Chapter 487 – Mondays Can Be A Little Crazy
I was still tired from the weekend, but felt more confident I knew how to handle Kyle’s situation if he would agree to go along with what I had planned. I was sure he’d do almost anything to save some face and let us help him, but you never knew. One thing was for sure, I found out who our friends were in this town, and who just acted like them. This developers’ group was not impressing me at all. I wasn’t sure about Duncan now, his association with what we were beginning to call the ‘old farts’ group, the developers we were dealing with. I still had a gut feeling Duncan was straddling the fence when it came to business opportunities, anxious to work with us, but keeping his finger on the pulse of his investor group. I needed to know more about Rogers, Crenshaw and Seward, having already had enough of Weinstein from what all Cliff told me about him. If I was going to have to combat these good ole boys, I needed to know who I was dealing with and how to work them. It was obvious, I couldn’t take them at face value. That was definitely for sure.
The strangest thing happened when we got to Dennis’ office. There was another hot looking vibrantly red-haired guy sitting in his office. We stood outside, and let Dennis know we had his lunch. He motioned for us to come in. I wasn’t sure what this was all about. “Hey guys, I want you to meet Phoenix. Phoenix, this is Josh and Thad, the two promising students I was telling you all about. Phoenix and I are in grad school together, and are roommates, so he stopped in for a few minutes. I’m glad he did, because I wanted him to meet you two,” Dennis told us.
“Pleasure to meet you, Phoenix,” I said, shaking his hand, followed by Thad shaking his hand also. “Any friend of Dennis’ is a friend of ours,” I added.
“Just call me Phee, guys. Phoenix is a mouthful, and if you’re going to have a mouthful, it better be something you enjoy having in your mouth,” he said jokingly. Thad and I smiled, wondering what he meant by that. Thad sat Dennis’ lunch down on his desk.
“Sorry we didn’t know there were two of you, or we would have brought more,” I told them.
“Don’t worry about that, Josh. I already had lunch anyway. Dennis told me how you guys spoil him, bringing him lunch and those tasty honey croissants he’s always bragging about. Glad to know you’re taking care of my bro. He needs looking after for sure,” Phee joked. I half chuckled, wondering if Phee had to stick his finger up Dennis’ ass at times to relieve something bothering him. I told him we were glad to do it, as we considered him a friend also. “Yeh, It’s hard not to like the guy, although he’s a little strange at times, not that you guys have noticed at all. He has his quirks, but most of the time he’s tolerable,” Phee replied. “Tell me, does he stand up in front of you and shove his skinny jeans down to his knees and make you watch while he shoves his shirttail in? Does he do crazy stuff like that?” Phee asked. I wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that question.
“Well, you know shirttails can be a nuisance at times, but we don’t think anything of it,” I replied.
“He’s just trying to show off that big cock of his. He wants everyone to know he has a big one. He really does, you know,” Phee chided. Thad and I half-chuckled.
“Don’t tell them all my secrets,” Dennis warned, smiling. Phee laughed.
“Why not, you don’t hide it from your friends. He’s quite the exhibitionist, you know. I swear he’s practically a nudist the way he runs around in the apartment naked most of the time. Don’t know what we’re going to do with him,” Phee chided.
“You know, guys, Phee is full of shit. It comes out from everywhere. Truth of the matter is, he’s the nudist, and I’m the prude. You should see that flaming red bush of his. Makes his dick look like it’s on fire,” Dennis chided. At this point, Thad and I were totally confused. Luckily, I got my phone call from Blake.
“Excuse me, guys, but I have to take this. Got a couple of hot deals cooking, and I need to stay on top of them,” I told them, as I got up and stepped outside the office to talk to Blake.
“Saved by the bell, Blake. Thanks for calling, as today in Dennis’ office got weirder than ever. I honestly don’t know what to think about him, and now we’ve met his strange roommate, a flaming redhead, who looks to have a big dick also. Damn, hot looking guy though, taller and stouter than Dennis, who wears skinny jeans. They’re both joking about their dicks, go figure. I give up trying to understand what’s going on here. I’m at a total loss,” I told him.
“So, do you want to have phone sex?” he asked me, blowing my mind.
“What? No, I don’t want to have phone sex. If anything, I want to have real sex with you, not phone sex,” I replied.
“Okay, I wasn’t sure, since you said it might be fun,” Blake replied. “I like the idea of real sex better than anything. I know we have to go to Rod’s tonight and meet with the designers, but you, Dylan and I could work out after that, and get a little intimacy time in, if that works,” he suggested.
“Things okay with you and Tim, Blake?” I asked. He sighed.
“Yes, of course, but they’re a hell of a lot more exciting with you, Jake, and then there’s Dylan,” he replied. I couldn’t believe I was hearing this.
“Well, we’ll have to see what comes down tonight and play it by ear. We’ll see,” I told him.
“Great, I’ve got a boner just thinking about it. I was hoping we could make it happen,” Blake replied. I told him i had to go, right as I saw Dennis stand up in the office, looking like he was getting ready to drop his jeans to tuck his shirttail in before we headed off to class. I snuck back inside his door before he had me close it to go through his shirttail routine.
“See, I knew he’d have to do this before going to class. It’s like he can’t teach if he knows his shirttail isn’t just right,” Phee said. Dennis shot him the finger in jest, but still dropped his jeans, revealing that cock that wanted out of his bikini briefs in the worst way. “Look at that dick, guys. Ain’t that a beauty,” Phee pointed out. Dennis chuckled.
“Your’s is bigger than mine, so what are you talking about,” Dennis protested. Phee laughed.
“Turn around and let them see that cute little ass of yours, Denny. Isn’t that adorable guys? I mean that’s sweet, let me tell you,” he gloated, as if he knew everything there was to know about that ass.
“He makes us walk in front of him to class so we can’t see his ass walk down the hall. Don’t know what he’s hiding as it’s a nice ass, like you said, Phee,” I commented. Phee chuckled.
“You should see him buck naked running around the house. He has no shame around me, that is,” Phee commented.
“Okay, enough of my anatomy, Phee. Time for us to go to class, and time for you to disappear. I’ll see you back at the apartment later. Try not to get arrested for indecency this afternoon if you can help it,” Dennis chided.
“I’m only indecent around you, because I know how much you like it,” Phee joked. At least we thought he was joking, but who really knew? Phee got up and lefit us, going the opposite direction. Dennis waited for us to walk in front of him like always.
“Gees if you and Phee run around naked at your apartment, what difference does it make if we see your ass in jeans?” I asked, curiously.
“Never mind, what Phee says, guys. He’s a little over the top,” Dennis said, then changed the subject rather quickly. “So what kind of deals are you working on now, Josh?” Dennis asked, wanting to leave any discussion of Phee alone.
“Nothing earth shattering, but still important nonetheless, just regular business. Just trying to keep on top of things,” I replied.
“What was this I heard about you on the radio on Saturday, you involved in some kind of investigation of an extortion racket? You guys helped apprehend two females, one of which pulled a knife on you guys?” he asked.
“Yep, it was kind of exciting, but no big deal. She’s in custody now, and it appears she’ll be there for sometime. I have to admit, it made my heart race a little during the takedown, but it turned out okay,” I explained.
“You’ll have to tell me every detail when we have time. I find dangerous situations fascinating. Love hearing about them, especially when they involve someone I know. Were you scared at all?” he asked.
“I wasn’t until I saw the knife, but then I just reacted, and took my opportunity to take her down, which I did. Put her right on the ground too, with my knee in her back and her hands behind her, until the cops handcuffed her. I was glad when it was over,” I told him. I turned around to see his reaction. I swear the guy was horned up with what I told him. I could tell that big dick of his was boned up. He quickly held his file folder in front of his crotch. What was this guy all about? He was, by far, the strangest guy I’d ever met. We finally got to the classroom, and he settled down some, then sat behind his desk for the beginning of class, until he had to use the chalkboard. He was very cordial after class, telling us he’d see us Wednesday.
“Okay, what the hell is going on between Dennis and Phoenix?” Thad asked totally blown away, as was I.
“I have no fucking clue. Do you think the two of them are into some sort of S&M or something? I sure smell something like that. It’s not like you and me, Thad. We make love and enjoy pleasuring one another. They like do strange things. I wonder if they have a dungeon room in their apartment with whips and chains and a sling.” Thad half choked.
“Uh, that could be, but hard to imagine. I can’t visualize Dennis in a sling with a big red flaming cock up his ass,” Thad chided. I told him I didn’t know what to think anymore, but there was definitely something weird about the boy for sure. I still wanted to see him naked in the worst way and play with that big cock of his. My curiosity had the best of me there.
“I’m going to see Cliff while you’re at swim practice today and ask him about alternative banks. I just hope I don’t scare the heck out of him when I do. Anything else you want me to bring up?” Thad asked.
“I wouldn’t bring up Dennis and Phoenix just yet, until we find more out about them, if that’s what you’re wondering,” I teased. Thad chuckled.
“No, Josh, I wasn’t going to even mention that craziness. Well, maybe later, after we’ve had a couple of beers. I just hope he doesn’t freak out concerned about not getting another job,” Thad said, concerned.
“Thad, if they fire him, and we can’t get him in another bank, we’ll hire him to manage our cash accounts. He’s fine, but we really need an inside man at a bank to interface with us. Trust me, wherever he recommends we go, they’ll be excited to have him. No worries there at all, Thad. We’ve got his back and you have his dick. All is good,” I assured him. Thad chuckled, shaking his head at me. He still wasn’t sure how to take me at times.
“He does have a nice dick and ass you know,” Thad reminded me. I told him I was well aware of that. “You might want to try it out again, as he misses the fun you and Jake had with him at times. I kind of miss that also. I know you have too many of us to keep you busy there, but don’t forget about us. When you have some time, we’d like to see you,” Thad told me. I told him, I would like nothing better, but was having trouble just getting to be with Jake by myself anymore. Thad shook his head smiling.
Swim practice went by rather fast it seemed. We stayed busy running heats and trying to see if we could improve speed. Les told me they had a great time on Saturday night, and were able to hook up with a couple of guys. He said it was okay, but they liked playing with our guys much better. He said Andy and Trevor were the best. Andy said he was glad for the relief, letting he and Trevor get reacquainted. I did get a finger up Les’ asshole during our after practice shower, which seemed to excite him. Andy told me not to get him too excited, or he’d be over to get fucked tonight at their apartment. I told him, he had to worry about that, not me. He shook his head at me.
Just as we were about to get something to eat, Kyle showed up. I had him eat dinner with us and have a beer. He looked so grateful for the invitation. “Tell you what, Kyle, you need to plan on having dinner with us every night from here on out until we get something worked out. We need the time to plan and formulate plans, then see if we’re meeting our goals when we finally get them set,”: I told him.
“I love the idea, but it’s not fair to you guys to have to feed and water me,” Kyle replied.
“Okay, how about you work with us on Wednesday and Saturday nights like you did last Saturday, and that will cover your meals and bar bill. Does that work?” I asked, thinking it would work out great for both of us. He smiled, then gave me a hug, telling me I was the best. I told him he’d get over that soon, but he said he never would.
At dinner I filled him in on what we discussed at lunch. I told him that we were good to start liquidating everything that we could, and Todd was going to get in touch with some salvage operators to rip everything out of the apartments they could before the buildings would come down. I told him we’d see who had to demolish the buildings, as that was up in the air yet.
“Josh, I didn’t think we had enough time to do all that. How are we going to get it done in time and get paid before the note is due?” Kyle asked concerned.
“Let me worry about that, Kyle. I have a couple of ideas. We’re not going to let the old farts win this one. In the meantime, my attorneys are drafting a letter for you to give to your remaining tenants to advise them to find new housing. Do you have a list of places where they could go for relatively the same rental expense?” I asked.
“Josh, there aren’t that many tenants left, so, yes, I have a list ready to go. I’ll include that with the letter your attorneys give me to send. How much do I owe your attorneys for putting that together?” he asked. I shook my head.
“Kyle, you owe us nothing. Bring the address list of your tenants over, and we’ll send out the list from our offices certified mail, so you don’t have that expense,” I instructed.
“You can’t take the expense hit for that, when it’s mine to take. I can’t have you paying for all my expenses,” Kyle argued. I gave him a weird look.
“I can do whatever I need to do to help a friend, Kyle. Trust me, and let me do it our way, so we make sure everything is done to the letter of the law. You don’t need to have to deal with all of that, as it will take you the rest of this month to figure it all out, when we already figured it out for you. We’re at your disposal. If we have too much expense helping you out, which I doubt we will, we’ll settle up when we get a final accounting of profit made on this deal,” I assured him.
“Profit? More like a huge loss and my ass in a sling,” Kyle replied. I smiled and shook my head.
“We think, because of the way your note was structured, it’s the land that’s the asset and the valuable part of the business, not the buildings. When they set up the note, it was as if the buildings weren’t even considered. I found out the University is interested in the land for future development, but you could never execute a sale in the amount of time left to make it happen and reap the benefits of the sale. The bank will have it before that can happen. Therefore, I’m working on another angle. We have to time this just right. So, follow my lead on this, and we just might make you come out ahead,” I explained. He shook his head in wonderment.
“I don’t know how you work, and how your mind works, but I think it’s connected to your heart, and I think I’m going to love you for the rest of my life,” he confessed. I smiled at him, and blew him a kiss, warming his heart. Dinner over, and Kyle much happier, or at least relieved of some stress he had when he first came in, Blake reminded me we had better start over to Rod’s to meet with the ‘ladies’, the designers, fearing if just Rod and his boys were there, they might be uncomfortable about coming in by themselves. He was right about that. I gave Kyle a quick hug, telling him to sleep well, as we were going to figure this all out. Jake said it was Monday and Terry and Luke were coming over, as this was our usual workout night, so he’d stay there and man the bar, meaning he’d take care of a couple asses also. I gave him a kiss, telling him to have fun, then found Dylan, and we headed out.
On the way over to Rod’s, I told Blake what happened in Dennis’ office this afternoon when he called me. Blake was blown away, as was Dylan. They couldn’t imagine what the relationship was between this Phoenix guy and Dennis. I joked saying Thad and I thought they might be into some S&M shit of some type, wondering if they had a dungeon room in their apartment. Dylan laughed loudly, making Blake and I wonder what caused that.
“I ran into that one time, guys. I swear it was the weirdest time I’ve ever had. This guy actually had a dungeon type room in the basement of his house. He was married to a woman of all things. She had no idea it was down there, as she referred to the whole basement as a dungeon. Little did she know there was a replica of a dungeon down there. Go figure. He introduced me to his wife even when I got there. He told her that I was there to help him work on a project in the basement. That was one hell of a project alright. We went into this one room he had locked. He turned on the lights, and I would have sworn I was in a dungeon in some ancient castle somewhere. It was kind of cool, but I was a little nervous as to what was going to happen or what he wanted me to do. He told me not to worry, as all I had to do, was do things to him as he instructed me to do. He told me to get naked. I didn’t have any trouble with that part. He got naked too. He wasn’t a bad looking guy. He was in his mid-fifties, decent shape, with maybe a little spare tire on his waist. He was basically hairless except for his pubes and pits. His dick wasn’t all that large, but decent. His ass was a little cushy, but decent also. He had me put on this leather harness with a cock ring built in and my junk hanging out in front. I had leather type chaps on also, and a leather cap. Looked rather dapper, if I do say so myself. He put on a leather harness also, only he didn’t have any chaps on, just the harness and a cock ring also. For starters, he had me slap his cock and bals a few times. I asked him if that didn’t hurt, but he said it turned him on. Seemed stupid to me, but he was paying, and I was playing. Then I had to attach him to this cross type thing that held his legs and arms apart. Then I had to put spring type clothes pins on his nipples. Now that made me cringe. I love having my nipples played with, but not like that. I don’t get off on pain. I stick with pleasure,” Dylan assured us, as he told the story.
”Didn’t that kind of scare you, Dylan, being there and no one knowing you were there?” I asked.
“Hey, he was the guy tied up. If anything, he should have been scared of what I might do to him,” Dylan replied. He had a point. “Anyway, I had to light a candle and then drip hot candle wax on his chest. Damn if that didn’t look painful to me, but the guy got a boner just as soon as the hot wax hit his chest. This guy was getting off on pain. I had to attach a chain thing to the nipple clamps then run it through a loop on his cock ring and then cinch it tight drawing his balls and cock up tight, pulling down on his nipples. He’d have me yank it tight at times making him scream, which made me wince. He assured me he was fine with all that and not to get upset. I took him at his word, but I wasn’t sure. So we got over the cross thing, then I had to hook him in some kind of chain sling and harness apparatus. He was basically on his back, hoisted in the air, but I could raise or lower him and turn him sideways or even upside down, by moving the chains around as he told me how to do it. I had him spread eagle on his back in the air, when he told me to grease up, what looked to be a broom stick. I greased it up in a Crisco type substance, then had to shove it up his ass. He really loved it when I did that. Then he told me to pull down on his ball sack, as hard as I could, while I shoved this broomstick thingy up his ass. He cried out in pain, but told me to keep doing it until he told me to stop. I don’t know how he stood what he made me do to him, but he did. His cock was harder than a rock after that. For the life of me I couldn’t figure that out. I told him I could put a condom on and fuck him if he wanted me to, but he said the broom handle was much harder. I told him he hadn’t felt my cock before, as it was just as hard. He said he preferred the broom handle. Then he had me get graduated dildos and butt plugs. I swear one seemed like the size of a football, but it wasn’t quite that large. Still, it was as thick as a beer can at its base. He asked me if I was into fisting. I told him definitely not, and not to even ask me to do something like that. He said that was okay, as there were only a few guys he knew that would do something like that to him. I told him to count me out on that one. He told me he thought I might enjoy it. I told hm it wasn’t going to happen. He finally gave up on that request. I swear I had what looked to be a tall boy beer can up his ass at one point, then I had to whip him with this thing in his ass, with what he called a cat-o-nine-tails, although it wasn’t quite as fierce as a real one, from what he told me. Still, it had to sting. I had to flip him over, so he faced the floor, when I had to whip his ass. Made the damn thing nice and red for sure. The only thing he did to me was to feel my cock and balls from time to time. He never even jacked me, just fondled me. He told me he loved looking at me in my flaccid state, and loved the fact I was uncut. He said he wished he still had his foreskin, as he thought it was so hot looking. So, this sling contraption was on a hoist type of thing on an I-beam, that I could slide him from one side of the room to another, suspended over the floor. At the end, he had me pull him up vertically so his feet were just off the ground, then slide him over to what was an area with a drain, where I parked him. I asked him what he wanted next. He told me to piss all over him. I said, like what? Surely he didn’t mean that. He said I needed to piss all over him, and spray him with my piss, as much as I could. I told him I was pee shy, and didn’t think I could do it. He said there was an extra hundred dollars in it for me if I would. Guess what. I pissed all over the dude. He even opened his mouth, as disgusting as that was,” Dylan explained shaking his head in disgust.
“Good Lord, Dylan. I can’t believe you pissed on the guy. That’s just nuts,” I commented. I could tell it almost made Blake sick just hearing about it.
“After I pissed on him, he had me turn on a hose, with a nozzle attached, and spray him down. He said he didn’t need to smell like piss when he went back upstairs. I sprayed him down good. Then he had me move him from out of the drainage area back to the starting position of this sling thing. I was to jack his cock until he came, but pull on his balls at the same time, plus he wanted a rather large butt plug up his ass too. I did all that, and the fucker came hard when he nutted, sending cum everywhere. I wiped him off afterwards, then helped him out of his sling. He hugged me when I got him back on the ground, saying this had been one of his better sessions, and I did a great job. He told me I should study up on fisting, then look him up again, as there’d be decent money in it for me. I told him I’d think about it, but I never did. Dude gave me 500 bucks for the session. I was only there an hour and didn’t have to get fucked or fuck him, just gave him a hand job and piss all over him. Not bad for five one hundred-dollar bills, all brand new, too. The dude was happy, and I was really happy. Anyway, that was my crazy S&M experience.”
“Wouldn’t the guy be concerned that you would know who he was, and possibly out him somehow?” I asked. Dylan chuckled.
“First of all, the law of the streets is you don’t snitch on a John for one thing, and that rarely happened. This guy was very careful, in that he picked me up in a rental car, or one that wasn’t his, so I couldn’t get the license plate number and track him down. I had to have a blindfold on the entire time we rode to his house, so I had no idea where he lived. He took off the blindfold in the garage before we went inside his house. I know what he looks like naked, but if I saw him on the street somewhere, I doubt I could recognize him. He gave me a number to call if I wanted to do it again, but I’m sure it’s a burner phone. I’ve never called it, and don’t plan to ever call it,” Dylan replied. “He took me back the same way he picked me up. Don’t know who he is, and don’t want to know. He’s kinky for sure. That I do know.” Blake and I shook our heads, shocked at what Dylan just told us. “Anyway, that’s one of many crazy stories I could tell you,” Dylan said proudly. I told him, I guessed he had seen just about everything in his line of work at one time. He said he probably had. “I’m so glad I’m with loving caring guys now, where sex is not only fun, but it’s meaningful at the same time. I wouldn’t trade that for the world,” Dylan added. We told him we were glad.
We got to Rod’s before the ladies showed up. They looked respectable, thank goodness. I think Lonnie even had underwear on, just so there were no incidences where someone mistakenly got flashed. Rod did not need a repeat of that occurrence. I was sure Lonnie had strict marching orders. Tink was overjoyed to see us, as usual.
“You need to take him home with you and fuck his little pucker hole,” Rod told us, referring to Tink.
“Seriously? Why would you say that?” I asked, curiously, but with a smile.
“Because I swear his dick has been hard for an hour waiting for you guys to show up tonight. He’s gay. I’m telling you, he’s gay. You just need to show him what it’s like, and let’s make it official finally,” Rod chided. I laughed it off, like he was joking.
“I think Rod’s right, Josh. I swear he’s been acting strange lately. We’re all still getting stares when we’re mostly naked. It’s kind of creepy, in a way,” Tyler chimed in.
“The dude worships my dick, guys. I really think he’s gone over to your side now,” Lonnie said, offering his two cents.
“Says this from a guy who let Dylan suck his cock off the other night and made him cum. I ask you which one showed us he was gay?” I chided.
“Uh, that doesn’t count. That was a contest to see who had the biggest cock in our group,” Lonnie replied, making an excuse.
“All I’m saying is I haven’t seen Tink do that around us, but I have seen you, so who’s calling who gay?” I asked, chiding, of course. Lonnie wasn’t sure what to say, but protested nonetheless.
“Hey, we’re just buds letting off a little steam, messing around and having some guy fun. Let’s not make it into something it really isn’t,” Lonnie replied. “
We know you’re far from being gay, Lonnie, but at least give Tink the benefit of the doubt too. He’s just messing around, trying to act like his older buds, that’s all. You guys have been teasing him about being gay ever since he was little. I think you have him half convinced he is. Cut him a little slack,” I urged. They looked at each other and smiled. Tink came up and grabbed my arm, standing tightly beside me.
“Yeh, cut me some slack, and maybe, just maybe, I might suck your cock sometime,” Tink teased, blowing them all away again.
“You’re not helping matters, you know?” I said, looking at him holding onto me. He let me go, as the boys gave him more shit.
Todd and Chad arrived minutes later. “So where are these design vixens?” Chad asked. “Are we really here to look at designs they’ve produced, or was this just an excuse to get cute girls over here for you guys to eye fuck?” Chad asked, teasing.
“Both, I hope,” Rod replied. “Actually, they seem to have a kitchen and hall bath design worked out, showing where everything goes. So, we have that, and then we have them to look at, in the process of them explaining their design,” Rod added. Chad was impressed. “Ask a lot of questions so they’ll stay longer, especially Mary Ann.”
“So, it’s Mary Ann you’re hot on?” Todd asked. Rod said, absolutely. “Are you looking to get laid, or is this a girlfriend you’re trying to get a relationship going with?”
“Mainly a relationship, but getting laid would be great also,” Rod admitted. I told him to take it slow and easy, as she had a fiancé already for the getting laid part. “Don’t remind me about Russel. Can’t you guys dig a hole at one of your construction sites, and plant him in it, with a few feet of concrete on top?” Rod asked, making us laugh.
“You need to call uncle Vincino for that favor, only that will cost you your soul,” Todd chided. Just then we heard the girls drive up. They came bustling into house quickly, saying ‘hi’ to everyone, then taking off their coats.
“Damned cold out there, guys. Gees, what have you done with the place? The house is naked. Oh, the wall is down between the dining room, living room and even the kitchen. Look how open it is, girls,” Mary Ann said, excitedly. She was aghast at how much work had been done already. “Gees, I see why you needed help on the kitchen. You have half the cabinets demolished already,” she said, looking it over. “Oh, you guys have met Sue and Ginny, my BFF’s helping with the design work. Rod, you should get to know Ginny better, as she just loves this house and working on it. You two should work together more closely,” Mary Ann suggested, obviously trying to fix Rod up with her girlfriend, Ginny. Rod smiled, saying he was glad she liked the house, and was working on the project with all of us.
“Josh, darling, look at what we have planned for the kitchen,” Em said, as she hauled out sketches of what she envisioned each side to look like, followed by the layout. Todd, dear, take a look at this too, and let me know if it works with the plumbing for the sink, the gas range we’re adding and the dishwasher. Also, you’ll need a water line for the icemaker in the refrigerator, but I guess those you can run from just about anywhere,” Em remarked. Todd told her not necessarily, but what he saw on her diagram he believed would work fine. She was all excited. “Rod, I like Shaker style cabinets. They have clean lines, simple and sharp. You good with those?” she asked, actually asking Rod’s opinion on something. Rod said whatever she liked, he was good with it, as she knew what would look and work the best, and have more resale appeal to buyers. Mary Ann was actually impressed with his answer. I winked at him, as if to say, you did good, buddy. That made him smile. We were off to a good start anyway.
We discussed different options on the kitchen and certain appliances, even brands. Mary Ann had her favorites and even debated them with her BFF’s. Rod was getting bored with that conversation, but was tolerating it. As long as Mary Ann was there, he was happy. Ginny finally said she wanted to show Rod her ideas for the hall bathroom downstairs. She grabbed him by the arm, then headed off to find the hall bath around the corner from the kitchen. Rod gave me a look, as if to say, help me. I nodded to Todd to follow them, as Em had me cornered as to what kind of refrigerator to offer, side by side or side by side with freezer below. I told her whatever tripped her trigger and most people liked. She asked what kind we had at our apartment. I told her it was a Viking, a larger industrial type of refrigerator with two wide, floor to ceiling doors, and a large third door for the freezer. Then we had a separate ice maker also.
“Good grief, I need to see your place sometime. That’s very high end stuff you put in very expensive homes,” she remarked. I told her we had something similar to it in the house we bought also, almost blowing her away. “You own a house too? What’s it like?” I told her all about the house, and how large and spacious it was, the large Great Room and big fireplace, plus what we were adding downstairs that Todd was starting to work on this week, the game room, exercise room, huge massage shower, steam room, theater room and additional bedrooms. Then I told her we were starting on the swimming pool in March with a big manmade mountain with a water slide and water fall. She was almost blown away. “Good grief, Josh, that sounds like more of a resort than a home. I need to see this sometime. You have five bedrooms already, and you’re adding more?” she asked, curiously.
“Hey, we have a lot of shareholders, and we need space to add more,” I told her. She gave me a funny look.
“Good grief, the whole corporation lives and works together. Amazing. You guys are different, but you’re extremely successful and resourceful, I will say that. Is everyone gay in that house and your apartment?” she asked. “That’d be a pity if that many hot guys were out of circulation for us gals,” she added.
“No, Em, we have straight guys in our organization also. We all live and get along well together. No issues, but we get a lot done and, as you say, have become very successful at what we do. We provide housing and tuition for all our shareholders, as education is important to us, that and sports, business, fraternities, everything involved in preparing one for a successful career. If we accept you as a shareholder, you have to work for us, then sign a note, where some of your earnings go towards the purchase of your capital stock, and you agree to work for us once you graduate. If you graduate and take another job out of the corporation, your stock is redeemed for what you paid for it, not its value at the time, and you no longer share in the profits of the company,” I explained.
“Isn’t that kind of like being an indentured servant?” she asked, smiling. I had to laugh at that, but she was close to being right.
“Josh, come here to the bathroom to see what Ginny has planned,” Rod shouted, summoning me. I excused myself to Mary Ann, then headed to bail out Rod, who seemed to be cornered by Ginny. Ginny was a cute blonde, very attractive and seemed nice, but showed signs of being a typical blonde at times. She certainly wouldn’t be my pick, although most guys would have enjoyed dating her because of her looks, I was sure. Lonnie seemed to be licking his lips looking at her, but she wasn’t paying him much attention at all. She had her sights set on Rod, who had his sights set on Mary Ann. Sue seemed very nice and struck up a conversation with Tyler. They seemed to be getting along rather well. Sue was nice looking, a brunette, pretty face, smaller chest than her two BFF’s but just right, in my mind. Had I been straight, I would have found her very attractive and pleasant also. She was quieter than her two girlfriends also, the type you’d just love to cuddle up with and watch TV together, not having to entertain one another constantly. I liked her, from what I was able to observe. She seemed sweet to me. Mary Ann had a very vivacious personality, which didn’t seem to fit with Russel at all. Rod, however, seemed to like her personality, as I did also. For some reason, women just seemed too much work to me.
Ginny showed us her plan for the bathroom. Todd and Chad joined us also, looking at what she proposed. Todd said he could make that work. She proposed shiplap on the wall behind the sink. Then, she had subway tile halfway up the other walls. It kept it kind of Craftsman, but had that modern feel to it also. The sink was open underneath, but had shelving there. Em really liked it, so of course, Rod had to like it. Todd told Rod to get ready to learn how to tile and then grout. He told him it was messy, but not difficult. Rod wasn’t so sure.
Sue wanted to show us what she had planned for the upstairs full bath. Tink ran upstairs quickly to make sure there were no unmentionables laying around anywhere. He kind of signaled the coast was clear, all of us ascended the stairs to take a look at what Sue put together. The tub would come out, and be replaced by a full walk-in shower. Sue proposed stone type surround with an all glass front. She had a double sink vanity with two oval mirrors above the sinks. I really liked her renditions. Em marveled at them as well. Ginny wasn’t sure. The second Em said she liked them, Rod automatically like them. Todd and Chad, I could tell by their expressions, could care less, but said they were tasteful and economical, and wouldn’t require much change in the plumbing, which would keep the costs down. We discussed the possibilities and options for several minutes, but decided we all liked the design Sue proposed.
We finished up the meeting downstairs, discussing next steps. Todd suggested that Rod and Em start shopping for cabinets, as it might take some time to get them in. Chad said he was having several sheets of drywall delivered the next day. He asked Dylan if he could be there to receive and sign for it and have the guys stack it in the living room. Chad said he’d be by one night this week to show them how to hang it. He told Dylan to stop by their shop and bring the drywall lift over to use to put sheets of drywall on ceilings. Dylan said he could handle that. Also, Chad told him to bring the drywall screw impact driver that self feeds for ease in screwing the drywall to the studs and joists. Lonnie said he couldn’t wait to use that tool. We all gave him a strange look.
Mary Ann asked if we heard anything more about Chelsea, whether she was still in jail or made bail. I told her I had not heard, but if she made bail, I was supposed to be notified, as she could be a possible threat. Mary Ann asked if I was worried. I told her I was more worried about Rod and Tink, as they were her main targets. Mary Ann looked over at Rod, as if she had at least a slight bit of concern for him.
“Hey, Rod here saved the day. I was just a witness to the whole event to serve as a possible witness in court as to what she admitted to. Rod wasn’t about to let us get hurt by the woman. He seized the day and took her down,” I said, triumphantly, patting Rod on the back. “He was our hero that day.”
“Wow, Rod. I’m impressed. Impressive, isn’t it, Ginny?” Em asked Ginny.
“I’ll say. I’m very impressed,” Ginny echoed Em. Sue said it was nice that Rod stood up for all of us and acted to keep us safe. Were you there at all, Tyler?” Sue asked.
“No, Lonnie and I were told to stay away, as too many guys would have spooked them, to the point, they would have felt threatened and not even met,” Tyler explained. “We would have been there with them if the cops would have let us.” That seemed to satisfy Sue, wondering why Tyler wasn’t there to support his brother and cousin.
“Personally, I hope she rots in jail. She took us for a bundle, money that could have been used to really make this place look great,” Rod commented. “I don’t care what it takes, though, Em’s going to get her kitchen, bathroom, master suite on the third floor and a finished basement. This is going to be a model home, featuring three new designers from Uni. Us guys will do the grunt work, and the ladies will make it pretty,” Rod assured them. I thought I saw Mary Ann get a little excited with Rod’s statement.
“Well, I’m sure you boys have work to do, so we’ll head on out. Love what you’ve done so far. We’ll be back soon for a progress update. Keep up the great work. Don’t let them make you do all the work, Josh. You, Blake and Dylan need to supervise,” Em stated.
“I think they use us for a beer supplier mostly,” I teased. They laughed. Rod told them it was kind of true. I was happy to see Rod helped Em get her coat on, then Ginny. Tyler assisted Sue in putting on her coat. They told us all goodbye again, Mary Ann saying she’d see us in Marketing in the morning. Off they went.
“Well, that went well,” Rod said, rather proud of himself.
“Who the hell told Mary Ann that it was you that tackled Chelsea?” Tink asked Rod. “We all know it was Josh that took the bitch down. Why did you say it was Rod, Josh?” Tink asked, confused. I told him I was trying to make Rod look heroic in front of Em, so maybe she’d start warming up to him some. Tink shook his head. “It’s that kind of misinformation that gets you in trouble. If she finds out down the road it wasn’t you, Rod, she’ll dislike you even more,” Tink said, shaking his head, concerned that we hadn’t told Mary Ann the truth.
“Josh did it, not me,” Rod replied, but not unhappy for what I was trying to do. I patted Tink on the back.
“It’ll be fine, Tink. No one, but the few of us, knows the difference, and if it helps Rod with Mary Ann, then so be it. She doesn’t need to like me for being a hero, as there’s nothing I can do for her. I think we all know that. Who knows, she might be your cousin’s future wife,” I chided. Rod smiled, but Tink was still unsettled, thinking we shouldn’t have lied to her, and I should have got credit where credit was due. I told Tink, I was just being a good wingman. Rod agreed.
Dylan was anxious to leave and go work out. Todd and Chad took off after giving the boys a few more instructions. The three of us got bro hugs from the four of them, my junk getting fondled by Tink, as I got my hug from him, unbeknown to the rest of the guys. He was getting very good at concealing his molestation moves when hugging me. That was okay, as I liked it.
It was just the three of us at the Natatorium. I turned on some lights in the workout area, as we undressed to our underwear. We hopped on the treadmills to get our heart rates up, then did a little cycling, then hit the machines. We were already starting to sweat.
“I get dibs on the sweat on Josh’s balls tonight,” Dylan chided. I shook my head at him. I told them I had dibs on Blake’s balls then, leaving Blake with the sweat off of Dylan’s balls. He was fine with that.
“I suppose that means we’re having sex again tonight, here,” Blake questioned.
“You have a problem with that?” Dylan asked him, curiously. Blake laughed.
“Hell no. I was looking forward to it, after last Monday night. That was hot. Can’t wait to get fucked by the two of you again,” Blake replied with a big smile.
“I think it’s time the briefs come off, guys. No sense getting them all sweaty and all. Might as well let our willies hang out and get some air. Anyone feel like playing with or sucking mine while we’re working out, just have at it. We’re all friends, and we all know what we like,” Dylan commented, letting us know we were going to have some fun.
The workout got very handsy and very personal, as each one of us took to the machines and free weights. It was hard to do the bench press when your cock was being sucked and your friend’s balls were laying on your mouth and nose, letting you inhale the man scent of sweaty balls and pubes. It was nirvana at its peak. Damn, I was leaking pre-cum, and lots of it. As much as I leaked, it got swept off the end of my penis in no time flat, Dylan or Blake, not wanting to let it accumulate there. They had to savor it in their mouths. I got my fill of it also from Blake and Dylan. The three of us drove each to a frenzied height of sexual tension, as we pushed through our workout regimen. We finally had to stop, as I felt Dylan’s finger up my asshole, teasing my prostate when I was in the middle of a pull up rep. Dylan just smiled at me, like it was nothing.
“You almost made me cum with that move, Dylan. You’re a sneaky little bastard, but then it was pretty hot also. Damn if you aren’t frisky tonight,” I chided. He was all grins.
“Do it to me, Josh. Go on, stick that finger up my ass and do it to me while I do pull ups,” he dared. Blake looked at me and grinned. I licked my middle finger, then waited until he started his reps, his cock half boned up as it was. He pulled himself up, then when he let himself down, his ass came down on my finger as I pushed it between those two tight butt cheeks of his, through his ass crack hair and into his inner sanctum. He let out a yelp, being rather dramatic. I kept it in him, then wiggled it around, Dylan panting and grimacing, feeling the pressure on his prostate, making his balls want to release. “Fuck, Josh. You’re going to make me cum. Okay, okay, okay, I give!” he said then dropped down to the floor. “You were merciless,” he said, looking down at his hard cock, leaking pre-cum like crazy. I whisked it off with my finger, and stuck it in my mouth. “Oh, so you get the good stuff. Blake you want a shot at pull ups with my finger in your ass?” Dylan asked Blake. Blake was a little unsure, but not wanting to be left out, jumped up and grasp the bar to pull himself up. I thought he was going to fall off, when Dylan penetrated Blake with his finger. Blake let out a yelp at first, then grimaced, trying to keep exercising with a finger in his asshole. Finally, he dropped back to he floor, saying that was too much to handle. We all three wrapped our arms around each other’s shoulders, in a threesome huddle, panting and sweating. I looked down at a bead of sweat dripping off of one of Blake’s nipples. I licked it off his nipple. That started a crazy frenzy of licking nipples and getting crazy. We were soon on the floor in a quasi-wrestling match, a free for all situation, as we tried to get to and stimulate each other’s sex organs. We were laughing and having fun, getting molested, in a good way that is, during the whole process.
Finally, Dylan was giggling, but managed to make an urgent request. “Enough of this shit, someone just fuck me, would you?” he yelled, as I had him in somewhat of a headlock while Blake had hold of his balls, and was trying to jack his cock. Blake and I pulled him to his feet, then laid him on his back on the bench press bench. I straddled his head, pulling his legs up and back, as I lowered my balls over his nose and lips, getting my balls tongued in the process. I told Blake to take his ass. Blake leaned down and slobbered Dylan’s ass up with his tongue, getting it good and sloppy wet. Dylan begged to be penetrated. He said he needed cock and needed it now. Blake straddled the bench and pushed his penis slowly inside Dylan’s asshole. “Okay, quit fucking around and fuck me good, Blake. That ain’t no virgin ass you’re fucking there. It needs a hard fuckin,” Dylan urged, making me chuckle, along with Blake. I leaned in between Dylan’s legs meeting Blake’s lips who leaned towards me. I kissed Blake passionately as he thrust his cock in and out of Dylan, who was moaning like crazy, while jacking my cock and licking my balls and taint. Precum was oozing out the end of my penis, and traveling down my shaft to my balls, then getting licked off by Dylan. He was doing a number on me for sure. I was getting even more horned up watching Blake’s cock being thrust in and out of Dylan’s sweet hole, Blake’s balls bouncing off of Dylan’s butt cheeks. Dylan abruptly stopped us all.
“Okay, stop. I want to fuck somebody now,” he said, suddenly pulling off of Blake’s cock and looking for my ass. “Josh, you’re in the middle this time. You fuck Blake and I’ll fuck you from behind,” he ordered, as if he was a director shooting a porn video. Blake and I looked at each other and smiled, having no problem at all with what Dylan asked us to do. Blake laid on the bench and lifted his legs. I pulled his ass further up, then drove my tongue deep in his asshole, almost making the boy orgasm. Precum was stringing from Blake’s cock and falling down on his abs. Dylan swiped it up with his tongue. Dylan told me to quit teasing the boy and just fuck him. I looked around at him and laughed, but he seemed serious to get started. I knew he was serious when no sooner than I felt the warmth of Blake’s body take my cock inside him, then I felt Dylan spread my ass cheeks with his hands and probe my hole with his tongue. That about sent a shock wave through my whole body, making my balls churn.
“Damn, Dylan, you’re frisky tonight for sure. What got you so excited?” I had to ask between gasps, as he was taking my breath away.
“While you guys were upstairs looking at the bathroom with those creepy girls, I sucked off Tink in the kitchen. Damn, he has a nice cock. He told me he’d never been so horny in all his life, when he watched me suck off Lonnie, watching Lonnie cum and cum hard with what I did to his cock. I just ripped Tink’s shorts down, and took his big cock in my mouth, giving him the same treatment. Fucker sent cum halfway across the room in no time at all. I sucked him good and dry too. He couldn’t hardly breathe after I got done with the kid. He said I made him see stars, it felt so fucking good. I told him if he was a good boy, I’d fuck him sometime. He wanted me to do it then, but I told him there wasn’t enough time as we were going to take it slow and easy, and do it several times. I didn’t just fuck and fun, like I did with blow jobs. He said the blow job was to die for. That little fucker is one horny bastard I’m telling you,” he said as I felt his uncut cock penetrate my asshole, taking my breath away.
“Damn, Dylan, your cock feels larger tonight for some reason, but damned good,” I exclaimed. He slapped my butt cheek with a crack. “Fuck, you and your fucking S&M shit. Go easy on that ass boy, it’s precious.
“Yeh, well I’m about to rip up this precious ass of yours and make you love it,” Dylan replied, as he thrust harder and deeper, turning me on like nothing else. Blake pulled my head to him and kissed me passionately, as I pummeled his ass, as my own ass was being pummeled. Dylan clinched my sides tightly, stood on his tiptoes, stood still, then his body shook. Instantly I felt the warm of his cream flood my insides, as his cock convulsed several times, emptying his seed deep inside me. I was getting damned close also, as Blake let loose and sprayed his abs, chest and pubes with his seed. I could feel the warm creamy liquid ball milk of Dylan’s, ooze out of my asshole and down over my taint and the back of my balls, then a tongue licking some of it off. With a hot tongue on my asshole and Dylan’s cum leaking out of my body there, I let loose a torrent of my own ball seed deep in Blake’s ass. I shook like crazy, then collapsed on top of him. Blake kissed me over and over, caressing my face, then running his fingers through my hair, telling me he loved me. I kissed him passionately. Dylan stuck his half boner back in my asshole for shits and giggles. It felt great, actually. Then he abruptly removed it, and wiped his cummy cock all over my ass cheeks. I rolled my eyes.
“I think we need a shower,” I mentioned, as I struggled to get up to my feet and bring Blake off the bench. “Damn, you boys wore me out tonight for sure,” I remarked.
“I love Monday nights like this,” Dylan stated. “It’s not as much fun when there’s too many of us. This is more fun.” Blake said he enjoyed it more than any other night of the week. Dylan said that was definitely right. I told them I enjoyed loving any and all of my brothers. They said they did also, but it was kind of special with the three of us. I had to laugh.
We jumped in one shower and soaped each other up. Dylan stepped out of the shower stream, and bent over to wash his feet, picking one up at a time and washing his toes even. He had his back to us. I whispered in Blake’s ear, making Blake give me a concerning smile. Then we stood beside one another, holding our cocks. I yelled at Dylan to turn around. He turned around and looked at us, just in time for us to unleash our piss on him. We had two arched streams of piss going in his direction hitting him on two sides.
“YOU FUCKERS!” he yelled, as Blake and I stood laughing. We had to stop, we were laughing so hard, and didn’t realize what he was up to. All of a sudden, he let a stream of piss coming our way, directing his cock back and forth as he sprayed both of us with his piss, Blake and I trying to get out of his way, but him chasing us and pissing at us all at the same time. “Take that, you fuckers!” he yelled. We finally all huddled together again, our arms interlocked over our shoulders, laughing our asses off.
“Okay, fuckers, you had your little fun, now you get to scrub me down good. At least we were in the shower when you tried your little golden showers routine. You guys are fucking crazy,” Dylan commented. We were still laughing.
We finally got cleaned up thoroughly and dried off. “Sorry about that, Dylan. We didn’t mean any disrespect, but we thought about what it was like getting pissed on when you told us the story about having to piss on that guy in his dungeon. I just thought we might try it out and see what it was like,” I chided. Dylan hugged me naked and kissed me tenderly on the lips.
“You know I love you more than anything in this world. I know you love me, Josh. That was fucking funny, but it wasn’t my first time being pissed on. Actually, urine is sterile if you want to know, so it can’t hurt you. It’s just demeaning in most people’s minds, but it can be kind of fun. I wouldn’t recommend a steady diet of that, but tonight it was fun,” Dylan stated, still chuckling about it. Sometime I’ll tell you about another couple of experiences I had. That’ll get you going,” he teased, making me wonder what other kinky things he’d done.
Terry and Jake were happy to see us get back to the bar. I asked where Luke was tonight, as I thought it was their night to howl with Luke. “Uh, I sent him over to take care of Riley tonight,” Terry replied. “Riley was in ‘need’ so to speak, and Luke said he wouldn’t mind a shot at that. I wish them good luck, as they’re both hopeless bottoms. I just hope Riley has a double headed dildo the two can take on at the same time,” Terry joked, making us all laugh. “I’ll be interesting to see what he has to say when he gets home. Oh, and I’ll probably have to take care of him then, as I doubt that Riley did, based on my experience with Riley. He’s got a hot ass for sure, but he only likes to bottom. Luke, he’s kind of the same way. If it wasn’t for Jake and you, Josh, and others at times, I’d be without any bottom experience, and, in case you can’t tell, I love to bottom also,” Terry commented, with a big grin. Jake chuckled also.
“Come over some night, and I’ll take that hot ass of yours to outer space and back,” Dylan chided, getting Terry all excited. Then Dylan gave him a quick kiss and headed up to bed, telling us all goodnight.
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, couldn't of commented better and the comments from the previous chapter as well from Chaz, BC, Brian and Thanatos.
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with Dylan whilst everyone was showing Em and her BFFs around, seems like those 2 are going to push each other to the extreme. Do you think Dylan and Tink will piss on each other...