his hand move faster on mine. Suddenly, he thrust his hips forward and cried out as he came in my mouth. The hot spurts of his semen hit the back of my throat and I swallowed quickly to keep up with the flood of it.