Chapter 495 – Meetings At Gay Night
I was still concerned about Kyle returning to his temporary apartment by himself, but it was early, and the dog was there. While we were almost sure it was Simon and Spence giving him a rough time, we had no idea as to how far they would go, or how low they would stoop, to making their point with Kyle. It seemed like they wanted to make it perfectly clean, that he was basically done, and should be gone. My only hope was last night’s attack would be the last until they had lawful access to the property, which I knew was never going to happen. Part of me thought we should go ahead and pay off the note early, to avoid any further confusion and disruption, but that would be tipping off the other side and allowing them time to back out of things and save face. They needed to be embarrassed about this whole thing and possibly trapped, exposed for having committed fraud. If we were to ever make a point with these idiots, my thoughts were, we had to see this through to completion on the scheduled dates. Who knew what other crimes they might commit before then they could be nailed with? As long as no one was in danger of getting hurt, if we were to really let the community know what kind of people these guys were, we needed to let the plan play out. Still, I had to be wary of the possibility these guys could play dirty and, make it worse for Kyle. He was my main concern now. I couldn’t live with myself, if something happened to him.
We all made it back to the apartment and headed upstairs. Dusty, dirty clothes came off, as we all headed buck naked into the showers. I had to admit, Tyler and Lonnie were beautiful male specimens to look at in the buff. Just the right muscle tone and asses and cocks to die for. Tink was hot also. He and his brother were something else. We definitely had some serious pleasure with Tink, and I could only imagine what Tyler’s cock would feel like in my mouth and ass. Adding Lonnie to the mix, my balls would be dry for weeks. While Rod wasn’t Adonis status like his bros, he was still stunning enough to make a dick hard. I often thought of the fun we could have together, if he were so inclined. With eye candy like that, I didn’t mind showering with them whatsoever. Blake, Jake, Dylan and I joined Rod, Tink, Tyler and Lonnie, showering off and cleaning up. Tink was right beside me with Rod close by. Lonnie and Tyler were traveling around, taking advantage of all the shower heads and the various places they hit your body. Lonnie jumped, letting out a yelp, at one point, claiming he took a direct hit to the balls, when he bent over in front of one of the jets. Rod laughed, but soon got the same treatment, when Lonnie dared him to see how he liked it.
“Your fucking shower damn near blew my balls off, Josh,” Rod told me, as he was massaging his ball sack. I had to smile. I told him he needed to pay attention when I told him that could happen. He gave me a sheepish grin. Tink had me wash his back. I got a soapy finger up his ass in the process, making him smile. No one else was the wiser, although Rod saw me wash Tink’s back. He came over for the same treatment. I washed his back and his ass cheeks, making him turn around and smile. The he did the same for me, although Tink already had. We pretty much behaved ourselves in the shower. Dylan was keeping his distance from Tink, so he didn’t get excited and have to fuck him in front of all of us. Smart move on his part. I washed Jake’s hair and then he washed mine, each of us massaging the other’s scalp, getting our hair good and clean, plus invigorating our scalps. Rod asked why we washed each other’s hair. I told him it was an act of appreciation for the other, also an act of unselfishness, plus it felt good to know you did something nice for someone else. He wanted to know if it’d be weird, if I did that for him. I got the shampoo, had him bend over some, then washed his hair, knowing he had to stare at my dick and balls, while I shampooed his hair. He probably had his eyes closed, but I got a kick out of that anyway. He told me massaging his scalp, made him feel good and clean.
“Wow, that is kind of neat,” he admitted. Tink told him he could do that for him at their house. “Not going to work, Tink. That would mean you and I would be naked together in the bathtub at the same time, showering together. You’re not even allowed in the bathroom when any one of us is showering anymore. Nope, just forget about that,” Rod told him, disappointing Tink. I told Tink he could wash my hair anytime, making him smile. “Josh, don’t tell him that. He’ll be over here all the time, naked with you guys. You don’t know what you’re asking for,” Rod warned.
“Doesn’t bother me any, Rod. Can’t say I mind him being naked around me at all. Actually, it’s kind of nice,” I teased. He shook his head.
“I guess that wouldn’t bother you, now that I think about it,” he replied, still shaking his head.
We finished up, turned off the water, then got towels and dried off. I dried
Rod’s back for him then, then gave him a parting pat on his bare ass. He turned around and smiled, teasing, telling me that felt kind of good. I told him I had more things to make him feel good, should he ever want to experiment. He told me not to tempt him, making us both laugh.
We all got dressed to go down to eat. We hadn’t sat at the table more than a couple of minutes before Kyle joined us. I asked him if there were any problems. He said all was good so far. I felt a small sense of relief, knowing nothing happened. We ate dinner, laughing about our antics with our construction this afternoon.
“Josh, you having your Sunday evening get together again tomorrow?” Rod asked. I gave him a questioning look. “I mean those are kind of nice and the food is great,” he added.
“I suppose you’re hinting for an invitation, is that what you’re asking?” I asked. Rod smiled, then Lonnie and Tyler. Tink was indicating I shouldn’t invite them, as he didn’t want them getting any closer to his new gay domain. “I guess you can come. Good grief, it’s like you guys have joined the family or something. You sure you guys don’t want to be gay?” I teased. Lonnie shook his head no. Tyler was a little confused. Rod, said ‘maybe’, but I knew that was just to get me going and get invited. We all laughed.
“What about Kyle?” Tink asked. Kyle looked surprised.
“He’s automatically invited anytime he wants to come. We’ve already adopted him,” I chided. Rod looked at me suspiciously. I smiled at him. “Not what you’re thinking, buddy. Far from it,” I told him, knowing he was wondering if we had replaced Kenny in his life and in his ass. I’m not sure Kyle got that, but it was just as well.
After dinner, Rod, Tyler and Lonnie got up to go to the dressing room. Tink and Kyle stayed with Blake, Jake and me. Ethan sat down for a couple of minutes and had a beer with us, along with Tim, Zach and Brady, who had eaten earlier also. We were starting to get busy, so the rest of them went to change into their briefs for the night. Conner and Neal came in to get a bite to eat before they assumed their security detail. With just Jake, Kyle, Blake and me, at the table, I got them a beer and had Trent get them some food, then asked them if they were able to find out anything.
“Got lots of fingerprints, but they were all Kyle’s or unknown. Just so happens Spence and Simon’s prints are in the system along with their DNA, from all the little skirmishes they got into, so if they left anything at Kyle’s place, it’ll show up. Might take a few days to determine that, however. So far nothing indicated who might be involved. I suspect they had gloves and booties on so they didn’t leave anything. Still, you never know. The forensics team gather a lot of evidence, but we have no way of knowing if any of it will lead to a suspect. We just have to wait and see. Maybe none of it does,” Conner informed us. “Believe me, I’d like nothing more than to slap handcuffs on those two idiots, throw them in a cell, then throw away the key. I’ve arrested them no less than five times, I think. Each time they get bailed out and no charges get filed. Like I told you before, the witnesses, mostly women, don’t want to press charges. Those two know they can get away with practically anything. It’s so unfair. I’m so hoping we can find something in Kyle’s mountain of evidence to tie that break-in to them,” Conner remarked. I know we all had the same opinion.
Not learning anything new, I thanked Conner and Neal, then we headed upstairs to get dressed. To my surprise, Kyle was already wearing his uniformed underwear for tonight, disappointing me greatly. I was hoping he’d have to change and I could get to see him au natural once again. Damn, he was a hot looking guy. I patted him on the back, telling him he was going to get a lot of cocks hard tonight. He blew that off, telling me, it was me they were all coming to see, since I had been on TV last night, and was the new celebrity in town. I told him, he was crazy, then wrapped my arm around his neck, putting him in a playful headlock, then nubbying his hair, making him giggle. He surprised me by running his tongue over a nipple of mine, in an effort to free himself. I laughed.
“Gonna get me excited if you keep that up,” I told him, as I quickly let him go. He gave me a hug.
“Thanks for being the greatest friend a guy could ever have in this world,” he said, looking me in the eyes. I grabbed him and hugged him.
“It’s easy with someone like you, Kyle. You’re the best. I feel privileged to call you my friend,” I replied, getting me another hug, our baskets touching one another in the process with just our underwear on. We both felt something, but we needed to go to work.
We took up our positions behind the bar, getting ready for the coming deluge. To my surprise, Kevin and Calvin walked in and came over to me. I met them in front of the bar and gave Kevin a big hug. Calvin gave me a bro hug. “Damn, I haven’t seen you guys in ages,” I commented. Kevin smiled.
“Yeh, we decided it was time we needed to look you up, and get reacquainted, Josh. My brother Eric still here?” Kevin asked.
“I’m right here,” Eric said, as he must have seen them come in also. He opened his arms, giving Kevin a big ole hug also, not wanting to let him go. Eric even kissed Kevin on the cheek.
“How’s that little one of yours, little Josh?” Kevin asked. Eric dug out his phone and showed him pictures, the proud father that he was. “Damn, I swear he’s half grown,” Kevin remarked, showing the pics to Calvin also. Calvin was just as surprised.
“Have a beer guys,” I told them having Blake draw them beers. I introduced Blake to the two of them, and Kyle also. I told Blake this was the Kevin I had told him about before, that was our suite mate last year in the dorm. Blake told him he heard some great things about him. Kevin looked embarrassed.
“Well, Josh and Eric were my best friends last year and will be for life, with all the things they helped me with. You couldn’t have better friends than these two,” Kevin told Blake and Kyle. Tim overheard us, and came over to meet them both.
“You guys are really stout. Josh said you were wrestlers. You can sure tell that,” Tim said, looking them over. Kevin and Calvin smiled.
“Speaking of wrestling, Josh, Calvin and I were wondering if we might be part of your act, and do our wrestling skit, you know, lose the singlets over time and end up in thongs throwing each other around on a mat. You guys still have the mats you had?” Kevin asked. I smiled.
“Certainly do. Just so happens two or our guys are basketball team members and they won’t be back until the second show, so we might just be able to slip you guys into their place and use you as a bonus for the second show. Hell, if they don’t make it back in time, we’ll still have a full roster without them. Sure, might as well, if you two are up to it,” I replied, which seemed to make them happy.
“Yeh, we figured we could use the extra money. After seeing you on TV last night, we thought we just might look you up, and see if we could do our wrestling gig, you know, make a little pocket money. Plus, we wouldn’t mind meeting Ross and Wally too. Those guys are quite the celebrities on this campus for sure,” Kevin said. “Where’s my little buddies Allen and OBB?” he asked, looking around for them. I told him they were on the other side of the bar. Eric said he’d take them to them. I told them to come back soon, as I needed to get them to Stan and Gentry to get them setup for their act. They took off with Eric.
I had seen Harvey, Wes and Leo walk in, but they went straight to the dressing room. I guess they figured they were running late. Eric soon brought Kevin and Calvin back, telling me he was concerned Allen and OBB would molest them if they visited them any longer. I had to laugh, but believed it was quite possible, as much as Allen and OBB liked to double penetrate Kevin in the old days. I was sure the sight of Kevin gave them boners at the thought.
I took the two into the dressing room, and introduced them to Stan and Gentry. Those two remembered them from our oil wrestling contest we had earlier in the year. Stan and Gentry were excited to see them show up, and want to use their wrestling as an act. I introduced them to all the other guys in the dressing room while I was there. Then came the proverbial complaint from Harvey.
“More guys, Josh? You keep adding more guys, and that keeps fucking up our earnings,” Harvey complained.
“Harvey, Caleb and Chase aren’t here tonight, so there aren’t any more than there normally are. Besides, none of the rest of the guys are complaining. They don’t seem to be losing any revenue. You need to play to the crowd more. You act too straight for the Saturday night crowd.
“I fucking am straight, Josh. And a dick is a dick. I happen to think I have a dick that gay guys like as much as women. Nothing wrong with my equipment. It’s fine. But the more guys you add, the less we all make. I keep telling you that, but you don’t listen,” Harvey complained.
“Then maybe you need to find another job, Harvey. Because, it’s the entertainment that draws crowds. The more attractive and provocative the entertainment is, the more money that’s spent in the bar and on the dancers. Play to the crowd, and quit your complaining. No one’s holding a gun to your head making you work here. Frankly, I really don’t care if you do or don’t anymore. Wes and Leo do just fine, and they don’t complain,” I reminded him. He shook his head and walked away somewhat pissed. I really didn’t care at this point.
Stan said they’d haul the mat out on stage when the Kevin and Calvin were on. Stan had what he called ‘slingshot’ singlets, he was going to have them wear undeath regular singlets, which would be ripped off until they were down to thongs. I reminded Stan that both Kevin and Calvin weren’t small down there so to dress them accordingly. Stan had them strip off, so he could get a look at their packages to see what he might need, wardrobe wise. He was impressed, which flattered the boys. I patted each one on their bare asses, telling them to have fun. They thanked me again, then went with Stan to get outfitted. I went back to my position behind the bar.
When I got back, Blake asked me if Kevin was the one that Eric grew up with and had to take care of from time to time, until I took over for him. I smiled, shaking my head, then told him he was. Blake thought he was kind of hot. I told Blake, I always enjoyed him. I had no complaints. Then I reminded Blake that Allen and OBB used to DP Kevin, having all kinds of fun with him, until he met his boyfriend Calvin. I told Blake that Calvin was Kevin’s second boyfriend. The first one was kind of different, and couldn’t make up his mind which team he batted for. Calvin, on the other hand, was a good one. The two seemed happy together. Blake said he was glad to hear that.
Allen and OBB came around to our side of the bar, to tell me how excited they were to see Kevin and Calvin. “You know, we always had fun with Kevin, but we’ve never tried Calvin out yet. Gonna have to do that and soon,” Allen proclaimed, with OBB agreeing.
“Heaven help those two,” I said, shaking my head.
“What, Allen and OBB?” Blake asked. I practically laughed.
“No, Kevin and Calvin. Allen and OBB will wear them out. Come to think of it, though, Kevin was hard to wear out. Ask Eric about that. Plus, I can vouch for that also,” I replied, causing Blake to shake his head.
“You have so many friends, Josh,” Kyle told me. I explained Kevin briefly to Kyle, who was amazed that he was one of my suitemates last year, being Eric’s roommate. I told him there were a lot of lively mornings in the shower together. Even today, Eric got excited if he had to shower with Allen. Kyle laughed, but said we had a wonderful friendship, and last year had to be great. I told him, it changed all our lives. We were very fortunate. He said he envied us. I told him I was blessed with so many wonderful friends, I couldn’t begin to tell him.
We got busy, as we were assholes to elbows drawing beer, trying desperately to keep up. I heard a familiar voice say, “Hello there, Josh.” I looked up and it was Dr. Wayne, with a very attractive fellow beside him. I almost didn’t recognize him without his white lab coat on, though I had to say, I sure liked the tight jeans he was wearing and the nice bulge they showed.
“Hey, Doc. Surprised to see you here tonight,” I said, as I continued to draw more beer. I handed the next two beers to Doc and his significant other.
“Just had to come by and see you. You remember Henry, don’t you?” he asked. He came with me to your open house you had that one time, when you first opened the bar,” Doc explained.
“How could I forget a hot looking guy like Henry. Damn, he got me excited way back when, and I haven’t gotten over him yet,” I teased. I swear Henry blushed. “Give me a second, I have to adjust myself from the excitement of seeing you and Henry again,” I said, as I took my hand, then jiggled my junk in my underwear. Doc about cracked up.
“I told you he was quite the character, Henry. We have such interesting conversations. Now, he’s just become a patient of mine of all things,” Doc chided. Henry shook his head.
“Funny, he never tells me about what you guys talk about when you’re together. Now it makes me wonder,” Henry replied.
“Doctor/Patient privilege,” Doc replied. I smiled.
“Oh, that means we can do all kinds of kinky things during our sessions, and you can’t tell anyone about them?” I teased. Doc rolled his eyes.
“I’m professionally bound not to do any ‘kinky things’ as you’re suggesting during our sessions, for your information,” Doc replied.
“Well, I’m afraid you might have to, in order to cure me, Doc,” I informed him.
“I’m not curing you, Josh. There’s nothing wrong with you. Well, at least clinically, anyway. We could argue the rest. I’m counseling you on how to work with a deeply depressed individual, that you decided to befriend and try to cure. And, that’s the reason I stopped by tonight,” he said, as he and Henry plopped down on a bar stool in front of me. The seats were originally occupied, but I had Trent come and move two of the guys so Doc and Henry could sit there. They complained, but Trent got then a table, and told them their beers were on me. That seemed to make them extremely content.
“Anyway, as I was saying, while you were buying these two bar stools for us, Rogers has been burning up my phone, telling me about Cam and how wonderful he is after two short sessions with you. He told me all about the flying thing, and that Cam is deeply excited about pursuing it,” Doc explained.
“What, you don’t think it’s a good idea?” I asked, concerned.
“No, not at all. I was shocked that he became engaged in all that, and that he studied aviation and done pilot training with a simulation program on his computer. Then you come along and turned, what he fantasizes about, into reality. Josh, that was brilliant. Oh, and Rogers had to tell me about the Jeeps too. He was overjoyed you two share the same interests. Oh, and he also likes this pilot of yours, named Dale, I believe it was,” Doc informed me, just as Dale came in the door and headed towards us. He came over and gave me a big hug.
“Dale, this is Dr. Wayne and Henry. Doc is the one treating Cam for his depression, and counseling me on how to work with him. He might want to work with both of us, as to how to handle certain situations with him. He was worried I might become depressed working with Cam, but since you’re going to be working closely with him also, maybe you might want to debrief young Dale here also, Doc,” I suggested.
“It would probably be a good idea, since I guess you’re going to be giving Cam flying lessons in the near future. I’d like to know how he accepts things and handles them. There could be some stressful situations in flying, and we need to know Cam can handle them and not shut down. That’s what worries me the most. When he becomes stressed, he just shuts down. He’s almost frozen. Then he relaxes, and he’s fine again, until the next time he’s stressed. I don’t think that would work too well flying a plane by himself,” Doc explained. He did have a point.
“You know, this morning he did everything by the book. He was spot on. I swear he could have landed the plane by himself. He’s had lots of hours of practice with his simulation program, and he knows how to fly. I didn’t see any ounce of stress at all with him. He didn’t know me, and he just met Josh last night, so he was with people he didn’t know, and doing things he’d never done in reality before. He seemed perfectly fine to me,” Dale explained.
“That’s rare for that to happen. There’s something somehow, where you guys broke through a barrier of sorts, that I’ve been trying to break through for months. How did you find out he liked flying, because he’s never mentioned any of that to me before in all our sessions,” Doc stated.
“I was just telling him about our businesses and the planes we had in the aviation department. Cam started spouting off all the facts about the aircraft we owned and operated. He knew all about each plane. Then his dad told us all about his simulation program he was using, and how much he enjoyed spending hours working with it. One thing led to another, and I invited him to fly up to Regional this morning with us to pick up one of our associates that was coming in from Chicago to stop over here to debrief us on a business we have in Chicago. Since he knew so much about flying, I had him sit right seat with Dale. Dale let him fly a little, and go through the checklists with him. He loved it right off the bat. His dad signed him up with Dale for flying lessons. Dale is in the process of getting his flight instructors license and then he’ll be able to give lessons. He can now, just can’t charge for them or sign off on the guy’s logs. In a week or so, he’ll be able to give lessons. Cam and Dale hit it off right away,” I explained.
“Damn, that’s amazing you made such a tremendous amount of progress in just two days. I can’t believe it, but thought I needed to see you right away, and understand what you observed. I’m amazed, really. I am truly amazed. But, I did tell you, if anyone could help Cam, it’d be you and your friends that could. I stand by that. Dale, keep up the great work. Here’s one of my cards with my phone number and email address. Anytime you have any interaction with Cam, could you shoot me a brief email, and tell me how it went, whether there was any stress involved with anything the two of you did, and then how he reacted to that stress. Getting feedback like that would help immeasurably,” Doc told Dale.
“Sure, I’d be happy to. I think he and I will get along great. I really like Cam. He’s different, but he listens and absorbs everything you tell him, and doesn’t forget a thing. I’m really impressed with Cam. I think we can be great friends,” Dale told Doc, making Doc extremely happy. “Excuse me, but I have to run upstairs to strip down to my underwear, and go to work for Josh tonight. He’s paying for all my flight instruction, so I have to put in my time at the bar,” Dale chided. Doc gave me a funny look.
“Run along and go get naked like the rest of us, Dale,” I chided. Dale took off after he told Doc it was a pleasure meeting him and Henry. He told Doc, he’d be in touch. “Can’t help but love that one. Best investment we made, making him our pilot. Poor kid was struggling for funds to fly, to finish out his aviation program. We worked out a deal with the university for them to lease back a couple of our airplanes. Dale was working as a line boy out at the airport, which is where we met him. The guy that operates the airport for the university, was trying to help him out with as much instruction as he could, but it was going to take Dale another two or more years to be able to complete his program. We fixed that, as we needed a pilot at our disposal. Now, he’s on our payroll, and flies our equipment, well the 310 anyway for now,” I explained.
“You do some miraculous things with your company and for your friends, Josh. You never cease to amaze me,” Doc said, shaking his head. I smiled at him.
“Can’t help it, Doc. It’s funny, but everything we do for others comes back to us ten-fold, I have to believe. It’s always amazed me,” I commented. Doc shook his head. “Henry, enough about me and your crazy boyfriend, what do you do in this world to prove your worth, other than sleep with this hot stud, which I’d say he’s pretty lucky to have you, also,” I chided. Henry laughed, as did Doc.
“I’m in finance, Josh. I work for a bank here in town. Doc shrinks heads, and I loan money for people to pay Doc to shrink their heads. At least that’s what I tell the good doctor here,” he chided.
“Interesting. Who do you work for, if I might ask?”
“I’m a VP of business relations with First Central National Bank here in town. You might have heard of us. We compete with First National, who I know you do business with. Up until the time you did business with them, we were about the same size, but now you tipped the scales, so to speak, and hell they’re about double our size now. That was a hell of a win on their part, getting your business, I have to say,” Henry replied.
“Doc, can I sleep with Henry tonight so we can do some serious pillow talk?” I asked, shocking Doc, but delighting Henry.
“What the heck?” Doc replied. I laughed.
“What if I was to tell you, we might be interested in changing banks?” I asked.
“Seriously?” Henry asked getting all excited. I smiled, shaking my head ‘yes’. “Damn, you could fuck me any night you wanted for that consideration,” Henry replied, to Doc’s horror.
“Henry, you little whore. What are you saying?” Doc asked him, somewhat shocked at Henry’s reply. Henry and I were both laughing.
“It’s Josh, Doc. He’s cute as hell, and the sweetest guy you’d ever want to meet. Those were your exact words to me months ago, when you first met him. Remember? Not like you didn’t say what you wouldn’t give for night of passion with him,” Henry reminded Doc. Doc got all embarrassed.
“I was just saying that as a figure of speech, to say how nice he was. I didn’t mean it literally,” Doc stammered, making me laugh. Kyle and Blake heard it also, along with Terry. We were all cracking up.
“Josh has the effect on just about everyone,” Kyle interjected.
“Doc, I had no idea you were crushing on me. I think we need to talk more about it at our upcoming counseling sessions. Maybe we need to figure out what the real relationship is, or should be, between us,” I chided, raising my eyebrows at him.
“See what you started, Henry? You may have compromised my counseling sessions with Josh. I may have to recuse myself, and find him another doctor to work with him now,” Doc replied, although, I didn’t think he was serious.
“Nope, it’s you or the deal’s off, Doc. I couldn’t work with anyone else. Besides, we both work with Cam. I need to tell you what we’re doing with him and how he reacts, then you tell me if what we’re doing is right and how we might improve it, if possible. We’re both working for the wellbeing of Cam. That’s who we need to focus on. But, if we need to get naked to do that, I’m game,” I told him. I thought Henry was going to burst out laughing, as was Kyle, Blake and Terry. Jake came over to see what was so funny.
“Your boyfriend just blew away the psychiatry profession and tried to hook up with his significant other, by forming a financial alliance between Stoney Enterprise and Henry’s bank,” Terry told Jake, making Jake crack up.
“Doc, when you figure out how his mind works, you need to inform me and counsel me on how to handle him,” Jake told Doc. Doc threw up his hands, as if to give up.
“Seriously, Doc, I need to spend some time with Henry and discuss a possible change of banks,” I said, getting serious all of a sudden.
“I thought you guys were extremely happy at First N. I know Cliff over there does one hell of a job catering to your every need,” Henry replied. “I never dreamed you’d even consider changing. What about Cliff? Did he do something wrong?” Henry asked, not believing his ears, me talking about a possible change.
“Anything we do would involve Cliff going with us wherever we go. So, if you want to entertain a possible switch, you need to consider a nice big increase in salary for Cliff in the package, and VP title. He needs to handle our account, as it’ a fulltime job, and he knows how we operate in and out. He meets with our legal and accounting staff once a week, and is in touch a couple times a day with our CFO. As much as I’d love to see you more often, Henry, Cliff’s our guy. He has to be part of the package,” I told him.
“Damn, that’s great. Cliff and I have always gotten along well. He’s a great guy with a great mind. Sure, that’d be no problem at all, because, like you said, taking care of you guys would be a fulltime job. Cliff would probably need back up also, like clerical and admin assistance. Whatever it takes, we’d be willing to offer, Josh. You just tell me,” Henry offered.
“Well maybe at least a night with Jake and I in bed with you and Doc for starters,” I teased.
“DONE!” Henry offered, to Doc’s protest.
“HENRY! I can’t legally or ethically agree to do something like that,” Doc protested. I laughed.
“Put your balls back in your scrotum, Doc. I was only kidding. However, it wouldn’t be all bad. It’d be one hellacious night of passion, I’d have to say,” I replied. Henry was all smiles. Doc was still trying to figure out if I was serious or not.
“Henry, I’m not going to go into any details tonight, as I’m busy and there are too many ears here tonight. I need to meet with you this week, then you and Cliff need to meet at some point. I’m serious about this. It’s not the bank that has me upset, it’s some of their board members and Hastings, their president. There is some major mistreatment going on, and inside information, benefiting a few that I mentioned, at someone very near and dear to me’s expense. I won’t put up with that kind of business shenanigans. Not only is what they’re planning on doing wrong, and could significantly hurt that someone near and dear to us, but there are other things that go along with what’s going on that is dead wrong, illegal and unethical. I won’t stand for that. Our company will align itself with only the most ethical institutions available to work with. You want to play games, enrich yourselves at the expense of others, then we want nothing to do with you, and won’t have anything to do with you. Do you understand what we want in that regard?” I asked Henry.
“Totally, Josh. I agree with you 100%. I’ve heard some things about what might go on over there at Frist N. Didn’t know any of it to be illegal, but certainly not in good taste or what we would involve ourselves with,” Henry replied. “I understand totally, where you’re coming from, and I can promise you, right here in front of your trusted friend and my significant other, I will only do business on the up and up, and our president and board members share the same view,” Henry pledged. “I wouldn’t work at our bank if they didn’t share my values. I can assure you they do.”
“I like him, Doc. I think I’d like him better if he was naked, but I like him,” I teased, cracking them up again.
“Good grief, both members of this relationship are going to have to deal with Josh. I don’t know if we can handle it or not,” Doc commented.
“I’m not that large, Doc. You can handle me, but I will take you to outer space and back. I can promise you that,” I teased. Doc rolled his eyes and Henry laughed. Henry was definitely the more personable member of the couple. But then he was in sales. Doc had to dig into your mind and look at scary things. I couldn’t wait for him to find the scary things in my mind.
“I know you’re busy, and we definitely didn’t intend to take up this much of your time, Josh, but thank you so much for the opportunity to talk. I can’t tell you how excited I am. I can’t believe we just started the conversation on the largest growth our bank could possibly have with the CEO of the company in his underwear, serving me beer. Don’t know how to explain that to our president. I may leave out the fact you were in your underwear, looking hot as hell,” Henry teased. I told him to go for it, if the guy had any kind of sense of humor. Henry said he was pretty open minded, but he thought that might be distracting to the conversation he was prepared to have with him.
“Henry, just so you know, time if of the essence. This has to happen in a little over two weeks. Something may trigger our change, which will cause us to make the change abruptly and swiftly. First you need to know if you can handle us, then put whatever structure in place necessary to handle us, then wait for us to pull the trigger. Does that make sense to you? I need to know you understand what we’re asking here,” I told him.
“Totally understand, Josh. I’ll work day and night to make that all happen. I can promise you, if you agree to switch, we’ll make it happen regardless of what we have to do,” Henry replied. I told him I liked the sound of that. Then I told him I would tell Cliff we talked, so they could feel free to work on this project together, along with our legal and finance team. Henry was almost beside himself, he was so excited. He asked me if he’d be out of line if he hugged me. I told him to bring it on. I opened up the bar lid for him to come behind the bar. We hugged tightly. I told him not to hug me too tight, as I’d get excited and I didn’t have anywhere to hide my excitement. He chuckled, but I squeezed his ass cheeks, making him giggle. Henry thanked me again.
“Come on, Doc. I need a hug from you too,” I told him, making him come behind the bar to hug me. “This is good PR, by the way. We have to do fun things with one another just to get the crowd all horned up and excited,” I told him, as I stretched my arms out for his hug. Doc was a little unsure about hugging me in public, but he’d had a beer, so he did. I squeezed his butt cheeks also. He told me I looked hot in my briefs. I told him he should see me out of them, I was even hotter. Then he said it was definitely time to go. I swatted his ass, as he left to go to the other side of the bar. A few patrons sitting at the bar threw dollars. I told Doc, he was already a star now. He rolled his eyes. They waved goodbye to us, and took off.
“You are amazing, Josh,” Kyle told me, shaking his head. “I don’t know how you do what you do, with the quick wit you have, even in tense situations. You’re unbelievable, but wonderful at the same time. I couldn’t ask for a better friend,” Kyle told me. I grabbed him and hugged him, to the cheers of those sitting at the bar. I even gave him a kiss on the lips. I think he was a little embarrassed at first, but I sensed he liked the intimacy that was growing between us. Sometime later, Blake grabbed me and kissed me passionately, to the point of making our cocks hard, embarrassing us some, but to the thrill of the crowd. Dollars flew. Kyle shook his head at us, marveling at what we were able to get away with.
Dale had finally joined us. “Josh, do I have to go see the good doctor for sessions about Cam?” he asked me.
“I think you could get away with just shooting him an email, telling him what you and Cam did, and how he reacted, and if there was anything you were concerned about. I think that would suffice, unless we see something that we need to work on and don’t quite know how to approach it. I tell you, Dale, Cam has done extremely well in the last couple of days. Spending time with you this morning, really helped him. He’s totally engaged in what piloting a plane is all about,” I replied.
“Do you think he could really freeze up if things got stressful? That could definitely be a problem in the air,” Dale voiced his concern.
“Hard to tell. He drives, so apparently, he hasn’t frozen up while driving. We both know that can be stressful at times. I have a feeling Cam isn’t as bad off as the psych community would lead us to believe. I just think he needs friends that care about him, and want to do things with him that he enjoys doing, i.e. piloting a plane, for instance. He was extremely focused on that this morning. I swear you gave him a boner when he got his hands on the yoke and did the maneuvers you walked him through,” I teased. Dale smiled.
“Don’t know if he got that excited,” Dale replied smiling. I told him I was metaphorically speaking, but sitting next to him, working the controls with him one time certainly gave me one. Dale laughed, then hugged me. I squeezed his ass cheeks in the process. Damn, if they weren’t firm. I made him chuckle.
Dale told me the charter went well today. He said they had another one in the morning. He was definitely going to try to work in his certification testing with the FAA examiner this week. He’d be using the 310 for that. I told him I couldn’t wait, but we were having one hell of a party when he got all his ratings. He said he was all for that.
The first show went well, and gave us a little break on drawing beer. To our surprise, Kevin and Calvin, got a little daring and threw the mat off the stage and onto the dance floor in front of it. Then they jumped off the stage, and did their routine on the floor, so all the guys could gather around and see them. Some guys were standing on chairs so they could see. It got nice and juicy, the two grabbing packages and throwing one another around, ending up in head locks, their faces full of the other guy’s junk. It got real interesting when they were just in their thongs, giving glimpses of skin at times. Dollars were being thrown from everywhere. Kevin and Calvin’s bodies were glistening with sweat, their sweaty bodies all over one another. I know wrestling is a sport, but watching it can sometimes be rather erotic. With these two wrestling, it was extremely erotic. We all had boners watching their erotic interaction with one another. The two stood up and held each other’s arms in the air in triumph. The crowd roared, and dollars flew, I was sure much to Harvey’s disappointment. While we missed Chase, Caleb and Dave, Kevin and Calvin more than made up for their absence.
Caleb, Chase and Dave finally showed up, along with Dustin. They looked a little haggard, but seemed to be in good spirits. They got cheers, as they walked through the crowd to the dressing room to change. Dustin gave me a hug, then ran upstairs to the apartment to dress in his briefs to help serve. He joined Tink and Jeb to serve. He seemed pretty excited. Kyle and I backed into one another, doing something, so I whipped around and hugged him, kissing him in the process, more sensuously than before. I realized I was treating him like I would Blake, Tim, Ethan, Dustin or any of the other guys. “Uh, you okay with these antics?” I asked him, after we gave a rather sensuous display to the crowd. He smiled at me, as I continued to hold him, our junk pressed up against one another.
“Actually, if feels kind of nice, if you really want to know. I miss the intimacy, I had before with Kenny. I miss that part of the relationship we had. I can’t deny that,” Kyle replied. I kissed him again, rubbing my hands up and down his bare back, then squeezed his glutes, making him chuckle. “Careful, you’re going to get me excited, if you’re not careful,” he chided.
“Is that a bad thing?” I asked, teasingly.
“Not for me, it isn’t. I have to say, I kind of like it, but I don’t want to be a distraction from all the other relationships you have,” he cautioned. I hugged him again and told him he’d never be a distraction in my life at all, just a loving friend I was willing to do just about anything for. I swear he got a little emotional with what I told him.
Greer showed up, just as I broke the embrace with Kyle. “Wo, who’s the new hottie? Damn, if you don’t have several new hotties working for you here, Josh,” he said as he quickly grabbed a bar stool in front of me, before someone else grabbed it. “Damn, the eye candy here would give me a perpetual hardon,” he added, looking up and down the bar. I introduced him to all the guys he didn’t know, as one of the founding partners in the company. They wanted to know why he wasn’t here in Uni with us. I told them he lived in a much warmer place, called Key West. Blake and Tim remembered him from Key West, and were glad to see him again. Greer was very impressed meeting Terry and Kyle. He told Kyle, he was the subject of a major discussion he had with Jordan, Nate and Ken this afternoon. Kyle wasn’t sure what to make of it. Greer told him it was all good, and he shouldn’t worry about what we had in the works, as everything was going to work out fine. Kyle breathed a sigh of relief. Greer wanted to know if he could have a hug from Kyle for helping him out. Kyle practically leaped into his arms, giving him a big hug. “Okay, that does it. Too much excitement for me,” Greer said, then quickly sat down.
“You gave the old man a boner, Kyle,” I teased. Greer cautioned me as to who I was calling an old man. We all laughed. Greer marveled at the pecs Terry had, saying he looked a lot like Jake. I had to explain that Terry was on the gymnastics team with Jake. Greer told me, hanging around here would not be healthy for him, as there were too many distractions, causing him to fuck himself to death, he figured. I told him it was one hell of a way to go. He agreed, but said he’d like to hang in there a little longer and enjoy his dick and ass more. I had to laugh.
“So, did everything work out with the guys this afternoon?” I asked.
“I guess. They said you were all for me being on a retainer, and working part time for the company. I have to say, I appreciate it, not realizing how bored I was becoming missing out on the action, both business and the guys, isolated there on Key West. Not that it’s a bad place to live, as hell, it’s practically paradise, and the time spent at the Pink Flamingo is rather enjoyable in itself. Still, I miss the kind of stuff I’ve been doing this last week. Plus, when the guys filled me on your friend Kyle’s problem, and how despicable the bank and their directors were behaving, I wanted to get back in the action, to see what we could do to punish them. You do plan on changing banks, right?” he asked.
“Already in the works, Greer. In fact, the VP at the bank we’re planning on changing to, was in here this evening. We just happened to get the ball rolling. I arranged for them to hire our current bank rep as a VP to handle our account. He’s the boyfriend of one of our partners, so he has to go with us to the new bank. The wheels are in motion as we speak,” I replied.
“Excellent. No, I like the idea of getting involved again. Key West is so laid back. About the only legal work I do down there in my practice, is handle divorces from gay couples who fell in love one night, got married, then realized they can’t live with one another. It’s crazy, but there’s a lot of it, unfortunately. That, or handling real estate deals off and on. You guys have all the fun stuff to do, that I miss doing. Chicago was a blast, and it would pay for me to go there at least once a quarter to help them out. Their in-house counsel is good, but there are some matters they farm out that I could do, and same us a shit ton of money. I kind of set that up with Nate and Jordan, as I can do a lot of that from Key West, but might want to fly to Chicago to review everything on a quarterly basis, then maybe stop in here on the way back and spend a couple of days with Jordan and Nate to go over everything. They set me up with a corporate email account, so I can send you love notes every day,” Greer chided. I had to laugh.
“Don’t let Samuel see those, Greer, or he’s liable to cut your balls off, and mail them to us,” I chided. Greer laughed, but said that was probably true. “Doesn’t he like us at all?” I asked, curiously, noting how distant he was to all of us when we were down there.
“Josh, he’s jealous of you guys, especially you. He knows how much I care about the company and especially, you and Jake. Hell, I talk about you guys all the time. I think he thinks, he can never measure up to the love I had for you guys, and it makes him jealous. If I spent an entire week here in Uni, why he’d be a basket case, and probably kick me out. The fact I was in Chicago, where he didn’t think I knew anyone, he seemed to tolerate. When I told him, I was stopping by here to debrief you all on what happened in Chicago, well, that just upset him to no end. He told me I could have one night here, then I had to be back. I swear he planned that damned reception to force me to come back to help him. I’m just hoping his jealousy will improve the more I get involved, so he can see I am working, not just taking as much dick up my ass as I can,” he chided, making me shake my head.
“So you had a good time with extracurricular activities in Chicago land?” I asked. He smiled.
“Oh, did I. A couple of my more intimate law school buddies and I got together. We kind of made up for lost time. Living so close to Chicago, we used to get together more often, when I lived in the City. That kind of ended when Stoney and I got together. Other than you and Jake, Josh, I was committed to Stoney. He didn’t mind me having sex with you and Jake, and may not have minded me with others, but I was true to him. I loved that man with all my heart. It killed me, finding out he spent most of his last days without me in his life. It took me a long time to get over that. I don’t know if I’m over it yet, but having you guys back in my life has helped, I think. I gave up way too soon and just wanted a clean break, to start over. Samuel was there with me through the last days of Stoney’s life. He took care of me, helped me grieve. I don’t know, I was just so vulnerable, and he was so sweet, I just said fuck it and went on, starting a new life with a new guy. In retrospect, that might have been a little premature, but it is what it is. Like I said, he’s great in the bedroom. If he wasn’t just so possessive, and gave me a little freedom. I hate sneaking behind his back, but it’s either that, or we part ways. I don’t think either one of us is ready for that yet, but it may come to that. We’ll have to see,” Greer explained. I reached over and patted him on his shoulder.
“You know you’re always welcome to come back to us, Greer. You’re family, as far as we’re concerned. You always will be,” I committed to him. I swear he had tears in his eyes.
“So where’s this entertainment you’ve been telling me about?” he asked, trying to change the subject. I smiled at him, then drew him another beer.
The second show began, and Greer was instantly excited to see the erotic, dick hardening show we had to offer our very gay customers. He was amazed at what we had to present. Someone was obviously missing from the second show that had been in the first, although, I had to think it looked pretty darn good without our missing performer. Wes and Leo performed by themselves, putting on a very erotic performance, looking as if they were truly in love, and were lovingly giving themselves to one another. Harvey was nowhere to be seen. Greer even mentioned that Wes and Leo were damned hot, even though he didn’t know their names, or that one of their group was missing. Kyle noticed. So did Blake and the rest of our guys, including Tim, but no one seemed to care that he wasn’t performing. I ran back to the dressing room to see if he was sick or injured or something. He wasn’t there with the group. I asked Stan what happened to Harvey. Stan shook his head.
“The idiot was arguing with Wes and Leo, who finally told him to get the hell out, as they were tired of his complaining all the time. They told him they knew he didn’t want to be here, and everyone was tired of his bullshit, so to get the hell out. They were done working with him, plus he wasn’t worth a shit at performing anyway. He got mad and stormed out. Don’t know where he went, and frankly we could all give a shit,” Stan explained.
“Oh well,” I replied. “Can’t say I know anyone that will miss him,” I commented.
“Now, Josh. He did have a nice cock on him,” Jack happened to mention.
“Glad you enjoyed it, Jack. Can’t say we miss his personality. Nothing seemed to make him happy,” I remarked. Jack gave me a funny look.
“Oh, I know one person that made him happy, but he didn’t do him any favors,” Jack replied.
“What you?” I asked, remembering walking in on them with Harvey on the downstroke in Jack’s ass, his big hard cock deep between the flaming orange hairs rimming Jack’s asshole. Jack laughed.
“Hell no, not me. Although he has had several booty calls lately, which I kind of like. It’s a break from Marty, and damn, Josh, Harvey does have one fine cock, I have to say,” Jack replied. I asked them if it wasn’t him, then who the hell was Harvey missing. “He misses Tim, Josh. If you ask me, but he’d never admit it, I think he really loves Tim. Jack treats Tim like shit, but then he treats everyone like shit. He’d never win the friend of the year award, like you would. That’s just his style. You either like him and tolerate his bad behavior, or you don’t. Most people don’t. He brings that on himself. He can’t blame anyone else. When that girl got arrested and he lost his pussy, which, regardless of what he told us, he didn’t really give a shit about her anyway, and her constant need for money. I swear, it’s Tim on his mind. It has to be, as there’s no one else that he cared that much about in this world,” Jack explained. I shook my head in disbelief.
“Well, fuck, don’t tell Tim that. It’ll start a global war between the two. It’s bad enough as it is. He treats Tim like shit now. Tim has tried to burry the hatchet, but Harvey won’t let it happen. Harvey is the cause of his own problems. Maybe he needs to really think about his relationships with others and how he screws them up,” I replied, as Wes and Leo just finished up.
“I kicked Harvey out, Josh. I hope you don’t mind. If Leo and I aren’t good enough without Harvey, we can drop out of the show,” Wes told me, with Leo looking disappointed standing beside him. “I couldn’t take his bullshit anymore. He was annoying all of us back here. Even Sandy told him he needed to quit, because he didn’t have the right attitude. I just told him we had enough of his bullshit. Monday I think we’ll take a vote on the Lacrosse team, to see if he remains captain or not. I know he doesn’t have enough votes to continue as captain. But, then he’s brought all this hatred on himself. The guy is not happy, and he’s bound and determined to make everyone else miserable with him. We’ve all had enough,” Wes told me. Again, I shook my head.
“By the way, you guys had one of the hottest acts of the night, just you and Leo, Wes. You’re golden. I wouldn’t give you guys up for the world, plus you’re great guys also. No, it was time of Harvey to go. He didn’t want to be here anyway. Jack thinks he misses Tim, but who the hell knows?” I replied. Wes threw up his arms also, not knowing what to say.
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adn as always keep it coming FT, keep it cumming 
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) to try to care to someone as narcissistic and asshole as him. It will take a saint to stand by him and it probably won't be enough 
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