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harry113
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Re: What Friendship Is All About
Great, Kevin.
Thank you for a very touching story
Peace & Love
Harry
Great, Kevin.
Thank you for a very touching story
Peace & Love
Harry
Trumpeters Who Can Blow More Than Trumpets
Trumpeters Who Can Blow More Than Trumpets
By Kevin - unoponcho
A number of years ago a tradition began at a well-known university in the Midwest. During the Christmas season the music department, university union, and university food service sponsored a musical that they called Madrigal Dinners.
The tradition of Madrigal music and singers can be traced back to the 13th and 14th centuries. It became very popular in the late 16th and early 17th centuries. At one time or another Madrigal music was popular in Italy, England, and France. Madrigal singers often sung a cappella or accompanied by harps, flutes, or other musical instruments of that time period. Madrigal singers and music were a forerunner to opera.
Archie was the Director of the university union and was director of the Madrigal Dinners. He was responsible for the production of the event, which involved things like decoration, staging, sound system, lighting, costumes, publicity, and sale of tickets, as well as coordinating the efforts of the food service and the music department. The music department provided the music, the singers, and performers.
The Madrigal Dinners began the first Monday in December and ran for twelve performances. The dinners became so popular that it became necessary to limit the audience to five hundred per night. Strangely the event was not very popular with the students, but was extremely well received by the university faculty-staff and spouses, as well as the local citizens of the community. Almost every year the Governor of the state and his guest would attend, as well as the Mayor and many other dignitaries. One year the Vice-President of the U.S. attended.
The Madrigal singers themselves were selected from the best vocalists on campus and university community. Other talents that were invited to participate were also of the highest caliber. The food service hired the best looking male students that were available as waiters.
The Madrigal Dinners were held in a huge ballroom. On one wall of the ballroom was a platform with a long banquet head table where the fifteen to twenty Madrigal singers sat during dinner. After dinner they performed. The audience was seated around fifty round tables sitting ten each. The staging and decorations created the atmosphere of a 16th or 17th century castle. There were family crests and coats of arms on flags hanging from the ceiling throughout the ballroom and from the backdrop to the head table, along with stage sets that were custom designed.
The singers, performers, and waiters were dressed in period costumes from the 16th and 17th centuries. Some of the audience often chose to wear costumes as well. It did not go unnoticed, Archie being no exception, that most of the pants worn by the men were designed in a manner to draw attention or exhibit the large pouch that contained the male genitalia.
The script was virtually the same each night during a particular season except that the Master of Ceremonies took liberties to recognize various special individuals who were in the audience. The atmosphere was that the performers and audience were all participating in a Christmas celebratory feast.
After the audience was seated at their tables the performance began with three costumed trumpeters using their long brass trumpets to announce the entrance of the Madrigal singers who took their seats at the head table. A short time later the trumpeters sounded the announcement of two waiters serving as litter bearers who were carried a litter on their shoulders with a large baked boar’s head sporting an apple in its mouth, followed by all of the other waiters who were carrying food on trays on their shoulders for the guests and the singers at the head table. After everyone had finished their entrée, the trumpeters bugled the announcement of the two litter bearers who came in carrying a large bowl of wassail, which was a spiced punch drink, followed by the other waiters bringing in some type of English pudding for dessert.
Later the trumpeters sounded the announcement of the beginning of the performance. At times there would be a soloist singing and at other times there might be up to four or five singing together. Very few times did the entire singing group sing at the same time. Sometimes the vocalist would stroll through the audience while singing. The program also included jugglers and other talent that was prevalent during the 16th or 17th centuries.
When the performance was over the trumpeters sounded off for the final time announcing the exit of the Madrigal singers and performers. This was most always celebrated with a standing ovation from the audience.
* * * * * * *
This was the third year that Archie had served as director of the Madrigal Dinners. He had always had an appreciation for music.
He had an admiration for both the vocalist and the instrumentalist. He had a special fascination listening to the harpist. He also admired the way that the trumpeters could play their long trumpets. With no valves to manipulate on the replicas of ancient trumpets, the trumpeter would control the note produced by changing his embouchure, squeezing his lips tightly together to produce a high note, or slackening his lips for a deeper tone. It took many hours of practice for the trumpeters to master playing the instrument.
The eleventh performance was coming to a conclusion and up until that time every thing had gone off without any hitch. Archie was making his usual rounds checking to see that everything was okay.
Mike, Charles and Ron were the trumpeters. After each of their performances they went behind a curtain where there was a small space between the curtain and the wall. They would wait there until their next performance in the program. Archie was standing near the curtain and heard very suspicious noises that the trumpeters were making that could barely be heard in the auditorium. Archie recognized these noises and knew that the trumpeters were having sex behind the curtain.
At first he did not want to let them know that he knew what they were doing. When it got close to the time that they were to reappear and sound their trumpets announcing the closing of the performance he felt that he had no alternative than to go behind the curtain and break up their sexual escapades so they would be ready to perform. Archie found the three of them with their pants down giving head to each other. The three of them were very embarrassed by being caught. Archie only smiled at them and called their attention that it was almost time for their appearance to perform and left. Mike, Charles and Ron came out on cue for their final performance for the night, but it was obvious to Archie that each of them were still sporting a semi-erection.
Before the twelfth and final performance of the season began Mike, Charles and Ron came to Archie and apologized and expressed that they were embarrassed and sorry for what they had done the night before. Archie accepted their apology and surprised the three of them by telling them that if they planned on doing it again during tonight’s performance to keep the noise down and to listen for their cues.
For a man in Archie’s position being an administrator on a university campus he had no alternative other that stay as far back in the closet as he possibly could get. If there were any inkling that he was gay he would be fired and his career would be over. His only sexual outlet was masturbation and gratifying himself the best way that he could. However, he did have gay friends in surrounding towns that he could trust and as often as possible visited and had sex with them.
As usual for all performances the twelfth night ended with a standing ovation. Everyone was wishing each other a Merry Christmas and being very jubilant and excited that every thing had gone perfectly. The crowd slowly dispersed. Mike, Charles, and Ron along with several other of the performers approached Archie and invited him to go to a local bar to celebrate. Archie was tired but so tense and relieved that the Madrigal Dinners had again been successful that he knew that he would not be able to sleep when he got home. He reluctantly agrees to go with the group to the bar.
It was near mid-night and being a Saturday the bar was packed, especially after the Madrigal group arrived. Charles asked Archie what he would like to drink. Archie was not accustomed to drinking alcohol and did not know one mixed drink from the other. He did not wont to show is ignorance and told Charles that he would drink what ever he was drinking.
When Charles returned with the drinks Archie had no idea what he was drinking but he liked the taste and soon had finished it off when another kind of mixed drink that someone had bought was set down in front of him. The jukebox was blaring and with everyone talking the noise was horrendous. They had not been there very long when Mike, Charles and Ron used their trumpets and got everyone’s attention. Charles asked the crowd if they would like to hear Lee and Albert sing. Most of the people in the bar were reluctant not knowing what to expect but they agreed. The bar tender turned off the jukebox and Lee who was a tenor and Albert a baritone began singing a cappella. The moment they started to sing you could have heard a pin drop. When they finished there were screams of Bravo, whistling and a standing ovation. Albert then sung a solo follow by Lee singing. They performed for twenty or thirty minutes until they decided that they needed to go home even though the people in the bar wanted to hear more.
By one thirty the bar began to clear out. Archie had no idea how many drinks that he had consumed that different people had bought him. He was diffidently feeling the effect of the alcohol but was not drunk. However, he began drinking coffee and knew that he was not in any condition to drive home.
During the evening while in the bar Mike, Charles and Ron all had been very friendly to Archie. At one time or another each of them had touched him in a friendly manner, but Archie being six years older than any of the three cute, tall, slender, beautiful, young men, he did not interpreted their actions as coming on to him. Ron had even stood behind him and massaged his neck a shoulders.
When Archie decided that it was time for him to go home Ron informed Archie that he should not drive and since he had not had anything stronger than a coke that he would drive Archie’s car and take him home and Mike and Charles could follow them and pick him up. Archie was being unsteady and unsure of himself agreed to accept Ron’s offer.
They did not have far to drive to get to Archie’s home. On the way Ron told Archie that after the Christmas holidays were over, and taking their finals that he, Charles, and Mike would be graduating. Ron revealed to him what each of them was going to do after graduation. Ron was going to be an assistant band director at a high school in a near by city.
Once they got to Archie’s home Ron insisted to walk with him to the front door. Ron had the key ring with keys to the car, which also included the key to Archie’s house. Ron unlocked and opened the front door. Archie all of a sudden was aware that Charles and Mike were behind them. Charles grabbed one of Archie’s arms and Ron took the other. As they guided Archie inside Charles informed him that the three of them were going to put him to bed.
When they got into the bedroom the three of them stripped Archie naked and got him onto his bed. Ron then stripped off and informed Archie that he was going to finish the massage that he had started while at the bar. Archie was so overwhelm that he did not know what to say or do. In no time he had a full erection and between him being sexually aroused and still under the influence of alcohol he soon didn’t give a damn. Charles and Mike also stripped off and joined Ron and Archie on the bed and began to assist Ron in giving Archie his massage. With six hands rubbing over his body was causing Archie unbelievable pleasure that he had never experienced in his life.
Three kissing lips and licking tongues that eventually made their rounds hitting everything but his stiff erection and balls soon joined the roaming busy hands. It was not very long before they too were not being neglected. Each of them took turns in sucking and deep throating Archie’s cock while one of them was licking and sucking his balls and rimming his asshole and the other one was licking his arm pits and his nipples. Archie was in such a state that he could not decide what or who was causing him the most pleasure. He had reach heights of lust and ecstasy that he had never experienced. It was as if three beautiful male angles were giving him multi-pleasures that he never dreamed possible. He soon realized that one of their cocks was within reach and he began sucking on it. With in time they kept trading places and Archie had been given the opportunity and pleasure of sucking and deep throating each of their cocks.
As things progressed Charles was fucking Archie while Ron was sucking his cock and Mike was receiving a blowjob from Archie. They traded places several more times before Archie shot off his load while Charles was deep throating him and Mike was fucking him in his ass. Ron had his cock down Archie’s throat fucking his face when he began shooting off shortly after Archie had lost his load. Charles moved so he was kneeling down beside Archie and was jacking and brought himself to a climax spraying his jizz onto Archie’s chest. Mike had pulled out of Archie’s ass and after a couple of yanks on his manhood he too deposited his jizz with Charles’s cum on Archie’s chest.
Archie’s mind was in such a state that he was not even aware of Charles, Mike and Ron getting dressed and leaving. He fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up until almost noon on Sunday. When he woke up he believed that the whole episode had been a wonderful dream. It was not until he got up and saw the used condoms and dried cum on his chest, stomach and bed sheets that he came to the realization that it had actually happened.
Monday morning when he got to his office he found a note that had been pushed under his door.
The note read:
“Thanks for being so nice to us. We hope that you enjoyed Saturday night as much as we did.
Have a Merry Christmas.
Mike, Charles, and Ron”
The End.
Kevin
unoponcho
Trumpeters Who Can Blow More Than Trumpets
By Kevin - unoponcho
A number of years ago a tradition began at a well-known university in the Midwest. During the Christmas season the music department, university union, and university food service sponsored a musical that they called Madrigal Dinners.
The tradition of Madrigal music and singers can be traced back to the 13th and 14th centuries. It became very popular in the late 16th and early 17th centuries. At one time or another Madrigal music was popular in Italy, England, and France. Madrigal singers often sung a cappella or accompanied by harps, flutes, or other musical instruments of that time period. Madrigal singers and music were a forerunner to opera.
Archie was the Director of the university union and was director of the Madrigal Dinners. He was responsible for the production of the event, which involved things like decoration, staging, sound system, lighting, costumes, publicity, and sale of tickets, as well as coordinating the efforts of the food service and the music department. The music department provided the music, the singers, and performers.
The Madrigal Dinners began the first Monday in December and ran for twelve performances. The dinners became so popular that it became necessary to limit the audience to five hundred per night. Strangely the event was not very popular with the students, but was extremely well received by the university faculty-staff and spouses, as well as the local citizens of the community. Almost every year the Governor of the state and his guest would attend, as well as the Mayor and many other dignitaries. One year the Vice-President of the U.S. attended.
The Madrigal singers themselves were selected from the best vocalists on campus and university community. Other talents that were invited to participate were also of the highest caliber. The food service hired the best looking male students that were available as waiters.
The Madrigal Dinners were held in a huge ballroom. On one wall of the ballroom was a platform with a long banquet head table where the fifteen to twenty Madrigal singers sat during dinner. After dinner they performed. The audience was seated around fifty round tables sitting ten each. The staging and decorations created the atmosphere of a 16th or 17th century castle. There were family crests and coats of arms on flags hanging from the ceiling throughout the ballroom and from the backdrop to the head table, along with stage sets that were custom designed.
The singers, performers, and waiters were dressed in period costumes from the 16th and 17th centuries. Some of the audience often chose to wear costumes as well. It did not go unnoticed, Archie being no exception, that most of the pants worn by the men were designed in a manner to draw attention or exhibit the large pouch that contained the male genitalia.
The script was virtually the same each night during a particular season except that the Master of Ceremonies took liberties to recognize various special individuals who were in the audience. The atmosphere was that the performers and audience were all participating in a Christmas celebratory feast.
After the audience was seated at their tables the performance began with three costumed trumpeters using their long brass trumpets to announce the entrance of the Madrigal singers who took their seats at the head table. A short time later the trumpeters sounded the announcement of two waiters serving as litter bearers who were carried a litter on their shoulders with a large baked boar’s head sporting an apple in its mouth, followed by all of the other waiters who were carrying food on trays on their shoulders for the guests and the singers at the head table. After everyone had finished their entrée, the trumpeters bugled the announcement of the two litter bearers who came in carrying a large bowl of wassail, which was a spiced punch drink, followed by the other waiters bringing in some type of English pudding for dessert.
Later the trumpeters sounded the announcement of the beginning of the performance. At times there would be a soloist singing and at other times there might be up to four or five singing together. Very few times did the entire singing group sing at the same time. Sometimes the vocalist would stroll through the audience while singing. The program also included jugglers and other talent that was prevalent during the 16th or 17th centuries.
When the performance was over the trumpeters sounded off for the final time announcing the exit of the Madrigal singers and performers. This was most always celebrated with a standing ovation from the audience.
* * * * * * *
This was the third year that Archie had served as director of the Madrigal Dinners. He had always had an appreciation for music.
He had an admiration for both the vocalist and the instrumentalist. He had a special fascination listening to the harpist. He also admired the way that the trumpeters could play their long trumpets. With no valves to manipulate on the replicas of ancient trumpets, the trumpeter would control the note produced by changing his embouchure, squeezing his lips tightly together to produce a high note, or slackening his lips for a deeper tone. It took many hours of practice for the trumpeters to master playing the instrument.
The eleventh performance was coming to a conclusion and up until that time every thing had gone off without any hitch. Archie was making his usual rounds checking to see that everything was okay.
Mike, Charles and Ron were the trumpeters. After each of their performances they went behind a curtain where there was a small space between the curtain and the wall. They would wait there until their next performance in the program. Archie was standing near the curtain and heard very suspicious noises that the trumpeters were making that could barely be heard in the auditorium. Archie recognized these noises and knew that the trumpeters were having sex behind the curtain.
At first he did not want to let them know that he knew what they were doing. When it got close to the time that they were to reappear and sound their trumpets announcing the closing of the performance he felt that he had no alternative than to go behind the curtain and break up their sexual escapades so they would be ready to perform. Archie found the three of them with their pants down giving head to each other. The three of them were very embarrassed by being caught. Archie only smiled at them and called their attention that it was almost time for their appearance to perform and left. Mike, Charles and Ron came out on cue for their final performance for the night, but it was obvious to Archie that each of them were still sporting a semi-erection.
Before the twelfth and final performance of the season began Mike, Charles and Ron came to Archie and apologized and expressed that they were embarrassed and sorry for what they had done the night before. Archie accepted their apology and surprised the three of them by telling them that if they planned on doing it again during tonight’s performance to keep the noise down and to listen for their cues.
For a man in Archie’s position being an administrator on a university campus he had no alternative other that stay as far back in the closet as he possibly could get. If there were any inkling that he was gay he would be fired and his career would be over. His only sexual outlet was masturbation and gratifying himself the best way that he could. However, he did have gay friends in surrounding towns that he could trust and as often as possible visited and had sex with them.
As usual for all performances the twelfth night ended with a standing ovation. Everyone was wishing each other a Merry Christmas and being very jubilant and excited that every thing had gone perfectly. The crowd slowly dispersed. Mike, Charles, and Ron along with several other of the performers approached Archie and invited him to go to a local bar to celebrate. Archie was tired but so tense and relieved that the Madrigal Dinners had again been successful that he knew that he would not be able to sleep when he got home. He reluctantly agrees to go with the group to the bar.
It was near mid-night and being a Saturday the bar was packed, especially after the Madrigal group arrived. Charles asked Archie what he would like to drink. Archie was not accustomed to drinking alcohol and did not know one mixed drink from the other. He did not wont to show is ignorance and told Charles that he would drink what ever he was drinking.
When Charles returned with the drinks Archie had no idea what he was drinking but he liked the taste and soon had finished it off when another kind of mixed drink that someone had bought was set down in front of him. The jukebox was blaring and with everyone talking the noise was horrendous. They had not been there very long when Mike, Charles and Ron used their trumpets and got everyone’s attention. Charles asked the crowd if they would like to hear Lee and Albert sing. Most of the people in the bar were reluctant not knowing what to expect but they agreed. The bar tender turned off the jukebox and Lee who was a tenor and Albert a baritone began singing a cappella. The moment they started to sing you could have heard a pin drop. When they finished there were screams of Bravo, whistling and a standing ovation. Albert then sung a solo follow by Lee singing. They performed for twenty or thirty minutes until they decided that they needed to go home even though the people in the bar wanted to hear more.
By one thirty the bar began to clear out. Archie had no idea how many drinks that he had consumed that different people had bought him. He was diffidently feeling the effect of the alcohol but was not drunk. However, he began drinking coffee and knew that he was not in any condition to drive home.
During the evening while in the bar Mike, Charles and Ron all had been very friendly to Archie. At one time or another each of them had touched him in a friendly manner, but Archie being six years older than any of the three cute, tall, slender, beautiful, young men, he did not interpreted their actions as coming on to him. Ron had even stood behind him and massaged his neck a shoulders.
When Archie decided that it was time for him to go home Ron informed Archie that he should not drive and since he had not had anything stronger than a coke that he would drive Archie’s car and take him home and Mike and Charles could follow them and pick him up. Archie was being unsteady and unsure of himself agreed to accept Ron’s offer.
They did not have far to drive to get to Archie’s home. On the way Ron told Archie that after the Christmas holidays were over, and taking their finals that he, Charles, and Mike would be graduating. Ron revealed to him what each of them was going to do after graduation. Ron was going to be an assistant band director at a high school in a near by city.
Once they got to Archie’s home Ron insisted to walk with him to the front door. Ron had the key ring with keys to the car, which also included the key to Archie’s house. Ron unlocked and opened the front door. Archie all of a sudden was aware that Charles and Mike were behind them. Charles grabbed one of Archie’s arms and Ron took the other. As they guided Archie inside Charles informed him that the three of them were going to put him to bed.
When they got into the bedroom the three of them stripped Archie naked and got him onto his bed. Ron then stripped off and informed Archie that he was going to finish the massage that he had started while at the bar. Archie was so overwhelm that he did not know what to say or do. In no time he had a full erection and between him being sexually aroused and still under the influence of alcohol he soon didn’t give a damn. Charles and Mike also stripped off and joined Ron and Archie on the bed and began to assist Ron in giving Archie his massage. With six hands rubbing over his body was causing Archie unbelievable pleasure that he had never experienced in his life.
Three kissing lips and licking tongues that eventually made their rounds hitting everything but his stiff erection and balls soon joined the roaming busy hands. It was not very long before they too were not being neglected. Each of them took turns in sucking and deep throating Archie’s cock while one of them was licking and sucking his balls and rimming his asshole and the other one was licking his arm pits and his nipples. Archie was in such a state that he could not decide what or who was causing him the most pleasure. He had reach heights of lust and ecstasy that he had never experienced. It was as if three beautiful male angles were giving him multi-pleasures that he never dreamed possible. He soon realized that one of their cocks was within reach and he began sucking on it. With in time they kept trading places and Archie had been given the opportunity and pleasure of sucking and deep throating each of their cocks.
As things progressed Charles was fucking Archie while Ron was sucking his cock and Mike was receiving a blowjob from Archie. They traded places several more times before Archie shot off his load while Charles was deep throating him and Mike was fucking him in his ass. Ron had his cock down Archie’s throat fucking his face when he began shooting off shortly after Archie had lost his load. Charles moved so he was kneeling down beside Archie and was jacking and brought himself to a climax spraying his jizz onto Archie’s chest. Mike had pulled out of Archie’s ass and after a couple of yanks on his manhood he too deposited his jizz with Charles’s cum on Archie’s chest.
Archie’s mind was in such a state that he was not even aware of Charles, Mike and Ron getting dressed and leaving. He fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up until almost noon on Sunday. When he woke up he believed that the whole episode had been a wonderful dream. It was not until he got up and saw the used condoms and dried cum on his chest, stomach and bed sheets that he came to the realization that it had actually happened.
Monday morning when he got to his office he found a note that had been pushed under his door.
The note read:
“Thanks for being so nice to us. We hope that you enjoyed Saturday night as much as we did.
Have a Merry Christmas.
Mike, Charles, and Ron”
The End.
Kevin
unoponcho
harry113
JUB Addict
Re: Trumpeters Who Can Blow More Than Trumpets
Wowee....
I do like Madrigals that end like that.......
Maybe I should find myself a trumpet player.....it's all down to the lips.....
Harry
Wowee....
I do like Madrigals that end like that.......
Maybe I should find myself a trumpet player.....it's all down to the lips.....
Harry
harry113
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Great story Kevin.
Thanks to okcnwarea for bringing it up to date
Harry
Great story Kevin.
Thanks to okcnwarea for bringing it up to date
Harry
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Re: Camping With My Two Older Macho Brothers
that was a great story one that i really enjoyed lots of hope to read more from u Kevin
that was a great story one that i really enjoyed lots of hope to read more from u Kevin
harry113
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Re: Uncontrollably Horny And Unbridled Lust For Buck’s Ass
Kevin, this is a new departure for you !!! It's great !
Any chance of a sequel??
Pleeease.
Peace & Love
Harry
Kevin, this is a new departure for you !!! It's great !
Any chance of a sequel??
Pleeease.
Peace & Love
Harry
DeafFoxDemon
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Re: Uncontrollably Horny And Unbridled Lust For Buck’s Ass
all i have to said is wow, what is the size of mickey's rod? i wanna know!
all i have to said is wow, what is the size of mickey's rod? i wanna know!
Re: Uncontrollably Horny And Unbridled Lust For Buck’s Ass
Splashwave, im4olive, reanimated, bianchi andreas, autolycus, harr113, and hornydeafteen,
I do appreciate all of your comments and remarks.
Hornydeafteen, you wanted to know the size of Mickey’s rod. Being the smart ass that I am I will give you the answer. Mickey’s rod is the same size as I wished mine were. Does that help.
Harry 113, You asked if there is any chance for a sequel?
I will try to not be a smart ass and answer you question.
Probably not. The reason being that I sweated blood while writing this story. It was an experiment to try to improve my writing skills. The experiment proved to be successful in so much that I learned from it. I don’t think that Autolycus would mind if I share this with you. Numerous times Autolycus has been a tremendous help to me. He has made a great effort to help me improve my writing and I am very grateful. He took the above story and edited it in red showing me errors and ways to improve the story. This was all done behind the scenes so his efforts are for my eyes only. When he sent me the corrected copy I would estimate that twenty percent of the text was red. I had not detected the errors until he called my attention to them. One of the things I learned from this is that some people have talent and a gift for writing. I just don’t have that gift and have come to accept it.
Recently I posted Chapter 2 to my story Urge To Have Gay Sex Now and Then. In the introduction I attempted to make several points while poking fun at myself. I hope I did not offend anyone in doing so. I think that perhaps reposting the introduction may explain why I unlikely will write a sequence to this story. The introduction is as follows:
Warning!!!!
Fellas! Step up but don’t stand to close. I don’t want anyone to get hurt if I should fall.
As I am standing here supported by my seventy-six year old shaky legs on my wobbly old soapbox I am about to make a statement that will astound the whole universe.
Guys! When it comes down to the nitty-gritty my grammar, punctuation, and spelling sucks. There ain’t a day that goes by that I wished that I could dot my i’s cross my t’s and place them there pesky comas where they belong. I figured that if I ain’t learned yet that my tired old brain is not ever going to learn how to speak and write proper English.
Now! I pondered about whether or not to write additional chapters to Urge To Have Gay Sex Every Now And Then. After thinking about it for a long time (maybe five minutes) I came to a momentomus - momentiomus (screw it) decision. I am going to write the following chapters in my own words and in my on way. If I use the wrong verb tense or have dangling participles then so be it. I ain’t going to use any high flouting words that you have to run to the dictionary to find out what they mean. No Sirree! I am going to write so every one…well most every one…will understand what I am saying. My purpose and goal here is to tell a story and not try to prove that I am a literary genus.
The point that I am striving to make is that I am going to write additional chapters to my story. I ain’t gonna spend a heap amount of time or concern myself about the grammar and shit. If any of you are looking for a literary masterpiece please use the click button on your mouse and find another story to read. You ain’t gonna find it here. If I have offended anyone…tough banana. Put a rubber on it and stick it….
Don’t get me wrong. I will be the first to tell you that I admire, appreciate, and enjoy reading those yarns that them there people who can speak and use proper grammar. I just ain’t in their class and there ain’t no reason for me to pretend that I am. I will bow to them and kiss their feet and perhaps other parts of their bodies depending on what they look like and if they will bare it and bend over.
I am acquainted with the fact that “ain’t” is not a respectable word and was not even found in the dictionary until recent years. I did learn that much while earning my masters degree that means dilly squat. There are words such as cum, cocksucker, prick, dick and other words that we gays use all of the time that ain’t been in the dictionary very long. I sometimes wonder who came up with some of the words we use.
I would like to get a hold of the bastards that invented words that are spelled the same way but have different meaning depending on how they are used. I best hold my temper and not spout off any more about proper grammar, punctuation, and spelling.
Perhaps I should apologize for my rudeness, crudeness and whatever else but I ain’t gonna. I have expressed the way I am feeling and there it is. I hope you do enjoy reading the additional chapters. May God bless you, me and this whole world of misfits.
If someone would be kind enough to assist me getting off of this soapbox I will get back to my writing.
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The above is and unpaid and unsolicited statement providing a little truth but mostly utter nonsense.
Kevin (I would have shown you my cognomen here but it is too long) (If you don’t know what cognomen means, look it up in the dictionary)
unoponcho
Splashwave, im4olive, reanimated, bianchi andreas, autolycus, harr113, and hornydeafteen,
I do appreciate all of your comments and remarks.
Hornydeafteen, you wanted to know the size of Mickey’s rod. Being the smart ass that I am I will give you the answer. Mickey’s rod is the same size as I wished mine were. Does that help.
Harry 113, You asked if there is any chance for a sequel?
I will try to not be a smart ass and answer you question.
Probably not. The reason being that I sweated blood while writing this story. It was an experiment to try to improve my writing skills. The experiment proved to be successful in so much that I learned from it. I don’t think that Autolycus would mind if I share this with you. Numerous times Autolycus has been a tremendous help to me. He has made a great effort to help me improve my writing and I am very grateful. He took the above story and edited it in red showing me errors and ways to improve the story. This was all done behind the scenes so his efforts are for my eyes only. When he sent me the corrected copy I would estimate that twenty percent of the text was red. I had not detected the errors until he called my attention to them. One of the things I learned from this is that some people have talent and a gift for writing. I just don’t have that gift and have come to accept it.
Recently I posted Chapter 2 to my story Urge To Have Gay Sex Now and Then. In the introduction I attempted to make several points while poking fun at myself. I hope I did not offend anyone in doing so. I think that perhaps reposting the introduction may explain why I unlikely will write a sequence to this story. The introduction is as follows:
Warning!!!!
Fellas! Step up but don’t stand to close. I don’t want anyone to get hurt if I should fall.
As I am standing here supported by my seventy-six year old shaky legs on my wobbly old soapbox I am about to make a statement that will astound the whole universe.
Guys! When it comes down to the nitty-gritty my grammar, punctuation, and spelling sucks. There ain’t a day that goes by that I wished that I could dot my i’s cross my t’s and place them there pesky comas where they belong. I figured that if I ain’t learned yet that my tired old brain is not ever going to learn how to speak and write proper English.
Now! I pondered about whether or not to write additional chapters to Urge To Have Gay Sex Every Now And Then. After thinking about it for a long time (maybe five minutes) I came to a momentomus - momentiomus (screw it) decision. I am going to write the following chapters in my own words and in my on way. If I use the wrong verb tense or have dangling participles then so be it. I ain’t going to use any high flouting words that you have to run to the dictionary to find out what they mean. No Sirree! I am going to write so every one…well most every one…will understand what I am saying. My purpose and goal here is to tell a story and not try to prove that I am a literary genus.
The point that I am striving to make is that I am going to write additional chapters to my story. I ain’t gonna spend a heap amount of time or concern myself about the grammar and shit. If any of you are looking for a literary masterpiece please use the click button on your mouse and find another story to read. You ain’t gonna find it here. If I have offended anyone…tough banana. Put a rubber on it and stick it….
Don’t get me wrong. I will be the first to tell you that I admire, appreciate, and enjoy reading those yarns that them there people who can speak and use proper grammar. I just ain’t in their class and there ain’t no reason for me to pretend that I am. I will bow to them and kiss their feet and perhaps other parts of their bodies depending on what they look like and if they will bare it and bend over.
I am acquainted with the fact that “ain’t” is not a respectable word and was not even found in the dictionary until recent years. I did learn that much while earning my masters degree that means dilly squat. There are words such as cum, cocksucker, prick, dick and other words that we gays use all of the time that ain’t been in the dictionary very long. I sometimes wonder who came up with some of the words we use.
I would like to get a hold of the bastards that invented words that are spelled the same way but have different meaning depending on how they are used. I best hold my temper and not spout off any more about proper grammar, punctuation, and spelling.
Perhaps I should apologize for my rudeness, crudeness and whatever else but I ain’t gonna. I have expressed the way I am feeling and there it is. I hope you do enjoy reading the additional chapters. May God bless you, me and this whole world of misfits.
If someone would be kind enough to assist me getting off of this soapbox I will get back to my writing.
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The above is and unpaid and unsolicited statement providing a little truth but mostly utter nonsense.
Kevin (I would have shown you my cognomen here but it is too long) (If you don’t know what cognomen means, look it up in the dictionary)
unoponcho
bianchi_andreas
Slut
Re: Case Study of a Gay Sexual Relationship
Another artfully-told story, Kevin.
I hope you have several more Fred Lewis tales to share. This one left me breathless.
It's interesting that Will and Tyler seem to feel that they have a disconnect emotionally, but I wonder if it could be true in real life that they could feel such physical passion but emotional dislike. It would be fascinating to see a follow-up with Fred's professional assessment.
Andy
Another artfully-told story, Kevin.
I hope you have several more Fred Lewis tales to share. This one left me breathless.
It's interesting that Will and Tyler seem to feel that they have a disconnect emotionally, but I wonder if it could be true in real life that they could feel such physical passion but emotional dislike. It would be fascinating to see a follow-up with Fred's professional assessment.
Andy
bianchi_andreas
Slut
Re: Trumpeters Who Can Blow More Than Trumpets
Oh, those naughty musicians!
I once had an unrequited passion for a French horn player. Now I think I should have tried a bit more, judging from what I was missing!
Oh, those naughty musicians!
I once had an unrequited passion for a French horn player. Now I think I should have tried a bit more, judging from what I was missing!
Re: Trumpeters Who Can Blow More Than Trumpets
It's all in the embouchure.
(Hi, Kevin. Finally got around to reading one of your stories. Took me long enough, eh?
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It's all in the embouchure.
(Hi, Kevin. Finally got around to reading one of your stories. Took me long enough, eh?
)Want A Daddy Not A Sugar Daddy
By Kevin unoponcho
Part 1
Two months had gone by since Alan had moved into town where he went to work for a firm that was paying him almost twice the salary that he had previously been earning. He had settled into an apartment within walking distance from his office. He was well qualified for his position and enjoyed what he was doing.
Generally, Alan was a quiet, reserved and rather shy individual but when necessary he could be very assertive and could hold his own. This was a real asset in the work he was doing. He was forty-two years old and up until now he had had a relatively uneventful life and had always lived in a modest, conservatively way.
For a man of his age he was very fit, in excellent physical condition with a toned and hard body even though he had never made any great effort to keep in shape or exercise.
From an early age Alan had understood that he was gay. He had never made any attempt to hide the fact but he was never open about it either. He had had a few gay sexual encounters which involved men that were attractive to him and above all, discreet. For ten years he had an affair with a man that he was never in love with nor was the man in love with him. They had an open relationship but Alan had not dated or had sex with anyone else. His former fuck buddy was a long distance truck driver and would be gone for weeks at a time. A month or so prior to Alan accepting his new job his fuck buddy had found a new boyfriend with whom he believed he was in love and they had moved in together.
Alan was a creature of habit. He had a regular set routine and was always very punctual in almost every thing he did. On the first day that he reported for work he discovered a small restaurant a half block from his office and each day promptly at one o’clock he would take his lunch break and go there where he dined on a hamburger, fries, and ice tea.
Alan was very attracted to a young man he noticed in the restaurant on several different occasions. Each time they saw each other they made eye contact and would exchange a smile and nod. Alan's first impression of the young man led him to believe that he was twenty years old at the most. The more he observed him he began to realize the young man was probably older but looked younger. Alan never gave him any serious thought. He figured that the handsome dude with his charming smile and beautiful blue eyes was a friendly sort with everyone.
One Thursday, Allan went to the restaurant as usual. However, when he got there all the tables were taken. As he stood at the entrance waiting for a vacant seat,the waitress approached and informed him that one of the customers had invited him to set at his table. The customer turned out to be the young man who was sat at a table for four in the back of the restaurant. There there were two chairs on each side of the table and the young man was seated with his back to the wall. He stood up and introduced himself as Andrew and invited Allan to set down beside him. Allan told him his name as they shook hands and sat down.
The waitress asked, “You want the same as usual?”
“Yes please”.
As soon as the waitress left Andrew reached under the tablecloth and put his hand on Alan’s leg while looking directly at him. “Alan, I have been wanting to meet you from the first day I saw you as I believe you are the most attractive man that I have ever seen.”
“Thanks Andrew. You’ve made my day, especially coming from someone that is so easy on the eyes. I believe the expression is ‘eye candy'?”
“Damn! No one has ever told me that before.”
Alan had noticed that Andrew had already finished eating and had a cigarette burning in the ashtray. Alan got a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket “Do you mind if I smoke?”
“I don’t mind at all. I smoke myself.”
“Your cigarette has almost burned out. Would you care for one of mine?”
“Yes, please.”
Alan handed him a cigarette, which Andrew took with his left hand without moving his right hand from Alan’s leg. He put the cigarette between his lips and waited for Alan to offer him a light.
Alan flicked his cigarette lighter and held it up so Andrew could lean forward and take a light. As he leaned over his hand moved up Alan’s leg so that it was resting on his crotch. When Andrew realized that Alan was not going to protest he proceeded to fondle Alan’s cock that became erect almost instantly. Both Andrew and Alan were looking around so as to be sure that no one could detect what was going on beneath the tablecloth.
Andrew had very dexterous fingers. He managed to unzip Alan’s pants, and had pulled out his erection and balls and was slowly stroking on Alan’s cock. They just smiled at each other and continued to smoke on their cigarettes and drink their ice tea while glancing around to see if anyone could see them. Andrew stopped momentarily and put his right hand back on the table when the waitress brought Alan his food. As soon as she left Andrew continued to stroke Alan’s cock while he ate his hamburger and fries. It took Alan longer than normal to eat his lunch because of the pleasure that was being inflicted on him under the table. With the exception of an occasional expression on Alan’s face no one ever could have suspected what was going on. Alan had just finished his last bite of food when he began to shoot off. Andrew was prepared and Alan shot off into the napkin with which he had covered his cock-head. They both drank ice tea and smoked another cigarette while waiting for Alan’s dick to get soft. Somehow Andrew managed with one hand to clean Alan up, return his cock inside his pants and zip them up.
Andrew reached over and got Alan’s ticket and told him that he was buying their lunch. Alan protested and when he saw that Andrew was not going to give in “Thanks Andrew. I’ll pay for our lunch tomorrow.”
“We will discuss that after we have eaten tomorrow.” Andrew replied with a big smile on his face.
As they got up to leave Alan noticed that Andrew had a semi-hard on and there was a wet spot on his crotch caused by either precum or cum. They walked together to the front of the restaurant where Alan waited until Andrew paid the bill. When they got out side as Alan turned to go to his office and Andrew was going the opposite direction Alan said, “Thanks man for everything.” Andrew replied, “It was my pleasure. See you tomorrow same time same place.”
As Alan walked back to his office he could not believe what had just happened or that he had allowed it to happen. He could not imagine someone like Andrew who was at least fifteen years or possibly twenty years younger than he would be interested in giving him a hand job. The idea of him doing it in public was even more of a mystery and excitement to him. He realized how foolish it all had been. Had they been detected they both could have ended up in jail, even so Alan thought that it all was exciting and worth the risk.
Friday per usual Alan was on time when he arrived at the restaurant. He was disappointed when he looked around and did not see Andrew. The waitress came up to Alan and said, “Your friend is waiting for you. Follow me.” She led him to the back where there was an alcove with a table for two that Alan had not known existed. Andrew was sitting there smoking a cigarette and smiling; again he had finished eating already and was waiting for Alan’s arrival.
Andrew stood up and they exchanged greetings before sitting down beside each other as before. Alan told the waitress that he wanted the same as always. As soon as she left Andrew had his hands on Alan’s zipper.
“Andrew. Do you have any idea what would happen if we were to be caught?”
“Yeah. We were lucky yesterday, but today we are not going to be caught.”
“You seem to be so sure. The waitress could catch us.”
“Alan, I have already given her a big tip. If she sees anything she would not dare tell anyone. Just relax and enjoy your lunch.”
Andrew not only unzipped Alan’s pants and began stroking on his cock but he had unzipped his own pants and was whacking on his own piece of meat, which he proudly showed to Alan. Alan had to struggle to keep from leaning over and going down on Andrew’s beautiful piece of equipment. Instead, he reached over and took a hold of it and had stroked it for a minute or so before they heard the approach of the waitress with Alan’s lunch.
Alan only managed to eat half of his hamburger and had not even touched his fries when he became more interested in jacking Andrew’s cock than eating. It did not take very long before Andrew was close to ejaculating. Alan lost all of his senses and leaned over giving head bringing Andrew to a tremendous climax. Once assured that he had successfully obtained all of Andrew's precious cum he set back up just in time for Andrew to lean over and deep throat him as he released his cargo. There was no need for napkins to clean up - they had both taken care of that problem! They had just put away their privates and zipped up when the waitress returned to refill their glasses with ice tea.
Alan lit up two cigarettes and handed one to Andrew.
“Thanks man. Listen. There is a party out at the lake tomorrow night. Would you be my date and go with me? I assure you that you will have fun.”
“Look Andrew. Do you realize that I am old enough to be your dad?”
“You’re not that old. Alan, I happen to prefer older men like you. I find guys my age to be so immature. Don’t misunderstand me. I like daddies, but I am not looking for a sugar-daddy. I have money of my own. How about it? I could pick you up about nine in the morning and we will spend the night at the lake and I will have you back home early Sunday afternoon.”
“I don’t know. Sounds interesting. Who's going to be at this party?”
“Probably ten other horny gay guys. Most of them will be around my age but there will be a couple nearer your age. There is a sail and ski boat, a barge, and a pier with a diving board. We always have a big time at these parties. A couple kegs of beer and plenty of food. How about it? Tell me where you live and I will pick you up in the morning.”
“What do I need to bring?”
“Clothing is optional. Bring a swimsuit if you wish and your toilet kit. That’s it.”
Andrew stood up already having picked up the tickets for the meals and put them in his pocket. “Tell me where to pick you up and I will see you in the morning,” as he assumed that Alan’s answer would be yes.
Alan gave Andrew his business card that included his home address and phone number. Andrew in turn gave him one of his business cards with all the pertinent information on it. As they walked up front Andrew had his hand on Alan’s shoulder but none of the customers would have thought anything about it. They would have assumed that they were father and son or maybe brothers.
Alan offered to pay for their lunches. Andrew smiled and said, “You supplied the dessert it is only right that I pay for the main course!”
Part 2
Just before nine o’clock Saturday morning Alan received a phone call from Andrew who asked him to meet him in front of his apartment and that he would be there shortly. Alan was taken back when he saw Andrew drive up in a fancy what appeared to be brand new red shiny imported foreign sport convertible.
As Alan got into the car he could not help but notice that the back seat was packed with food and other things. Of course the first thing that Alan had seen was Andrew’s smiling face and he was wearing only a pair of short shorts that were a light teal color that complimented his blue eyes and blond hair and flip-flops.
After greeting each other Andrew burned off like a bat out of hell. Alan was curious about the party and asked Andrew who was going to be hosting the party.
“I am. I have arranged for this place on the lake. There will be about ten of my gay horny friends that will be there.”
“Oh really. What ages are these friends.”
“Well Tim will be the youngest and he is twenty-four I think. And Philip and Ted are around forty. The rest are in between.”
As soon as they were out of the city limits Andrew’s foot got heavy and at times he was driving thirty or more miles an hour over the speed limit. He was not driving recklessly but just fast.
He had also pulled the leg up on his shorts exposing his cock that he began to rub bring it to an erection knowing full well that Alan was watching.
He smiled at Alan, and said, “Why don’t you take your big boy out? I would love to watch you play with it.”
Reluctantly, Alan unzipped his pants and took out his already stiff erection and began slowly jacking on it while they were watching each other as they speed down the highway.
“Damn Alan. You make me so horny and hot. Before we come back tomorrow our cocks are going to be so sore that we may need to put Band-Aids on them.”
“What have I gotten myself into? What kind of party is this going to be?”
“Don’t worry. We are going to have fun. Just wait and see.”
When they pulled off of the highway onto another road Alan looked at his wristwatch and it was 9:45 AM. He was watching Andrew who stopped jacking on his stiff and pulled down the leg of his shorts in an effort to cover up his erection. Alan took this as a clue that they were getting close to their destination and returned his cock into his pants and zipped them up.
A short time latter Andrew pulled up in front of this beautiful home which Andrew referred to as being a lake house. Alan could see the lake in back of the house where there was a boat house, pier, and the back yard was terraced with a manicured lawn, big shade trees, shrubbery, and flower beds. There were no other houses within sight.
As soon as Andrew stopped and got out of the car he asked Alan if he would mind helping him unload the car. A man came from the back of the house dressed in a white servants uniform. Alan guessed the distinguished looking man who was Hispanic to be in his late fifties.
Andrew introduced him to Alan. His name was Pedro. They shook hands and Pedro bowed his head in respect and said, “Nice to meet you Mr. Alan.” Then he turned and said to Andrew “How are you doing today Mr. Andrew?”
While they unloaded the car and were carrying everything inside from the remarks that were made between Pedro and Andrew left no doubt in Alan’s mind that the “lake house” belong to Andrew’s parents and Pedro had been a servant for a number of years and knew the score. Pedro himself possibly might be gay.
When they had finished unloading the car Andrew took Alan into the master bedroom where they would be spending the night. Alan’s suspicion of the lake house belonging to Andrew or his parents were confirmed when he went to use the bathroom and saw towels with Andrew’s monogram initials on them.
After using the bathroom he returned to the bedroom to find that Andrew had put on a skimpy purple and pink Speedo that showed off his endowment to the best advantage. Alan started to change into his conservative navy blue, out of fashion, swim trunks.
“Alan, I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but you should not wear that.” He went to his chest of drawers and pulled out a rose colored Speedo that was not as skimpy as the one he was wearing and tossed it to Alan. “You are my date and I want you to show off your wears. I want my friends to be jealous because I have a date with the best looking man around.”
As soon as Alan had put on the Speedo Andrew stepped up in front of him. He placed his hand gently on Alan’s box and then reached around and caressed his buttocks.
He looked Alan directly in the eyes and said, “I love the way you look. I love your legs, hips, stomach, chests, and shoulders. I love everything about you. You have just the right amount of hair on your muscular chest, legs and arms. God you are a sexy man. I feel so lucky to be with you.”
Then he put his arms around Alan’s neck and affectionately kissed him on his cheeks, nose and forehead. Before Alan could say anything Andrew said, “Come on. I’m going to show you around the house and then I need to help and talk to Pedro for a little bit before we go outside where I will show you around.”
While they were making a tour of the house and were in the den Andrew pointed out the bar and informed Alan that he was welcomed to help himself to whatever drink he preferred but that he did not drink anything that contained alcohol because of both of his parents being alcoholics. He also made a point that he did not use drugs and that they were not permitted on the property.
Andrew excused himself while he went to help and give last minute instructions to Pedro. Alan took his cigarettes and went out on the patio where he smoked his third cigarette for the morning while he waited on Andrew.
A short time later Andrew came out onto the patio and stood behind Alan who was sitting in a chair. He put his hands on Alan’s shoulders and bent down and kissed him on top of his head and then ran his hands down his chests and affectionately rubbed and teased his nipples. As soon as he stood back up Alan handed him the pack of cigarettes and lighter. Andrew got himself a cigarette, lit it, and returned the pack and lighter to Alan.
“Thanks! Come with me. There are some things that I need to do down at the boathouse.”
Andrew was leading the way purposely and seductively wobbling his hips showing off in front of Alan. He stopped, turned around, and said, “If you would like a piece of that action it’s all yours.” They both were laughing and continued towards the boathouse.
Andrew unlocked the door to the boathouse and then opened the back doors. I did not take him long to put life preservers in the Chris Craft ski boat, small Vanguard sailboat and then the barge. He checked the gas in the Chris Craft and the barge. He also check to be sure the water skies were on board before he started the engine and moved the ski boat out of the boathouse and tied it up to the ramp on the pier.
They had taken a short swim in the lake after Andrew had completed his chores making ready for his guest before they returned to the house. Pedro had laid out a buffet where the guests could help themselves to food and drinks whenever they arrived and wanted something to eat.
Just after noon the guests began to arrive driving their expensive automobiles. After they were introduced to Alan the first thing that they did was to go into one of the bedrooms and remove their clothes. Some felt at ease and were nude while some wore skimpy swimsuits or Speedos. After they had shed their clothes and were comfortable they helped themselves to the food and drinks and found different places to eat their lunch.
Andrews and Alan went out on the patio to eat their lunch and afterwards to smoke their cigarettes. While they were eating Andrews very briefly told about his friends that were there.
Philip and Ted were the oldest and approximately two years younger than Alan. They had been together for seventeen years. He believed that due to their being out of shape and having pot belies that they appeared to be ten or so years older than Alan.
Chris and Jay had been a couple for two years and both were twenty-six years old. Even though they were older than Andrew they had been friends of his since they were classmates in high school and college.
Bill, Tim, Doyle and Duke were single and ages ranged from twenty-four to thirty. Tim being the youngest but was by far the most promiscuous of the group. He was openly gay and boldly made advances to any man that he believed that he good have sex with. Both Bill and Doyle were twenty-eight and had been best friends but never any interest in being lovers since their early teen-age years. Duke was thirty years old and was interested in athletics. He frequently visited the gym and was intent on keeping in shape and building his body.
Alan began to feel that he was out of his element or not in the same league or not in the same class as the other quests and Andrews. It was not because anyone was not friendly or had said anything. It simply was because all of them were financially well off and they lived a different lifestyle than he was accustom to living.
By two o’clock everyone had left the house and were doing different things. Bill, Tim, Doyle and Duke had taken the barge along with a keg of beer a short distance from shore where they anchored it and were sunbathing and swimming in the nude. Philip and Ted were sailing on the sailboat. Chris and Jay had chosen to use the canoe and were paddling around on the lake.
Andrew asked Alan if he like to water ski. Alan told him that he did not know how. He also had previously asked him if he like to sail and again Alan told him that he had never been sailing. They settled on taking a ride on the Chris Craft skiing boat. After they got into the boat Andrew handed a bottle of suntan lotion and asked Alan to put the lotion on his body. Alan gladly applied the lotion as requested and admired Andrew’s beautiful, toned, hard body and the smoothness of his skin. The oil in the lotion caused his body to glisten in the sunlight that accentuated his beauty. By the time he had finished he had a hard-on. Andrew then applied suntan lotion on Alan. He was not only applying the lotion but also more or less giving him a massage at the same time. Andrew also had an erection very evident in his skimpy Speedo along with noticeable wet spots caused by precum. They just grinned at each other and Andrew moved to the rear and started up the motor.
Andrew drove the boat exceedingly fast and made sharp turns that caused Alan believed that the boat would turn over at any minute. Andrew seemly got his kicks from driving at high speeds both in his car and the boat. He also enjoyed seeing Alan scared shitless.
They had been riding around in the boat for sometime and Alan believed that they were headed back to the lake house. Suddenly Andrew slowed the boat down and turned into an alcove where a creek flowed into the lake. He drove the boat a little ways up the creek until they were in a secluded area. He cut off the motor, dropped anchor, and set down beside Alan. He put his hand on Alan’s leg, and had a serious expression on his face.
“You have a choice to make Alan. You either let me give you a blowjob or you swim back to the house?”
Part 3
Before Alan could say anything Andrew with a big smile on his face had moved between Alan’s legs and was on his knees with his face buried in his crotch where he was licking and chewing on the fabric of the swimsuit that was covering his cock. Within minutes Alan had another erection and Andrew tugged on his swimsuit until he had removed it and along with taking off his own Speedo. Andrew began stroking on Alan’s engorged manhood while looking up at Alan. Their eyes locked on each other for a time and then Andrew suddenly bent over and swallowed Alan’s cock in one swift downward movement. This sent Alan into orbit and he wanted to scream out but the sound would not come out. Alan had had blowjobs before but never like the one that Andrew was giving him. Within five more or less minutes Alan even though he wanted to put it off began ejaculating volumes of his cum while his cock was being consumed and deep in Andrews throat. Alan was making all kinds of sounds expressing his excitement and enjoyment but nothing compared to the loud sounds that Andrew was making. Shortly after Alan had shot off Andrew stood up. Alan leaned over and took Andrew’s beautiful erect penis into his mouth and deep throated him. That was all that it took to cause Andrew to loose his load.
Andrew set down beside Alan and put his arm around his waist. They set there silently for a few minutes before Andrew said, “That was great but it happened too fast. The way I figure it we have about twenty more hours together. If we space it out I think that I can get you off at least six more times before we leave. At least one of those times I want it to happen after you have fucked me in my ass.”
“Are you kidding me Andrew? You must remember that I’m not as young as you.”
“I’m going to make you feel young. Just leave it to me.”
Andrew got up, lifted up the anchor, started the motor, backed out of the creek and took off at a high speed back to the lake house. It had not occurred to Alan that he nor Andrew had not put on their swimsuits and did not do so until they pulled up to the dock.
Everyone was waiting on them on the pier except Philip and Ted who were still sailing. They all wanted to go water skiing. Andrew and Alan decided that they would not go. They all were getting into the boat, but before Tim got in he put his arm around Alan’s waist and kissed him on his cheek.
Andrew screamed out, “Get your fucking ass away from my boyfriend! He is mine! Do you understand me Dickhead?”
Tim obviously embarrassed quickly got onto the boat. Jay was behind the wheel and started the motor and took off.
Alan and Andrew sat or lay on the pier taking sunbaths while nude and talked and smoked while watching everyone else water ski or sail. It was the first time that they had a chance to get to talk for any length of time and to get know each other. Andrew practically dominated the conversation. The only time that they were interrupted was when Pedro came down on the pier and brought them a coke. Before Pedro left he was sporting a boner and had obviously enjoyed looking at Andrew and Alan’s nude bodies.
In the course of their conversations Andrew revealed and admitted that he being the only child had been spoiled rotten. All his life he had been given or got everything he ever wanted. He talked about his job working in his father’s business. He said that he was just a figurehead and had no responsibilities or specific duties. He was never permitted to make any decisions or input to the business. For him it was boring and in some ways felt guilty receiving a high salary without contributing to the business. He felt confident that he could be of value, but was never given an opportunity to prove himself. Even when his father was out of town or so drunk that he could not go to work that another employee was placed in charge.
Alan could not help feeling sorry for him. He did get the impression that Andrew was intelligent and much more mature than most at his age. Andrew did not say so in so many words but Alan had the impression that Andrew believed that his parents were alcoholics because of him being gay. The whole time that they were talking Andrew was unconsciously and affectionately rubbing or running his fingers across some part of Alan’s anatomy.
Just as the sun began to go down Philip and Ted were the first to return in the sailboat. They put the boat back into the boathouse and joined Andrew and Alan on the pier. A short time later the skiers returned and also docked the Chris Craft back into the boathouse.
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They all had eaten dinner and returned to the pier where they watched the sun go down and the full moon coming into view. They all were talking, some smoking, and some drinking beer. Philip and Ted, Chris and Jay, and Andrew and Alan were setting close to each other enjoying the romantic setting. Bill, Duke, Doyle and Tim were playfully horsing around with each other. Duke being more athletic of the three began to push the others off of the pier into the water and then jumped in. Before long everyone had stripped off their swimsuits and were in the water. After some more horseplay everyone got out. Philip and Ted chose a place away from the others and began to make out. Chris and Jay followed suit and also began to have sex. Andrew began attacking Alan’s cock with enthusiasm and began sucking him off. Tim had gone back to the house. Bill, Duke and Doyle were giving head or jacking on each other’s cocks. When Tim returned he had several short ropes around his neck, a supply of condoms, and lube.
“Okay guys! It’s time for my annual fucking. Who’s going to tie me to the diving board and who is going to fuck me first?” Tim asked as he bent over and exposed his pucker.
Bill, Doyle and Duke jumped up and pushed Tim face down on the diving board. They tied his hands and feet beneath the diving board before they applied a generous amount of lube up his asshole. Duke was the first to put on a condom and rammed his enormous cock into Tim. Tim took it without a whimper or groan.
In fact Tim jokingly asked, “Shit Duke. Is that all you have to offer?”
Duke replied by slapping the cheeks of his ass several times and began fucking him like a mechanical piston, which did cause Tim to groan and moan.
The three couples continued their sexual activities and occasionally looked over to see what was going on with Tim being fucked.
Duke continued to fuck Tim showing no signs of sympathy or compassion. Bill move in front of Tim and shoved his cock into Tim’s mouth and began fucking motions. Doyle began rimming Duke’s pucker while Duke continued to fuck Tim.
Andrew and Alan were taking turns in giving head to each other. By this time Philip was fucking Ted and Chris and Jay were laying down on the pier in a sixty-nine position giving head to each other.
Duke pulled out of Tim just before he was about to climax. Doyle quickly took his place. Doyle fucked Tim for a good length of time before pulling way just before he climaxed. Bill had been receiving a blowjob but took his turn in fucking Tim’s ass.
Philip had shot off and had changed position so that Ted was fucking him. Chris and Jay were seemly content in giving head to each other at the same time.
Several times Andrew and Alan had been close to having their orgasms and were slowly giving head to each other to prolong their pleasure as long as they could.
Some time later when Bill pulled out of Tim’s hole Duke asked, “Who’s next? Who wants a piece of Tim’s ass?”
No one answered. Duke asked each one.
“Philip?”
“Pass”
“Ted?”
“Pass”
“Chris?”
“Jay and I pass now but maybe later”
“Andrew?”
“Pass”
“Alan?”
Before Alan could answer Andrew said, “He passes. If he fucks anyone’s ass it is going to be mine.”
Duke slapped Tim’s butt and said, “Okay Buddy. It’s my turn again. Duke slammed his cock back into Tim’s hole and began fucking. He had not been fucking Tim very long when Doyle stepped up behind Duke and shoved his cock up Duke’s ass. A short time later Bill had poked his fucking tool into Doyle. The three of them were fucking in unison. Tim screamed out that he was cumming. That did not slow the others down they just kept on fucking each other.
Alan had difficulty in concentrating on what he and Andrew were doing to each other. It was his first time to ever witness in person other guys having sex.
Bill was the first to shoot his spunk into his condom while crammed into Doyle’s rectum. A few minutes later Doyle shot off his jizz into Duke’s well-fucked hole. Then Duke took his turn pulling his cock out of Tim, removing his condom and jacking on his cock and shooting off onto Tim’s back and butt.
Chris and Jay stopped giving head to each other, got up, and put on condoms.
They walked over to Tim and Chris asked, “Are you ready for us?”
“Hell yes! I’ve been waiting for this.”
By this time Ted had lost his load. He, Philip, Bill, Doyle, and Duke had gathered around to watch Chris and Jay fuck Tim at the same time. Andrew’s plans prevented he and Alan to watch the oncoming exhibition.
Chris and Jay untied Tim and helped him stand up. Chris lay down on the diving board on his back with his ass near the foot. Tim turned so he was facing away from Chris. He straddled him and lowered his ass all the way down on Chris’s big long cock. Then he leaned back so he was lying down on top of Chris’ stomach and chest. Jay stepped up and shoves his hard cock into Tim’s rectum on top of Chris’s cock. They had double penetrated him and began fucking with their cocks rubbing against each other inside Tim’s well-fucked hole.
Andrew had Alan to lie down on his side and Andrew laid down beside him so that they could give head to each other. Before long Andrew had Alan to roll over on top of him and asked him to fuck him in his mouth while he continued to receive head from Alan.
Tim screamed out that he was cumming again. He shot his load all over himself and others who were close by. It was when Chris alerted everyone that he was cumming that triggered Alan to shoot his cum into Andrew’s eager mouth and throat. In a short period of time Jay was loudly announcing that he was climaxing. About the same time Andrew released his abundant load of cum into Alan’s throat.
By the time that Andrew and Alan had stood up they had Tim again face down on the diving board and tied up. Duke informed Tim that he might want another piece of his ass after he took a dip in the water.
Everyone jumped off the side of the pier into the water leaving Tim tied up. When everyone got out they picked up their swimsuits and started towards the house. Tim was screaming out, “You’re not going to leave me like this! Untie me you son-of-bitches!”
Tim’s pleas were ignored and they all went into the house. Andrew told everyone goodnight that he and Alan were going to bed.
Part 4
Alan fell on the bed on his back feeling completely spent. He knew that Andrew wanted to have more sex, but he did not believe it possible to get another erection. Andrew jumped on the bed full of energy and got on top of Alan. He began running his fingers over Alan’s face and slowly moving down soon joined by licking and kissing Alan’s torso and continued on down until he had reached Alan’s feet. He then got off of Alan and lay down beside him on his back. He reached over and started rubbing and stroking Alan’s non-responsive limp dick. Alan thought that the least he could do was to respond and play with Andrew’s dick and jack or suck him off if necessary.
As they lay there in silence Alan began to remember what all had taken place on the pier. It was not long before he was fully aroused and ready for action. Andrew went down on him several times before retrieving a condom and lube from the nightstand beside the bed. He put a condom on Alan and handed him the lube. Andrew rolled over on his stomach and raised his ass up so Alan could apply the lube.
Alan fucked him in several positions and finally ending up on their sides with Andrews back to him. Alan fucked him while jacking on his cock. Andrew shot off moments before Alan. Andrew immediately moved so they were facing each other in a six-nine position. He removed Alan’s condom and began giving head to him again. They both had maintained their erections, but Alan had no hopes of being able to climax for some time. They gave head to each other for an hour or so when Alan realized that Andrew had fallen asleep.
Feeling relieved he rolled over on his back. For some reason he could not go to sleep. As he lay there in deep thought he could not believe how possessive and over protective that Andrew was of him. He had never had anyone to come on to him so strongly the way Andrew had, never the less someone that was so much younger than he. He had enough sense to know that a serious relationship between he and Andrew was never going to work. There was not only the age factor but also the difference in their lifestyles. Here he was lying on a bed with silk sheets in a house that he would consider a mansion that Andrew casually referred to as the lake house.
Eventually he fell asleep only to be awaken some time during the night becoming aware that Andrew was sucking his cock for God only knows how long and he was close to shooting off. He was also aware that Andrew was beating off. Within minutes still being half asleep he had another orgasm pumping his cum deep into Andrews throat soon followed by feeling Andrews cock pressed to his lips. He opened his mouth and felt Andrew stick his cock inside while his cum erupted and squirted down his throat. Alan swallowed Andrews cum and fell back asleep while even knowing that Andrew was still sucking on his cock.
Alan was lying on his stomach when he woke up the next morning. Andrew was lying on his back and was masturbating. When Andrew realized that Alan was awake he told him good morning and rolled over on top of him. He slid his cock down between the crack of Alan’s ass and then down further between his legs and began humping him. A few minutes later he began shooting off depositing his gooey jizz between Alan’s legs, on his testicles and on the bed beneath him. Andrew got off of Alan and rolled him over on his back and then proceeded to give him another blowjob. Alan did not protest but merely told him that he was not for sure if he could get an erection and if so he may not be able to shoot off. Andrew was not disconcerted a bit and told Alan just to relax and enjoy. With Andrew being persistent and using his expertise for around thirty minutes Alan released his load such as it was.
They got up and took their showers and shaved before putting on their swimsuits and joining the others who were eating a delicious breakfast that Pedro had prepared. Tim was as cheerful as ever. Alan had no idea how long they had left Tim tied up on the pier, but all had been forgiven. From all of the talk it was apparent to Alan that all of them had sex one or more times during the night after leaving the pier.
Alan took his cigarettes and stepped outside to lit up. He was walking around expecting Andrew to join him. Andrew did not show up but Philip and Ted did. They got to talking and Alan confided in them about his concern that Andrew was coming on to him so strong and was so possessive and jealous. Philip informed Alan that Andrew had never had an affair that last more than three days. That he always became over domineering and would smoother his new acquaintance or scare them away. Philip and Ted both felt sorry for Andrew as well as felt sorry for Alan. They agreed with Alan that unless Andrew could change that there was no hope for a relationship to ever survive. They advised Alan even though they valued Andrew friendship that he should break away as soon as possible. Philip and Ted excused themselves and headed to the boathouse to go sailing for a couple of hours before they had to go home.
Alan lit up another cigarette wondering what had happened to delay Andrew from joining him. Then all of the other guys except Andrew piled out of the house headed to the boathouse to go water skiing. Alan finished his cigarette and went back into the house to check on Andrew. He found Andrew laying half on the bed with his legs and feet hanging off of the side. Alan surmised that Andrew had sat down on the bed and fell asleep. He picked Andrews legs up and moved them onto the bed. He looked down on Andrew’s beautiful body and his angelic face. He stood there for some time wondering how such an attractive person could possibly be interested in him.
He left the bedroom and Andrew asleep and went into the kitchen where Pedro was busy cleaning up. He asked Pedro if he might have another cup of coffee. Pedro poured him a mug of coffee and handed it to him. He went and set down at the breakfast table. He had not been there very long before Pedro asked him if he would mind if he joined him. Pedro sat down with his coffee and looked at Alan.
“Sir. You have a trouble mind. Do you want to talk about it?”
“You are right Pedro. But I do not know if I should talk about it or not.”
“Sir. I’m not a mind reader but does your problem involve Mr. Andrew?”
“Yes as a matter of fact it does.”
“Mr. Alan, I do not want to talk out of turn. I started working for Mr. Andrew’s parents when he was sixteen years old. He was and is a very disturbed young man. When I first met him he was going through the stage of trying to sort out his sexuality. He had no one to talk to and certainly was not feasible to speak to either of his parents. He began to confide in me and I did my best to answer his questions. Eventually he accepted that he was gay but did not come out of the closet immediately. He told me at that time that he preferred older men. I did not know if he were wanting to have sex with me or not, but in my position I was not about to let that happen. I believe that he had just graduated from high school when he came out to his parents. They were outraged and cursed and called him all kinds of bad names. Then he left home to begin college. His parents started to drink more and more. Each night they would get drunk sometimes during the daytime. Somehow Mr. Andrew graduated from college with honors. His father gave him the alternative to go to work in his business or he would be disowned and be left out of his parents will. Mr. Andrew is not happy and is between a rock and a hard place. He is a mixed up young man and needs professional help, but he refuses to seek out the assistances that he needs. Mr. Alan I have said way more than I should have. I do hope that you will never reveal what I have told you.”
“Thanks Pedro for telling me about Andrew. I promise you that I will never betray your confidence.”
Pedro got up and warmed up Alan’s coffee before returning to his chores in the kitchen. Alan lit up another cigarette and thought about what both Philip and Ted and then Pedro had told him. He knew that he was going to have to break up with Andrew even though they had not been together every long. He wanted to do it so that it would be the least hurtful for Andrew. He also wanted to help Andrew with his problems if at all possible.
Andrew staggered in rubbing his eyes “I’m so sorry. I must have fallen asleep. What time is it and where is everyone?”
“That’s what you get for playing with my man toy all night. Everyone is out of the lake skiing or sailing. It is almost eleven o’clock.”
“Eleven o’clock! Shit man. I did bomb out.”
Pedro brought him a cup of coffee. He sat down, thanked Pedro, and asked for a cigarette, which Alan lit one and handed it to him.
“I’ve got a question for you. Do you think that you are awake enough to answerer it?”
“Spit it out. What do you want to know?”
“Do you always want to have sex as many times with other men as you had with me last night?”
“No! My experience has been that I have sex with a guy and go back for seconds and he tells me to get lost. Why do you ask?”
“I was just wondering. If you did I would question if you were a sex maniac or something. Damn man. If you ever settled down with a man and wanted to have sex every night like that you would kill off your lover in a weeks time.”
Andrew started laughing and Alan could hear Pedro sniggering in the kitchen.
They heard the crew come into the back door. Pedro asked, “Mr. Andrew and Mr. Alan would you mind helping me get the food out on the buffet? I was not expecting them to return for another hour.”
After everyone had had lunch they packed up, said their goodbyes, and left. Andrew went down to the boathouse and checked everything before closing up and locking the door. He checked out the pier having to pick up several used condoms left from the night before. When he returned to the house Alan had already changed into his clothes. Andrew disposed of the used condoms and put on his shorts. He gathered up the personal items that he was going to take back home with him. They thanked Pedro for all that he had done and left him there to finish cleaning up after everyone.
If it were possible Andrew drove at a higher speed going home than he did the day before. When he pulled up in front of Alan’s apartment he had a sad expression on his face. Alan believed that Andrew already knew that he had blown it again.
“See you tomorrow at the restaurant for lunch. Right?” Andrew quietly asked.
Alan put his hand on Andrew’s shoulder and looked directly at him, and said, “Andrew I have had a marvelous time with you and the sex could have not been greater. You are a very nice young man, but I am going to have to tell you that I have never had anyone to come on to me so strong and fast as you have. I need some time and space to think everything through. I will not be at the restaurant tomorrow. I hope that you will understand. I do want us to be friends and perhaps more, but I do need time. Do you understand how I feel?”
“Yeah! You are just like every other fucking guy that I have ever cared anything about. Why is it that I think you are so damn hot and you think that I am crap?”
“Andrew I certainly do not think you are crap! I find you extremely attractive and good looking. You are sexier than hell! The idea of you being so much younger than me is something I have never considered before. This is all a new ballgame for me. I need time to figure out the rules and how to play the game. Just give me some time. Will you do that for me?”
“Your not just feeding me a bunch of bullshit are you?”
“No I’m not feeding you bullshit!”
“Can I call you?”
“No. I will call you when I am ready.”
Alan got out of the car and shut the door. He looked over at Andrew who was biting his lower lip and tears were rolling down his cheeks. He quickly turned the switch on the car and burned off leaving a cloud of dust.
For the remainder of the afternoon and that night Alan racked his brain trying to figure out a way to get Andrew to seek out professional help. If Andrew could learn to not be so possessive and not suffocate his partner Alan believed that he just might be willing to try to establish a lasting relationship with Andrew.
Monday morning at the office a huge arrangement of flowers were delivered to Alan. There was no card, but Alan had no doubt as to whom had sent them. When he got home from work there was a note on his door that a package had been delivered and was in the apartment manager’s office. Alan went and picked up the package, which was gift-wrapped. He opened it up and it was an expensive 18K gold bracelet. Again no card or name.
Tuesday Alan decided that he would go to the restaurant for lunch if for no other reason than to tell Andrew to stop sending him flowers and gifts. Andrew was not at the restaurant. When he got back to his office a large balloon arrangement that almost filled up his office had been delivered. Alan was almost tempted to call Andrew but decided it would be best to talk to him in person.
Wednesday he went to the restaurant and again Andrew was not there. After giving the situation a considerable amount of thought Alan had decided that he should set down with Andrew and put everything out on the table and tell him that he would agree to date him on the condition that he would go for counseling. That evening he placed a call to Andrew and reached an answering machine. He left a message asking Andrew to give him a call.
Thursday morning Alan went to the employees’ snack bar for his break. The TV was on and Alan was watching the morning news. He was devastated by what he heard.
“Andrew Blair, twenty-four years old, son of multi-millionaire Elaine and Andrew Blair Sr. was killed in an automobile accident last night around 11:00PM. He was speeding in excess of one hundred and twenty miles an hour on the highway 175 when he lost control of his car that rolled over six times. The highway patrol was in pursuit just prior to the accident. There was no evidence or indications that alcohol or drugs being involved. The young Mr. Blair was pronounce dead at the scene of the accident.”
The End.
By Kevin unoponcho
Part 1
Two months had gone by since Alan had moved into town where he went to work for a firm that was paying him almost twice the salary that he had previously been earning. He had settled into an apartment within walking distance from his office. He was well qualified for his position and enjoyed what he was doing.
Generally, Alan was a quiet, reserved and rather shy individual but when necessary he could be very assertive and could hold his own. This was a real asset in the work he was doing. He was forty-two years old and up until now he had had a relatively uneventful life and had always lived in a modest, conservatively way.
For a man of his age he was very fit, in excellent physical condition with a toned and hard body even though he had never made any great effort to keep in shape or exercise.
From an early age Alan had understood that he was gay. He had never made any attempt to hide the fact but he was never open about it either. He had had a few gay sexual encounters which involved men that were attractive to him and above all, discreet. For ten years he had an affair with a man that he was never in love with nor was the man in love with him. They had an open relationship but Alan had not dated or had sex with anyone else. His former fuck buddy was a long distance truck driver and would be gone for weeks at a time. A month or so prior to Alan accepting his new job his fuck buddy had found a new boyfriend with whom he believed he was in love and they had moved in together.
Alan was a creature of habit. He had a regular set routine and was always very punctual in almost every thing he did. On the first day that he reported for work he discovered a small restaurant a half block from his office and each day promptly at one o’clock he would take his lunch break and go there where he dined on a hamburger, fries, and ice tea.
Alan was very attracted to a young man he noticed in the restaurant on several different occasions. Each time they saw each other they made eye contact and would exchange a smile and nod. Alan's first impression of the young man led him to believe that he was twenty years old at the most. The more he observed him he began to realize the young man was probably older but looked younger. Alan never gave him any serious thought. He figured that the handsome dude with his charming smile and beautiful blue eyes was a friendly sort with everyone.
One Thursday, Allan went to the restaurant as usual. However, when he got there all the tables were taken. As he stood at the entrance waiting for a vacant seat,the waitress approached and informed him that one of the customers had invited him to set at his table. The customer turned out to be the young man who was sat at a table for four in the back of the restaurant. There there were two chairs on each side of the table and the young man was seated with his back to the wall. He stood up and introduced himself as Andrew and invited Allan to set down beside him. Allan told him his name as they shook hands and sat down.
The waitress asked, “You want the same as usual?”
“Yes please”.
As soon as the waitress left Andrew reached under the tablecloth and put his hand on Alan’s leg while looking directly at him. “Alan, I have been wanting to meet you from the first day I saw you as I believe you are the most attractive man that I have ever seen.”
“Thanks Andrew. You’ve made my day, especially coming from someone that is so easy on the eyes. I believe the expression is ‘eye candy'?”
“Damn! No one has ever told me that before.”
Alan had noticed that Andrew had already finished eating and had a cigarette burning in the ashtray. Alan got a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket “Do you mind if I smoke?”
“I don’t mind at all. I smoke myself.”
“Your cigarette has almost burned out. Would you care for one of mine?”
“Yes, please.”
Alan handed him a cigarette, which Andrew took with his left hand without moving his right hand from Alan’s leg. He put the cigarette between his lips and waited for Alan to offer him a light.
Alan flicked his cigarette lighter and held it up so Andrew could lean forward and take a light. As he leaned over his hand moved up Alan’s leg so that it was resting on his crotch. When Andrew realized that Alan was not going to protest he proceeded to fondle Alan’s cock that became erect almost instantly. Both Andrew and Alan were looking around so as to be sure that no one could detect what was going on beneath the tablecloth.
Andrew had very dexterous fingers. He managed to unzip Alan’s pants, and had pulled out his erection and balls and was slowly stroking on Alan’s cock. They just smiled at each other and continued to smoke on their cigarettes and drink their ice tea while glancing around to see if anyone could see them. Andrew stopped momentarily and put his right hand back on the table when the waitress brought Alan his food. As soon as she left Andrew continued to stroke Alan’s cock while he ate his hamburger and fries. It took Alan longer than normal to eat his lunch because of the pleasure that was being inflicted on him under the table. With the exception of an occasional expression on Alan’s face no one ever could have suspected what was going on. Alan had just finished his last bite of food when he began to shoot off. Andrew was prepared and Alan shot off into the napkin with which he had covered his cock-head. They both drank ice tea and smoked another cigarette while waiting for Alan’s dick to get soft. Somehow Andrew managed with one hand to clean Alan up, return his cock inside his pants and zip them up.
Andrew reached over and got Alan’s ticket and told him that he was buying their lunch. Alan protested and when he saw that Andrew was not going to give in “Thanks Andrew. I’ll pay for our lunch tomorrow.”
“We will discuss that after we have eaten tomorrow.” Andrew replied with a big smile on his face.
As they got up to leave Alan noticed that Andrew had a semi-hard on and there was a wet spot on his crotch caused by either precum or cum. They walked together to the front of the restaurant where Alan waited until Andrew paid the bill. When they got out side as Alan turned to go to his office and Andrew was going the opposite direction Alan said, “Thanks man for everything.” Andrew replied, “It was my pleasure. See you tomorrow same time same place.”
As Alan walked back to his office he could not believe what had just happened or that he had allowed it to happen. He could not imagine someone like Andrew who was at least fifteen years or possibly twenty years younger than he would be interested in giving him a hand job. The idea of him doing it in public was even more of a mystery and excitement to him. He realized how foolish it all had been. Had they been detected they both could have ended up in jail, even so Alan thought that it all was exciting and worth the risk.
Friday per usual Alan was on time when he arrived at the restaurant. He was disappointed when he looked around and did not see Andrew. The waitress came up to Alan and said, “Your friend is waiting for you. Follow me.” She led him to the back where there was an alcove with a table for two that Alan had not known existed. Andrew was sitting there smoking a cigarette and smiling; again he had finished eating already and was waiting for Alan’s arrival.
Andrew stood up and they exchanged greetings before sitting down beside each other as before. Alan told the waitress that he wanted the same as always. As soon as she left Andrew had his hands on Alan’s zipper.
“Andrew. Do you have any idea what would happen if we were to be caught?”
“Yeah. We were lucky yesterday, but today we are not going to be caught.”
“You seem to be so sure. The waitress could catch us.”
“Alan, I have already given her a big tip. If she sees anything she would not dare tell anyone. Just relax and enjoy your lunch.”
Andrew not only unzipped Alan’s pants and began stroking on his cock but he had unzipped his own pants and was whacking on his own piece of meat, which he proudly showed to Alan. Alan had to struggle to keep from leaning over and going down on Andrew’s beautiful piece of equipment. Instead, he reached over and took a hold of it and had stroked it for a minute or so before they heard the approach of the waitress with Alan’s lunch.
Alan only managed to eat half of his hamburger and had not even touched his fries when he became more interested in jacking Andrew’s cock than eating. It did not take very long before Andrew was close to ejaculating. Alan lost all of his senses and leaned over giving head bringing Andrew to a tremendous climax. Once assured that he had successfully obtained all of Andrew's precious cum he set back up just in time for Andrew to lean over and deep throat him as he released his cargo. There was no need for napkins to clean up - they had both taken care of that problem! They had just put away their privates and zipped up when the waitress returned to refill their glasses with ice tea.
Alan lit up two cigarettes and handed one to Andrew.
“Thanks man. Listen. There is a party out at the lake tomorrow night. Would you be my date and go with me? I assure you that you will have fun.”
“Look Andrew. Do you realize that I am old enough to be your dad?”
“You’re not that old. Alan, I happen to prefer older men like you. I find guys my age to be so immature. Don’t misunderstand me. I like daddies, but I am not looking for a sugar-daddy. I have money of my own. How about it? I could pick you up about nine in the morning and we will spend the night at the lake and I will have you back home early Sunday afternoon.”
“I don’t know. Sounds interesting. Who's going to be at this party?”
“Probably ten other horny gay guys. Most of them will be around my age but there will be a couple nearer your age. There is a sail and ski boat, a barge, and a pier with a diving board. We always have a big time at these parties. A couple kegs of beer and plenty of food. How about it? Tell me where you live and I will pick you up in the morning.”
“What do I need to bring?”
“Clothing is optional. Bring a swimsuit if you wish and your toilet kit. That’s it.”
Andrew stood up already having picked up the tickets for the meals and put them in his pocket. “Tell me where to pick you up and I will see you in the morning,” as he assumed that Alan’s answer would be yes.
Alan gave Andrew his business card that included his home address and phone number. Andrew in turn gave him one of his business cards with all the pertinent information on it. As they walked up front Andrew had his hand on Alan’s shoulder but none of the customers would have thought anything about it. They would have assumed that they were father and son or maybe brothers.
Alan offered to pay for their lunches. Andrew smiled and said, “You supplied the dessert it is only right that I pay for the main course!”
Part 2
Just before nine o’clock Saturday morning Alan received a phone call from Andrew who asked him to meet him in front of his apartment and that he would be there shortly. Alan was taken back when he saw Andrew drive up in a fancy what appeared to be brand new red shiny imported foreign sport convertible.
As Alan got into the car he could not help but notice that the back seat was packed with food and other things. Of course the first thing that Alan had seen was Andrew’s smiling face and he was wearing only a pair of short shorts that were a light teal color that complimented his blue eyes and blond hair and flip-flops.
After greeting each other Andrew burned off like a bat out of hell. Alan was curious about the party and asked Andrew who was going to be hosting the party.
“I am. I have arranged for this place on the lake. There will be about ten of my gay horny friends that will be there.”
“Oh really. What ages are these friends.”
“Well Tim will be the youngest and he is twenty-four I think. And Philip and Ted are around forty. The rest are in between.”
As soon as they were out of the city limits Andrew’s foot got heavy and at times he was driving thirty or more miles an hour over the speed limit. He was not driving recklessly but just fast.
He had also pulled the leg up on his shorts exposing his cock that he began to rub bring it to an erection knowing full well that Alan was watching.
He smiled at Alan, and said, “Why don’t you take your big boy out? I would love to watch you play with it.”
Reluctantly, Alan unzipped his pants and took out his already stiff erection and began slowly jacking on it while they were watching each other as they speed down the highway.
“Damn Alan. You make me so horny and hot. Before we come back tomorrow our cocks are going to be so sore that we may need to put Band-Aids on them.”
“What have I gotten myself into? What kind of party is this going to be?”
“Don’t worry. We are going to have fun. Just wait and see.”
When they pulled off of the highway onto another road Alan looked at his wristwatch and it was 9:45 AM. He was watching Andrew who stopped jacking on his stiff and pulled down the leg of his shorts in an effort to cover up his erection. Alan took this as a clue that they were getting close to their destination and returned his cock into his pants and zipped them up.
A short time latter Andrew pulled up in front of this beautiful home which Andrew referred to as being a lake house. Alan could see the lake in back of the house where there was a boat house, pier, and the back yard was terraced with a manicured lawn, big shade trees, shrubbery, and flower beds. There were no other houses within sight.
As soon as Andrew stopped and got out of the car he asked Alan if he would mind helping him unload the car. A man came from the back of the house dressed in a white servants uniform. Alan guessed the distinguished looking man who was Hispanic to be in his late fifties.
Andrew introduced him to Alan. His name was Pedro. They shook hands and Pedro bowed his head in respect and said, “Nice to meet you Mr. Alan.” Then he turned and said to Andrew “How are you doing today Mr. Andrew?”
While they unloaded the car and were carrying everything inside from the remarks that were made between Pedro and Andrew left no doubt in Alan’s mind that the “lake house” belong to Andrew’s parents and Pedro had been a servant for a number of years and knew the score. Pedro himself possibly might be gay.
When they had finished unloading the car Andrew took Alan into the master bedroom where they would be spending the night. Alan’s suspicion of the lake house belonging to Andrew or his parents were confirmed when he went to use the bathroom and saw towels with Andrew’s monogram initials on them.
After using the bathroom he returned to the bedroom to find that Andrew had put on a skimpy purple and pink Speedo that showed off his endowment to the best advantage. Alan started to change into his conservative navy blue, out of fashion, swim trunks.
“Alan, I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but you should not wear that.” He went to his chest of drawers and pulled out a rose colored Speedo that was not as skimpy as the one he was wearing and tossed it to Alan. “You are my date and I want you to show off your wears. I want my friends to be jealous because I have a date with the best looking man around.”
As soon as Alan had put on the Speedo Andrew stepped up in front of him. He placed his hand gently on Alan’s box and then reached around and caressed his buttocks.
He looked Alan directly in the eyes and said, “I love the way you look. I love your legs, hips, stomach, chests, and shoulders. I love everything about you. You have just the right amount of hair on your muscular chest, legs and arms. God you are a sexy man. I feel so lucky to be with you.”
Then he put his arms around Alan’s neck and affectionately kissed him on his cheeks, nose and forehead. Before Alan could say anything Andrew said, “Come on. I’m going to show you around the house and then I need to help and talk to Pedro for a little bit before we go outside where I will show you around.”
While they were making a tour of the house and were in the den Andrew pointed out the bar and informed Alan that he was welcomed to help himself to whatever drink he preferred but that he did not drink anything that contained alcohol because of both of his parents being alcoholics. He also made a point that he did not use drugs and that they were not permitted on the property.
Andrew excused himself while he went to help and give last minute instructions to Pedro. Alan took his cigarettes and went out on the patio where he smoked his third cigarette for the morning while he waited on Andrew.
A short time later Andrew came out onto the patio and stood behind Alan who was sitting in a chair. He put his hands on Alan’s shoulders and bent down and kissed him on top of his head and then ran his hands down his chests and affectionately rubbed and teased his nipples. As soon as he stood back up Alan handed him the pack of cigarettes and lighter. Andrew got himself a cigarette, lit it, and returned the pack and lighter to Alan.
“Thanks! Come with me. There are some things that I need to do down at the boathouse.”
Andrew was leading the way purposely and seductively wobbling his hips showing off in front of Alan. He stopped, turned around, and said, “If you would like a piece of that action it’s all yours.” They both were laughing and continued towards the boathouse.
Andrew unlocked the door to the boathouse and then opened the back doors. I did not take him long to put life preservers in the Chris Craft ski boat, small Vanguard sailboat and then the barge. He checked the gas in the Chris Craft and the barge. He also check to be sure the water skies were on board before he started the engine and moved the ski boat out of the boathouse and tied it up to the ramp on the pier.
They had taken a short swim in the lake after Andrew had completed his chores making ready for his guest before they returned to the house. Pedro had laid out a buffet where the guests could help themselves to food and drinks whenever they arrived and wanted something to eat.
Just after noon the guests began to arrive driving their expensive automobiles. After they were introduced to Alan the first thing that they did was to go into one of the bedrooms and remove their clothes. Some felt at ease and were nude while some wore skimpy swimsuits or Speedos. After they had shed their clothes and were comfortable they helped themselves to the food and drinks and found different places to eat their lunch.
Andrews and Alan went out on the patio to eat their lunch and afterwards to smoke their cigarettes. While they were eating Andrews very briefly told about his friends that were there.
Philip and Ted were the oldest and approximately two years younger than Alan. They had been together for seventeen years. He believed that due to their being out of shape and having pot belies that they appeared to be ten or so years older than Alan.
Chris and Jay had been a couple for two years and both were twenty-six years old. Even though they were older than Andrew they had been friends of his since they were classmates in high school and college.
Bill, Tim, Doyle and Duke were single and ages ranged from twenty-four to thirty. Tim being the youngest but was by far the most promiscuous of the group. He was openly gay and boldly made advances to any man that he believed that he good have sex with. Both Bill and Doyle were twenty-eight and had been best friends but never any interest in being lovers since their early teen-age years. Duke was thirty years old and was interested in athletics. He frequently visited the gym and was intent on keeping in shape and building his body.
Alan began to feel that he was out of his element or not in the same league or not in the same class as the other quests and Andrews. It was not because anyone was not friendly or had said anything. It simply was because all of them were financially well off and they lived a different lifestyle than he was accustom to living.
By two o’clock everyone had left the house and were doing different things. Bill, Tim, Doyle and Duke had taken the barge along with a keg of beer a short distance from shore where they anchored it and were sunbathing and swimming in the nude. Philip and Ted were sailing on the sailboat. Chris and Jay had chosen to use the canoe and were paddling around on the lake.
Andrew asked Alan if he like to water ski. Alan told him that he did not know how. He also had previously asked him if he like to sail and again Alan told him that he had never been sailing. They settled on taking a ride on the Chris Craft skiing boat. After they got into the boat Andrew handed a bottle of suntan lotion and asked Alan to put the lotion on his body. Alan gladly applied the lotion as requested and admired Andrew’s beautiful, toned, hard body and the smoothness of his skin. The oil in the lotion caused his body to glisten in the sunlight that accentuated his beauty. By the time he had finished he had a hard-on. Andrew then applied suntan lotion on Alan. He was not only applying the lotion but also more or less giving him a massage at the same time. Andrew also had an erection very evident in his skimpy Speedo along with noticeable wet spots caused by precum. They just grinned at each other and Andrew moved to the rear and started up the motor.
Andrew drove the boat exceedingly fast and made sharp turns that caused Alan believed that the boat would turn over at any minute. Andrew seemly got his kicks from driving at high speeds both in his car and the boat. He also enjoyed seeing Alan scared shitless.
They had been riding around in the boat for sometime and Alan believed that they were headed back to the lake house. Suddenly Andrew slowed the boat down and turned into an alcove where a creek flowed into the lake. He drove the boat a little ways up the creek until they were in a secluded area. He cut off the motor, dropped anchor, and set down beside Alan. He put his hand on Alan’s leg, and had a serious expression on his face.
“You have a choice to make Alan. You either let me give you a blowjob or you swim back to the house?”
Part 3
Before Alan could say anything Andrew with a big smile on his face had moved between Alan’s legs and was on his knees with his face buried in his crotch where he was licking and chewing on the fabric of the swimsuit that was covering his cock. Within minutes Alan had another erection and Andrew tugged on his swimsuit until he had removed it and along with taking off his own Speedo. Andrew began stroking on Alan’s engorged manhood while looking up at Alan. Their eyes locked on each other for a time and then Andrew suddenly bent over and swallowed Alan’s cock in one swift downward movement. This sent Alan into orbit and he wanted to scream out but the sound would not come out. Alan had had blowjobs before but never like the one that Andrew was giving him. Within five more or less minutes Alan even though he wanted to put it off began ejaculating volumes of his cum while his cock was being consumed and deep in Andrews throat. Alan was making all kinds of sounds expressing his excitement and enjoyment but nothing compared to the loud sounds that Andrew was making. Shortly after Alan had shot off Andrew stood up. Alan leaned over and took Andrew’s beautiful erect penis into his mouth and deep throated him. That was all that it took to cause Andrew to loose his load.
Andrew set down beside Alan and put his arm around his waist. They set there silently for a few minutes before Andrew said, “That was great but it happened too fast. The way I figure it we have about twenty more hours together. If we space it out I think that I can get you off at least six more times before we leave. At least one of those times I want it to happen after you have fucked me in my ass.”
“Are you kidding me Andrew? You must remember that I’m not as young as you.”
“I’m going to make you feel young. Just leave it to me.”
Andrew got up, lifted up the anchor, started the motor, backed out of the creek and took off at a high speed back to the lake house. It had not occurred to Alan that he nor Andrew had not put on their swimsuits and did not do so until they pulled up to the dock.
Everyone was waiting on them on the pier except Philip and Ted who were still sailing. They all wanted to go water skiing. Andrew and Alan decided that they would not go. They all were getting into the boat, but before Tim got in he put his arm around Alan’s waist and kissed him on his cheek.
Andrew screamed out, “Get your fucking ass away from my boyfriend! He is mine! Do you understand me Dickhead?”
Tim obviously embarrassed quickly got onto the boat. Jay was behind the wheel and started the motor and took off.
Alan and Andrew sat or lay on the pier taking sunbaths while nude and talked and smoked while watching everyone else water ski or sail. It was the first time that they had a chance to get to talk for any length of time and to get know each other. Andrew practically dominated the conversation. The only time that they were interrupted was when Pedro came down on the pier and brought them a coke. Before Pedro left he was sporting a boner and had obviously enjoyed looking at Andrew and Alan’s nude bodies.
In the course of their conversations Andrew revealed and admitted that he being the only child had been spoiled rotten. All his life he had been given or got everything he ever wanted. He talked about his job working in his father’s business. He said that he was just a figurehead and had no responsibilities or specific duties. He was never permitted to make any decisions or input to the business. For him it was boring and in some ways felt guilty receiving a high salary without contributing to the business. He felt confident that he could be of value, but was never given an opportunity to prove himself. Even when his father was out of town or so drunk that he could not go to work that another employee was placed in charge.
Alan could not help feeling sorry for him. He did get the impression that Andrew was intelligent and much more mature than most at his age. Andrew did not say so in so many words but Alan had the impression that Andrew believed that his parents were alcoholics because of him being gay. The whole time that they were talking Andrew was unconsciously and affectionately rubbing or running his fingers across some part of Alan’s anatomy.
Just as the sun began to go down Philip and Ted were the first to return in the sailboat. They put the boat back into the boathouse and joined Andrew and Alan on the pier. A short time later the skiers returned and also docked the Chris Craft back into the boathouse.
* * * * * *
They all had eaten dinner and returned to the pier where they watched the sun go down and the full moon coming into view. They all were talking, some smoking, and some drinking beer. Philip and Ted, Chris and Jay, and Andrew and Alan were setting close to each other enjoying the romantic setting. Bill, Duke, Doyle and Tim were playfully horsing around with each other. Duke being more athletic of the three began to push the others off of the pier into the water and then jumped in. Before long everyone had stripped off their swimsuits and were in the water. After some more horseplay everyone got out. Philip and Ted chose a place away from the others and began to make out. Chris and Jay followed suit and also began to have sex. Andrew began attacking Alan’s cock with enthusiasm and began sucking him off. Tim had gone back to the house. Bill, Duke and Doyle were giving head or jacking on each other’s cocks. When Tim returned he had several short ropes around his neck, a supply of condoms, and lube.
“Okay guys! It’s time for my annual fucking. Who’s going to tie me to the diving board and who is going to fuck me first?” Tim asked as he bent over and exposed his pucker.
Bill, Doyle and Duke jumped up and pushed Tim face down on the diving board. They tied his hands and feet beneath the diving board before they applied a generous amount of lube up his asshole. Duke was the first to put on a condom and rammed his enormous cock into Tim. Tim took it without a whimper or groan.
In fact Tim jokingly asked, “Shit Duke. Is that all you have to offer?”
Duke replied by slapping the cheeks of his ass several times and began fucking him like a mechanical piston, which did cause Tim to groan and moan.
The three couples continued their sexual activities and occasionally looked over to see what was going on with Tim being fucked.
Duke continued to fuck Tim showing no signs of sympathy or compassion. Bill move in front of Tim and shoved his cock into Tim’s mouth and began fucking motions. Doyle began rimming Duke’s pucker while Duke continued to fuck Tim.
Andrew and Alan were taking turns in giving head to each other. By this time Philip was fucking Ted and Chris and Jay were laying down on the pier in a sixty-nine position giving head to each other.
Duke pulled out of Tim just before he was about to climax. Doyle quickly took his place. Doyle fucked Tim for a good length of time before pulling way just before he climaxed. Bill had been receiving a blowjob but took his turn in fucking Tim’s ass.
Philip had shot off and had changed position so that Ted was fucking him. Chris and Jay were seemly content in giving head to each other at the same time.
Several times Andrew and Alan had been close to having their orgasms and were slowly giving head to each other to prolong their pleasure as long as they could.
Some time later when Bill pulled out of Tim’s hole Duke asked, “Who’s next? Who wants a piece of Tim’s ass?”
No one answered. Duke asked each one.
“Philip?”
“Pass”
“Ted?”
“Pass”
“Chris?”
“Jay and I pass now but maybe later”
“Andrew?”
“Pass”
“Alan?”
Before Alan could answer Andrew said, “He passes. If he fucks anyone’s ass it is going to be mine.”
Duke slapped Tim’s butt and said, “Okay Buddy. It’s my turn again. Duke slammed his cock back into Tim’s hole and began fucking. He had not been fucking Tim very long when Doyle stepped up behind Duke and shoved his cock up Duke’s ass. A short time later Bill had poked his fucking tool into Doyle. The three of them were fucking in unison. Tim screamed out that he was cumming. That did not slow the others down they just kept on fucking each other.
Alan had difficulty in concentrating on what he and Andrew were doing to each other. It was his first time to ever witness in person other guys having sex.
Bill was the first to shoot his spunk into his condom while crammed into Doyle’s rectum. A few minutes later Doyle shot off his jizz into Duke’s well-fucked hole. Then Duke took his turn pulling his cock out of Tim, removing his condom and jacking on his cock and shooting off onto Tim’s back and butt.
Chris and Jay stopped giving head to each other, got up, and put on condoms.
They walked over to Tim and Chris asked, “Are you ready for us?”
“Hell yes! I’ve been waiting for this.”
By this time Ted had lost his load. He, Philip, Bill, Doyle, and Duke had gathered around to watch Chris and Jay fuck Tim at the same time. Andrew’s plans prevented he and Alan to watch the oncoming exhibition.
Chris and Jay untied Tim and helped him stand up. Chris lay down on the diving board on his back with his ass near the foot. Tim turned so he was facing away from Chris. He straddled him and lowered his ass all the way down on Chris’s big long cock. Then he leaned back so he was lying down on top of Chris’ stomach and chest. Jay stepped up and shoves his hard cock into Tim’s rectum on top of Chris’s cock. They had double penetrated him and began fucking with their cocks rubbing against each other inside Tim’s well-fucked hole.
Andrew had Alan to lie down on his side and Andrew laid down beside him so that they could give head to each other. Before long Andrew had Alan to roll over on top of him and asked him to fuck him in his mouth while he continued to receive head from Alan.
Tim screamed out that he was cumming again. He shot his load all over himself and others who were close by. It was when Chris alerted everyone that he was cumming that triggered Alan to shoot his cum into Andrew’s eager mouth and throat. In a short period of time Jay was loudly announcing that he was climaxing. About the same time Andrew released his abundant load of cum into Alan’s throat.
By the time that Andrew and Alan had stood up they had Tim again face down on the diving board and tied up. Duke informed Tim that he might want another piece of his ass after he took a dip in the water.
Everyone jumped off the side of the pier into the water leaving Tim tied up. When everyone got out they picked up their swimsuits and started towards the house. Tim was screaming out, “You’re not going to leave me like this! Untie me you son-of-bitches!”
Tim’s pleas were ignored and they all went into the house. Andrew told everyone goodnight that he and Alan were going to bed.
Part 4
Alan fell on the bed on his back feeling completely spent. He knew that Andrew wanted to have more sex, but he did not believe it possible to get another erection. Andrew jumped on the bed full of energy and got on top of Alan. He began running his fingers over Alan’s face and slowly moving down soon joined by licking and kissing Alan’s torso and continued on down until he had reached Alan’s feet. He then got off of Alan and lay down beside him on his back. He reached over and started rubbing and stroking Alan’s non-responsive limp dick. Alan thought that the least he could do was to respond and play with Andrew’s dick and jack or suck him off if necessary.
As they lay there in silence Alan began to remember what all had taken place on the pier. It was not long before he was fully aroused and ready for action. Andrew went down on him several times before retrieving a condom and lube from the nightstand beside the bed. He put a condom on Alan and handed him the lube. Andrew rolled over on his stomach and raised his ass up so Alan could apply the lube.
Alan fucked him in several positions and finally ending up on their sides with Andrews back to him. Alan fucked him while jacking on his cock. Andrew shot off moments before Alan. Andrew immediately moved so they were facing each other in a six-nine position. He removed Alan’s condom and began giving head to him again. They both had maintained their erections, but Alan had no hopes of being able to climax for some time. They gave head to each other for an hour or so when Alan realized that Andrew had fallen asleep.
Feeling relieved he rolled over on his back. For some reason he could not go to sleep. As he lay there in deep thought he could not believe how possessive and over protective that Andrew was of him. He had never had anyone to come on to him so strongly the way Andrew had, never the less someone that was so much younger than he. He had enough sense to know that a serious relationship between he and Andrew was never going to work. There was not only the age factor but also the difference in their lifestyles. Here he was lying on a bed with silk sheets in a house that he would consider a mansion that Andrew casually referred to as the lake house.
Eventually he fell asleep only to be awaken some time during the night becoming aware that Andrew was sucking his cock for God only knows how long and he was close to shooting off. He was also aware that Andrew was beating off. Within minutes still being half asleep he had another orgasm pumping his cum deep into Andrews throat soon followed by feeling Andrews cock pressed to his lips. He opened his mouth and felt Andrew stick his cock inside while his cum erupted and squirted down his throat. Alan swallowed Andrews cum and fell back asleep while even knowing that Andrew was still sucking on his cock.
Alan was lying on his stomach when he woke up the next morning. Andrew was lying on his back and was masturbating. When Andrew realized that Alan was awake he told him good morning and rolled over on top of him. He slid his cock down between the crack of Alan’s ass and then down further between his legs and began humping him. A few minutes later he began shooting off depositing his gooey jizz between Alan’s legs, on his testicles and on the bed beneath him. Andrew got off of Alan and rolled him over on his back and then proceeded to give him another blowjob. Alan did not protest but merely told him that he was not for sure if he could get an erection and if so he may not be able to shoot off. Andrew was not disconcerted a bit and told Alan just to relax and enjoy. With Andrew being persistent and using his expertise for around thirty minutes Alan released his load such as it was.
They got up and took their showers and shaved before putting on their swimsuits and joining the others who were eating a delicious breakfast that Pedro had prepared. Tim was as cheerful as ever. Alan had no idea how long they had left Tim tied up on the pier, but all had been forgiven. From all of the talk it was apparent to Alan that all of them had sex one or more times during the night after leaving the pier.
Alan took his cigarettes and stepped outside to lit up. He was walking around expecting Andrew to join him. Andrew did not show up but Philip and Ted did. They got to talking and Alan confided in them about his concern that Andrew was coming on to him so strong and was so possessive and jealous. Philip informed Alan that Andrew had never had an affair that last more than three days. That he always became over domineering and would smoother his new acquaintance or scare them away. Philip and Ted both felt sorry for Andrew as well as felt sorry for Alan. They agreed with Alan that unless Andrew could change that there was no hope for a relationship to ever survive. They advised Alan even though they valued Andrew friendship that he should break away as soon as possible. Philip and Ted excused themselves and headed to the boathouse to go sailing for a couple of hours before they had to go home.
Alan lit up another cigarette wondering what had happened to delay Andrew from joining him. Then all of the other guys except Andrew piled out of the house headed to the boathouse to go water skiing. Alan finished his cigarette and went back into the house to check on Andrew. He found Andrew laying half on the bed with his legs and feet hanging off of the side. Alan surmised that Andrew had sat down on the bed and fell asleep. He picked Andrews legs up and moved them onto the bed. He looked down on Andrew’s beautiful body and his angelic face. He stood there for some time wondering how such an attractive person could possibly be interested in him.
He left the bedroom and Andrew asleep and went into the kitchen where Pedro was busy cleaning up. He asked Pedro if he might have another cup of coffee. Pedro poured him a mug of coffee and handed it to him. He went and set down at the breakfast table. He had not been there very long before Pedro asked him if he would mind if he joined him. Pedro sat down with his coffee and looked at Alan.
“Sir. You have a trouble mind. Do you want to talk about it?”
“You are right Pedro. But I do not know if I should talk about it or not.”
“Sir. I’m not a mind reader but does your problem involve Mr. Andrew?”
“Yes as a matter of fact it does.”
“Mr. Alan, I do not want to talk out of turn. I started working for Mr. Andrew’s parents when he was sixteen years old. He was and is a very disturbed young man. When I first met him he was going through the stage of trying to sort out his sexuality. He had no one to talk to and certainly was not feasible to speak to either of his parents. He began to confide in me and I did my best to answer his questions. Eventually he accepted that he was gay but did not come out of the closet immediately. He told me at that time that he preferred older men. I did not know if he were wanting to have sex with me or not, but in my position I was not about to let that happen. I believe that he had just graduated from high school when he came out to his parents. They were outraged and cursed and called him all kinds of bad names. Then he left home to begin college. His parents started to drink more and more. Each night they would get drunk sometimes during the daytime. Somehow Mr. Andrew graduated from college with honors. His father gave him the alternative to go to work in his business or he would be disowned and be left out of his parents will. Mr. Andrew is not happy and is between a rock and a hard place. He is a mixed up young man and needs professional help, but he refuses to seek out the assistances that he needs. Mr. Alan I have said way more than I should have. I do hope that you will never reveal what I have told you.”
“Thanks Pedro for telling me about Andrew. I promise you that I will never betray your confidence.”
Pedro got up and warmed up Alan’s coffee before returning to his chores in the kitchen. Alan lit up another cigarette and thought about what both Philip and Ted and then Pedro had told him. He knew that he was going to have to break up with Andrew even though they had not been together every long. He wanted to do it so that it would be the least hurtful for Andrew. He also wanted to help Andrew with his problems if at all possible.
Andrew staggered in rubbing his eyes “I’m so sorry. I must have fallen asleep. What time is it and where is everyone?”
“That’s what you get for playing with my man toy all night. Everyone is out of the lake skiing or sailing. It is almost eleven o’clock.”
“Eleven o’clock! Shit man. I did bomb out.”
Pedro brought him a cup of coffee. He sat down, thanked Pedro, and asked for a cigarette, which Alan lit one and handed it to him.
“I’ve got a question for you. Do you think that you are awake enough to answerer it?”
“Spit it out. What do you want to know?”
“Do you always want to have sex as many times with other men as you had with me last night?”
“No! My experience has been that I have sex with a guy and go back for seconds and he tells me to get lost. Why do you ask?”
“I was just wondering. If you did I would question if you were a sex maniac or something. Damn man. If you ever settled down with a man and wanted to have sex every night like that you would kill off your lover in a weeks time.”
Andrew started laughing and Alan could hear Pedro sniggering in the kitchen.
They heard the crew come into the back door. Pedro asked, “Mr. Andrew and Mr. Alan would you mind helping me get the food out on the buffet? I was not expecting them to return for another hour.”
After everyone had had lunch they packed up, said their goodbyes, and left. Andrew went down to the boathouse and checked everything before closing up and locking the door. He checked out the pier having to pick up several used condoms left from the night before. When he returned to the house Alan had already changed into his clothes. Andrew disposed of the used condoms and put on his shorts. He gathered up the personal items that he was going to take back home with him. They thanked Pedro for all that he had done and left him there to finish cleaning up after everyone.
If it were possible Andrew drove at a higher speed going home than he did the day before. When he pulled up in front of Alan’s apartment he had a sad expression on his face. Alan believed that Andrew already knew that he had blown it again.
“See you tomorrow at the restaurant for lunch. Right?” Andrew quietly asked.
Alan put his hand on Andrew’s shoulder and looked directly at him, and said, “Andrew I have had a marvelous time with you and the sex could have not been greater. You are a very nice young man, but I am going to have to tell you that I have never had anyone to come on to me so strong and fast as you have. I need some time and space to think everything through. I will not be at the restaurant tomorrow. I hope that you will understand. I do want us to be friends and perhaps more, but I do need time. Do you understand how I feel?”
“Yeah! You are just like every other fucking guy that I have ever cared anything about. Why is it that I think you are so damn hot and you think that I am crap?”
“Andrew I certainly do not think you are crap! I find you extremely attractive and good looking. You are sexier than hell! The idea of you being so much younger than me is something I have never considered before. This is all a new ballgame for me. I need time to figure out the rules and how to play the game. Just give me some time. Will you do that for me?”
“Your not just feeding me a bunch of bullshit are you?”
“No I’m not feeding you bullshit!”
“Can I call you?”
“No. I will call you when I am ready.”
Alan got out of the car and shut the door. He looked over at Andrew who was biting his lower lip and tears were rolling down his cheeks. He quickly turned the switch on the car and burned off leaving a cloud of dust.
For the remainder of the afternoon and that night Alan racked his brain trying to figure out a way to get Andrew to seek out professional help. If Andrew could learn to not be so possessive and not suffocate his partner Alan believed that he just might be willing to try to establish a lasting relationship with Andrew.
Monday morning at the office a huge arrangement of flowers were delivered to Alan. There was no card, but Alan had no doubt as to whom had sent them. When he got home from work there was a note on his door that a package had been delivered and was in the apartment manager’s office. Alan went and picked up the package, which was gift-wrapped. He opened it up and it was an expensive 18K gold bracelet. Again no card or name.
Tuesday Alan decided that he would go to the restaurant for lunch if for no other reason than to tell Andrew to stop sending him flowers and gifts. Andrew was not at the restaurant. When he got back to his office a large balloon arrangement that almost filled up his office had been delivered. Alan was almost tempted to call Andrew but decided it would be best to talk to him in person.
Wednesday he went to the restaurant and again Andrew was not there. After giving the situation a considerable amount of thought Alan had decided that he should set down with Andrew and put everything out on the table and tell him that he would agree to date him on the condition that he would go for counseling. That evening he placed a call to Andrew and reached an answering machine. He left a message asking Andrew to give him a call.
Thursday morning Alan went to the employees’ snack bar for his break. The TV was on and Alan was watching the morning news. He was devastated by what he heard.
“Andrew Blair, twenty-four years old, son of multi-millionaire Elaine and Andrew Blair Sr. was killed in an automobile accident last night around 11:00PM. He was speeding in excess of one hundred and twenty miles an hour on the highway 175 when he lost control of his car that rolled over six times. The highway patrol was in pursuit just prior to the accident. There was no evidence or indications that alcohol or drugs being involved. The young Mr. Blair was pronounce dead at the scene of the accident.”
The End.
harry113
JUB Addict
Re: Want A Daddy Not A Sugar Daddy
Great Kevin, Thank you
As a naturist myself I can't wait to see how the 'clothing optional' party goes !!
Harry
Great Kevin, Thank you
As a naturist myself I can't wait to see how the 'clothing optional' party goes !!
Harry
Re: Urge To Have Gay Sex Every Now And Then
Thanks BiKCboy!
As the saga continues to unravel it appears that there will be five more parts to the story. Hopefully the plot will not be so boring that it puts everyone to sleep.
Kevin
unoponcho
Thanks BiKCboy!
As the saga continues to unravel it appears that there will be five more parts to the story. Hopefully the plot will not be so boring that it puts everyone to sleep.
Kevin
unoponcho
Re: Urge To Have Gay Sex Every Now And Then
JJFlame,
Man! You have just made my day. Placing me in the same high class as BiKCboy is an honor indeed. I have great admiration and respect for BiKCboy’s writing abilities. I might add there is some jealously as well.
As soon as I come down from cloud nine I will strive you live up to your expectations.
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JJFlame,
Man! You have just made my day. Placing me in the same high class as BiKCboy is an honor indeed. I have great admiration and respect for BiKCboy’s writing abilities. I might add there is some jealously as well.
As soon as I come down from cloud nine I will strive you live up to your expectations.
Kevin[font="]
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[font="]Part 6 is about ready to be posted.
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harry113
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Re: Want A Daddy Not A Sugar Daddy
Thanks Kevin .... Wow.
Where are we going from here ??
Thanks for the font change, much easier on the eyes
Thanks Kevin .... Wow.
Where are we going from here ??
Thanks for the font change, much easier on the eyes
harry113
JUB Addict
Re: Urge To Have Gay Sex Every Now And Then
Another excellent story, Kevin.
Not so sure about a threesome with a woman though !
Another excellent story, Kevin.
Not so sure about a threesome with a woman though !
harry113
JUB Addict
Re: Uncontrollably Horny And Unbridled Lust For Buck’s Ass
Kevin, I would love to get hold of your dangling parts ( I'm not sure about the ' iciples ' )
Your stories are great & are written in English as she is spoke, Please don't ever change your style.
Peace & Love
Harry
Kevin, I would love to get hold of your dangling parts ( I'm not sure about the ' iciples ' )
Your stories are great & are written in English as she is spoke, Please don't ever change your style.
Peace & Love
Harry
