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Juan-My Houseboy

By Kevin---Unoponcho



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For the past few months my life has been like a fairy tale. I was hired by a corporation as Assistant Director of Personnel after I graduated from college. I was twenty-one at the time. I had my twenty-second birthday a month later. I had no work experience. I will be the first to admit that I was not qualified or had the background for the job that I was hired to do. What I did have going for me was a good attitude, ambitious, eagerness to learn, and wiliness to work as long and hard as I could to successfully do my job.

A few weeks after I went to work, I met Rubin Brooks. At work I respectfully called him Mr. Brooks. Outside the office, he insisted that I call him Rubin. Rubin was twenty-eight years old and was one of the Vice Presidents of the corporation. Rubin had been with the corporation for six years. Rubin and I became friends and we often had dinner and ran around together. From the very beginning of our relationship we knew that each other were gay, but we were never interested in having sex with each other. We were just good friends.

We did have a lot of things in common. We both were very fastidious or meticulous about keeping our apartments clean, neat and orderly. We both liked nice clothes and were very conscious of our appearance. With my salary I could not afford as expensive clothes as Rubin, but I did purchase clothes that looked nice on me. On several occasions, I would have Rubin come to my place, and I would cook dinner for the two of us. He in turn would have me come to his apartment and cook dinner. Again he could afford a much nicer place to live than what I could afford.

I quickly learned to do my job, and began to have self-confidence in myself. My boss and other executives in the corporation were very complimentary concerning the job I was doing. Everyone seemed to like me and especially I my co-workers.

A couple months after Rubin and I started running around together, he purchased an expensive condo. He bought new furniture, and his condo looked like something out of Better Homes and Gardens. There was a patio that could be closed in during bad weather, and there was a jacuzzi on the patio. There was a swimming pool and a sauna that was used by all the residents of the condos that was a short distant from his back door. In addition to purchasing the condo, he traded in his car for a new Cadillac.

For a time I felt like he was not out of my league, and I was somewhat intimidated by his show of being successful. With him persistently telling me that his success did not in anyway change our friendship, I began to feel more at ease.

The corporation had been doing a lot of business with foreign countries, and especially in Europe.
The corporation had offices in several of these countries. The business was growing and they were having some problems in the foreign offices.

About six weeks after Rubin had moved into his new condo, the corporation decided to send Rubin to Europe to iron out some of the existing problems. They had told Rubin that he would be in Europe for at least six months. Rubin was to receive a very generous traveling expense budget and an increase in salary. After some thought as to what to do about his new condo while he was gone, he decided that he would ask me to move in and take care of condo and his car while he was out of the country.

When he approached me about moving into his condo, he told me that I was the only one that he knew and trusted that would take care of his home and car the way he would do if he were there. He told me that he would take care of all the expenses including the upkeep and utilities. My only expenses would be for my food, gas for the cars and incidentals. He asked me to do it as a personal favor to him.

The day before Rubin caught his plane for Europe, I started moving my things into his condo, and finished moving after I took him to the airport.

Two weeks after Rubin had departed, there was a shake up in my office. Two of the other Assistant Director’s of Personnel were transferred to other offices in other cities. I was told that I would assume their responsibilities as well as what I had been doing. All of a sudden my workload had tripled, but my salary was almost doubled.

I was putting in many long extra hours and I was neglecting the housekeeping chores at the condo. Knowing that I could well afford hiring a maid to help me keep the condo in order, I began to ask some of my gay acquaintances if they knew a maid that they would recommend. A lady whose name was Maria was recommended. I was told that Maria was a middle age Hispanic lady, and she would only work for gay men. She worked at different homes different days of the week. I was told that she was trustworthy, dependable and reliable. I thought that I would only need her service for one day a week.

I contacted Maria and she was available to work on Friday’s. The first day she showed up before I left to go to work. I showed her around, and I was not sure how much she understood what I said. She could not speak English very well. Even with the language barrier, there was a mutual respect for each other. I felt that I was very fortunate to have someone like her as a maid. She seemed very intelligent and had an air of dignity about her.

That afternoon when I got home, I was amazed at the amount of work that she had done. Everything was spotless, she had done the laundry and folded and put away the clothes, changed the linens on the bed, and to top everything off, she had baked a delicious apple pie.

For the following three weeks I could not have been more pleased with the work and assistance that Maria had done in keeping the condo cleaned up and orderly. I took off work a couple hours early, and when I got to the condo, Maria was folding my laundry. She was surprise to see me home so early. I could tell that she had been crying and was upset. I got a cold drink for each of us and asked her to set down at the breakfast table and tell me what was wrong.

“Senor! You good man. I like work for you. I must go to Mexico. Mama very sick. Need leave tomorrow. My boy…Juan…nineteen. He like you, he gay. He young. He stay here. He no place to live. He good housekeeper. He good cook. He make you good houseboy. He would take care of you and house. Senor! Juan good boy. You good man. You meet Juan…Si.”

“Maria. I’m sorry that your mother is sick. Do you need some money to get to Mexico?”

“No Senor. Don’t take your money. I do fine. Juan…You meet my boy. He needs you. You need him.”

“Maria. Is your son home now?”

“Si.”

“Could you go get him, and bring him here?”

“Si Senor. Gracias! Gracias!”

“Maria. You understand that I just want to meet him. I can’t promise you anything. Do you understand what I am saying?”

“Si Senor. Me understand. I go get him.”

By the time I had changed clothes and had read and answered my emails, Maria had returned with Juan. Maria introduced me to Juan, and we went into the den and sat down.

Juan and I looked at each other. The fact of the matter is at least on my part it was more of a stare. I simply could not take my eyes off of him. He was tall and very slender with a beautiful tan completion. Shoulder length jet-black hair, beautiful black sparkling eyes, shinny white teeth, and a boyish looking face. He appeared to be much younger than he was at least in his innocent looking facial features.

Juan was not what I would call effeminate yet my first thought was that if he had make-up on and boobs that he would look like the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen. His waist could not have been more than twenty-six inches. There were no limp wrist or any signs of him trying to be effeminate or gay. He was just naturally a pretty young man that appeared more like a young teenage boy. I could not tell what his body looked like, because he was wearing an oversize pull over long sleeve shirt and baggie shorts that distracted from his appearance and were not becoming at all.

I felt no sexual attraction to him. It was more like I wanted to hold and hug him and protect him from the evils of the world. He just looked to young and was not my type. However, I sensed that Juan on the other hand was attracted to me and his thoughts about me were not so innocent.

Having worked in the personnel department, I had had a lot of experience in conducting an interview. I used this experience to some degree in talking to Juan, but it was different, because I was trying to learn more about him personally than trying to determine his qualifications for a job.

“Juan, I have talked briefly with your mother. I am going to ask you some questions. I want you to answer them truthfully, and I want you to be sure that your mother understands what we are saying. At anytime while we are talking, feel free to interrupt and translate our conversation to your mother. Okay?”

“Yes, Mr. Ward. My mother understands English better than she speaks it.”

“Good. Your mother tells me that she needs to go to Mexico and see her mother who is ill. Why aren’t you going to go with her?”

“Sir! My father died when I was very young. My mother and I lived with my grandmother and grandfather until I was almost fifteen years old. When my grandparents learned that I was gay, they kicked me out of their house. My mother and I came to the US to live. My grandmother has cancer and they do not expect her to live much longer. My grandparents wants my mother to come home, but they do not want to ever see me again.”

“Where do your grandparents live?”

“Monterey, Mexico.”

“Is your mother going to drive to Monterey by herself?”

“Oh no. She is going to fly. My grandparents have a lot of money, and my grandfather has sent her money for the airline tickets.”

“Juan, do you have a job?”

“Yes. I work at McDonald’s, but I don’t make much money.”

“Did you graduate from high school?”

“Yes! I graduated last year.”

“What kind of grades did you make?”

“I was in the top ten of my graduating class of six hundred and twenty-five.”

“That’s great. You did a lot better than I did….. Juan, I’m not for sure that your mother knows or understands what is going on. I do not own this condo. I am only here to take care of it while the owner is away. I don’t have a lot of money and I can’t afford a fulltime housekeeper. I would like to help you out, but I don’t know how. Would you explain to your mother what I have just said?

Juan spoke to his mother in Spanish for a short time and then said, “She wants to know if I could live with you temporarily. I could cook and clean for my room and board? She says that she can’t leave me and go to Mexico without knowing that I have a place to stay and that I am going to be all right.”

“Juan, are you agreeable to working for your room and board?”

“Yes Sir! I’ll take good care of your house and I am a good cook. I was taught by my mother and she is the best cook in the world.”

“Well now so there is no miss understanding. This is only going to be temporarily. I don’t know when the owner of the condo is going to return. It may be necessary for some ground rules to be established at a later time. Juan, you should have plenty of time to continue your job at McDonald’s so you will have some spending money. Perhaps I might be able to help you find a better job or get you into college. There is just one thing that is bothering me right now. Those baggie shorts that you are wearing have to go. I will take you shopping and buy you some new clothes tomorrow.”

Maria jump up and hugged my neck and said, “Gracias Senor! Gracias! You good man. My boy good. How you say? My boy do what you tell him or I kick my boy’s ass.”

“Okay Maria. Let’s take that son of yours out for dinner, and then we can do whatever is necessary for you to fly to Monterey tomorrow.”

“Oh Senor. You so nice.”

Tears of joy were flowing down Maria’s cheeks. Juan came over and got between his mother and I. He put his arms around our waist. He kissed his mother on her cheek and then shook my hand and thanked me profusely.
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I told Juan the name of the restaurant where we were going to eat. He knew where the restaurant was and told me that he and his mother would follow me in my car.

After we finished dinner, it took some doing but we got everything packed up at their house. We got Juan’s things moved into one of the bedrooms in the condo, his mother was packed and ready to fly to Monterey, and the things that they wanted to keep were put into a storage room that I had rented and had my things stored in. Maria and Juan spent the night in the condo with me.

The next morning Juan came into my bedroom and woke me up, and told me that breakfast was ready. I had a piss hard-on. He looked at me a grinned and walked out of the door. Maria and Juan must have been up for sometime. Juan’s bedroom was as neat as a pin and all of his things were put away. Maria had stripped the bed in the quest room where she stayed and the guest bedroom was in perfect order. She had put her luggage by the door that she was going to take with her.

After breakfast, Juan excused himself. I thought he was going to use the bathroom. Maria got up and cleared the table and started cleaning up the kitchen, while I drank another cup of coffee. I noticed that the trashcan needed to be emptied and I got up and took it to the alley. When I opened the trash bin, I saw three pair of Juan’s baggie shorts lying on top.

When I went back inside, Maria and Juan were setting at the breakfast table and were chatting away speaking Spanish. Juan had a piece of paper and pencil and was making notes. Maria was giving Juan last minute instructions on what needed to be done. I went into my bedroom to shower, shave and get dressed to take Maria and Juan to the airport. Juan had undoubtedly made up my bed, put my dirty clothes in the laundry and cleaned up my room. Later I told Juan that if continued to take care of things like this, he was going to spoil me rotten.

On the way to the airport, Juan asked me if I would mind if his mother sent an email to my email address to let him know if she got to Monterey all right. I told Juan my email address and he wrote it down and gave it to Maria. She put it in her purse. I told Maria that she could send emails to Juan anytime she wanted. She leaned over and kissed me on my cheek and thanked me.

Being the clothes freak that I am, as soon as Maria got on the plane, we headed to my favorite men’s store to buy Juan some new clothes. I had no idea what clothes that he had, but I wanted to get him some clothes that I liked. Jake was the salesclerk that always waited on me. He was my age and was a nellie queen. He knew my taste in clothes and was always very helpful when waiting on me.

When he looked at Juan, he said, “Oh my God! Honey! I would give anything to have a waistline and a butt like yours. Sugar! I’m not going to have a lot to show you. There are not many guys around that have a figure like yours. Oh my! Just look at those long legs and ….Honey, you and Al just set down over there. I will go see what I can find.”

Juan and I sat down and looked at each other. We both started laughing at the way Jake had been acting. We had waited for sometime. Jake had disappeared in the storage room in the back of the store. I told Juan to go look at the underwear and socks while we waited for Jake to return.

Juan came back carrying a couple pair of boxer shorts that were a hideous color and were way to big for him. I got up and told him that I would help him find something that would look better on him. It took some searching, but I found some low cut briefs in several different solid colors. He looked at them and smiled showing me his beautiful white teeth. He reached over and took a pair out of my hand and told me that he would take that one. I took the briefs out of his hand and returned it to the others that I was holding and went over and laid all of them on the counter.

He started looking at socks and picked out some god-awful looking gray work socks. I took them out of his hand and shook my head. I put them back where he had gotten them and picked out a dozen pair of socks that I liked and put them on the counter with the briefs.

Jake returned with a number of pants and shorts. He was shaking his head looking at Juan and said, “Girl, you are just going to have to try these on. Some major altering is going to have to be done. Take these into the dressing room. Honey, it’s the pants that is going to be the problem. I’ve got all kinds of shirts and sport coats that will fit you.”

Out of all the pants and shorts that Jake had found for Juan to try on, there were only two trousers, two leisure pants, three pair of blue jeans, and four pair of shorts that could be altered to fit him. Jake picked out a sports coat and two ties that would go well with the trousers that had been selected. Then he found three or four pull over shirts, a couple of sport shirts, a dress shirt, and a couple of tank tops. The next challenge was selecting a pair of sandals and a pair of loafers.

Juan said, “Mr. Ward. I don’t need all these clothes. You are spending way too much money on me. I will never be able to pay you back.”

Jake winked at Juan, and said, “Honey, I’m sure you will find a way to pay him back.”

Juan was obviously embarrassed. Then he said, “Sir! I am going to need a uniform, but I am going to pay for it.”

Jake replied, “Honey we don’t carry any uniforms in this store.”

“Yeah you do. I’ll show you what I have in mind.”

“Honey, what kind of work do you do?”

“I’m going to be Mr. Ward’s houseboy.”

Jake replied, “Oh my God! I would give my left jewel to be his houseboy. How in the world did you manage that? Never mind. All I have to do is to look at you. What kind of uniform do you have in mind?”

Juan led Jake over to another counter and picked up a blue nylon T-back.

Jake screamed out, “Perfect! You must try it on. It just might have to be altered……..God! I love my job.”

Juan went into the dressing room and stripped off his clothes and put on the T-back. He looked at himself in the mirror and almost backed out of going outside and showing himself off to Jake and me. He cracked to door and looked outside the dressing room to see if anyone would see him besides Jake and I. When he was satisfied that no one else was watching, he rushed out in front of us and stood in front of the mirror.

Simultaneously, Jake and I uttered, “Holy Shit!”

Juan was a sight to behold. His body was firm, without an ounce of fat anywhere, thin but not skinny looking, and had toned muscles fitting for his frame. He certainly had what it took to fill out the pouch in the T-back. Both Jake and I got tents in our pants. Jake got so excited that he shot off and excused himself while he went to the restroom and cleaned himself up. Juan was both amused and baffled by our reaction and attention.

It would seem that I would have learned by now. Every time I go shopping for clothes, I always end up buying ten times or more of what I was intending to purchase. However, it was difficult to determine who was most excited over the new clothes I bought Juan. He could not have been more delighted, shocked and thrilled. Jake was elated over seeing Juan and the big sale and commission that he would make. I perhaps was more pleased than the two of them put together.

Juan must have thanked me a half dozen times for his new clothes while we were driving back to the condo. He was a little disappointed that it would be Monday afternoon before all the alterations would completed and he would get his pants and shorts. By the time we got to the condo, he had removed all the tags, had examined each article of clothing, and had carefully folded them so they were ready to be put in his chest of drawers and closet.

When we got inside, Juan ran to his room and put away his new clothes. I went into my room to change into something more comfortable. I was standing beside my bed with nothing on except my briefs.

Juan came into to my room, put his arms around my neck, kissed me on my cheek, and said, “Mr. Ward! I’m going to make a wonderful houseboy for you. Thanks again for my wonderful clothes.”

I stepped back and put my hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes, and answered “Your welcome! Juan I have not said anything up until now. I did not want your mother to get the wrong idea. Would you please call me Al?”

“Sure! It may take me a while to get use to it. I will call you Al when no one else is around, but if the occasion arises and it is more appropriate then I will call you Mr. Ward. Okay? Now, I am going to go fix dinner for us. Since we didn’t eat lunch, I’m starved.”

Juan picked up my the clothes I had just taken off and as he was leaving the room he turned around and said, “I’m a pretty good bar tender. Could I fix you a mixed drink?”

“No thank you Juan. I’m not much of a drinker.”

“Me neither. I like a beer ever once in a while, but I don’t like liquor.”

Juan fixed a delicious dinner and did so in a very short time. He protested my helping him clean up the kitchen, but I insisted. I went into the den to watch the news on TV. Juan disappeared and I did not know what he was doing. After the news was over, I was going to my bedroom, and when I passed Juan’s door, he was on the telephone and I saw that he had the notes that he had made earlier when he was talking to his mother. I went to my room to check my email. I thought that maybe Maria might have arrived in Monterey and possibly had sent an email. There was no email from her, but it was still a little early. I was sure that upon arrival that it would take her some time to properly greet her mother and dad.

I very seldom took advantage of using the jacuzzi and decided that it might help me relax. I took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around me. As I was passing Juan’s room, he was looking in his chest of drawers looking at his new clothes again. I invited him to join me in the jacuzzi. He grinned and told me that he had never been in a jacuzzi before and that he would join me shortly.

From an early age, I had an appreciation for semi-classical music and I had learned that by burning candles and listening to music was more relaxing than anything else I could do. I turned out all the lights. I lit three candles, turned on the music and got into the jacuzzi. I got to thinking about seeing Juan that afternoon wearing the T-back. I got an instant hard-on and was wondering what Juan’s erection might look like and how big it might be. He certainly showed a big box. I stroke my erection a few times and just lay back and relax while feeling the jet streams of water hitting my body, and I was listening to the music. I was just dozing off when I looked up and Juan was standing above me smiling with his T-back on. He was stepping into the jacuzi beside me.

Neither of us said anything for some time. We were listening to the music and keeping our thoughts to ourselves.

He broke the silence and asked, “Al, Jake called me ‘girl’ this afternoon. Do you think I should get my hair cut off short?”

“Jake calls a lot of guys that he likes, girl, honey and sugar. He did not intended to insult you. It was not because of your long hair. Cutting off your hair is a personal decision that you will have to make.”

“I’ve thought about having it cut off for some time. Do you like long hair or short hair?”

“It depends on the person. I guess that I do prefer short hair.”

“Then I’m going to get it cut off Monday. I want to look good for you.”

“Now! Hold on Juan. Don’t get it cut off because of what I said. If you like it long, then keep it long. Don’t let me influence you. Shit! Juan, I acted like an idiot this afternoon. I forced my taste of clothes on you. I should have never done that. I should have let you pick the clothes that you liked not what I liked.”

“I liked the clothes you picked out. I always look goofy in the clothes I pick out. I’ve never had a man help me pick out clothes before…..If I get my hair cut off, do you think that it might help me look older? My Mom says that I look like a fourteen year old instead of nineteen.”

“Cutting your hair might make you look older. I don’t know.”

“Then I’m definitely going to have it cut off. If I don’t like it short, then I will let it grow back.”

“Are you sure? If you ever decide to dress in drag, with your long hair, you would not have to buy a wig.”

“Your fucking crazy, man. You are never going to catch me dressing in drag.”

“Juan! I’ve got a question for you. Why does your mother prefer to clean gay men’s homes?”

“She says that generally the gay men keep their homes cleaner and neater than gay women or the straights. She says that most of the straights are slobs and she has less work to do when she cleans for gay men.”

I was watching Juan. Several times he started to say something and didn’t. I could tell that something was bothering him, but he did not know whether or not to come out with it.

He caught me staring at him. He smiled and asked, “Are you dating anyone that you are serious about?”

“No, I not dating anyone. It has been a year or so since I have had a date. How about you? Are you dating anyone?”

He bowed his head and quietly said, “I’ve never dated……There is this guy at work that keeps asking me, but I would never date or have sex with him. I just don’t like him.”

“Why don’t you like him?”

“He is always talking dirty to me. He calls me a bitch and a male pussy.”

“I certainly would not go out with a man like that. You have my curiosity aroused now. When was the last time you had sex with a man?”

“With a man? Never. The last time I had sex was when I was fourteen. A friend of mine in Monterey and I were playing around. I was sucking my friend off, and my grandfather caught us. He chewed me out about it. A week or so later, he caught my friend and I together again. My friend was screwing me in my ass. This time my grandfather kicked me out of the house. Well Mom and I moved here. Mom made me promise that I would not have sex with a male or female until I reached eighteen. Since I have reached eighteen, I have not met anyone that I have wanted to have sex with or they wanted to have sex with me.”

“You and your mother are pretty close then?”

“Yeah! She is my buddy. We share everything. Sometimes she knows what I am thinking even before I know. I’m going to miss her.”

“She will be back as soon as your grandmother gets better.”

“No! She will never come back. She will stay in Mexico and take care of my grandparents until both of them die.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. She did not say so, but I’m sure…..Al. I give pretty good massages. If you would like, I will give you a massage. It will make you sleep a lot better.”

“That would be great. I have never had a massage before.”

“I’ve laid out a towel on the floor over there. If you will get out and lay down on the towel on your stomach, I will give you a massage like I have never given anyone else.”

I shut down the jacuzzi and we both got out. I lay down on the towel and he got on top of me and started massaging the back of my neck. He took his time and worked his way down my body. He was making me feel so relax and great. He did not have large hands, but he had long strong fingers that had magic in them. When he finished massaging my feet, he told me to turn over and he would do my front side. I had a hard-on, but he had seen it this morning when he woke me up for breakfast, so I did not hesitate in turning over. While I was turning over, I saw that he also had a whopper of an erection in his T-back.

When he saw that I had a hard-on, he stood up and removed his T-back revealing his nice seven-inch or so uncut cock. He just smiled and got down on top of me and started massaging my shoulders. When he squatted down, my cock was touching his anus. He kept putting pressure on it and I thought that I was about to penetrate his hole, but he stopped. I think he realized that I did not have a condom on.

Again he worked his way down, but avoided my genitals and massaged my legs and feet. He move back up and took a hold of my throbbing cock, looked and smiled at me, and said, “I’ve never given anyone a full massage, but I’m going to give you one tonight and any other time you want me to.”

He stroked it several times and while he kept stroking it he leaned over and put the head in his mouth and teased it with his tongue.

“Ohhhhhhh Juan! Where have you been all my life? This is fabulous.”

He began pumping his head up and down on my erection and using both hands to tease my nipples, nuts, and asshole. The way he was performing oral sex on me, I could not believe that it had been five years since he last had sex and even then only a few times. God it felt good. I was getting hotter by the second. He began to increase the speed of his pumping motions. He would pull all the way off of my cock and then suddenly swallow the entire thing. I had been wanting to suck his cock from the time he started sucking mine. I could not stand it any longer.

“Juan! Move so I can suck you off at the same time.”

“Are you sure? You don’t have to do it unless you just want to. I can beat off later.”

“Move your ass over here. I want your cock in my mouth now.”

“I have to warn you. I am fully loaded and will shoot off a lot of cum.”

“Drown me Juan! I want to taste your cum. Put it in my mouth and fuck the shit out of me.”

He move and I got his big boner in my mouth and throat. I believed that it had grown an inch or more since I first saw it. He stuck so far down my throat that I could visualize it coming out of my asshole. Actually it was not that big, but it had been so long since I had sucked anyone off that it just seemed enormous. He had taken me at my word. He was fucking my mouth so hard and fast that I did not have to move my head at all. I took a hold of his nuts with one hand and had worked my middle finger up his asshole. The way he was fucking my face, I just had to hold my finger behind his ass and he was fucking it too. He was doing the same thing to me, but his finger was maybe a half-inch longer than mine. As we were really getting with it, I remembered yesterday thinking that he was not my type. I must have been out of my mind. I had never enjoyed having sex like this before.

When he started shooting off, I did not think that he was ever going to quite. He certainly was not lying when he told me that he was fully loaded. I felt like I had just eaten a five course meal and I had never enjoyed the taste anymore. When I shot off a few moments later, I did not have the load that he had, but it was very adequate and it was certainly a delightful ejaculation.

“Juan, that was incredible. We are going to have to do this real often.”

“Are you going to keep score or do you want me to. I figure I owe you about eight hundred blowjobs for the clothes you bought me today. Does eight hundred sound reasonable enough to you?”

“Juan, the way I figure it. You just paid me in full. I am now indebted to you for about eight hundred…..Now, let’s go check the emails, and see if there is one from your mother?”

While I blew out the candles and turned off the music, Juan picked up the towels and his T-back, put his arm around my waist and we walked down the hall to my bedroom. I set down at the computer and brought up the emails. Sure enough there was one from Juan’s mother. It of course was in Spanish. I got up and let Juan set down and read his mother’s email.

After he finished reading the email, he turned off the computer and turned and looked at me.

“Mom had a nice flight. Grandmother is back in the hospital. They have done all they can for her. She could die tonight or it could be a month. I don’t think that the devil is ready for her yet. I will never forgive my grandmother for the way she treated Mom and me. Oh! Mom reminded me that you were a good man and that I had a big debt due you. She said we always pay off our debts and for me to make sure that I paid you in full……What do you think? Should I write her back and tell her that I owe you eight hundred blowjobs in addition to everything else I owe you?”

“I think we had better get our asses in bed. You have to go to work tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah! I work from nine to five tomorrow….You know what? I wasted your money on this T-back. I’ve just decided that the appropriate uniform for a houseboy of my status is my birthday suit. See you in the morning. I’ll wake you up for breakfast. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight Girl, Honey, Sugar.”

I do believe that as Juan left my bedroom that he gave me the finger with the same one that he had up my asshole a little earlier. That reminds me. I must pick up some condoms and KY tomorrow when I go shopping for groceries.

Chapter 2
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When I woke up, I felt great. I had slept soundly all night. The sun was coming through the bedroom window and it was a beautiful Sunday morning. It was so quiet and peaceful. I got out of bed and looked at the clock. It was close to ten o’clock. I could not believe that I had slept that late. I put on my bathrobe and went into the kitchen to fix breakfast.

I discovered that Juan had brewed the coffee, set the table for breakfast, and had cooked bacon before he went to work at McDonald's. All I had to do was put the bread in the toaster and fry the eggs. He even had poured a glass of orange juice for me and placed it in the refrigerator.

After breakfast, while I was cleaning up the kitchen, I found a note from Juan and a grocery list.

The note read, “Sandwiches in fridge for lunch. I will get off at 5:00PM. Will cook dinner when I get home from work. Made a grocery list. Your faithful houseboy, Juan-(Girl, Honey, Sugar).”

I looked at the long grocery list. At the bottom was printed in capital letters the instruction to buy “FOUR DOZEN CONDOMS and TWO LARGE TUBES OF KY”.

I went to the grocery store and bought everything on Juan’s list plus two large bottles of massage oil along with some other things I thought we needed.

During the afternoon, among the other emails that I received was a long message from Rubin. He was feeling very depressed.m , having all kinds of problems and had no idea as to when he would be coming back home from Europe. His main difficulty seemed to be with communications. The basic problem he encountered in each of the offices in the different European countries was the language barrier. Unfortunately, Rubin neither spoke nor understood anything other than English. He had been to Valencia in Spain and Marseilles in France. He was leaving France the next day to go to Hamburg in Germany. From Germany he was going to Genoa, in Italy. He did not know how long he would be in of these cities but he knew that he was going to have to go back to Valencia again before he could even think about returning to the U.S.

In answering Rubin’s email I tried to cheer him up. I told him how well everything was going here and all about Juan, my houseboy.

I felt guilty about Juan waiting on me hand and foot, so I cooked dinner, set the table and had it ready and waiting for him when he came home from work. I had put the condoms, KY, and massage oil in an obvious position on the counter..

As soon as Juan got home he came into the kitchen with a big smile on his face. When he saw that I had cooked dinner, his smile turned into a sad expression.

“Al, I was going to cook dinner. You are not letting me do my job.”

“Juan, you are doing to much for me. I need to do some of the work around here. Are you ready to eat?

Juan then saw the condoms, KY and massage oil. His frown quickly turned into a smile again.

He said, “I see you went shopping today and got a couple of day’s supplies.”

“A couple days? I was thinking more in the line of a night’s supply.” I replied.

“Now just wait a minute. You did not tell me that we were going to have a couple dozen gay guys in for a orgy tonight.”

“Sit down and eat before it gets cold. Then you can go take a shower and put on the uniform that is appropriate to your status as a houseboy.”

While we were eating, I told Juan that he should always feel free to use my computer to send emails to his mother.

He said, “Thanks Al. I would like to send her an email sometime this evening. I know that she is having a hard time right now. I also want to tell her about the new clothes that you bought me.

There were a few minutes when we just ate our meal and did not say anything.

“Al. Would you mind if I sent an email to a friend of mine? It has been a couple of weeks since I sent him one.”

“Sure! That’s fine….Tell me about this friend. Is he your gay friend from Monterey?”

“No. I lost track of my friend in Monterey. This is a man that I have never personally met. We have been exchanging emails for over a year now.”

“Is he gay?”

“Yeah. He is gay. He lives in Germany. My German teacher in high school got me started writing to him. I write to him in English and he writes me in German. That way it helps him to learn to speak English and it helps me to speak German.”

“Juan! Are you telling me that you speak German as well as Spanish and English?”

“My German teacher told me that I speak German fluently, and I was the best student that he had ever had in his classes.”

“Where in Germany does your friend live?”

“His name is Karl. He lives outside Hamburg. He is a very smart. He is a couple years older than me. He speaks French, Italian, German and English.”

“What does your friend do for a living?”

“I’m not for sure. The last time I heard from him, he had a temporary job. He has been having trouble finding a full time one.”

“Juan! By all means write to him, and tell him to answer your email as soon as possible. Oh! Get his address and phone number. Don’t say anything yet, but I may be able to get him a job.”

“Al. How can you do that?”

“Never mind. Just write him. I will explain later. Does he have any experience as a houseboy?”

“I don’t think so. Do you want me to ask him?”

“No! I’m just kidding you, Juan!”

After we finished eating diner, Juan gave me some lip about cleaning up the kitchen, but I convinced him that I would do it and that he should take a shower, then write emails to his mother and friend, Karl. As he was leaving for his shower, he smiled at me and took the condoms and KY off of the counter, taking them with him to put away in my bathroom.

Once I had finished my chores in the kitchen, I went into my bedroom where Juan was using the computer. He was wearing his blue nylon T-back and had not heard me enter. I quickly took off my clothes, got a towel and was on my way to the Jacuzzi. It was then that he heard me and turned around and looked at me.

He had a big smile on his face seeing me naked, and asked, “Are you going to use the Jacuzzi?”

“I sure am. Do you want to join me when you are through?”

He replied, “I don’t know. If I do, would you promise me that you will rape my ass?”

“I don’t know. Just how much of a fight will you put up?”

“That depends on how much resistance you give me in getting you hard.”

I replied, “I don’t think you are going to have any problem there. I’ve all ready got a stiff.”

“Me too. I’ll be through here in a few minutes, and I will join you.”

“Take your time, Juan. I’m in no hurry.”

I had lit the candles, switched off all the lights, turned on the music, and gotten into the water. Juan showed up nude, carrying towels, condoms, KY and massage oil. His dick was hard and jutting straight out, as he climbed into the Jacuzzi grinning from ear to ear. Neither of us said anything.. He just sat down beside me, leaned his head back and relaxed. In a few minutes he reached over, took a hold of my stiff dick and just held it. I reached over and did likewise with his tempting dick..

Juan said, “This is nice and it feels so good. It has been a busy day and I am all up tight as I can’t help but worry about Mom.”

I did not know what to say. I moved my arm and put it around his neck and shoulders, and pulled him close to me. I looked at him, and the tears that were rolling down his cheeks. I held him for sometime, and then he moved between my legs, and placed both his arms around my neck.

He hugged me, and said, “Al, no one has ever been as nice to me as you have been. Mom said that you were a good man. I don’t think she knows how really good you are. Thanks for letting me be your houseboy.”

In an effort to cheer him up, and get him into a happier mood, I responded, “You’re welcome, Girl, Honey, Sugar.”

He backed away and looked me in the eye, and then kissed me on my lips. He moved back beside me. He took a hold of my hand and put it back on his cock and then took a hold of mine. We were both now soft and we just held on to each other as we relaxed, saying nothing for twenty or so minutes.

“Al. I sure am getting tired of all this fighting. You can have your way with me anytime you want too.”

“Really? Get your ass over there on the towel. You did say I could have my way with you, didn’t you.”

“That’s what I said.” Juan replied.

We got out of the Jacuzzi and I turned it off.

“Lay down on your stomach, Juan. I never rape a man until after I give them a massage and have sucked their dicks. You gave me a massage last night and tonight is my time to give you one. This is the first time I have ever done this.”

I straddled him as he had straddled me the night before. I put massage oil on my hands and started at the nape of his neck and shoulders. He began making soft moaning noises as I felt him begin to relax. and slowly worked my way down his body. His skin was smooth and the oil made it real slick. I massaged each arm covering them with oil. I could not believe how erotic and horny that this was making me. To touch him in such an intimate way was causing my cock to get hard. His body was so beautiful and to be able to touch and rub it gave me a thrill that I had never experienced before.

After massaging his back, I started on his buttocks, putting oil in his crack and then rubbing oil between his thighs, touching his asshole. I could not resist sticking my finger up there several times, which caused him to moan and groan. I kept on moving down his legs and finally his feet. My cock was now leaking precum. Before I had him turn over, I lay down on top of him and fucked the crack of his ass and then got my cock between his thighs and humped him several times. I was so tempted to slide my cock into him and fuck him without putting on a condom. Reluctantly, I resisted the temptation and got off him so that he could roll over and let me massage his adorable front.

When he rolled over, he lay there with his eyes closed, seeming so relaxed and at ease. It was as if he was offering his body to me, and I could do anything I wanted with it. When I saw his stiff cock, there were several things that I wanted to do immediately came to mind. The first was that I wanted to go down on him, which I did. I deep throated him several times before I continued the massage. When I had finished working on his front, I was squatting down between his legs staring at his stiff dick and the oily body that was glistening in the candlelight.

Juan pushed himself up on his elbows, looked down at me, and said, “What’s wrong? Are you all right?”

“Juan, you are so beautiful. I just want to look at you for a while.”

“You’re fucking crazy, man! I’m thin and ugly. You are the one that has a beautiful body. Now, it is my turn to give you a massage.”

I lay down on my stomach, and he began putting massage oil on me and rubbing my neck and shoulders with his long strong magical fingers. I could not believe it, but perhaps it was the oil that was causing me to have more pleasure than the night before. All tension left me and I was on the verge of falling asleep until he got to my ass. When he inserted his long finger into my asshole, I became wide-awake. A few minutes later he had finished massaging my legs and feet.

He said, “Okay! I have finished your backside. Now, roll over.”

“Juan! You need to finish what you started last night. You told me that you were going to give me a full massage, but you didn’t.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Put on a condom and massage my asshole.”

“Are you sure?”

“RAPE ME! RAPE ME! Fuck me, Juan! Fuck me! I want your big cock up my butt!.”

Juan put on a condom, and the massage oil was all the lubricant that was needed. He straddled me, and his long big cock slid into me without the slightest bit of pain. He began fucking me with a style of his own. I had not been fucked very many times, but I had never enjoyed it as much as I was now. I do not know if Juan had ever fucked his friend in Monterey, but he was being quite vocal, telling me that he was enjoying fucking me. At least that is what I assumed as I did not understand anything he was saying, because he was sometimes speaking Spanish and sometimes German. By the time he shot off, I knew that I had been thoroughly fucked. He lay down on my back leaving his cock up inside me. He lay there until he regained his breath and became flaccid.

He jumped up as full of energy as ever, and told me to roll over so he could finish massaging me. Once he had finished my front, he put a condom on me. He straddled me again and sat down on my cock. After I had penetrated him he began to fuck me with his ass. I was all the way in, as he began bucking up and down on my cock giving me a different kind of pleasure to that which he had given me before. For sometime he serviced my cock in this manner.

Then he wanted to change positions. He lay down on his back and pulled his legs up over his head. I had never seen anyone who was so limber. His long legs seem to just fall over and his feet were touching the floor above his head. I got my cock back into his hole and began fucking him again. I had not been fucking him very long, and he had gotten another erection that he was beating off. I fucked his ass for ten minutes or so before shooting off.

I got off of him and knelt down by his side. He lowered his legs and continued to beat off. I offered to jack him off, but he declined my offer preferring to do it himself. I began teasing his nipples and at the same time massaging his testicles. When he shot off, there was cum flying everywhere. It was on his face, chest and stomach as well as on me. We looked at each other, and he had the most satisfied smile that I have ever seen. I could not help myself. I got on top of him and kissed his beautiful lips and face. He put his arms around my neck, kissed me, and pulled me down so my full weight was on him. I started to get up but he would not let go. We must have lay there for a good five or ten minutes before he finally let me get off of him.

As we started getting up off the floor, he said, “I guess this doesn’t count. Blowjobs only count.”

I replied, “I think that it should count for at least fifty blowjobs.”

“Well I don’t know about you, but I think I just had a right royal fucking. That was amazing!”

When Juan bent over to pick up the towels off of the floor, I jammed my middle finger into his asshole. He stood up giving me a dirty look and said; “Now that should have been worth at least ten blowjobs!”

Juan picked up the used condoms and everything, while I shut off the music and blew out the candles. We went into the bathroom and took a shower together to get rid of the massage oil. After we dried off, he picked up the towels that we used as well as my dirty clothes, took them to the utility room and started up the washer. I set down at the computer and checked the emails. I had received a couple and there was one from Juan’s mother and one from Karl. I had read them by the time Juan came back into the bedroom. I stood up and let him set down to read his messages. I started to leave so he could read them in private but he grabbed hold of my arm and made me lean on the desk next to his left hand side. He told me that he wanted me to be there if his mother was sending bad news about his grandmother.

He began reading, and he looked up at me and said, “My grandmother is still alive.”

He kept on reading, but he was playing with my dick with his left hand, while using his right hand on the mouse. Every once in a while he would tell me what his mother had said. Several times he stopped reading and sucked on my dick for a minute of two, before reading some more.

“Mom says for me to find out how much you spent on my clothes, and someway she will see that you are reimbursed for them.”

“Juan, the next time you write her, tell her that the clothes were a gift and no one is going to reimburse me.

I started to move again, and Juan would not let go of my dick, and was getting harder by the second. He started reading Karl’s email. He broke out laughing.

He told me, “I told Karl all about you, and about my owing you eight hundred blowjobs. He has offered to come and help me pay you back. He says he will split the debt with me and give you four hundred blowjobs…. He says that he has not found a decent job and is working as a laborer in a warehouse….. He is very unhappy….Oh! He did send his phone number and address, but wants to know why I would be interested in that kind of information…..He says that he is very horny and has not been with a man in over nine months…..Well, he talks about some other things, but nothing of any importance.”

He turned off the computer, and told me to set down on the desk. He rolled the chair over between my legs and started giving me head. I kept telling him that I did not think I could cum again. He ignored me and continued to pump his head up and down of my stiff dick. I was thoroughly enjoying what he was doing to me, and I just leaned back and watched him give me head, and watched him as he was stroking his own cock.

I looked at my watch and it was nine-thirty. It was not near as late as I thought it was. I let him suck my dick for fifteen minutes or so and told him that I also wanted to have some fun. He let me up. I started to turn out the lights, and he told me to get in my bed and he would be right back. He went in the utility room and I heard the drier start.

He came back and turned out the lights and got in bed with me, positioning himself so we could suck each other’s dicks. We started off just leisurely sucking and teasing each other. I could not imagine either one of us having any cum left to shoot off. We were just enjoying having each other’s dicks in our mouths and throats without any intention of bring each other to a climax. I had never done this with another man before and I liked it very much.

After some time had passed, Juan began to slowly fuck my mouth, and I did the same to him. It was not long before we both were fucking each other’s mouths in earnest, and I begin to feel that another ejaculation was very possible. We both began fucking each other’s mouths like wild men. I was ramming my cock down his throat so fast and hard that I was getting concerned that I was bruising his lips. He was doing the same to me. He began shooting off more cum than I thought possible. After he shot off, he rolled me on top of him, holding on to my buttocks, and telling me to fuck his face until I shot off. I could not believe it when I did shoot off any more that I could believe the amount of cum that I deposited into his throat. This definitely was a record night for shooting off!

Juan said, “Now, that one counted!……I’m going to get up and go fold the clothes before going to bed. If you call me Girl, Honey or Sugar, I’m going to come back and suck you off again…Goodnight.”

“Goodnight Juan.”

“Oh! Do you think you can get along without me tomorrow afternoon and evening? I work from one until nine tomorrow.”

“I don’t know Juan. I may just have to get me another Girl, Honey, Sugar.”

“That’s okay. Being a houseboy with my status, I don’t worry about shit like that….Oh! I’ll go by the store tomorrow during my break and pick up my new pants. I will tell Jake that you said ‘hello’”.

I lay in bed thinking about all that had happened over just one weekend. It seemed like I had known Juan for several weeks instead just a few days. I had an idea that I had been tossing around in my mind that concerned Juan. I was going to take it upon myself to help him find a better job than working his present one at McDonalds. I was also going to try to get him enrolled in college.

I thought about the email from Rubin, and was certainly going to let him know about Karl, who could be the answer to several of Rubin’s problems. Karl possibly could be his interpreter and travel with him. With Karl being gay, there was also a good chance that they could take care of each other’s sexual needs. Problems solved!

Chapter 3
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Juan woke me up just before my alarm went off. He had fixed our breakfast and had brought it into my bedroom. Never before in my life have I ever been served breakfast in bed.

“Juan, this is getting ridiculous. You don’t have to do this. You are treating me like royalty.”

“I don’t think so. Royalty would never suck my dick and fuck me in my ass. I’m just being a good houseboy.”

“Houseboy my ass! The way my ass feels this morning; it certainly was no BOY that fucked it last night. I think we are going to have to come up with a new title for you.”

“Maybe, if you’re real nice, after we finish eating breakfast, I will kiss your ass and make it feel better.”

“Girl! Maybe I should call you ‘housewife’. Now, are you still willing to kiss my ass?”

“Fuck you! I’m going to the barbershop before I go to work, and have my long hair cut off. I may just get the barber to shave my head. Then you won’t call me ‘Girl’.”

“Juan, I thought that you were hoping that by getting your hair cut that you would look older. If you get your head shaved, it will make you look like a baby. Then I can call you Baby Girl.”

“Now you have done it! A houseboy of my status does not have to put up with this shit. The next time I serve you breakfast in bed, it is going to be burnt toast and you will be eating alone.”

“Juan, I have enjoyed my breakfast and am going to have to get ready and go to work. While I am getting dressed would you please write down Karl’s phone number, address and last name for me?”

“Sure! Do you want me to write it in English, Spanish or German?”

“Smart Aleck! English will suffice. No! Write it in both English and German, thanks.”

As soon as I got to the office, I sent Rubin an email. I gave him my ideas and the detailed information about Karl, suggesting that he contact Karl to arrange to interview him. I also told him all about Juan and how smart he was, and that I was hoping that I could get him into college someway.

When I arrived home after work, Juan had the condo spotlessly clean. He had cooked my dinner, so all I had to do was to warm it up in the microwave. He had even baked a chocolate pie.

It took me hardly anytime to clean up the kitchen. I then undressed and took a shower. I put on my briefs and set down at the computer to check my emails. As there were none that required a reply, I then went into the den to watch TV, where I fell asleep. The next thing I knew, Juan was shaking me to wake me up. It took me a few moments to realize it was him as he had had his hair cut and styled, and had put on his new trousers, shirt, tie, and sports coat. He looked absolutely stunning – in fact the transformation was amazing! He was now a very masculine looking young man with just a hint of innocence about his face that was very becoming. I was speechless and just stood and looked at him while he turned around and around modeling his new clothes and showing off his appearance. I grabbed a hold of him and hugged him, and told him to stay there while I went for my digital camera. I took several photographs of him.

“Juan! You look fabulous. You don’t look like the same person. I didn’t recognize you at first.”

Juan grinned and said, “No one at work recognized me at first either. Even Jake did not recognize me and he never once called me ‘Girl’.”

“I’m going to go and download the photographs onto the computer so you can send them to your mother and to Karl.”

“Al, I was just thinking. If I put on my houseboy uniform, would you take a photograph of me? I would like to send it to Karl.”

“Sure! Go change clothes….What hours do you work tomorrow?”

“Eight to five. Why do you ask?”

“I’m going to take you out for dinner tomorrow evening. You can wear your new trousers and sport coat.”

Juan put on his T-back, and I took several shots of him in various poses. I took a couple close-up shots of his face and upper body that turned out to look as good as portraits taken by a professional photographer. Juan stood by me while I downloaded the pictures onto the computer. When I finished, I lay down on my back on the bed while he set down at the computer and wrote his mother and Karl a short email to which he attached the photos.

When he had finished he cut off the computer and lights, and lay down beside me. He took a hold of my hand, kissed me on my cheek, and thanked me. As we lay beside each other holding hands, I realised that Juan was exhausted.

“Tomorrow, I am going to print out one of the photographs with you wearing your T-back. Would you autograph it for me?”

“Yeah! Why?”

“I’m going to write a note that says something to the effect, “Girl, you don’t know what your missing.” I’m going to send it to Jake. It will make him cream in his pants again.”

“Al, you are a good man, but sometimes you are evil.”

Moments later Juan was sound asleep and it did not take me long to fall asleep as well. Some time during the night I woke up briefly to find that Juan had a hold of my dick. He kissed me on my cheek before he got up and went to his bedroom.

We both woke up about the same time the next morning and fixed breakfast together. Once we had eaten, we dressed for work and left at the same time.

When I got to my office there was a long email from Rubin replying to the one I had sent him.

He told me that he had had interviewed Karl. For three long paragraphs he ranted and raved on about how intelligent Karl was and about his good looks. He had hired him temporarily as his interrupter and taken Karl out to dinner to celebrate. After dinner he conducted a second interview, this time in his bed in his hotel room. He and Karl met up to each other’s expectations in bed. The next step was to have the pleasure of taking Karl shopping to buy him a new wardrobe so that he would be presentable when they met with the various office personnel.

Rubin talked about the changes in procedures at our U.S. office that he proposed to suggest to the President of our Corporation. Basically, what he had in mind was for all communications to the overseas offices be done in their languages rather than in English as now. In his opinion this was what was causing most of the problems in foreign offices that he visited. If the President went along with his proposal, it would mean that linguistic personnel would need to be hired to work in our office so they could translate correspondence into and from English as necessary.

He suggested that I have Juan checkout for his proficiency in translating English into Spanish and German, and be on the look out for someone who could do the same in French and Italian. Rubin’s goal was to have all emails or communications from the home office going to and from the foreign offices to be in the local language. He believed that this would only be a part-time job and perhaps in Juan case would give him the opportunity to go to college and get his degree.

I decided to not say anything to Juan about Rubin’s proposals but that I would tell him about Rubin hiring Karl. I took home several legal documents and letters that I wanted Juan to translate into Spanish and German.

Juan and I got home about the same time, quickly showered and got dressed to go out for dinner. I wanted us to go in style. We took Rubin’s Cadillac and drove to a very pleasant restaurant owned by a gay couple. It was frequented by a number of gays as well as straights. I greeted several gay friends and introduced Juan to them and my ego was soaring as I was so proud to be with Juan and to observe that my acquaintances were envious of me being with such a handsome young man. He was attracting all kinds of attention. Even our waiter was drooling all over Juan, who to my surprise seemed unaware of the stir he was causing.

After we had finished our meal, I told Juan all about Rubin as I had not mentioned before. I explained how Rubin had hired Karl as a temporary interpreter Juan was so surprised and pleased. However, I decided not tell him about Rubin and Karl having sex as thought I would wait and tell him that pat of the story later on. .

“Mom is a great judge of character. Al, you are a good man. Thanks so much for helping my friend!”

“Juan, I have a favor to ask of you. I brought home some papers from the office. Would you mine translating them into Spanish and German for me?”

“Sure! When do you need them?”

“No big hurry but it’s vitally important that you to be as accurate as possible.”

“I’ll do what I can.”

“I know I can count on you. Now, are you ready to go home?”

“Yes. I’m ready. I have some very important and pleasurable houseboy or housewife duties to perform.”

On the way back, Juan asked, “Al, I have never been to a gay bar - would you take me sometime? I just want to find out what they are like.”

“Okay! I have not been to one in a long time. Sure, I will take you.”

Once we were home, no time was wasted in getting undressed. I checked the computer for emails and found there were two for Juan - one from his mother and the other from Karl.

Juan read his mother’s first.

“Oh my! Mom says that she showed my photograph to my grandmother who had tears in her eyes when she saw it. My grandmother asked, ‘Why did such a good looking young man turn out to be a homosexual?’ My Mom told her, ‘Because he was more fortunate than most young men.’ That’s my Mom. She is the greatest mother in the world……She says that she did not recognize me at first…..’I no longer have a baby boy. I now have a handsome grown up son.’………..A son that I love and adore.”

Juan paused and could not read anymore for several moments. After he regained control of his emotions, he started reading again.

“Oh God! Mom says that shortly after Grandmother saw my photograph she went into a coma. The doctors and nurses say that it is just a matter of time now.”

I stood behind Juan and put my arms over his shoulders. He took a hold of my hands and squeezed them, and said, “Well, let’s see what my friend Karl has to say.”

Juan was reading for several minutes before he said anything. Wow! Rubin and Karl really hit it off together. It seems that shortly after Rubin hired him, they went out for dinner. Then they went to his hotel room and had both oral and anal sex together. “Rubin is a hunk of a man,” Karl says “He is well hung and knows how to use it. We both got off twice before I went home. Tomorrow he is taking me shopping for new clothes. He is a handsome man and wears expensive clothes. Tell your friend Al that I appreciate him helping me get a good job. When I got home I read your email and got all the wonderful photographs. I did not know that I had been corresponding with such a fine looking man. After having sex with Rubin, I did not think it was possible to get another hard, but seeing your photographs caused me to get hard again. It is hard now as I am writing you. Every so often I stop typing and stroke my penis. Both you and Rubin have me hot and bothered. I am nearing another climax. I will write you more later.”

Juan turned off the computer and said, “Rubin must be something else. Karl and I have talked about sex a little bit, but he never has been this horny or so detailed in his descriptions! You are the one that gets me hot. Get on the bed. I still owe you a lot of blowjobs.”

I followed his instructions up to a point. I got on the bed. He turned out the lights and got in with me. Before he knew what was going on, I had him on his back, I was in between legs, and I swallowed the full length of his erect dick. I repeatedly deep throated him is succession. He was mumbling something in Spanish. I rose up and asked him what he was saying?

“You don’t need to know. Just suck my fucking cock. I am fully loaded, and my cock has never been as hard and feels so good!”

I continued to give him head, and it was not long before he raised his legs up and draped them over my shoulders. He raised his hips off of the bed while I was sucking his dick. He began thrusting his hips up and down in sequence with my movements and was making far louder sounds than he had when we had had sex before. It was not very long before he had raised his hips up as high as he could while shoving his cock down my throat and began to shoot off round after round of jism faster than I could swallow it. When he had finished cuming it seemed like I had a half-cup of his juice remaining in my mouth. I moved up and kissed him and shared his cum with him.

He was completely relaxed, but breathing irregularly. I lay on top of him and he put his arms around me, neither of us saying anything for some time.

Finally, he broke the silence and said, “Man! There is no way that I can compete with you. I will never be able to cause you to have a climax like the one you just caused me to have - but get off of me as I am going to do my best!”

We switched positions and Juan attempted to do the same thing to me that I had just done to him. However, I soon discovered that I was not as limber or in such a good physical shape, and I could not keep my hips up in the air and off of the bed. My fat ass just wanted to lay flat on the mattress. Juan used his hands and fingers to tease my nipples, testicles and butt while he deep throat sucked me to the point when I shot off to a very gratifying climax. He kept sucking on my cock and I maintained my erection. He quit sucking on my dick and got up and went to use the bathroom. When he returned, having lubricated his asshole with KY, he put a condom on me and lay down on his stomach and told me to fuck him. I got mounted him, and soon was slowly fucking him although I was so tired and sexually satisfied that I was not really all too interested in doing it. It just felt good to have my cock buried in his rectum. I was laying with my full weight on him for several minutes at a time without moving and knowing that I lacked the energy to fuck him in earnest, I started to get off of him.

“Don’t get off. Just keep your cock inside of me. It feels good. Let’s go to sleep like this. If some time during the night you wake up and want to do so, just fuck me. I don’t care. We fell asleep and some time during the night I did wake up and my dick was still hard and inside him. I started fucking him real slow hoping to not wake him. It was ten or so minutes before he did wake up telling me to fuck him good and hard. I began to increase both my speed and depth of thrust and just before I climaxed he shot off onto the bed. I withdrew and lay down beside him, eventually not knowing whether or not for sure that he spent the rest of the night in my bed as when I awoke, he was in the kitchen fixing breakfast for us.

After breakfast, Juan described his work schedule for the remainder of the week. He was going to work from three to twelve that day which was Wednesday. He had the same shift on Thursday. Off on Friday with a four hour shift on both Saturday and Sunday afternoons. He asked me about the papers that I wanted him to translate. I showed them to him and he said that he did not think that he would have any problems with them.

Since graduating from college, I had maintained or had established contacts with a number of people at there. The corporation had hired a number of graduates from my college by working through the Director of Placement, someone I knew fairly well by now as we often spoke to one another.

Just before noon, I contacted him concerning the need for applicants for a position that the corporation would need to be filling in the near future. While talking to him I briefly mentioned the problem that the corporation was having in its offices in Europe. He suggested that I speak to the Head of the Department of Languages as he thought that I might get some ideas from him.

After lunch, I called the Head of the Department of Languages. His name was Professor Anders. He proved to be very helpful when I explained as much as I knew about Rubin’s problem and about the proposal that he was considering to make to our President.

I also told him about Juan, and the need to test his proficiency in the Spanish and German translation of the papers that he was going to work on for me. Professor Anders told me immediately that he knew that he could help by checking Juan’s proficiency. Also, he said that he would like to talk to his faculty about Rubin’s problem. He suggested that I bring Juan along come see him at nine o’clock on Friday morning. Before we hung up, the Professor asked why Juan was not at college. I explained Juan’s financial situation and he told me to have Juan bring his high school academic records with him.

That evening when I got home, Juan had left three stacks of papers on the breakfast room table. One stack was the papers I had given him. The second stack was in Spanish and the third stack was in German. I wrote a note thanking Juan, but I asked him to check his work carefully to be sure that there were no errors. I also told him that I had an errand to run at nine o’clock Friday morning and I wanted him to go with me, and that he would need his high school academic records.

I checked the computer again before I went to bed. There were no emails for Juan. I wrote him another note and told him that there were no emails, and for him to sleep in late next morning.

It was after mid-night when I woke up just long enough to know that Juan had gotten home from work.

Mid-morning Thursday, I received a short email from Rubin. He told me that he had completed and emailed his proposal to the President and was expecting an answer from him later that day.

By mid afternoon, I received another short email from Rubin. He told me that the President had agreed with his proposal. He also suggested that if I had not already checked out Juan’s qualifications to do so at once and to begin looking for someone who could speak and write French and Italian.

Thirty minutes before I was due to get off work, my boss who was the Director of Personnel called me into his office and said that he had just talked with the President who wanted us to find personnel who were exceedingly proficient in both speaking and writing Spanish, French, German and Italian. I pretended that I did not know anything about these new positions as I had assumed that what Rubin had told me was in confidence. I asked my boss about the salaries and the duties for these new people. He told me what would be expected of them and that for a start the positions were to be on a part-time basis. He also gave me the salary details, which were very generous in amount. The President was hoping that these part-timers would be college students needing income to finance their continued education. I told my boss that I would get on to it the first thing in the morning.

Friday morning was unbelievable. Poor Juan, who had no idea of what was going on, kept asking me questions but I did not want to tell him anything until I had heard what the Professor thought about Juan’s abilities. The Professor was waiting on us when we arrived at his office. I handed him the papers along with Juan’s high school records. He looked at Juan’s grades and just nodded his head and smiled. He picked up the papers and thumbed through them and then excused himself, taking the papers with him. He went to the outer office and spoke with his secretary.

He then returned and leant back in his chair and started to give Juan the third degree. Within twenty minutes he had learned more about Juan than ever I had known. His secretary came to the door, and Professor Anders excused himself as he returned to the outer office. In a few minutes he came back with two older men. He introduced us to the Professor of Spanish and the Professor of German. We all sat down when Professor Anders informed me that the Professor of German had found one typographical error made by Juan. The error amounted to no more than an omission of a period at the end of a sentence. The Professor of Spanish found no errors whatsoever. Professor Anders commented that they had graduate students who could not have done as well as Juan had done. Both the Spanish and German Professors proceeded to converse with Juan in Spanish and German. I could tell that Juan was nervous and was very uncomfortable, but he was talking to both men with no apparent trouble.

The two Professors then excused themselves saying that they had people waiting for them back in their offices. Professor Anders went and talked to them for a few minutes before returning to his desk.

Again he leaned back in his chair and looked at Juan and said, “Well young man, you make me very proud. Your high school Spanish and German teachers are graduates of this institution and I know them both. You are the evidence that proves both are excellent teachers. Now, I have spoken to the two Professors that just left and we would like to see you enrol in this college. I can offer you a scholarship that will pay for your tuition, books and other requirements. If you decide to accept the scholarship and enrol for classes in Spanish and or German, we will give you full credit for first year in both languages and you will start off in the second year. Would you be interest in joining this college?”

Juan said, “Thank you Professor Anders….I would love to attend college but right now I can’t afford to go.”

I said, “Juan let me assure you that you can go to college if you wish to go. We have some things to talk about, but if you want to go, you can….Professor, when do you need an answer?”

“Registration for the fall semester begins in ten days. So I would need to know within a week. There is a deal of paper work and the Registrar’s office will need to get his high school records.”

I turned to Juan and looked at him. He had a bewildered expression on his face. I said, “Juan, why don’t you think about it and you can let the Professor know by the first of next week.”

He looked at me and said, “Mr. Ward, you must know something that I don’t know. There is no way I can go to college on the wage I make at McDonalds.”

“Juan! I do know something that you don’t and I will talk to you later about it.”

Professor Anders spoke up, “Juan, why don’t I take you over and introduce you to the Registrar? He will give you some of the forms to be filled out together with information about the college and the courses offered for the next semester.”

Juan replied, “Professor, I would appreciate that.”

Professor said, “Well, let’s be on our way.”

I said, “Professor, I have another question. Do you know of a student or students who may be proficient in French and Italian and who might be interested in a part-time job?

“I sure do. He is a graduate student. I think he is just down the hall - would you like to speak with him? I can get my secretary to fetch him. His name is Ken.”

“Yes Sir. I would like to have a word with Ken.”

“I can tell you that Ken speaks and writes French and Italian fluently and is one of our better students. He is very dependable, fine young man whom I can recommend for any job that he might wish to pursue.”

The Professor took Juan over to the Registrar’s office and his secretary found Ken so that I could interview him. I was very impressed while he was more than interested in the job. We made an appointment for that afternoon for him to come to my office and fill out an application and complete the other necessary paperwork.

When Juan and I returned to my car he, and rightfully so, had mixed emotions. He was pissed off at me for not warning him beforehand as to why we were there. He was happy about the possibility of going to college while he was bewildered but pleased by the compliments that the Professors had paid him. He was so angry with me that it took me some time to get him to calm down so I could explain why I had taken him to see Anders.

He was so busy raving on at me that he failed to pay attention to where we were going as I pulled into a restaurant where we could have lunch. He still was so upset that he was unaware as to why we were even at the restaurant. However, after we got inside, he began to calm down so I that could talk to rationally him at last.

The waitress took our orders and then Juan said, “What pissed me off the most was when the secretary handed you those papers that I had worked on so hard for you only for you to tell her to shred them.You bastard!”

“Now come on! Is that a proper way for a houseboy of your status to talk?”

He grinned at me and said, “If I did not owe you so many blowjobs, and didn’t enjoy giving them to you, I would resign from being your houseboy.”

“Would you like for me to tell you about the part-time job that is open at my office and for which you are now officially qualified?”

“A part-time job at your office? I sure would!”

While we were eating, I explained everything to him. He now understood why I had been so underhanded when taking him to the Professor’s office. He could not believe the salary. If he got the job, which was almost certain, he would be making at least four times what he was making at McDonalds.

After we left the restaurant, I took Juan to my office where he filled out the application and other paper work. I introduced him to my boss who I briefly told about his qualifications and recommended that he be hired. I also told him about Ken who was suitably qualified and of the appointment with him later that afternoon. My boss was very impressed that I should find applicants so quickly and he was equally impressed with Juan.

I drove Juan back to the condo and returned to the office. I sent an email to Rubin and told him how I had established Juan’s qualification and about Ken being highly recommended by Professor Anders.

Ken was on time for his appointment and as soon as he had completed the formalities, I introduced him to my boss, who immediately offered him the job to start a week from Monday. He told me to inform Juan that he was also hired to begin on the same day.

After Ken left, my boss had me sit down and said, “Sometime during the early part of next week there will be a meeting between the President, Vice Presidents, you myself. At that time, Mr. Brooks, who is in Germany will be on the phone and we will discuss the changes necessary. Mr. Brooks has requested and it has been approved by the President that you will be in full charge of overseeing Juan and Ken and their work until Mr. Brooks returns from abroad. Your present workload will be reduced. Some of your present duties will be assigned to other personnel, and there will be a sizeable increase in your salary. It has not been determined as yet where Juan and Ken will be located, but they will be sharing an office.”

As soon as I got back to my desk, I called Juan and told him that he had the job and that he should call his boss at McDonalds and give him a week’s notice. I asked him if he were interested in going to one of the gay bars tonight so we could celebrate. He asked me if we could go Saturday night instead. He said that he was preparing a special dinner for us and was looking forward to paying off some of his debt that he owed me.

When I got home, Juan had prepared a Mexican dinner, had set the dining room table and had decorated it with a Mexican motif. He had fixed enough food for ten people. He even had fixed margaritas to drink and had Mexican music playing in the background. To top it all off, he was wearing his blue T-back and a big smile showing off his bright white teeth. The fact that I did not have a bullfighters costume to wear was only thing missing!

The food and margaritas were delicious. I ate so much that I was miserable but once we had eaten it did not take us long to clear away the dishes and leave everything tidy for the morning.

Juan had bought a foam mattress, and had it on the floor on the patio along with towels, massage oil, and condoms. He undressed me and had me lie down on the mattress. This time our sex was accompanied by Mexican music instead of the usual light-classical sounds but the same three candles were burning. He began to give me one of his complete massages that included him properly massaging my butt with his big dick until he shot off, and then sucking my cock until I ejaculated. We leisurely kissed and hugged each other, and expressed our appreciation for the wonderful pleasure we experienced.

We took a shower together to remove the massage oil. Then we returned to the patio. Juan fixed us another margarita and brought still more in a carafe onto the patio. We got into the Jacuzzi and drank margaritas until we both were tipsy. While in the Jacuzzi we stroked each other’s dicks. Several times we both we on the verge of having an orgasm. We must have been in there for over an hour. We had drunk the whole carafe of margaritas before getting out and going to the bedroom.

Now, it was my time to fuck Juan’s ass while he was lying on his back. I alternated between fucking him and sucking his cock and was so intoxicated that I had difficulty in keeping my balance. We were both were laughing and feeling so good thanks to the alcohol that sex was almost secondary to the fun we were sharing.

Juan said, “Girl you can’t even hit my hole. Let me help you out, Honey.”

I ignored being called “Girl” and “Honey”

He reached down and took hold of my cock and tried to guide it to his asshole but he also was unsuccessful. Once I got it back in. I was making an effort to not pull it completely out again. Eventually we both sobered up enough that I had a climax and then sucked his dick until he shot off.

I lay down beside him. He put his arm across my chest and said, “Al, when I start to college and working part-time, I might not have time to cook and clean house like I should in order to be a good houseboy.”

“I have thought about that. I guess that I will just have to fire you and hire another houseboy that will take care of both of us.”

“I don’t like that idea a fucking bit. I don’t want anyone else having sex with you while I am around. Is there such of a thing as a house girl?”

“I don’t think that a house girl would work. How about getting a maid to come in once a week?”

Juan replied, “Mom had a friend that she called Liz. Mom said that Liz was as good of a cook and maid as she was.”

“Does Liz have a son?”

“Fuck you!!!….Yes! She does have a son! But he lives in Mexico with his father.”

“Ask your mother how we can get in touch with Liz.”

There was a long pause.

“Al, what’s going to happen when Rubin comes back?”

“I don’t know. If I keep getting raises, I will be able to afford to buy a condo like this. I haven’t told you, but I got another big raise today. If Rubin stays in Europe for a few months more I will have enough in my savings account to put a down payment on a condo or even a house.”

“Congratulations! Why did you get a raise?”

“Because of you. I’m going to be your new boss until Rubin gets back. You and Ken are going to be sharing an office.”

“No kidding! I’m going to have an office?”

“Yep! You are going to share an office with Ken….Big Shot, do you think we can get some shuteye? You know that we are going to have to go pay Jake another visit. Being a college student and working in a big cooperation, you are going to need some more pants, sport coats, ties, dress shirts and other clothes and shoes. You may even need a jock strap that Jake will have to alter for you.”

“Mom sure will be surprised to learn that I have a good job and will be going to college. Al, you are a good man, and if you are not careful, I may just fall in love with you.”

Chapter 4
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Juan never ceased to amaze me. He was more efficient, and had more energy, self-discipline, and more drive than anyone I had ever met. When I got up, he had his room spotless as well as the rest of the house. We had left a mess in the patio the night before and he had picked up and cleaned everything. He had fixed our breakfast, and was sitting at the breakfast table. He had filled out all the papers to enroll in college. He was reading the college catalog that the Registrar had given him.

“Good morning Juan.”

“Good morning Al. Help yourself to the coffee, and sit down. I will put the food on the table.”

“You certainly have been a busy boy this morning.”

“No! I have been a busy MAN this morning.”

“Excuse me! I stand corrected. Soon to be a college man. Have you decided what courses you are going to take?”

“No! I need your advice. What courses do you think I should take?”

“That’s a decision that you are going to have to make. If college is the same as when I went, you are not going to have much of a choice your Freshmen year. I’m sure that the college will assign you a faculty advisor. You want have to decide now, but in a couple of years you will have to declare a major and minor.”

“For certain I want to take Spanish and German. I may even want to take another language.”

Juan had finish putting the food on the table and sit down with Al, and we stated eating our breakfast.

“Juan, sometime this morning, we need to go pay Jake a visit. I doubt that he has any more pants to show you, but he can place an order for you.”

“I know what you are doing. You are just trying to get me deeper in debt to you. I just may have to take Karl up on his offer to assist me in giving you blowjobs to pay off my debt….. I guess that since he has met Rubin that he will withdraw his offer.”

“I think that you are right. I would bet that you could not drag Karl away from Rubin right now. Rubin is very particular about the men he goes to bed with. Karl must be quiet a man. He is very fortunate. Rubin is a very special person.”

“I’m glad. That makes me feel a lot better. I think Karl is a special person too.”

“Have you called your boss at McDonald, and turn in your resignation?”

“Yes I did. I work from noon until four today, tomorrow, and Monday. Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, I work from 6:00AM to 2:00PM. Thursday will be my last day.”

“That’s good…. Now, I don’t want any argument from you. You have some good news to tell your mother. I want you to go and send her an email now while I will clean up the kitchen. Then we are going to go see Jake and arrange to get you some more clothes.”

“Al all I need is another houseboy uniform.”

When we walked into the store, Jake was finishing up waiting on a customer. When he saw us, he grinned and waved at us with a limp wrist. As his customer was leaving, he ran up to us and hugged out necks. He reached inside his left hand side of his coat pocket, and pulled out a piece of paper.

He was grinning and waved it at Juan and said, “Honey, I got this yesterday. I keep it close to my heart. You are so gorgeous.”

Juan asked, “What are you talking about?”

“Honey, the photograph you sent to me with you wearing the T-back that I sold you. I hope you are here to try on some more. That would make my day.”

I said, “Sorry Jake. Juan is taking up a new profession. He is enrolling in college. He may be taking a gym class and might need a jockey strap. Do you have any his size?”

“Oh Dear! What a shame. We don’t carry jockey straps. But, I can order you one. I would suggest that we order one in purple. That would look lovely on you.”

I replied, “Jake that is really not what we are here for. He is going to need some more pants and trousers. Could you order some for him?”

“Sure! I will have them by Friday for him to try on.”

I replied, “That would be great. He is going to need some shirts, sweaters and suitable college clothes to wear as well as shirts, ties and sport coats to wear to work. We will be back next Saturday.”

“Oh My! God is being good to me…..Juan, would you please do me a very special favor?”

“I will try.”

“This photo of you is all wrinkled up. Would you bring me another copy? I want to have it framed and keep it in my bedroom. You know. Just for inspiration purposes.”

“I think I can manage that.”

“I sure would appreciate it. Honey, I tell you what I am going to do. I’m going to order you a purple jockey strap and give it to you as a token of my appreciation. I do hope you will try it on and let me see how it fits you. God, I love my job.”

I asked, “Jake! Juan wants me to take him to a gay bar tonight. Is there one that you would recommend?”

“Sure Honey. Crews Inn is about four blocks down on the right. I think you would like that bar.”

On the way home, Juan told me that he was really concerned about his mother. It had been four days since his grandmother had gone into a coma, and that was the last time he had heard from his mother. I suggested that if he had not heard from her by tomorrow morning that perhaps he should call her.

We got back home just in time for Juan to get ready and go to work. Juan had made out a grocery list and I went grocery shopping, and bought everything on his lists plus a lot of junk food which I had no business buying.

I was almost sure that Rubin was responsible for my big salary increase. I wrote him an email and thanked him. I brought him up to date as to what all had gone on and the plans for taking Juan to his first gay bar.

When Juan arrived home from work, I had the table set, and had warmed up some of the left over Mexican food for dinner. After we had dinner and cleaned up the kitchen, we went into our bedrooms to get dressed to go to the bar. Having already shaved and showered, it did not take me as long to get ready and it did Juan. I was waiting on him in the den. When he came in and I saw him, I could not help bursting into laughter. He had on his coat and tie and was all dressed up.

He looked at me in bewilderment and asked, “What’s wrong? Why aren’t you ready, and why are you laughing at me?”

“Juan, I’m sorry. It never occurred to me to tell you how to dress to go to a gay bar. If you go dressed like that you will stick out like a sore thumb. Go put on your sandals, tank top or T-shirt, and either your tight jeans or shorts. I would suggest that you not wear any underwear. As you will soon see, most gays dress very casual when going to bars.”

He must have gotten my drift, because he returned and had on his sandals, an old pair of tight cut off blue jeans, and an old cut off T-shirt showing off his navel and his slender twenty-six inch waistline. When I looked at his box, it appeared like he had stuffed a piece of sausage in his pants, but I knew better.

“Do I look all right now?”

“Oh my God! I can’t take you to the bar looking like that. I will spend the whole night fighting those queers off of you. Come over here and let me examine you up close.”

I was sitting on the couch, and Juan walked over and stood in front of me with a frown on his face not knowing what I was thinking. I reached over and took a hold of his hips and pulled him closer to me and began sucking on his dick through his pants. He got a big grin on his face and spread his legs further apart to gain a better balance. He got an erection, and I managed to get it out through the leg of his cut off shorts, and started deep throating him. With a combination of my pumping my mouth back and forth on his big rod, and him pistoning his dick in and out of my mouth, he shot off in a matter of a few minutes.

I stood up and looked him in the eye and said in a serious tone, “That was to remind you that when you are in the bar that you are with me. You are going to the bar with me and you are going to come home with me. Do you understand what I am saying to you?”

“Yes Master. I understand. You own me and I obey your ever command.”

I swatted him on his firm rear and we left for the bar.

When we got to the bar, from the outside it appeared to be a small bar, but when we got inside the place was huge. There was a long bar, a large dance floor, a small stage with a ramp that extended out twenty feet or so. There was a sea of men inside the bar. It was packed elbow to elbow. I had the impression that every gay man in a fifty-mile radius of the city was in the bar.
The music was loud, everyone were laughing, talking and having a great time. The dance floor was full of men dancing. It seemed that the lights were being dim because of all the cigarette smoke.

I looked at Juan. He was taking it all in, and leaned over close to my ear so I could hear him, and said, “This is fucking awesome!”

We worked our way through the crowd to the bar and ordered two Corona (brewed in Mexico) beers. We worked our way through the crowd hoping to find a place to sit down. There was not an empty seat in sight. As we passing a couple who were sitting at a table next to the ramp, they asked us if we were looking for seats. I told them that we were. They told us that they were leaving and we could have their seats. We sit down and the table was between us. The noise was so loud that when we talked to each other we were practically yelling at each other.

I was enjoying watching Juan. He was looking around at the crowd of men. They were all dressed or undressed in all sorts of ways. There were several that were dressed in leather, some with leather posing straps or T-backs. There was a man standing near the table that had taken off his shirt and had it on his shoulders. He had cut off jeans that were rip all the way up the sides and his belt was the only thing holding his jeans up. They were cut off so short that the crease of his buns was in full view. He like many of the others was cruising, and hoping to hook up with someone to have sex. There were men kissing, hugging and groping each other. Juan as well as myself was enjoying seeing all the gay men of all ages.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder, I looked up and it was Ralph. I stood up and we hugged each other, and I introduced him to Juan. I told Juan that Ralph worked in the office. I explained to Ralph that Juan was going to start working in our offices in a week. Ralph told me that he had no idea that I was gay, and I told him that I was surprised that he was gay. Ralph asked me if I would like to dance with him, and I told him that I did not dance. Then he asked Juan who eagerly jumped up smiling and said that he would like to dance with him. I watch them dance together. Neither one of them were the best dancers on the floor, but they certainly were not the worst.

After they finished the dance, they returned to the table. Juan thanked Ralph, and Ralph told us that he would see us later.

When we finished drinking our beers, Juan went to the bar and bought us another one. When he came back, he was a bit perturbed. He told me that some guy had groped him on the way back while his hands were holding the beers. He also told me that there was going to be a show that would begin in about ten minutes.

In a few minutes, the spotlights were turned on the staged and ramp. The music was turned off, and everyone began to set down. If they did not have chairs to sit in, they set down on the floor. A drag queen stepped out on the stage in front of the microphone. Undoubtedly she was well known judging by all of the clapping and cheering that took place. She preformed and then served as the MC for the remainder of the show.

Several other drag queens preformed, and then the MC introduced Bruce Jennings who was a porn movie star who danced and stripped on the ramp right in front of Juan and I. We discovered that we had the best seats in the room. While he was stripping and dancing, men were coming up to the ramp and putting money in his T-back. Then there were three other men that stripped while they were dancing. Each of them had their own costumes and routines.

Then there was a man that was introduced. He appeared on stage dressed in a devil’s red costume. He began dancing and taking off his clothes as he danced down the ramp. He had taken everything off except a red posing strap that was covered with some kind of red sparkling jewels. He danced up close to the side of the ramp near Juan. He bent over and got a hold of Juan’s hand and had Juan to stand up. He was giving Juan instructions but the audience could not hear him. He took a hold of the top of his posing strap and pull it open enough and Juan put his hand inside his pouch. The audience went wild and was clapping, whistling, and cheering. Juan pulled out a cigarette lighter. He lit the lighter and held it near the stripper’s crotch. The stripper’s posing strap begins to flame up. The stripper returned to doing his routine fanning the flames with his hand dancing his way back to the stage. The MC came out with a bucket of water and threw the water on him putting out the flames.

He then returned to the ramp and started to dance again. The other four strippers and the drag queens joined him on the ramp dancing. They all went out into the audience where they danced while the guys were giving them tips. The stripper that was in the devil’s costume danced up to Juan and set down on his lap while he got the cigarette lighter back from Juan and kissed his hand. All the performers returned to the stage and took their bows ending the show.

After the show was over, the bartenders were busy with customers wanting drinks. Some of the men were leaving. Juan told me that he needed to use the restroom and then he was ready to go home.

When we went into the restroom, there was an older man standing at the urinal with his pants down around his ankles and he was stroking his hard cock. In the stall with the door open was the man that had the cut off jeans next to our table. He was bent over and being fist fucked by another man. Juan walked up to the urinal of one side of the older man and I was on the other side of him. While Juan and I were relieving ourselves, the older man showed us his stiff cock and asked each of us if we would suck it or jack him off. We refused and left the restroom as soon as we could.

As we were walking to the car, I asked, “What did you think about your first night at a gay bar?”

“I don’t want to talk about it right now. I have something else on my mind that is bothering me.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Let’s just go home. I will show you on the way home.”

I had no idea as to what Juan was talking about or thinking. We got into the car. I got behind the wheel, and started up the car. Before we were even out of the parking lot, Juan unzipped my pants and started sucking my soft dick causing me to get an immediate erection. He sucked my dick until we pulled into the garage at the condo. He had gotten me so hot that I took off my pants turned so my back was leaning against my car door, put one of my feet up on the seat. He proceeded to suck and deep throat me. Just a few minutes later I had a wonderful climax. We got out of the car and went directly to my bedroom without turning on any of the lights. By the time we had reached the bed, we both were stark naked, horny, and ready to have sex again.

For the life of me, I could not figure out what was going on in my brain. The more I was around Juan; the more I was fascinated by his body. Not only that, I was intrigued and obsessed with his penis. He was so different from the men that I used to be attracted to. In times passed, I had always desired masculine well-built muscle type men. Now, only Juan’s body and penis was attractive to me. It was not only his body and penis but also Juan himself. I enjoyed his personality, his humor, and his company.

When we got in bed, I only had one thing in my mind and that was to give him as much pleasure as I possibly could. I did not care if he did anything to me or not. I attacked his big manhood with my goal to give him as many gratifying orgasms as humanly possible. I was deep throating him and working his cock over with my mouth and tongue not even conscious as to what he was doing to me. Sub-consciously I did know that he was reacting the same way towards me at the same time. I had a tight grip on his buttocks that fit perfectly in my hands and was kneading them like putty. His cock in my mouth was the most delightful thing that I had ever had in my mouth. I savored the taste and smell of precum and groin area. For a change, I was moaning and making sounds, but it was not because of what was happening to my cock, but it was from the pleasures I was receiving from giving head to Juan.

It was a different approach and experience than I had ever had while having sex. At first it was more like I was making love to his cock, but it evolved into more like I was fighting it and trying to be it’s master. I would deep throat him and shake my head like an animal making a kill. I had ceased from being gentle and was being aggressively more brutal to the point that I might have been causing him pain. I was treating his balls in the same fashion. It took some doing but I got both of his balls in my mouth at the same time and would shake my head as if I was trying to get more of him into my mouth.

Even his asshole fascinated me to the point that I savagely rimmed it, which was something that I thought I would never do. I had two fingers from each hand in his asshole at the same time pulling it open and sticking my tongue inside him as far as my tongue could reach. I would withdraw my fingers leaving my tongue buried inside him.

Sub consciously, I knew that he had abandon sucking on my cock and was as entranced in the pleasures that I was causing him to experience. He was moaning and groaning as much or more than I was, but I was not hearing him. At times I was aware of his moving and twisting his body, but it did not interfere with my giving him head or other things that I was doing in an effort to excite him. I was in another world or orbit and not consciously aware as to what was going on around me. I did not return to reality until I heard him yelling at the top of his voice.

“I’mmm cuuuuuummmmmmiiiinnnng!!!”

That was the understatement of the year. He shot off unbelievable rounds of cum into my throat. I kept on sucking after I thought that he was through and he shot off a couple more rounds. I sucked his cock some more for at least ten minutes before his cock quiet oozing out cum. Then he became so sensitive that he forced me to stop sucking.

His orgasm was so intense and caused him to exert himself so much that he could not say anything that was comprehensible. I lay down beside him. He rose up his arm and was going to put it across my chest. He got his arm up in the air, and because of exhaustion, let it flop on top of me. I took a hold of his hand and held it for some time until he had regained his breath and recovered from the incredible climax that he had just had.

After he regained his breath and energy, he got off and moved to the end of the bed. He pulled me down in the bed until my legs from the knees down were dangling off of the end of the bed. He knelt down on the floor in between my legs. Then he slipped his hands underneath me and took a hold of my buttocks before going down on me. I believed that he was experiencing the same thing that I had just experienced. It was not only his intention to just sexually satisfy me, but he was unselfishly giving himself to me and trying to make me personally happy. We had gone beyond the point of just having sex for sex sake. We were falling in love with each other. Perhaps we did not ever know it was happening. I had never been in love before and did not know what true love was like.

I lay on my back relaxed, content, and yet bewildered by having someone as beautiful as Juan involved in having sex with me. I could not believe that I was so fortunate. I closed my eyes and visualized seeing Juan perform oral sex on me. Before I even had any advanced feelings that I was going to climax, I began to shoot off and had a more intense orgasm than I had had earlier.

I scooted back up in bed, and Juan lay down on top of me. We kissed each other several times, and then he said. “Al. There must have been a couple hundred gays at the bar tonight. I did not see but one guy that I would consider being his houseboy and having sex with him.”

“Who was that? Was it the stripper?”

“No! It was not the stripper! It was you!.”

We started kissing more passionately than we had ever kissed before. Then he lay down his head next to mine, and his full weight was on top of me.

After a short time, he said, “Thanks for taking me to the bar. I did have fun, but I don’t think I want to go back as long as I am with you. All that noise, smoke, alcohol, and groping is just not my thing.”

“Juan, I have no idea what time it is, but I think that you had best let me get up so I can check the emails to see if there is one from your mother.”

He rolled off of me, and as I was getting up, he said, “I have had a strong feeling this afternoon and tonight. I know that there is an email from Mom. I am sure that Grandmother is dead.”

I sat down at the computer and checked the emails. Sure enough there was an email for Juan from his mother.

Juan got up and started reading. He only read for a minute or two. He cut off the computer and turned to me and said, “Grandmother is dead. Her funeral was this morning. I will finish reading the email in the morning.”

We got back in bed and I snuggled up to him and told him that I was sorry about his Grandmother.

He quietly said, “So far as I am concern, my Grandmother and Grandfather died when they kicked me out when I was close to fifteen years old. Now that Grandmother is officially dead, I forgive her for what she did to my Mom and me. I hope she rests in peace. Do you think that she might have been looking down from wherever she is and saw us having gay sex together? If she did I hope she got her fucking eyes full.”

I kissed him on the back of his neck and ran my fingers through his hair, and then put my arm around him. I was holding him for some time, and I thought that he had fallen asleep. He began to quietly sob, and I knew he was crying. I just held onto him knowing that it would be best to let him express his emotions and crying at this time was the best thing for him. He cried himself to sleep.

Chapter 5
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After we ate breakfast, Juan read the rest of the email from his mother while I cleaned up the kitchen. I was sitting at the table when Juan returned. He got another cup of coffee and sit down with me. He told me what his mother had written in her email.

“Mom said that Grandmother never came out of the coma before she died. She died early Friday morning and the funeral was Saturday morning. There were only fourteen people at the funeral. Most of Grandmother’s friends had already passed away. My Grandfather is taking her death real hard. He has retired, is not in good health, and no longer drives a car. Mom was very happy about my getting a new job and going to go to college. She told me to tell you that you were a good man and that she appreciated everything that you have done for me.”

I did not even ask Juan if he wanted to talk to his mother. I just reached for the phone and dialed the number and got his mother on the phone, and handed the phone to Juan. I got up and went to my bedroom while Juan talked to his mother. I was going to make up my bed and clean up the bedroom, but Juan had already stripped my bed, put on clean sheets and pillowcases, and had cleaned up my bathroom. I was lying down on the bed when Juan came in after talking to his mother. He lay down beside me. He had obviously been crying. I reached over and took a hold of his hand. We lay there for sometime before he started telling me about his conversation with his mother.

“Since Mom knows that I am doing so well, she is going to stay in Monterrey and see after my Grandfather. She is going to email me Liz’s address and phone number and told me that Liz’s was an excellent maid. She told me that Mrs. Martinez was at the funeral and that she talked to her briefly. She is going to call Mrs. Martinez and get Carlos’s email address for me. Carlos is going to college, but Mrs. Martinez did not tell her where.”

“Who is Carlos?”

“Carlos Martinez was the friend that my Grandfather caught us having sex together.”

“I’m sure you would like to get in touch with him.”

“Yea I would. I have not heard from him since I left Monterrey.”

“Juan why don’t you call your boss and tell him that you have had a death in the family and that you want be a work today?”

“No. I’m going to work. Keeping busy is what I need right now. I’m going to get up and do my houseboy chores before I go to work.”

“I will help you. Why don’t I take you to work and pick you up after you get off and we can drive out to the lake and have a picnic?”

“Sounds great to me. Why don’t I get some hamburgers and the food from McDonalds and we go to the lake to eat it?”

We got up and started cleaning the condo. Juan started a washer of clothes and scrubbing and cleaning the bathrooms, and I vacuum the floors and swept out the garage. Between the two of us we had done everything that needed to be done in plenty of time for Juan to shower, shave, get dressed, and for me to drive him to work in Rubin’s Cadillac.

After I dropped Juan off at work, I had the Cadillac serviced, washed, and filled up with gas. I in turn had the same thing done to both Juan and my cars. While waiting until it was time for me to go pick up Juan, I walked over to the swimming pool. There were a couple of men there taking a sunbath. They appeared to be in their early thirties. They introduced themselves to me. Their names were Ed and Andy. I sat down and talked to them for a while. They seemed to be very nice and were very friendly and interesting. They told me that they had been together for eight years, and that they had just bought their condo and moved in last week. I told them a little about myself and briefly talked about Juan. I wanted to stay and talk to them longer, but it was time for me to go pick up Juan. I told them that it was nice meeting them and that I hoped that I would run into them again.

I pulled up in front of McDonalds and parked. I could see inside and saw Juan and his co-workers behind the counter. He looked out the window and saw me. He waved and headed to the back. I moved over in the rider’s seat and was going to let Juan drive. Juan came out carrying a couple sacks of food. He was all smiles when he saw that I was going to let him drive the Cadillac. He handed me the sacks and got behind the wheel. We looked inside and his co-workers were all staring at him and were astonished that Juan was driving such a nice new car.

Juan looked at me and said, “This will give them something to talk about. Thank you. You didn’t have to do this.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about, Mr. Millionaire.”

“Why are we driving Rubin’s car to go on a picnic anyway?

“Rubin wanted me to drive it occasionally. It’s not good for a car to set very long without being driven.”

“Al, I have been wondering about something. Last night how did that stripper keep from getting burned?”

“I don’t know, but I sure wouldn’t want fire that close to my dick. He must have been using some kind of fuel that does not get hot. There really was not that much of a fire. Those jewels on his posing pouch just made it appear that there were more flames than they actually were. It was a cleaver trick and sure got everyone’s attention.”

Juan asked, “I wonder what would have happened if I had pulled his dick out of the pouch instead of the cigarette lighter.”

“I don’t know, but the audience would have liked that.”

There were not very many people at the park, and we found a table not too far from the lake. We ate and Juan was not very talkative. I caught him looking at me several times. I had no idea what he was thinking. I wanted to talk or do something to keep his mind off of his Grandmother’s death. He did not particularly seem sad, but he was in deep thought. After we finished eating and had thrown away the trash, we walked down to the shoreline of the lake. Juan told me that he wished that we had brought our swimsuits so we could go swimming. I suggested that we go home and go swimming in the swimming pool. He liked the idea and we left to go home.

While he was driving, he reached over and got my hand and placed it on his crotch. Then he looked over at me, smiled, and told me that he had been thinking about me all afternoon. I told him that I had been thinking about him. He put his hand down on top of mine for a few moments before returning it to the steering wheel. He told me that his Grandfather always drove a Cadillac.

When we got home, we put on our swimsuits and went to the swimming pool. There was no one else anywhere around. We swam for a while and Juan wanted to know if I had ever used the sauna. I told him no, and that I had never been in a sauna before. He said that he had been in one when he was a kid. He suggested that we check this one out.

I opened the door and walked in. Juan was right behind me. There was one small light on and very dimly lit. I could not see but I heard some shuffling noises. My eyes began to get accustom to the dark and I saw the outline of two men. They had been having sex and we had walked in on them.

One of them asked, “Is that you Al?”

“Yea! Ed and Andy?”

“Yea! Hey! Flick that bolt on the door so no one else will walk in on us. Sure am glad it is you. Ed and I got carried away. I was just getting a little piece of Ed’s ass.”

“Don’t let us stop you. Ed and Andy, this is my friend Juan that I told you about. Juan this is Ed and Andy. Now really you guys go after it. Juan and I might have a little fun also.”

Juan told them that it was nice to meet them, but the responses he received were grunts and groans. Andy was fucking Ed and was so involved that they had ignored the fact that we were there.

Juan wasted no time in taking off his swimsuit and mine. He went down on me and sucked my cock like he could not wait to make me cum. In a short time, the room was full of the sexual pleasure sounds from Ed, Andy, Juan and myself. The steam was causing us to be warm, but the added sex was causing us to be hot. We could not see each other very well, but we could see each other well enough that I could tell that both Ed and Andy were well endowed and were pleasing each other.

Juan had been very adequately servicing my cock and nuts with his mouth and tongue for a number of minutes. I switch places with him and began sucking and deep throating him. I don’t know if it were my imagination or if it was the heat or because being near Ed and Andy having sex, but I could swear that Juan’s dick was harder and longer than ever before. He certainly was not bashful in expressing the feelings and pleasure that he was having. Neither was Andy or Ed.

Andy loudly let everyone know when he shot off in Ed’s ass. I looked up at Juan and he was looking down at me smiling. When Andy shot off, Juan grabbed my head and forced me to deep throat him. He did not shoot off, but he had gotten very close.

Ed and Andy, switched places and Ed began fucking Andy. Soon the sounds were back to full volume. Juan and I switched places again and he was once more working my cock over.

Juan and I had changed places several times before Ed shot off. Juan was giving me head at the time Ed lost his load.

What happened next certainly was not planed or expected. Andy took over and started directing Juan and my sexual activity. Andy had me to lie down on my back and had Juan get on top of me so we could suck each other off at the same time. Andy moved so he was close to Juan’s ass and Ed move close to mine. Andy got Juan started fucking my mouth and began to hold Juan’s balls and at the same time rim Juan’s asshole. Ed took a hold of my cock and was stroking it while Juan sucked on the head and several inches. Ed was using his other hand to tease and pinch both my nipples and Juan’s. When he was not doing that he was sensuously rubbing our bodies.

With all the attention that Ed and Andy were giving us and with Juan and I being very hot to begin with, there was no surprise when Juan shoved his cock full force down my throat screaming at the top of his lungs as he shot off numerous spurts of his cum in my throat and mouth. The excitement was so tremendous that both Ed and Andy had erections again.

Juan and I changed places and it was a repeat performance except that I was fucking Juan’s face and getting the full treatment from Andy and Ed. It only took me five minutes or so before I shot off. I turned around and lay down on top of Juan and kissed him before putting my head down while recovering.

Andy began fucking Ed again. They were not keeping it a secret that they preferred anal sex to oral sex. Ed was lying down with his legs on Andy’s shoulders while Andy fucked him.

Juan and I got up and were going to do what we could to return the favor and give them the attention and assistance to cause them more pleasure. Juan moved into a position that he could jack on Ed dick and tease his nipples, and I moved in back of Andy and with one hand I finger fucked him or held on to his nuts, and with the other hand I rubbed and massaged his back and buttocks while he fucked Ed’s ass. Perhaps what Juan and I were doing had nothing to do with it but it did not take Andy very long to shoot off his second load.

They switched places, and it even took less time for Ed to shoot off again.

We all set down on the benches. Juan and I were sitting next to each other holding each other’s semi-hards. I made a comment to Ed and Andy about them not wearing condoms. Ed told me that neither one of them had had sex with anyone else for eight years. They do have an AIDS test run every six months just incase one of them has been unfaithful. They both prefer to fuck each other bareback. We talked for some time, then Juan handed me my swimsuit and he put his on. I took that to mean that he was ready to go. He reached over and kissed both Ed and Andy on their cheeks and told them that he definitely enjoyed meeting them and beginning their friendship in such an intimate way. I could not have topped what Juan had just said, so I just kissed both of them on their cheeks and told them that we would see them later.

As we unlocked the door, I reminded them that they might wish to lock the door again. Andy told me that he thought that they had had it for the night and as soon as they could get their asses up that they were going home.

It seemed so senseless to tell each other that we enjoyed having sex. We could tell by looking each other in the eye. Juan and I put our arms around each other’s waist not caring if anyone saw us or not, and we walked home.

Juan told me that he would take his shower in his bathroom, and that he had to get the paper work together to take to the Registrar’s office in the morning before he went to work. I went into my room and took my shower before sitting down at the computer to check for emails.

There was a short email from Rubin. He wrote that he had never had so much sex in his life, and Karl was the best sex partner that he had ever known. He said that both of them preferred to have sex instead of eating dinner. He thought that he had all ready had lost weight. Karl was doing a tremendous job and he did not know how he ever got along without him.

Rubin wrote, “I am so pleased that you and Juan are getting along so well. I have a request to make. PLEASE! DON’T SHOOT YOUR CUM ON MY CEILINGS. EVERYWHERE ELSE IS OKAY.

Juan walked in and I had him sit down and read Rubin’s email. When Juan cracked up laughing I knew what he had just read the part about the ceilings. When he finished reading the email, he cut off the computer and the lights.

He got in bed with me and said, “I need to talk to you about something serious. I have been thinking about it. You have had a lot more sexual experience than I have had. I enjoyed what went on in the sauna, and I would not mind it happening again as long as it did not go any further than it did tonight. I don’t want to suck anyone’s dick but yours and I don’t want anyone but you to suck mine. I don’t want either one of us to have anal sex with anyone else. I think that Ed and Andy have a good idea. I think both of us should be tested for AIDS and after we get the test results back, then we will save a lot of money by not having to buy condoms. What do you think?”

“Damn Juan! That is a fantastic idea. We might save enough money to go on a gay cruise. Seriously, you make me very pleased by saying what you just told me. I am so happy that you feel the same way towards me as I feel about you. In a way we are committing ourselves to each other. Perhaps it is too early to make a full commitment, but this is a step in that direction and I certainly am willing to go along with it. As far as Ed and Andy are concern, if ever circumstances ever arise again, then we will just level with them. I do not think it will be a problem at all with them. They are probably feeling the same way and maybe discussing it right now. I have the impression that you and I are the first guys that they have ever had sex with since they got together. I think that perhaps we should try to get to know them better. I believe that they would be good friends to have….. Is there something else that is brothering that pretty head of yours?”

“Yes there is. I want to thank you for not calling me Girl anymore.”

“How about Honey? Does that bother you?”

“No. Honey and Sugar is ok, but Girl really chaps my ass.”

“Is your ass chapped now?”

“It was until Andy got a hold of it. He sure knows how to use his tongue….Do you think that tomorrow night that you could give me a full massage?”

“Honey, I think that can be arranged. Since you are going to be off Friday, would it be ok if I call my doctor tomorrow and arrange for us to be tested for AIDS?”

“Sure. Would you also ask the doctor if he has a cure for love sickness? I think I coming down with a bad case of it.”

We kissed each other goodnight, and held one another until we fell asleep.

The next two weeks Juan and I were very busy.

Juan enrolled and went through registration, and started to school.

He and I both checked out negative for AIDS. Both Juan and I are now enjoying having sex bareback.

Juan got new clothes for college and work. He modeled his purple jockey strap for Jake and I.

I hired Liz to clean house for us once a week. She complained saying that we were too neat and did not leave her enough work to do.

Juan exchanged emails with his friend Carlos. He learned that Carlos was married, but was continuing a gay sexual relationship that he was having before he got married.

Juan kept in touch with his mother. His mother inherited a considerable amount of money, jewelry, car and property from his grandmother’s estate. She had money transferred to Juan’s bank account and insisted that the money was to pay for his new clothes, a computer for him to use while in college, and to trade her old car in for a newer one for him. She also told Juan that his grandfather had turned all of his personal finances and business over to her and she was receiving a very adequate reimbursement for taking care of his affairs. Juan told his mother about our relationship. She told Juan that he was with “a good man” and if he didn’t treat me right that she was going to kick his butt.

Juan and Ken started to work two days before their school began. There office was next door to my office. When they started, the amount of work seemed impossible, but in a few days they made a lot of progress and had everything under control and were doing an excellent job.
We were getting to know Ken. We learn that Ken was gay and was involved in a serious relationship.

Ed and Andy invited Juan and I to have dinner on Sunday night at their place. We had a long talk at which time Ed and Andy expressed the same ideas and feelings that Juan and I had discussed. The ground rules were established and the four of us had sex together in their bedroom. We were becoming very close friends with Ed and Andy. We liked them and they like us

Both Rubin and Karl are still in Germany, and are reporting that they are getting along fabulously well while at work and in the bedroom. Karl has a new wardrobe that he keeps in Rubin’s hotel room because that he where he spends most of his time when not working. Rubin is hoping that he will be finishing up his work in Germany in a few weeks and then they will go to Italy

Late Friday afternoon, I asked Juan and Ken if they would work over time in hopes of catching up on some of the work that was piling up. I told Ken to call his boyfriend and ask him to join us at eight o’clock and go to dinner with Juan and I. Ken’s boyfriend, Jason, did meet us and we all went out to have dinner. Both Juan and I like Jason and Ken. We enjoyed talking to them and had a great time while having dinner with them. It was late before Juan and I got home. We both were tired. We took a shower together and went to bed.

Juan said, “I’m too beat to do anything tonight, but don’t you dare plan anything for tomorrow night. I have something very special planned for you.”

“What do you have planned?”

“I’m not going to tell you. It is a surprise.”

He kissed me and we cuddled up next to each other, and he fell asleep almost immediately. I knew that tomorrow was my birthday, but I had not told anyone the date of my birthday, so I didn’t think that Juan’s surprise had any thing to do with my birthday. I did not matter, but he had my curiosity aroused. I reached over and took a hold of Juan’s dick and learn that my curiosity was not the only thing that was aroused. Juan’s had a real boner for me to hold onto while I went to sleep.

Chapter 6
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It was Saturday and having had a stressful busy week at the office, I slept until ten o’clock that morning. When I got up and dressed, I could not find Juan but I saw that he had left me a note on the counter saying that he had gone to the grocery store for a few things. I got a sweet roll and a cup of coffee and took it with me into Juan’s room.

Several days ago, he had bought a computer with money that his mother had sent him. He had asked me to set it up for him since he did not know too much about computers. Everything was in boxes that he had not opened. While I ate my roll and drank coffee, I took out the various parts and set up the computer. Once the computer was operating, I began to get concerned because Juan had not returned.

I got a phone call from Andy, who wanted me to go with him to buy some new clothes. I tried to get out of going, but he insisted, and told me that I had such good taste and he wanted my advise as to what he should buy.

His words had just given my ego a boost, and I agreed to go with him. He told me that he would come by and pick me up in fifteen minutes, and we would stop and have lunch before going shopping. I was very reluctant to leave before Juan returned, but I left him a note telling him about going to shop with Andy.

We stopped at a restaurant for lunch. While we were eating I questioned Andy as to what kind of clothes he was looking for. He was rather vague, and told me specifically shirts, ties, coats but otherwise whatever he could find that took his fancy. I asked him where he wanted to shop, to which he replied that he wanted to go to my favorite men’s store. Having finished our meal, I suggested that we make a move and go look for the clothes. However, he kept on talking although I had suggested a couple more time that we leave. It was then that he decided that he wanted a piece of pie before we left. It seemed to take him forever to eat it and it was after two o’clock when we finally we left the restaurant.

Jake was glad to see me when we got to the store and was disappointed that Juan was not with us. I introduced Andy to Jake and told him that it Andy who was interested in buying some clothes that day. Jake walked around Andy looking him up and down before going over to the counter and for his tape measure.

With a straight face, he looked Andy in the eye, and said, “Well now, Andy there are some fringe benefits that come with my job. One of them is that I get to be very intimate with my customers. I am going to have to measure your inseam. To do so I may touch your privates. Should I cause you to become excited then I may have to ask you to unzip your pants so that I can do some measuring of that part of your body.”

Andy started laughing, then unzipped his pants, and told Jake to be his guest as he had not been measured for sometime. Andy reached inside his pants as if he was going to take his dick out.

Jake began to nervously look around to see if any customers were looking and said, “Oh no! No! No! No! Don’t do that. You will get me fired.”

Jake took a few measurements and then asked Andy what clothes he was looking for in particular. Andy explained that first of all he wanted to look at dress trousers. Jake went off for a few minutes and returned with several pairs for Andy to try on. Andy went into the dressing room and it seemed like it took forever for him to put on the new trousers and come out and look at them in the mirror. Jake told Andy that they fit him perfectly except that the legs would need to be altered. Andy could not make up his mind whether he liked them or not. Both Jake and I told him that they looked good on him. He decided to try on another pair. Again they looked good on him but needed alteration to the legs. He tried on three or four more pairs and it was the same thing. I was beginning to get exasperated and thinking that this was the last time I would ever go shopping with him! He went back into the dressing room and put on the first pair that he had tried on. He came back outside and looked in the mirror and asked me which pair looked best on him. I told him the pair that he had on. I looked a Jake and Jake looked at me, shrugging his shoulders indicating that he also was getting irritated. Andy finally decided that he would take them and Jake marked the legs so they could be altered.

Then Andy told Jake he wanted to look at some leisure pants. He went through the same procedure with the leisure pants, shorts, and sports jackets. However, when Andy was trying on the leisure pants, he got Jake to come into the dressing room. They talked a few minutes, and from then on Jake showed no signs of being irritated. One time while Andy was in the dressing room, I asked Jake if he got many customers like Andy. Jake told me that at least once a day, and very often they never bought anything.

Fortunately, there were enough sales clerks in addition to Jake to take care of the few other customers that came into the store.

It was five-thirty by the time we checked out. Andy had bought a pair of dress pants, two of leisure pants, two pairs of shorts, four dress shirts, two sports coats, six ties, three sports shirts and three pull over shirts, which was not at all a bad sale for Jake. Now being addicted to clothes I just had to buy a new winter overcoat for myself as well as a winter jacket for Juan.

Andy drove slowly home, but he did not let me off at my condo but instead drove into the garage of his condo. He closed the garage door and told me to bring my sacks inside as he wanted to try on a pair of shorts and sport shirt again and wanted my opinion as to whether they went together. I was really getting pissed off by now. He went into his bedroom and changed into the shorts and shirt. I was waiting on him in the den. I thought that I heard him talking to someone, but did not think much of it. He came into the den in his new clothes and I agreed that they looked good. He fetched a pair of scissors, had me cut off the tags and then told me that he would walk with me over to my condo so he could show Juan his new outfit. I thought that he was being stupid but there was not much I could say.

When we got to my condo, I walked in and was greeted by “SURPIRSE!!!” Juan, Ed, Ken, Jason, Ralph, and Jake were all there. The whole place was decorated with balloons, streamers, confetti, and Happy Birthday banner. Hanging from the den ceiling was a piñata. There were presents stacked on the coffee table. Everyone there was hugging and kissing me. I looked at Andy and Jake and said, “You assholes!” Then I hugged them both and asked Jake how he got here so fast. He told me that he followed Andy and I home.

Then I grabbed Juan around the neck and kissed and hugged him. Everyone was clapping. I looked in the dinning room where table was again decorated in a Mexican motif and set for eight people. Juan had the Mexican music playing in the background again. He and Ed passed margaritas around as I remembered the last time I drank them and how they had affected me. I vowed to myself that I was going to be careful tonight and limit the number I would drink!

Everyone stood or sat around drinking and talking for a short time. Ed then refilled everyone’s glasses and Juan asked us all to go up to the table for dinner. After we had eaten everyone complimented Juan, telling him how delicious they thought his Mexican food. Together with Ed, he got up, cleared the table and then brought in the birthday cake with the candles duly lit. They sung Happy Birthday to me and I blew out the candles and I thanked everyone saying that I had never had a birthday party before.

Ed was cutting and serving the cake, when Ken asked me, “Since you are a year older and wiser, what bit of wisdom do you have to offer?”

Without thinking, I said, “If any of you ever get yourself a houseboy, who is anything like Juan, be careful, he may get into your pants as well as your heart. That’s spelled h-e-a-r-t …heart, not h-a-r-d, however, that is possible too.”

Juan gave me a dirty look along with giving me the finger. He said, “This is going to be the last time I ever bake you a birthday cake and that Ed will decorate it for you!”

Having finished eating the cake we went into the den. They had me open my birthday presents. The first one was from Ed and Andy who gave me several CD’s of semi-classical music that I did not have. The second present was from Ralph - an appointment calendar to use at the office. The third present, a beautiful photo frame was from Ken and Jason. They told me that the birthday card it held was designed on the computer by Karl. It was a beautiful card with Happy Birthday in about thirty different languages. Karl and Rubin had signed and emailed it to Ken so everyone at the party could add their signatures. All had signed it except Andy and Jake. Ken took the card from the frame and had them add their signatures before it put it back again. The last present on the table was from Jake. He gave me a pair of purple jockey straps with a note saying that it was a mate to Juan’s and that we both should model our jockey straps for the guests at the party. Everyone started to egg us on to go put on our jockey straps and parade in them.

I took the strap and taking a hold of Juan’s hand, we went into his bedroom. He got his strap from his chest of drawers, and we put them on. Juan got a mischievous look on his face and went into the bathroom and got a roll of toilet paper. He began to unroll some and stuffed it into my pouch. Before we went back into the den, it looked as though I had a grapefruit in the pouch of my strap and everyone started laughing.

Jake jumped up and yelled, “This calls for a professional - it is going to need some major alteration!.”

He got on his knees in front of me, and started pulling strips of toilet paper from my pouch, saying, “God! I love my job, but I would rather be your houseboy.”

When Jake had confirmed both by feeling and looking that he had removed all the toilet paper he declared that the jockey strap was a perfect fit.

Juan handed me a bat. He put a blindfold on me and turned me around several times. He told me that he had bought both of us a birthday gift and it was in the piñata, and I would have to break the piñata to retrieve the gift. I made several swings and each time missed. Everyone was yelling out directions in an effort to help me hit the piñata. On the third or fourth swing I made a connection and things were falling all over me and onto the floor. I took off the blindfold and there was candy scattered all around. I assumed that Juan had given me candy for my birthday.

I sat down and Juan reached down on the floor and picked up two small straw miniature sombreros that had fallen out of the broken piñata. One was labeled “His” and the other one was labeled “Girl”. Juan handed me the one labeled “His” and he kept the one labeled “Girl”. Then he showed me how to open it up and there was something on the inside the hat. I opened it up and there was a beautiful gold ring. It had an intricate design on it that was not obvious at first but it was two inter locking Greek male symbols. Juan took the ring from my hand and handed me an identical one. He put my ring on my finger and held his finger out for me to put his ring on his finger. Tears were streaming down my face. I hugged him for the longest time until I could quit crying. Everyone had gathered around and all were hugging and kissing us. Jake was so touched that he was sobbing like a baby. Andy and Ed finally had to take Jake into the bathroom and console him to get him to quit crying.

In an effort to break the somber mood, Juan announced that it was time for another margarita.

I don’t know what time it was when the party started to break up. Before anyone left, they all started to clean up and refused to let me help. I sat down and watched seven queens in action. Within ten minutes, the food was put away, dirty dishes in dishwasher, decorations either in the trash or put away, kitchen cleaned up and all signs of a party other than my gifts on the coffee table were gone.

As each of them was leaving, I hugged and thanked them for their gifts and for coming to the party. Juan was also telling them goodbye and goodnight. Every one left except Andy and Ed. Juan told me that Andy and Ed were staying to put the final touches to my birthday celebrations. Juan went around putting out the lights and lighting the candles on the patio. Andy took off his clothes and removed my jockey strap and ushered me to the Jacuzzi. We got in and I turned the jets on. I observed Ed and Juan bring in the foam mat and massage oil. They took off their clothes and joined Andy and me. Just the sight of the foam mat and Juan’s nude body, and the anticipation of what was going to occur, caused me to get a roaring hard-on. Juan sat down beside me.

Andy saw that I had an erection and said, “It’s too bad that Jake has gone. He would have been happy to measure your manhood.”

Ed moved over in front of Andy and stood up on the seat straddling him, saying, “Andy, as usual - you talk too much!”

Ed stuck his woody into Andy’s mouth, took a hold of his head and began to fuck his face. Juan and I were stroking each other and watching them as they performed less than three feet away from us. It was a real turn on for us both and as we each stroked the other we began to kiss passionately. Juan moved around so that he was straddling me and as he sat down on my cock, with no problem I penetrated him and he began bobbing his ass up and down on me. The jets of water were hitting or bodies thus making it even more pleasurable. This was a position that we had not tried before. I in a sitting down with him straddling me with my cock inside him, my mouth aligned with his chest and nipples so I could suck and tease them with my tongue. His cock was moving up and down against my stomach. Even though we both were enjoying this position, Juan began to feel uncomfortable and got off me. I told him that I wanted to give him a full massage and as we were getting out of the Jacuzzi, we saw how Andy was bent over and Ed was fucking him.

We got down on the mat, but I changed our normal routine. I had Juan lay on his back and was going to start the massage on his chest, shoulders and arms instead of having him on his stomach and doing his back first. Juan was laid so he could watch Ed and Andy go after it in the Jacuzzi. By the time I had worked my way down to Juan’s pride and joy, he had a steady stream of precum dribbling down the shaft of his cock. I had never seen him produce precum like that before. I delayed my massage long enough to suck up the precious fluid. Then I worked on his legs and feet before having him turn over onto his stomach. I had looked over several times to see what Ed and Andy were doing and whenever I looked, one or both of them were watching us. Our activity was causing us to become more sexually excited. As always I enjoyed feeling, seeing and massaging Juan’s fantastic olive toned body. I slowly worked my way down to his feet. He rolled over and took up his usual position with his legs upon his chest and toes touching the floor. Just looking at him that way caused me to ache all over. I could not understand how he possibly could be comfortable, but he had told me on numerous occasions that he was.

I started fucking him and once again looked over in the direction of Ed and Andy. It was Andy who was watching us this time as Ed was still fucking him. I returned my attention to serving Juan’s tight hole. Moments later I felt someone touching my back. I looked around and Andy was beside me putting oil on his hands and then he began massaging my neck, shoulders and back while I was fucking Juan’s ass. Ed then moved and squatted down near Juan’s side and was putting massage oil on his hands and was stroking Juan’s cock with one hand and playing with his nipples or rubbing Juan’s legs with his other hand. Ed’s body was not to be sneezed at. He was slender and trim with no signs of fat. In a way his build was similar to Juan’s, but although he was shorter in height, his cock was of a comparable size. I could watch both Juan and Ed while I was fucking Juan. The sight of Ed jacking Juan’s cock and watching Ed’s cock jump up and down leaking precum was most erotic. Andy was also adding to my excitement. He had finished massaging my back including finger fucking me with one hand while massaging my nipples and chest with the other.

I could not help thinking to myself that I had died and gone to heaven. There just could not be anything better than this. I wanted it to last, but I was nearing the edge. Andy and the others must have realized the stage I had reached. Andy reached under my butt and cupped my balls in his hand and began moving them in sequence to my fucking motions. It was almost like he was jacking my balls to make them cum.

What he was doing to my balls while pinching my nipples with his other hand added to the pleasures that I already was experiencing. I began shooting off deep inside Juan’s ass as he too was shooting off streams of hot liquid cum into the air that landed on his chest, legs, and chin.

I got up from Juan and moved away so he could unfold his legs, I then lay on top of him and kissed him.

I told him, “Damn Juan! I thought for a moment that you were going to get us in trouble with Rubin. The way you were shooting off, I thought for sure it was going to hit the ceiling.”

He jabbed me in the ribs, grinned at me showing his pearly white teeth and said, “You didn’t do so bad yourself. I may be shitting cum for several days…Al, how am I going to explain to my Mom that I am pregnant?”

Ed said, “If you guys don’t mind getting up, Andy wants to get me pregnant?”

Juan and I got up and we had Ed and Andy to lie down on their stomachs. Juan gave Andy a massage and I did the same to Ed. We did their backsides including massaging their assholes and then did their fronts, massaging their erections for a few minutes. We got up and let them go after each other. Ed lay down on his back and did his best to duplicate Juan’s way of putting his legs on his chest with his toes touching the floor above his head.

Ed said, “God Juan. How do you do that? It hurts like hell when I try. You must be double jointed or something.”

Juan answered, “I don’t know Ed. Maybe it just happens to houseboys of my status.”

Ed held onto his legs until Andy mounted him and then he rested his legs on Andy’s shoulders. Juan and I stood close by watching Ed and Andy and stroking each other’s cocks. After Ed and Andy really got into their fucking routine, I knelt down beside Ed and stroked his cock and teased his nipples, as Juan got behind Andy and stimulated him by rubbing his back and playing with his balls and ass while Andy fucked Ed’s asshole. After a period of time, Ed shot off several minutes before Andy finally reached his climax.

When Ed and Andy had recovered, we all went into my bathroom. Juan and I got into the shower and we each had a bar of soap. Ed followed us and we soaped him down from head to toe. He rinsed off and got out, so we could do the same for Andy. Ed and Andy dried off and got dressed. They told us that they would let themselves out and would call us tomorrow to see if we would be interested in joining them in the sauna for another session.

Before they left, I told Andy that now he had met Jake, he would in the future advise him regarding clothes that would look good on him and that he would no longer need me to go shopping with him. Andy asked who was going to protect him if Jake decided to measure his dick. Laughing, I told him that he was a big boy now and could take care of himself. As they were leaving, Ed wanted to know what it was that we were talking about but Juan did not even have to ask me since he had been around Jake long enough to be able to guess!

Juan and I finished washing off the massage oil from each other and dried off. He told me to go ahead and get in bed, and he would go blow out the candles on the patio, turn off the music, and be right back.

He turned out the bedroom light and jumped into bed with me. I kissed him and thanked him for the party, sex, and ring.

As we hugged, I asked, “You know Juan, it’s been weeks since you have slept in your bed? Perhaps we should look into getting another houseboy.”

Juan replied, “I’m just trying to cut down on some of the work around here. Making up two beds a day and having to launder linens from them both is a lot of work. By only having one bed to worry about makes a lot of sense to me. That’s the only reason I ever get in bed with you!”

“Juan, as it’s dark in here and just in case you can’t see - for a change, I’m the one giving you the finger!”

Over the next six weeks, Juan and I had our good times but sometimes we had the odd problem that we worked out together.

It was rough for Juan to be going to college full time while having to work part time. It took both of us a while to get into a routine where Juan had time to devote to his studies as well as for us to have some time together. The result was that we were not having sex as often as before but when we did it seemed to have a better quality and we enjoyed it all the more. Neither of us ever felt that we lacked sexual satisfaction.

Starting off in a new job was not easy for Juan. From the very beginning the number of requests for the translation of both documents and emails were humongous. Both Juan and Ken were very fast and accurate but the workload was more than could be expected for part-time employees to handle. Juan and Ken were very loyal to me and would do anything I asked of them but I had to be very careful to avoid asking too much from them. Several times, I came to their defense and even told one of the vice presidents, who was pushing them, to stick it in his ear. I could have been fired for reacting the way I did. Thereafter, people from the President down never demanded anything from Juan, Ken, or me. They began to realize that we were under a great deal of stress and our workload overwhelming. Not once did Juan or Ken ever complain even if at times they were obliged to work overtime.

From the beginning of the new responsibilities, I communicated regularly with Rubin and we worked well together. I kept him abreast of the problems that we were having in the office and he did his best to help eliminate as much of the pressure as possible from the European end of the business. To this end, Rubin had Karl start on some of the translation and transcribing in Europe.

I got an unexpected email from Rubin telling me that the President had requested that he returned home next week. He said that Karl was coming home with him and would be working fulltime in the office along with Juan and Ken. By having Karl working here, it would relieve Juan and Ken of some of their workload.

I wrote an email back to Rubin and told him that since he was returning to take over my responsibilities, I did not know what my future role would be with the corporation. I also told him that I would begin looking for a new place for Juan and I to move into.

I received an email back from Rubin, and he was surprised that the President had not talked to me before now. He told me that my boss had resigned as Director of Personnel and that the President was going to offer me the job. He also told me to take my time in finding another place to live and that the four of us could share the condo until Juan and I found a suitable place.

Shortly after I had received the email from Rubin, I was called into the President’s office and offered the Director of Personnel position with a huge increase in salary. I was to begin my new duties a few days once Rubin had returned. I would have time to help him become acquainted with what Juan and Ken had been doing.

Later,. when I saw Juan he could tell that I was pleased about something but I could say nothing until the President made his official announcement. I did tell Juan and Ken about Rubin coming back to the States and that he was bringing Karl to work with them in the office. Juan could not believe that he was going to get to meet Karl and work with him. He was very excited about that, but then it dawned on him that we were going to have to vacate the condo. I warned Ken and Juan that when Rubin returned that out of respect for his position that he was to be called Mr. Brooks.

After Juan and I got off work, we met Ed and Andy at a restaurant for dinner, after which, I told them about Rubin’s impending return and that Juan and I were going to have to find another place to live. Ed asked if we were looking for an apartment, a condo, or a house. I told Ed that I had enough savings to put down on a house or a condo, but that I thought that I would prefer to live in a house. Ed and Andy smiled at each other, and Andy told me that he and Ed could make me a real deal on a piece of property that they owned and had not been able to sell. They owned a house that they lived in before buying the condo where they are living now. They moved out of the house into the condo thinking that the house would sell, but to date no one had shown any interest in buying it. If Juan and I were interested in making a purchase then they would drop the price by ten thousand or more dollars. In fact if Juan and I were interested they would be open to any offer we would make. Jokingly, I handed them a dollar bill. Jokingly, Andy said, “SOLD”.

We left the restaurant and followed Ed and Andy. We went and viewed the house and both Juan and I fell in love with it. I could not understand why Ed and Andy ever moved from it to a condo, neither could I understand why someone had not bought it already. The house itself was ideal, it was reasonably priced, the location and neighborhood was great. It was near the college and not far from our office. Actually, it was not too far from the condos. I told Ed and Andy that Juan and I would think about it over night and talk to them in the morning.

I made Ed and Andy an offer to buy their house and was not surprised when they refused it. I thought perhaps that they felt that the offer was too low but they told me the offer was too high and that they would sell me the house on several conditions.

One: That the price would be five thousand dollars less than what I had offered.

Two: They would make repairs that the house needed including painting inside and outside, refinishing the hardwood floors, and replacing the carpets through out the house.

Three: They would give me the furniture that was originally in the house that they had in storage providing I take everything in the storeroom and dispose of the things that I did not want or could not use. They told me that the closing and sale would probably take two to three weeks for the legal papers to be completed. In the mean time they would have all the repairs done so I could move in immediately once the sale was completed.

Juan was making straight A’s in his classes. He was having trouble with a math course that he was taking. Andy had a minor in math in college, and was helping him. Juan’s mother was very happy being back in Monterrey. She had re-established long time friendships from years past. Juan traded in his Mom’s old car in on a newer used car of which he was very proud.

Before Rubin returned home, I moved my things into Juan’s bedroom so Rubin and Karl would have the master bedroom. I put some of my things that I would not need in my storage room. Liz had not only cleaned the condo, but she had prepared dinner for the four of us on the Friday when Rubin and Karl were due to arrive. Juan and I drove the Cadillac and met them at the airport.

After we had been introduced to Karl, it was difficult to tell if it was Juan or Karl who was the most excited about meeting the other. Sometimes they were speaking in German and sometimes in English. All the way home they were chattering away and neither Rubin nor I could hardly get a word in edgewise.

It was easy to understand why Rubin liked Karl. He was very good-looking and had a great personality.

Juan and I helped Rubin and Karl unload the car and get their things into the master bedroom. Rubin was very pleased to be back home and was very complimentary about the way we had taken care of his condo and car.

We had dinner, and it was Rubin’s idea for all of us to use the Jacuzzi. He thought that it would help Karl and he to relax after their long flight home.

Juan and I were already in the Jacuzzi when Rubin and Karl joined us. I had never seen Rubin completely nude before and to say the least, he was well hung, but so was Karl. They both had beautiful bodies and made a nice looking couple. Karl was a couple inches shorter that Rubin but more muscular, with just enough hair on his chest, legs, and arms to make him look very masculine and sexy. Right away Juan and Karl started talking. Rubin and I just looked at each other and smiled. Rubin leaned his head back on the wall of the Jacuzzi and closed his eyes. I could tell that he was very tired. If Karl was tired, he certainly was not showing any signs.

I reached over and started playing with Juan’s soft dick. He turned and smiled at me and then moved so he was sitting between my legs and I could reach around him and fondle his dick. He was getting a hard-on, but that did not slow him down in talking to Karl. Karl must have seen what I was doing to Juan. He began to stroke his dick and play with Rubin’s at the same time. I looked at Rubin and he was smiling, but never opened his eyes. From where I was sitting I could see that both Rubin and Karl were getting fully aroused, but not any more so than Juan and I.

Karl and Juan were jabbering away in German. Rubin set up straight and looked at me and said, “Al, how can we shut these two up.”

I replied, “It has been my experience that by putting my cock into Juan’s mouth that that slows him down.”

“That sounds like a great solution to me. Karl, get over here!”

Rubin stood up so his cock was above the water. Karl did not waste anytime in giving head to Rubin. I also stood up and Juan began to give me head. Rubin looked over at me and winked at me. The sounds Juan and Karl’s conversations had turned into sounds of sexual pleasures. After Juan had sucked and deep throated me for several minutes, he stood up and told me that he would be right back. I thought that he needed to go to the bathroom, but when he returned he had the bottle of massage oil and two foam mats. He put them down on the floor and motioned for me to get out of the Jacuzzi for a massage.

I got out and lay on my stomach and Juan began giving me a massage. Rubin could see what we were doing and he was watching with interest. It was not long before Rubin and Karl got out of the Jacuzzi and Rubin was lying down on the mat next to us and Karl was massaging Rubin. Karl was watching Juan and taking cues from him as to what to do to Rubin. Juan knew that Karl was watching him and was going to give me the full treatment including massaging my asshole with his finger. After Juan and Karl had finished massaging Rubin and my front and backside, Juan fucked me and Karl fucked Rubin in a number of different positions until they shot off.

We switched places and I gave Juan a full massage and Rubin did the same to Karl. We then fucked Juan and Karl in different positions until we climaxed.

Soon after we had sex, Rubin and Karl left to take their showers and went to bed. Juan and I put away the mats, shut off the Jacuzzi, and cleaned up the kitchen before we took our shower and went to bed. As we passed by the master bedroom we saw Rubin and Karl lying in the bed nude. Karl had his arm around Rubin and they were sound asleep. Juan and I got into bed in a sixty-nine position and gave each other a blowjob before we went to sleep.

It was mid-morning before anyone got up. We had brunch and set around and visited for a couple of hours. Rubin and I went to the grocery store to stock up on food giving Juan and Karl
a chance to get to know each other.

Andy and Ed invited us to come to their condo and have dinner with them. After dinner we talked a while mostly about Rubin and his experience while abroad. Then all of us went to the sauna and had sex.

During the next two weeks, I had taken over as Director of Personnel and had hired two Assistant Directors. There were several changes made in the office and I now report to Rubin instead of one of the other vice presidents that I did not care for. Karl was a tremendous help in relieving some of the heavy workload that Ken and Juan were under. Ken, Karl and Juan worked together very well and liked each other.

Occasionally, Juan and I would have sex in the presents of Rubin and Karl and/or Andy and Ed, but the majority of the time we would have sex alone.

The closing of the sale of the house took place on a Friday morning. The repairs had been completed and Juan and I planned on moving in on Saturday morning. Saturday morning Ken, Jason, Andy, Ed, Rubin and Karl were there to help us move. I had rented a U-haul truck. Andy, Rubin, Karl and myself took the truck and went to my storeroom and to Ed and Andy’s storeroom and loaded everything up and moved it to the house. Ken, Jason, Ed, and Juan loaded our clothes and things in the condo into cars and moved them. Within two hours every thing was moved. By noon, the furniture was in place, clothes in the closet, kitchen in order, and it looked like we had lived there a long time. Juan and I took everyone out for lunch.

After we had finish eating, Juan handed a sack to Karl and said, “You are now the new houseboy. Here is your uniform that is fitting for a houseboy of your status.”

Juan had put his blue nylon T-back in the sack. Everyone laughed except Karl and he did not understand the joke. As they left the restaurant to go to their homes, Rubin was trying to explain to Karl about the joke.

Upon returning to our new home, Juan put on his purple jockey strap and started studying in one of the bedrooms that we had turned into a study and office. Both of our computers were set up side by side. I went to the grocery store to get groceries and supplies. When I got home, I put on my jockey strap. I put up the groceries and fixed dinner for the two of us. We had our dinner outside on the patio by our swimming pool with nothing on but our jockey straps. After dinner, Juan studied for and hour or so, before we tried out the Jacuzzi and then properly initiated our new bed by having sex until we went to sleep.

For Juan and I, the world is great. We have very good friends. We have good jobs and are being paid very well. We could not ask for a better boss than Rubin. Liz is cleaning our house on Fridays and cleaning Rubin and Karl’s condo on Mondays. Juan is enjoying going to college, and making excellent grades. Juan’s mother is happy and is planning to come from Mexico and spend a few days with us during the Christmas holidays. And most important of all, is that we have Jake to help us buy our new clothes.

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THIS CONCLUDES “JUAN - MY HOUSEBOY”. I HOPE YOU HAVE ENJOYED READING THIS STORY.

Kevin
Unoponcho​

 

[Dash]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy

Continue Continue Continue Sooooooooooooon!

 

[clearfallen]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy

this MUST BE CONTINUED....if it is not then we are going to ban you for life that was incredible, I must have more of Juan...I Juan more

 

[tylerhart]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy

really great story you're a great writer unoponcho

 

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Re: Juan---My Houseboy

More Please.....Great story indeed....

 

[unoponcho]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy

Gentlemen,

Thanks for your encouragement to continue the story, Juan—My Houseboy. I have also received a number of pms and emails requesting the story to be continued.

I am most pleased that you enjoyed reading the story.

Presently, I am working on a number of other stories, but I will set them aside and start writing a sequel to Juan—My Houseboy. Please be patient. It may take me several days. I will post the sequel as soon as I have finished writing it.

Kevin
unoponcho

 

[unoponcho]

Gus the Homophobic

Gus the Homophobic

By Kevin---Unoponcho

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PLEASE NOTE: THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION. I DO NOT CONDONE NOR IN ANYWAY APPROVE OF THE EVENTS DESCRIBED. HOWEVER, THERE ARE TIMES WHEN ONE CAN BE FORGIVEN FOR FANTASIZING ABOUT WHAT SHOULD BE DONE TO A BIGOTED HOMOPHOBIC.

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Some time ago, I was invited to have dinner at the home of a couple of friends. There were four of us at the dinner party altogether and after the meal we sat around the table and talked. In a while we began to tell stories about some of the bizarre things that had happened to us. One of the guests was Mat and he told of an incident that had happened to him. I am going to try to relate his story. However, in doing so, I have taken some liberties and have embellished the facts he related to us.

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Mat had lost his job and finding work was proving difficult. To make matters worse, he had used all of his savings and was now in desperate need of money just to eat and survive. At last, when he answered an ad in the newspaper he got a temporary job as a laborer. Now he had always worked in offices or as a salesman and had never done any manual labor. Consequently, he was not very strong but was rather thin and frail in appearance.

The job was at a combined warehouse and office. The former occupants of the building had moved on and Mat, together with five other men, was hired to clean out the facility and restore it to its original condition prior to the arrival of the new occupants.

Mat was told to report in to a man named Gus, who was going to be the supervisor of the six-man crew hired to do the work. When Mat introduced himself to Gus, the supervisor looked him up and down with distain. ‘What the hell? I asked for men and they send me a bunch of puny sissies to do a man’s job!’ He exclaimed.

Gus turned around and told the other five men who were standing near by, ‘Okay you fruitcakes follow me. I’m going to take you on a short tour of the building and then I will assign each of you to a job for the day. We have a week to finish this work, so let’s get moving!’

Gus was a large man in his middle forties. He had a beer gut and was a number of pounds overweight. With hairy arms and chest, a straggly beard and the general appearance of someone you did not want to meet in a dark alley. When you got down to it, Gus was ugly, needed a bath and was very uncouth.

As they were walking through the warehouse, Gus pointed out the different things that had to be done. There was a bunch of cubicles that were going to have to be demolished. There was electrical wiring, telephone lines, light fixtures and conduit that would have to be removed. The list of things went on and on. Outside the warehouse was a large trash bin beside the loading dock. This was where all the debris was to be thrown.

As they were making the tour, Mat introduced himself to Buster who was walking beside him. Instantly, Mat and Buster realized that the other was gay.

After Gus had shown the crew around, he pointed to Mat and Buster and said, ‘you two faggots! There is a toolbox over there. Go get a hammer, wrecking bar and whatever tools you need and start tearing down those fucking cubicles!’

Then he assigned the other four men to their projects. Mat noticed that Gus was also calling two of the other men faggots or queers.

Mat and Buster got the tools that they needed and started to work. They soon realized that some of the electrical wiring needed to be removed before they could dismantle the cubicles. They saw that two other crewmen were removing the electrical wiring at the opposite end of the long row of cubicles, so Mat and his partner moved to the far end to work and met Jay and Ben, who were using tall ladders to remove the wiring and electric light fixtures. All four began working as a team.

Every so often, Gus would come by and make some derogatory remark such as, ‘Move your fairy asses. The next time I come around I want to see some progress here!’

By the lunch break, Mat was exhausted. He went out on the loading dock and set down. He did not have any money and had not brought anything to eat. Buster, Jay and Ben joined him on the loading dock. They had brought their lunches, which they kindly shared with Mat. They soon got talking and before they had finished their lunch break, Buster had learned enough about Mat’s current financial situation to make him decide to invite Mat to come and stay in his apartment for the remainder of the week.

During the afternoon, Mat and the others met Harry and Charles who were operating a forklift and were clearing out the rubbish and trash. Gus caught Harry and Charles talking to the others and asked them, ‘what are you two talking to the queers about? All they want is to suck your dicks!’ Before everyone got off work, Gus had made it very clear to one and all that he hated homosexuals.

Buster drove Mat to his apartment and helped him collect what few items he had and together they took them over to Buster’s home. Mat got Buster to drive him to the pawnshop where he pawned the few pieces of jewelry he still had. With the proceeds of the sale, he offered to take Buster to dinner, but a grateful Buster refused saying that Mat should hold on to his limited acquired funds.

As soon as they returned to Buster’s apartment, Mat took a shower, dried off and fell on the bed completely exhausted by the day’s hard work. Buster took his shower and lay down beside Mat.

Mat looked over at Buster and said, ‘Thanks man. I owe you a big one for taking me in like this. I am so tired and every muscle and bone in my body is aching’.

‘I know how you feel. I’ve been doing manual labor for a couple weeks now but I sure remember how it felt my first day!’ Buster replied.

‘Buster, I sure would love to give you a blowjob, but I don’t think I can move right now.’

‘Don’t worry about it. You just need a good night's sleep Mat. Tell me, is Gus getting to you the same way as he is getting on my nerves?’

‘Yeah! I have to bite my tongue to keep from telling the bastard off. I just can’t afford to loose this job.’

‘Me neither, but one of these days he will get what is coming to him,’ Buster said.

Buster shifted closer to Mat, told him goodnight and then reached over to take a hold of Mat’s soft dick and began to fondle it. Mat took a hold of Buster’s dick and began gently playing with it. They obtained erections and were still holding each other’s hard-on until exhaustion finally took over and they fell asleep.

Some time during the night, Buster woke up and went to the bathroom to take a leak. As he returned to bed, Mat awoke and he to went to take a leak. Upon his return, he found Buster was lying on his back slowly stroking on his meat. Mat got on the bed and went down on him. For sometime, Buster was groaning and repeating contented ‘Ahhhs, Ohhhhs and Yeahs.’ over and over.

Mat raised his head up releasing Buster’s cock from his mouth and said, ‘God Buster! The only way I know to shut you up is by putting my cock in your mouth.’

So saying, Mat moved his position so that they could suck each other off. From then on both were making ‘Mmmmmm,’ noises until both had shot off. Neither one of them moved and continued to suck on the other’s soft dick until they fell back asleep.

The next morning they woke up late. They ate a quick breakfast, Buster fixed their lunches, and they barely made it to work on time.

Harry and Charles joined the other four on the loading dock for their lunch break. The conversation was quite open and frank. Buster told the group about having sex with Mat. Jay and Ben said that they had also given each other a blowjob after work yesterday. Harry talked about having sex with his wife and Charles was bragging about fucking his girlfriend all night, saying how tired and sleepy he was. Neither Charles nor Harry was the least bit concerned and felt at ease in being friendly and talking with four gays. Harry made a remark about Gus and the way he was being such an asshole. Both Harry and Charles felt as disgusted with Gus as did the gay men.

All day long, Gus kept making derisive remarks to and about Mat, Buster, Jay and Ben. At one time, he even accused Ben of looking at his crotch and wanting to suck his big dick. No matter how hard they worked or how much they accomplished, it never was good enough. Gus, himself, never turned a hand to help in any manner. It was as if he thought he was too good to do any manual labor.

Come Tuesday afternoon, as soon as Mat and Buster got off work, they headed to Buster’s apartment as fast as they could. They quickly fixed and ate supper. They shaved and showered. Both had only one thing in mind and that was to have sex together.

They took turns and sucking each other off. While they were giving each other a rub down, they talked about their past and what they wanted to do in the future. Both were hoping to get a job working in an office. With the state of the job market in the city where they were living, the prospects were not very hopeful. They talked about the possibility of moving to another city to see if the job opportunities were any better.

After talking and rubbing each other down for a little more than an hour, their thoughts returned to sex again. Before their normal bedtime, they had had both oral and anal sex and they were sexually satisfied and relaxed when they fell asleep.

Wednesday at work things were very much the same as the two previous days. Gus was still as obnoxious as ever and it seemed that he was getting his kicks out of making it rough as possible for the four gay men. They made a lot of progress during the day and had prepared everything in readiness to start painting when they got to work the next morning.

Like the afternoon before, Mat and Buster rushed home. However, when Buster checked his mail, he found that he had received a large envelope from a friend. Enclosed was a clipping of ads for jobs that were available in his friend’s hometown. The town so happened to be the very one where Mat’s older brother lived. They both looked at the ads and each found half dozen or more jobs for which they were qualified and so were of interest. They talked briefly about going to the city and applying for the jobs.

Again before their normal bedtime, they had had sex. Both had ejaculated twice and agreed that each time they had sex together that it was better than the time before.

On Thursday morning most of the really hard work had been done. They spent time patching walls and making minor repairs. Harry and Charles were assigned the task of spray-painting the walls and ceilings. Jay and Ben were to assist Harry and Charles by moving tarps to protect the floors and painting the trim. Mat and Buster were to continue to patch and do repairs in addition to clean up and take out the trash.

Mat and the others were very pleased in the amount of progress that they had made over the past few days. If all went well, they would be able to mop, wax, and buff the floors on Friday and their job would be completed on time.

Before lunch, Gus had said something to Harry and Charles that had infuriated both of them but they felt they could never tell Mat and the others what the supervisor had said. While they were eating lunch, Harry commented, ‘that bastard needs to be taught a lesson. I think that we are the ones who should have that honor. Who is with me?’

Charles spoke up and said, ‘I’m with you. What do you have in mind?’

Harry replied, ‘I don’t know. I have not thought of a plan yet. Why don’t we all get together after we get off work? We could have supper together and finalize a plan. For one thing, I don’t think that Gus has taken a bath in a month or so. There are showers in the men’s locker room. You guys think about it. Anyone that is interested can meet me at Bernie’s Hamburgers after we get off work.’

Everyone agreed to meet Harry.

The subject changed and they started talking about their prospects for jobs after they finished this one. Harry said that he had a full time job starting Monday. Charles, Jay and Ben were leaving town after they got paid tomorrow and had jobs in different cities. Buster looked at Mat with a determined smile and without hesitation told the group that he and Mat were leaving after work and going to another city to look for jobs.

After they got off work, the six guys met for dinner and after talking for an hour, they had formulated a plan. Kidding, Harry and Charles referred to the plan as Queer Eyes For Straight Men, but they thought that their plan would be even better than the TV show.

Buster and Mat went to the apartment and started to pack ready for their move on Friday afternoon. Mat called his brother to ask if he could stay with him until he found a job. Buster went to see the apartment manger and told him that he was moving out. By the time they went to bed, they had most everything packed in Buster’s car. They took their showers and were so tired that they did not even consider having sex.

That Friday morning, the crew did not even wait for Gus to give them their instructions as to what to do. They formed two teams. Jay, Buster, and Mat were on one team. They grabbed the brooms and started sweeping out the area for the final time. Harry, Charles and Ben were behind them mopping the floors. When Mat and his team finished sweeping, they began applying the wax. After Harry and team had finished mopping, they started buffing the floors.

They took their lunch break on the loading dock. Charles had checked to be sure that Gus was not around. As per usual, Gus was in his car and taking a nap. During their break they went over the plan and checked to see if everything was ready. Jay gave his can of mace to Harry. Harry said that he had the rope in the back of his pickup. Charles reported that he had the date drug, and Ben said that he had his toilet kit with every thing they would need. Jay reported that he had put a supply of cleaning towels in one of the lockers along with condoms and lubricant. Everything seemed to be in order and the plan was on go as soon as everyone had received his paycheck for the week’s work.

They returned to work, while Harry, Charles and Ben buffed the floors, Mat, Buster, and Jay cleaned the restrooms, locker room, showers and went outside and swept off the loading dock and picked up the trash around the trash bin and building.

About mid afternoon, Charles and Harry began to put the plan in motion. They told Gus that they were going to teach the gays a lesson after they got off work and wanted to know if he would be interested in helping them. Gus wanted to know what they were going to do. Harry told him that he would just have to stick around and see, but they were going to get Mat, Buster, Jay and Ben drunk before they did anything. Gus told them to count him in, as he did not like faggots.

Several times during the day, Gus had cracked off to Mat, Buster, Jay, and Ben. After Harry and Charles had talked to Gus, he came up to Buster.

He said, ‘I know you faggots would like to have my big fuck tool up your male pussies. If you play your cards just right I may just give you what you are wanting.’

Buster replied, ‘I don’t know. You may be so big that it would tear my little male pussy up. Just how big is your fuck tool?’

‘It’s bigger than anything you have ever had up your ass!’

Buster replied with a straight face, ‘Oh my goodness! Sixteen inches is the biggest one I have ever had. I had no problems with that one.’

As Gus was walking off, he said, ’Oh Shit!’

Later after Gus had checked out the building and was convinced that everything had been done or would be completed in a short time, he left to go to his office and pick up his check and the checks for the crew. By the time Gus had returned, they had finished buffing the floor and then all the equipment, tools and supplies to be loaded into Gus’s truck were placed by the door. Harry had put the rope in the locker room and everything was ready for the big event.

While the crew was loading everything in Gus’s pickup, Charles had gone for the beer. When he returned, he brought in an ice chest that only had seven beers in it, but Gus assumed that the chest was full and would be more than enough to get Mat, Buster, Jay and Ben drunk. Charles suggested that they all go to the locker room to drink the beer. Gus gave everyone their paychecks as they were walking to the locker room.

Charles passed around a beer to everyone, and he had put the date drug into Gus’s beer. When the drug started taking effect on Gus, they took off their clothes. Several of them started getting Gus undressed. Once they had removed Gus’s clothes, they emptied his pockets, putting his belongings in his boots, and tossed his clothes on the floor of the shower. Their plan was to step on the clothes to wash them while they bathed him under the shower. Gus was so far out of it that he did not protest while they got him in the shower and bathed him. After they felt that he was clean enough, they began to cut off as much of his beard as they could with the scissors before shaving him. While Ben shaved him, Jay gave him a haircut and trimmed the hairs on his chest, pubes and shoulders.

While Gus was getting his makeover in the shower, Buster was standing on Harry’s shoulders and tying the rope to the steel beam in the ceiling. After he got one rope tied, they moved to another beam that was eight or ten feet from the first rope and he tied the second rope.

When they got Gus out of the shower, He did not look like the same person. They laid him down on a bench, and were going to let the drug wear off some before proceeding with their plan. They soaped down his clothes again and rinsed and wrung them out before hanging them on several of the locker doors to dry. Then they all got into the shower to take their baths. On coming out they used the clean towels to dry off. They then set down and while they kept an eye on Gus they finished drinking their beers, talking and having a good time.

It was sometime before Gus began to stir. They got him off the bench and on his feet. They took him over to where the ropes were hanging and tied his hands and arms above his head. He began to resist and was trying to fight them off but he was no match for the six of them. It did not take them long to have him securely tied. Everyone was standing around watching their captive was amused when they saw Gus’s growing erection. With all the fuss that Gus had been making, he really did not have a thing to brag about. His erection was big around but could not have been more than five and half inches.

Gus was now alert enough that he knew what was going on. He began cursing and trying to get loose. Harry held up the container of mace and told him that he would use it if necessary, and that if he did not shut up that they would put a gag in his mouth.

The next part of the plan was set into action. Jay, Buster, Ben and Mat began to kiss and make out with each other. They were going to have sex together all for Gus’s benefit. At least it started out to be for Gus’s benefit.

When they started kissing each other, Gus yelled out, ‘you fucking queers. That’s disgusting. Untie me and let me out of here. I don’t want to watch you fucking faggots’

Charles got a cleaning towel and ripped it up. He took a strip of it and used it to gag Gus so that he could not talk.

They got so involved in their sexual activity that they forgot all about Gus, Charles and Harry watching them. They were soon performing oral sex on each other. Periodically they changed partners. The sounds of pleasure that they were making drowned out or added to the sounds that Gus were making. After each one had spent sufficient time sucking each other’s cocks, they then began to fuck each other’s assholes. Again switching partners and often kissing each other. They may have been putting on a show for Gus, but Harry and Charles were getting in the swing of things and where sexually aroused and were beating their meats.

One time when they were switching partners or positions, Ben looked at Gus’s cock. It was as hard as a rock and was dripping pre-cum. Ben walked over and took his finger and wiped the pre-cum off of the tip of Gus’s cock. He put it up to his mouth as if he was going to taste it. Instead he reached up and wiped it off on Gus’s nose. Gus squirmed as Ben walked behind him and teasingly rubbed his fingers up and down the crack of his ass.

He then returned in front of Gus and teased both of his nipples. If Gus could have gotten loose, there is no doubt that he would have tried to kill Ben. He was so angry that the blood vessels on his forehead and neck looked like they were going to burst. ‘You are a lucky man really, Harry wanted to tie a brick to your balls to add to your discomfort but the rest of us are not that vindictive!’ Ben told him with a grin as he moved away.

While Ben had been aggravating Gus, Buster was fucking Jay and Jay was sucking on Mat’s dick. Ben rejoined the activity by getting behind Mat and fucking him while Jay continued to give him head.

Charles and Harry were standing near Gus, and were stroking on their cocks. They began to talk to Gus.


Harry said, ‘Gus! Just look at those guys. They may be having sex differently than we straights, but they are not hurting anyone. They just prefer having sex with another man instead of a woman. What is wrong with that? Think about it, Gus. You might think that it is disgusting. Personally, I don’t see anything wrong with it.’

Charles spoke up. ‘Damn! I think it is both beautiful and exciting to watch them. They sure have made me get a hard on. Shit! Gus, just think about it this away. If all the gays were straight, we would have fewer women to fuck. I wished that there were a lot more gays!’

Then Harry said, ‘Gus, the whole purpose of this exhibition is to show you how gay men enjoy having sex, but go about it in a different manner than straights. They can have loving relationships the same as straights. Many times gay couples stay together a whole lot longer than many straight couples.’


‘What Harry has just said is true. We are doing this in hopes that you might change your mind in the way you feel about homosexuals.’

With the gag in Gus’s mouth, the only response that Harry and Charles got was several groans, which neither one of them knew how to interpret.

Mat was the first to shoot off. He got Ben to pull out of his hole. He got Jay to stand up and began giving Jay head while Buster continued to fuck him. Ben got behind Buster and began fucking him causing Buster to be sandwiched in between him and Jay. All of them were enjoying this position and after sometime they all climax within moments of each other.

After they had climaxed, they kissed, hugged and slapped each other on their rears.

Charles said, ‘I’ve never seen anything like that before. Both Harry and I lost two loads and the old fart here shot off once without being touched.’

There was cum on the floor as evidence of the three of them shooting off and Gus was still sporting a raging hard-on. Everyone left Gus tied up and returned to the shower. After they got out of the shower, they dried off and got dressed. They wiped up the cum that was one the floor, flushed the used condoms down the toilet, picked up and cleaned up any evidence of sexual activity or them being there, and started to leave pretending that they were going to leave Gus tied up.

Gus started to moan loudly in protest. They all returned and stood around Gus who still had a hard-on. Harry asked him if he was ever going to make anymore derogatory remarks about gays again. Gus shook his head to affirm the negative. Harry removed his gag and told him to apologize to Mat, Buster, Jay and Ben.

Gus softly said, ‘I’m sorry for what I have said about you.’

Harry turned around and said, ‘Come guys! He has not convinced me that he is sorry. Someone will probably find him sometime the first of next week. Let’s get out of here.’

Gus yelled out, ‘Mat, Buster, Jay, Ben I’m sorry! I am really sorry! Please! Don’t leave me here like this. I promise you that I will never say another unkind thing about gays.’

No one said anything, and they just looked at each other.

‘I beg you to forgive me.’

Gus actually had tears in his eyes.

Buster climbed up on Charles shoulders and untied the ropes from the beams. Harry untied the ropes from his wrist. Gus fell to his knees. Each one of them patted Gus on the shoulders as they left the locker room.

They all had their arms around each other’s shoulders, as they headed towards the front door of the building.

Ben said, ‘You know guys, I really feel sorry for him.’

Everyone agreed.

Buster said, ‘I’m not thoroughly convinced that we have accomplished anything. What we just did might have caused him to hate homosexuals even more. However, I doubt that he will ever admit to anyone how he was strung up and he will think twice about being mean to a gay man ever again’.

Charles said, ‘You may be right Buster, but at least we have tried.’

Jay said, ‘Shit! I wish I could see the expression on his face when he looks in the mirror and sees that he no longer has a dirty beard or long hair. Cleaned up he seems half decent!’

Everyone was laughing at Jay’s remark, as they were going out of the door. They all slapped each other’s hands and said goodbye. They all got into their cars and headed off in different directions.

 

[unoponcho]

Re: Gus the Homophobic

Gentlemen,

I want to express my thanks and appreciation to Autolycus for editing and improving my story before I posted it.

He spent a lot of his valuable time revising the story to make it suitable to be posted.

I don’t believe that many of the viewers of this forum are aware or realize the contributions that Autolycus makes to this forum. He is without a doubt, the reason this forum is the success that it is today. We all owe him a debt of our gratitude.

Thank you again Autolycus.

Kevin
unoponcho

 

[luvitbig]

Re: Roommate Introduced To Gay Sex

WOW one of the best comeing out ferst time storys I'v read. Time to jerk off

 

[EveretteB1975]

Re: Roommate Introduced To Gay Sex

a very good story i give it a 10 now its time to

 

[deltaT]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy -- Chapter 2

Hi Kevin

Thanks for another great chapter.
Looking forward to chapter 3.

Best Regards,
Delta

 

[clearfallen]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy -- Chapter 2

oh man you have to write a third chapter...

there is just no way you can leave things like that go...

I need to know what happens, my imagination just isn't going to do it for me..

KEEP UP THE GREAT JOB, I HOPE IT DOESN'T TAKE TO LONG FOR YOU TO COMPLETE THE NEXT CHAPTER....

 

[willybob]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy

definately oh yeah

 

[willybob]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy -- Chapter 2

holy hot!!ness

 

[willybob]

Re: Was It Destiny?

awesome story Kevin keep em coming.....er i mean keep me cumming

 

[clearfallen]

Re: Mislead By A Bulldozer Operator

good story...

 

[tylerhart]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy -- Chapter 2

really great story

 

[Dash]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy -- Chapter 2

Kevin- Again outstanding cant wait for chapter 3. Whilst I find all your stories
great I found this one of your best, keep it up helping me keep it up.

 

[emoney]

Re: Juan---My Houseboy -- Chapter 2

Hot story... I can't wait until chap 3!!!

 

[clearfallen]

Re: Juan—My Houseboy – Chapter 3



This just keeps getting better, I can't wait till the next chapter is ready...

keep up the good work...