Bradley & Lattimore

[Kyanimal]

Glad to hear that Ricky hadn't shot the neighbor's dog. Folks like that next door shouldn't be allowed to have pets. It's a good sign that Rocko and Tank like Robby.

Now everyone knows that Vance likes Robby, too! Wasn't expecting a boy butt sex live porn show in the middle of a casual chat with the guys! Did anyone else take the opportunity to explore Robby's cave?

Interesting that Bradley is working for his dad. Does Latt know what he's walking into?

So many questions that need Anthony answers.

Write On, buddy!
Chaz

 

[flamingo]

Lattimore and Bradley could become co-workers? With daddy Douglas as their boss? Is Robby replacing Olivia as the favorite ready and willing little whore?

Who would you like to advance the hotel part of the story? Lattimore, Bradley, or Douglas? And, who of those 4 in the bedroom would you like to have pick up on that? Lattimore, Ricky, Vance, or Robby?

 

[Kyanimal]

Hotel: I'll vote for Douglas, then maybe Bradley.

Bedroom: Robby must have an interesting [STRIKE]tail[/STRIKE] tale to tell. Then, whoever else might feel like taking a crack at what they were UP to. (all puns intended)

 

[flamingo]

Douglas: I was ecstatic to get the positions of general manager and personnel director of a beautiful new hotel. I've been in the hospitality business more than 20 years, and I've worked hard to get here. With this job comes risk and responsibility. I knew I was taking a risk by hiring my son to operate the front desk and basically be the face of the hotel. He is young and inexperienced, and can be temperamental and make questionable judgements. But, Bradley is very bright and learns problem solving rather quickly. When he decided to enroll in a hotel/motel management course, I was delighted. It gave him an opportunity to put some troubles in the rear view mirror, have a fresh start to a new career, and a chance to improve our relationship together.

I had other positions to fill. I hired a highly regarded landscaping company to take care of the hotel grounds, but they were a couple of men short of their usual crew. So, I placed help wanted ads. One of the repliers was a young man with long red hair named Lattimore that I had an unfortunate meeting with along the creek. We were certainly surprised to see each other again! He had experience working at a nearby golf course, and I was impressed with him. The golf course owner and I know each other, so I gave him a call. He had high praise for Lattimore, so I decided to hire him. . .

Robby: Vance had just cummed inside me when I heard a loud thud, and looked down to see Vance on the floor. He cursed at Ricky, who had pulled him off me and tossed him off the bed. I became scared when I saw Ricky's snake tattooed arms on each side of me. He was putting his face through my hair and kissing my ears. I felt him push against my young boy hole. He asked me if I wanted it as he began to enter me. Even with Vance's juice providing lubrication, Ricky's pole was thicker and was tougher to take. As he worked his way inside me, he covered my mouth and whispered for me to relax and enjoy this spiritual moment. He would pull and push as he grabbed my hair and lifted my head up.

When I was impaled on his pole to the hilt, Lattimore's naked body was in front of me on his knees on the bed. I'd never seen him naked before, and he was beautiful. Muscular, with a luscious pink tool with a fireman's helmet head extending out from a thick orange bush. I obeyed when Ricky told me to open wide. I just hoped I wouldn't bite down when Lattimore inserted himself in my mouth. I didn't want to disappoint these studs! I was getting fucked 2 ways!

Ricky had flooded my rectum with his load with Vance's already there. I was crying as Lattimore withdrew from my hungry mouth and blasted his cream onto my tongue and nose. He used his finger to wipe tears and spunk off my face and fed it to me. He told me I was a good boy. Ricky pulled out and got off me. My stretched asshole relaxed as I had white stuff spurting out of 2 openings. Vance smacked me across the bare ass and declared that I belonged to all of them now. I was so happy to hear that. . .

Lattimore: HaHa! As I was resting on a recliner in Ricky's bedroom, I was enjoying the show. Vance, and then Ricky, was fucking the shit out of Robby. I was feeling my own power rod getting stiff and could not resist. I'd never been with a guy before, and Robby seemed like an easy experiment. To my surprise, he willingly slurped on my shaft when I got on the bed and it felt so goddamn good! I lost control and blasted my stuff on his face and mouth and fed it to him. He was whimpering like a baby and gasping. But, he seemed to like it. I know I sure did!

The next day, I went to my interview for a groundskeeper job at the new hotel. I was shocked that Bradley's dad, whose name is Douglas, is the big shot there. He remembered me from over at the creek, and I was nervous as to how this might go. But, when we began talking it went much better than I expected. He still believed that wild scheme that Olivia and I had cooked up against his son! I didn't want to say anything that would arouse suspicion. Still, when Douglas told me that he had hired Bradley to operate the front desk, I thought I was doomed. But he hired me anyway, and said that since I'd be working outside, and Bradley would be inside the front lobby, there'd be no concerns. I was stoked! The hotel was to open next week, and I was working to help make the place look presentable with a substantial upgrade in pay. Fuck, yeah!! . . .

 

[bigcannon]

Wow, Anthony. This was a power packed chapter for sure. Although somewhat shocked and emotional, Robby liked the idea of belonging to all the guys. He was accepted and he got what he liked. He got all three of their cocks, right where he wanted them. The boy is in good.

It will be interesting to see how Lattimore and Bradley interact, Lattimore outside the hotel and Bradley inside. Can they get along. You still started the story dropping the fact they end up living together, but we haven't discovered how that happened as yet, and how they get along when it does. Where does Robby fit in all of this also, since he was once the love of Bradley, although it doesn't appear they ever sealed the deal with their love for one another.

Interesting scenarios going on here. Fascinating actually. Can't wait to read more. You are terribly gifted, Anthony. Love how your mind works. Keep up the great work and lay more chapters on us, bud. BC

 

[CharmedFan28]

That was a very interesting chapter indeed! I think Lattimore and Bradley will have some interactions at the hotel no matter what Bradley's Dad says. Those sex scenes were hot! Great writing! Keep it up!

 

[bs29697]

The last 3 chapters were great Anthony. So happy Ricky didn't shoot the dog but scared it when he shot the chain never seeing the dog again. Bradley and Lattimore working at the same hotel must have given Douglas some reason to wonder how well they would work around each other.

Robby, Vance, Ricky and Lattimore all got to know each other rather well when Lattimore started working at the hotel.

Your story is getting better with each chapter you write Anthony. Please keep writing and sharing your story with us.

Brian

 

[Kyanimal]

I can certainly understand Robby being dazed after two successive (and successful) rump romps, while being fed fire crotch hose gushers. I'm preDICKting that he's gonna get much better, at milking male nuts, with all the future practice I'm sure the guys are going to be happy giving him. Olivia might end up having to hunt in different woods for different wood. HA!

Interesting set up with the hotel. Definitely looking forward to finding out how it all works out.

You're getting pretty good at typing with one hand through some of this.

HUGS!!
Chaz

 

[flamingo]

I always type with one hand, Chaz! And, have you noticed I have a thing for red heads!

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Robby: Vance and I were about to close up the store for the night when Mark came in. He bought a few things and I asked him why he had a goofy grin on his face. He wanted to know when I was going to give him his turn at me. I was embarrassed that he knew I had given myself to his friends, but I should have expected it. Mark was a tall, rugged farm stud who I'd love to give a ride on my back. I just hope I could take what he has to give me! Vance was massaging my asscheeks behind the counter while we were talking to Mark. They were poking fun at me for being scared as Vance, Ricky, and Lattimore had their way the other day with me. Mark said he needed to have me at his bunkhouse soon. I'm not sure what that means.

Mark also informed us that Olivia had just left for college at a school about 200 miles away. Mark had asked her for a "farewell fuck", but she refused him. Now, Olivia had a new stable of young men to pick from. I like Olivia. She's a nice, bright girl, and I wish her the best. But, I was happier for myself. She was my main sexual competition for the guys and now she was leaving. Awesome.

Vance told me that Lattimore got hired to work at the new hotel. I was pleased to hear that. I was stunned that Bradley's dad was the one who hired him, and that Bradley was going to be working there, too. I didn't know that they were affiliated with the hotel. I was concerned how that relationship would work. I knew what a vindictive prick Bradley could be, and I knew how strong-willed Lattimore was.

Lattimore: I was pumped about my new job. Prior to the opening, we had gotten everything outside ready to go. The place looked sharp. Douglas, and the owner, and some local politicians came out to take a tour of the grounds and they were very pleased with the work we'd done. It was really cool to be part of it. Then, it started to rain. It rained for 3 days straight before the opening, and it was forecast to be rainy for the next two. What the hell was I going to do outside? So, I decided to call Douglas and told him about my dilemma. He got back to me and said there were meeting rooms upstairs that needed furniture moved into place. So, the next morning I came and worked with some dudes on that. I felt a little out of sorts because I never set foot in such a fancy place. People like me didn't work in places like this. But, I could get used to this. I'm Lattimore. I can adjust to anything.

I was near the rear exit when it was time to leave my first shift of the hotel's first day of business. I had to take a piss, so I relieved myself at one of the shiny new urinals in the nearby restroom. . .

Bradley: I was really excited about this day. A couple of hours at school wrapped up in my hotel management studies, and then my first day of anchoring the hotel lobby on the first evening the new hotel would be receiving guests. It was a rain-soaked Monday. I was glad the hotel was opening on a Monday, likely the slowest day of the week. It gave me a chance to get comfortable and get some valuable job experience through the week as it would definitely get busier toward the weekend. And, if I had any trouble, dad's office was just down the hall. I wanted to do well, not just for me, but for him as well.

I came into the hotel early. I was working the evening shift, and I met with dad and the lady who worked the early shift. When we had gone over everything, I still had some time before my shift started. So I decided to take a walk through this splendid structure. Three stories with 230 rooms, restaurant, cocktail lounge, indoor pool, fitness center. It made me wonder if I was in over my head.

I had made my way to the back of the first floor. There were meeting rooms just above me, and I could hear some activity up there. I had to use a restroom, and I saw one near the rear exit. Before getting back and beginning my shift, I slipped into one of the stalls and closed the door. I heard someone come in to use a urinal. Then, someone else entered and I heard them speak to each other. The one voice sounded very familiar. I peeked through the crack around the stall door. He had his back to me, but I knew that voice and that long wavy red hair anywhere! LATTIMORE!!!!!!!! What was he doing here!!!!!!!! . . .

 

[bigcannon]

Oh, the plot thickens. What could possibly happen in the restroom with that 'Ginger' Lattimore? I can't begin to imagine. Can't wait for Robby's visit to the bunkhouse. I can only imagine what that entails. And how does Robby know what Mark has hanging between his legs? Could be very interesting.

So Robby was happy Olivia left town and now he had the boys all to himself. Good grief. That ass of his is definitely going to be busy, but maybe that's the way he likes it.

Great work, Anthony. Keep it coming. BC

 

[CharmedFan28]

Its going to be interesting to see how Bradley and Lattimore interact at their new job. Great writing and I look forward to the next part! This story is getting good!

 

[Kyanimal]

Wheels within wheels. Interesting vehicle you're building here. Definitely looking forward to finding out what roads you might be driving it down.

So, the boys loose a familiar hole just as a new one is opening up for them. Robby sounds excited about Mark taking him for a ride. I wonder if that's going to be another group excursion.

Latt's chatting with another dude in the guys' sandbox. Too bad his back was to his secret audience. Otherwise, Bradley could tell us if Latt was already holding his ginger snake, when the other guy walked in, or if he was gonna unpack it for his obvious observer, whoever that might be.

Um ... just curious ... When you're 'typing', tissues, paper towels, socks, undies, hand towel, waste basket ... ?

Luv ya, bud!!
Chaz

 

[bs29697]

Interesting chapter Anthony. I can't wait to find out how Bradley and Lattimore get along in the same building.

Brian

 

[flamingo]

Chaz, when I type with one hand I usually use paper towels or old worn socks to clean myself. As we all wait for the world to end, now would be a great time to catch up on a good story!

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Bradley: I waited for the 2 guys to leave the restroom. They didn't notice I was there. I heard them leave through the rear exit. I finished up and went to that back door. When I looked out I could see Lattimore standing under an awning smoking a cigarette and talking to a couple of other guys as a light rain fell. And he was wearing a hotel employee shirt just like I was! What the hell was going on? Why was he here? Wearing that shirt? I checked the time and ran back through the hotel to the front desk as my shift time was about to start. The lady I was taking over for asked me if I had gotten lost. I was breathing hard, and she said I looked like I'd just seen a ghost. I think I would have felt better if I HAD seen a ghost.

My first shift on the first night of the hotel's opening was going okay. A few guests were checking in for the night, while others were calling in ahead for reservations for a business conference that was taking place here this coming weekend. Things were going well, but I had Lattimore rolling around in my head. The thought that he could be working here somehow was driving me nuts. Dad is in charge of the hiring, and I couldn't imagine him employing someone like Lattimore here. I could have asked Dad. He was just down the hallway, but I didn't want to ask him directly, as he blamed ME for that whole made-up story when we camped out along the creek that awful time.

During a break, I checked the hotel website. I clicked onto "Staff." There were several photos of the many employees grouped by what type of positions they had. There were no names, just faces. I was there in a photo above 'Welcoming Committee'. Above 'Outdoor Caretakers' was a photo that made me gasp. Lattimore was in it! Oh, no! This can't be happening! What the hell was Dad thinking? How could he do this to me? Did he think I wouldn't somehow find out? A piece of trailer trash like Lattimore? I was getting nauseous. I finally decided to ask Dad about it. He sent a chill through me when he pounded his fist down on his desk and angrily told me it was none of my concern and to focus on my job and not worry about "other staff members."

I got through that first night somehow. I couldn't get my mind off that red-headed rat! This couldn't be real. This wasn't just another staff member. This was Lattimore. An enemy who made my school life miserable, and now he was my co-worker? No way, Jose! I had to make a stand. I needed to protect the integrity of the hotel. I had to protect Dad from himself. I could not let this lowlife Lattimore ruin anything!

I needed a plan, and I needed help. It was getting late, but I could not wait. I decided to make a phone call . . .

 

[bigcannon]

Wow, Lattimore really got Bradley all riled up. He can't think or see straight. He couldn't just let it go and let the chips fall where they may? Maybe the two might actually be friends over time and get over their petty high school crap. Robby got over it and is having all kind of fun, now that Olivia went back to school. He became a cum deposit for all the 'bad' boys and is loving it. Bradley needs to chill and see if that gets him any fun. Obviously, he's thinking 'get even' at the moment. That might start all kinds of crap and possibly cause his father to fire him. He needs to chill.

Great continuation of this story, Anthony. You are quite talented. Keep up the great work. We all love reading it. BC

 

[CharmedFan28]

Sounds like Bradley and Lattimore are headed for a fight! It will be interesting to see how whether they can learn to get on or not. Great writing! I am excited to read more!

 

[Kyanimal]

Well ... I have to admit I didn't see that turn in the road comin'. I almost drove off into the trees like Bradley did. He really is a self centered little bitch, isn't he? And, to think I was initially feeling sorry for him.

You're pulling our strings almost as well as you pull your pud!

(Sorry! Couldn't help myself! That was just too easy to pass up. I'm such a warped old perv. )

Please keep typin'! (Often!)
Chaz

 

[flamingo]

Robby: Vance was telling me about the fun the guys have had at Mark's bunkhouse. He described it as a long white concrete building that was formerly used as barracks for farmhands to sleep in. Mark has turned half of it into a man cave for himself. Mark invited me to visit him there. I was anxious to go, so I hopped onto my motorbike and rode the short distance. Vance couldn't join me, but he did phone ahead to let Mark know I'd be there shortly.

I cautiously went inside and saw Mark and Ricky sitting at a table with a bottle of whiskey and boxes of pizza between them. They waved me over and offered me a slice of pepperoni. I sat down and listened to them talk to each other. They grew up together. Mark's farm raised beef cattle and hogs, and Ricky's butcher shop bought the animals for slaughter. So, they're linked together as friends and as family business partners. I was inquisitive about those things and they treated me like I wasn't intruding. We chatted for awhile, stuffed ourselves with pizza as we played a few hands of cards. Ricky even got me to have a couple glasses of Jim Beam mixed with Coke. That was my first taste of alcohol, and I thought it had gone down sweet.

My belly was full of pizza, my head full of whiskey, and Mark stood up and pushed his pants down. He had a lube tube in his hand and started smearing his hose. He told me this was all mine! It was beautiful, and big. Everything about Mark was big! He walked behind me and ordered me to stand up and drop my drawers. He pushed me forward so that I had to put my hands on the table. He put a slippery finger up my hole and probed me all around. I was nervous, and told Mark I didn't think I could take him. He threw me down onto the rug and sneered, "Isn't that why you wanted to be here tonight?" I didn't say anything, but yes, it was true. I wanted to see what Mark was packing. His cock was thicker than the other guys with a gorgeous flared head.

Ricky had stripped to nothing and was sitting on the rug in front of me, his cock in one hand and a blunt in the other. I was on my stomach as Mark was on my back and began to push himself into me. This was going to be tough. Ricky put the blunt into my mouth and told me to take a drag and hold it. As I started coughing smoke, Mark was working me hard. Mark's thighs were smacking against my asscheeks. I could hear him gasping while he covered my mouth. I couldn't breathe, and tears were spurting out of my eyes. Ricky mercifully told Mark to stop. Mark said, "Fuck boy, you aren't ready for prime time, are you?" I was sad. I felt I had let Mark down. I could smell the sweat and livestock on his body. A masculine stallion I wanted to make happy. I want to make these guys forget about Olivia.

I managed to stand up, but Ricky grabbed me around my legs and pulled me back to the rug on my back. He took my shoes and pants off, while Mark stripped off my shirt. Mark got on his knees beside me, while Ricky straddled me over my chest. They were stroking their cocks at the same time. They grinned when I told them I wanted all they had. Mark told me to open my mouth and hold out my tongue. I did. I wanted every drop of seed they had. Ricky's arm was pumping so fast his cobra tattoo looked as if it was coming to life! At about the same time, Mark was cumming onto my tongue, while Ricky was spunking in my mouth, on my face and neck. I was loving it! I had brought these 2 badass boys sexual gratification. I want Mark, Ricky, Lattimore, and Vance to consider me to be their property. Ricky leaned down and gave me a luscious yummy-cummy kiss. To get a kiss from Ricky was awesome. This was a dude I was scared to be near not long ago.

Ricky and Mark got dressed and stepped outside. I could hear them giggle and gab to each other. My ass was a little uncomfortable, but I just stayed on the rug in nothing but my socks, still swallowing the goo from my 2 men. I will be what they want me to be! No questions asked!

A few minutes later, my phone rang. I fished it out my pants. It was Bradley . . .

 

[bigcannon]

Wow, another interesting chapter where we learn a little more. Poor Robby is becoming a submissive little whore and loving every second of it. He was disappointed he couldn't handle Mark as of yet, but I have a feeling he'll get there one way or another. I suppose the phone call Robby got from Bradley somehow involves Bradley soliciting Robby's help to take out Lattimore somehow. Question is, does Robby even want to help Bradley anymore. If Robby offers to help, it might backfire on Bradley who is determined to be a little prick for some reason. Bradley should offer himself to all the guys and see if he can't win them over that way, other than being adversarial.

Great addition, Anthony. Loving this. BC

 

[CharmedFan28]

Sounds like Robby is having some fun. I wonder what Bradley wants with him? Great writing and I look forward to more!