Chapter 485 – Facing Hard Facts and How Did It Happen
Hearing about the old guard from Todd had me concerned. It seemed they had considerable influence, two of their group being on the board of the bank, First National, a bank I had considered, up to this point, being a typical well managed financial institution. It was true we found the president of the bank to be a stick in the mud, but he was being very cautious when we first started, as he didn’t know us at all, and who our age, comes in new, sets up new accounts and then deposits huge amounts of money and signs up for an overnight investment plan, plus has them participate with banks around the country, because we had too much wealth to deposit at one bank, which wouldn’t be covered by the Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation, the FCIC. He was doing his job, which we all had to respect, but he was also a stick in the mud, someone that gave Cliff a hard time, just because he could, using Cliff as a gopher. That had all straightened out, and because of us, Cliff was highly respected in the bank now. He should be, as we specifically asked that he be our liaison with the bank and no other. I’m sure that didn’t set well with the bank president, but he made Cliff a VP overnight, to add to the 30 other ones in bank. I could never figure out how banks had so many VP’s. As cliff says, they give you a title thinking that will make you feel important, then don’t pay you anything. I had to believe that sucked. Thad told me that Cliff was finally doing much better salary wise, but he had to almost demand it, which didn’t set well with Thad or Cliff for that matter. Still, he was happy to have a VP position and be able to interface with us, mostly. He and Ken had become good friends, Cliff working with Ken, as our CFO. Cliff admitted he learned a lot more about investment banking than he every thought he’d know in a lifetime, with all the investments tied to our organization, money wired here and there, and sweep accounts, where they were regular Accounts Payable accounts during the day, then the money swept up for overnight investments, to land back in our account the next day, or just enough to cover the payables that would draft from the account, the rest remaining in short term investment accounts. Cliff had become quite an expert at that, never having had to deal with it before, and now, as a result of our company, dealing with it continually.
Having thought about all that, as I was scooping up plaster on the floor into 5-gallonn buckets, handing them off to Tim and Blake, I couldn’t help but wonder if the bank president was working with the two bank board members on their behalf to capture Kyle’s property. That would not be proper if that were the case. The more I thought about it, the more it concerned me. Maybe it concerned me for no reason, but it still concerned me. If that were to be the case, I definitely felt we needed to change banks. If we were to change banks, was there another local bank, large enough to handle our business. I decided I needed to get Ken and Jordan on that rather quickly to find out. If I began to smell a rat, and the old farts were trying to pull a fast one on Kyle, with the bank’s help, we’d need to change banks in a heartbeat. I would move swiftly, leaving First National in the dust behind us. I happened to think that would not go unnoticed by the full bank board, even if two of their members may have caused it to happen. There would definitely be questions asked, and eyebrows raised, maybe charges of impropriety for the two board members and management’s actions. There was so much to think about. Because of Cliff always tending to our needs and opening up doors for us, I would hate to have to make a drastic move like that, but I felt like we needed to be prepared in case that happened. Up to this point, we had been rather invisible in the business community in Uni, but we certainly got the attention of them by building a dormitory and office building, then by the bank, them knowing our full net worth, even though they only had a small piece of it. Their transactions and cash flow had to increase exponentially, which put them in a whole new class, gaining them more respect and better treated by the Federal Reserve, as Cliff once told me. I got to thinking, it’d be a damn shame if the two bank board members, with the help of the president of the bank, fucked that up. I almost cracked a smile, thinking about how embarrassing that might be. I kept thinking about what Todd and Chad said about possibly picking a fight with the establishment, not pissing in their swimming pool, so to speak. I wouldn’t be just pissing in their pool, if they got out of line, I’d damn well shit in their pool, and throw them in to get it. Not that I was vindictive, but you don’t pick on innocent people when they’re down. I made up my mind, I had better not see any of that going on by our supposedly professional, play by the rules, banking institution. Sandy, Todd and Lonnie might have the big dicks among us, but my balls were starting to grow, and getting bigger all the time, metaphorically speaking that is. Physically, I liked them just the size they were. Jake, and all my intimate friends, did as well.
We finally decided we needed to stop for the day and get cleaned up, as beer and steak would soon be awaiting us over at the house. Allen would want us to be there for sure. I almost had to laugh, as Rod asked if it would be possible for them to shower with us at our apartment again. I did chuckle. He said the shower was dreamy, and it sure would make short work of getting cleaned up providing a faster path to the cold beer and steak. He was right about that. Todd said he and Chad wouldn’t mind showering with us also. I told him I had an idea it was for different reasons than cleanliness. Todd shook his head, telling me, he and Chad were professional around our ‘new’ friends, as they needed to be. I guessed that to be true, but I was sure, minus their presence, there would have been some hot sex between the two of them and some of us.
We picked up everything, so the boys could function in the house until we got back at it, then put on jeans and sweatshirts to head back to the apartment. Miraculously, we all fit in vehicles this time and everyone had a seatbelt. Go figure.
Damn if it wasn’t like a locker room in the apartment, with clothes flying off bodies as we all got naked and piled into the showers. We had all the jets on, and it did feel damn good, after the workout we got with demo today. I felt like we got a lot accomplished actually. Todd and Chad were there, along with Devin and Sandy, checking out the electrical situation and making sure we didn’t electrocute ourselves with the demo, plus redesigning the electrical situation in the house. Todd and Chad brought us up to speed on how we were to proceed, on what was done and what needed to happen with what we had done so far. Plus, I got to talk to him about Kyle’s situation, which was definitely on my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about how hard Kyle was working to salvage his family’s business, and how little progress he was making, plus the bank was totally unhelpful with anything at the moment.
Because of the number of bodies in the shower together, we did a lot of bumping into one another. Tink stayed between Jake and me, as if we were his protectors, but we were being treated by him more like sexual objects for him to enjoy. I did wash his backl, and definitely fingered his asshole, giving him a semi in the process. Todd made sure the get hold of my junk during the sudsing process, and I got hold of his large schlong. I had forgotten how sweet his ass and Chad’s were. I made a mental note that Jake and I had to get together with them for some intimate time and soon. I didn’t want to let that opportunity to show our appreciation for them to drift into just memories. They were special in our lives, and we needed to show that to them at times. I was surprised that Rod asked me if I’d wash his back again, after having done it one other time. Was he mellowing, and possibly showing an interest? My hand accidentally hit the edge of his penis, as I turned around to grab the shower gel, and he jumped, concerned for an all-out assault on his cock, I presumed. He backed up a little and then smiled, shaking his finger at me. I gave him a, ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about smile.’ Then he asked me a question. I thought he was being a little prude, for having told me last night that I could do anything to his body I wanted to, as long as I didn’t fuck him. I happened to think that drunk people don’t usually lie, but then he may not have remembered anything he said last night. But then, I remembered today he kissed me quickly on the lips for the first time, and that happened the same time he told me to have my way with him. I chalked this all up to ‘selective memory’. Who knew what he really thought or felt? I was not up to dicking with straight guys, trying to figure out what motivated them to do what, sexually. We had just witnessed Mr. Homophobic let Dylan suck his dick to a complete orgasm this afternoon. I still wasn’t sure what that was all about, unless our mischievous Hoover, overwhelmed his senses to the point he couldn’t handle it, and his balls burst. I kind of thought that’s what probably happened. I could only hope that Lonnie appreciated the service he got and realized how much better it was coming from a dude than a chic. Then Rod asked me the strangest question.
“Did we take a shower together last night during the time I was supposedly intoxicated?” he asked, rather suspiciously. I smiled, then bent over to whisper in his ear, only it was louder than a whisper, because of all the commotion and water running in the shower.
“We did, trying to sober you up some, but it wasn’t working all that well,” I replied. He gave me a strange look.
“Was Dylan there with us?” he asked, making me think he wasn’t totally oblivious as to what was going on. I bent over again to talk into his ear, so he could hear me.
“Yes, Jake and I held you, and Dylan tried to wash you some,” I replied. He gave me a weird look.
“Did I behave myself? Tell me I didn’t do anything weird, like try to kiss you guys or anything. Wait, what am I talking about? Did you guys do anything weird to me?” he asked, changing his question in mid-stream. I really gave him a big smile with that question, but shook my head.
“Remember, I told you we were straight friends, and I have to say, our whole motive last night was to try to sober you up and take care of you, Rod. Nothing else. No funny business took place, I can assure you. No funny business will take place between us ever, so you don’t have to worry about any of our intentions,” I assured him. He gave me a weird grin.
“Well, never say never. You just never know if there ever would be an appropriate time for something funny to happen,” he said smiling. I told him he was too straight for that. He just laughed.
We finished up showering, then dried off and got dressed. I heard Lonnie tell Todd, he really did have a big cock, one to be proud of. Todd thanked him for the compliment, telling Lonnie, if he didn’t have the big one he had, he wished he had one just like Lonnie’s. That made Lonnie feel good.
Jake drove Rod, Lonnie and Tyler over to the house in the Town Car. Rod said he couldn’t get over how great that car was. Tyler and Lonnie wanted to experience the ‘ride’. Tink rode with Dylan, Tim, Blake and me in the Jeep. “Dylan, you almost made me cum when you made Lonnie cum. Wow, that was fucking wild, dude. I’ve always admired that cock of his, but to see you work it the way you did, fucking almost blew my nuts for sure. Shit, that would have been embarrassing,” Tink remarked. Dylan gave him a mischievous smile.
“Wait until I get hold of your ass and cock, bro. I’ll make you see stars,” Dylan promised. Tink gave him a dreamy look.
“I have no doubt. Got to say, these last few weeks of being gay have been fantastic. I’ve never had so much fun, experiencing a whole new world of dick and ass. Damn, it’s fantastic. I wish Tyler, Rod and Lonnie were more open to trying out some of this stuff. They don’t know what they’re missing,” Tink replied.
“Tink, it’s not for all guys. They need to do what pleases them and let us do what pleases us. We are wired differently, but that’s not to say we don’t have a lot in common with one another other than sex,” I commented. He smiled.
“Yeh, but the sex, that’s the best part. Such a shame, them missing the fun we’re having,” Tink replied.
“I can’t believe you did what you did in font of Chelsea, taking a huge risk with Rod,” I said, cringing some.
“Conner said to make it convincing. Couldn’t have been more convincing than it was. Got her to admit she couldn’t get me hard that night. Kind of blew up her whole argument, not that there weren’t a hundred other reasons and instances with her that would have proved her guilty of fraud,’ Tink replied.
“True, but Rod highly suspects you’re gay now,” I replied.
“Let them all think what they want to think. They’ve been telling me I’m gay ever since I was a little kid. So what’s changed? The only thing that’s changed is what they’ve playfully been accusing me of most of my life, is real. That’s the one part they aren’t sure of, but nothing else in the way they’ve treated me has changed. I might as well enjoy making them guess while I can. Someday, that will end, but I’m going to have fun with it while it lasts,” Tink explained.
“One thing has puzzled me, since our meeting with Chelsea. You told her, at the time you were naked with her, she couldn’t get you hard because you didn’t roll that way. That conversation took place before I ever met you, and you found out you were gay. How did you know you didn’t roll that way, and then tell her that?” I asked. Tink looked a little confused himself.
“You know, I’m not really sure, other than my subconscious speaking for me. Remember she drugged me. Maybe you speak what your mind believes, with absolutely no filters, under the influence. That’s all I can think of,” Tink replied.
“Were you ever aroused by seeing other guys naked?” I had to ask. Tink thought about it.
“I guess, but never thought that much about it. I remember seeing Tyler and Lonnie horsing around when Lonnie’d spend the night, doing some naked wrestling. They had hair on their cocks, while I didn’t at the time. I remember always wanting to be around them when they did stuff like that. I didn’t know why, but I was intrigued at the size of their cocks and the hair they had for pubes. I got excited when my first pubes started to grow. I remember the first time I jacked off. Well, actually, Lonnie and Tyler were there to teach me how. They couldn’t wait to see me cum for the first time. They witnessed my first time. I remember it kind of hurt, but once I got used to it, I couldn’t stop. I think anyone naked got me excited during that period of time, male or female. I guess I just thought being naked with anyone else naked, was hot. We had quite a few circle jerks back in the day. Tyler and I would jack each other some when I first got my pubes, up until around the time he was 15 when he discovered girls. Then it was taboo after that. He and Lonnie never messed around anymore then. I hated when that happened, as I really looked forward to seeing them pound their meat and cum like they did. This afternoon was the first time I’d seen Lonnie cum in years. I guess it kind of brought back old memories, rekindled the fire, so to speak,” Tink explained.
“Well, I have some techniques that will not only rekindle a fire, but burn the damn house down, when you’re ready,” Dylan offered. Tink gave him another dreamy look.
“How did I ever get by without you guys in my life? In a way, Chelsea was a great help to me. All that craziness with her, led me to you guys, and I couldn’t be more grateful for that,” Tink replied. Blake and Tim gave him a hug, Tink sitting between them in the back seat.
Allen had a nice fire going when we got there. The house was nice and cozy. It didn’t take us long to get down to our briefs. Rod, Tyler and Lonnie were getting used to hanging in their briefs. I had to believe they rather enjoyed being comfortable hanging in their underwear. Dave was there already, looking damned sexy in his underwear, that nice large bulge in front of him. He seemed to be having a great time with Chase, Caleb and Dustin. The four seemed to hit it off extremely well. I bumped into Dave as I was getting a beer, our asses connecting with one another. “Wow, sorry bro, I wasn’t watching where I was backing up,” I told him.
“No worries, Josh. Gave me a little thrill,” he teased, making me smile.
“So, how’s life here in Uni compared to life in Tennessee?” I asked. He smiled.
“So much better. I get more court and game time here than I did there. I don’t know why, but I always thought the coach kind of had it in for me there. I kept texting Forest to get me out of there and get me up here. Forest knew my skill level, and one day he just happened to text me saying he’d like for me to come up and meet coach Tuck. That was the start of something wonderful to happen for me,” Dave explained. “Who could ask for a more prestigious team to play for? It’s a real honor and privilege to play for Uni. I have to admit, it pissed off my coach at Tennessee when I told him I was transferring. He made a comment that Coach Forest and I deserved one another, telling me I’d never amount to anything in Uni. That hurt my feelings and kind of pissed me off. Then he told me, getting rid of Coach Forest was the best thing for his team. I told him, I didn’t mean any disrespect, but the guys all cared about Coach Forest and losing him hurt our morale. He told me I was full of shit, but wished me luck, nonetheless. I never could understand that man,” Dave told me.
“Well, you’re ours now, so no worries. You may have to play them in the playoffs, you know,” I mentioned. Dave said we undoubtedly would, but he hoped we beat them badly, just to prove a point. I told him I hoped we did also.
Allen asked Todd when he was getting started on the basement project. Todd said he’d have a framing crew in this next week. He was going to have to saw up the floor some for the new shower area, as we didn’t have a drain in that area. Allen told him he could take out the entire floor if he wanted to, but just build the shower, as we all wanted it. Todd laughed, telling him he should’ve stayed in the apartment.
The doorbell rang shortly after that discussion. I went to open the door. It was Kyle. “Are you sure It’s okay for me to join you?” Kyle asked. I grabbed his arm and pulled him inside, then gave him a quick hug.
“Damn, you’re cold,” I said, as I let him go. He smiled.
“Well, I just came out of the cold, and you don’t have any clothes on, so I guess I did give you a thrill,” Kyle chided. I told him he could give me a thrill anytime. He just laughed.
“We need to get you out of your clothes, so you can be like the rest of us,” I chided.
“Good thing I wore my new underwear then. I would have looked terrible in my old ones,” Kyle chided.
“You look fine anyway we look at you, Kyle. You’re a friend, and a friend is a friend regardless,” I assured him, making him feel much better. I took him into the office/fifth bedroom where we all left our clothes. I stayed with him as he undressed. “Yep, you look hot in those new briefs. Nothing to be ashamed of there. Damn, I can’t believe how fit and hot you look,” I complimented him. He gave me an embarrassed smile, very modest.
“Guess I have you to thank for the briefs making me look good,” he replied. I told him it was all him.
“Todd and Chad are here, so I thought we could all talk later, if you don’t mind. We need to get a game plan going quickly, according to them,” I told him, as I put my arm around his naked shoulder and ushered him into the great room, where all the guys were hanging out in front of the fire, drinking beer and eating salty snacks.
“Gees, this is a gorgeous house, Josh. You guys bought this?” he asked, looking around in amazement at how nice it was.
“Yep. Actually, it was one hell of an investment. Allen, who you’ll meet in a second, found it. It was a foreclosure by the bank about to go up for auction. We persuaded them to sell it to us for cash for what they had in it and handling costs. We’re making some additional improvements, adding some bedrooms and a game room/theater room downstairs, a large group shower with jets coming from everywhere, like the one we have in the apartment. I think we’re also putting in a small workout area and steam room also. It’s going to be quite the place. Oh, we’re also putting in a pool starting in March, I think, so we’ll have that to hang out at in the summer. The guys love to skinny dip,” I chided. Kyle shook his head, smiling.
“It is a hell of a free feeling. Kenny and I did that a few times at a lake on the outside of town. That was fun at the time,” Kyle remarked. “Can’t say I didn’t enjoy it.”
I gathered up all the guys and introduced them to Kyle, the ones that hadn’t met him yet. I told them we were working on a real estate deal with him. One by once the guys gave him a hug and welcomed him. I thought he was going to cry, he was so happy everyone treated him like a longtime friend. Kyle remembered a lot of the guys from Saturday night, he met at the bar working with us. They were all happy he joined us. I found Thad and Cliff, that also joined us for our Sunday afternoon hangout, only it was Sunday night now. I could tell they had a few beers. Still, they were happy to get to meet Kyle. I told Cliff it was nice to see him in his briefs and out of his suit for once. He chuckled, saying he liked this casual attire much better than his business attire for sure.
I got Kyle a beer, then we found Todd and Chad, then found us a quite corner to talk. Jake and Blake joined us. Although Todd said he thought what he outlined would work, at least keep Kyle from drowning, he wasn’t sure if there was enough time. I could see the life drain out of Kyle as I watched him. He got nervous again.
“Is there any wiggle room with the bank at all, Kyle? Have you talked to them and asked?” I had to ask.
“Oh, Josh, I’ve talked to them until I’m blue in the face. They won’t budge. All they say is there’s no use in postponing the inevitable. In some respects, I guess they’re right. Reality is reality,” Kyle, replied, almost as if he’d completely given up.
“Yes, but now you have a bailout plan. I still think it’s worth a shot. I hate to bother Cliff, as he’s a VP of the bank, but he’s here, and we could ask him, if you think it’s worth a shot?” I asked. Kyle said, nothing ventured, nothing gained, but he was pretty sure of the answer. I summoned Cliff to our meeting. Thad came with him. I introduced him to Kyle, once again. They shook hands.
“Cliff, Kyle here has a couple of balloon loans due and payable in sixty days. There is no way for him to earn enough cash in that amount of time to pay those off. But, we have a plan we think to get us there, where the bank and Kyle can come out whole, at least the bank will,” I told Cliff.
“Josh, the bank always comes out whole, no matter what. They don’t lend money for more than an asset is worth, so the asset is the collateral. Now they don’t care about market value, as long as they get what they need out of a liquidated asset. Thus, this house you had me sell you. We got our money and you got a hell of a deal,” Cliff replied.
“I know, but are there special circumstances where a liquidation sale can be delayed because of a client having a workout plan that both parties could benefit from?” I asked. Cliff frowned.
“Are you talking about the apartment buildings Kyle owns?” Cliff asked, specifically. I nodded yes.
“Not a chance on those, guys. I might be saying something I shouldn’t, but there is a lot of activity going on behind closed doors involving those assets. We’re talking board level here,” Cliff replied. I was looking into the liquidation process of those, as part of my job on larger assets we need to reclaim for lack of payment. We don’t wait until the due date to figure out what we’re going to do to liquidate assets. That is planned ahead of time, and then we act the day the note is due, if not paid. Let’s face it, the likelihood of this being paid, as you mentioned, doesn’t look good. Sorry Kyle, but that’s business when you’re dealing with a bank,” Cliff explained.
“Is there any alternative at all?” I asked him. Cliff shook his head.
“You’re only alternative is for someone else to assume the debt, and pay off the bank. Then you’re bound by the terms of whoever lent you the money to pay off the debt. I can tell you right now, no one in this town will extend Kyle the credit he needs to pay off that debt. You’re best bet is a loan shark, but then he’ll want Kyles’s body, a piece at a time,” Cliff chided.
“I’d almost sell my body if it’d pull my ass out of the hell I’m in,” Kyle said, somewhat depressed at what Cliff told him.
“Something very strange is going on at the bank regarding Kyle’s properties. I don’t know what, but remember I told you I was working on the liquidation plan should the debt not be paid? Well, my boss, Hastings, our bank president, took that task over for me, saying he’d finish it up, as he had some ideas. Later that day, I saw him and Weisman looking over the file in the conference room, as he asked me to bring him more information on the case. Listen guys, somethings up, as my boss never does that type of thing. He thinks it’s grunt work and totally beneath him. I brought them the file, then asked them if there was anything I needed to bring them up to speed on. Weisman asked me if I was close to you, Josh. I told him we had an excellent working relationship and I was close friends with one of his close friends, and an accountant of yours, that being Thad. He said he thought so, so they wouldn’t be needing my help. I don’t want to be unprofessional here, and I could lose my job for saying this, but whatever they’re up to, they don’t want it getting back to you, Josh, thinking you and Kyle are friends now. I heard about that little meeting you had with the movers and shakers development group in this town here at the CNB that one night,” Cliff mentioned.
“Well, you would have, as Thad was here. He sleeps with you, remember? Makes for fun pillow talk,” I chided. Cliff shook his head ‘no’.
“I heard about it at the bank. Weisman, a board member, was in and talked to our dufus president, Hastings, about it. I heard him say something about Josh outdoing them all, and they needed to keep close tabs on you. Then they discussed my relationship with you as our customer. Hastings told Weisman that I had to be involved as the customer rep for your account, or we’d lose you. Weisman actually asked if I could be trusted to keep tabs on you. Hastings told him, no. Do you believe that? Hastings thinks I’m more loyal to you guys than the bank. Oh, Lord, I shouldn’t be saying any of this to you guys. What I just said could get me fired,” Cliff stated.
“Have another beer, Cliff. We need to hear everything you know about what’s going on. I don’t like what you’re hearing from the brass at the bank. Tell us everything you know about Kyle’s account,” I urged. Thad handed him another beer, thinking it might be easier for him to confess, as I interrogated him.
“Josh, you know how I love you guys, and I am more loyal to you than to the bank. No question about it. I love Thad, and I’d never do anything to hurt you guys, only to help you. Anyway, Weisman and Hastings have something going on. I can’t say this for sure, but I believe they are marketing the land behind the scenes. The bank gets its money back through the liquidation, but Weisman and his group make a quick buck, if not several bucks on the property. I don’t know who they’re talking to, but I have to figure it might be the university, as they were looking to do some expansion and Kyle’s property is right on the outer edges of campus. Kyle, do you have a lot so students in your apartments?” Cliff asked.
“I don’t have a lot of anyone in the apartments anymore, but I have some. I have some staff workers at the university, maintenance area and things like that. All great people, but the revenue won’t pay my expenses anymore. If I raise the rent, they’ll have to leave, plus the apartments aren’t worth the rent these people are paying now. Weisman and his group just opened up some new lower income housing, subsidized by the government, just recently. I suppose that’s where what few tenants I have left will have to go when I close,” Kyle replied.
“I don’t know this for a fact, but I’ll bet you they’re trying to make a side deal with the university for your properties, one you could have made yourself and gotten yourself out of the mess you’re in,” Cliff said. “They really believe they all but own the property, and are marketing it like they do, or will have control of it in thirty days,” Cliff said, sending a shock wave through Kyle and me.
“Why thirty days, when he has sixty before the note is due?” I asked, the same question coming out of Kyle’s and my mouth at the same time.
“Oh, good Lord, you guys need to read your loan agreement. The original due date is right around sixty days from now, but that was if a decent sized payment was made thirty days ago, kind of a build up to the last payment, instead of one big one. That payment was never made, so that escalated the due date for the whole thing to approximately thirty days from now, if even that, guys. I’m so sorry to have to tell you this,” Cliff said apologizing. Both Kyle’s and my heart sunk. I thought he was going to faint.
I’m toast, Josh. I’m toast. It’s over. There’s nothing we can do now. Todd and Chad didn’t think sixty days is enough to get everything done we needed to do, and now it’s only thirty days. I feel like shit. I could throw up about now,” he said, then got up and ran to the bathroom down the hall. I ran after him. He did throw up. I held his head for him. When he finished, I helped him stand straight up again, then got a washcloth and washed his face for him. I found some mouthwash in the vanity and let him rinse his mouth out with that. He smiled up at me, hugged me tightly, then wept like a baby. I held him in my arms, and ran my hand up and down his back to comfort him some.
“Josh, thank you for everything you tried to do for me. You wouldn’t believe this, but the last person to hold my head when I threw up was my mother, when I was a child. She washed my face for me, and helped me rinse my mouth out. Then she held me just like you are. I loved my mother, and I miss her so much. I miss my dad also. They both left me here by myself to fend for myself, and I couldn’t take care of the one important thing they left me, the property that had been so rewarding to us in my earlier years. Dad always said if you had real estate, you could never lose everything, as land was always valuable to someone. Well, I sure fucked that up. I’ve gone and lost it all. I’m such a failure,” he confessed. I held him tightly and kissed him on his cheek. “You don’t need to be hanging around with a loser like me, as successful as you are, Josh. I just need to fade away somewhere and lick my wounds. Maybe I should just surrender the property tomorrow and be done with it. No reason to prolong the agony,” he said, in the most defeated tone of voice I had ever heard from anyone.
“Listen to me, Kyle, and listen closely. You’re not a loser and a long way from it. You have more heart and more drive than most guys I know. You’ve managed to keep it altogether this far, so let’s not give up just yet. I don’t know how just yet, but I’m not about to let a bunch of old establishment, play by my rules or we take you over, kind of cronies beat us at this. It’s about time we showed them what’s up. Maybe they’ll learn something from us. Might be kind of fun to beat them at their own game,” I chided. Kyle let me loose a little, then looked me in the eyes.
“Some of this is my fault, Josh. I never told anyone this before, but I loved Kenny. I really loved him. I still think there is love in my heart for him today, although he betrayed me so bad. That insatiable love I had for him caused me to put my total trust in him. He betrayed me. I was so devastatingly hurt, I almost had a nervous breakdown. It almost killed me to tell him to get out of my life. You know what he said to me? He said, ‘sorry kid. Better luck next time.’ That was after I gave him all the love in my heart and my body with it. Oh, yeh, I’m more like you than you think. I don’t have to tell you this if you don’t want to hear it, but I feel I need you to know what happened and how I got this fucked up,” Kyle said, somewhat eager to confess to me, something I was good at, hearing confessions and trying to solve things once I had insight into what drove people to do what they did.
“Tell me all about it, Kyle. I’m all ears, and I’m definitely on your side. Get it all out until you get it all off your chest and liberate yourself.” Kyle sat down on the closed commode, his legs weak. I leaned up against the wall, and looked him in the eyes.
“He was so kind to me, Josh. I didn’t have anyone in the world, as Dad hired him when I was still in school. He teased me a lot. I had a friend, a big brother kind of. I needed that in my life, with just Dad and me. Now I had Kenny, and it felt great. Like I said, he used to tease me a lot. He was so friendly and thoughtful to me. I loved him from the start. He knew I did also, and I felt like he loved me. Times were tough on both of us when Dad got sick. He mainly took care of all the business then, but Dad continued to oversee what he was doing and tried to teach me what I needed to know. The day my Dad died, I was a basket case. Kenny was staying at the apartment we had, during the time Dad was sick, just to be there in case we needed him. Like I said, he was so thoughtful. His being there for me, made me love him even more. Anyway, that night after his death, Kenny came into my room in just his briefs. I was laying in bed crying. He said, ‘don’t cry, champ, I’m here for you, and I love you with all my heart.’ That’s what he said, then held me. We slept together, but it wasn’t anything sexual. He wanted to comfort me, let me know he was here for me. I felt so safe in his arms. The night after the funeral, he slipped into bed with me again and spooned me. Then he started kissing my neck. I asked him what he was up to, but he just said to relax and let myself feel loved. I don’t know why, but I got an erection, and his hand eventually found it. I was embarrassed, but he told me to relax and go with it. He was stroking my balls and gently stroking my cock. I could feel his hard penis pressed up against my ass. He asked me if I wanted to touch it, saying it would make us both feel better to really show the love we had for one another. I turned around to face him, as he took his briefs off, then slipped mine off, saying we could really enjoy one another that way. I had to admit, I had feelings I never had before, but I knew I loved him and this seemed to intensify the love I had for him. I had no idea what I was doing at the time, but he made me feel loved. He asked me if I wanted to put his penis in my mouth and suck it a little, as he stroked my cock. I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but I did it, and it felt good. It felt right. I was showing him how intensely I loved him. Oh, Josh, I loved him so much, I can’t begin to explain. We got each other off countless times the first night we played with one another. I never wanted to stop. He told me it was just him and me now, so we had to take care of one another. I asked him if he wanted to move in permanently and get rid of the apartment he had in one of our buildings. He said he wanted to hang onto it, unless we had a renter for it, so he could keep his things he had there, but he’d sleep with me every night. Three or four days of messing around and me sucking his cock, he told me he wanted to fuck me, and it would be the best thing ever. I would love it and never want to quit. I wasn’t so sure, after a few tries, but after the third night of him fucking me, I was hooked. I have to admit, I loved it. Like he said, there was nothing like it. I felt so close to him, I never wanted him to stop. I loved his penis inside me. It took my breath away every time. I know I’m not telling you anything you don’t know, but for me at the time, it was all new and so intensely wonderful, making me feel loved, like I had never felt loved before. We became a couple. He was always treating me like the love of his life, kissing me, holding me, telling me how cute I was and how much he loved me. I was in love, and the happiest person on earth. I was still in school, but we worked together on the weekends and in the evenings. He still took care of all the invoices and collected the rents, supposedly on time. I thought everything was great, and I couldn’t be happier,” he explained.
“Kyle, did Kenny ever suck you, or let you fuck him?” I asked. “Did you guys pleasure each other the same way?” I asked.
“You know, I was about to tell you about that. No, I had to suck him off and let him fuck me. But, I was fine with all that, as I was used to it. He would stroke me, while I sucked him. He’d even finger my hole and get me so hard, before he fucked me. I usually came when he fucked me, so no further attention was necessary when he sowed his seed inside my body. Yes, I usually had to take his load up my ass. There were times when he said he had such a full load, he wanted to pull out and shoot it to see how far it flew. I have to admit, he was definitely a shooter, not a dribbler. When he had a power shot, he could damn near shoot it half way across the room. It’s interesting that you asked about whether it went both ways. I got to thinking about that, and even asked him about it one time, why I couldn’t fuck him. He said he had hemorrhoids and the pleasure I felt was painful for him, but he’d fuck me as much as I wanted. I asked him why he never sucked me. He told me that he had a high gag reflex. If I didn’t want to see him puking all over if he tried that, we best leave the sucking to me, but he was content stroking and fingering me, and definitely fucking me,” Kyle explained.
“Did you ever wonder if any of that was bullshit?” I asked.
“Took a long time, but then I began to wonder when he taught me how to lick his asshole. I asked him if he couldn’t do that for me. He told me, he couldn’t or he’d puke. He said some guys could, while others like him couldn’t, but it meant a lot that I could do it for him. I was so damned gullible but terribly in love, Josh. I mean I was head over heels and bought everything he said, hook line and sinker. One day after I was out of school, he said he had to go back to his apartment for something and would be back later. He had to meet someone to talk about life insurance. He told me he’d be back in about an hour. I was starting to get a little suspicious, as he did this occasionally. I never thought that much about it, but one day I was curious. I stayed out of sight, and watched to see who actually came to his apartment. It was a good-looking college girl, as she had a backpack of her school stuff with her. I recognized her as one of our tenants. There was an empty apartment next door. I had a pass key. The walls in our apartments are not very well insulated. I could hear the two fucking up a storm in his apartment. He even told her he loved her, and she was the best. She wanted to know when she could move in with him. I heard him tell her, it wouldn’t be long, but he had commitments to me to be there for me, as I was still mourning my dad’s death. In a way, I guess I thought maybe he needed some female companionship also, lying to myself that he still loved me the most. I continued to lie to myself about that for a few months. Then I started to get suspicious of what he might be doing with the books and our accounts. I asked him about the girl he was screwing in his apartment. He came over to me, and hugged me, like there was nothing to that relationship. He was always hugging on me, telling me now much he loved me. He could literally sweep me off my feet doing that to me. He told me the girl wasn’t anything special. He didn’t want anyone to think we were a gay couple, so he thought if he fucked this girl occasionally, she’d let it be known around the apartment complex that we were both straight, as he proved that to her over and over. He said he actually did it to protect my reputation, as if it got out, he and I were gay, it might be embarrassing to us around our tenants. He told me that he didn’t tell me what he was doing to protect me, because he thought it might hurt me. But since I found out, he wanted me to know it was out of love he did this for me. I was so confused at that point. But, like I said, I loved him so much, I just overlooked the obvious,” Kyle explained.
“Kyle, it sounds to me like he was straight, or possibly bi-sexual, but he was using your intense love for him, thinking he worshipped the ground you walked on, to gain your trust, and then later betray you,” I suggested.
“Josh, that’s exactly what he did. Oh, and I fell for it. I fell hard, Josh. I can’t tell you how intense my love grew for him. When he was inside me, the world was perfect. I was ecstatic, feeling loved like you wouldn’t believe. My body craved our union. I could never get enough of his beautiful cock inside me. He knew how to fuck me too. He could make me writhe all over the place, crave that cock of his inside me. He fucked me in every position we could think of, on the floor, on the kitchen counter, in bed, outside on the patio under the stars, up at the lake after skinny dipping, even in the lake. I couldn’t get enough of him. He knew it to. If he wanted to do something, he wasn’t sure I wanted to do, like eat somewhere he wanted to go I didn’t care for, he’d nuzzle my neck, them eventually fuck me, and I’d always relent. I have to say, that dick of his was magic inside me, Josh. I just couldn’t get enough.”
“He literally had you addicted to his love and your love of sex with him. He had to be something else. What piece of work,” I commented.
“Like I said, I overlooked a lot of obvious hints, because I felt there was no way he would ever think of hurting me, like it seemed he was doing. I told myself he could never hurt me like that. He loved me too much to ever betray my trust. Then one day the bank called me to tell me we were overdrawn on our commercial account. I found Kenny and asked him about it. He said he’d take care of it, as he just needed to move money from one account to another. Whatever he did worked, as I never heard back from the bank. Then I get a call that an appraiser would be there to look at our buildings. He was from the bank. I asked Kenny what that was all about. He said the bank wanted an update on the value of the buildings to determine the amount of insurance they wanted us to carry. Again, I didn’t think anything about it. Josh, he was borrowing more money. I finally got a bank statement one day. Kenny wasn’t with me when I got the mail. Normally, I would put it on his desk for him to take care of it. I don’t know why I did it, but this time I opened the envelope and looked at the balance of our cash accounts and then saw our outstanding loan amount. I almost died of a heart attack. We had hardly anything in our cash account, and we owed a half million dollars. I read the caption below referring to the loan number as a balloon amount due, the same one we’re dealing with now. When Kenny got back, I told him we needed to talk. I asked him what the hell was going on. He gave me some cock and bull story about he had to take out a large mortgage on the buildings to do improvements. I asked him where the money was for the improvements, as it wasn’t in our cash accounts, and we never did any improvements. Then he told me we were losing money every month and we finally got to the end of it. He said he was glad I sat him down to talk to him about it, as we were going to have to face our losses sooner than later, as our situation was getting worse. I told him how much revenue we were getting from the tenants at the time, but I couldn’t see the deposits, only withdrawals. He shrugged his shoulders. I said, ‘Kenny, what did you do?’ He smiled and said, he guessed the jig was up. That’s when he told me, ‘sorry kid, better luck next time.’ He turned around to leave, but before he got out the door, I asked him if he ever loved me at all, or if it was just a scam. He turned around and looked at me, and smiled. He said he might have loved me a little at one time, but it was so easy to make me think he did. He said I was one hell of a fuck though, and he really enjoyed fucking my ass. Then he told me not to look for any money, as it was all gone, spent with nothing to show for it. Then he left. Josh, that was the third most horrible day of my life. First there was Mom’s death, at a young age, then Dad’s then Kenny’s betrayal. The guy just left. He never took any of his things. Just got in his car and took off. I never saw or heard from him again. I was flabbergasted. I cried for days. I’d get drunk, then cry, then get drunk again. Finally, I picked myself up off the bed and said, fuck it, I have to fix this. I went to work, and I’ve worked hard ever since, but now, it was all for naught. It’s over finally,” Kyle said, lookling defeated worn out. I pulled him up to me and hugged him again.
“You’re not defeated yet. I’m your safety net. Anyone capable of the love you had for someone that took you for everything your family created for you, deserves all the help his friends can give him,” I told him.
“Josh, don’t you dare let me pull you down. We have only known each other for a short period of time. It’s best you keep your distance, and not let me pull you down with me,” Kyle replied. I hugged him tightly.
“Kyle, when Jake and I love someone, one of our dear friends, it’s genuine and true. It’s ever lasting. I don’t know why, but l feel this need to help protect you and care about you. I just can’t bear to see anything horrible happen to you. Jake and Blake feel the same way, that you are one friend that needs our help, and we need to find a way to help you. I know you’re going to be fine after whatever happens to your property happens, because we can make sure of that. Now, let’s get busy to see if we can’t pull some of your hard work out of the ashes,” I told him.
“Why do I feel like the feelings I have for you, are genuine, and not like they were with Kenny?” he asked, as we held each other.
“Because unlike Kenny, we’re true friends interested in the well being of each other. That’s why. I swear I will never deliberately let you down, Kyle. You couldn’t handle another betrayal like the one you had with Kenny. It would literally devastate you, and I couldn’t stand to let that happen. Anyway, I’m here, along with Jake and the rest of my team, to help you however we can. We’re not going to let a bank and a group of old farts fuck us over. That’s not going to happen without some serious consequences to anyone that tries to fuck us over. Do you agree?” I asked him. He was starting to get his color back and not look quite so pale.
“I’ll do whatever you ask me to do, Josh. You know what you’re doing, but please, for the sake of our friendship and the feelings that I have growing for you, don’t let yourself or your company get hurt in whatever you try to do for me. Please don’t let the happen, as I could never live with myself if that ever happened. Just having you as a friend and knowing there’s a possibility of working with you and your team after my nightmare is over, will get me through anything now. If the bank gets my property, and the asshole investment group takes it over from the bank and makes money on it, then so be it, as long as you guys don’t get hurt. It hurts me deeply to think about that happening, as it isn’t fair, as it’s my fault for trusting in Kenny, and worse yet, loving him with all my heart and my body. That was my doing and not yours, so you have no responsibility whatsoever. You need to understand that. I can learn to live with whatever happens, now that I have you and your team as friends and family. You support me and care about me. To me that means everything right now, as I haven’t had that since my father died, not a real relationship anyway, like the one I thought I had.” I hugged him tightly again and kissed him on the cheek.
“You feel okay now to go join the guys again? We need to feed you some good food, and let you chill some, to get the stress out of you, and let you relax,” I told him, trying to lighten the conversation a little. “I know you’re not eating well, but you look perfect to me. Look at these abs you have,” I told him, as I ran my fingers across his washboard stomach. You’re going to have to keep an eye on all of us, as you look tasty and desirable. I don’t know, kind of gets my dick excited some seeing that hot cut body of yours,” I chided.
“Hey, if this body gets you excited, you probably need glasses. You’re the one that gets my dick hard these days, not only by your hot looks, but because of that huge heart you have, and the love you share with all your friends. I just hope I can measure up as a great friend someday,” Kyle replied, running his hand on my chest over my heart. I looked him in the eyes. He had these puppy dog eyes, that said ‘kiss me’. I held his head, then tenderly kissed him on the lips. He sighed, telling me how wonderful that was. It made him warm all over.
“Josh, I’m good. We can go join the others now. It’s not fair for me to monopolize all your time. You came to have fellowship with all your friends, and here we are stuck in the bathroom together and you having to listen to my long boring hard luck story, you really didn’t need to hear,” Kyle told me. I smiled at him, still holding him.
“Kyle, you needed to get if off your chest, and I needed to hear it, so I know where you’re coming from and an idea of what you’re feeling. Thank you for sharing that with me. I won’t share it with any one else, except maybe Jake, as he’s my soulmate. I don’t keep things from him. We’re good that way. Besides, he’ll just love you more now like me,” I chided.
“I do feel better sharing everything with you, Josh. l really don’t care who you tell, as I was the idiot in that story, so I deserve any criticism that comes my way for my stupidity,” Kyle replied.
“There should never be any criticism for love, Kyle. You unequivocally loved Kenny with all your heart and body. He didn’t deserve you, but you gave him your all. He’s the idiot for not seeing the true value and meaningfulness in what he had with you. Don’t ever be embarrassed to love. Let it shine through wherever it can.” Kyle hugged me again, telling me he thought he loved me already. I told him we were definitely getting there together. That seemed to make him happy.
We finally rejoined the guys. “Everything okay, Kyle?” Jake asked, concerned.
“It is now. Josh and I had a long talk, and it really helped. I can’t tell all of you how much you mean to me, just being a friend right now. I was so lonely and lost, then you guys made me feel alive again, a part of a wonderful group of friends. My life might be the shits right now, but it’s looking up, just spending time with you guys. I can’t tell you how really wonderful that is, and how much you guys mean to me already,” he said sincerely.
“You got the grill going, Allen?” I asked, looking at him in the kitchen, with his cook’s apron on over his underwear. He looked over at me and smiled.
“The rare and medium rare steaks are just about done, if you guys want any of those, otherwise, we’re moving on to medium, with a pink center. I figure that’s where most of you like them. Get your plates gents, as we have some steaks ready to eat,” he said, as he started off loading boneless ribeye steaks onto a platter, each platter a different stage of doneness. I walked over to him and hugged him from behind, running my hands down inside the front of his apron and inside his briefs, fondling his bare cock and dangly balls. He sighed. “Wow, I wish I could cook like this all the time with you playing with me, Josh. I swear you are way overdue for a sleepover, you and Jake. Guess OBB and I are going to have to come back to the apartment and just molest the two of you,” Allen chided. I chuckled.
“You would to, wouldn’t you,” I told him.
“Damn right I would.”
The conversation during dinner was light and fun. There was a lot of teasing and joking with each other. I watched Kyle eat a hardy meal, drink a couple of beers and seemingly enjoy himself and the company of all of us. It made my heart warm to see him happy, knowing the horrible situation he was in, with what seemed to be a no way out situation. I made up my mind, we needed to find a way to save him the disgrace of going bankrupt and losing everything. There just had to be a way. Not only that, but our timeline just got cut in half. We had to rally and come up with something fast.
While Blake and Tim were talking to Kyle, telling Kyle the crazy way they met and how Blake ended up coming to Uni, I got Cliff and Thad aside to ask them more questions.
“Cliff, I need a copy of the signed loan agreement Kyle has with the bank. Can you email that to me, or better yet Jordan and Ken?” I asked. Cliff looked a little unsure.
“Uh, I could get in trouble for emailing that to you guys. I could print off copies and then bring them to you. That way there’s no paper trail. Technically, if Kyle approved it, I could email that to you, but I don’t really want to do that, in case there is something going on behind the scenes with Hastings and Weinstein. I just have this feeling that they’re up to something and it’s not really just and proper, shall we say? I don’t want to trigger any suspicion that you guys might be involved in any way. I usually stop in to check in with Ken every Monday morning. We have coffee, then he tells me if he’s planning any major incoming or outgoing of money for the week, as we need to get as much head start on that as possible, only if it’s not the normal routine cash flow. Incoming is fine, but we need to make sure we keep within the limits of FDIC, so sometimes we add additional accounts for added protection. I’ll take a copy of the loan agreement to Ken and to Jordan first thing in the morning. That way, no one at the bank will know what’s going on. I just have a feeling Hastings and Weinstein, and possibly others in the group, are working with them to do something, which is why they don’t want me to know about it, and possibly tip off you guys, since they suspect Kyle has befriended you. They could be watching me and monitoring my emails. I just don’t trust any of those guys. I shouldn’t say that, as they are great customers of the bank. Still, I don’t trust them. They seem devious at times, using the bank to further their own interests, including Hastings in on things also. I’ll do whatever I can to help you out with intelligence with the bank, Josh. Just don’t want anyone to know it came from me, or I could lose my job for breach of confidentiality, like that ever bothered Hastings.”
“I don’t want to get you in any trouble, Cliff, but we could really use any intelligence you can gather, if there is anything you find out those guys might be doing involving Kyle. He’s worked so hard. I hate seeing the screwing I’m thinking he’s about to get, all because of insider information from the bank. We have to come up with something to help Kyle, if at all possible. Our problem is time now. It seems we just ran out of it, according to you,” I replied. Cliff said he wished he had better news, but he’d try to see what else he could find out. I told him to call me day or night if he got anything at all. I told him we needed to stick close on this. As things evolved, and we got closer to the due date, we might have to take some drastic action. Cliff said whatever I needed involving the bank he had access to handle personally. I told him that was a great thing.
“Hey, you trying to seduce my boyfriend?” Thad asked, seeing Cliff and I huddled together. I laughed.
“He told me you couldn’t handle him anymore and he needed a real man, Thad. What’s up with that?” I teased. Cliff got embarrassed. “No, he’s been a big help. I can see why you love him, Thad. I think we all do, if the truth were known. Fuck, let’s eat.”
Apologies for being away for a while, life just takes over not having a chance to read and comment with each chapter is like torcher, (need to speak with Dennis 
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, you are king to me FT. I have missed this and so happy to be back with you all 
, he had a great time flexing his muscles in every sense in Chicago, at least Cornrod is finally getting the message, Carson seems to be a great addition and looking forward to seeing him the future. Is Greer planning on stopping into seeing Josh and Jake before heading back to Fort Lauderdale? I hope so.
