My Best Friend - The Complete Story

[unoponcho]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 39 - Monday

Tom,

Thanks for another amazing chapter. I am looking forward to the next chapter.

Kevin
unoponcho

 

[tommy296]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 39 - Monday

Tom, Wow! This was an excellent chapter and thank you again. I really look forward to the continuing story of these guys and loved the focus returning to the core family in this chapter. Again, many thanks for sharing your talent.

 

[unclaimedblessing]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 39 - Monday

You did it again Tom.
I thrive on the artistic way you express both emotional and physical love.
You took two families (and their friends) with many problems and melded them in to a blissful union each helping one another overcome their personal problems.
Life would be wonderful indeed if everyone had the same capacity to lov as your characters.

 

[kcm17480]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 36 - Friday

You know it just amazes me how you keep up with this story. I am just a little bit behind but I am trying to catch up. I wouldn't miss reading this story. There is just to much to miss if I don't. On to the next.

 

[kcm17480]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 37 - Saturday

I think this is one of the best stories I've read on this site. It has so much to offer. Your imaginitive talents are outstanding. Thanks for sharing this story.

 

[kcm17480]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 38 - Sunday

Excellent, excellent, excellent!!!! That one really got me hot. Thanks

 

[timmo]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 39 - Monday

Thanks Tom. A perfect way to start my week.....gives me that real feel good factor. Can't believe that I only discovered this thread at chapter 21. I've still got a lot of catching up to do.

Love the main characters, and it's good to hear what Brandon's been up to.


Take Care,
Timmo.

 

[kcm17480]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 39 - Monday

If I was in the middle of all these characters I would die a happy man. It seems like I cannot get enough of this story. You have put a whole new spin on gay story telling. There isn't much you don't touch with these characters. Thanks again and can't wait for the next. For the ones that haven't read this, they are missing out big time.

 

[sheep]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 39 - Monday

Another great chapter, Tom. You never cease to amaze me!

 

[valle12tom]

My Best Friend - Chapter 41 - Wednesday

My Best Friend - Chapter 41 - Wednesday

I gasped out loud and sat up quickly terror spreading throughout my body as I shook and shivered. My whole body was shaking and trembling and I was crying but I wasn’t sure why.
I felt a hand on my back and I jumped and then looked and saw it was Timmy. His eyes were wide open and he was sitting up in bed next to me. "Are you OK Tom? What just happened to us?" he asked me.

In between my tears I said in a low quiet voice, "Oh shit man it was so horrible. It’s all coming back now. For a second I lost it. Oh shit man it was me in the locker room and they were going to kill me. They were yelling and screaming at me and I was so scared. I think I shit myself and peed all over. Oh Timmy I have never been so scared in my whole entire life. Even living with Rosa could never match that fear I felt." I took a deep breath and then continued as Timmy held my shoulders with his arm. "Oh man I wasn’t sure who it was. Their faces weren’t clear to me. But they had my legs spread eagled apart and it hurt so much and I could feel two guys holding my arms down and then one guy had my head. It was so cold and I hurt all over. They were laughing and yelling and screaming."

I let Timmy rub my back and shoulders as I lay my head on his shoulder. "I remember they all looked up and then I looked up and I could see this guy and he had this long bat in his hand and he was slapping it against one of his hands and grinning like a devil or something. He kept saying over and over again, ‘I’m going to fuck you up real bad you little faggot pervert. I know you are going to like my bat here aren’t you? You little shit. You like it big don’t you? You little pervert. Calm down and quit your thrashing around. You know you want it bad don’t you? You fucking freak.’ Oh Timmy I was so scared and just when he was leaning down to shove that thing up my asshole I woke up. It was horrible. I could feel Ralph’s fear man. Oh man I could feel everything he must have felt and it was so bad man."

Timmy shushed me and rubbed my hair and my face with his hand, "It’s OK Tom. But you haven’t heard the worst of it yet man. I was dreaming the same dream man except I was one of the guys about ready to rape you. I was part of man and I knew it was you. I knew it was my best friend laying there on that floor and I still let it go on. It was like one of those dreams where you are running but you can’t get anywhere you know what I mean? I knew I should stop it but I couldn’t make myself say the words. I couldn’t make myself hold them off you. I wanted to man. I did. I swear I did. Oh shit man. I was just like Mason and the other guys. How can you ever forgive me Tom." Timmy was crying now.

"Oh man. We were just dreaming man. It was just a dream," I said and we hugged each other crying and stroking and comforting each other.

"Yeah but it was me man and it was you. It could have been me man. It could have been," Timmy said between sobs.

"Yeah but it wasn’t man. It just was a dream. We all have good and bad in us Timmy. Each of us. If the tables were turned it could have been me as well protecting myself in front of the other guys. It was just a dream man to show us how fine the line is between evil and good. But we know what is right man and it wasn’t us. Just a dream. Just a dream," I said.

"Oh but it seemed so real Tom. I felt like I was there. It was so real. It was so real," he sobbed some more.

"Dreams can be that way man but it was only a dream and now we need to get up and get outside and run this thing off and get rid of it. It was just showing us not to hate Mason or the other guys with him that day. They got caught up in the moment and it could have been us but it wasn’t. Hate isn’t the answer and I think what they are going to do will help in so many ways." I said as I helped Timmy up off our bed. "I think I read that Martin Luther King said once that there is good in the worst of us and bad in the best of us."

We hugged each other and then walked down the hallway to take our morning stance in front of the toilet where we let our yellow streams of piss hit each others as they arched out of our cocks and into the air. We shook ourselves clean and then quickly brushed our teeth and went back to our bedroom to get dressed for our run. Then it was down the stairs, unlatch the door and down the back stairs to the kitchen where we found Mike drinking a glass of juice.

Timmy went over and Mike offered his glass to Timmy who took it and finished it off. Timmy then took Mike in his arms and hugged him tight.

"Hey Timmy don’t squish me man," Mike said as he wriggled his way out of Timmy’s tight grasp.

"Sorry man. I just wanted you to know how much I love having a little brother." Timmy told him as he mussed up Mike’s hair and we all walked outside together to begin our warm-ups in the still morning air.

Before long we were warmed up and headed out of the driveway towards the park. The day was still mostly dark and very still and quiet. There were no lights on in any of the houses and we were earlier than our normal time. I guess our nightmares had woken us up earlier that usual. When we got to the park no one else was there.

"Guys I got to run today. I can’t wait for the others. Hope that is OK?" Timmy said as he slapped his arms against his chest and sides and lifted his legs up in the air to get his leg muscles stretched out.

"Let’s go. I’m ready too!" I said as we all began to run around the track together as a group. We ran slow so that Mike could keep up and it felt good to just let it out. With each breath I expelled all the shit in my brain from the nightmare. It was getting less and less with each breath and each step I took. I looked over at Timmy and could see him starting to smile again as the shit left his body. Running was so good for getting rid of the shit in ones life I thought to myself as I jogged along beside two of my brothers.

We must have run about 5 or 6 laps when our crew started to arrive and warm-up. Soon we were joined on the track by Brandon and Walt, Jon and Jake, Billy and Johnny, Ryan, Tricia and Brad, Paul and Todd. Today it seemed like the others could sense Timmy’s mood and we all just jogged along quietly together as a pack with no one racing or breaking away or really pushing ourselves to run hard like we usually did. Then we were done and catching our breath and winding down.

"Timmy it is so awesome about the concert next week and that you were able to snag all those tickets man," Jake said enthusiastically.

"I know man I got 35 tickets and they are already all gone. It is going to be radical man to all sit together in the 3rd and 4th rows." Timmy said. "Johnny and Billy I was going to sort of impose on you to have a cook-out at your place before the concert if that is OK. We would probably need to start around 5 PM to give ourselves enough time. Everyone can bring something to share."

"Yeah that’s cool. We were going to ask you about it anyway. Sean and Malcolm are going to staying with us and we hope Billy Bob will want to come over and entertain us again like last time." Johnny said.

"I’ll call him but I am sure he would love to." I said.

"Ryan are you and Reese going to be able to make it?" Timmy asked.

"Yeah we are excited. We saw Ben last year out in LA and he and his band is awesome and Jack Johnson is so cool. Our kids have been listening to his Curious George album non-stop since we downloaded it off the I-tunes store last week." Ryan said. "Thanks so much for including us."

"Lyle is going to stay with me," Paul said.

"And Jimmy and Billy and Phillip will stay at our place," Timmy said.

"Did anyone talk to Cary or Van after they left Thor and Pierre at the airport yesterday. I meant to call them and it slipped my mind," I said to the group.

"Yeah I talked to Cary last night and he was pretty down. He came over for some pizza and we tried to cheer him up and by the end of the evening I can definitely say he was up," Jake said with a laugh as we all joined him in the doble entendre.

"Yeah I think he wants to go back to join Thor in Africa early but he just has 2 more weeks of his time off to go so it will be over before he knows it. We need to get his mind off missing Thor if possible," Jon offered.

"I’ll call Van in a little bit and see how he is doing. I should have done it last night," I said with regret in my voice. I couldn’t believe I had forgotten him like that. "Oh yeah before I forget. We won’t be here in the morning for our run. Timmy and I are going to Richmond to watch Randy play tennis tonight and will be driving back in the morning. So Ryan if you can pick up Mike that would be terrific."

"Sure no problem Tom. We were planning on doing that anyway weren’t we Mike?" Ryan. Mike nodded his little head grinning like the proverbial Cheshire Cat at the prospect of driving Ryan’s car again. "Well see you all. Got to go," Ryan said breaking the circle and headed over to his car with Mike in tow. We all broke up and headed out for our days activities.

The rest of headed off in our different directions. Some in cars, some in trucks and some on foot. Timmy, Mike and I waved to everyone and then started up the street towards home. It wasn’t long before we entered the kitchen and started to grab our breakfast stuff. Coffee, milk, sugar for me. Juice, black coffee for Timmy. Granola with fresh blueberries for me and eggs, bacon, grits ans toast for Timmy compliments of mom.

Between bites Timmy asked mom, "You remember Tom and I are heading to Richmond this afternoon and won’t be back until tomorrow morning?"

"Yes son. Sounds like you will have a good time. I hope Randy plays well," Mom said.

"Well from what we have heard he is doing great and the finals are tonight so that is good that he has made it this far unbeaten," I said.

"What time did you want to meet here this afternoon Tom?"

"Probably if we meet here at 3:00 PM and then we can take a quick shower and grab a change of clothes and be off by 3:30 PM or 3:45 at the latest. How does that sound?" I replied.

"Cool beans. Meet you here," Timmy said mopping up the last pieces of egg and bacon with his toast and placing them on the end of his tongue which he then drew into his open grinning mouth. "Yum! Yum! That was good mom. Thanks."

"You are most welcome Timmy. I don’t want you to starve now do I?" mom said.

"I lightly tapped Timmy on his head as I got up out of my chair, "I don’t think we have to worry about that mom. One thing for sure is this boy can EAT!" I said laughing as I took my bowl and mug to the sink where mom took them out of my hands.

"Oh yes boys. Grand and Marie told us last night that she and Marie are going to travel for about a month starting after church on Sunday. They are going to visit Marie’s children and then go out west to close out some things for Marie." Mom told us.

"That is great mom. They deserve a vacation. I know they will have a great time but I am sure you will miss them and all their help around here." I said as Timmy and I headed upstairs to get changed. Mike was coming down the stairs with Blackie as we were going up and we all squeezed by each other.

"Be down in just a minute Mike," I said as we passed each other.

"OK Tom," Mike replied.

Timmy and I ran the rest of the way up the stairs with me chasing him and grabbing at his cute adorable butt on the way up our attic stairs. Once in our room we quickly stripped out of our running clothes and stood there admiring each others nice and incredibly in-shape bodies. We flexed for one another and posed and just admired one another before heading to the bathroom for a quick shower, shave and then back in the bedroom finding our work clothes. After quickly dressing we each found a small pack and picked out some clothes to take with us to Richmond. We wouldn’t need much as it was just for one night but it was always good to be prepared as the boy scouts always say I thought with a chuckle.

Timmy looked at me and smiled at my thoughts and then waked over to sweep me in his strong comforting arms. His lips found mine and I felt his tongue part my lips and slip past them to my waiting mouth where we explored each others mouths as we grabbed each other in a tight and sensual hug. God he was so irresistible I thought as I felt my cock start to grow hard. I loved him so much and was blessed that he felt the same way about me. I was truly blessed!

"Damn I wish we had time for a little bit of fun my friend but work awaits. Keep that thought and we will have some fun tonight with Randy, Skip and Billy Bob."I said pushing Timmy reluctantly away. My heart wanted to stay and lose a load this morning but my mind won this battle as we made our way back downstairs to the kitchen where Mike was just finishing up and taking his dirty dishes to the sink. He and I grabbed our lunches and kissed mom and then dad and then I kissed Ben and Willie and Timmy walked outside with us to say goodbye and blow us each a big wet sloppy kiss which we stored in our pockets for later.

I was in a great mood this morning as Mike and I drove along singing with each other to a Willie Nelson CD that he had put in the player. We were on our way to Cary’s house this morning so I could see him in person and try and comfort him and his temporary loss in some small way. We pulled up in front of Cary’s house and saw that we were the first ones there. Mike jumped out of my truck to stand by the street and wait for the others and I pulled out my cell and voice dialed Van.

He answered on the third ring, "Hey man what’s shaking?" I asked.

"Oh a little of this and a little of that," Van replied.

"So are you doing OK man? I should have called yesterday and I am sorry for that," I said.

"Actually I am doing better than I thought Tom. But you know Pierre and I both knew that we are probably never going to be partners so that makes it a little bit easier letting him leave yesterday. I did get used to having him around and having sex whenever the mood struck so that will be hard getting used to. Guess I need to find me a partner," Van said with a chuckle. It was good to hear him in such good spirits.

"Well Timmy and I will see if we can find someone for you man. How’s work?" I asked.

"It is good Tom. I got this amazing job for this great couple over on Highland Park. They really understand what I try to do with my rock work and that makes my work so much better. I am building this incredible fireplace that is like 30 feet tall and then these walls in their backyard that sort of wind around the patio area. It will be like a 3 month job. they are like loaded and they pay me right on time every week with no questions asked. Not that they would need to ask any questions abut my bill mind you." Van said.

"That sounds cool. I would love to see it sometime. Hey man got to go. Bev and the crew are pulling up now. We are doing Cary’s house today and then going to watch Randy play tennis in Richmond tonight." I told Van.

"Oh shit that’s right. I forgot. Tell Randy I said good luck OK! And said hi to Cary for me. Oh Tom please thank Timmy for the concert invite next week. That will be so radical man. I can’t believe JMU got Ben Harper and Jack Johnson. Chow." he said breaking the connection. I got out of the truck and slipped my phone in my pocket and then walked back to help everyone unload our equipment for the mornings work.

I told Brad he could use the Bob-cat so he was in heaven as I grabbed a weed-eater and adjusted my ear protectors and started to work. The morning sped by and soon we had finished the front yard and we heading around back for break time. I walked up to the back door and knocked lightly and Cary came to the door in his flaming red haired glory. Damn he was one hot dude and his red hair made him seem even more hot. He was smiling and looking good in a pair of blue boxers as he invited me inside.

We hugged and kissed briefly and then I walked to the bathroom and began to pee. It felt good to let it go. Cary walked to the open door and leaned against it still smiling at me. "So how are you holding up man?" I asked turning my head while I peed to look at him.

"Better than I would have expected Tom but damn it was hard getting used to jerking by myself last night. The first time in two weeks man. Amazing how quickly a guy can get used to having a lover around you know? I am head over heels for Thor in case you didn’t notice. Damn I just think about him all the time. I guess that is what true love is all about huh?" he said.

"Don’t I know it man," I said shaking my cock and zipping my pants up. I heard the outside door open and then Mike’s squeaky voice say, "Hey guys. Please hurry up! I really got to go. BADLY!"

I walked out of the bathroom to get out of his way and Cary turned and said, "Hey Mike. What’s up with you big guy. Got to pee?"

Mike was jumping up and down and had his hand holding his penis squeezing it like little kids do when they have to go pee really badly. The look on his face was priceless. "Oh hi Cary. Yeah. I got to go badly. Talk in a minute." he said as he rushed past us closing the door behind him. We both laughed knowing exactly what it felt like to have to pee and know there was a line for the toilet.

Cary was standing in a beam of light coming in the kitchen window. His abs were hard as a rock and the light was shining off his red hair and you could see all the incredible freckles on his abs, chest and all over his arms and legs. His treasure trail was on fire and was so inviting. I reached out my hand and just lightly stroked it from his navel to the top of his boxers.

"Damn you are so hot looking. your hair looks like it’s on fire man." I said as Cary groaned softly as my finger tips brushed over his trail and across those hard taut abs of his. "I never noticed how many freckles you have man. They are so awesome."

"Damn this would be heaven Tom but we need to cut it out now before my dick comes out to play." Cary said backing reluctantly away from my fingers. Together we walked outside and over to the others who were breaking into their snacks. Everyone said hi to each other and I was amazed that Cary was not in the least bit self conscious about walking around his back yard in just his boxer shorts. But hell it was his own back yard but it still amazed me.

"So Tom were you surprised when Timmy called you about the concert?" Cary said.

"Oh shit yeah man. It was so awesome. Ben Harper is one of my favorite bands and I love the sound Jack Johnson makes. They both work well together." I said.

"I think Thor almost thought twice about going back when he heard about it. He was so jealous," Cary added. Mike came out the back door and skipped over to where we were sitting humming some tune to himself and off in his own little boy world. He came up to me and put his arm around my waist and gave me a small hug and then grabbed his snack bag and started to munch on down.

When we had finished and started to pack up our trash Cary said to me, "so you and Timmy are riding down to watch Randy play tonight?"

"Yeah it’s going to be cool. I have never seen a big tournament before and Lew has a sky box and everything." I replied.

"Yeah my parents are huge tennis nuts and they said it’s going to be on cable tonight so I will see if I can catch a glimpse of you guys. They say that Randy is an awesome tennis player." Cary added as he waved and walked back inside. He had such a broad back that was covered with those same freckles as the front. His butt moved seductively under the material of his boxer shorts as I watched him. He probably wasn’t even aware of how incredible sexy he was. I was so glad that he was so masculine about his sexiness so that someone in Africa wouldn’t be able to tell he was gay from his mannerisms or the way he walked or acted. I did worry about Thor and him and I hoped they could survive in such a homophobic culture.

We got to work and finished up before lunch. As we were packing up Cary came out with our check. He had slipped on some baggies but was shirtless and shoeless. "Call me OK. I need to be around some people for the next two weeks man or I will go stir crazy." he said.

"Sure thing man and you have our numbers so give us a shout as well. And I am sure Van could use some company too!" I added as Mike and I got in my truck for the ride to our next job and lunch. I was for some reason starving and I wasn’t sure exactly why.

We pulled up at the next job and unloaded all our stuff before plopping down on the front lawn for lunch. It was shady under this big old poplar tree and the shade felt good on this hot summer day. Lunch tasted great as I bit into my sliced chicken sandwich with pepper jack cheese and lettuce. Mom had spread a thin layer of mayo on the bread and then cracked some black pepper on top just how I liked it! Mom had also thoughtfully packed some sliced tomatoes in a separate container so they wouldn’t get the bread all soggy and I passed them around so that everyone could have a taste. They were so good. There was nothing like a fresh summer tomato I thought as I tasted my sandwich.

"So can you guys give Mike a lift home? I have to leave around 2:45 PM. Sorry about cutting out on you all but Timmy and I need to get on the road." I asked the group.

"Sure no problem Tom. He can sit on Todd’s lap if that is OK. I’ll drive slow and it’s not to far to your house if that is OK. I know how you are about wearing seatbelts." Bev answered.

"Well I guess it will be OK. Just be careful with my little brother. You guys are the best for catching my back like this." I said.

"That is what a team is for Tom. You would do the same for us. That is cool what Cary said about the match being on cable tonight. You want to bring Sheila over for some pizza man?" Brad said looking at Todd. "We might even be able to snag a few beers from dad if we play our cards right." Brad said grinning.

"Cool man. We’ll be there. I’ll check with Sheila but she loves tennis so I’m sure it will be cool. And since we’ll be on our bikes we don’t have to worry about driving home later." Todd said.

Lunch was finished and we bagged up all our trash and got to work. I was helping Mike rake and bag the clippings and the dead heads from the extensive flower beds. We worked steadily until it was time for me to quit. "Thanks Mike. I better be off now. Don’t want to be late. Thanks again man. You be all right?" I asked him seriously.

"Sure Tom. I’m not a baby you know," Mike said seriously.

"Yeah I know. Sorry for being so over protective. It’s a hard habit to break I guess," I said.

Mike threw his arms around me and hugged me tightly and said, "Please don’t ever stop Tom. I was just kidding. You are the best brother anyone could ever have. You and Timmy are the coolest. All my friends think so." Mike said as I tousled his hair and kissed the top of his head and then put his baseball cap back on. I went to my truck, buckled up and drove off towards home. I had left all the shit from my dreams behind me and I was pumped and excited about our trip to Richmond. This was going to be fun. I knew it and could feel it.

Timmy’s car was already there when I arrived. I wondered which we should take to Richmond. His had the better sound system so I pulled to the side so he could get out and jumped out of the truck and headed inside.

"Tom hi!" I heard Grand call as I crossed the driveway and saw he coming down the stairs to her apartment.

"Hey Grand! Great to see you! I heard about your trip. That is so awesome. I know you are going to have a wonderful time." I said running over and giving her old body a hug and a squeeze and kissing her cheek.

"Well thank you Tom. I am looking forward to traveling with Marie just on our own and meeting her kids. She isn’t quite sure how they will take to finding out their mother is a lesbian but we’ll have to see. She hasn’t told them yet and wanted to do it in person not over the phone." Grand said.

"It will be fine. You’ll see. How could they not love you. You’re adorable," I said picking her up and swinging her around until she begged me to stop she was laughing so hard.

"Tom stop I think I wet my panties," She said as I set her down. "Now go on or you’ll be late. I love you so much you know." She added.

"I know it Grand and I need all the love I can get and more." I said as I gave her another quick kiss ans then ran inside, through the empty kitchen and up the back stairs to our room. Timmy was walking down the hallway drying his head with a towel and completely naked from his recent shower. He stopped to give me a kiss and then said, "come on lover boy. Get a move on and get yourself a quick shower and let’s hit the road."

We walked into our bedroom as I started to strip off my work clothes and take off my work boots and smelly socks. "So how was your day?" I asked.

"It was fast man. Real fast. I swam laps until my arms and legs turned to jelly just like I love it and then had about 5 lessons to give and then it was time to come home. Great day. Now get this ass in gear man," He said as he gave my ass a playful pat with the palm of his hand. I followed his instructions and was soon standing under the wonderfully hot and wet spray of water in our shower. Damn water could feel so good couldn’t it I thought to myself as I soaped my self up and washed every crevice even sticking my fingers up my hole to get it as clean as I could.

I thought about sex tonight and what it would be like with Randy, Skip and Billy Bob. Would we find anyone else to join us? Or would it be just us I wondered? I reached over and turned off the water, grabbed a nice dry towel and dried off. I slapped on some deodorant and felt my face. I thought I could go without a shave so after brushing my teeth and grabbed by shaving kit for the morning I was heading back to our bedroom all nice and clean and ready for some hot and heavy sexual action later on tonight.

Timmy was dressed and smiling one of his 100 watt smiles when I walked in the room. "Hey man I laid out some clothes for you on the bed and yes tonight is going to be awesome. We’re going to wear Randy out after he wins his match tonight. He is definitely going over the edge wouldn’t you say?"

I grabbed my tan boxers and was slipping them on. "You said it man. I am so pumped and ready for some wild incredible sex tonight. We’ve never done it in a hotel room before." I pulled on my polo shirt and then a great pair of Hawaiian print baggies and completed my ensemble with my sandals.

"Here let me do your hair man. I know the wind from the drive will mess it up but I still like to do it. Maybe I should have been a hairdresser Tom. I have this thing about hair. I am really looking forward to styling Jon and Jake tomorrow." Timmy said as I let him brush and style my hair with his fingertips until he stepped back and was satisfied. "Hot. Fucking super hot man.!"

"You ready then?" I asked. "Hey did you pack some condoms?"

"Yeah I packed a whole box so we don’t have to worry about running out." he giggled. "Come on man let’s hit the road," Timmy said picking up his bag and I leaned down and picked mine up and we headed downstairs.

It was a little bit before 3:30 PM and mom was in the kitchen with Grand and Marie. We gave them each kisses and hugs and they told us to be careful and to drive safely.

"Hey mom tell Mike he is welcome to sleep in our room tonight if he wants to. And Ryan is going to take him out to his place after they run in the morning and let him drive some more. I told them it was OK. Hope that was all right with you and dad. I know I should have asked first," I said.

"It’s OK Tom. Your dad and I trust Ryan. Have a good time and tell Randy good luck from us. We’ll watch it on the TV tonight," mom said as we left the kitchen and walked out into the hot summer afternoon to get in Timmy’s car for the drive over to Richmond.

"You know where we are going?" I asked as we buckled up and I put an old Canned Heat CD in the player for the first part of our trip.

"Yeah I checked the map today and got directions to the hotel. The coliseum where they are playing is right next door to the hotel and Lew said to just let the valet parking take care of our car and put it on his tab. He is so cool and I am glad he is fronting the bucks for all this. I am sure it is costing him a bundle."

"You know it man but it is his nickle so let’s enjoy it as much as we can." I said as we drove down the street and got on the interstate for the trip. Timmy punched it up to about 4 miles over the speed limit and then put it on cruise control and we sang along acting silly and playing goofy with each other.

I peeled off my t-shirt so the hot air could blow on my bare naked skin. "Hold the wheel for a minute will you Tom?" Timmy said. I grabbed the wheel and he unbuckled for a minute while he took off his shirt. Damn he was so fine as I watched the road and watched him at the same time.

"You know I can get so freaking hard just looking at you?" I said.

"Well I get hard just thinking about you." Timmy replied.

"Oh yeah I saw Cary this morning and he seemed to be doing well but we need to get him over and play with him at least one more time before he heads back across the ocean. He is so freaking hot Timmy. Today I noticed all his incredible freckles and they really turned me on. that and the sunlight was hitting his treasure trail and lighting it up like it was on fire man. Shit he misses Thor and needs some attention bad!" I said grinning at the thought of Cary naked and his cock standing straight up at attention waiting for our lips to wrap themselves around it. "I probably should have invited him to ride along. I am sure Lew wouldn’t have minded. Why the hell didn’t I do it man?"

"It’s OK man. You can’t think of everything. He is pretty amazing isn’t he with that red hair and all. I have never really known anyone with red hair before. I’ll bet he attracts some attention over there in Africa and stands out in any crowd as tall as he is and with that flaming hair and all." Timmy said as we both pictured tall red haired Cary Morton in Africa with all those dark skinned people in awe of him.

"While I am thinking about it I guess I should call Megan and set up the Sunday thing huh!" I said to Timmy.

"No time like the present Tom," Timmy said. I took my phone and dialed the church. The secretary answered and I asked for Megan and she put me through to her office.

"St. Peter’s Episcopal Church Megan Ross speaking. How can I help you?" she answered in her melodic beautiful voice. I told her hi and then explained the situation and my request as quickly but as concise as I could.

"Oh my Tom. That should be some announcement. But you are so right that it has to be done for any closure to happen for these boys involved. I’ll set it all up and at the end of the service I will stay and wait at the chancel steps and then invite Mason and the other boys up to tell their story. Wow what a way to end the service. I had heard some about it but it happened before my arrival and no one seemed to want to talk about it. I never met Ralph or his parents. Thanks for getting to the bottom of it Tom and please tell Timmy hey for me and thanks for the invitation to the concert next week. Both Paul and I are really looking forward to hearing those guys." she said.

"Thanks Megan for your help and I’ll tell Timmy. Peace out!" I said closing my phone and turning to look at Timmy. "You heard?"

"Yeah. It will be a hard Sunday but it has to be done. Thanks for setting it up Tom," Timmy said as he watched the road and all the big trucks making their way on the interstate. He was a good driver and I felt very safe in his hands. He was always paying attention to everything going on around him as he drove. Plus I knew he had great reflexes.

The miles sped on by and I cracked a bottle of water for me and a Coke for my boy that we had brought along for the trip. "So you see that guy Peter today?" I asked.

"Wow as a matter of fact I did! For a minute I even thought about maybe hooking him up with Van. That is if he is gay and all but then I remembered that Van likes ‘em older than Peter so that was out." Timmy said.

"Yeah, maybe we can ask Johnny or Billy if they know anyone in town. Or.... I wonder.... how old Mrs. Macmillian’s son is? She talked about how she would love to get him back home. Maybe that might work out. Oh yeah now I remember! She said his name is Ronnie and he is oh... oh shit... what did she tell me? Oh yeah he is 37 years old. That might work out man. Just about Van’s age. I will ask her on Saturday when you read and see what is up. Maybe she can get him to fly back east for a little visit this summer and we can hook them up. So you get any vibes from Peter today? I asked.

"Well I think he maybe bi but fuck me if I can tell. My GAYDAR just doesn’t work like yours does Tom. Yours is always right on target and mine is all wacko. I did find out he is from Czechoslovakia like I thought and he is going to JMU on a scholarship and he is majoring in business. He said he wants to stay in the states if he can find a job after he graduates in 3 more years. He is a year older than us but will be a sophomore too. Apparently some of his credits didn’t transfer because they were from the university in his country." Timmy said.

"Well then if he is gay we definitely need to find him a lover here in town so he can stay around if he is as hot as you say he is. And shit if he is majoring in business we might just need him the empire we are going to build when we graduate." I added. "So when can I meet him do you think?"

"Maybe on Friday instead of running we can go to the pool and swim. The grounds crew always starts around 5:30 AM so he will be around and I can arrange for you to meet him and shake his hand." Timmy said.

"That sounds like a plan. I’ll miss the running and our crew but it’s probably good to change things up everyone once in awhile. It gets stale doing the same thing day in and day out," I said.

"Yeah I mean as long as we are getting exercise it’s all good," Timmy said lifting his arm and flexing one of his muscles which bulged up hard like a rock. I reached out and felt its incredible strength and hardness which only further excited me causing my cock to twitch and jerk inside my shorts.

"Damn this thing makes me ooze man. My dick is crawling down my leg. Shit you are in such great shape," I said.

He turned to look at me and smiled that smile of his and said, "Well my friend you are not in bad shape yourself you know. Believe it man. You really are. You know I’ll never really know what you went through all those years you were out of shape but now man you are some fox. We need to go out dancing again sometime."

"You’re right about that. We need to take a trip to Beaver Dam again and you know we have been promising Sean and Malcolm we would come to visit them in DC and go out on the town. So much to do and it seems like the days just slip on by," I said wistfully.

"Don’t I know it man. You know we haven’t even had any time to check our e-mail lately. I’ll bet our mailbox is full man. I just don’t think about it and then the day is gone. Wish we could stretch it out somehow," he said. "Look Tom we are only 15 miles from Richmond. Damn this drive went by fast didn’t it?"

"Cool. I am so excited about watching our boy play tennis." I said. We drove along and Timmy expertly found his way into downtown Richmond and before long we were pulling up in front of this huge big assed hotel with doormen and valets all dressed up in these funny suits with top hats. Damn this was first class and way above anything I had ever done before.

As the doormen opened our doors on both sides we heard them say, "Welcome to the Navaho Hotel sirs. Are you staying with us or just visiting? Now let me guess you are the two young gentleman who are guests of Mr. Frank aren’t you?"

"How did you guess that?" Timmy and I asked at the same time.

"Well you know boys our Mr. Frank is such a little man that you wouldn’t even know he was around and well he told us to be on the look out for two of the best looking young men we had ever seen and here you are. Now let us get your bags and we’ll take care of everything for you. Right this way gentleman," They said as they took our bags and led us into the vast expanse of this huge hotel that seemed to stretch up into the clouds it was so tall.

"And don’t worry my fine sirs Mr. Frank has taken care of us very well thank you," one of them said as I tried to give him $5. "My name is Sam and this here is James and if you need anything at all just ask for us and we’ll be glad to help you out. Anything at all."

James added, "And we hard that young master Randy demolished his opponent this morning and he will have his final match at 8:00 PM just next door in the coliseum. They have your passes at the front desk. I’ll let master Skip know you all have arrived and he’ll meet you in your room." We had reached the front desk and Sam was telling the clerk behind the huge marble counter who we were. Everyone was so nice and friendly. I had never been treated like this before and I knew Timmy hadn’t either. This was way out of our league but I could grow to like it I thought to myself as we followed a bellman to the elevators.

"My name is Charles and anything you need you just ask for me boys." the bellman said as he stepped aside for us to enter the huge elevator. Everything in this hotel was huge. The elevator must have been an express because we shot up in the air taking both our breathes away and making my bladder fall down. Charles laughed at us and said, "It always does that the first time boys. Not to worry. We’ll soon be at your room and you can relieve yourselves. I’m used to it by now."

We got out at the 65th floor and Charles told us that there were only 3 more floors above us as we followed him down the hallway covered with this thick plush carpet. We didn’t make a sound as we walked along stopping at our room. 6506. Charles slid the card key in the lock and pushed open a door to paradise. I had never seen anything like it before. It was a huge mother of all suites. It was gigantic. It had 3 bedrooms and a huge oversized Jacuzzi bathtub in one corner. It was really like a small swimming pool right in the living rom and next to the windows overlooking the cit landscape. It had a huge wide screen TV and complete stereo system. It had a bar and a small kitchen and bathrooms in each room and oversized beds and tubs and huge bathrooms that seemed as big as our bedroom at home. It was amazing. We were speechless as our mouths dropped open as Charles gave us the 50 cent tour. Randy and Skip had one of the bedrooms and Charles took us into one the others where he placed out bags on a luggage stand.

"I believe they are calling Master Skip to let him know of your arrival. Please make yourself comfortable and let me know if there is anything I can do your you while you are here with us at the Navaho. We all want your stay to be a pleasant one." Charles said.

"Charles. Um...well....there is something you might be able to answer for us," I asked reaching out my hand to shake his. "And by the way my name is Tom and this is Timmy."

"Well thank you sir. It sure is nice to meet all of you. Now what is it you want to know?" Charles asked.

"I was wondering if you know of anyplace not to far away from the hotel that has late night dancing for mostly men but just so its got great music and a good dance floor?" I asked.

"Well yes sir I know just the place. I think it will be just what you need sir. You go out the front door of the hotel and turn right on Jefferson Street. You go 3 blocks until you get to Davis and you take a left and then go 1 block and it is on your left. It’s called The Magic Man and everybody who likes to dance just raves about it." Charles said. "It caters to mostly guys as you say but chicks love it as well."

"Thanks man. We appreciate it. Thanks for everything," I said shaking his hand again. He was definitely straight but not bad looking. After he left Timmy and I went into our bedroom and jumped backwards on the huge bed.

"You ever see a bed this big man. This is some place," Timmy said as we stared up at the ceiling. He turned towards me and lifted up on one elbow and looked in my face and stroked the side of my face with the side of his hand. "Have you like ever been with a black man Tom?"

"Yeah once in Chapel Hill. He was a basketball player and I know it sounds like a stereotype and all but Jesus Timmy he was hung like the proverbial horse. In fact so much so that it was a bit scary. He was a great guy though and knew I was scared when I saw the equipment he was packing between his legs. I know he wanted to get laid and fuck my white butt but he was nice enough and settled for a blow job and a jerk off session instead." I said remembering Claude and his huge cock.

"Well I mean what was he like? I mean his body and all. I know its stupid but I have never really been around any black guys before. You know there weren’t any in our high school and I haven’t really had the chance to hang with any at school this past year." Timmy said pensively still looking down at me.

"Well let’s see his name was Claude and he was really tall. Like I said he was a basketball player. He had his hair cut short and unlike most black players these days he didn’t have any tattoos or brands. He said he didn’t like them. All his friends had them and were always trying to get him to do it but he was holding out. His body was really shiny and his skin was like....well it was like tight man and he had no body hair at all except for these little really tight little curly hairs under his arms and his pubes. His balls and ass crack were smooth and he said he didn’t shave it was just natural. The hairs were amazing and he didn’t seem to mind me staring and paying with them." I said continuing.

"And what was his cock like?" Timmy asked.

"Well as I said it was huge. Even soft it was like about 8 inches long and black except for the head which was this brilliant purple color. His cock hard was like about 11 or 12 inches long and pretty thick around. I mean I couldn’t get my whole fist around the sucker it was so big and the weird thing was it didn’t have any veins that I could see. Just smooth and tight. And damn he could shoot a load Timmy. All over his chest. Damn that was incredible," I said as I felt Timmy slid his hand down my belly and under the waistband of my baggies and then under my boxers where he found my dripping wet hard as rock cock. All this talk and these memories were making me ooze and drip precum.

"So should we get it on man or wait for the others?" Timmy said but just then we heard the door to the room open and Skip call out, "Tom! Timmy!"

"Guess that answers that question doesn’t it?" Timmy said grinning and withdrawing his hand from my pants as we jumped up off the bed and Timmy yelled out, "In here Skip!"

Skip came to the door and looked at us. He was smiling and said, "Isn’t this the bomb guys? Can you believe this place?"

"It is so cool man. And big too just like you are big man!" I said as I grabbed Skip and hugged him and tickled his flabby belly.

"Damn what is this Tom. Have you guys been fooling around?" Skip said backing up a pace or town and running his hand over my crotch where my cock was still hard.

"We were just thinking about it man when you came in," Timmy laughed. "So we heard Randy won his match today?"

"Yeah he was awesome and if it isn’t to much trouble how about we wait until after the finals to get it on?" Skip said. "As soon as Billy-Bob gets here we can go and grab some dinner and then head on over to the match."

"Cool. What should we wear?" I asked.

"You are fine. Shit the whole place loves Lew and anything we do is OK with them. We could probably walk through the lobby naked and hard and no one would say a word." Skip said with a laugh. I am just not used to a place like this but I might get used to it.

"So Charles told us about a dance club not far from here called The Magic Man. Maybe after the match we can come back here for some sex to get Randy off and then head out for some dancing till the wee hours of the morning and then back here for more sex." I suggested.

"Look Tom if we are going to do that we are never going to want to leave early in the morning to drive back home. Let’s call back and just take the day off man. Shit it’s not like we do it on a regular basis and we deserve a bit of a break man. What do you say?" Timmy said with a bit of his famous whine in his voice.

"Yeah Tom do it," Skip said. "You know Timmy’s right."

"OK shit why not? Where is my phone?" I said finding my phone and calling Bev. She answered on the fourth ring, "Hey Bev look would you mind terribly if I took tomorrow off? I don’t see how we are going to be able to make it back in the morning and well we want to go out dancing and well you know other stuff."

Bev broke out into a huge laugh, "Damn Tom why don’t you come out and say it? Your ass is going to be raw meat tomorrow. I was wondering how you thought you would make it back but figured you were an adult. Go ahead we can cover for you. I’ll take Mike home or maybe get Ryan to do it after we finish at their place."

"Thanks Bev you’re the best," I said hanging up and then calling home. Dad answered right away.

"Hi Tom. Everything OK in Richmond?" he said.

"Yeah Dad the drive over was fine and you wouldn’t believe the hotel room that Lew reserved for all of us. It’s this big 3 bedroom suite with like a small swimming pool in the living room. Anyway look we are never going to make it back in the morning. Not sure how I thought we would. I called Bev and she is going to cover for me and make sure Mike gets home after work. Hope that is OK with you and mom," I said.

"No problem Tom. Thanks for calling. Look tell Randy we said good luck," dad said and then hung up.

"OK it’s covered on my end. How about you Timmy?" I asked.

"I just called and it is all copacetic man. We are going to have so much fun man. It’s going to be a blast. Where the hell is that Army boy of ours." Timmy said.

"I am right here guys and glad to be here," Billy-Bob said as he walked into the bedroom. "Look at this place. Jesus a feller could get lost in here just trying to find his way to the nearest bathroom. Charles tried to put me in that big old room next door all by myself but shit guys I am moving in here with you. This room is big enough for a whole family of West Virginia hillbillies! I would get lost in there all by myself." He said in his cute little West Virginia redneck accent. We all jumped on him and hugged him.

"Come on and let’s go eat guys. We have just enough time to eat an early dinner before the match starts. They have an incredible restaurant on the top floor and the view of the city is incredible. It’s going to blow your minds." Skip said as we followed him out the door and into the hallway. We made it to the elevator and he punched in the top floor and we shot up into the sky once again.

The doors opened into a wonderful lobby and the maitre d’ saw us approach his stand. He smiled and said, "Mr. Skip. So good to see you again. Let me show you to your table. It is a wonderful night and the sky is so perfect this evening. No smog at all and the colors of the sun are just magnificent."

"Thanks Marcel. These are my good friends. Timmy, Tom and Billy-Bob and this is Marcel, the guy who runs this whole show.

"Oh you are most kind Mr. Skip. Right this way please," he said as we followed him across the partially full dining room.

I saw other diners watching us closely and wondering who were these young boys that were being show to the best table in the house wearing baggie shorts and polo shirts and sandals. Let them wonder I thought to myself as Marcel seated us at a table right up against this huge wall of glass. You could see the entire city below you ad also the entire restaurant and at the same time be seen by everyone else.

"Isn’t this so cool?" Skip said after we were seated and Marcel had handed us menus and the bus person came over to pour us some water. He was an attractive young back man and he didn’t say a word as he poured water carefully into our glasses. "This is Stephen guys and he just started this week and he is a little nervous but he does a great job."

Stephen smiled a big huge smile at Skip and then bowed and said, "Thanks Skip. I really need this job so I want to make a good impression on Marcel. If I can work for 6 months as a bus person he says he will try me out as a waiter and that is where the real money is and with my wife expecting a baby we can really use the bread if you know what I mean."

"Thanks man," we all said as he left the table and then came back with butter curls and a basket of assorted fresh hot breads.

After he had left the table Skip lowered his voice and said, "Isn’t he fucking hot? But he is so damn straight. Randy and I have been leaving him big tips all week for the baby."

Then another tall very handsome young back man came up to the table. He was all business as he told us his name was Mark and then he described the specials and asked us if we wanted anything to drink. Billy-Bob had a beer and Timmy had his usual Coke and I had water and Skip ordered a diet sprite with cranberry juice.

We toasted each other, we toasted the night and we toasted Randy and his upcoming match. Skip said, "The guy Randy is playing tonight is really, really good guys. I think Randy is psyched that he is so good but at the same time a little worried. Apparently this guy has a reputation of destroying his opponents and has never been beaten in any match since he started out as a teenager. But I think that it is good Randy is nervous. He seems to play better when he has the jitters before a match and doesn’t take it for granted that he will win. I gave him a long back rub this afternoon and we soaked in the tub for about an hour. He seems pretty limber and said he is feeling good mentally and physically. I think I might be more nervous than he is. This is my first big finals tennis match and he has done it hundreds of times."

Mark came back with our drink orders and then asked us if we were ready to order or if we needed more time to decide. We told him we were ready and I scoped him out. He was hot! But after all he was a man and I thought most men were hot. Timmy ordered a caesar salad, a filet medium rare with baked potato and broccoli and carrots; Billy-Bob ordered a regular salad, a New York Strip Steak medium rare, mashed potatoes with garlic and mixed vegetables; Skip ordered a caesar salad, the grilled Mahi Mahi, mixed vegetables and rice and then it was my turn. It all sounded so good but I decided on the caesar salad as Mark said he would make it table side, the blackened Tuna steak rare, mixed vegetables and rice.

"Very good gentleman. Those are very good choices. I am sure you will be pleased. I will bring your salads out immediately. I hope that Randy has a good match tonight but his opponents family is eating over there and I wished them well too! I hope you don’t mind. Just remember a waiter never tells the truth to any of his customers. Just what they want to hear! It is always better for our tips that way." Mark said with a big smile and a small chuckle. He leaned over a bit and whispered, "but I do hope that Randy wins it and that’s the truth and I am sticking to it."

"Thanks Mark," we all said as he bowed and left the table. I had noticed that Mark was wearing a gold band on his finger but then again so was I. I wasn’t sure about him but I did know he was very attractive. Oh well we had other things on our minds right now besides cruising the waiter in this fancy restaurant.

"So I guess you have been having a good time?" Timmy asked Skip.

"Oh yeah. Lets see we have been down the street with all the famous statues of confederate soldiers, to all the museums, and the arboretum is pretty cool, the capitol and the Jefferson Hotel. But mostly Randy has played and thought tennis. He is amazing the way he focuses on the game and puts everything into it." Skip said.

"Hey man Brandon got himself a boss new ride and he is in heaven. He couldn’t believe his first pay check and he told me he has been getting a lot done while you have been out of town," I said with enthusiasm in my voice.

"Yeah I have been in contact with my laptop and that boy is really good Tom. Thanks so much for turning us on to each other. It is amazing how our minds play off each other and all these great new ideas just appear like magic. I am not sure I have ever met anyone quite like him before. He is so genuine and so smart but he has no idea how smart he really is. Apparently he didn’t get much affirmation for his folks in that department. He is going to help my partners and I take this company to a whole new level. And your bothers help has been invaluable as well. My partners are in hog heaven we are raking in so much dough this summer." Skip said raising his glass in the air. "To Brandon. Mike, Ben and Willie and all the gamers out there who keep buying our games!"

We all toasted and then Mark came back to the table pushing a cart which he placed next to me. He took a mixed salad off the cart and took it around the table to place in front of Billy-Bob.

"Your salad sir," he said as he placed it down on the table using his left hand to lower from the left side. I had learned that from a friend of mine who was a waiter in Chapel Hill. Always lower form the left with the left and remove from the right with the right. That way it was explained to me you never put your armpit in the customers face and never can hit them in the face with your elbow which would be a sure way to lower your tip. Mark then took a tray of different kinds of salad dressings and offered them to Billy-Bob who chose the French. Mark then dipped some of the dressing and drizzled it on Billy-Bob’s salad. He then took the pepper mill and offered it to Billy-Bob who nodded his redneck country head. Mark turned the pepper mill a few times. "I hope you enjoy your salad sir." He said backing away.

Mark then took a big wooden bowl from one of the shelves of his cart and placed it on the top. He rubbed some lemon around the bowl and then cracked a few coddled eggs in the bottom and added some horseradish and Worcestershire Sauce. He took a fork and whipped it all up and then took a couple of anchovies and crushed them on the side of the bowl with his fork and then mixed it all together.

I was fascinated watching the show and Mark was very good at what he did. The table was silent as we all watched Mark prepare our salads. "You like them little fish?" Billy-Bob said in his most country accent.

"Sure man they give a great flavor to the salad and once they are all mixed in with everything else you hardly even can taste them," I answered with a laugh. "Isn’t that true Mark?"

"Well you know what they say about waiters telling the truth sir?" Mark answered looking at me and smiling a huge ear to ear white tooth grin.

"Yeah I think someone told me they never tell the truth but for the life of me I can’t remember who that was," I replied grinning up at this tall beautiful black man standing beside me.

"Well this is the truth so you can believe it. I used to think I hated these smelly little salty fish but actually they are not that bad when you mix them all up. Just like you said sir. And that ain’t a lie!" he said tossing his head back and giving a short laugh. His voice was very melodic and he seemed to have the legs and arms of a dancer and his fingers were long and very graceful. We all laughed along as he then filled the bowl with romaine lettuce leaves that had been ripped apart in the kitchen.

He then took a long wooden spoon and fork and tossed all the ingredients together making sure all the lettuce leaves were coated with the mixture in the bottom of the bowl. Lastly he added some croutons that looked homemade and grated Parmesan cheese and tossed them around as well before placing an equal portion of the delicious looking salad on three plates and setting them down in front of the rest of us at the table.

"So Mark what do you do when you aren’t being a waiter if you don’t mind my asking? And you can tell us the truth if you want to." I said.

"Well sir what do you think I do?" Mark replied as he cleaned up his cart.

"Um. Let’s see. I think you might be an actor or maybe a dancer," I said.

"Right and right. I go to VCU and am a theater and dance major. I graduate in 2 years and then I am not sure where or what I will do. I like being a waiter and the money is good and really helps with my expenses and all. How about you?" he asked as he finished up. "But you really need to eat the salads before the lettuce gets soggy."

"Actually believe it or not I am the same as you. I am a theater major and I love to dance. We heard that The Magic Man, down the street, has some great music and good dancing till late and we were thinking abut heading down there later tonight," I said in a non-invasive way but trying to gauge if Mark might be gay or not.

He looked at me and then around the table, "I have heard that as well. I have never been but may just give it a shot sometime. Enjoy your salads gentlemen. I’ll see about your dinners. I know you want to get to the tennis match on time." He bowed slightly and left the table pushing the cart as we all grasped hands around the table.

"Oh good and gracious God. thank you for friends gathered around a table. Thank you for all our many blessings. Thanks for our families and for all that we do to support each other. Please watch over Randy and keep him safe as he plays tonight and watch over all of us today and always. AMEN," I said. Everyone said Amen and then we dug into our salads which were incredible delicious. The taste of the horseradish and the anchovies and eggs and Worcestershire sauce was amazing. My tongue was dancing around my mouth and all of us were smiling as we ate.

Timmy offered Billy-Bob some of his salad, "Come on man try it. You may be a West Virginia country redneck hillbilly but you can try a caesar salad."

Billy-Bob opened his mouth wide and accepted the fork full of salad that Timmy was offering. He closed his mouth and chewed and then smiled and said, "You are right Timmy boy. I guess you can teach an old country dog new tricks every once in awhile. That salad is pretty good even if it does have those smelly little fish in it. Thanks!"

"I need to warn you Billy-Bob that Caesar salads are overdone in our society today and most of them are not very good. But this, however, this is a GREAT Caesar salad by the way. So you need to be careful," I said as I polished off the last of my salad and looked down at my empty plate wishing there was just a little bit more.

"So Tom I saw you checking out Mark. What’s your take on him. Randy and I have been trying to figure him out all week," Skip said.

"I am not sure. He is wearing a ring but then so are Timmy and I so that doesn’t really tell me anything. I need to shake hands with him. The fact that he has never been to The Magic Man to dance or at least doesn’t want to say he has is somewhat telling but I am just not sure. I think my GAYDAR is all messed up with all of you gay guys around me putting out your gay vibes!" I said laughing.

"Well gentleman I hope it was not my salad making you laugh this evening," Mark said as he came up to the table and started to clear our empty plates.

"No man your salads were awesome. Even our country friend here loved the Caesar," Timmy said rubbing Billy-Bob’s shoulder as we all laughed and smiled. "He’s an Army man and they don’t serve food like this in the mess hall!"

"Thank you for the compliment. Your dinners will be here in just a moment. Anything else I can get for you while you are waiting?" he said looking at our glasses. Timmy indicated he could do with another Coke, my water glass was about half empty and Skip held up his glass. Billy-Bob put his hand over his half full beer glass indicating he had enough. "I’ll be right back then."

Mark was back in a flash with water for me, Coke for Timmy and Sprite with cranberry juice for Skip. He then headed back to the kitchen stopping at one of his tables on the way to make sure they were all right. I saw him go into the kitchen and then in about 2 minutes there he was coming back with a perfectly balanced waiters tray held on his outstretched finger tips above his head. Damn this guy was good I thought to myself watching as he made his way through all the tables to where we were sitting.

He began to place our plates in front of us warning us that the plates were warm. Everything looked like a piece of art and the smells were incredibly and I was ravenous and hungry. I knew Timmy was as well. My fish looked great and the pool of wasabi sauce it was sitting on was green and shimmering. Oh damn this was going to be good. Mark stepped back after he placed the last plate and smiled his big white tooth smile and said, "Gentleman. Enjoy. I will check back in just a moment to make sure everything is to your liking and please don’t hesitate to tell me if anything is amiss with the preparation of your meals. Here at the Navaho your total satisfaction is what we strive for."

We told him we would and I leaned down to breathe in the rich but subtle aromas emanating from my plate. "Don’t mind Tom guys. He loves to smell his food before he eats. It’s a habit of his." I heard Timmy say affectionately.

We all grabbed our silverware and dug in tasting everything on our plates and then passing bits of each others for everyone to taste. The steaks were incredible. So tender and juicy and full of flavor. The vegetables were cooked just right. Still with a hint of crunch and freshness but still cooked. Mark had left a serving dish of sour cream and bacon bits and cheese for the baked potatoes. It was all so good and it didn’t take long for us to work our way through the meal set before us. When Mark checked back he just smiled as we grunted our pleasure through our full mouths.

Then we were done and pushing back just a little bit from the table so our stomachs could expand. I felt so good. So satisfied. So content. To be here with friends at the top of the world looking out over the city of Richmond Virginia at all the lights from the cars and in the buildings. It was like a fairy land of sorts.

"Wow this was good," I said at last.

"Yeah they can really cook can’t they?" Skip added.

"I feel so good I think my mamma just slapped me silly," Billy-Bob announced.

Mark came back at that point and asked, "Any one save room for dessert?"

Although I felt Timmy and Billy-Bob wanted some they both declined and we all thanked Mark again and again for all he had done for us.

"Well I hope you can come back and see us again gentleman. It has been my pleasure serving you this evening. Please tell Randy best of luck with his match tonight. I will have it turned on in the kitchen and all of us will be cheering for him. I’ll have to admit we have seen our share of tennis jerks but Randy and his opponent are class acts. They are always respectful and not demanding like some of them can be." Mark said as we got up.

I reached out my hand to shake his to find out for sure if he was gay or not but just as we were about to touch we heard a loud crash from the other side of the dining room and we all turned to see what had happened. One of the other tennis players had apparently slammed into our bus person Stephen causing him to drop his tray loaded with glasses and dishes. The jerk didn’t even apologize as he rushed out of the dining room. I felt so badly for Stephen and hoped that Marcel didn’t hold it against him.

"See what I mean," Mark said as he rushed off to help the bus person who had turned red in the face and was busily trying to clean up the mess. I felt so sorry for him and I hated the fact that Mark and I didn’t get the chance to shake hands so now I would never know for sure. Oh well we had a tennis match to see as we made our way out of the dinning room.

We all thanked Marcel for everything and I stopped to tell him that it was not Stephen’s fault. He said he knew that and then he opened the elevator door for us. We all got in the glass sided box and Skip pressed the down button. "Get ready to lose your stomachs gentleman. We are prepared to descend." At that instant the elevator shot downward and it felt as if we were all floating. We all started to giggle and laugh at the weird feelings in our stomachs but before we knew what had happened we were at the bottom and the doors were opening.

All the staff greeted us as we followed Skip across the lobby to the entrance for the convention center on the other side. Lew must have greased a few palms around here. But they all seemed genuine in their greetings but then again that was their job.

Soon we were in the hustle and bustle of the huge crowd who were here for the finals of the Virginia State Junior Championship’s. You could play as long as you were a senior in high school up through your senior year in college. It was a maze but Skip knew where we were going as he led us up a ramp to Lew’s sky box which hung right over center court. What a view we had as we entered the box. A large room with a buffet table set up with all kinds of snacks and food and a bar and a bathroom and comfortable chairs and couches all over the place. Then you walked through a door in a glass wall to the seats which were cantilevered down. There were four rows of seats and they were very comfortable looking. Not your standard issue hard plastic chairs. Lew was standing outside the door talking with some of his other guests when he saw us enter.

He broke into a smile and yelled out. "Boys! Boys! Come over here. Great to see you. How was your trip over? And dinner did they take care of you all?" His voice boomed out with the genuine warmth that he displayed with everyone. He certainly had never met a stranger. We told him hi and shook his hands and those of his friends as he introduced us to everyone. We thanked him for everything. For the great room and for the dinner.

"Look boys. Whatever you want it’s on me. You hear. Whatever you all want. This is my treat," he boomed out. We said hello to Mrs. Frank and she seemed happy for Randy but a bit

overwhelmed by all the excitement and attention. I suspected she was normally a very shy person. But she seemed to have accepted the fact that her only child was gay and seemed fond of Skip.

There was a match going on as we talked and watched the crowds come into the stadium. The real draw was the finals tonight in just a little over an hour if the match going on was ended by then. Randy would also play in a doubles match tomorrow and then they would come home sometime on Friday.

We all talked and Lew tried to explain tennis to me. I knew some of the rudiments of the game and I enjoyed watching these athletes play but tennis had never been a sport I enjoyed. For some reason I could never get the hand to eye coordination down and when I was younger I had hated all the running back and forth. I also always seemed to leave my racket face open and the ball would sail out over the fence and I would spent half my time chasing down my errant balls. Now I just chased after guys balls! I chucked to myself and then thought I should try it again to see if it might be different now that I was in such great shape.

"I think that would be a good idea my man." Timmy said as he kissed my ear. "This is so exciting isn’t it?"

"Yeah this crowd is huge man. I hope it doesn’t throw Randy off his game or anything but I guess he is used to it and all. It is amazing isn’t it that little Randy could have a father like Lew who is so much bigger than life." I said looking over at Lew who was telling a joke and laughing.

Then the match going on was over and they cleaned up the courts and people found their seats and the stadium grew quiet in anticipation of the final match of the evening. Randy came out of the dressing room carrying his bag with all his stuff and extra rackets and shit and people started to cheer and yell. He looked up at our box and we all waved and cheered and he smiled and waved back.

Damn he looked good. So small and wiry and his legs were perfect tennis legs. All muscles and calf’s. He had on a white polo shirt and I could see his nipples sticking out and you could even make out his great 6 pac abs. He was so tanned and his long blond hair shown in the lights from the huge overhead lights. He was one hot mother that was for sure. I watched as he took a dark brown headband out of his bag and placed it on his head keeping his long hair out of the way. The golden curly hairs on his tanned arms and legs sparkled in the light and shone with a golden hue.

His opponent then walked out and he was the exact opposite of Randy in almost every way except that they were both in obviously great shape. I felt my stomach clench with the anticipation of the match and wishing Randy would win but having no idea who would come out on top. This guy was awesome. He was huge. Tall and bulky. Not your typical tennis player I thought to myself. Jet black hair that was cut short. Lots of curly black hairs on his arms and legs and you could make out some spilling over the open neck of his polo shirt. I wasn’t normally attracted to big guys and especially big hairy guys but this guys made my cock stir and twitch between my legs as I watched him walk on the court and turn to the crowd and hold his hands up to their applause. The span of his arms was amazing as he stretched out each arm and waved to the crowd.

"He’s so big," I exclaimed to Lew who was standing next to me.

"Yeah everyone is amazed that he can play tennis as well as he can Tom. Normally tennis players are not so bulky but Big John breaks all the rules and he is really good so I guess he can break whatever he wants. He is going to really give Randy a match. They each have won all of their matches and moved forward in the rankings. I watched him play yesterday and he is simply awesome." Lew said quietly. "But that being said I do think Randy has a slight edge. Big John is a year older and Randy is juts a tad quicker. Big John has a huge reach so he doesn’t have to run so much but Randy loves to run and you guys have really been helping with his training every morning. You probably have no idea how much that has helped his game. That and being in love."

"Have they ever played before?" Timmy asked.

"No they never have Timmy but they met last night at a gathering and seem to like each other which is highly unusual for tennis players before a big match." Lew added.

The lead umpire came out and Randy and John came to the center of the court where they shook hands, smiled at each other and then raised their hands to the crowd as they turned around so that everyone could get a good look at them. Randy seemed like a dwarf standing next to a giant. David and Goliath. And David won. Could Randy do it? I hoped so. He had worked so hard to get to this point in his career. But then I am sure Big John had worked just as hard to get to where he was as well.

That was the weird thing about sports. Both sides had legitimate reason for wanting to win but only one of the would emerge victorious tonight. My stomach was in knots as I watched them decide who would have the first serve. It went to Randy which was apparently good. John and Randy walked to their ends of the court and got down in their tennis stances for Randy’s first serve. Everyone was so quiet in the stadium.

Randy served and John hit it back and then Randy hit it back and it kept on going for what seemed to me a long time with each one running back and forth across their court to hit the ball back with Randy finally winning the point. He served and then John won a point and then they were trading points back and forth. Sweat was pouring off them like water from a faucet and they had to take breaks to wipe the water off their necks and faces and drink more water.

Randy’s hair was soaked and his shirt was soaked and his shorts were soaked. You could almost see through his shirts to his jock strap underneath. My head was going back and forth and back and forth and the crowd clapped on each point taken or given. My stomach was clenched tightly in a knot and I could see Skip was watching intently. Lew seemed OK but he was watching every move his son made as well as every move Big John made.

The thing that struck me about this match as opposed to other matches I had seen was neither player was getting mad or shouting or grimacing. They were both smiling at each other and talking to themselves as they made a point here and there. They seemed to genuinely like playing each other and testing each other tennis abilities and strategies against one another. It probably wasn’t often that they met someone like each other to play. It was kind of like Brad and Timmy when they ran or Timmy when he swam or me when I danced.

It was like watching a ballet of sorts with Randy sliding here and there and dancing around his side of the court with big John just stretching out his long arms and batting the ball back across the net to Randy. Then it was down to one shot from ether one and the other would lose. John was serving to Randy and Randy was crouched down behind his baseline ready to return whatever John tossed at him. The match had gone on and on and on for like 2 hours. I knew the players must be exhausted and ready to drop from fatigue.

Everyone held their collective breaths as John threw the ball up high in the air and then as it barely fell from the sky he swung his long arm with his racket and slammed it into the ball with such force I was amazed the ball did not explode upon impact with his racket. The ball was headed hard and fast at the speed of light almost towards the baseline corner. Randy jumped back and was ready and pounced on the ball as soon as it hit the surface of the court and started to fly up in the air. He seemed to just tap the ball with almost no effort and at that moment we all knew and Big John knew and Randy knew that he had won the match. We all watched the ball sail through the air to the opposite side of the court and hit the court just inside the line before bouncing forever out of John’s reach. He tried in vain to reach the ball but Randy had played it well and John watched the ball as it bounced away and off the court.

He immediately turned and with a big smile on his tired face he ran to the center of the court where he grabbed Randy’s hand and arm in an embrace. They talked with each other as they both smiled and walked off the court together. Randy held up John’s arm with his own and the crowd went wild with enthusiasm for both players who had tried their best. Tonight it was Randy who came out on top but they were both winners.

Lew was smiling and hugging his wife and then he hugged Skip. Timmy hugged me and then we hugged Billy-Bob. Randy looked up at his mom, dad and lover in the sky box and raised his hands and smiled at us. He reached up and took off his sweatband and tossed his wet hair in the air driving all the young groupies wild as they tried to imagine what it would be like to have sex with this incredible hunk of a man. What would they think if they knew Randy was going to spend the night with his best friends who were all men and his lover who was overweight and out of shape.

Randy went to his chair and sat down and put a towel over his head and rested for a minute and John did the same. They must be at the end of their strength I thought. Would Randy have enough energy for sex and dancing? Knowing him I suspected he would be up and ready in a very short time. We all watched and applauded while they gave out the trophies and awards for the week of tennis. Randy held his huge cup up in the air over his head and turned around and around so everyone could see it. He went over and hugged Big John and congratulated him and I thought I could sense that John was happy for Randy and his win.

Skip came up from where he was sitting and said to us, "You want to go down to the dressing room and see Randy with me? They have to do the whole TV interview stuff but by the time we get down there it should be over I hope."

"Sure let’s go man," I said. "You want to come Timmy?"

"I think I’ll stay up here with Billy-Bob. You two go and bring the winner back up and then we’ll decide what we are going to do. I am sure it will be crowded down there." Timmy said. "Besides after watching that match I am exhausted and need to eat something to get my strength back."

"Oh sure. I forgot. How stupid of me!" I laughed as I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and Skip and I headed out the door to find the stairs down to the locker rooms in the bowels of the coliseum. I snagged a few carrot and celery sticks from the buffet table on my way out. There were crowds of people all over the place and everyone seemed to be having a good time. They certainly got their moneys worth for the match they had just seen. It would go down in the record books I was sure of that. Skip seemed to know where he was going and I followed in his wake protected by his bulk. We finally found the locker room which wasn’t as crowded as I thought it might be and Skip led me over to where Randy was standing in front of a locker with only a jock strap on. God he as gorgeous and the sight of his tanned lean lithe little body in that white jock made me hard.

We jumped on him and hugged him and kissed him and told him how proud we were of him and how he played tonight.

"Yeah it was incredible but damn John can play tennis boys. He was so great out there wasn’t he?" Randy said giving his opponent his due. "look let me get a quick shower and then we can go up and see the ‘rents for a minute and then head back to the room for some fun. What do you say to that my large friend?" He said grabbing Skip in the crotch and squeezing his nuts.

"Oh yes that is going to be just what the doctor ordered," Skip said, "And Tom found out about a great club just down the street for some dancing after if you feel up to it."

"Oh yes I feel like bogeying tonight. I am flying guys. I am feeling no pain as they say. Let’s do it shall we?" he said as he reached down and quickly stripped the jock off. I just stared at him and his beautiful body as he turned and walked to the shower room. He had handed his jock to Skip who put it to his face and smelled deeply. He then handed it to me and I smelled to. Deep and rick and musky and sweaty.

"Now if that smell isn’t enough to make you hard I don’t know what is," Skip said with a laugh.

"You should keep that one for posterity man. Frame it man for your office," I said laughing back. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Big John moving around on another aisle of the locker room. He was all alone and he was heading to his locker.

"Hey Skip I’ll be right back in a sec," I said as I walked towards John. I was smiling as I walked up behind him and he turned to look at me. I reached out my hand and he shook it. Damn he had a bear paw for a hand and his completely enveloped mine. I felt so small next to this giant as I looked up into his eyes. I could feel his sexual energy and I knew at that moment that he was gay.

Damn he was big. Big and so muscular. Being so much smaller myself I had always been attracted to guys who were my own size and yet here and now a wave of primitive animal lust swept through my body from my toes to the ends of my hair. It shocked me with its intensity and left me somewhat consumed with desire to know what this man was like sexually. What was this? This sudden but irresistible attraction to someone so different than me. It was so weird. Was it the match and what had happened out there? I didn’t know. But I also sensed a sadness in John and a privacy about him and a reluctance to let me in. But he must have felt it too.

"I just wanted to let you know what a great match you played tonight. I am really good friends with Randy but I could tell you both were having so much fun out there on the court testing each other. I know you wanted to win and I am sorry for your loss but it was awesome never the less." I said still shaking hands and feeling his energy and his longing but also his reluctance to open up to me. "Oh yeah my name is Tom Peters."

"Well thanks Tom. It was a good match and Randy is an awesome tennis player. I have never played anyone quite like him before and it was a pleasure as you saw just being out there together tonight. I played my best and he played his best and well he came up on top." He said letting go of my hand.

He drew his polo shirt up and off his head and I could see his wet hairy sweaty body. It was huge and his muscles were incredible. He could have picked me up and smothered me in his grasp with no trouble at all. I was fascinated by his black hairy chest and tight hard washboard abs.

"Look man I know you don’t know me from Adam but well Randy’s dad has rented us this huge suite in the hotel next door with like this incredible pool in the living room. A few of us are going to go back there and party for a little while and have some fun and then go out dancing at this club down the street. We would love to have you join us. It’s just going to be us guys," I said.

He was leaning down to take off his shoes and socks and I saw that he had these huge feet with really large long toes. "Well thanks Tom that is so nice of you but I am not sure. My family might want me to do something with them tonight. I just don’t know. I am not much of a party person Tom and I might be a stick in the mud and wouldn’t want to bring you or your friends down or anything." he said.

"Hey man we might have some beers and sodas but nothing more and a little fun with each other if you know what I mean but that is all. We are a pretty quiet bunch overall. We just enjoy being with each other." I added smiling at him.

He lifted himself up a little off the bench and pulled his shorts off. The trapped aroma of his musky sweaty crotch hit me like a brick wall and almost knocked me over. Damn that was strong. I guess all that body hair really produced the manly smell. He was wearing a jock and I could see all his black pubes sticking out on each side of the triangle of white elastic material covering his crotch and his family jewels.

"Look Tom you seem like a nice guy and I can sense you are sincere but well shit man I don’t want to lead you on or anything. I would love to get together but well I have this little problem and usually when guys come on to me they run the other way when I do this," and with that Big John stood up and leaned over to take his jock off. He stood up and I looked at him and it was a little problem I saw. Real little. Oh shit.

In the middle of all that forest of pubic hairs a small very tiny head of a cock poked out. It was barely visible in that dense mat of sweaty hair. I had never seen a penis so small and especially on so large a man. God what a weird trick of nature to put a cock like that on a man like John.

"Yeah man it is small but hell you will find that my friends and I don’t really care about shit like that. You may have heard that before from other guys but with us it’s the truth man. Come on and find out. Room # 6506. We’ll probably be there for like an hour or so before we head out and we would really like for you to join us. No pressure man. No pressure at all." I said as truthfully as I could.

He looked at me and then looked down at his cock and then back at me, "Thanks man. I’ll see what happens. And well thanks for the invitation Tom. I appreciate it more than you can ever know."

With that he grabbed a towel and headed for the showers but not before I saw a few tears falling down his cheeks. I watched his back as he disappeared into the shower room. I walked back to Randy’s locker where I found Skip and Randy talking as he put on his clothes. Randy looked so hot with his long wet hair fresh from the shower hair and clean clothes.

"Hey man you look great!" I said as I came up to them.

"Thanks Tom. Where did you get off to?" Randy asked.

"Oh I saw Big John at the other end of the locker room and I went down to congratulate him and say hello. He seems like a really nice guy. You both played the best games of your lives and it’s it to bad in sports that only one can win on any given day," I told them.

"Yeah it is to bad and you are right about our game today. It was so awesome. I have never played better and I think John can say the same. It is amazing that we have never played each other before. I met him last night and we really hit it off," Randy said. "But you know there was something about him that I just can’t place."

"Yeah well I know what it is Randy. Did you all ever shower together this week?" I asked.

"No now that you mention it we didn’t. You know me I love to perve on everyone in a locker room and see who has what hanging between their legs but John was always at the other end and used the private showers down there. I do know he is pretty hairy from what I have seen." Randy said finishing up dressing and starting to get his shit together in his bag.

"Well he is gay boys and he is hairy and his name might be Big John but he hardly has any dick at all. I am sure he has really suffered all through his life because of it and I have never seen one so small. I mean you can barely see in for all his pubic hair. I know its stupid but we all know that most gay men are size freaks and size makes all the difference. It shouldn’t but it is reality whether we like it or not." I said.

"Damn man that is the pits," Randy said. "I knew there was something but I couldn’t place it Tom."

"Yeah it is. Can you imagine what it must have been like for him to go through high school with a tiny little dick? Jesus I can’t. I mean the girls would freak because you could never get in inside them and the guys would freak cause they want a big dick to suck and stick up their ass. Anyway I invited him up to our room and to go dancing. He seems like he wants to come but he is afraid of the reception he will get when you guys see his equipment but to be honest with you I really felt a strong attraction to him and I usually don’t like big guys like him and I really want to see what he is like when that cock of his gets stiff." I said.

"Sure that is cool. If he comes you know we will welcome him in Tom. I mean if you and Timmy could welcome a fat guy like me what is the difference with a little cock." Skip added.

"Cool. You guys are the best. I knew I could count on you. Now lets get up to your dads sky box and do what you have to do up there and then get the hell over to our room." I said putting my hands on each of their backs as we started out of the locker room. We found our way upstairs where there was a huge crowd of well wishers who fawned over Randy like the star he was. He talked with all of them and even signed some autographs for some of his groupies and I even noticed a few good looking guys checking him out from a distance as they wondered about his sexuality.

Timmy and Billy-Bob, Skip and I stood off the one side and watched the show. I told them about John and what I had learned and they were cool about my invitation to him. Finally Randy was finished and he came over and hugged Skip and gave him a kiss which was an amazing thing to do in such a public place. We all left he room waving to Lew and his wife as we made our way over to the hotel. We found our room with no problem as it was pretty late but there was lots of celebrating going on.

As we entered the room we started to just all strip off our clothes and sandals and stuff as we made our way over to the pool. Skip turned on the jets of warm water and Randy and Billy-Bob found some beers in the refrigerator. "Damn guys I wish I didn’t have a doubles match tomorrow. It’s sort of stupid to have it after the big match but that is the way its done." Randy said as he walked over to the pool and stepping in. His cock was so lovely and he was so hot looking. "But I am not letting that get in the way of our celebration tonight."

He stood in the water and let us look at him. He said "Hey Billy-Bob and Skip how about you both slide over here and get this thing hard for me and then I want to fuck Skips sweet ass and get my rocks off"

"Sounds like a plan," Billy-Bob said in his twangy accent as he got up and slid over to one side of Randy while Skip took the other. They took their hands and ran them up and down his legs and thighs making Randy buck his hips and groan with pleasure. Timmy and I leaned back against the side of the pool and watched as his cock danced its way to it full length of 7 seven beautiful inches. Shit even I was a size freak I guessed as I watched the show.

I thought about how much we as gay men liked big cocks and what that meant to all those men who had less than average equipment hanging between their legs. The rest of us fucked with their lives by the way we acted about dick size. How could we change that perception? Could we change it? Did we want to change it? After all it was a beautiful sight and no one could deny that. Even John would say it.

Skip and Billy-Bob were licking Randy’s hard cock and squeezing his balls as they continued to massage his legs. "Damn boys that feels good. I think you have this thing primed and ready to play. Can someone get me a rubber PLEASE!?" He said at last as he let loose a loud and sensual moan.

Skip found a rubber and quickly had the thing unrolled on his lovers erect dick. He turned around as Randy sat down on this ledge that ran around the side of the pool. Billy-Bob and Randy guided Skip as he squatted and then sat down on Randy’s hard cock taking the whole thing up his ass. I loved the look on Skips face and both Timmy and I smiled and giggled at his look of pure sexual pleasure. I reached over and felt Timmy’s cock which was hard and he reached over held mine which was equal to his. Randy stretched out his arms to grasp Skip around the waist and massage those rolls of fat which were going down by the week. He was wasting away. A shadow of his former self but he was still a large guy and he still had rolls of fat.

Randy was thrusting his hips up as Skip used his legs to ride up and down on his lovers cock. Billy-Bob was standing to the side sliding his hand up and down over his hard cock as he watched Skip and Randy fuck. "Hey man see if you can suck Billy-Bob while you just ride me slow and easy," Randy whispered to Skip.

Billy-Bob positioned himself in front of Skip who eagerly took that delicious piece of man meat into his waiting mouth and started to suck on it while he massaged Billy-Bobs ball sac. It didn’t take Randy long before he was thrusting and grunting faster and faster as his cock slid in and out of Skips hole over and over again.

"Oh sweet Jesus I am going to shoot my load. Oh hot damn this is good. Oh shit YES! Oh shit YES!" Randy called out loudly as his load was buried deep inside Skips butt. They stopped their wild ride as Skip started to suck in earnest on Billy-Bob’s cock. We had a view of Billy-Bobs tightly clenched butt checks and they were delightful to watch.

"Here it cums Skip my man. Get ready for it. Some Army jizz just for a civilian." Billy-Bob said as he shot his load deep into Skips throat. When he was finished he pulled out and stood there panting.

"Damn that tasted good tonight Billy-Bob. So sweet and creamy," Skip said as he licked his lips and turned around so that he and Randy could kiss and exchange some of Billy-Bobs jizz in each other mouths.

Just then I heard a light knock on the door and I knew it must be John. Everyone stopped and looked at the door. I said, "OK guys this is probably John. Just be yourselves and everything is going to be great. We’ll get his rocks off and then me and Timmy and Skip..."

"Um... sorry guys.... I like already lost mine in the pool. I know its gross but I couldn’t help it," Skip said blushing red and looking like he was about ready to cry.

"Hey big guy not to worry. It’s just jizz," Timmy said as I stood up. My cock was hard and swinging back and forth as I grabbed a towel and dried off some of the water on my way to the door. I heard another soft knock as I reached the door and looked out the spy hole and saw Big John blocking out the light. I opened the door and stood back letting him see me naked with a 1/3 hard on and holding a towel to the side.

His eyes of course went immediately to my crotch and then back up to my face and eyes. "You sure this is OK?" he said. It looked like he was on the verge of tears which was hard to imagine a huge guy like John ever crying.

I reached out my hand and grabbed his arm and pulled him inside the door which I closed behind him. "Hey man it is all cool. Everyone is waiting for you and they are all excited about getting you off. Shit after that match you played tonight I am sure your nuts are busting. We are all your friends man and we really want to see your cock," I said leaning up and standing on my tip toes to give him a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Can I get you a beer or something else?" I said as we walked into the room. He looked around and saw everyone in the pool looking our way and I thought he might bolt and make a run for it. He was shivering and his body was shaking. I softly held his arm and said, "John it’s OK man. We are all your friends here."

He looked at me and smiled a weak smile and said, "No beer but thanks. Maybe later. It has been so long since I have been with another man. I was beginning to think it would never happen again Tom. I am so nervous but I guess you can tell that can’t you?"

"Yeah it’s pretty evident. Come on lets get this shirt off," I said as I helped him lift off his polo shirt exposing his huge barrel chest full of hair. I ran my hands through his chest hair and squeezed each nipple and then down across his flat hard washboard abs until I got to the buckle on his pants which I undid quickly before he changed his mind. "Kick off your shoes man," I said softly. Everyone was watching as I undressed this huge bear of a man who was still trembling and on the verge of tears. "You know it’s OK to cry John. Timmy and I cry at the drop of a hat. They call us the cry baby boys around home."

"Thanks Tom. I’ve pushed my true feelings so far down inside me that it is so hard for me man. I can’t even believe I am really here with you guys," he said looking down and watching my fingers as they unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor. He stepped out of each leg and then I pushed his boxers down and he stepped out of them. God his legs were as big around as Timmy’s waist. He was a monster of a man. And there it was his little bitty cock head poking out of the deep forest of dark black pubic hairs.

"Come on it’s time for show and tell," I said as I led John over to the edge of the pool. Every eye was focused on his crotch and the tiny little cock. "This is Timmy and he and I are partners and you know Randy and this is his lover Skip and our good friend Billy-Bob," I said introducing everyone. Each person raised their hands as I made the introductions and said hey to John.

I reached out and took his little cock in my fingers and rubbed it and squeezed it. John let out a loud intake of breath as I felt that little piece of flesh. It was smaller than I had even imagined. Maybe 1 inch but even that might be wrong and his balls were like I small pecan. But he obviously felt inside just like any man felt when someone touched their cock and he groaned with pleasure as I rubbed and stroked that tiny little cock. It was hard but you couldn’t really tell much difference. Maybe 1 inch or an inch an a half at best.

"OK John let’s get it all out in the open. Come on and sit down on the edge of the pool and let everyone have a chance and you tell us about yourself and what it is like to grow up with this little cock. Remember we are your friends and we don’t care how big it is." I said.

"Yeah John look at me. I am fat and have rolls of flabby fat and still these guys like me and this guy loves me," Skip said running his hand over Randy’s shoulder. "I never ever thought that could happen to me in my life time."

John and I stepped down into the pool and he sat on the edge and spread his legs as wide as possible Timmy was the first to come over and explore his crotch. "Oh shit that feels so good. I really had given up on ever being with a man. Shit well my name is John Masters and they call me big John ‘cause I am so big. I guess that is pretty obvious. When I was younger and before puberty I never thought a thing about the size of my dick ‘cause well everyone was little and I just thought I was like everyone else. No one ever said anything and my parents never saw me naked so well it wasn’t until I noticed that everyone else in my class was growing and I was staying the same that I began to worry a little."

Timmy let Billy-Bob try his hand at that little cock, "It’s cute man. I like it." He said as he leaned down and kissed it and took it in his mouth. John put his hands on Billy-Bobs back and rubbed them over his smooth tight skin as he leaned back a little and groaned loudly while Billy-Bob eagerly worked him over. Billy-Bob sat back in the water and smiled at John. "Big John that is a cute piece of meat man. Yeah its small but it feels real nice in between my lips and that’s no shit. Come on Randy have a go and see what you think."

Randy swam over and started to touch John and slide his hands over his big thighs and up and down his hair chest. "Damn man you are such a bear. What a freak! Love it dude. Really love it!" he buried his head in between John’s big hairy thighs and worked on his cock like a baby calf on his mamas nipple.

"So continue your story John," Timmy said encouragingly.

"Well my doctor said, ‘Oh you are just immature. Your penis will catch up to the rest of your body. Don’t worry etc.’ but I think he was worried but he had no idea why I was so small. I still remember like it was yesterday the first girl I tried to have sex with. I wasn’t really sure what to do but when it came time to fuck well you can just imagine what happened when I tried to put this thing in between her legs. It just isn’t possible to thrust without falling out completely and then well it was a mess and I never tried it again. I was so embarrassed I thought about killing myself. I was sure she told all the girls and I was sure they were all talking about me. If any of them even looked at me funny in the hallways I would turn red and run and hide out in the boys bathroom. Shit I remember hiding out for the longest time. It was not a great time in my life I can tell you that."

Randy moved out of the way and Skip stood in front of John with his hard 8 inch cock sticking out straight ahead of him right in John’s face. "Go ahead man. Stroke me and then run your hands over my belly and feel my fat. Oh yeah that’s good man. Feel those low hanging balls too! Yeah that’s is awesome man. Oh yes that is soooo good man. Damn your hands are incredible." John was running his big hands all over Skip’s body and especially over his cock and balls.

"Can I kiss it?" John said tentatively.

"Oh yeah. Kiss it as much as you want and swallow it too while you’re at it my fine hairy friend!" Skip said suggestively s he wiggled his hips and made his flab bounce up and down. We all watched as John sucked on Skip’s cock and kissed his balls and shaft. It was like watching a hungry guy at a feast.

"Wow. You are amazing Skip." He said as Skip sat down in the water to work on John in return.

John leaned back his head and just enjoyed the sensations of another guy kissing his cock and we watched and let him revel in the sensual feelings he was experiencing. After a few minutes of Skips pleasure he raised back up and looked at us. "You probably think I am pathetic don’t you?"

"Hardly John. Shit none of us are perfect. Come on man loosen up. We’re friends. Tell us the rest of your story," Timmy said.

"Well at that point I mean I had never thought about sex with another guy but I guess I started to think about cocks and my cock and I started to watch and notice everyone around me and I knew I could never have sex with a woman so well I was draw to men I guess. Ever since I noticed for sure I wasn’t developing I made sure no one ever saw me completely naked in the locker room. I found so many ways to hide myself by holding a towel, wearing a jock, turning away, waiting until everyone else had finished. There are lots of ways and I tried them all but everyone knew just the same. Guys always know who is big and who is small." John continued as he rubbed Skips head urging him on with the job he was doing in his crotch.

"Anyway I tired it with a few guys I met but each time it was just another disaster after another. They all laughed at my cock or I could see their laughter in their faces no matter how hard they tried to hide it. All of them were disappointed in me and the size of my prick. Shit some of them couldn’t even get it up after taking a look at this little guy. It was horrible. Shit it was worse than horrible. The urge to kill myself was even stronger after being rejected by guys than I felt when the girls rejected me. I am so lucky to be alive I guess after that but I did give a few blow jobs and...but.... well.... I wanted more but I knew I wasn’t going to get it. It just wasn’t in the cards. It seems it is all about size isn’t it?" he said with pleading in his voice and tears coming out of his eyes.

"Hey man none of us are going to lie to you John. Size does matter but there are lots of others things as well. Listen to what Skip said and Tom here wanted to kill himself plenty of times as well." Timmy said as he ran his hand over John’s hairy chest and took Skips place at his niplle like prick.

"But you see the difference is that Tom can and did change the way he looked and Skip can lose weight if he chooses to but well I am stuck with this cock forever. I can’t change it and I can’t make it bigger. I have even been to some plastic surgeons but they have all advised against it." John said wiping a few tears away. "But well at some point I knew it wasn’t going to grow and for some reason I started to play tennis and I found out that was good at it. In fact I was GREAT. And I found that if I imagined that my opponent was laughing at the size of my dick I played even harder and I channeled those feelings of inadequacy I was feeling into destroying each and every guy who got on the opposite side of the court. I never lost a single match that is until I met you tonight Randy." John continued.

"Oh shit that feels so good Timmy. Oh yes please man rub it man. Rub it hard. Ohhhhhh God it feels so good. Here it cums. Don’t lose it man. Oh yes hold it with your lips man. Oh shit yes!" John held Timmy head firmly in his crotch and I saw his abs muscles flex and his hips thrust upwards as Timmy took his load down his throat. He was crying full force now as he came and came and came and Timmy never let his cock slip out of his mouth. Finally he was done and he relaxed and Timmy sat back in the pool with a smile on his face and creamy cum spilling out between his lips. John wiped some of the tears form his face but from the looks on his face they were tears of joy and not tears of pain.

"Fuck me man. You might have a small cock but you can shoot a big damn load. It was so sweet man. It was so cool holding it in my mouth. Like a marble or a little button. As my mom would say your cock is cute a button. Shit man we all know its small but be proud of it." Timmy said with lots of affection in his voice as he rubbed his fingers over the tip making John wince again..

"You really liked it?" John said incredulously.

"Hell yeah I liked it!" Timmy replied, "And anyone here can tell you I don’t lie."

"Well that was the first time I have ever cum with another person. Thanks Timmy," John said as he reached down and just pulled Timmy up with no effort and kissed him full on the mouth. He leaned back his head and yelled, "Thank you! Thank You! Thank You!"

"Well you are most welcome. So come on now tell us about last night when you met Randy and finish your story," Timmy said with a laugh and a huge grin on his face.

"Well when Randy and I shook hands last night and started to talk I knew he was different somehow. I had no idea you were gay but something was different and I knew I could never imagine you laughing at me. It changed my game. I am not saying that as an excuse for losing today because shit we both played the games of our lives but it was different. I was different. Thanks for that. Thanks to all of you. I think you might have changed my life. Oh shit I know you all just changed my life. From this day on I am never going to be ashamed to walk around the locker room naked any more. Those days are in the past. Where did you say you were going to school?" John said.

"All of us go to Carolina man. How about you see about a transfer? If you are as good as I know you are the coach would love to have you on the team. He would be stupid not to. Tom has a buddy in admissions and the coach likes me. I am going to be a transfer as well and Skip bought a house and we are all going to live there and shit it could be just the thing you need man to change your life. Hanging around Tom and Timmy will definitely change your life let me tell you," Randy said standing up and animatedly tossing his arms around. "OK guys let’s get this show on the road. If we are going dancing then John you choose either Tom or Timmy and suck them off while Billy-Bob takes the other. Come on lets get cracking guys. Times a wasting and I feel like shaking some of this prime grade A bootie of mine," Randy said clapping his hands together and slapping his butt.

John looked at me and slid down in to the water and I opened up my legs to expose my hard waiting cock which was so ready to shoot. It was so freaking tender and I knew I wouldn’t last long. My balls just ached with cum. John came forward and reached out the fingertips of one of his hand towards my cock. "Just be ready man. It’s going to blow any second. I’ll try and hold off as long as I can." I said trying to warn John.

I felt his fingers tips graze the surface of my shaft and his touch sent shivers up and down my whole body. I arched my back and let the sensations of this huge mans touch send me into shivers of ecstacy throughout my whole body was shivering with his touch and them he just grasped my entire shaft in his hand like it was nothing and began to slowly ever so slowly jerk it up and down while he squeezed it. I felt him licking my ball sac and taking the entire thing into his wide open mouth. he twisted them around the inside of his warm wet mouth causing me to groan and gasp out loud with the pleasurable feelings he was giving me.

"Oh fuck John that is good. Squeeze my nuts with your lips man. Oh shit yeah. Oh fuck Timmy you should feel this guys hand. Oh fuck it is awesome. God he can grip a cock like it’s a tennis racket. Oh shit yeah!" I thrust my hips up pushing my cock up in the air. "SUCK IT JOHN! HOLY FUCK! SUCK MY COCK!" I yelled.

My hard shaft slipped down his waiting throat and hit the back of his throat causing me to scream out loud as my sensitive head rubbed against the back of his throat. I felt myself letting go and knew my orgasm was exploding at this very minute and that my stream of white molten jizz was at this very moment making its journey to the outside world. It was streaking along at the speed of light and I moaned and screamed as it erupted into John’s waiting mouth while he continued to squeeze my shaft tighty as he jerked me into his mouth. Oh damn this was good. Such release. It was unbelievable. I opened my eyes to see John backing off my cock and milking the last few drops out of the tip. He licked them up touching the end of my cock with his tongue causing me to groan again with pleasure.

I grabbed his head in between my hands and kissed him on the lips tasting my own man juices which he held in his mouth. His tongue was huge and filled my mouth as he explored every inch.

"Damn man you might not have had any practice but you are a born cock sucker," I said to John who was smiling from ear to ear.

"You aren’t kidding me are you?" he said. I shook my head and looked over at Timmy and Billy-Bob.

"Come over here John. I have just been keeping Timmy warmed up for you. That was hot man. Shit I can’t wait to have you wrap that hand around my cock," Billy-Bob said as he moved out of the way and let John slide over to grab Timmy’s waiting cock. He grabbed it and Timmy’s cock which ordinarily seemed pretty big disappeared inside that huge bear grip and Timmy laid back on the floor and arched his back as high as it would go clenching every muscles in his gorgeous body. His eyes closed as he felt all the pleasurable feelings of having someone jerk you off course throughout his body. He was moaning as he enjoyed John as much as I had. Damn we had invited a new friend into our world here tonight.

It was so hot watching John suck and jerk on my partners swollen dick. All of us were fascinated as we looked at the sexy scene unfolding before us. John swallowed Timmy’s entire 7 inch shaft in one huge gulp and then Timmy let out a yelp as his cock slid down John’s open throat and hit the hard skin at the back. I knew from personal experience just how that felt and I could see from the look on Timmy’s face that he was on his way to paradise as his whole body thrust about 2 feet off the floor and I knew he had shot his load. It was to much to take and he moaning and thrusting as he came and came and came. John just took it all not missing a drop of that sweet sweet man juice Timmy was sharing with him.

"Oh shit man that was good. I needed to cum all day long. Damn Tom you are right about John’s hands. They are so huge and so freaking awesome the way they gripped my cock." Timmy was breathing hard and his rib cage was heaving up and down as he reveled in the feelings of ecstasy John had just given to him. He then sat up and leaned down to give John a kiss on the lips.

John was smiling from ear to ear as he stood up towering over us all with his huge hairy body. He started to beat his hands on his chest and in a low voice so as not to rouse the entire hotel he made an imitation Tarzan call and then said, "Thank you all. You will never know what this evening has meant to me." He turned towards me and said, " Tom thank you so much for coming over and talking with me in the locker room. I apologize for almost blowing you off and am so glad I didn’t. In my heart I just felt you were so true and pure and even though I wanted to stay away I just couldn’t."

I reached out my hand and we shook hands and then I helped him up and out of the pool, "So anyone up for some dancing? I feel hot and I feel like shaking my butt." I started to shake my butt and soon everyone was laughing and giggling and shaking their butts and dancing around the room as we found our clothes and began to get dressed.

Before long we were all dressed and had visited the bathrooms to relive our bladders and helped each other get ready for our night on the town. It was late but not too late as we made our way out of the room to the elevators for the swift stomach lurching ride down to the lobby. We all crammed in the elevator even our big giant teddy bear and were laughing and cutting up the whole way down. It was fun and we were in high spirits as we came out of the elevator and walked across the lobby towards the doors to the street.

Charles was walking in the outside door carrying some bags as we were leaving. He smiled at us and said, "Gentleman. Gentleman. Good evening. I must say Master Randy and Master John you all are the talk of the town tonight. What a match. Everyone is saying it was some of the best tennis they have ever seen. Now where are you off to at this hour if I may enquire?"

I replied with a wicked grin, "Well Charles we were off to try that dance club you recommended. I hope it is as hot as you said it was because we are ready for some action this morning."

"Well master Tom if you don’t find it to your satisfaction you come and find me and I will make it good and refund any money you have to spend. I know this town and I know you are going to love it," Charles said as he continued across the lobby with the bags to help his new guest check in.

We went outside in the humid summer air of the big city and found James and Sam still at work helping folks out of their cars and with their luggage. We waved and said hello and high fived with them. They congratulated John and Randy on their match and then we made our way down the street following Charles expert directions. Before long we were there and we could hear the base thumping out on the street. There were people milling around on the street outside the club and every time the door opened the sound boomed out on to the street. We all went inside and up to the bouncer who looked us up and down and then said, "You the friends of Charles from up at the Navahoe?"

I said, "Yes sir we are."

"Well come on in. He vouched for you and said this big guy here and this little guy here are some big tennis starts or something. I am not really into the whole tennis thing but if you are friends of Charles then you are friends of mine. Welcome to The Magic Man where all your fantasies can come true. My name is Curt and you need anything just ask for me. OK? Here let me stamp your hands," he said as he stamped each of our hands and we walked down a narrow corridor towards the center of the cub. The music got louder as we approached the end of the corridor and as we entered we were bombarded with the lights and sounds and smells of a great dance club. I was feeling the energy already and my body was jerking and twitching to the beat of the music.

"Oh shit this place is awesome guys," I stripped off my shirt and handed it to Skip and said, "Would your mind finding us a table man and leaving my shirt there? Order me a water please. Thanks man. Love you," I said as I almost ran into the mass of dancing and writhing bodies. I was in a hurry to get out there and boogie. Girls, guys, gay and straight were all gyrating and dancing to some great music. I just jumped right into the crowd and started to dance. Timmy joined me in a minute and he had removed his shirt. We rubbed our naked torsos against each other as we danced. The people around us noticed and watched and smiled as they saw just how good we were together.

Randy joined us and I saw a few people as they recognized him. I looked around and saw Skip and John and Billy-Bob at a table that had opened up next to the dance floor. I motioned for them to come on out and even Skip joined Billy-Bob and John. We must have been dancing for about 20 minutes when I reached out and helped John take off his shirt revealing his huge hairy barrel chest to everyone in the room. He was a giant among this crowd and towered above everyone else and for a big guy he was a pretty good dancer as well.

It was so much fun to move again and to be the best at something. I was loving it and I was enjoying the envy of those around us. Some of the others tried to join our group and they were welcome. I just wanted to dance and dance and dance.

We finally took a break and walked back to our table where our waitress had brought us some towels. "This first round is compliments of Curt. He thought you might need them the way you all are tearing up the dance floor." She leaned over to talk in my ear or rather shout, "My name is Linda and whatever you need let me know. OK?"

"Thanks Linda. Here is something for all your trouble and because we aren’t huge drinkers we don’t want to take your tips away." I said as I gave her $50. She looked at it and smiled a big waitress smile and said. "WOW Thanks man. You just made my night. You’re all right. Curt said Charles up at the hotel was taking care of the rest of your drinks tonight. Fucking-A man."

She walked away and John, Billy-Bob and Randy tipped their beers while Timmy drank his Coke and I had my water and Skip had a cranberry juice with sprite and a lime.

"Oh my God Tom you are a hell of a dancer. Damn I like to just watch you move. You are so fluid out there on the floor," John said in a loud voice.

"Thanks for the compliment. Its something I really love man and I am thankful I am good at it." I said modestly but also enjoying the praise from someone like Big John. "Skip it’s good to see you jump and shake man but if I were you I would take that shirt off and let the world see what a true big man looks like. Don’t be afraid to give them a show."

Skip looked at me and then took off his shirt, "OK I will. I can’t believe it but I will. I never thought I could do this but around you Tom anything is possible." Then Billy-Bob and Randy took off their shirts so we were all half naked and ready for another round of dancing. Just then I looked across the room towards the bar on the other side. I saw Linda our waitress at the bar and then I saw Mark our waiter come around the corner from the restrooms. He was looking so tall and so fine. Pure ebony. Shiny black skin and beautiful face and smile.

"Hey guys look who came. It’s Mark. I’ll meet you all out there on the floor," I said as I jumped up and almost ran across the dance floor to where Mark was standing with his back to me. The noise level was not quite so loud over here and I walked up behind him and stood on my tip toes and whispered in his ear, "So what brings a gorgeous guy like you into a place like this? Looking for a little action maybe?"

He turned around and smiled when he saw it was me, "Why I just might be. This place is pretty cool. I am surprised I have never been here but then my partner hated places like this so we never went out. I only did what he wanted me to."

"And where is he now? I noticed you are wearing a ring." I said.

"Yeah well its only been 3 months since he walked out on me and I am still hurting Tom. We were together for 6 years and I thought we had something real going on you know. He was older and a doctor and then he up and said it wasn’t working for him and dumped me and moved out to San Diego to live with another doctor. Shit I gave up my live for that man. I used to wait on him hand and foot and was afraid to do anything he might not like. I guess you could say he was a control freak and I was his personal slave. He broke my heart man and I am not sure I am ready to get back into the field just yet."

"Well you know my sainted mother always said, ‘No time like the present son!’" I said in my best imitation of an Irish brogue. "And besides you have never been with a white boy have you and I know we scare the hell out of you black men with the reputation about the size of our cocks and all," I said with a straight face. Mark looked at me and then broke into a huge smile. I continued, "Hey I just want to dance with you man and my crew wants you to join us and see how you can move those long legs of yours."

He looked at me incredulously at what I had just said and then he leaned back his head and laughed out loud, "Oh you are one funny white dude aren’t you? Shit it feels good to laugh again. Come on white boy lets dance and see what you think you can do with that butt of yours."

"Sure thing black boy but you need to take this shirt off first so we can see what you have underneath," I said as I reached out and began to unbutton the white waiters shirt he was still wearing. Oh shit his skin was so perfect and so hard and taut as I unbuttoned his shirt exposing his hard flat chest and 8 pack abs to my view. I pulled on his shirt tails freeing them from the waistband of his long black waiter pants and then helped him off with his shirt exposing his long arms and bulging arm muscles to my view.

"Oh shit man you are so freaking hot. You must work out. Damn you make my legs turn to jelly just looking at you," I said as I ran my fingers across his chest and down across his abs a making him quiver and twitch.

"So you like dark meat do you?" he said between a moan or two.

I laughed loudly, "Man I like it all. White or dark, red, black, purple or white. Old or young, But not to young mind you. Legal age and all. Fat or thin. Smooth or hairy. Shit man if it has a cock I am there. My boyfriend over there Timmy Hamilton has never had the pleasure of sucking on a black cock and I am sure he would love to have a chance at whatever you have hiding here between these tall legs of yours," I said running my hands over the material of his pants covering his crotch making him gasp loudly. Some of the people standing by the bar and even the bartender looked over at us at his gasp.

"OK. OK I think its time I came out of retirement Tom. Come on let’s boogie down and see what you got," he said as he tucked his shirt into his waist band and took my hand and led me out on the dance floor to join our group. We came up to the group and everyone said hey to him.

"Oh by the way my name is Mark Washington. I know its so stereotypical for a black man’s last name but it is what it is." he said.

We all started in dancing close and personal and rubbing up against each other in a sensually suggestive way. Timmy joined us and soon our whole group was there. We were touching each other and dancing and it was so freaking hot.

Mark was good but I was better. You could tell he was a dance and theater major and he and I were the best on the floor. Better than Timmy and better than anyone that night and the whole room knew it and we were the stars as we did one dance routine after the other for the delight of the crowd and for our mutual satisfaction. It was like the tennis match tonight between Randy and John. They both were the best and they both enjoyed being with the other and playing the best there was.

We took another break and made our way to the table. I drank down a full bottle of water and wiped the sweat off with the fresh towels Linda had provided. She brought some more drinks for everyone.

"I got to pee. I’ll be right back," I said to the table. Timmy why don’t you and Mark exchange a little tongue? Mark said he has never tasted the delight of a white mans tongue and man Timmy is one of the best kissers in the whole entire world. I can personally vouch for that!"

"He’s right," Timmy said. "It’s a gift what can I say!" Mark and Timmy slid closer together on the cushioned seat and started to lock lips as I walked away. Randy and Skip were drinking their drinks and talking with John and Billy-Bob.

I walked to the bathroom behind the bar and stood in front of the urinal letting my bladder empty itself. There were a few guys in and out of the bathroom but no one seemed to catch my eye. I zipped up and washed my hands and then left the room to head back to our table and some more dancing. My body was tingling with the pleasure of exercise and my mind was flying with knowledge that I was the best dancer on the floor tonight. That felt so good to be at the center of attention and know that others were looking at me envious of my abilities.

As I walked by the bar the bartender leaned over and said, "hey man can I ask you a question?"

I looked over at him and then walked to the bar. "Sure what’s on your mind man? I have to tell you this place is so great and the music is bumping." I said holding out my hand to shake his. His grip was firm and he was not half bad looking but not really my type. He looked to be about 50 or so and I wondered if he was the owner. "My name is Tom Peters."

"This may seem like a strange question man but the dance club scene is a pretty small world. Have you ever danced at The Misty Mountain over in Beaver Damn and at the Frogg Pond in Dewey Beach?" he said.

"Well yeah why do you ask?" I replied.

"Well let’s see Jay and Steve who own the Misty Mountain and Steve and Phil who own the Frogg Pond are all friends of mine and they were telling me about this guy who could really dance and brought in a ton of business while he and his partner were staying in Dewey. From his description I just thought you and your friend might be those guys and well my bar is doing better than normal tonight. Oh yeah my name is Terry and I own this place or me and Jamie over there own it together I should say." he said.

"Well you found me out man. Yeah Timmy and I are the guys. We love to dance and were here in town to see the tennis finals over at the coliseum. Our friend Randy won it all and the big guy with us was the guy he beat tonight. They are both awesome and played an incredible match and now we are just working off some excess energy before heading back to our room for some fun and games before hitting the sack." I said.

"Well cool man. I understand from Curt on the door that Charles over at the Navaho has taken care of your bill tonight so there is not much I can do except say you are always welcome here free of charge and thanks for coming tonight," Terry said.

"Thanks man that is nice. We appreciate it and we’ll probably be back now that we know where it is," I said as I walked away feeling about ten feet tall. I made my way to the table and told everyone about the owner recognizing Timmy and me. They were all suitably impressed. It was fun to be recognized.

"Come on the dance floor is waiting for us," I said holding my arms up as everyone started to jump up to join me. "So man how was your first taste of chocolate?" I said to Timmy as I gave him a quick kiss and ran my hand across his nipples making them twitch.

He blushed and said, "Tom come on now. I can’t believe you said that!"

"Hey man I am just asking. Tell all both of you," I said looking at both Mark and Timmy.

"Well it was actually pretty good. Just another guy but...well...I have to say I would like some more if Mark is willing," Timmy said still blushing. I guess he was embarrassed with my trash talk that I had learned hanging around the theater and the bar in Chapel Hill.

"I can’t believe this is happening. And yeah Timmy here is a great kisser in fact I would go so far as to say he is a terrific kisser and oh shit yes I’ll go back with you tonight. I have to admit I am intrigued by you white boys. My partner was a rabid racist and never wanted us to have anything to do with white people. He told me what to do and I guess because of my insecurity I let him. Damn that was so stupid wasn’t it to let another person control my thoughts and actions. But growing up I never really had any contact with whites. It really wasn’t on purpose or anything and my folks weren’t that way. It was just that whites were never part of my world and it wasn’t until college that I had really ever met one to talk with and now working at the Navaho I meet them all the time." Mark said.

"All right enough of this talk guys. Let’s dance for another hour and then get back to the hotel. Is that OK with everyone?" I asked. Everyone nodded and we all went back out on the dance floor and were soon sweating and gyrating to the music. My hands were all over Mark and Timmy’s bodies as we danced and occasionally I would shift my attention to Billy-Bob, Randy, John and Skip as we all danced and clowned around together.

Finally it was time to go and my body said it was tired and ready for some hot action in bed with my friends. I walked over to the bar and shook hands with Terry and Jamie and told them to say hi to both Steve’s, Jay and Phil when they talked to them the next time. We put our shirts back on and headed towards the door stopping to say goodbye or slap hands as we left the last

diehard dancers in The Magic Man. What a night it had been and it wasn’t over quite yet.

Curt was still on the door and we said good night to him as we made our way up the street towards the hotel. It felt good to walk in the almost deserted streets of downtown Richmond. The air was hot and humid and I knew the hotel would be cold when we walked inside. We talked and fooled around as we walked together. It was so good to be in a group of men who all loved each other as men. Life just didn’t get any better than this I thought to myself as I stretched out both my arms one around Timmy’s waist on my right and one around Mark’s waist on my left.

"So man is there going to be any problems for you going to our room? I mean as an employee and all we don’t want to get you in any kind of trouble," I said.

"Yeah you are right. I had better go in the employee entrance and then come up to your room. I have the number from your dinner check. Won’t take me but a minute," Mark said breaking away from us and going down the side alley to the employee entrance. The rest of us walked inside together. Sam was not around but James welcomed us back and asked how our evening was.

We told him it was fine and that if we didn’t get a chance to see Charles the next day would he thank him for us. He assured us that he would and wished us a good night as he tipped his big hat. We got in the elevator and Skip pushed the button for our floor.

"So John what are your plans for the rest of the day," I asked.

"Well Randy and Skip offered me their bed this morning so I think I will take them up on their offer. My folks will probably be freaked that I didn’t spend the night in my room but they’ll have to get over it. I am a grown man in most ways I guess," John said with a smile as he grabbed his crotch. It was good to see him be able to joke about his little cock with us.

"John says he wants a piece of this up his asshole," Skip said as the elevator came to a stop and the doors quietly slid open and he grabbed his crotch.

We walked down the hallway and met Mark coming from the other end where the service elevator was. Skip opened our door with his card key and we walked inside.

"Hey everyone why don’t we plan of a big room service breakfast together around 10 AM?" Randy said, "Then you guys can get on the road and I have my doubles match in the afternoon and you have one as well don’t you John?"

"Yeah that sounds great. Thanks again Tom for breaking through my shell. I’ll always be in your debt you know," John said as he bent down to give me a goodnight kiss and then Timmy, Billy-Bob and Mark. Everyone else kissed and then Randy, Skip and John went into their bedroom.

"Um guys I don’t really want to sleep by myself in that big old room and well....um.... well I have never been with a black guy before and damn I wouldn’t mind eating a piece of your chocolate dick if you will let me." Billy-Bob said with a grin and in his most severe redneck drawl."Sort of like a tootsie roll pop without the hard candy shell."

"Shit looks like it’s going to be a chocolate feast tonight and I am on the menu," Mark said with a big grin on his handsome back face.

We shed our clothes and shoes in a flash and we all standing in front of the bed naked as the day we were born running our eyes up and down each others bodies feasting on the meal before us. White and dark chocolate.

Mark was awesome looking. Tall and thin and in perfect shape. Maybe a little on the thin side and you could see his ribs but his tight hard abs and chest were magnificent. Absolutely no body hair anywhere on that smooth dark chocolate skin which shone in the dim light from the beside tables. His arms were muscled and he had nicely pronounced veins running up and down their long length.

I heard Timmy whistle and a sharp intake of his breath as he looked at Mark and studied his gorgeous body. "damn man you are so freaking fine. Lord I am getting hot just looking at you." Timmy’s cock was twitching and growing as it danced the dance of love and mine was already hard and sticking straight out. Billy-Bob was about half hard and getting harder by the second and well Mark was as Timmy said looking fine.

He had tight little black pubic hairs in a small triangle right above his cock which was one of the best looking dicks I had ever had the privilege to see. It curved slightly down. It had been about 6 inches long soft but was not growing to its full erect length of about 9 inches long and about a hands grip around. The head was large and a deep reddish purple in color and the skin of his shaft was criss crossed with veins running up and down its length. His balls were tight and a darker black than the rest of his skin. the picture was completed with a pair of long legs and tight hard thighs completely devoid of any visible hair.

"Lift up your arms man and make a muscle please. Give us a little show if you will and let us just enjoy the view. Damn you are fine," I said.

Mark smiled at the compliments and then lifted his arms and made a muscle in each arm which bulged and popped as he contracted. He clenched his butt muscles and turned around for us to gaze opened mouth at his beauty. He had some more tight little curly hairs in his pits.

"Damn this feels good to show off to an appreciative audience guys. My partner never thought I was good looking enough for him. I was always training and trying to be better looking but he was very spare with the compliments. I guess he kept me on his hook that way and always was in control of me. Mentally I was his slave and he was my master and you know it SUCKED!"

Timmy walked forward and traced his finger tips across his pit hairs. Billy-Bob joined him on the other pit and together they traced their fingers all over his chest and around his tiny little nipples and then on down across his tight hard abs to his pubes and then on to that gorgeous piece of black chocolate man meat. Mark groaned loudly as they lightly brushed his cock and balls making it twitch.

"Oh damn that feels good. It has been so long since I let a man touch my cock." he looked down at their lily white hands touching his dark black penis. "Oh shit yeah. Look at your hands and your cocks. They are so fucking beautiful guys. I never imagined a white guy could be so good looking. I am not really sure what I thought you would look like but damn you are hot! Oh fuck this is good."

"Come on and lay down on the bed and let us see what we can do to get you off," I suggested.

Mark shuffled backwards and then lay back on the bed with his hard cock sticking up begging for some attention. Timmy sat on one side and Billy-Bob on the other and I kneeled in between his legs. We ran our fingers up and down his legs and over his body making Mark groan and cry out with pleasure at our every touch.

I leaned down and started to kiss his tight hard ball sac causing more moaning and groaning from the other end of the bed. I ran my fingers over those balls and then down under them to the sweet spot which I pushed and massaged as my fingers made their way further down his hairless crack. I spread his legs wider and then said, "Timmy and Billy-Bob hold his legs up for me will you. And keep up your attentions to his body guys but don’t touch his cock just yet. Mark do you want us to take you over the edge or just a regular blow job?"

Mark moaned again and said, "If this is any indication of what’s to come Tom I want it all. Everything you can give me man. I have no idea what over the edge means but shit take me there. PLEASE!"

I ducked my head into his crotch and found his waiting hole which I explored with my tongue causing Mark to lift his ass off the bed. He smelled sweaty and musky but he was clean and I enjoyed making him feel the pleasure of my tongue exploring his asshole. I leant back and traced my fingers around the puckered purple skin surrounding that dark hole of delight. I stuck a finger inside and then two and then three and Mark took them all as I slowly began to finger fuck his hole which was lose and very accepting.

Once I had gotten Mark worked up and Timmy and Billy-Bob had lowered him back on the bed we all of started to touch his cock and pubes. He arched his back as high off the bed as was physically possible and moaned loudly as he tossed his head back and forth. "Oh yes. Oh yes this is so good. God I have needed this. Damn 3 sets of hands all at once. This is a dream come true. " Mark said between sobs and moans.

"Who wants to hold his cock?" I asked looking from Timmy to Billy-Bob.

Billy-Bob eagerly accepted my challenge and slid his fist around that beautiful shaft down to the very bottom where he tightened his grip and squeezed it hard trapping the blood inside. Mark’s cock grew about three sizes in diameter and the head got about 2 times larger. It was slowly spurting precum which made it shiny and so sexy.

"How about you do the shaft Timmy and I’ll concentrate on this gorgeous cock head?" I said.

Timmy started to slide his hands up and down the shaft causing multiple explosions to occur all over Mark’s body. I could tell he was on his way to paradise and now I was going to take him all the way on the express train. I spit in the center of my palm and then went to work on that slippery cock head. I showed Mark no mercy but gave him all I could give him. He grabbed a pillow and threw it over his head to muffle the screams that were coming out of his mouth as I ran the palm of my hand over and over his cock head. I smiled and let go a short laugh as I watched Mark’s body twitch and thrust off the bed as he tried to escape but not really wanting to escape.



"Damn Tom you are the master of the edge. You know that? I love to watch the look on your face when you are taking someone to the edge." Timmy said softly as he continued to stroke Mark’s engorged shaft.

"Something about it just makes me so happy Timmy. I don’t know why but damn it is so freaking exciting. As soon as I kick him off the edge I want to fuck him so could one of you get ready to grab a rubber and get it on my dick?"

"Sure I’m there man. Just say the word," Timmy said, "And maybe I’ll take sloppy seconds if Billy-Bob doesn’t mind. We’ll see what happens."

"Be my guest man as long as I get his cock once he shoots a few shots. I want to taste this thing so badly. Damn it is so hot. I always wondered what a black cock would look like and now that I know I maybe hooked for life." Billy-Bob said as he grinned his adorable grin.

After all this talk I renewed my attack on Mark’s cock head and rubbed it as hard and as fast as I could finally sending him flying out onto space as he fell over the edge. Billy-Bob let go and Timmy continued to jerk the shaft as Mark’s body twitched of its own accord and his cock started to shoot ropes of creamy jizz all over his chest. His cock was like a water hose with no one holding it and Billy-Bob had a hard time gabbing it and swallowing the entire thing in one gulp. I could see Mark still thrusting and convulsing as his cock continued to shoot load after load into Billy-Bobs throat.

Meanwhile Timmy had grabbed a condom and ripped it open and then with his weeks of expertise unrolled it down the length of my hard cock making me twitch with the excitement of fucking this beautiful black man laying there on the bed floating in his own world. I reached down and lifted and spread those luscious black butt cheeks apart and shuffled forward until my hard staring cock was almost at the opening. Timmy reached down to guide it home and them with one huge shove I sent it home pushing in all the way.

Mark’s body convulsed and he lifted his head off the bed as I hit his prostate gland and began to slowly thrust my hips in and out and forward and back. I looked down and was fascinated with the sight of my white cock sliding in and out of his black butt.

"Look at this man. It’s so cool," I said indicating my cock. Timmy leaned over and watched as fascinated as I was and soon Billy-Bob let go of that now deflated but still beautiful black cock and joined us in watching me fuck Mark while he was floating on a cloud of sensual energy. His body was still twitching and Billy-Bob had removed the pillow form his face. His eyes were rolled back in his head and his mouth was open and he was drooling on the pillow under his head. I was getting close to exploding myself and I began to increase the tempo of my thrusts until I was on the edge myself and then I felt myself lose control and start to shoot my load.

"Oh yeah. Oh yeah," I cried out as I came. I slammed my crotch hard up against his butt and left it there an instant and then clenching all my abdominal muscles I withdrew and slammed up again and again losing every bit of cream I had stored in my balls. Oh the release felt so good. Finally I backed off and sat down exhausted on my knees and Timmy stripped the condom off my cock and tossed it into the trash can for three points.

"Damn that was just what I needed," I said with relief.

"So do you think we can make him hard again while he is floating?" Timmy asked.

"I am not sure. I guess we can try. So what did you have in mind? I asked.

"I think I want to sit on that cock instead of sloppy seconds while he is out if its possible and ride him," Timmy said.

All of went to work on that deflated chocolate stick and soon it was struggling to rise to the occasion and before long with a little help from Timmy’s eager lips and mouth it was standing tall and straight.

"Damn it is gorgeous isn’t it?" Timmy said holding it in his hand as he slowly stroked it up and down. "I love these little pubic hairs he has. They are so tight and so cute aren’t they?"

"And they don’t get in the way do they," Billy-Bob added with a chuckle.

I found a condom and opened it and unrolled it down Mark’s cock. Timmy jumped up and took a position squatting over Mark’s crotch. I held his cock up in the air while Timmy slowly lowered himself down, down, down. He held his butt cheeks wide open and then opened his sphincter muscles as wide as they could go and swallowed Mark’s cock in one quick downward thrust. He stretched his neck and moaned loudly as he took that big cock up his butt hole.

"Oh damn this is so cool guys. Damn his cock is nice," Timmy said riding up and down that hard erect shaft. He swung his one hand in the air like a cowboy and yodeled while he rode. Then he sank down on his knees and continued to push himself back against Mark’s cock and then slid forward and then pushed back. "Holy fuck I needed this Tom." From the ecstatic look on his face he was telling the truth. Timmy’s cock was about 2/3 hard and was flopping up and down with each motion of his body. "Tom massage his balls man. We need to keep those juices flowing." I did as I was told and soon had those soft fleshy tight sacs between my fingers giving them the massage of their life. Timmy then went back up to a squatting position riding that sweet chocolate cock up and down.

"Oh....hhhhhh....where am I? Have I died and gone to heaven?" Mark said as his eyes came awake and bugged out as he saw Timmy riding his cock.

"Hell yes you are in heaven man. And its full of lily white angels who have to suck on your cock all day long for all eternity as their penance to black men all over the world," Timmy said laughing as he rode Mark.

"Oh then my dreams have come true. What the hell are you doing with your butt man? Oh hell yeeeeessss! Damn man it feels like you are squeezing my cock. Oh shit more of that please. Damn what have I been missing all these years. You white boys sure know how to make a black man happy," Mark said with a sigh. You could tell he was happy.

"Timmy is not only the master of the kiss but he is also the master of the sphincter muscles. All of us are in awe of his ability to control that muscle. We want him to teach us but have never had the time yet," I said running my hand affectionately up and down Timmy’s broad muscular back.

"Well when he decides sign me up man. Ohhhhh shit yeah. Damn that feels good Timmy my man. You are the man. Oh shit yes," Mark said twisting and turning on the bed under Timmy. Mark lifted his hips to meet each downward thrust from Timmy and they both made a slapping sound as their bodies met. "So do you mind if I jerk on this thing and hold on while you ride me Timmy?"

"I was waiting for you to suggest that Mark. I want to shoot my wad all over that black chest of yours and then lick it up with my tongue." Timmy said laughing and smiling at the thought of blowing his creamy jizz all over Mark.

Mark began to twist and jerk Timmy’s hard cock with one hand while he massaged his low hangers with the other and I continued my massage of Mark’s balls while Billy-Bob stroked himself as he watched.

"Damn your balls are so loose Timmy. I am just used to these tight black balls of mine. Shit most black guys are so tight. These are so freaking awesome the way they hang down and all," Mark said giggling as he massage Timmy’s balls in his hand.

Mark turned to watch Billy-Bob and said, "God man save that thing for me. Don’t blow your wad before I get a chance at that tool of yours."

"Hey man I am just priming the pump for you but don’t wait to long," Billy-Bob cooed softly.

"They’re all yours mark my man. Slid one of your fingers up behind them and touch my sweet spot. I am so close how are you doing?" Timmy said between clenched teeth.

"Almost there man. Oh yeah I am almost there. Milk me with your butt man. Oh yes here it cums. Oh God yes," Mark said as he thrust hard up off the bed and hit Timmy’s butt with a smack as he came.

At the same time I saw Timmy start to shoot a long twisting rope of pure white milky jizz. It flew out of the tip of his cock and flew threw the air with its candy cane end. It hit Mark on the chest right below his left nipple. Then another explosion his the center of his chest and another hit him on the chin and the last two landed on his navel and filled it with cum.

"Oh man that was so good." Timmy said as he let Mark squeeze his cock a few more times to get every last drop. He then lifted his butt off that cock making a loud popping noise as he broke the suction. The sound made us all laugh. I reached down and stripped the rubber off Marks cock. I tossed it towards the trash basket and missed it by inches.

"Guess you should play for NC State, "Timmy chortled as he saw the missed basket. He was leaning down to fulfill his promise to Mark and lick him clean. Meanwhile Mark had leaned up on one elbow and pulled Billy-Bob by his cock closer to his mouth. He took just the tip in his mouth and began to blow his checks in and out as he rubbed the tip with his tongue.

"Oh hell yes. That is what I am talking about," Billy-Bob yelled as the wonderful sensations of getting a blow job coursed through his body. "damn man take it all the way. Slide that sucker down your throat and give me some love man. Oh yes that is good. Hell yes here it comes. Get ready here it is. All yours buddy boy. Sweet West Virginia cream just for you," Billy-Bob said as he thrust his hips forward shooting off his load into Mark’s waiting mouth and throat.

Then we were done and just sat, lay or kneeled there looking at each other enjoying our company together. The room smelled like sex and cum and sweat. I got up and walked to the bathroom where I stood at the bowl to pee. Mark came in and joined me. Soon we were joining our pee in the bowl. No difference in our pee or our cum or our blood. We were black and white but above all we were people. Human beings. Men. Why did society make an artificial difference where there was none? Why did people want to divide instead of join? We finished our peeing and went to wash our hands.

After drying off Mark looked at me than then grabbed me and pulled me into his embrace. we kissed and I felt his hot warm and very wet tongue slide into my mouth and touch the inside of me sending shivers up and down my spine in a way that few men could do.

"Thanks Tom for all you did. This night will live forever in my memory. I won’t ever forget it you know," Mark said.

"Neither will any of us Mark. You know when we all graduate we are going to form a new world in our hometown over in Harrisonburg Virginia and we would love to have you join us. There are going to be plenty of great jobs and a theater and a community of all kinds of folks. Young, old, gay and straight, black and white and all nationalities and races." I said as we walked out to the bedroom where Timmy and Billy-Bob were getting the bed ready for sleep.

"Yeah think about it man. It’s going to be a blast," Timmy said.

"You said that right. I for one can’t wait and am counting the days," Billy-Bob added.

"Billy-Bob I talked to Chris who is the head of security at the Taylor’s house where we met you know and he wants to talk to you about a job. He and mavis his wife will be at the concert next week and I’ll hook you guys up so you can talk." I said.

"See what I mean Mark? These guys here are the absolute best man. They are always looking out for their friends. I don’t know what I did for friends before I met them," Billy-Bob said.

"We’ll keep in touch by e-mail and phone and let you know what is going on. We really do want you to be a part of our new world Mark," I said walking to the bed.

"So like when I was floating man where was I exactly? It felt so cool and all but damn how long was I gone?" Mark asked.

"We aren’t sure where you go when you get pushed over the edge man but its feels so awesome. Just like floating and your body is full of electricity and all. You were out for like maybe 20 minutes at the most. Enough time for Tom to fill your ass with his dick and then for us to get you hard again for my ride." Timmy said.

"Well wherever it was it was fucking far out," Mark said smiling at his recollection of his time spent over the edge.

"Come on man get in here between Timmy and me and let’s get some shut eye. Morning is almost here and we need some rest," Billy-Bob said patting the bed. Mark climbed in between them and I lay down on the outside and turned out the light.

"Good night everyone. Love you guys," I said, "I wouldn’t trade this time in our lives for anything."

"You got that right my friend, "Timmy said wrapping his arm around me and nestling his face in the crook of my neck.

"Thanks guys. Good night," Mark added. "Shit that feels good Billy-Bob. You know for a redneck cracker you aren’t so bad." And he giggled as they snuggled up together.

"Thanks man. I’ll take that as a compliment," Billy-Bob said as we all drifted off to dreamland.

 

[kcm17480]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 39 - Monday

I can't stop reading this story. There is so much packed into it. Whoever is not reading this one is missing one hella of a story.

 

[valle12tom]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 41 - Wednesday

OK guys I am starting to get a paranoid complex here.

170 views of my new chapter and no posts, no comments, no suggestions.

Since Thursday.

That's almost 4 days guys.

Should I stop writing this story or what?

Has it run its course?

Were you just to busy enjoying your weekends to read?

That must be it. Sorry all is OK now. I took a deep breath.

OK I am sure its just being paranoid and I don't have anything to worry about.

Peace and thanks for reading.

 

[harry113]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 41 - Wednesday

Hey Tom dear guy,
Another great chapter of Tom & Timmy's family & expanding group of friends.
I only just finished reading it. I think I have said before that every author has his own
style & I just love yours. As far as I'm concerned you don't have anything to worry about, the story is going just great. I am envious of all you guys who write such wonderful tales for our entertainment...wish I was as creative....I so enjoy reding though !!!
Peace to you & thankyou
Harry

 

[unoponcho]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 41 - Wednesday

Tom, my computer crashed and I have just replaced it. I just finished reading your new chapter. As always, your story is intriguing and contains an adequate amount of descriptive sex. You introduced two other very important interesting characters into your story. As usual, I enjoyed reading your newest chapter.

I know how discouraging it is to receive no comments and few viewers. I have no answers for you. The only thought that came into my mind was that perhaps the length of your chapters may be a factor. It took me over two hours to read the chapter. Perhaps other potential readers do not have as much time to devote to reading as I have. Having said that, I have no clue as to how you could cut down the length of your chapters without ruining your story plot.

From my own experience in a couple of cases readers have told me that they have printed out the stories to read at their own leisure. After they finished reading, they had good intentions of posting replies, but never got around to doing it.

I am going to take this opportunity to repost a statement or preface to one of my stories.



OKAY GUYS! HEAR THIS!

I have borrowed a rickety, improvised soapbox. So, my oration will not be very long.

This is another appeal to those who read the stories on this board to show their gratitude, appreciation, and support to the authors who have posted their work here.

Your responses are the only compensation, recognition and incentive that they receive for their effort, ingenuity and time spent writing.

There is no way for us to know if our stories are being read unless we hear from you. I believe that there have been many very fine authors who were so discouraged by a lack of responses that they have not produced additional stories. Even those of us who have written and posted on a regular basis sometimes wonder if it is worth the many hours of writing, when there is so little or no feedback.

Oops!!! My soapbox is beginning to collapse.

WE WOULD LIKE TO HEAR FROM YOU AND RECEIVE YOUR THOUGHTS, OPINIONS, AND CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM!

Kevin - unoponcho

 

[timmo]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 41 - Wednesday

Tom,

Another great read. Sure, there's an ever expanding family of characters, but that's what keeps the story fresh - although I have my favourites. Liked the sports flavour....now some of those tennis guys....makes me look forward to summer and Wimbledon even more. Lots of sensitive issues covered as well (rape, various discriminations and the like). I know your stories gererally have a happy ending, and sometimes all seems too good to be true, but hey, this IS a story, and we can all get back to reality anytime we want with a dose of the latest news.

More of your foreign exchange students (any English lads live in your world ?) and more of Mark.

Don't give up Tom.

Timmo (a Tom and Timmy junkie)

 

[valle12tom]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 41 - Wednesday

Thanks guys. I was just being whinny when I made my post on Sunday.

It is not like I am being paid or anything and I write because I want to. I should be glad to have all these viewers who are looking at it. So what if they don't take the time to comment.

Kevin thanks for your thoughts. I know my chapters are long but when I set up the story to follow a day in the life of Timmy and Tom that is what I have followed. Some days are longer than others. I just am not looking to write a short fast ejaculation if you know what I mean. I want to build a story and a life and life sometimes is long.

Timmo - glad you are reading and thanks for your comments.

Harry and Strocker thanks as well and for the PM's thanks too!

Somedays one just gets pissy you know.

Peace and thanks to all who read and enjoy and see a message in what I write.

 

[unoponcho]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 41 - Wednesday

Gentlemen,

It is my opinion, as well as many others; Tom is a very talented writer or author. For over a year he has been writing and posting Chapters to his excellent ongoing My Best Friend story. Hopefully, he will continue to write additional chapters to this story.

He has also posted other stories on the board. Two stories, which are examples of his talent, are well written stories from two of his main character’s perspectives. If you have not read these two stories, I recommend that you read Tom's Story - the Hitchhiker and The Hitch Hiker - A Mirror Image. I also encourage you to read the other fabulous stories that he has written and posted.

Please let Tom know that you appreciate his efforts.



Kevin


unoponcho


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[valle12tom]

My Best Friend - Chapter 42 - Thursday

My Best Friend - Chapter 42 - Thursday

I woke up in a very dim light and was somewhat disoriented with my surroundings. The smells were not my home, the sounds were not my home, the light was not my home and the bed was not my own bed. My brain was trying to figure it out when I opened my eyes and I realized I was in a huge bed in a huge hotel room in a huge hotel in the middle of downtown Richmond. The room was pretty dark but some brilliant sunlight was coming in around the heavy hotel drapes we had pulled across the windows earlier this morning when we returned from the dance club.
I could hear Timmy, Mark and Billy-Bob lightly snoring and I could feel Timmy’s light breath on the back of my neck. I reached out my hand and lifted the sheet as lightly as I could and slid my legs out of the bed and sat up placing them in the floor in front of me. I had to pee but not so badly that my cock was hard as it usually was with a morning piece of wood. I looked down at my chest, abs, crotch and legs and thought about my body and how much it had changed in just a little less than a year. I was truly blessed to have been given this new chance on life and I just was desperate to pass on those feelings of love to everyone around me. I had spent so much time alone feeling so depressed that now I just wanted to pass on my new found feelings of joy and happiness in any way I could.

I was a little worried about all the sex we were having but how could we draw folks into our new life if we didn’t share what God gave us with them? We were trying to be as safe as possible and I knew we were taking risks but I just couldn’t help but feel we were doing the right thing. Maybe that was a rationalization on my part and it probably was but what the hell we had to live and this was the time to do it. Now before it was to late and our lives were filled with regret for the things we wanted to do but didn’t do. I knew that some would criticize us for all the sex we were having but somehow it seemed right.

I got up and slowly padded to the bathroom where I relieved my bladder in the toilet. It felt good to stand there and feel the relief of my bladder spilling its contents into the porcelain bowl. I had left the lights off but could see pretty well from the light coming in around the drawn blinds in the bedroom. I didn’t flush because I didn’t want to wake the others as they seemed to be sleeping so peacefully.

I went to the sink and ran some water, as quietly as I could, which I then splashed on my face. I then brushed my teeth and went back out into the bedroom and stood in the doorway looking at the three guys sleeping in the big bed together. What a night we had together.

I walked out into the main living room and found a clock which told me it was 9:15 AM. Forty five minutes until breakfast but really there was no rush for Timmy and I to leave now that we had taken the day off. We just had to get back in time to go by the skateboard shop and pick up Mike’s birthday present and then go to Jon and Jake’s for pizza and the pube shaving and then some hot sex. I was actually looking forward to some time with Jon and seeing what he was like without any clothes on. If he looked like Chris Casablanca with clothes on I imagined he was extremely good looking without them. I had seen him at the river but we had not spent any time together.

I wandered around the big room looking here and there and poking into closets and cupboards and trailing my fingers in the pool and standing by the huge floor to ceiling windows completely naked looking out over the city of Richmond. It was a trip to stand there with no clothes on looking out. I didn’t think anyone could see me but in a way I didn’t care if they could and that felt good. Give them a cheap thrill.

I heard a noise and turned to see Big John coming out of the bedroom carrying his clothes and shoes in his hand. Damn he was one big guy and hairy like some kind of monster out of a horror movie. Except I knew he was gentle and loving and not scary and mean. He closed the door behind him and then came across the room. He saw me and smiled as he dropped his clothes on the couch and searched for his boxers. I walked over to watch him get dressed.

"So man have you thought any about what we talked about last night? I mean are you game for transferring to Carolina with us?" I asked sitting on the edge of the pool.

John stood there in front of me with his boxers in his hands and said, "Yeah that is why I am up so early. My mind is like working 12,000 beats a minute. I want to transfer so bad I can taste it Tom but I don’t want to let my family or my teammates or my coach down."

"Unless you are in a huge hurry come on over here for a minute while we talk this out," I said. John walked towards me and stood right in front of me letting me really have a look at his crotch and his tiny cock and balls. "So man you didn’t say where you were in college."

"I go to William and Mary. My mother went there and my father went there and like my grandparents all went there and their parents went there back to the founding of the school. Shit they are going to freak if I tell them I want to transfer to Carolina. I would be the first Masters to not go to William & Mary and I just don’t know how they will take the news." John said.

I reached out and just explored his crotch. I pushed aside the thick black pubic hair and just looked at that little cock and those tiny little balls of his. What a giant to be given this. Damn one of life’s cruel jokes but we could make it work and take him to a new level.

"Look John I would never want to come between you and your ‘rents. God knows that is just not something Timmy or anyone of our friends want for you. But you need to look at what will be best for you in your life right now this minute." I took that little cock in my finger tips and turned it this way and that and pulled on it and just explored it as best I could. "I know everything is not about sex but well it seems to me that you aren’t happy where you are. It’s not because of the school or anything it’s just you don’t have a support network surrounding you with love and we all need that man. We could give that to you if you want to try and move to Chapel Hill with us."

"Oh Tom I want to try but I just am so afraid. Ha! That’s a laugh and a half isn’t it? A guy my size afraid of anything." John said as I massaged his cock. I saw in this bright morning light as it grew to its full erect height of 1 ½ inches that it was actually pretty damn cute. I could get used to it if John was my lover and if I could get used to it I knew there was someone else out there who could feel the same way I did. Not everyone was a size freak.

"John we all know fear and none of us are immune from it. Hell we don’t even know if my friend in admissions or Randy’s coach can swing a transfer at this late date. I know your coach will be disappointed but well now that you know there are guys out in the world who love you just the way you are even with your small tiny cock well do you think you will be satisfied going back to your old life? I think we may have ruined that life last night you know," I said leaning forward and just gently taking his cock in between my lips and flicking the tip with my tongue.

I backed off and said, "Shit man I just had an idea. My partner at home in our landscaping business is a lesbian and she told me that she and her lover have this thing they can strap on like a dick that is hard. It’s made out of this hard rubber and she told me its pretty realistic and it feels almost like the real thing. I know you may not believe it but if I find your cock cute then I know there is a guy out who feels just like I do and if you got one of those strap on cocks well then it would be close to the real thing and at least you could feel what it feels likes to fuck. I mean I know it’s not the real thing but it would be pretty damn close."

John was silent as I worked his cock between my fingers and then leaned forward to kiss and lick the tip with my tongue. I could feel him thinking about what I had said.

"Ohhhhh shit Tom that feels so good. You are right... but shit I am still scared shitless.... but.... oh.... damn that feels so great. Please don’t stop," John moaned as I worked on his cock with my lips and tongue. I couldn’t really use my hands at all because he was so small. I took some time and we were both silent except for John’s loud breathing and occasionally moaning and groaning with this early morning pleasure I was giving him.

"Oh Tom I am going to shoot," John said at last as he thrust his hips forward and I felt a warm spurt on my tongue and then his jizz slid down my throat and I sucked him dry. When he was done I let him go and sat back to crane my neck and look up at this towering giant of a man.

"Shit OK man. You are right. I need to get on with my fucking life and stop feeling so sorry for myself. I was born with this cock and now I have to live with it and make the best of it. I need to start making lemonade as they say. That dildo idea maybe just what I need. I wish I had thought of it before. So...yeah...go ahead and ask Randy to call his coach and you talk to your friend and then call me and I’ll go from there. I know my parents will be disappointed but I need to tell them I am gay anyway so this is as good a time as any I suppose. Damn I never thought when I came to Richmond to play in this tournament that I would end up coming out!" John said at last reaching down those long arms of his to help me up. He leaned over and we kissed briefly.

"We’ll help you man in any way we can and Timmy and I are pretty good at finding partners for guys and hooking up people. It will all work out and we are glad to have you on board. You know after school you can come back to Harrisonburg and live in our new community. We are going to need a good tennis player in town to work with Randy and also a hard worker on our farm and I think there will be a market for a guy with a small dick in our porn empire." I said enthusiastically.

John laughed and said, "Oh yeah I’ll just bet there is a market out there for a dick like this." he grabbed his cock.

"I think you would be surprised my big man. You know 6 inches is just an average so there are lots of guys out there feeling just like you and afraid to say anything to anyone. Don’t sell your self short as Timmy tells me all the time."

"You are probably right man. Now I had better get dressed and find my folks and see what is up. I still have that doubles match to play this afternoon. Write down your cell for me and I’ll give you mine and as soon as you hear something give me a buzz. I want to get this thing started if I am going to do it so I don’t have time to have second thoughts and back out," John said as he slipped on his boxers and then his pants and shirt. He sat down to put on his socks and shoes and then stood back up.

We kissed again as we walked to the door, "Thanks for everything Tom. Please tell everyone why I left and thank them for everything they did for me last night. It was a blast and sure beat sitting in my hotel room jerking my cock all alone watching TV. I haven’t had that kind of fun in so long and I really enjoyed dancing with you guys. It felt like one of those Circuit Parties without all the drugs and shit." John said as he left the room and I closed the door behind his large retreating back.

I walked back over to the windows overlooking the city and watched the traffic far below me as the city moved and did its thing. I really got into it and was transfixed by what I was seeing and never heard Timmy come out of the bedroom and then up behind me. The thick carpet on the floor muffled all the sounds as well. Suddenly I felt the wonderful feeling of his touch on me as he came up and put his arms around my waist and snuggled into my back, placing his crotch and of course his cock up against the crack of my ass.

"Good morning lover man. How are you this morning? How was your taste of John’s jizz this morning? Did it wake you up?" he whispered in my ear as he ran his hands up and down my abs and kissed my back and sort of nibbled on my ear lobe. He has pushed me forward and my crotch was tight up against the glass with my cock pressing up against it and I was getting harder by the second.

"It was a good thing to make John feel good about himself and I think he really wants to transfer to Carolina. He is so conflicted and society has done such a number on him all because of the size of his cock. Oh shit this is good Timmy. Think anyone can see us?" I said as I ground my leaking cock against the glass. With all my precum it slid easily up and down on the slick surface. I could feel Timmy’s hard cock riding in my ass crack and his fingers were now twisting at my nipples.

"I hope so man. I really hope so. Give them something to tell their grandchildren someday," Timmy growled in my ear. "And I wish I had one of those strap on cocks to fuck you right now and see how they work. Maybe they have a sex shop somewhere around where we can buy one as a present for John that is after we try it out to see if it works."

"I’ll ask Bev where she got hers. I think she told me there was a sex shop that opened out on 59 East in one of those strip malls," I said.

"I am surprised that the Baptists around Harrisonburg haven’t shut a place like that down. I think we should ask Charles just to be on the safe side," Timmy growled in my ear as he shoved himself up against me.

"Oh shit man I can’t hold it any longer. Oh shit here it cums!" I said as I felt my load explode out of my cock all over the window of our hotel room. Timmy pressed me up against the glass and I shot everything I had in my nut sac busting my nuts wide open and spilling everything I had inside. I then turned around and rubbed my back up and down the glass feeling my slippery slimy creamy cum on my skin as I squatted down to take my lover in my mouth.

His cock slid easily down my throat. I was so in love with this particular cock and I knew its every inch by now and I knew exactly what to do to make Timmy feel the best. We both knew each other so well and the only thing we really wanted was to please one another sexually and everyone other way possible.

I twisted the shaft with my fist as I sucked on that cock blowing my cheeks in and out as I took the whole shaft down my throat and then backed off only to take it once again. This was my cock. It was Timmy’s but it was mine as well just as mine was his. I felt his thigh muscles clench and then as I felt his balls as they too started to draw up and then he tightened his abs and thrust those fantastic hips forward and shot his morning load deep in my waiting and eager throat.

"Oh Tom you are the master man. You are my main man. God you make me feel so good. No one can make me fee this way man. Hot damn what a great way to start our day." Timmy said has he backed away pulling that cock out of my mouth. A few drips of cum were still on the tip and he reached down and took them on his fingertips and then tasted them with his lips. "Ah perfect Grade A man juice. The year is 2006 I believe and that is a very good year for vintage man juice you know," he said with a laugh as he mimicked a wine steward at a fine restaurant.

"Hell yes this is a great year Timmy Hamilton. In fact I would go so far as to say this may be the best year in the history of mankind or at least in my life." I said laughing as I rose from my squatting position. I turned and we looked at the creamy cummy mess on the window. "God we had better get this cleaned up." I found a towel by the pool and dampened it in the water and then wiped the window as clean as I could.

"Hey man let’s grab a shower and then eat. I am so starved." Timmy said.

"We should order now man. Room service takes a while you know," I said walking over to the wet bar area to find the room service menu I had seen.

Timmy followed me and read the menu over my shoulder, "We had better order for everyone."

I picked up the house phone and called in our order with Timmy’s help. We tried to think of everything all of us would like. Then we went into our bedroom where Billy-Bob and Mark were still asleep. We went into the bathroom and turned on the water in the huge oversized shower. It was almost as big as our entire bathroom back at home. It had these huge glass doors and this wonderful tile and extra nozzles where water sprayed out from the sides as well as overhead. It also had seats in each corner and was the most fantastic shower I had ever been in. I would like one of these I thought in whatever home we built someday. Maybe we could talk our new landlord into renovating our bathroom in Chapel Hill I thought to myself with a chuckle as we stepped into the large space.

"That would be great wouldn’t it?" Timmy said, "And it always helps to know the landlord personally and to also know that is loaded and a generous guy as well."

I laughed and said as I began to soap myself, "You said that right my friend."

"Is this a private party or can anyone join in?" We heard Billy-Bob say as he opened the glass door and stood there with an early morning smile on his sleep tousled face.

I reached out my hand and pulled him inside the shower and both Timmy and I started to soap him up and make sure he was clean. We all giggled and laughed as we played around with each other and the soap and soon three of my fingers had found their way up Billy-Bob’s tight muscular ass. God he was in great shape. That was one thing I could say about the Army was that they kept their guys in great shape.

"Hot damn Tom that feels good. I just wish the Army barracks showers were like this. Oh shit what a way to wake up in the morning. Oh yeah the tips of your fingers are just grazing my prostate and Oh fuck that feels good. Yeah man push them in. Now wiggle them around. Oh fuck me... yes.... that is soooo.....good!" Billy-Bob said

At the same time I was working on Billy-Bob’s butt Timmy was jerking his soaped up cock so he was getting it from both sides. Damn a little soap and a lot of hot water can make for lots of fun and games I thought as I watched Timmy stroke that gorgeous piece of Army meat.

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit YEAAAAAHHHHH!" Billy-Bob screamed as I saw him shoot 3 huge ropes of cum out of his cock and all over the glass door of the shower. That was two guys shooting on glass this morning. Timmy continued working his cock and Billy-Bob bucked and shivered with the intense sensations of having his sensitive post orgasm cock worked on by Timmy’s firm hand.

Afterwards we soaped up and rinsed off. Billy-Bob said as he washed his legs, "Damn guys I can’t wait to get out of the Army and on with my life. I need a partner and friends I can get off with on a regular basis. You know the Army has been so good to me and I have a great home there but having to hide this part of my life is not a good thing and I am in a constant state of arousal with all my buddies walking around naked and fooling around with each other like straight guys do. They would freak if they knew I was gay."

"Well let’s hope they never find out man and you can last a little while longer. How long have you been in now?" I asked.

"I upped when I was 16 to get out of West Virginia so that makes it 8 freaking years. But don’t get me wrong boys I really love the Army and I have learned so much that I never could have learned staying at home. It really saved my life in many ways and I have so many really good friends there but it’s not like with you guys. You know the whole me instead of the half me they know." he said.

Just then the door opened and there stood our Nubian god. Damn he was so dark and so chocolate brown and he was grinning from ear to ear. We all laughed and jumped in surprise and then grabbed him and started to soap him up and wash him everywhere. He was squirming and twitching as our hands and fingers found their way over his cock and balls, around his nipples and up his ass crack and into his ass hole.

His cock was so hard and every inch of it was straining it was so full of blood. Billy-Bob was working his hands over its surface squeezing and jerking it as Timmy finger fucked Mark’s gorgeous black ass. He was thrusting his hips and I was twisting his nipples and then he was shooting his wad on the glass of the shower door.

"Oh hot damn this was a great way to wake up. I have always wanted to get off in the shower but my lord and master didn’t like it so we were never allowed. He caught me jacking off once in the shower and was mad at me for a week. I can’t believe I put up with that shit guys. It was so stupid." We washed him off and let him rinse under the water. "I have to say and I have never told anyone this before and I am so embarrassed but..."

"Go ahead man its OK." Timmy said as he turned off the water and we finished up. We opened the door and stepped out and found our heated towels waiting on the racks. God they were amazing. Thick and fluffy and they felt so good as we ran them all over bodies getting all dry. We let Mark take his time and used that time to dry ourselves off with those incredible towels.

"....OK.... Oh shit... I can’t believe I am going to tell you this but I would let him beat me with this belt he had. He would whip me when he said I was bad or to keep me in line and I let him. In fact I sort of looked forward to it because I knew it made him get off being the master. He would like get hard when he was slapping me around and he was good at hiding the bruises. He would spank my ass hard sometimes and God I was so stupid to let him do that to me but he had me like hypnotized or something. I was so unsure of myself that I let him control everything in my life so I wouldn’t have to worry about anything. He would tell me what to do and when to do it. How stupid is that?" He asked.

"Hey man we all do stupid things but that life is behind you now and you are part of our lives. damn you are so lucky he left you and moved on. Things are going to change for you just wait and see. Nobody should ever be allowed to beat on anyone else. That is just wrong man and you are so much better off without that jerk. Damn I can’t believe he would do that to you and this fine chocolate butt of yours," Timmy said.

"Yeah your life is about to change big time Mark now that you have met these two guys and let them into your life," Billy-Bob said and he got up on his tip toes and kissed Mark on the lips and they exchanged tongues in a French kiss that went on for a long time. "Shit no one at home would ever believe that I would be kissing a black man. Holy shit. Fuck me. I don’t believe it. Billy-Bob and a black man." He said laughing. I wondered if we had a new couple in the making right here and now. Timmy looked at me and he smiled at me and nodded his head slowly. We would have to see what developed if anything.

Then we quickly lined up at the massive sinks and admired ourselves in the huge mirror covering one whole wall above the sinks. Damn we were fine as we flexed and played around for each other.

It didn’t take us long to shave, floss, brush our teeth and slid on some deodorant. We then walked out to the bedroom and slid on some boxers and then walked out into the main room to wait on our breakfast.

"I think you guys should like exchange numbers and all and maybe hook up sometime. Your base is close to Richmond and Mark you need a friendly face and a guy to hang with right now," Timmy said suggestively. Mark looked at Billy-Bob and Billy-Bob looked at Mark and they both burst out laughing.

"Who would have thunk it man. This might be one for the record books," Mark said as he found a piece of paper and jotted his number down and Billy-Bob did the same. "I can’t believe I am giving my phone number to a redneck cracker hillbilly from West Virginia. Shit the guys in the hood are never going to let my black ass back in if they find out!" Mark said laughing out loud.

"Hey while we are waiting I think I’ll call Brad in Chapel Hill and give him the low down on our new plan to make Carolina a powerhouse in the tennis world." I finding my cell phone and dialing Brad’s private office number.

"The University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, Admissions office this is Brad Morris speaking, how can I help you Tom?" Brad answered

"Hey man you sound so formal today. Is this a good time?" I said.

"Well you never know who it might be even with caller I.D. Tom and yeah you know anytime is good for you. How is everything up your way? I can’t wait for you to come back in August with Timmy and your other friends," Brad said with affection and longing in his voice. I knew he was in love with me but a relationship between us was never meant to be. I would always be there for him in anyway I could just not as a lover.

I quickly explained to him about Big John and gave him the particulars. I told him that John had great grades and was an incredible tennis player. He told me he would call the coach this morning and suggested that Randy call him as well. He was sure he could swing it if the coach had a place for him on the team.

"You’re the best man and I hope you don’t think the only time I ever call is when I want something but this summer has just been so intense. How is Jamie doing?" I asked.

"He and I are doing very well Tom. Thanks for asking. Better even that I had thought. He is as you noticed a bit uptight about expressing his love openly but he is getting a little bit looser the longer he hangs around me and my friends. Both of us are looking forward to having you all over for a meal when you come back to school. I know if he hangs around you and Timmy for any length of time he will loosen up" he said with a small laugh.

"Cool. You know we’ll be there for you Brad. Thanks a million. Love you!" I said hanging up.

Just then Randy and Skip came walking out of their room fresh and clean from a morning shower and wearing boxers but nothing else. "Who do you love besides me?" Randy laughingly asked.

"That was Brad. I called him about Big John. I had a good conversation with John this morning and he wants to transfer to Carolina if we can swing it. I have his number as soon as we find out anything. Brad is going to call your coach and suggested that you do the same as soon as possible." I said.

"Hell no time like the present," Randy said.

"And we ordered room service for everyone. It should be here any time now," Timmy said with a hungry look in his eyes.

"I hope so I am starved!" Billy-Bob said growling like a hungry dog.

"Me too!" Timmy said.

Randy was talking to his coach on the phone and he had walked over by the window where I had ejaculated earlier this morning. There was still some residue on the window and he rubbed it with his finger tips and then brought them up to his nose to smell and then to his mouth to taste. He turned around and looked at Timmy and me and we both stood there smiling sheepishly with our hands out to the side looking innocent and angelic.

Just then we heard a knock at the door and someone called "ROOM SERVICE!"

"Look guys I had better duck in the bedroom for a little bit until they leave. This is a small world here in the hotel and I don’t want it to get around that I spent the night last night. That might jeopardize my job and I really need this job," Mark said darting into the bedroom to wait.

Timmy and Billy-Bob went over to let the waiter in and two guys rolled two carts loaded down with food into the room and started to set up on the large dining room table in one corner. Skip signed the check and I noticed when one of the waiters looked at it he broke into a huge smile. "Thank you sirs. We appreciate your coming to the Navaho Hotel. Please come back real soon."

Billy-Bob thanked them on their way out and then closed the door behind them as Skip and Timmy started to set out plates and platters of food and pitchers of juice and a big thermos of coffee.

Randy hung up his phone and danced around doing a little impromptu jog. "Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! Guys my coach is creaming in his tennis shorts. He has heard of Big John and is so excited. He is going to call the coach at William and Mary and make all the arrangements. Apparently Brad had already called him and they have a spot in reserve so its all set. He said not to worry it happens all the time in the sports world and coaches don’t like it but they are used to it and it’s a fact of their lives. So Tom why don’t you go ahead and call the big guy and tell him the good news."

"That is so cool Randy. And Skip you said you had an extra apartment in that building didn’t you?" I asked Skip as I flipped open my phone again to call John.

"Yeah one more. It’s in the attic but it’s a nice size from the pictures I have. Even a giant like Big John could fit in there I think." Skip said.

I found the slip of paper that John had written his number on and dialed him. He answered on the fourth ring and I said, "Hey Johnny boy how are they hanging?"

There was a moment of silence and then I could feel him loosen up and start to grin even though I could not see him actually doing it, "well actually they are hanging pretty low today if you can believe that. Maybe an eight of an inch or so but you would have to get out your slide rule and magnifying glass to make sure. I think it might have been that early morning work out I got from your lips that did it man. They haven’t been this low in months."

"Glad to be of service my man. Anytime. Well we promised and we deliver what we promise. It’s all arranged man. A full ride and everything. And the Carolina coach is calling your coach this morning to work things out. He says it happens all the time and not to worry about it but that you should call him in a little while. And your new coach is ‘creaming in his tennis shorts’ are the exact words Randy used at the prospect of your playing for him at Carolina. He knows all about you John. Your reputation in the tennis world is almost as big as you are."

"Oh you are shitting me Tom. How did you work it that fast? I thought this stuff would take a few days and I would have time to work up my nerve to talk with my parents. Oh shit I guess I have to get up and declare now. Huh?" John said.

"Yeah that’s it man. Just tell them straight out man. They’re your ‘rents man and they love you and as you said you are your own man and need to do what is going to be good for your life." I said and then continued, "Look man I know it’s hard but what have you got to lose? So hey have you got a pen?" I waited while he found a pen and I gave him Brad’s private number so he could call and give him his home address so Carolina could send him a packet of information and forms to fill out and then I gave him the coach’s number which Randy had written down for me. "Look call me as soon as you tell your parents and call Brad and the coach anytime man. We are here to help you through this OK?"

I then hung up the phone and suddenly I was famished. I sat down and started to pile on servings of scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and grits. This was the biggest breakfast I had eaten in a long time and I was going to enjoy it. We were all seated at this large table cutting up with each other and eating everything in sight. At least Mark, Billy-Bob, Timmy and Randy were. Skip and I were being very careful but having a good and very delicious breakfast in this super large hotel room in downtown Richmond Virginia.

"God this has been the bomb Randy. Your father is the best. I hope we get to see him to really thank him for all this," Timmy said.

"He is pretty cool I will admit. He and mom have always been so supportive of me and I know my coming out has been harder on mom than dad but you know she is really coming around and seems to truly love this big guy here." he said putting his hand affectionately on Skips shoulder and giving it a little squeeze. "I know she was counting on me to give her lots of little grand kids but there is nothing to say Skip and I can’t adopt at some point if we decide we want to. I mean gay guys do it all the time now don’t they?" Randy asked.

"Sure they do and in our new world it’s going to be perfectly acceptable behavior." Timmy said. "Maybe it’s something Tom and I will consider after we have lived together for awhile. I love kids and having little brothers is the coolest but I am not sure I am mature enough and ready to actually raise a kid full time."

Wow this conversation was taking a direction I had not imagined this morning. Kids? Wow. I said, "I think you are right my man. We need to wait and get used to being partners first before we rush into something like a family."

We all finished our breakfast and then went into our rooms to get packed. As we didn’t bring much there was not much to pack which was cool. We carried our shit out to the living room where we found Randy and Skip sitting on the couch watching what else but a tennis match on the huge plasma wide screen TV.

"Can’t get enough of that tennis huh boys?" I said laughing as I threw my bag on the floor.

"Never enough tennis my man," Randy said throwing a pillow at me. I caught it easily and tossed it back.

"Look guys I had better be off. I have a class at 1 PM and need to get some shit ready for it. Last night was awesome and I really want to keep in touch with all of you. Thanks for including me. Now I had better go before someone sees me and wonders what I am doing here." Mark said.

We all walked him to the door and gave him a hug and a kiss. Billy-Bob was last to say goodbye and they kissed and hugged for a longer than just a goodbye kiss and a hug. Damn was something up here? I hoped so. Mark left and we closed the door.

"Shit guys what the hell is happening? I grew up a born and bred redneck racist and shit now all I can think about is Mark and his black ass and gorgeous chocolate cock. I guess what they say is true that once you have black you’ll never go back!" Billy-Bob said. We clapped him on the back and walked back into the room happy for his new found affections..

"Just take it slow and easy my friend and see where it leads. Call him later today to touch base and let him know you are interested and see what’s up." I said.

"Yeah cool. I mean I have some black friends at the base and I am no longer a true racist like I was growing up but it’s just that I have never had the chance to know a black man on a personal level so I have never seen them before as like a true person if you know what I mean. I guess the same is true of Jewish people and lots of others. I was so isolated growing up in the hills of West Virginia and my folks and friends didn’t know any better." Billy-Bob continued.

"Welcome to our new world Billy-Bob. Everyone is welcome!" Timmy said grabbing him around the waist and hugging him as they tickled each other and laughed together.

"So you guys staying till tomorrow?" I asked Randy and Skip as I jumped on the couch next to them and threw my arm around Randy’s shoulder.

"Yeah there is a big banquet tonight and since I was the champion I guess I need to make an appearance," Randy said.

"That would be nice," I said. "To grace the commoners with the presence of your royal ass!"

Randy flipped a pillow in my face and we laughed. It was so comfortable being together.

"So what time do you have to be back at the base Billy-Bob" Skip asked.

"Actually not till noon tomorrow," Billy-Bob replied.

"Well then do you want to come to the banquet with us and spend the afternoon watching tennis from our box? You are more than welcome and I know Skip would love the company and maybe the three of us can find something to do before I have to leave for my doubles match," Randy said grinning.

"Sounds like a plan to me and I know something you can do!" Billy-Bob said grinning from ear to ear.

"Look why don’t you plan to stay the night here again and call Mark and have him come up after he gets off work. Shit it will give the two of you some time to talk and connect with each other in all this luxury and comfort." Skip said.

"Oh shit you think? Man that would be so cool. You guys are the best," Billy-Bob said as he jumped on Randy’s and Skips laps and they began to tickle him and slide their hands over his tight rock hard chest and abs.

"Look Tom and I are going to head out. We have a lot to do this afternoon when we get back and we have a very hot date with Jake and Jon tonight. We’re going to trim their pubes and make them twins. Except for the fact that one of them is blond and one of them is dark haired. Look thanks for everything you guys and congratulations on your win last night Randy. You were awesome." Timmy said leaning over to give Skip, Randy and Billy-Bob a kiss and then help me up off the couch. I did the same and we picked up our bags and headed out the door. I turned as we headed out and Randy already had Billy-Bob’s boxers off and was sucking on his hard cock while Billy-Bob lay on their laps and Skip massaged his chest and nipples.

"Have fun you guys and do everything we would do if we were here," Timmy and I called as we shut the door. We walked to the elevator and pressed the call button. The elevator came in a flash and we stepped on and got ready for the stomach lifting ride to the lobby where we got out laughing and smiling at the thrill of the ride. As we came out we saw Lew at the front desk and walked over to say hello and thank you.

"Lew I am so glad we caught you. Timmy and I want to thank you for everything. This place has been just awesome. So cherry and sweet. You’re the best and Randy was awesome last night!" I said.

"Ditto for me," Timmy said.

"Well boys you are most welcome. Any friends of Randy’s are friends of my wife’s and mine." Lew boomed as he shook our hands up and down. "So how is my boy? Up and ready to go today?"

"Oh yeah he is definitely up I would say and he will be ready to go in a little while. He and Skip and Billy-Bob are doing some exercises right now to get him psyched for the doubles match this afternoon." I said grinning at the thought of the exercises going on at this very moment in room 6506.

Timmy and I left Lew at the front desk and walked outside where we saw Sam, James and Charles standing outside waiting for cars to come and bring them people and tips! Sam ran off

to get our car for us.

"Hey guys how can we ever thank you? This has been awesome and the Magic Man was bumping last night Charles. Thanks so much for the tip and the drinks!" I said grasping his hand firmly and shaking.

Charles laughed and said, "I am glad you found it to your liking Tom. They are good people and if you like to dance in Richmond that is the place for you. Hope to see you both real soon."

I put my hand on Charles arm and sort of walked over to the side with him and said, "Look man I know you know everything there is to know about downtown Richmond."

"I am your man if you need a plan," Charles said grinning.

"Well is there like a sex shop around here somewhere? Timmy and I need to buy a present for someone," I asked.

"OH YES SIR! There is a good one right around the corner not a five minute walk." Charles said giving me the directions.

"Can you hold our car for a minute? We’ll be right back," I said taking Timmy’s hand and walking off in the direction of the shop.

"Sure thing no problem Tom. Take your time," Charles said to our retreating backs.

"So where are we going in such a hurry man?" Timmy asked as we hurried down the sidewalk.

"Charles told me there was a good sex shop down here just a few minutes walk so no time like the present I have always heard. Let’s see what they have," I said as I spied the shop marquee and we walked inside the dimly lit store that had its windows all blacked out.

There were rows of shelves with all kinds of videos and DVD’s and I saw the manager at his register in the back. We walked up to him and I said, "Hi. My name is Tom and this is Timmy and we wondered if you have a selection of dildo’s and other toys that we could look at?"

He looked at us and smiled. He was about 50 years old and had a goatee and longish hair. "Well since you introduced yourselves my name is Lou and this is my store and you came to the right place boys I have the best selection in town. Come right this way and I’ll give you a tour and see if anything catches your eyes."

"Charles from the Navaho sent us down," I said.

"Oh Charles keeps them coming in here that is for sure. I give all his recommendations a special price." Lou said as we followed him. We got to the counter and he did have a great selection. He picked up one of the many dildos he had in stock and said, "This one is very popular with both the men and the ladies. It is an exact copy of Lukas Ridgeston’s cock and they say it is wonderful and holds up well with lots of use." He held it up and it was gorgeous. Damn Lucas was amazing if this was really a copy of his hard cock and balls.

"That looks like just what we need. By any chance does it come with straps that you can use to attach it?" Timmy asked.

"Well you are in luck. I have one in each left in stock. Now where was that one with straps," he said handing the other cock to me. It was made of really soft and pliant but very strong and rigid plastic and felt incredible. What a cock I thought. "Oh here it is. How does this look boys?"

"Its just what we want. Wow this is great. I don’t suppose you would have a box we could wrap it in. It’s a gift for a friend of ours who...well...who has...a really small penis and he needs an ego boost and this one should do the trick." I said.

"Yeah I have a box and I think I have some brown wrapping paper around here somewhere. Give me a minute and I’ll fix you right up. Take your time and look around and see if anything else catches your eyes boys." he said as he carried off the fake cocks.

Timmy and looked at some of the videos but our lives were better than any video could ever be so we resisted. We walked up to the register and the guy had wrapped up the present for Big John. He had wrapped it in brown paper just like we asked. He had put the other dildo in a plastic bag. I asked him of he had a note card or something I could write on and he reached under the counter and pulled out a small blank card and envelope. I wrote a quick note to John telling him to use this gift well and signed our names. I sealed the envelope and taped it to the front of the present. I paid for them with cash and we thanked Lou and started to leave the store.

"Come back anytime. Thanks boys. A real pleasure doing business with you two. It’s nice to have someone know what they want and to be so friendly. So many of my customers act like they don’t want to be caught dead in my store and it is sort of lonely sometimes. No one really looks at you. You know?" He said as we walked out. We waved goodbye and walked back to the hotel happy with our new purchase.

We walked up to Charles and I handed him the present for Big John. "Charles can you make sure that John gets this present and tell him it is from Timmy and me and please make sure he gets it personally and that there is no one else in his room when you give it to him." I said handing him a $20 dollar bill.

"Why boys that is not necessary but thank you very much. I’ll make sure master John gets this right away and follow your instruction to a tee. Did Lou give you a special price on your purchases?" Charles asked.

"Yes he was great. Thanks for sending us to his store," I said.

Sam had parked our car off to the side and had put our bags n the truck. Timmy and I thanked him and gave him a tip as well and then jumped in the car opening the windows and buckling up for the trip home. It was hot but soon the wind would be blowing through the open windows and we would be jamming down the road.

We waved and Timmy headed out and before long he had us on the interstate and we were driving home and it felt good. Neil Young was singing and I had put the CD of Harvest in the player. I loved this CD and Timmy and I sang along to every song. I stripped off my shirt and helped Timmy take off his and the air felt good on our fit, hard, tanned young bodies. Life was good and we were so blessed.

I pulled out the plastic bag with the dildo in it and got it out and examined it closely. It even had simulated veins running up and down the surface. "Damn man Lukas really has a gorgeous cock doesn’t he? Big John should be proud of it and did you see there was a place for your cock to slide in on the strap on one. This one has this suction cup thing and a handle on it so you can attach it to a hard surface and fuck yourself if you lover isn’t around to do it for you."

"Well I don’t plan to ever leave you alone long enough so that you will want to use that thing on your own but I am sure we can have a little fun with it from time to time." Timmy said. "Look in the glove box I have some handiwipes in there so you can like sanitize it."

I looked in the glove compartment and found a handiwipe and opened it up and wiped that big plastic cock all over making sure I got it clean. I then waved it around and stuck it in Timmy’s face and he opened his mouth and took the head inside and started to suck on it.

"Tastes a little weird but not bad. Try it man and see what you think?" Timmy said letting it go.

I tried it and got about 4 inches down my throat and began to suck on it. Timmy was right it did taste like plastic but it was pretty cool. I could have used one of these things when I was in high school and laying on my bed fantasizing about Timmy while I jerked off. I suddenly broke out laughing and spit the thing out of my mouth as I thought about what Rosa would have done if she had found this thing in my room when she snooped around.

"She would have had a heart attack for sure," Timmy laughed along with me at the thought.

"I could only wish for that," I said still laughing. "If that was the case I wish I had bought one of these a long time ago. Do you think they could have charged me with murder if she had croaked looking at it?" Laughing even harder.

"Stop it man you are going to make me have a wreck," Timmy laughed as tears fell out of both our eyes we were laughing so hard.

"This was the best idea Tom to buy a dildo for John. Why didn’t he think of that sooner? Of course he still needs to find a lover who will let him use it. Hey call Randy and Skip and ask them to invite him over tonight. While Billy-Bob and Mark are in the one bedroom maybe Randy and Skip can try John’s present out in the other one. I mean they did sleep together last night and all." Timmy said.

"Great idea man," I said putting the cock away and pulling out my cell phone. I called the hotel and asked for Randy’s room hoping that he hadn’t left yet.

"Yo wass up wit you," Randy said as he answered the phone.

"Hey man it’s Tom. Look Timmy and I bought this strap on cock as a present for Big John. It’s like a replica of Lukas Ridgeston’s cock. You know the model from Bel Ami that was like their first porn star I think. I gave it to Charles to give to him. How about if you and Skip invite him over to test it out? I mean he has never actually fucked anyone before so I think it would be good for him to try it out with friends. What do you say?" I said.

"Yo man I’m there and we on it. No worries bro. Check you later. Peace out man," Randy said hanging up.

"So what’s our plan man?" Timmy said looking at me.

"Well we ought to slide by the skateboard shop and pick up Mike’s birthday present and then head home so we can hide it before he gets home from work. And we need to hide our new play toy so prying little eyes don’t find it by accident. Then I would say lets just enjoy a freaky afternoon off and maybe check our e-mail and maybe even take a nap. That would be a novel thing to do." I suggested.

"Great plan my man. You are the man with the plan." Timmy chortled as we drove. As we had such a late breakfast and I knew we were having pizza with Jake and Jon tonight we didn’t need to stop for lunch. Timmy said he could wait till we got home and grab a snack there depending on what mom and Grand had left in the refrigerator.

The miles flew by and were helped along by great music. The Bee Good Tonyas, Willie Nelson. Emmy Lou Harris, The Waif’s and others.

"So what do you think about Mark and Billy-Bob? Think it can work?" I said to Timmy.

"Hell Tom anything is possible in our new world. Yeah I think its awesome. I have to admit I am probably just as much a racist as Billy-Bob in many ways or at least I used to be. I mean I never heard it at home from my mom or anything like that but you know we didn’t have many blacks in our school and I just have never been around them at all. It was like Billy-Bob said. I just never thought they were real before I met Mark. I never put a face to them because I had never really had a conversation with a black person before and shit he was so freaking hot in bed man. Damn he was good." Timmy said.

"Yeah it will be good to have Mark around and with his theater and dance abilities he and I can really set something up when we move back home. This is going to be so radical man. We are going to change the world you know that? I can feel it in my bones and in my soul. You and I are going to change it all one person at a time." I said reaching out my hand to stroke Timmy’s shoulder.

Then we were taking the exit that would bring us by the skateboard shop and before we knew it Timmy was pulling up in front of the store which didn’t seem to be very busy this time of day. We got out and stretched after the long ride.

Timmy looked at me over the top of his car and said, "Hey Tom do you think this is the kind of place that says, ‘No shirt, no shoes, no service’?"

He was trying to hold back a smile and then his face broke into a huge grin and we were both giggling and laughing as we walked into the store without our shirts. The guy behind the counter was a true skater dude with long black hair, ear rings, eye liner and a few tattoos for added effect.

He looked up from his magazine at us laughing and said, "so what’s ups dudes? Is it me or something I ate for lunch?"

"Naw man. It’s us. We’re just freaks." Timmy said reaching out his hand to clasp the guys hand. "I’m Timmy and this here is my partner Tom."

"Hey man. We’re here to pick up a board that our friend Brandon reserved for us." I said shaking his hand as well. "he told us it was a righteous board and that you all had the very best."

"We do dude! We do and shit man that Brandon character is so totally cool dude. Out of sight man. He is an amazing boarder. Fucking awesome dude. He can skate circles around me and I thought I was good. At least in my own mind dude. This board is so fucking sweet you are going to love it. I worked on it special just for Brandon and it is one sweet ride. Cherry dude!" he said pulling out this incredible looking board from under the counter. "And we have a customized helmet, gloves and knee pads to go with it. The works man."

He pulled out this incredible helmet that matched the board and had Mike’s name written on it. "So who is this Mike dude? I thought you said your names were Tom and Timmy."

Timmy laughed as he reached for the helmet to pick it up and admire it and said, "Yeah that’s right man. It’s a birthday present for our little bro man. He turns 11 tomorrow and Brandon is going to teach him how to board."

"Cool dude. Brandon is the best. You’re little bro is one lucky guy to have big bro’s like you. Mine is an asshole not that it matters." he said.

"So we told you our names and what’s yours?" I asked.

"Oh my boarding name is Moon Dog ‘cause I howl like a dog when I moon all the chicks and my baggies are usually way down on my bony freaking hips man and I like to show lots of ass crack when I board," Moon Dog said grinning a stoner grin at us. He had a great smile but from his handshake I knew he was straight.

"I’ll bet they just love that man," I said wondering what that might look like. Moon Dog was thin as a rail but looked like he had some muscle hidden under the huge oversized baggie pants and shirt he was wearing. Damn how could anyone wear their pants so low down on their hips and how the hell did they stay up I wondered. He had absolutely no ass at all that I could see. About 3 or 4 inches of his boxers were showing above the waistband of his pants. "But it doesn’t look to me like you have any ass at all."

"You are so right about that my man. Not much there to cushion my fall but they still love it and don’t you believe otherwise my friend. Shit you guys must be fag buddies with Brandon. But hey man that is cool man. Righteous dude that Brandon is and the chicks are just so sorry he gives his cock to guys instead of chicks." He then looked at us and smiled and pointed down to his crotch and cock hidden in his pants. "For me this cock is for the ladies only. No way is a guy going to go down on this. No way but you know its all cool man. Its all good in the end. Different strokes for different folks you know. So how you going to pay for this cash or credit card?"

"Cash man and don’t knock it till you try it man. No one can give head like another guy and I am living proof of that and now that I know what it’s like I’ll never go back," Timmy said pulling out his wallet to get his cash. I had mine out to see what I owed. We looked at the bill that Moon Dog showed us and I quickly divvied up the amount in my head and pulled out my part of the bill while Timmy pulled out his.

"Thanks dudes. It’s a pleasure doing business with you guys and I hope you didn’t take what I said personally. Its all cool and all jive. You all are cool and I am chill and come on back and see us sometime." Moon Dog said shaking our hands.

"Yeah it’s all cool and we may see you over at the skate park off Maple Street sometime." Timmy said as we collected our stuff and headed out the door. We put everything in the back seat and then got back into the car and headed out towards home.

"Look Tom I’ll think I swing by Back Yard Burger and grab a burger and fries. You want anything. I am starved and I don’t know what mom has at home and don’t want to fall out or anything." Timmy said as he pulled up to the drive through microphone.

"Thanks for asking man. I’ll pass," I said. We pulled into the drive through and Timmy ordered and we got in line to pick up his stuff. "So what did you think of Moon Dog? Does a guy like that offend you at all or is it all cool?"

"Ah he didn’t mean anything. Just words man. He obviously has a thing for Brandon in a straight kind of way and he was also stoned out of his gourd man so not to worry," Timmy said as we pulled up to the window and he handed the girl his money and she handed him his sack of food which he handed to me along with his change. I threw his change in the little holder on his dash and then opened the bag for him and handed him his burger. He ate it in about 6 huge bits and then I took the wrapper and gave him his waffle fries which he polished off by the time we entered our driveway. I had one or two and they were hot and fresh and tasted good. There were no cars in sight only my truck so I guessed everyone was out and about.

We grabbed our stuff out of the trunk and Mikes stuff out of the back seat and I took Timmy’s trash and we headed inside where it was blessedly cool even though we didn’t have air conditioning in our house but we had great trees which shaded the house.

"Anyone home?" I yelled out as we came in the kitchen. There was silence except for the sounds of Blackie’s toe nails on the tile floor as she came to greet us with her tail wagging. We gave her a treat and petted her as I tossed the garbage in the bin and we headed upstairs. Blackie followed us so we left the door open to the attic.

It felt good to be home. Blackie went over and jumped up on our bed and curled up taking a little nap like she needed another nap. Ah the life of a dog was usually pretty good. Timmy and I stowed Mike’s presents in our closet so he wouldn’t see them and we unpacked our shit and put everything away. I hid the dildo in the top shelf of my closet under some winter clothes. Then we stripped down to our boxers and we took a leak coming back in the room to turn on our computer. Timmy sat down and did that while I put on some music and lit some incense.

I pulled up and chair and sat next to Timmy as he scrolled through our e-mails deleted all the junk and getting it down to a manageable amount. I saw 6 from Philip and I knew they would be hot as they had photo attachments. First we went through and read and answered the general stuff from friends at Carolina and Boston and then my JUB friends.

Malcolm and Sean had written and we knew that we had to set a date to make a road trip to DC to visit them and see the town and go dancing. We wrote them to bring some possible dates to the concert next week and we would bring some as well and set something down in stone at that time. Just then my cell phone rang and I flipped it open and saw that it was Big John calling.

"Hey man what’s up?" I said answering the phone.

"Just calling in with an update Tom and to thank you guys. Where did you find that thing? How was your trip home?" John asked.

"No problems and its just a straight shot. Slip in some discs and its all OK you know man." I said. "Charles turned us onto to a sex shop right around the corner from the hotel. Have you tried it on for size?"

"Yeah man and it feels so great to actually have a cock even if it is plastic and just pretend. And Skip called and invited me over after the banquet to try it out. You guys are the best," John said as his voice cracked and I could tell he was crying.

"Hey man you’re in the circle of friends now so the blessings will keep coming and coming. You just have to be open and ready at all times," I said.

"Thanks. I will try and remember that Tom. And...well I talked to my parents and they freaked out at first mostly because there is so much history of our family at William & Mary you know but after all the screaming and yelling died down they were OK but I guess it took them about an hour or so. I know they are disappointed but they are being pretty cool about it. They kept saying you know ‘why this? And what did we do wrong? And why don’t you like it?’ So then I told them about being gay and about my feelings about the size of my cock," he continued.

"So what did they say about that?" I asked.

"I think they were actually more freaked about William & Mary than about my sex life to tell the truth. I mean they were worried but as neither of them had seen me naked in a long tome they had no idea what I was going through and what I had been through in high school. They just had not idea and of course I kept things hidden from them as well as the rest of the world until you opened me up Tom. And you know they asked all the standard shit like if I could have an operation and if I had been to see a doctor and was it something they did or didn’t do and all that shit parents go through when they found out their kid is gay but in the end they were pretty cool about it all. I am glad I bit the bullet and finally told them. Thanks for the shove this morning Tom. I couldn’t have done it without your help and knowing you and Timmy and everyone was there to back me up in my decision." John said.

"Well I am sure that is a load off your mind man," I said.

"You got that right and then I called my tennis coach and he was obviously disappointed but I think he understood and well then I called the coach at Carolina and he is like Randy said creaming in his tennis shorts and Brad was cool so it’s all settled and on go. Thanks man for pushing me and for all you and Timmy did for me last night. You guys are the best you know that?" John said.

"Yeah I think we do. Just trying to help out our fellow man you know. You’re our friend now and we will always have your back John. Little dick or no you are with us to the end now whether you like it or not," I said.

"Shit you aren’t going to let me off the hook about my cock are you?" John asked.

"No man. Look its not going to change so we need to make the best of it and not let it be the elephant in the room so to speak. Look have fun for the rest of the tournament and we’ll be in touch. Let us know how things work out with your toy this evening. We want to hear all the details so don’t leave anything out and come and see us if you get a chance OK?" I said.

"Thanks man I will," John said and hung up.

"You catch all that man?" I asked Timmy as I laid my phone on the desk next to the computer.

"Sure did man. Look at this will you. God those twins are so freaking hot. They make me so freaking horny," Timmy said as pushed his cock down between his legs and then held them tightly pressed together.

He had opened up the first of Phillips e-mails and this one was a series of photos of Jimmy and Billy in like this carpenters workshop. They were dressed in work clothes and then slowly took them off in the series of photos. There were different poses with different tools and saws and shit. One had Billy up on the table saw with the blade between his legs and a look of terror on his face as Jimmy pretended to push him up to the saw blade like a piece of wood or something. It was enough to scare the hell out of me and I grabbed my cock to protect myself.

These boys could read the phone book and they would be hot and sexy I thought to myself. We then opened the next and the next and on and on until we had looked at them all. In one series they were in like a school at these desks and Lyle was the teacher and before long they were being kept after school and working on his cock. In one Lyle was preaching and the twins were in the congregation and then Lyle opened his cassock and the boys sucked on his cock. Damn that would get him into trouble if anyone from the church ever saw it.

In another they were surfing and in another they were boarding and on and on the next hotter and more erotic than the next. Phillips sense of composition and use of color and placements of objects in his photos was superb. He never had anything extra or that did not belong in any of his photographs. He really was a master photographer of the male body. Someday he might be as good as Greg Gorman or Robert Maplethorpe. He had also included some random photos of all the guys at the surf shop and even some of a wild party at the bungalow’s behind the surf shop. Lots of cock and sex.

I was hot and horny but wanted to save my juices for later and finally we were done and I saw that it was about 3PM. We probably had time for a short nap before Mike and everyone came home and our lives would start over again.

"So you up for just taking a short nap Timmy or do you need some sex after seeing all those hot freaking photos?" I said.

"You know I think I would just like to lay there with you and cuddle Tom and just fall asleep. We can let all those photos work on our juices for later with Jon and Jake. Will that work for you?" he said standing up with his half hard cock tenting out his boxers.

I ran my hand over his chest and said, "yeah that sounds great." We both went over to the bed and just lay down together snuggling close and kissing lightly. Blackie was laying at our feet and put her little head on my leg. I could feel her warm breath as I drifted off to sleep.

Before long we were both asleep and snoring softly in our love nest under the eaves at the house on Maple Street that was our home. Both if us were more tired that we ever thought and needed this time to recharge our batteries and just sleep. I had no idea how long we were out before we were both awakened to the sound of barking and lots of giggling and laughter and Mike, Ben and Willie exploded into our room and our lives and they were jumping on us wrestling and tickling us and we were doing the same to them. Blackie didn’t know what to make of it was we yelled and giggled and shrieked and laughed and fell on the floor. She was dancing around and barking and watching us act silly and wild as brothers will do from time to time.

"Tom! Timmy! Did you miss us? Did you? Did you?" Ben and Willie yelled amid their giggling fits of young childish laughter.

"Yes we missed you. Of course we missed you. How could we not miss you guys," Timmy growled like a tiger and crept around on the floor like an animal on all fours. The boys retreated in mock terror as he came after them holding them upside down and shaking them until I thought they might puke they were laughing so much.

Finally we all sat on the floor with our backs to the bed breathing hard. "We watched Randy win last night Tom. He really played good didn’t he?" Mike said.

"Yeah he played the best game of his life Mike. He was awesome and it was so cool being there and watching it all happen right there in front of our eyes. Randy’s dad had this incredible sky box with these plush seats and everything," I said.

"And don’t forget the buffet with all that great food," Timmy laughed.

"I am sure you remember that more than the match," I said laughing at Timmy.

"That man he played was so big wasn’t he Tom?" Mike said.

"Yeah they call him Big John and he is like a giant guys and now he is our good friend and he is going to move to Chapel Hill and live in our house and play tennis with Randy and everything," I said.

"Hey guys why don’t you find Redwall and let’s read right now. Tom and I are heading over to Jake and Jon’s place for dinner in a little while and we owe you as few chapters I think," Timmy said getting up to find a coke and hand me a bottle of water. "You guys want something?" Mike wanted some water and Willie took a coke and Timmy grabbed one for Ben who was soon back in the room carrying the book. We all drank some of our drinks and then sat around Timmy as he began to read and took us on a long adventure over to the next country on these long boats made from bark. The animals had to go over huge terrible rapids and survive a huge storm as they were on a quest looking for one of the mouse maidens who had been kidnaped by the evil weasels and taken hostage. It was hard going but the friends stuck together and made their way through lots of terrible dangers and then Timmy all of a sudden stopped reading and shut the book. We all fell over on the floor moaning and groaning but we couldn’t get him to continue no matter how much we pleaded with him.

"OK guys you need to give Tom and I some space so we can get a shower and get dressed and I am sure mom might need some help setting the dinner table. We’ll be down in a few minutes. OK?" Timmy said getting up and handing the book back to Ben. They all trooped downstairs including Blackie and I heard Mike shut the door as he left.

Timmy and I stripped off our boxers and headed to the bathroom where we turned on the water and then took a leak and then stepped under that refreshing hot spray of water. Damn it felt good beating down on my skin as I turned around and around getting everything wet. Then we grabbed our soap and helped soap each other up. Timmy let me wash his butt crack and hole and then I turned around and let him do the same for me. Damn his fingers felt good as they slid in and out of my hole.

"Shit we should be ready for anything now. Damn wasn’t that shower at the hotel out of sight man?" Timmy said.

"It was the bomb man. I wish Jake had one like that at his apartment. I guess we need to get them to take a long shower to soften up their pubes and other hairs and then we can go to work on them. I can’t wait to get another look at Jon without any clothes. Together they are so freaking GQ aren’t they?" I said wistfully thinking about how gorgeous they both were.

"Hey man we are all good looking guys and don’t you forget it!" Timmy said grabbing my cock playfully and giving it a tug. I loved it when he said things and did things like that to me. He made me feel so wanted, so loved and so needed. He was my everything and I could not imagine living without him anymore than I could imagine life with the sun.

We quickly shaved, flossed and brushed our teeth leaving the deodorant off for tonight. I hated the taste and we were going to sweat anyway and I loved the taste and smell of real sweat. Then we cleaned up the bathroom and headed back to our room to get dressed. It really didn’t mater all that much what we wore because all our clothes were coming off in just a little while I thought to myself as Timmy handed me my clothes.

"It still always matters Tom. You have to look your best at all times and you never know who you will meet out there tonight." Timmy said reading my mind as we dressed and helped each other with our hair.

"You are right as usual Timmy. Thanks for keeping me straight at least as far as my appearance goes," I laughed. "You can’t keep me straight as far as sex goes!"

"And I don’t want to. Damn Tom I can’t imagine a time in my life without you. It is like we are attached to each other man. It is so cool. I love being in love." Timmy said as we kissed and then headed downstairs where we found the family gathered around the table getting ready to say their blessing. We joined in and Ben said the blessing.

"God is great, God is good and we thank God for our food. Amen and let’s eat!" he said.

They were having pork chops, salad, tomatoes, corn on the cob and fresh apple sauce. "Wow everything smells great!" I said giving Grand, Mom and Maire kisses and patting dad on the shoulder.

"We’re off to see Jake and Jon. Anything we need to tell him dad?" Timmy said.

"Jon is wonderful guys. I thank myself every day for having the foresight to hire him." dad said.

"I am glad it is working out. See you all later. Love you," I said as Timmy and I walked outside into the hot humid early evening air. We jumped in my truck and after buckling up headed out of the driveway and down the street. After winding our ways through all the back streets to get to Jake’s place we finally pulled into the big parking lot behind his apartment complex.

The place was jumping tonight as doors and windows were open wide and guys and girls were grilling out and throwing frisbees and drinking beer and just enjoying the hot summer evening outside with their friends. Lots of frat guys who were of course half naked and showing off their buff and toned bods were running around showing off their bods to all the girls and to their male friends. Timmy and I took in the view and pointed out a few guys that were hot. I loved the way straight guys loved to show off what they had to other straight guys but they didn’t think that was gay at all. No matter what they might say or believe it was as gay as it got.

"Damn Tom look at that guy. Shit he is built. He looks like he stepped out of one of those hot Abercrombie & Fitch ads. Damn what an Apollo’s belt on him and see how you can see his pubes over the top of his shorts. Fuck me man what a turn on. I wouldn’t half mind running my lips down that treasure trail to see what he has hidden down below!" Timmy said smacking his lips.

"Hell yes man. He is begging for it and I’ll bet he gets something later on but right now we are two hot guys going to get down with two very hot guys so those guys over there don’t have nothing on us now do they?" I laughed as we got out of my truck leaving the windows open and the doors unlocked. We walked across the hot pavement and up to Jake’s door and knocked.

The door opened fast and Jake came out dressed only in his boxers and gave us both a huge bear hug. "My hairdressers are here. Oh Jon my hairdressers are here for their house call." he laughed in a very gay voice and we all laughed along with his silly antics. He looked at the other end of the parking lot and whistled and said, "Oh shit catch a load of Ronnie Adams over there. What a body. God he makes me so freaking hard every time I see him. I tried my best to put my hard cock up his ass but unfortunately he is as straight as they come and has turned me down repeatedly. To bad but at least he is cool about me asking and he even told me once he was flattered I had asked." Jake said.

"Yeah Timmy and I were just admiring the view before we came it. Lord those guys are hot. Not sure how you stand it my man." I said.

"That is why I am in a perpetual state of hardness guys. Come on in and I’ll show you just what I mean my friends," Jake said dragging us inside his apartment and closing the door. He had a window AC unit which was trying to keep his place cool with the outside temperatures around 90 degrees today. "Hey what’s say we eat first and then you can get to your styling of our pubic region. Jon’s on the crapper and will be out in a minute. Grab yourself something to drink while I fire up this doobie and get high. I just got off work and it was a long day. Profitable but long." Jake said lighting up a joint and drawing deeply into his lungs. He was smiling as he smoked.

Timmy got a Coke for himself and grabbed a bottle of water for me and a beer for Jake which he handed to us. I cracked my bottle and tipped the clear cold water into my mouth and glugged down a few wonderful gulps of nice cold refreshing water. Damn I loved this stuff.

"Thanks man," Jake said as he exhaled a cloud of smoke and then twisted the cap off his bottle and took a long swig. "Our boy really showed them in Richmond last night didn’t he? It was so cool to have almost all the TV’s in the restaurant tuned to Randy Frank last night so no matter where I was I could see that gorgeous guy running around the court and I knew that I had fucked that sweet little ass of his. No one had a clue why I was giggling and laughing to myself all night long. They probably thought I was stoned or something. He is so cute isn’t he?"

"He is that my man. He is that and he played the game of his life last night," Timmy said opening the box of pizza and grabbing a slice as we all sat down around the coffee table.

"And that guy he was playing. WOW what a giant he was! Damn! I didn’t know giant’s could play tennis but he was good wasn’t it? That match could have gone either way and it all ended up down to that very last shot," Jake said between a mouthful of pizza.

"Well that giant has a name and it is John but they all call him Big John and after the match we met him and he is so cool Jake. But he is very shy and going through an emotional time right now but the good news is that he is joining our new world and we have gotten him transferred to Carolina and he is going to live with us in Skips house!" I said enthusiastically. I was looking at the pizza but holding off for awhile.

"No SHIT man. That is so cool. So tell me does a guy like that have a donkey dick that stretches to the floor or what?" Jake said leering at Timmy and I with pizza hanging out of his mouth.

"Or what would be the term I would use for Big John," Timmy said. "Actually John has one of the smallest dicks Tom and I have ever seen or heard of and it has been really hard for him. It is probably lucky he is still alive man. Mentally he has had a rough time you know. Can you imagine how hard that is to be so big and have such a small dick?"

"What do you mean by small exactly and shit guys I couldn’t imagine life without my cock as big as it is," Jake said grabbing his crotch.

"Well when John is soft he is maybe 1 inch and hard he is about 1 ½ inches and his balls are almost non existent. Like little marbles or robins eggs. But all in all they are kind of cute and we did have a good time getting him off," I said.

"Oh please guys you really are pulling my leg aren’t you? No one could be that small," Jake said with a look of horror on his face.

"No one could be how small?" Jon said as he entered the room wearing nothing but his boxers and lord he was a sight. Chris Casablanca come to Harrisonburg. We explained about big John as Jon got himself a beer and came over and grabbed a piece of pizza and sat down next to Jake on the couch.

"Damn guy I can’t imagine growing up with a cock that small. Shit we are all such size queens even straight guys and they maybe more so than the rest of us queers." Jon said as he chewed his pizza slowly thinking about Big John.

"Well we are going to change John’s life around and just like none of us has a problem with Skip’s fat or Malcolm’s hair or the size of his huge balls we aren’t going to let the size of John’s cock interfere with our loving him and accepting him into our new world." I said. "And Timmy and I bought him a little toy that you strap on and Skip and Randy are going to try it out tonight and see how it works."

"Let’s drink to that," Timmy said as he raised his Coke and we all raised our beverage of choice and clinked bottles and cans together in a toast to our new found friend. I finally took a piece of the pizza and savored each bite. It was so cheesy and topped with mushrooms, and little bits of ham and green olives.

"So Jon how are things working out with my dad and you? He seems really pleased with your work so far," I asked Jon.

"Your dad is the bomb man. He is the greatest boss and doesn’t mind showing me the ropes and he is so freaking patient. I feel like I am always asking dumb questions and he never lets me feel stupid or anything. I can’t believe how well it is working out and shit all my classmates are jealous as hell which makes me feel GREAT!" Jon said laughing as he took a hit off the joint Jake had just fired up. "And please don’t think I am a stoner all the time. Tonight is special. tell them Jake."

"He is right my friends. He really doesn’t smoke all that much," Jake said.

"Hey as long as you are comfortable it doesn’t bother me or Timmy." I said taking one more piece of pizza. That would be my limit. Well maybe later after sex I would feel hungry again and probably inhaling all this second hand pot smoke would get my appetite charged up.

"So Tom and I were thinking that you guys need to like take a really hot shower and like let the hot water really hit your pubes and all and then we will do our magic. You may have to get back in a couple of times as we work on different parts of your luscious bod’s." Timmy said sitting back on the couch and pulling his t-shirt up and over his head.

"We want you guys to just do your thing. The great thing about hair is that it always grows out again." Jon said.

"Cool and did you get that stuff I told you about Jake?" Timmy said.

"Yeah man. It’s in my room. And you swear it works?" Jake asked.

"Hell yeah it works. How do you think swimmers keep all their body hair off and models and stuff? It will keep it off completely for about 2-3 months and then you have to apply it again. The only way to make it permanent is to have it removed by electrolysis and that is very expensive." Timmy said as he stood up and sucked in his gut which made his baggies fall to the floor. He then leaned over and shoved his boxers down as well and picked them both up with his foot. He took them off his foot and laid them on the edge of the couch.

"Come on Tom let’s get ready. You guys hop in the shower and we’ll meet you in your bedroom in a few. You got plenty of towels, shaving gel, razors, a pan of water and a couple of wash cloths ready?" Timmy asked Jake.

"It’s all in my room. You know the way. Light up some incense and put on some tunes and we’ll be right with you," Jake said as he and Jon lowered their boxers. Both of them together took my breath away and I gasped out loud at their beauty. They both laughed at the sound of my breath and posed for us. "Pretty awesome bod’s huh Tom?"

"Damn guys you are like some Greek Gods or something and Jon lord you are amazing." He was amazing. Just like Chris Casablanca. Perfect male beauty in every way. Low, low hangers swinging between his legs and a gorgeous cock. His body was almost free of hair as it was. Perfect blond hair and those eyes that could drive a man wild. So green and their gaze could bore a hole right into your heart and soul. His smile could light up a room and those lips were just begging to be kissed. He was in great shape but not overly so and his most incredible feature had to be that cock and set of low hangers of his. He, Lucus and Lane had some incredibly beautiful ball sacs between them.

My reaction to him had given him an immediate hard on. I mean it went from soft to hard in like 60 seconds flat just filling with blood and now it was there staring at me. It’s entire 7 inches hard and taut and just waiting to be touched and held and squeezed in someone’s fist and kissed by someone’s lips and licked by someone’s tongue. Absolutely perfect in every way. I was a cock gazer and I regretted for an instant the fact that a cock like this one was preferable to a cock like Big John’s but hey that was a fact of life and all of us had to deal with it each and every day.

"Come on Jon or you’ll shoot your wad right here," Jake said as he turned Jon around and pushed him reluctantly towards the bathroom.

"Damn he is hot isn’t he?" Timmy whispered.

"Yeah," I croaked as my voice cracked with emotion. I stood up and removed all my cloths as Timmy watched. My cock was hard and a few strands of precum were dripping out of the tip. He reached out and took them on his fingers and then put them to his lips. I followed him to the bedroom where we found that Jake had set out everything as promised. We put out some large oversized beach towels on the carpet to catch any drips and other stuff that might fall.

I lit some incense and Timmy put on some tunes and then we heard the bathroom door open and soon two very wet but otherwise gorgeous guys walked into the bedroom and stood on the towels. Timmy and I kneeled down in front of them and looked from one to the other. Jake was already used to trimming his pubes and Jon’s were trimmed as well but they weren’t equal. One was black and one was blond. Timmy and I went to work trimming and shaving and looking back and forth between each one to give them the same look. We shaved their legs and chests and also trimmed their underarms. I loved the part when I got to hold Jon’s cock out of the way while I worked on his balls.

"Damn maybe we should dunk these things in ice cold water to bring them up man. They are so loose and hanging and shit," I said.

"No way man. Do them like they are or not at all," Jake cried out. "No cold water for these babies. They are my family jewels you know." We all laughed together.

Timmy and I worked on these two hunks standing there before us. They smoked a J between them and the music kept us on beat. Finally everything was done except for the area under their ball sacs and in their ass cracks and around their holes.

"So when do you do the hair removing cream man?" Jake asked.

"In a few but I think you should get back in the shower for a few minutes. Then you need to lay on your backs so we can get at your ass’s," I said sitting back on my legs admiring our handiwork. "Nice job don’t you think Timmy?"

"Yeah they look almost like twins except for the color of their hair." Timmy said as Jake and Jon hurried off to the shower to soften up those ass hairs. Timmy leaned over to me and we kissed and flicked our tongues back and forth in each others mouths while we waited. I felt the pressure of his strong hand on the back of my head as we kissed.

We broke apart as we heard the boys returning to the bedroom. They lay down next to each other on the towels and spread their legs and held their ass cheeks apart and had their legs up in the air. The view we had made us chuckle. Two big ass holes looking at us.

"What’s do you find so amazing?" Jake asked. "As if I didn’t know. Come on get to work and shave us and then we both want to feel your cocks rammed up in our ass’s guys. As long as we are down here with our ass’s in the air you might as well fill them with your hard cocks."

"Sounds like a plan to us," Timmy said as we went to work shaving and removing all the hair in their ass cracks and behind their balls. Soon they were clean shaven and smooth as a babies bottom.

I jumped up and found two condoms and was back in a flash. Timmy and I leaned over and started to rim our boys making them moan and thrust their hips in the air as they held their legs back and up for us. They tasted fresh and somewhat like the shaving gel we had used. Then we used our fingers to loosen up those eager and waiting holes and finally Timmy put a condom on my hard cock and I unrolled done on his and we both shuffled forward on our knees grabbing their upraised legs for support until our cock were just outside and poised for entry into those dark pink puckered holes of pleasure.

"Take it home boys. Take it all the way home," Jake called out with a giggle.

Timmy and I leaned forward pushing ourselves on their legs and thrusting our hips forward to shove our cocks deep inside making each of them gasp out loud in unison. Then we began to work in earnest as Timmy and I thrust our hips in and out in time to the music and each other. All of us were grunting as we rocked back and forth and in and out of Jon and Jake finally taking us over and causing each of us to have an orgasm. I shoved hard as I came and Timmy did the same until we were dry.

"Holy fuck that was good,"Timmy said as he pulled out and sat back on his legs with his now deflating cock starting to shrivel and fall down to lay between his legs. I did the same and I stripped off my rubber and Timmy handed me his and I tossed them in the trash can where they landed for three points. "GO CAROLINA!" Timmy yelled.

"Damn you guys are real butt fuckers aren’t you?" Jake said with a laugh as he and Jon let their tired legs back down on the floor,

"Hell it’s hard not to be with ass’s like yours," Timmy said. "Now raise back up and let Tom and I apply this cream. This is the best stuff. Some of the creams out there on the market will actually burn the hairs and that is not pleasant I can tell you. I have heard all the horror stories. But like a swimmer actually invented this stuff so you know its good."

We applied the cream all over their legs, butt, cracks, balls, thighs, chest, abs, arms and around their pits and pubes where we had left some hair. They stood up so we could finish and turned this way and that so we could get to every place they didn’t want any body hair.

"Too bad you can’t go out and run around the parking lot to make this stuff dry. We need to wait about 45 minutes or so to let it dry completely." Timmy said putting the cap back on the jar of cream.

"But hey I think you can use your hands to jerk us off while we wait." I said.

"And their lips to suck our cocks," Timmy added.

"We didn’t put any cream on their hands and lips did we Timmy boy?" I asked.

"No sir. I don’t reckon we did. So for payment for all our hard work get on your knees boys and get to work on these here hard cocks," Timmy said grabbing his cock and squeezing it and then swinging it back and forth in their faces as they knelt before us. Two gods kneeling before two gods. We had both just cum but I was ready eager and willing to go again.

My cock disappeared into Jon’s waiting mouth and he eagerly took the whole thing in one gulp and I could feel him closing his throat around it as it hit the back wall and he started to blow his cheek in and out. God this guy was good I thought as I looked down to see his head bobbing back and forth on my erect penis. One hand massaged my ball sac while the other grasped the shaft firmly and jerked it back and forth. Damn I could get used to this I thought as I rocked back and forth on the balls of my feet enjoying each and every sensation I was feeling.

"Not bad payment for being a hair dressers who makes house calls wouldn’t you say Tom?" Timmy said as he put his hand on my shoulder and rubbed it softly.

"Oh shit yeah. You can say that all day long man. This is the bomb. So cherry man. God Jon you are good at this," I said between my moans. I was trembling and starting to breath harder and harder and I clenched my abs to hold back my orgasm for as long as I could but soon Jon had taken me past the point of no return and I was shooting off a big load down his waiting throat as he swallowed each and ever drop of my precious milky man cream.

I looked over and saw that my lover was shooting off his load down Jake’s throat and then I watched as both Jon and Jake continued to milk our cocks stripping out each and every drop of our precious fluids. Then we each helped them up off the floor and kissed each other without touching their bodies which were still drying.

Timmy and I stepped back once again to admire our handiwork on these two shaved and gorgeous men in front of us. They were looking at each other as well and we watched as they came together to exchange tongues. Damn they could kiss I thought as we watched.

"So how about something to drink guys and some more pizza? This cock sucking is hard work you know and makes a real man thirsty and very hungry," Jake said with a grin.

"As long as you don’t sit down man let’s go. You know I am always ready for some grub. It’s important to not let any of the cream wipe off before it dries completely. One of the guys on the team made the mistake of doing that and he had little patches of hair grow back all over in the weirdest places. It looked so funny. Even he had to laugh at himself." Timmy said as we walked back into the kitchen and living room.

Jake threw me a bottle of water and handed a Coke to Timmy so it would not explode when he opened it. Jake and Jon each grabbed a beer and then we went over to see to open the other box of pizza. It was still lukewarm but this thing about pizza was that it just didn’t matter. Hot or cold or anywhere in between pizza was GREAT!

We all grabbed a piece and stood around the living room eating and talking. Timmy and I told them all about the hotel in Richmond and the dancing and all about Mark and more about Big John. We told them that Billy-Bob really thought he liked Mark and they were excited about the prospect of another one in our group finding a partner. Then we talked about the concert next week and Jake found a Ben Harper CD and put it on his system to play.

"So guys is Jon going to move in here and set up housekeeping or what?" I asked.

"Well shit Tom he has been living here ever since we got together and it makes sense. His place is smaller and cost more than this one does so we were talking about moving all his shit over here next week. We can set up an office for him in the spare bedroom and between the two of us we can handle the rent and start saving to build us something out on the farm when you guys move back in 3 years." Jake said looking fondly at his partner.

"Seems like such a long time in one way but I guess it’s not that long in the larger sense," Jon said pensively.

"Yeah it will be over before we all know it. It’s funny when my step mom Rosa was around all I could think about was leaving this place and never coming back and now all I can think of is getting back here and living forever with my family and friends. I am actually not looking forward to going back to school and leaving my kid brothers and my new mom and my dad." I said with a hint of regret in my voice.

"But Tom look at it this way these guys, Todd, Brad, Brandon and Lucas and all the others are going to fill in for us with our little brothers while we are at school and we always have vacations and summers to spend time with them. It’s good for us to get some experience outside this little world of our here in Harrisonburg you know. We need to see a bit of the world and shit JMU just doesn’t have the ranking for swimming or tennis that Carolinas does," Timmy said rubbing my shoulder.

"Yeah intellectually I can see what you are saying man and I know it’s true but it still leaves a little hole in my heart you know to leave them. But at least I am not leaving them with a monster. They have mom and dad and Grand and Marie now and before they only had pain and shit so you are right it’s a good thing." I said raising my bottle of water as we toasted each other.

"So Tom and Timmy you think we have dried long enough for you two to wrap your lips around our cocks. My balls are hurting man and I really need to CUM!" Jake said wiggling his half hard cock back and forth making all of us giggle and laugh.

Timmy grinned and said, "Yeah I think so but we should kneel down and not do to much ball sac work Tom just in case."

"Damn and I was looking forward to massaging Jon’s incredible low hangers again and sucking on them but you are right and that will have to wait until another day." I said looking at Jon’s balls swinging between his legs. Damn they were a fine set of balls.

"Yeah and it is probably better if you don’t take a shower in the morning guys. Let this stuff work. Hey just slide on some extra deodorant and no one will know the difference. Probably by the afternoon before you go to work Jake it will be OK," Timmy said.

"Well that will be good. I don’t want to gross out all my customers tomorrow night. I have this big birthday party to wait on and they are going to be a tough bunch or so I have heard," Jake said laughing as we walked back into his room. I watched his cute adorable ass as he walked up the short hallway followed by an equally adorable set of ass cheeks on Jon. These guys were made for each other. Almost twins.

When we got back to his room Jake was putting on some new tunes on the CD changer and then he and Jon came and stood side by side in the center of the room. Timmy and I kneeled obediently on the floor in front of them and our eyes were focused on their lovely just trimmed crotches. Both Jon and Jake were about half hard and they has spread their legs apart and were slowly moving their bodies back and forth which made their ball sacs swing an their cocks bounce around. It was like Timmy and I were hypnotized as we watched both dance in place.

"OK guys you have us in a trance now step up to the plate and let us get a grip on that luscious man meat you both have there," Timmy said grinning and pursing his lips.

They both stepped forward and were soon right in front of us. I reached out and just touched Jon’s newly shaven balls sac with my fingers making it swing even more than it was. It was amazing how it just hung down so far with those precious nuts buried inside churning up that creamy jizz for me. I took my other hand and just trailed my fingertips lightly over the surface of his large cock making him twitch and gasp in pleasure. I watched as his cock danced the dance of erection and grew to its full height of seven glorious perfect inches. I could see each and every vein as it traveled under the surface of the tight skin.

"Oh shit Tom that feels good. Your fingers are so sensual and feel so light. Damn just keep this up and make it last for awhile please," Jon begged.

"I serve at your pleasure my lord," I said bowing my head as a servant would to his lord but here in our new world we were all equal and their were no servants and no lords just friends who wanted to give pleasure to their friends. I worked slowly and deliberately on Jon’s cock as Timmy worked on Jake’s making both our friends squirm as feelings of electricity coursed throughout their lean fit perfect GQ bodies.



Finally I wanted to do more so I wrapped my fist around that shaft and pulled on it a few times and then pushed it down between Jon’s legs making him really groan. I held it in that downward position for a few minutes and just kissed that area right at the base of the cock where it met his small forest of trimmed pubes. I then let the pressure off and pulled on the shaft which made precum gush out the piss slit into my waiting palm where it pooled and gathered.

Then holding the base of his cock tightly in my circled fist I tilted my hand and placed my cupped palm right over the tip and began to push and rub and push and rub making Jon let go a huge scream of pleasure mixed with just a touch of pain. The trick as Timmy and I had discovered this summer with our friends and ourselves was to know just how far you could take it without going over the edge and making the pain more than the pleasure. What you wanted was the other guy to want what you were doing to him more than anything he had ever wanted in his life. You had to know where that fine line was and stop just this side of it.

I was good at this and I took Jon to a place he had obviously only dreamed about in his most explicit sexual fantasy. He was grinding his hips and calling out my name and begging me to rub the tip harder and harder. He was actually begging me to give him pleasure and he was also wanting me to stop but he also knew that he wanted to go on and see just how far he could go before he shot his load and lost this time forever to be only a sexual memory to be savored at some over time and place. Timmy was right there with me and together we were taking these lovers on a journey of ecstasy.

Timmy whispered, "Jake’s getting real close Tom should I slow down or what?"

I could tell from the look of Jake’s abs that he was close and Jon was not far behind. I said, "Squeeze down hard at the base and then really rub it raw Timmy and slide your other hand on the shaft and then when he is at the end of his rope let him go and take him in your throat and hold on ‘cause these boys are about to blow their geysers man. Lord are they going blow!"

So we both did what I suggested and Jake and Jon were both yelling and begging us to let them cum and we did taking them deep inside and feeling that hot molten cream spurt against the back of our throats and then slide down our throats. We pumped and jerked and pulled every bit of that hot creamy jizz out making them both twitch and dance on their tip toes.

"Oh shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit!," Jake yelled. "Oh fuck that was good. What a work out. Fuck me but you guys are pros." Jake said breathing hard and still dancing around letting all the feelings of pleasure dissipate throughout his body and mind. "Oh fuck me man I thought I knew everything there was to know about having sex with a guy but every time I am with you guys you show me something new and different."

He and Jon hugged each other and kissed as Timmy and I sat back on our heels and just watched the two of them grow soft. "What a night to remember. Thanks Tom and Timmy for everything." Jon said.

They reached our their hands and helped us to our feet and we started to pick up all the wet towels with bits of hair other stuff and gather all the barber supplies. We had the room clean and back to normal and then headed out to carry the dirty towels outside on the side deck to shake them out and get rid of all the little bits of hair so they wouldn’t clog the washing machine filter. Because Jake’s apartment was on the corner and was also on the second floor the deck was almost hidden from view among the trees so we walked out naked and shook the towels over the railing.

I happened to glance over as we walked outside and saw the Abercrombie & Fitch guy named Ronnie at the edge of the building up by the parking lot and he was peeing into the woods. He was half naked and had a frisbee held under one of his arms. He had obviously been chasing the frisbee and had ducked around the corner to take a whizz without anyone seeing him. I guessed that he hadn’t counted on us showing up and damn he had one huge cock in his hand. The head along could have filled up my mouth and the wrinkled up shaft was about 7 inches soft and I could only imagine what it must be like hard.

Jake saw him at the same time I saw him and called out, "Hey Ronnie Boy need some help with that fire hose of yours. We got four guys here who are willing to try if you are and from the looks of that thing it would take all four of us just to hold it!" Jake loved to put one over on straight guys and he could get away with it because he had always fit into any group he wanted to.

From the look of surprise on his face I thought Ronnie would have a heart attack as he looked up quickly to see four naked good looking guys all standing there on the deck staring at him with open eyes as he stood there with that huge cock in his hand. He turned bright red but he didn’t run away like you would have thought. But I did notice that the flow of pee suddenly stopped flowing out of his cock head. "Oh shit sorry guys," he said as he shoved his cock back in his shorts, "I didn’t see anyone on your deck. I was chasing the frisbee and I had to take a leak. I am really sorry."

"Hey man it’s all cool. You got to go, you got to go. Look how about a little show for just us gay guys and just let us see that thing hard man. We all promise we won’t jump over the railing and rape you or anything. Just give us something to dream about at night Ronnie Boy. You know how much you turn me on," Jake said as he grabbed at his crotch and we all leered at him.

He looked from one of us to the other and it was hard to tell what was going through his mind but as his first reaction should have been to run away and he hadn’t done that I wondered about his sexuality deep down inside that incredible athletic body of his. He stepped a few steps closer and away from the parking lot and I knew we had him. He wanted us to see him in his full glory just as he had obviously wanted to show off his hard cock throughout his high school and college locker room days. I’ll bet he really got off strolling around the locker room naked for everyone to gawk at and envy. But because of all the gay fear in the world he was never able to just show off his erection like any normal person could show off something great about themselves. It was so stupid but so true. Most guys were such homophobes. They wanted to show off but they couldn’t cross that line or someone might think they were gay or something. Their rep was on the line like Mason’s was when he caught Ralph looking at him last year and freaked out at his own latent homosexuality.

He had his hand working on his cock as he watched all of us closely to see if we would make any move to jump the railing of the deck and come closer. His eyes were also looking at our dicks as they grew hard watching his massive member grow to its full length of what looked like 11 inches.

Jake whistled through his teeth, "Jesus man how big is it anyway?"

Ronnie finished stroking his cock and let go of it so we could see it completely. He had to strain his abdominal muscles to keep it straight it was so big and so freaking heavy. I wondered what that sausage weighed? I was not sure I could fit both my hands around its circumference. "Its eleven and a half inches when its really hard. Hey look you won’t say anything about this to anyone will you Jake?" He said with a hint of pleading in his voice.

"No way man. What do you take me and my friends for anyway? We may be faggots but we sure aren’t squeelers man." Jake said. "Look come on a little closer and let us see the whole package won’t you? Damn I always knew you were a stud but shit man you must drive the chicks wild with that thing."

"Never had any complaints in that department," Ronnie said proudly as he stepped even closer and then put his finger tips under the waistband of his baggies and pushed them down to his thighs. Damn that thing was huge. I was just imagining what it would be like to put him next to Big John. His balls were nice and hanging down and covered with hairs but that cock was incredible. It was set in a nice growth of curly brown pubic hairs. Like a redwood tree in the forest. How could anyone take that thing up their ass was beyond me and even trying to suck on it would be a chore. I was glad Timmy and I were average size. I knew Ronnie was proud of it but I would not have wanted that thing hanging between my legs.

The we heard someone calling for Ronnie from off in the distance. He looked conflicted like he wanted to stay but knew he had to go. Jake looked at him and grinned and said, "Look thanks Ronnie. Your secret is safe with all of us man. I guess since your buds are calling there is not chance you would jerk that thing and show us how far you can shoot a cannon like that. It would make our day wouldn’t it guys?" We all nodded in agreement as we stood there with our hard dicks straining they were so hard from the show Ronnie was putting on for us.

Ronnie looked from one to the other of us and then smiled and said, "Look ...oh shit....I probably shouldn’t so this but ....well I’ll be back in about 20 minutes but no touching OK? I mean it guys... I really mean that... no touching or the whole thing is off. And for sure no one can ever find out about this or I am dead meat."

"Sure no prob man. We are all stand up guys Ronnie. See you in a few," Jake said as Ronnie stuffed his huge cock back in his baggies and ran around the end of the house.

We could hear him calling out, "I found it guys. I had to run down the whole fucking hill to find it but I did. Hey man here catch this one Phil."

"Oh shit that was so fucking gay wasn’t it?" Jake laughed. "Can you believe that shit? I wonder how long he has wanted to perform for his friends and shit he can’t do it or he would lose his rep. He is so trapped but we cracked his door didn’t we? I think there may be a bi in there somewhere. Damn straight guys are so on the edge of being gay aren’t they? And shit they have no clue how much fun it would be to just take a trip down the wild side."

"I think you may be right Jake but all I could think about was how glad that thing isn’t mine. It’s just way to big for my tastes. I just love an average cock. Five to eight inches is plenty big enough for this boy." I said pointing at my chest.

"Yeah you are so right Tom but it would be nice to just try one like that just once man and as you say everyone is welcome in our new world. Big dick or small dick, fat or thin, black, red or white, Indian, Hispanic or Asian we like them all. RIGHT?" Jake said grabbing me around the shoulders and kissing the side of my face.

"Yeah you got that right man. We LOVE them all!"

We grabbed the towels and then headed back inside to dump them in the washer. Then we all grabbed another beverage and Timmy and I went over to sit on the couch while Jake found a joint and lit up. He and Jon stood there and drank their beers and smoked their joint. I liked the smell of pot but I hated the way it felt when I breathed it into my lungs and I didn’t really like the way it made me feel on the few occasions when I had tried it. Just not for me but it was fun to watch Jake and Jon share their joint and to watch their eyes go a bit goofy.

We hung around for about 15 minutes and then grabbed some new beverages and headed back out onto the deck still naked to wait and see if Ronnie showed back up as he had promised us. I had to admit I was curious to watch a straight guy jack his huge oversized piece of meat for 4 gay men. Just then we heard some crashing in the woods down below the deck and we all turned to peer over the edge of the railing into the woods below the deck. We saw Ronnie running up the hill from the lower parking lot. He came up the steep hill and ran around the deck and jumped over the railing with the ease of an athlete and stood there catching his breath while we all sat transfixed by his beauty and no mistake about it he was gorgeous in a model kind of way.

"You want a beer?" Jon asked and Ronnie nodded his head affirmatively while he caught his breath.

"How about a J?" Jake asked and Ronnie smiled again and nodded his head. While Jake and Jon were gone he looked at Timmy and I. We had sat down on the built in seat that ran around the edge of the deck and were looking back at him.

Ronnie bent at his waist and slipped his shorts off again and stepped out of them and placed them on the bench. He was just a few feet away from us. Jake and Jon came out of the apartment carrying a joint and a beer. Jon handed the beer to Ronnie and Jake fired up the doobie and after taking a huge hit for himself he handed it to Ronnie.

After he blew out his lung full of smoke Jake said with a leering grin on his gorgeous face, "Sure I can’t help you make this monster hard man? No problem at all. I wouldn’t mind really I wouldn’t"

Ronnie let go his cloud of smoke and handed the J to Jon and then said, "I appreciate the offer Jake but please come on man you said you wouldn’t touch. You know I just can’t let you do that."

"Sure thing man. No problem. It’s all cool but you can’t blame a guy for trying can you?" Jake said still grinning.

"No I guess not. Look I got to do this and get back soon. I told the guys I was making a beer run and they will start to wonder if I am gone to long. I already got the beer." Ronnie said as he began to stroke his cock and make it hard again. Jake and Jon sat down side by side with Timmy and myself and Ronnie shuffled over while working on his cock so that he was only about 2 feet in front of us. I could see the huge white veins running up and down the shaft rasing themselves up as they pumped enough blood to keep that thing hard. There was one really bit white vein that ran back and forth on the top of his shaft.

He was working hard and from the look on his face he was practiced at making himself feel good. He jerked off plenty from the way he handled that tool with both his hands and rubbed and massaged his nice set of balls.

"Look Jake the only reason I am here is this is something I have always wanted to do and have never been able to for reasons that I am sure all of you know. I can’t even believe I am doing this for you guys. Fuck if anyone finds out I am so DEAD! Shit Jake I know you are queer but are all you guys queer?" Ronnie said as he continued to stroke himself. He looked down at us sitting there on the bench hip to hip and thigh to thigh. All of us had a hard dick sticking up out from our crotches. Like little trees growing out of the forest all in a row.

"The nicer word is gay man but if you want to call us queer it’s OK and yes in answer to your question we are all gay and quite proud of it. Timmy and I are partners and Jake and Jon are as well." I said holding up my ring finger. "Look Jon and Jake can’t get wet for reasons we won’t go into right now so when you get ready to shoot that thing how about you point it in Timmy’s and my direction and just shoot your load all over us. That is if you want to."

Ronnie leaned back and really squeezed his tool with both hands working it up and down and all over. He was leaking lots of precum so his hands were slick and slippery and slid over the tight surface with no problem. "You actually want me to cum all over you? Damn that is so que... I mean... so gay but if you say so I’m game. But I need to warm you I can really shoot fast and hard."

"No problem man we’ll take whatever you got to give," Timmy said with a smile. "Just don’t shoot for our eyes. That stuff stings if it gets in your eyes.

"Say aren’t you Timmy Hamilton?" Ronnie asked looking at Timmy as he continued to work on his cock.

"Yeah it’s me man in the flesh," Timmy answered. "Why?"

"I thought it was you. I graduated 4 years ago and thought I recognized you earlier across the parking lot but I wasn’t sure. I just would never have guessed you were que...sorry... I mean gay," Ronnie said continuing to work on that huge cock. It was amazing close up and I wondered what it tasted like.

"Yeah well you know you can’t always tell one of us by looking at us. We are just people just like you or anyone else. We have feelings and we bleed and make love just like you or well almost like you do. The only real difference is that we dig guys and you dig chicks," Timmy said laughing and grinning.

Ronnie was silent for a few minutes as he concentrated on his monumental task at hand so to speak and then looked up and said, "Yeah I guess you are right. I guess I always just thought gay guys were like effeminate and swishy and all but I have to say you guys are all pretty buff. Oh shit yeah," he said as he rubbed the tip hard with one hand while he jerked himself fast with the other. He was really spouting some precum and the whole thing was shiny and slippery looking.

When he had slowed down a little I spoke up and said, "look Ronnie if I ask you a question just answer me straight and don’t get all macho and straight and defensive on me OK?"

In between breaths and a few grunts Ronnie answered, "OK I’ll try. What’s your question man?"

"Well when you are fucking a girl have you ever had one that just couldn’t take your cock and if so how did it make you feel?" I said.

Ronnie looked at me and then answered slowly, "Yeah it’s happened once or twice but I would never tell my crew that. Shit man it was so fucking depressing but hell I was just to big and the girls cunt was just to small. I didn’t want to hurt her so she tried to jack me but she wasn’t much good at that and you know for obvious reasons she couldn’t blow me so I just ended up doing myself and calling it a night. But it made me feel like shit I guess if I was truthful about it."

"So have you ever had someone who could blow you man?" Jon asked.

Ronnie laughed and said, "Oh shit what is this twenty questions or something? You guys are a bunch of Chatty Cathy’s. Damn I am going to lose my hard on if you keep all this talk up. Let me finish and then I’ll answer whatever you want to know."

We stopped talking and Jake let Ronnie lean down and take another toke of the joint and then he started to really work on his cock and he zoned us out and with practiced hands he pumped that thing up and down. I could see he was almost ready to shoot and Timmy and I leaned close to each other and I threw my arms around his shoulders to pull him close and we arched our backs making our chests a bigger target for his eruption. Ronnie turned towards us and backed up two paces and we could see his abs clenching as he really started to pump himself up and down at the speed of light. Then I saw it come out of the tip.

That white pinpoint of jizz that turned into a huge eruption of hot creamy cum shooting out in a long twisting rope of milky white cream hitting my chest with a loud splat. It was fast and it was hard and hot as it hit me on the chest right above my left nipple.

"Oh yeah go for it man," Jake cried out. "Hit Timmy with one!"

Ronnie shifted position and the next shot came shooting out and hit Timmy’s chest and then he hit me again and then turned and hit Timmy again and soon we were covered with 10 huge shots of Ronnie’s cum. Ronnie was proud of himself and was standing there milking the last little bits of sperm out of his cock where it fell to the deck. Meanwhile Jake and Jon had gotten up quickly and had come over to begin licking Ronnie’s cum off Timmy and my chest’s.

"What the hell are you doing? Oh shit guys that is way to much for me. Gross mother fuckers! Oh fuck I can’t believe this shit. Oh fuck me man that is just to gross for words," Ronnie said in amazement but there was no disgust in his voice as he watched us all eat his creamy cum. I wondered if he had ever tried his own jizz. He must have the way he was protesting.

Jon looked up and smiled with some of the jizz leaking out of his mouth and said, "Hey man this stuff is too good to waste. It tastes like beer man and is the Breakfast of Champions," and then he leaned down to finish lapping up the cum on my chest. I had to almost fight him to get any myself but soon Timmy and I were relatively clean and Jake and Jon had sat down and grabbed their beers back.

Jake said, "Damn man you weren’t lying when you said you could shoot a load. How about it fella’s let’s give a toast to Ronnie Boy! The man of the hour!" We all raised our bottles or cans and toasted "To Ronnie Boy."

It was neat to watch as Ronnie’s cock began to deflate and grown smaller and smaller. It was still pretty big but you could never imagined that it would grow so big. In fact as I watched it deflate from its hard state it was now about 5 inches completely soft but before when he was taking a leak it seemed to be about 7 inches. Wonder what he was doing before to make up for that difference? Maybe he was trying to catch a glimpse of all us naked in the living room of Jake’s apartment and his imagination of what he hoped to see made him hard. I wondered?

"Oh I got to got in a few minutes so what all did you want to know?" Ronnie said finding his shorts and slipping them back on.

"So have you ever had a real blow job?" Jon asked again.

"No actually I haven’t. I even tried a whore once because I heard they could blow anything and she couldn’t do it but don’t think I am going to let you guys try it just so I can have one before I die. A few chicks have like licked the tip some but no one has ever really gone down on me." He smiled at us as he said it and I knew that it was just a matter of time before Ronnie Boy would be knocking on Jake and Jon’s door and seeing if they could blow that thing between his legs. It was inevitable. He wanted a blow job and if he couldn’t get one from a girl he would be here begging in his own way.

"Hey man can you blow yourself? I mean with one that big you wouldn’t have to bend over very far," Timmy asked.

Ronnie turned about 3 shades of red and purple and we all knew he had tried it and maybe he had actually done it. "Come on guys that’s private you know," he answered but his answer told us all we needed to know. Ronnie Boy sucked on his own cock. We let him off the hook and didn’t press the issue as I knew he would probably show us at some point in the future. Now that he saw we weren’t a threat to his precious masculinity he would be back for more.

"Look Ronnie thanks for stopping by. It was radical man watching your dick shoot. Anytime you need an audience just let me and Jon know and now that you know the back way to my apartment please don’t be a stranger," Jake said as Ronnie climbed over the railing and disappeared down the bank.

"He’ll be back won’t he Tom?" Jake asked looking at me after Ronnie had disappeared from sight and out of earshot.

"I would give him a week tops maybe 3 days to think about it. I hope you all are ready because you know what they say about being careful what you wish for. I would like to see someone actually suck on their own cock. I have tried it but shit it hurts my back to much so I gave up." I said getting up and clapping Jake on the back as we all walked back inside.

"Yeah but I just want to see what we could do with that thing. I have never had one that big have any of you?" Jake asked. I held up my hand sheepishly and told them about Claude but I told them how hard it was to make him cum and how much I had to work at it with lots of help from Claude who knew his cock as well as Ronnie knew his. Then Timmy told them about Carl, the security guard at the country club, and his 13 inch cock that we had worked on just the other night. Jake and John asked some questions and we told them about jacking him off and how his cock was so much thinner than Ronnie’s and how his head was like a mushroom whereas Ronnie’s was just huge.

Timmy left for a minute to go and get a warm wash cloth which he used to wipe the cum off his chest and then he cleaned me off as well. It felt good to be cleaned up.

"Damn guys look at the time. Where has this night gone? Shit it will be morning before we know it and Tom and I are going to go swimming in the morning early so give everyone our regret’s at the park will you," Timmy said as he and I started to find our clothes and get dressed.

"Sure thing. Missing two days in a row. That is like a record for you guys or something isn’t it?" Jake said.

"Yeah it is but I need for Tom to check out this guy on the grounds crew. He is a foreign exchange student at JMU and he looks just like that guy from Bel Ami named Peter Volpe. I want to know if he is gay and Tom’s GAYDAR works better than mine." Timmy said.

"So do you two compare everyone to some guy from Bel Ami or is that just a coincidence?" Jon asked. "Not that I mind being compared to Chris Casablanca but I just was wondering."

"Yeah well I guess they help define the ultimate man in so many ways and I got my start with watching their pornography on the Internet and you have to admit their guys are almost always freaking hot!" I said shaking my fingers like I had just been burned.

"Yeah you are right. I just hate the way they try to control the porn market and don’t want anyone to share their photos. I have heard they can get pretty nasty with anyone who trades their shit. I think they would sell more if they were more open but what do I know? And for sure they didn’t ask me did they?" Jake said as though he had an opinion on the subject and had thought about it before we brought it up. "Don’t get me wrong I think you ought to have some protections against people taking everything but I hope on your guys site you don’t become corporate monsters. I think people will pay if you have a good product is all."

"Lots to think about guys and enjoy your haircuts. Call us when you want a touch up and we’ll be glad to make another house call," I said as Timmy and I walked to the front door.

"And we want to know when Ronnie breaks down and knocks on this door," Timmy said laughing as he knocked softly on the door, "Um Jake are you home? Um Jake will you please suck on my cock? Will you? Will you please Jakie," he continued in a sing songy pleading voice.

Jake returned the laugh and grabbed at his cock and swung it around laughing and dancing, "Anytime. Bring it on man. I am your guy." He actually walked us to the door naked and stood there with his hand on the doorjamb. Jon was shyly standing behind him. There was still lots of action in the parking lot and I saw a few people glance in our direction and go wide eyed at the sight of Jake the GQ man standing there naked for the whole world to see. And he didn’t care if they saw or what they thought. He was amazing. So unconcerned by what others thought about him or his sexuality. So unlike the way I grew up scared of my own shadow most of the time.

Timmy threw his arm over my shoulder and we walked to my truck watching as more than a few people watched us with interest. He said, "Just let them watch Tom. They are going to think what they think no matter what so just be natural and show them that two guys who look as good as we do can also be lovers...."

"Partners...." I said.

"And best friends!" we both said laughing as we got into my truck and buckled up. I started her up and Timmy slipped in Trucking by the Grateful Dead and we drove out of the parking lot towards home singing along at the top of our voices. We sounded pretty good together and it was so nice to have someone to sing with. It was late but it wasn’t too late I thought to myself as we drove.

"I know you aren’t going to believe it man but how about some ice cream at the Marble Slab Creamery? I feel like some vanilla ice cream with chocolate sprinkles mixed in after all that sex we just had." I said licking my lips with my tongue.

"You know I am right there next to you man and I think I will have some vanilla with crushed up heath bars in it," Timmy said.

"You know Jon was right. Ronnie’s jizz tasted like beer and I need to get the taste out of my mouth. I just have never liked that taste man and he may have a huge cock and he may be able to shoot a load but damn that stuff was gross. I wanted to spit it out but didn’t want to embarrass Ronnie or anything." I said."And you know me man I am usually a cum hound from the word go."

"Yeah I noticed that taste too. I guess Jake and Jon didn’t really notice it because they are beer drinkers. Kind of like smokers don’t know how much they stink to other people." Timmy said.

I pulled into the parking lot and we were just in time. They were going to close up shop in 15 minutes. They would probably hate us for coming in but their sign said they were still open and I was hungry for some delicious ice cream.

"I am glad you feel the same way I do Timmy about most things," I said throwing my arm across his shoulders as we walked up to the front door of the store.

"Guess that is why we make such good partners..." Timmy said.

"Lovers...." I continued.

"AND BEST FRIENDS!" we both said as we ran into the store laughing and joking around. The two girls on duty looked up at us with bored expressions but got us our ice cream . We tried to engage them in conversation and lighten them up but all they were thinking about was clocking out and getting it on with their boyfriends I supposed. They didn’t react to either of us and that was highly unusual for Timmy who could soften up the hardest iceberg. But these two were impenetrable or so it seemed.

We cheerfully paid for our ice cream and said good night and started to leave the store. We both turned and bowed at the waist. "Thanks ladies. Sorry to keep you open so long. We appreciate it more than you will ever know," Timmy said dramatically as we left the door. One of the girls cracked a smile despite herself and then the other started to laugh and then we all laughed and they waved goodbye to us as we walked outside.

We walked down the covered walkway outside the stores in the shopping center looking in the windows and clowning around with each other bumping into each other and just acting like two lovers, partners and best friends out on a hot summer night eating ice cream together and window shopping.

"Have I ever told you just how much I love you Tom Peters?" Timmy asked as we walked.

"Yes you have Timmy Hamilton but I never tire of hearing you say those words. I never thought I would ever hear them come out of your lips." I said.

"Well I hope I never forget to tell you man. You have showed me what real true love is all about and for that I am forever grateful to you," Timmy said as we turned and started back the other way.

We got to my truck and got in and headed for home. I was tired and ready for sleep. Maybe a little snuggling and then peaceful blissful sleep. Tomorrow would be a different workout in the pool. All different muscles to work on.

"Shit did we remember to tell Mike we were going to the club tomorrow? Damn I hate to leave the little guy hanging on his birthday. Shit oh shit man." Timmy said hitting his hand on the dashboard as we pulled into the driveway.

"Look we’ll leave him a note and he is a big boy now and he and Blackie can get to the park on their own. I’ll be back in time to pick him up for work. I am sure he will understand." I said quietly.

"No man he will be really disappointed. You know he will and we can’t let him down. Not on his birthday and with all he’s been through." Timmy said.

"Then we’ll just have to go in and wake him up and ask him if it is OK," I said as we got out of the truck and walked inside the house. I glanced up at Grand’s windows and saw her lights were still on. She and Marie would be leaving soon on their big adventure. I hoped that Marie’s family would welcome Grand as we had welcomed Grand. Hell it was Grand I thought. How could they not love her as much as Timmy and I did. For an old lady she was the bomb.

We walked in and through the kitchen and up the stairs to Mike’s bedroom. We walked in and sat on either side of him. He was sleeping peacefully and Blackie was snuggled at his feet but she lifted up her head when we entered the room and wagged her tail making a thump, thump, thump sound on the bed.

Her thumping woke Mike up and he opened one eye and then the other and then a small smile came over his face. "Is it morning already? Sorry I am late. I guess I must have been tired." He said softly.

"No man its still night time. Sorry to wake you up but Timmy and I just wanted to be the first to wish you a Happy Birthday on your 11th birthday. Congratulations big guy!" I said.

Mike sat up with his sleepy eyes and bed head hair and jumped into my embrace and I hugged him and kissed his neck. He was holding his little arms around my neck and I could feel his soft breath. He had a nice little boy smell about him of a freshly taken bath or shower. He let go of me and then hugged Timmy and when he was done he sat back on the bed and looked at us.

"Thanks Tom! Thanks Timmy. Can I have my present now?" he said giggling and beside himself with happiness and the joy of being young and having a birthday.

I reached out and started to tickle him and said, "So what makes you think we got you a present anyway?"

"Oh come on Tom I know you got me something," Mike said. "You didn’t forget did you? For real?"

"No we didn’t forget and maybe Timmy will run up to our room and get your present. That is if you don’t mind if we haven’t wrapped it yet," I said.

Mikes eyes grew wide and he smiled and said, "Yes please and I don’t care about the wrapping paper. I would just rip it off anyway you know." Timmy left the room to go upstairs to get our presents and I sat there on the bed with Mike stroking his arm. He was just wearing his boxers to bed and he looked so small and fragile but then again he also looked older and more filled out than he had just a few short weeks ago. We had all grown up in those few weeks. I heard Timmy coming down the stairs and I saw a serious look came over Mike’s face, "Do you remember my birthday last year Tom?"

Oh shit how could I ever forget that birthday? Rosa had been on a warpath and she was a terror all day long. I had worked all day and come home to find she had locked Ben and Willie in their room and they were crying and Mike was cowering in his room. His birthday cake was splattered all over the kitchen floor where Rosa had thrown it in a fit of rage over some imagined grave offense he had committed. I found all this and so as I often did I took Rosa’s rage at Mike and Ben and Willie and turned it around and she started in on me and I just let her yell and scream and call me names. I stood there without saying a word in return as she berated me and called me a loser and a fag and other names. She tried to hit me but I did stop her short of that and that made her so mad she went to her room and slammed the door shut. At least she did that and left us alone in our misery together.

I found the boys and took the boys out for some pizza but the day had been ruined and it was a somber birthday dinner. Dad stayed at the office and we never saw him and all of us fell asleep in my bedroom on my bed huddled in a miserable little group.

A few tears rolled down Mike’s cheek as I grabbed him and pulled him towards me in another hug. His little body was trembling as he remembered that horrible day that should have been a great one. "Hey big guy. That was then and this is now and she will never be back to hurt you or Ben or Willie or me or dad ever again. Do you hear me Mike? She is not coming back. We can’t forget the crap she put us through and I am so sorry you had to go through that but today is a whole new day for both of us and it is going to be the very best day of your life. I promise you that."

"And I promise too!" Timmy said coming into the room from where he had been standing listening to our conversation. He was crying and I was crying and Mike was crying. "Hey big guy look at this. See what Tom and I got for you?"

We all stopped and wiped the tears from our eyes and Mike looked at Timmy as Timmy handed him the incredible custom handmade skateboard he had been holding behind his back. Mike’s eyes grew as wide as saucers and he forget Rosa and all the pain of the past few years as he took the skateboard in his hands and looked it over and over. It was a masterpiece. He couldn’t get enough of it. The air brushed art work with Mike’s name was so cool. The guy at the shop may have been a stoner but he was an artist that was for sure. Moon Dog was the bomb!

"Wow thanks Tom! Thanks Timmy! This is so cool. No one will believe it. Oh I can’t wait to try it out," Mike said hugging us and kissing us again but never letting go of his precious board.

"But before you do here is a helmet, gloves and elbow and knee pads just so you don’t get hurt. We don’t want anything to happen to our main man cause who would watch our backs then?" Timmy said.

"And Mike we don’t want to ruin the surprise but Brandon is going to give you lessons as his present so wait for him before you try this thing out OK?" I said.

"And try to act surprised since Tom just ruined Brandon’s present," Timmy said laughing as he ruffled Mikes hair.

"You guys are the best brothers anyone could ever have. I can’t wait to show this to everyone tonight," Mike said.

"Oh yeah man it’s time to get some sleep but look the thing is Timmy and I were going to go swimming in the morning instead of running with you guys in the park but we decided to postpone it until Saturday morning. Right Timmy?" I said looking at Timmy.

"Yeah right Tom. That is cool. Saturday will be fine and will get me in shape for my reading at the library. The book this week is so cool and they are making a movie of it did you hear?" Timmy said laying his hand on my shoulder and squeezing it gently with affection and love.

"Hey I almost forgot. How was the ride out to Ryan’s place this morning?" I asked.

"Oh Tom it was so cool. Ryan is so nice. He let me drive his car all around the farm and he told me I did really good. Reese fixed a huge breakfast for us and then we worked on their place all day. It was great. We missed you but Ryan said Randy did a great job at his tennis match. He was excited about that," Mike told us as he scooted backwards up in his bed and we helped him to get under his covers. He lay down clutching his board tightly and smiling at us as we walked to the door.

"Thanks Timmy. Thanks Tom. This is the BESTEST BIRTHDAY I have ever had and it just started. I LOVE YOU!" Mike said.

"We love you too!" Timmy and I said as we backed out of his room and went upstairs to our room closing and latching the door behind us.

As we entered our room and began to strip our clothes off I said, "So was that OK what I told Mike about tomorrow? You are right. I just couldn’t not be with him on his birthday and Peter will wait one more day won’t he?"

Timmy laughed as we walked to the bathroom to pee and brush our teeth, "I am sure he isn’t going anywhere Tom. I’ll make sure of his schedule tomorrow."

We brushed our teeth and got ready for bed and soon were under the cool clean white sheets listening to some old Carole King songs on the CD changer. I lay in Timmy’s strong loving arms and snuggled with him and my head was laying on his chest. I could feel his heart beating and my head rose and fell with each breath he took.

"So Tom what did happen last year on Mike’s birthday. I just caught your emotions and knew it must have been bad. That is if it’s not to painful to share," Timmy asked.

I explained it all to Timmy. Every sordid detail of that horrible day. One of many horrible days we had experienced at the hands of Rosa but one that a young boys should never have to have in his memory bank for his birthday.

I moved my head and Timmy and I started to kiss and it was like the first kiss we had ever had it was so wonderful and so pure. It was hard to explain even to myself the actual physical comfort of Timmy’s kiss and of his touch as he stroked my back and my arms. It was like this was our own private world and no one else was here as we kissed and hugged and stroked each other.

Timmy leaned towards me, kissed both my eyes so that the warm pressure of his lips against my eyelids relieved me of all need to ever see again. With Timmy here I never had to worry about not seeing because he would be there to comfort me and guide me through our life together. Then he kissed my mouth until I felt no more urge to ever speak again. We didn’t need words to communicate our love because it was the essence of our being. We were one together in our incredible love for each other.

He looked at me and he said, "Tom you are the most beautiful man in the whole wide world. I love you now and forever and ever. This summer we may be with other guys but please know that you are the only one I love. The others are just experimenting and learning what it is like to love men. I know I have a lot of catching up to do."

I looked deeply into his beautiful eyes and traced my finger tips across his cheeks and down to his chin. I lifted his chin and again we kissed and I felt his love for me and he certainly could feel my love for him as we fell asleep together forever and ever and a day laying in each others arms the way it was always meant to be.

 

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Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 42 - Thursday

Well Tom, as usual you have come up with another day of interesting and enjoyable activities of Tom and Timmy’s in “the new world”. I know the story is fiction, but wouldn’t be fabulous if everyone’s days and lives were like Tom and Timmy’s, and there could be a new world?


Thanks Tom,

Kevin
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[MadeUpName27]

Re: My Best Friend - Chapter 42 - Thursday

42 chapters and every one a winner.

Thanks for sharing your world with the rest of us.