Jessie's Girls (Epilogue)

[arpeejay]

By Richard Jasper

Prologue: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=16537

Part 1: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=16545

Part 2: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=16547

Part 3: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=16578

Part 4: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=16584

Part 5: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=16587

The sex was long and slow and good. Frank and Henry lay on either side of Jessie and took turns licking and sucking every each of his hot body. Theirs were talented tongues, Jessie decided.

They had to show him how to fuck a guy but, unsurprisingly, he was a fast learner. He had Henry first, then Frank, then watched the two of them go at it.

And then...

"I love you guys," he said, finally.

"We know," Henry said.

"We love you, too," Frank added.

"And we can tell you're not really into it."

Jessie looked at them in surprise.

"Didn't I just...?"

They laughed and sighed and pinched his nipples.

"You liked it," Frank said.

"And you liked watching us," Henry pointed out.

"But who were you thinking of it when you were doing the poking?"

Jessie looked from one to the other.

"I was thinking of me," he said, finally. "Actually, I was thinking of me AS you, as both of you, or either of you."

They nodded...

"Doing what?"

"Fucking, of course."

"Fucking who?"

Oh, Jessie thought.

"Sally," he said. "Or Natalya. Hell, even Sylvia or Jennifer."

Frank nodded. Henry ran his finger along Jessie's handsome jaw.

"You're both so fucking hot," Jessie said.

They sighed.

"Who would have though it, huh?" Frank asked.

Whack was Henry's response.

"And yet..."

Jessie let out a breath.

"And yet, well, yeah," he agreed. "I was thinking about doing girls the whole time. Me doing girls, you doing girls, me as you and you as girls."

Frank groped Jessie's crotch, Henry nibbled Jessie's nipple.

"I'm sorry..."

Henry turned Jessie's face toward his own.

"Don't ever be."

Frank squeezed Jessie's neck.

"We love you for who -- and what -- you are. You don't need to be something else for us."

It was the only time.

Fifteen years later...

Jessie's NFL career was spectacularly successful. Frank's career as a pro bodybuilder was somewhat less so, mostly because he never did anything to hide his relationship with Henry. It didn't really help that Henry was just as big, which intimidated all the other competitors and made them jealous at the same time -- "why isn't HE competing?" tended to be the chief complaint.

"They're here," Frank called out to Henry, who was setting the table. Jessie, Sally, and the twins, Hal and Francis, were clambering out of the forest green Range Rover.

"He looks really good," Henry said, looking over Frank's shoulder.

"She keeps him in great shape," Frank agreed.

"Uncle Frank!"

"Uncle Henry"

The boys rushed the two freakishly huge bodybuilder and started climbing on them like a couple of jungle gyms.

"Boys, boys," Jessie said. "Don't wear 'em out before we even have lunch!"

Frank laughed, catching Hal while tossing Francis towards Henry.

"Hey," Frank said. "Just because YOU can't keep up with these two!"

"Jessie's girls, Jessie's girls," Francis cried out while he was wrapped around Henry's neck, pulling on his ears.

"We wish, we wish that you were Jessie's girls!" Hal sang along.

The two musclemen rolled their eyes.

"Who taught you THAT song?" they asked, in unison.

"Grampa Bill and Grampa Bob, of course!" they replied. Bill and Bob were respectively Frank and Henry's dads.

"What can I say?" Sally asked.

Jessie shook his head.

"You know how it goes on Magnolia Terrace," he pointed out.

The two men crushed him in their embrace.

"It's cool, dude," Henry said. "We've always been Jessie's girls."

Frank nodded.

"And we always will be."

END

[Padraig]

Thanks, Richard - it was a wonderful story. As one who has dedicated a good portion of this year thinking about and writing about the songs of 1981, I am thrilled to know that someone else remembers that era.

[arpeejay]

Next up:

A little ditty about Jack and Dianne,
two American kids doing the best that they can.

Well, no, not really: Maybe Jack and Dean? :-)

xoxo

Richard