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  "Wow. Religion sure does some fucked up shit to people, doesn't it? I'm glad Mark's family has been kind. After I got out of college, I decided to live the life I wanted and do what I needed for my own happiness. I've been in and out of two longer-term relationships with men that I learned a lot from, both about myself, and about other people. When the second one ended, a few years back, is when I started my naked fishing adventures. And now, here you are Aaron Green, standing in my kitchen, having me acting like a giddy school girl, wanting to have a relationship with a married man," Gus said as he smiled, and leaned across the island to steal another kiss from Aaron.

  "Aww, you like me back," Aaron replied, "I'm glad to hear that, sexy man. You know my circumstances, so what does this look like to you?"

  "I've been thinking about it, too much probably," Gus responded, "And today at work it hit me. It looks just like this, like you and me spending time together, getting to know each other, having hot hairy man sex, going fishing, and seeing how things continue to proceed. I enjoyed meeting Mark, and would like to continue spending time with the both of you, understanding y'alls routine, and being with you with Mark to make sure I get a sense of how he's responding to all of this as well. If last night is any indication, he doesn't seem to have any anger toward me, and that's a good thing. I can't get you out of my head, no matter how much I try, and I'm just going to accept that. I want to be around you, to learn about you, to eat your cooking and your ass, both, as often as possible," Gus chuckled.

  "That sounds like a plan to me," Aaron responded, undoing his belt and pulling his pants down. His furry ass plopped out of his jeans and he smacked it a couple times jokingly and rested his elbows on the island. Gus walked over behind Aaron and grabbed two large handfuls of Aaron's butt, squeezing and caressing him. Aaron sighed as Gus played with him and said, "If you want any of that you better get to it Gus Wolfe, I can't vouch for myself after Chinese takeout," Aaron laughed.

  Gus dropped to his knees and spread Aaron's ass cheeks apart, and began repeating some of the techniques that had been used on him the night prior. He was glad that Aaron enjoyed eating ass as much as he did, it truly was one of his favorite things. Gus ate Aaron's hole for ten minutes, until the ring of the doorbell interrupted them. Aaron stood there, pants around his ankles, and watched Gus wipe off his face and beard as he made his way to the front door. Gus reached down the front of his jeans and pulled his cock up behind his belt to hide his bulge from the delivery driver. Aaron was still standing naked, hard on fully erect, when Gus walked back into the kitchen with the paper bag full of food. Gus set the food on the counter and made his way back to Aaron's sweet hole, "I'm not quite ready for you to eat yet, Marine, give me a couple more minutes."

  "By all means," Aaron replied, and resumed his accepting position. Gus tongued him some more, and used his bushy beard to tease Aaron's ass hairs and the back side of his ball sack. Gus inserted one finger into Aaron, and after a few probes, a second. Aaron was moaning softly in delight as Gus rose to his feet behind him and undid his belt and jeans, still working Aaron's prostate with one hand. Aaron felt Gus' fingers escape and the tip of Gus' throbbing manhood replace them between his cheeks. Gus spit on his cock right where it connected with Aaron's beautiful asshole and pushed carefully into him. Aaron moaned loudly, "Yeah buddy, fuck me good," Aaron said loudly, looking up to notice that all the windows in the house were wide open. He didn't care, and Gus' didn't seem to mind either.

  Gus proceeded slowly, making certain he'd cause Aaron no pain, and that he'd enjoy his time inside of his Marine. Aaron's ass encased Gus' dick perfectly, offering a softness and warmth that felt like home. Gus picked up the pace and within a couple minutes he was pounding Aaron over the side of his butcher block island. Aaron's dick was dripping lines of sticky pre-cum down onto Gus' wood floor, and his deep voice grunted moans of passion each time Gus bottomed out inside of him. Gus backed off his deep pounding to stave off orgasm, and popped out of Aaron. "Why don't you hop on up there, Marine, I'll join you," Gus encouraged.

  Aaron quickly kicked off his shoes and stripped away the rest of the clothing he was wearing, Gus did the same, and joined Aaron on top of his island re-inserting himself in him missionary style as their lips met. From afar the two men appeared as if they were up on a sex pedestal between two rooms, embraced in a deep passionate grasp of each others making. Connected mouths, inside of each other in more ways than one, and writhing in passion. Their grunts and groans could be heard well out into the neighborhood. It wasn't just passion or lust, though there was plenty of both to be sure. Their fall was complete. "Aaron, I think I love you," Gus uttered.

  "I think I love you too, Gus," Aaron responded, clenching his ass tightly around Gus' dick as he spoke. Their mouths reconnected and their probing tongues reached as forcefully into one another's mouths as they could, and Gus pumped a load deep into Aaron. Simultaneously Aaron's dick spit streams of cum between them as the moans and grunts reached their peak for all passers by to hear.

  "God I love the way you feel inside me fisherman, it's perfect, you hit my prostate with such precision," Aaron sighed.

  "Feels just as good to me, Aaron, as I'm sure you can tell from all my cum you're now carrying," Gus replied, "I'd love for you to keep that load in you the rest of the night if you can."

  "No promises," Gus said chuckling, pointing to the Chinese food beside them, "But I'll give it a go."

  The two men got off the butcher block island and Gus used his t-shirt to wipe the cum out of Aaron's chest and belly hair, raising it to his nose for a long sniff afterward. "Essence of Aaron," he cracked.

  Aaron laughed and the two men prepared plates, deciding without discussion that neither of them needed clothes for dinner, or anything that may happen after. They made their way to the couch to eat, and talk, and the subject of the party the coming weekend arose.

  "So, this cul-du-sac thing we're going to on Saturday, what should I be expecting?" Aaron asked.

  "Not fully certain, but it will likely just be as boring as it sounds. We'll have a few beers, some food, meet some suburbanites. Jake and Bill could have something in mind, but they haven't said anything about it if so," Gus responded.

  Gus grabbed his phone and pulled up pictures of Jake and Bill to show to Aaron. As Gus had known, Aaron thought Bill was a hunk as well. "Damn, he's a nice side of beef isn't he," Aaron said.

  "Yep, he is, and you should see the meat he carries. It's the thickest dick I've ever seen, I had some trouble getting it into my mouth," Gus said, looking at Aaron for a response, "His beefy ass is a site to behold as well."

  "So what if they do have something in mind? Do you want me to be a part of it, or should I keep mingling with the housewives?" Aaron asked.

  "If they do, and you're up for it, I'd say we're a package deal, no me without you," Gus replied. "Do you want to get into anything like that?"

  "I don't see what it could hurt, we're taking this as it comes right? Why would I want to put the brakes on anything I haven't even experienced yet. Plus, I can't take the naked fisherman out of his happy place by starting to put parameters on what he can and can't do," Aaron grinned.

  "Both of those guys are married with children, and I know neither of them has plans of being anything other than who they are. They just like a little man sex from time to time it seems. I don't have feelings for them the way I do for you, hell, I don't have feelings for anyone the way I do for you, would it make you jealous you think, to see me pleasuring or being pleasured by another guy?" Gus asked.

  "I don't know, I haven't yet experienced it, but when I do, I'll let you know exactly how it makes me feel, Gus. It makes me kind of excited, actually, the way your story about the man piles at the beach did. I think we could get into a lot of trouble together," Aaron smiled.

  "You're probably right. Just to be clear though, I have no intention of bottoming, for anyone but you, Aaron, you feel too right, and the way treat my ass has no equal. I won't be upset with
whatever you'd like to get into either, and, like you, I'll tell you exactly how it makes me feel if and when we do cross that bridge with other people. Look at us preparing for a sexual encounter when we're likely walking into nothing more than shitty hot dogs, and some canned beans in a cul-du-sac. Haha." Gus smiled.

  The two men finished dinner and kept talking, entangled with one another on the couch. They planned get up early on Saturday and make a run to one of Aaron's favorite local spots along the river to try for some bass. While Aaron wasn't sure if they could be naked while they fished, he thought there was a chance and they'd have to see if anyone else was around when they got there. Gus was happy and comfortable. The hours flew by and before they knew, it was midnight. "I haven't slept much since I met you, Marine, I gotta get some shut eye, come to bed with me." Gus suggested.

  Aaron stood up with Gus and took his hand, allowing himself to be led upstairs to the naked fisherman's bedroom. Gus had an extra toothbrush he gave to Aaron, and after brushing and a piss, the two men crawled under the fresh sheets and found their embrace once more. Within a few minutes both men were snoring.

  Gus woke up early and readied himself for work, letting Aaron sleep. Aaron was on his side with his scars, tattoo and four toes exposed, a body pillow between his legs. His skin had a softness and warmth to it that were visible to Gus as he made his way in and out of his bedroom preparing for work. Aaron snored softly, it was calming to Gus, almost like the purr of a complacent cat. Gus liked everything about this man. His agreeable nature, his ruggedness, his caretaker instincts, his openness, his honesty, his drool inducing body, his soft fur, his piercing blue eyes, and his captivating smile. Gus couldn't help but putter around with a hard on all morning, just knowing this sexy Marine was in his bed. He wanted to get into the office early so he could use his Friday afternoon to get some gear readied up for he and Aaron's weekend. He leaned over the bed and kissed Aaron softly on the forehead, not waking him, and left for work, placing a note on the butcher block the two had made love on the evening before. It read:

  "Good morning Marine,

  You looked so peaceful and handsome sleeping in my bed that I didn't want to wake you. Please make yourself at home and be here as long as you want. There are some eggs in the fridge and the pot of coffee is still on, cups are in the cabinet above it. When you leave, just lock the handle on the front door from the inside on your way out. I'm at work, and should be off by the early afternoon. Feel free to shoot me a text or give me a call over the lunch hour. I'll see you soon.

  xo,

  Gus"

  About an hour later Aaron stirred, he rolled over and there was no Gus, causing him to sit up abruptly and look around. "Gus, where are you?" Aaron said loudly. No response. Feeling a bit awkward being in Gus' place for the first time and not knowing where he was Aaron grabbed Gus' robe out of the bathroom and covered himself as he made his way downstairs still calling for his fisherman. When get into the kitchen he noticed Gus' note which was sitting next to his cell phone on the butcher block. Aaron smiled, happy that Gus had felt so comfortable with him that he didn't wake him before he left, but also partly wishing that he had woken him. Aaron made himself a cup of coffee and sat on Gus' couch with his phone. Gus had left Aaron's pile of clothes, ripped off in their passionate embrace last night, folded on the side of the couch. Aaron sipped his coffee and turned on his phone to a barrage of messages. One from Gus saying good morning and seeing if he was awake, and three from Mark's family, one from his mom, and two from his sister.

  Aaron opened the messages from Mark's sister.

  "OMG Aaron, Mark spoke today, you have to see this."

  The next message was a video message of Mark, sitting on the back porch of his family's farm, smiling. "Mark say hi to Aaron, I have you on video, come on, we know you can do it." Mark looked into the camera, and as clear as the day said, "Hi Aaron," and then looked back out over the field.

  "Holy shit," Aaron thought, "He can talk, holy shit." To Aaron it was overwhelming to hear Mark's voice again, for the first time in three years. He didn't know what to do, how to respond, what to say back. He was in shock. It sounded like the Mark he knew, his mind filled with too many thoughts and questions to process and he set his phone down and stood up. He grabbed another cup of coffee from Gus' pot and paced around his living room.

  He picked up his phone and texted Mark's sister back.

  "Holy Shit Callie, that's amazing, that's the first time I've heard his voice in three years. Is he talking a lot, does he know what's going on around him, is he having conversations?"

  Aaron's phone rang shortly after, it was Mark's sister. He answered,

  "Hello"

  "Hey Aaron, good morning."

  "Mark? Is that you?"

  "Yep. It's me. You must have a million questions."

  "I do, it's so good to hear your voice. Could you talk this whole time?"

  "Physically, I guess the answer is yes, I could, but mentally and emotionally, no, not until yesterday. I know that probably sounds insane."

  "What happened yesterday to flip the switch?" Aaron asked still in shock that he was having a conversation with his husband for the first time since the attack that took most of his limbs, and left him inches from death. His mind filled with so many things. He'd told Mark everything, and Mark had understood. He'd poured his heart out to him so many times over the last three years. Brutal honesty, anger, depression, anxiety, fear, Mark had heard it all. On top of that, he was sitting naked in Gus' house, talking to Mark. Aaron's entire world was spinning.

  "I just wasn't ready to communicate, Aaron, I'm sorry."

  "Weren't ready to communicate? I don't understand. You know I'd do anything in the world for you, Mark."

  "I know, and that's part of why I couldn't say anything," Mark responded.

  "That makes no sense to me. I'm sorry, this is really overwhelming. I'm so glad to hear your voice again, Mark."

  "I'll put it this way, Aaron, I saw you happy for the first time, in many years on Wednesday night, when Gus came over. I know that you've met someone special, I like him too. I could tell by the way you talked about the fishing trip you took with him. I know that you love me, and that you'll never abandon me. I want happiness for you in all that it entails. And there are certain things I'm physically unable to do any longer. When I had seen with my own eyes that you'd finally opened yourself up to someone else, it made it easier for me to come to the decision to start communicating. I know that probably doesn't make any sense." Mark responded.

  "No, it doesn't Mark, but it doesn't matter. We can talk about it now, which makes me so happy. So you hadn't forgotten who I was, forgotten that we were married, forgotten about who we were before the attack?" Aaron asked.

  "I did lose a lot of memories, I won't lie, but you helped me rebuild them, and remember them through talking to me about them. I did and do remember you, Aaron, and could not be more grateful and thankful for the commitment and love you've shown me without question through so many difficult things." Mark stated.

  Aaron was in tears, trying to hold it together in Gus' living room. What the fuck was he going to to do now, did this change anything with him and Gus? It surely changed things with him and Mark, but how would it manifest?

  "I can get out to the farm today, to see you, it's only a couple hours away." Aaron said.

  "I'll see you on Sunday, Aaron, it's no worry, really. I'm here with all my family and have plenty of catching up to do with a whole reunion full of people. Stay in town, be with Gus, and I'll see you in a couple days," Mark replied.

  "Really? Are you sure?"

  "I'm certain. I love you Aaron, and I always will, and I'll see you on Sunday. Tell Gus that I said hello and that I look forward to talking to him next week," Mark chuckled.

  "Okay, Mark, I'll look forward to seeing you on Sunday, then. I love you."

  "I love you too, Aaron."

  Aaron hung up the phone. He felt so many things he couldn't express. Wi
th tears running down his face he let out a loud scream, then texted Gus.

  "Hey handsome, thank you for your sweet note. I'm about to head out from your place and head home. Call me when you go on lunch, have something to tell you. xo"

  Gus received Aaron's text and smiled, he was glad that Aaron had rested well in his bed, and in his home. Gus' day was carrying along normally, and he was ahead of schedule with most of his work, he might event be able to take the afternoon off and head out at lunch time.