Chapter 530 – Hastings Pays A Visit and the Girls Get Feisty
Jake and Blake dropped off their stuff so they could join Kyle and me at the table for a beer. Kyle gave them both hugs, as they joined us.
“So, anything exciting happen today, Kyle?” Jake asked, as he and Blake sat down. Kyle smiled.
“Well, Hal talked to his contact at the University, and told him we were prepared to resurrect the science building project for them and quite possibly save them some money,” Kyle informed us. “The guy said he thought the University president would be glad to hear that it wasn’t dead and could still be done. He said he needed a couple more days, then he’d approach him with more details. He did say he mentioned it to the president, that the true and lawful owner of the land was willing to work something out with the University, but not if Weinstein and Seward were involved. He said he got an indication from the president that would not be a problem, and in fact, might be preferred also, given the embarrassing ass whopping he got on Saturday morning. That sounded positive to Hal and me, guys. At least we made an inroad, so we’ll see how anxious they are to do something,” Kyle shared.
“Well, things are moving in the right direction at least,” I remarked.
“We’ll see. Still have a long ways to go to make this work, but at least the University is interested in talking, it seems,” Kyle replied. “Hal seemed encouraged. Guys, I can’t tell you how excited Hal is to have a shot at doing this project. He’s like a whole new person again, ready and excited to roll up his sleeves and do something. I can’t remember him being this excited before, but then I never worked that closely with him,” Kyle added.
“Look how Cam has improved since he met us. I think his dad caught some of the excitement also. Kyle, this was meant to be, and it’s going to happen. You needed it, Hal needed it, and Cam needed us. It’s a win-win situation for sure. This will be good for the good guys,” I replied, making Kyle smile.
“You guys are responsible for making it work, Josh. I’d be flat broke and jobless, had it not been for you guys. I’m going to love you for life,” Kyle stated, rather emphatically.
“Makes my dick hard to think about that,” I chided, making him smile. He said he was eager to make it hard and have his way with it, all of us, for that matter. I told him we’d be sure to take him up on it.
“Hey, you were about to tell us something about Duncan before Blake and Jake got back. What were you going to say?” I asked, remembering our brief conversation before our guys got back.
“Oh, yeh. I think I told you before that I had Duncan for a Real Estate class when I was in school. He also worked with my dad on some projects. When Dad needed help, while I was still in school, Duncan said he’d try to find someone to help Dad. Duncan recommended a young guy that he’d worked with somewhere else, saying the guy was really honest, a hard worker and understood apartment building management. We ended up hiring the guy on Duncan’s recommendation. The guy Duncan recommended was Kenny of all people, the guy that really fucked me over. I talked to Duncan after I kicked Kenny out. He said he never saw that coming. I didn’t’ tell him about the sex Kenny and I were having. I did tell him that Kenny and his girlfriend took off and left town, that Kenny played me for a fool. Duncan swears he never saw anything wrong come from Kenny, saying he’d always been honest and forthright with anything he’d been involved with him. Duncan said Kenny was restless moving from job to job, and just needed a permanent place to work to grow and mature. He thought working with my father and me would be the ideal place for him. Duncan said he was totally embarrassed that Kenny did what he did, meaning embezzling all that money and doing drugs and gambling it all away. I swear I didn’t tell him Kenny and I were intimate. I just couldn’t bring myself to share that with him,” Kyle informed us.
“Well, that’s interesting. Makes me wonder about ole Duncan all the more. If I was a conspiracy theorist, it would make sense to think he set Kenny up in your organization to take it over, borrow against it, drive it in the ground so you’d have to lose it to the bank. Then, in comes Weinstein and Seward to the rescue for themselves and the bank, with a possible piece for Duncan,” I surmised. I could see the look of shock on Kyle’s face.
“Josh, do you even think that was possible? Would he be that horrible a person to set me up like that? I can’t imagine anyone being that evil to do something like that. I’d hate to think there was anyone else involved other than Kenny. I always thought it was just Kenny that acted on his own, taking advantage of my grief of losing my father, leaving this huge burden on me, strengthening my dependence on him to help me and love me at the same time, only I was only being used, as there was the girlfriend in the shadows after he got through fucking me. I was such a chump for thinking Kenny actually loved me. He used me terribly. I know that for a fact. But to think Duncan might have somewhat been encouraging Kenny to get close to me to screw up the company then high tail it out of here. I mean I was too embarrassed to make an issue out of what he did, other than to just wash my hands of what happened, and try to make the best of what I had left, which was virtually nothing,” Kyle replied, getting somewhat upset to think maybe there was more than Kenny involved.
“Like I said, it’s pure speculation at this point. Maybe the money just went somewhere else and didn’t evaporate up Kenny’s nose. It would be interesting to get a forensic accountant involved to see just what really did happen, and if any of that money made its way back to Hastings, Weinstein and Seward, with the possibility of Duncan being involved,” I stated. Kyle seemed emotionally upset.
“So, you don’t think it was just that I was gullible enough to let this guy fuck my ass, say he loved me and sleep with me occasionally, gain my trust, and worse, my love, then fuck me even more financially for the gain of some other investors that had a master plan involving my land, but not me?” Kyle asked, almost painfully, thinking he wanted to cry. I gave him a hug.
“Might just be a crazy idea, Kyle, but then again, maybe not. We may never know, but I think I’ll talk to Jordan and Nate about it, and see what they think we might want to do to find out for sure. Kind of makes my blood boil to think you could have been set up to be taken advantage of, in your vulnerable state at the time,” I replied.
“Oh, Josh, I think I feel sick at my stomach,” Kyle said, putting his head down in his hands. I patted him on the back.
“Kyle, none of this could be true. It’s a wild thought, but it could have happened. Whatever happened, the good guys prevailed, and it all worked out to your favor. There will always be those that think they can take advantage of us, because we are different than they are, but we’re going to fight back when that happens. It should never happen, but it does. When it does, we need to make it painful on those that think they can fuck us over because we’re different than they are,” I remarked, somewhat pissed off at the thought of what we just discussed, could have actually happened. Kyle was still shaking his head in disbelief. “Hey, you’re with us now, and we genuinely love you, buddy. You’re part of our family, and all is well again. You have a whole family of guys to support you in the future. We’ll make sure no one fucks with you like that again. We have lawyers and police friends to make sure we’re treated fairly, not to mention substantial assets to fight back if we need to. I prefer to fuck them, before they know their ass hurts from the fucking they just got, just like what happened to FNB. They got fucked, but haven’t felt it in their ass yet. When they finally wake up, it’s gotta hurt,” I chided. Kyle, Blake and Jake all smiled.
“Don’t you know it,” Kyle said, leaning over to give me a hug. “Okay, I feel much better now, but damn, that would really piss me off if Duncan was somehow involved, and set me and my father up with Kenny, giving Kenny an agenda to work on. I’d want to cut Duncan’s cock off, and shove it up his ass,” Kyle replied. I winced at the thought.
After our beer, we decided to head up to the apartment and order in some food so we could relax a little before a strenuous night of dealing with crazed bitches wanting cock in the worst way. We got comfortable in our skivvies, as Blake ordered in some chicken. I no more than got settled, then got a call from Eric saying there was a Mr. Hastings downstairs wanting to see me in the worst way. I rolled my eyes at the thought he finally woke up and realized we were no longer a customer. I quickly grabbed my jeans and sweater, then headed back downstairs. It was easy to spot Hastings in his suit. He stuck out his hand to shake mine, which I reluctantly shook, not wanting to appear adversarial just yet, wanting to get as much information out of him as I could, to possibly find out more of how all this conspiracy went down.
“To what do I owe this visit after banking hours?” I asked curiously.
“Josh, I talked to your financial people this afternoon about the recent changes in bank balances and your accounts. They suggested I talk to you to see what was going on,” Hastings told me. I told him to step into my office. I shut the door behind us.
“I assume you finally figured out we no longer want anything to do with First National Bank for rather obvious reasons, I would think,” I explained, as we sat down at the conference table.
“Josh, let me assure you what happened this last weekend was a total mistake, a lack of follow through by an officer of the bank that was also handling your accounts. While it was an extremely unfortunate situation, we have relieved the young man of his duties, and are in the process of hiring another individual to handle your account,” Hastings replied. I was getting pissed at this point. I shook my head and chuckled.
“Sounds like it wasn’t just Cliff that was involved, Hastings. Looks to me like the bank failed to do its due diligence and acted on impulse or greed. I don’t like doing business with financial institutions that take advantage of others for the enrichment of banking officials or their board members. That’s what it looks like to me, and I’m pretty sure I’m right about my concerns,” I replied, holding back my need to cuss him out.
“Oh, no, it was nothing like that. We were all trying to help the University satisfy their needs. We knew this property was going to be available, one the University had long looked at, indicating it would work perfectly for their new science building. Believe me when I say, a lot of the work that went into trying to make that happen for the University was pro-bono work. Mr. Weinstein and Seward were donating a lot of their time and resources to help the University as good corporate citizens, utilizing the resources of the bank to help in that effort,” Hastings replied. I shook my head.
“Yeh, it really sounds like that was the case, given they tried to destroy a young man’s life, steal his property, harass and threaten him to give it up, then burn down one of his buildings. Sure sounds like all that was a very worthwhile effort to help everyone,” I stated.
“First of all, Josh, the kid had no money. There was no way he could have paid off the loan. Frankly, I don’t know how in the hell he came up with it to pay off the note. He must have found some idiot to lend him the money, which tells me, it’s only a matter of time before he goes through a second default process all over again, but that’s neither here or there. I can assure you that bank’s and Weinstein’s and Seward’s efforts were all above board and legal, but thwarted by one of our bankers that decided to go rouge and embarrass all of us, which never had to happen,” Hastings assured me, irritating me even more.
“So you consider burning down buildings you don’t own as legal and above board, very professional, because I sure as hell don’t,” I replied. Hastings was getting irritated at this point.
“No, absolutely not, Josh. I have to admit that Weinstein and Seward have a couple of uncontrollable sons that take matters into their own hands unbeknown to their fathers sometimes, and crazy things happen,” Hastings replied. “I can assure you that the two fathers had no idea what the two sons were up to. That was an unfortunate mistake, but the two are finally paying the price for their unscrupulous actions,” Hasting replied, hurriedly. I frowned.
“They’ve known about their sons’ so called unscrupulous actions for years, and seem to always get them off. Why would they believe they’d ever change? Seems as if they had a healthy drug appetite and were involved in drug sales and distributions on top of everything else they’ve done. Nice families you associate yourself and the bank with, Hastings,” I chided, to a very unhappy looking face.
“Okay, so the sons are dirtbags. Weinstein and Seward have been trying to rehabilitate them for years, but the two just don’t get it. What are they to do, Josh? It’s family and they feel a need to try to help them and change them for the better,” Hastings replied.
“Change them, or have them do their bidding? Not sure I quite understand the change efforts, given their history, and their fathers continually trying to bail them out of their misdeeds. Apparently, that doesn’t seem to work,” I replied, trying to point out to him, his arguments for their actions were futile and meaningless.
“Well, it’s extremely unfortunate, but I think the state will take care of reprimanding the boys now, and probably for their own good. Josh, that was horrible what happened, embarrassing to their fathers and to the bank, who have always stood by the community and tried to provide growth and prosperity for our great town and surrounding communities, not to mention our great state university we have here. We sincerely need your support to help us continue to do great work. We have taken stringent steps at the bank to make sure nothing like this ever happens again, but we need you, as our largest client to hang in there with us so we can continue to support our great community while we continue to provide your company with outstanding service,” Hastings offered. I shook my head in disbelief.
“I’m sorry, Hastings, but making Cliff the scapegoat to cover up what you, Weinstein and Seward tried to do with Kyle was about the lowest unprofessional thing anyone could ever do, revealing to our company that we were dealing with extremely unprofessional characters. When that happened, I didn’t see any future in maintaining our relationship with a financial institution that would do something like that,” I replied,
“Josh, listen. Cliff is a wonderful talented young man. He really is. Hell, he was like a son to me. I hated to have to let him go, but he failed to notify the senior staff that a major note had been paid off, which led to the huge embarrassing fiasco that happened. I couldn’t let that go. That was a huge breach of fiscal responsibility. I just had to let him go. My board would have been all over my ass, had I not fired the boy for the huge mistake he made, which resulted in this huge embarrassing situation we’re talking about now,” Hastings replied.
“Well, that’s your story, and you have to live with that, whether it’s true or not. I happen to think it’s all bullshit, but if it makes you feel better, you can go on believing that, but without our account for sure. We hired Cliff to manage our accounts in house, and he’s doing a great job for us. Obviously, he doesn’t have any love for FNB and neither do we, so it’s time we moved on to work with more ethical financial institutions. You bank never even notified us of his termination. You never provided us anyone else to work with. No one at the back seemed to know what was going on or who would work with us. So, apparently, the bank fired us right along with Cliff. We got your message and took action,” I replied.
“Josh, I apologize for not communicating with you. That’s my fault, and I take full responsibility. As you could imagine I’ve been tied up with lawyers answering questions, participating in depositions and fielding an intense grueling from our bank board as to what happened, as well as putting together a plan of action to limit the damage done to the bank and our reputation. To say, I’ve been busy, is an understatement. This was the first chance I had to come and talk to you to explain what happened. I apologize profusely, but I just couldn’t get to you any sooner. I swear that was the case,” Hastings replied. I shook my head again, in disbelief.
“A simple phone call would have sufficed, but that didn’t happen now, did it? No, I think you guys showed your true colors, and it’s time we made a change. Well, we already have. Seems the people at First Central love having a new large customer, especially when it came at the expense of you guys. They’ve bent over backwards to accommodate our needs. They seem like great honest people, the kind we like to do business with,” I assured him.
“Oh, I bet they bent over backwards, Josh. Their president is a known homosexual, who’d bend over for just about anyone,” Hastings replied. “You don’t want to do business with guys like that,” Hastings added. Now I was pissed.
“Just so you know, I don’t care what someone does in their bedroom, as long as they are honest and forthright with us. I happen to be a homosexual myself, and I find Henry to be a man of outstanding character, which I can’t seem to think the same for you, Hastings. Oh, and for the record, the guy you hired one night to piss on you in your basement works for us. So, I think it best we not talk about people’s personal lives with business, as you really don’t want to go there,” I highly suggested. Hastings got red in the face, then stood up.
“I really don’t know what you’re talking about, and don’t want to know, but I think our conversation is over here,” he said, then got up and walked out. I had to smile to myself.
I walked back upstairs and stripped to my briefs to join they guys. Cam was there in his briefs also, looking sexy as hell. He gave me a nice warm hug and a quick kiss on the lips, getting me half excited. I know he kind of surprised Kyle also, with his amorous welcome.
“Well, has he figured out we left the bank finally?” Blake asked. I smiled.
“He has now,” I replied, with a chuckle. They wanted to know details, which I was more than happy to provide. Even Kyle was blown away by my conversation with Hastings. Hastings finally acknowledging our company had switched banks, we headed to the bedroom to change into our short shorts and wifebeaters for Ladies’ Night.
“Your hairy pits look kind of hot there, Cam,” I told him, making him smile.
“What is it about armpits that turns you on?” Cam asked, as if he was really interested in learning more.
“It’s kind of like seeing pubic hair on a guy in a way. Your pits are somewhat concealed, giving us just glimpses of them at times, as if we pulled out the band of your briefs and peered at your pubic hair, I guess you could say. Anyway, it’s sexy to me. The thicker the better,” I told him, as I raised his arm to show off more of his pit hair, making him smile. He raised my arm to take a look at mine also, then Jake’s, then Kyle’s. “Kyle’s turns me on also,” I said as I ran my nose through his pit hair rather seductively.
“Careful, you’re gonna get me hard, if you keep that up,” Kyle chided. I went from his hairy pit to his lips giving him a kiss, making him blush. “Wow, now that I really like,” Kyle said, as he adjusted his junk, as if to indicate he got a rise out of my actions. Cam was focused on everything very intently. Cam raised my arm, then ran his nose through my pit hair, as seductively as I had, then raised up his lips to meet mine, for which I gave him a rather sensuous kiss. His eyes were closed, as he was quickly lost in the moment. He was developing a bulge in his shorts.
“Okay, you guys, before we all get naked and have to fuck, I suggest we get downstairs and help make some money,” Jake suggested. I raised up his arm and got my teeth on his pit hair pulling some out, making him yelp. “Good grief, Josh. Kyle and Cam got kisses from you, and you just ripped out my pit hair,” Jake jokingly complained. I gave him a rather passionate kiss then to calm him down.
Rod, Tyler, Lonnie and Tink were just finishing up eating when we got downstairs. “Where were you guys? We didn’t think you were going to show up. We had to get something to eat already or be late to get dressed for our act,” Rod explained. I smiled and patted him on his ass.
“Don’t get your dick all worked up. I had to meet with the banker this evening which took up a lot of time. We ate something upstairs. I forgot you guys were coming for dinner,” I replied.
“Forgot us already. Gees, Josh. I guess I’m going to have to put out more to get you to remember me,” Rod joked, making me chuckle.
“You’re good, big guy. Just got distracted by an asshole that fired one our guys to cover up his own evil actions. That pissed me off big time. Don’t worry, your ass is cute enough to remember,” I replied, then patted him on his ass again.
“My dick, I’m not worried about, but my ass is a different story. I’d like to keep that virgin if I can,” Rod joked, making us laugh. Tink headed upstairs to change, hoping to run into Dylan, I was sure, but Dylan was already doing his bar back responsibilities, so he wasn’t going to have much luck there. Rod, Tyler and Lonnie headed to the dressing room, saying they’d see us later, but to make sure we put in a good word for them with Mary Ann, Ginny and Sue. I told them I had their asses covered. They gave me a strange look for that comment.
Tink had soon joined Edgar and Jeb, starting to serve tables. He was lucky enough to see Mary Ann, and her crew, come through the door with a wave of women, and escort them to a table close to the stage. Em gave Tink a hug, which wasn’t exactly what he wanted, but he was a good sport about it. Soon he was at the bar picking up their favorite drinks. I reminded him those were compt’d. He said he knew he was to take care of them. I told him he was a good man for sure.
I stopped to talk to Conner and Neal in uniform, asking them if there was anything new going on with Simon and Spence. Conner told me he was happy they were still in jail. The feds were still working on narcotics charges. I asked them if there was any evidence leading the narcotics involvement to their fathers. Conner told me they were still digging there, but if there was, he hadn’t heard yet. I filled Conner and Neal in on my conversation with Hastings, which kind of shocked them that Hastings took this long to reach out to us. Conner said he was surprised the bank didn’t take some kind of formal action against Hastings, Seward and Weinstein. I agreed with him on that. No statement, other than there had been a major misunderstanding, had been issued by anyone involved, surprising us all.
“What did you do to Lucky that made him such a big fan of yours, Josh?” Conner asked me, catching me off guard. I had to stop and think about how to answer that.
“Uh, maybe save his life?” I asked. “I have to admit, it was kind of sexy the way it was done, now that I look back on it. Wouldn’t have minded saving you the same way. Maybe I should show you how we had to do it sometime, just in case you need to know my life saving techniques,” I chided, displaying my quick wit and sarcasm. Conner shook his head.
“Okay, he was very grateful, and expressed his deep appreciation for that ages ago, but now he seems more excited than ever to be close to you and your guys. You didn’t convert him or anything, did you?” Conner asked, suspiciously. I smiled.
“If it were only that easy,” I replied. “Damn, that hot hairy chest, somewhat like yours, Conner, and those nice firm pecs, perky nipples, and yes, he has a nice cock on him for sure, well that would just be wonderful if he joined our ranks. But then, there’s this girl called Barb he’s been dating, he seems rather fond of. I guess I’m on the back burner for a while anyway, but, as in your case, there’s always hope,” I replied, giving Conner shit. He shook his head.
“As long as I’ve known you, I’ve never been able to figure you out, but I love you just the same,” Conner replied.
“You could love me even more, if you’d let yourself,” I offered, making Conner laugh.
”You know I would,” Neal offered, quickly. Conner gave him the look.
“You guys should go to our clothes optional resort with us for Spring Break and run around naked with the rest of us,” I suggested. Neal looked overjoyed. Conner, not so much, as he shook his head.
“Okay, that is like way too much fun for the two of us. I can’t even begin to imagine what that’d be like, nor do I want you to try to explain it to me,” Conner replied, shaking his head in disbelief. “We’re better off not knowing about any of that,” he added, making me smile.
“Okay, but if you two ever want to go for a vacation on your own, you can be our guests in our owners’ suite there anytime you want to go. Our treat,” I told them, getting Neal all excited. Conner said they’d have to think long and hard about that proposal. I told him a week there would definitely keep him long and hard. I got a half smile out of the boy, then took off to see Lucky.
“You doing okay tonight, big guy?” I asked, Lucky. He smiled as he just finished the last age check, the other officer finishing up his also for the last few stragglers that came through the door.
“Doing great, Josh. Good to see you, as always,” he said. “I had a great time on Sunday night. I appreciate you inviting me. You have some great friends and partners in this operation, and one hell of a beautiful home with tons of amenities. That’s one hell of a nice place,” Lucky told me.
“It’s the people that make it great, Lucky. You’re welcome to hang out there anytime with us. We’ll be there every Sunday evening with the exception of Spring Break when we’re all gone south. We’d love to have you hang with us anytime. Just think, this summer we’ll be swimming naked in the pool we’re building soon,” I said, somewhat excitedly, catching him off guard.
“Wo, that might be a little too daring for a guy like me,” he replied, somewhat shocked at the invitation.
“Nonsense. We’ll have a lot of straight friends there. This isn’t just a gay thing, you know. You don’t have anything different than the rest of us, except you are pretty hot, I have to say,” I replied, somewhat embarrassing him just a little anyway. He smiled.
“About that. I really need to talk to you more about my feelings in that area. Do you suppose we could get together again sometime soon, as I have a lot of questions I’ve been asking myself lately, and I don’t have the answers. I figured you could be a great help,” he told me. I patted him on the back.
“Always glad to help, Lucky. You’re a great friend now, and I appreciate you more than you know. I’d love to answer your questions, and even show you more things, that is, if you’re interested,” I replied. He smiled.
“I think there’s a lot more I need to know to really figure out just who I am. You’ve awakened some different feelings I’ve never felt before, and it bothers me to the point I need to know more about what it means,” Lucky explained. I smiled.
“Nothing we can’t figure out together. Besides, you have a large group of guys for support regardless what you determine. We’ll love you just as much as a friend either way, Lucky. You have friends that care about you, and are there for you whenever,” I explained. He seemed deeply moved by what I told him.
“I, I just, well, I just don’t know what’s bugging me, but I need to talk to you more about it. I feel lost at the moment. I bury myself in my job so I don’t have to think about it, but then when I’m by myself, it drives me bonkers at times,” he went on to explain. Again, I put my hand on his shoulder, and reminded him he had close friends that would help him any way we could. “Thanks, Josh. That means a lot to me. I’ve only known you for a few weeks, and I feel like you’re almost my best friend, and have been for years,” he replied.
“I can understand that, as what we’ve done together, I know you’ve never done with any of your other friends for sure,” I somewhat chided.
“Oh, you can say that again. But, in a way, it was very special and meaningful, something I’ve never felt before. I just need to know if it’s real or just my curiosity,” he explained. I smiled.
“Well, we’ll just have to find out, but I’ll help you with anything you want to know,” I assured him. He thanked me over and over again, saying my friendship was very special to him. He wanted me to know that for sure. I told him I felt that already, making him smile.
I had to leave him to join the guys behind the bar to catch up with the mad rush for drinks before the shows. Mary Ann grabbed me, as I was passing her table. “Hey you don’t get to run by us without saying hello,” Em told me, making me smile. She jumped up and hugged me, getting a handful of my ass when she did. I could tell she’d been drinking already.
“Well, that felt interesting,” I chided, acknowledging her grope of my ass. She giggled.
“Sorry, Josh. Just couldn’t help myself. You are so fucking sexy and beautiful,” she replied, then gasp that she said that. I smiled.
“I know what you’re saying, so no apologies needed. We’re all friends here, so relax,” I replied, putting her mind somewhat at ease. “You girls being taken care of tonight?” I asked, not realizing how that might sound to them.
“We could be better taken care of if you were only straight,” Em jested, making me laugh.
“Well, that’s never going to happen. Sorry ladies, but that guy with the big pecs and that ‘to die for looks’ behind the bar is all I need to be happy, so you’re kind of out of luck. But, I will say, there are three guys that are dancing for you tonight that would love to shower you ladies with some intimate love should you be inclined to accept their heartfelt attention,” I chided. Sue and Ginny sighed, saying Lonnie and Tyler were the best.
“I have to say that Rod is growing on me. Probably faster than he realizes since I kicked Russel to the couch. That fucking asshole is screwing other girls anyway. He just needs to go. I need a real man in my life. Maybe Rod’s worth a shot until I have to kick him to the curb,” Em replied.
“Now, Mary Ann, Rod is a decent well-meaning guy that adores you. He’ll treat you like a queen, given the chance,” I assured her, making her smile at the thought. “He really thinks you’re the greatest. He can’t understand why Russel could ever stray from you, as in his mind, you’re the perfect partner, the one hardest to ever find,” I replied, laying it on. She smiled even more. “He’s a real sweetheart of a guy and would love to treat you like a queen. You need to give him a chance. Hey, if nothing else, to make Russel jealous, and sit up and take notice that he’s screwing up the relationship of a lifetime, in Rod’s mind, anyway,” I told her.
“Wow, you really are a great wingman,” Em replied, making me smile. “How about you spend the night with me sometime, and we’ll talk about me and Rod?” Em suggested. I smiled.
“I’m a wingman, not a woman stealer. Besides, I wouldn’t be any fun for you at all. I can assure you of that,” I replied.
“Honey, just holding you naked up against me, would give me the largest orgasm I’ve ever had. I’m almost sure of it,” she replied, making Ginny and Sue gasp. I thought I was going to crack up. I shook my head.
“Woman, you need Rod, as I’m sure he’d show you moves, I’ll never know. I appreciate you as a dear friend, and always will, but Rod could seriously love you and would give anything for a chance to show you he could. I mean you are his absolute idol he can’t stop talking about. Give him a chance, Em. It would mean everything to him. Just don’t hurt him, as he’s very emotional when it comes to you. He’s got a serious crush on you, and it kills him to see Russel mistreat you like he has,” I explained. I think Em was stunned at what I had to say. I was somewhat shocked I said what I said, but it was from the heart. I cared about both of them, and couldn’t see why they shouldn’t be together. I got to thinking they needed to stop all this screwing around and get serious about one another.
“Maybe you’re right, Josh. You know how much I care about you, so I know you wouldn’t lie to me. I guess there’s more to Rod than I realized, or maybe wanted to believe. Russel was convenient, I guess. But, he’s no saint, and he’s definitely a cheater. I guess I need to check Rod out a little closer, and see what he’s made of,” Em replied. I smiled and gave him another hug, which got my ass groped one more time.
“Okay, enough with groping my ass. I hope it made you feel good, as it didn’t do anything for me. Grope Rod’s ass, or hell his dick and balls for all I care. Get your dollars out, and go have some fun when he’s on stage. Just don’t get him too excited, causing me to lose my liquor license,” I warned. All three of the girls cracked up, like what I suggested sounded like fun to them. I finally waved them off, telling them I had work to do, and couldn’t hang around them to get molested all night. They laughed, but I did take off.
“Where have you been?” Jake asked me, as I hurled myself over the bar to safety from other women wanting a piece of me, in all the wrong places. I gave Jake a quick bro hug, happy to be back on his side of the bar and away from pawing women.
“Those women are ruthless tonight, I’m telling you. I swear they’re all in heat. Mary Ann practically molested me. I told her to go molest Rod, someone that really cared, not me, someone that could care less,” I told Jake, who laughed.
“She loves you, Josh. Don’t kid yourself. You are the perfect man for her, and she knows it. The sad thing is, she can’t have you which drives her crazy. Plus, she’d have to fight me off to get you,” Jake chided. I told him thank goodness for that. I was grateful he wouldn’t give me up without a fight at least. Even Blake, Kyle and Terry laughed about that. Cam wasn’t so sure what we were talking about.
We were busier than hell getting drinks out and beer drawn, a typical Ladies’ Night. Cam was really putting out the beer. I noticed Tim working down beside Blake, but not saying a word to any of us. Still, he was doing his job, as usual. I caught Blake, asking him if Tim said anything to him this evening. He said Tim was cordial, but not overly friendly like he used to be. Blake said he could tell something was on his mind. Blake said he asked him if everything was okay, and Tim just sluffed off the question, kind of grunted and kept on working. We both agreed something must be bothering him to react to Blake that way.
The show finally started, which created a decibel level almost requiring earplugs. The women went crazy screaming out to get the attention of the dancers, aching to fulfill their fantasies. I swear we could have started a used clothes store with all the bras and panties that got thrown at the dancers. We completely filled up a large trash bag of unmentionables at the end of each Ladies’ Night. If the women only knew they were throwing good underwear away at guys that mostly could care less, they might have thought twice about discarding their lingerie, but knowing most of the guys were gay would kill the mystique of a fantasy, a rendezvous with a hot dick up their snatch. I could only imagine how many wet panties there were in the group, as the guys danced and were pawed at by horned up sex crazed females. I was particularly interested in seeing Harvey dance, as he practically wiped several of his fans faces with his thong constrained cock that seemed to have some life in it, as he flaunted his junk to any woman that wanted an ‘up close and personal’ look at what he had hanging between his legs. I looked down towards Tim to see his reaction as Harvey put it all out there. I had never seen him dance quite like that before. If only he’d have done that on Gay Night, he could have made a ton of tips. Tim seemed to be transfixed on what was happening. He didn’t seem happy at all, but was mesmerized by Harvey’s glistening hard body and that nice bulge he had constrained by only a thin piece of very revealing cloth between his raging boner and his horny fans’ faces. He was making a ton of tips, as he put it all out there like a boy smelling the scent of females in heat, needing desperately to breed. I looked down again at Tim, who looked to be engrossed in Harvey’s actions, appearing just as aroused as Harvey’s audience. Wes was getting about the same treatment from the women, getting pawed at and having his junk groped, but Harvey was the main focus. Leo was keeping his distance, trying to keep from exposing himself with his added enhancement. I had to admit, it was one hell of a performance by Harvey for once. Either he was really horny for a woman, or he finally found his entertainment niche. I had to believe he was horny. I also had to believe there was something going on in Tim’s mind regarding Harvey, which made me even more concerned.
I was a little concerned about Kevin and Calvin, whether or not they could appeal to our female audience with all that physical contact between the two. While that worked great on Gay Night, I wasn’t so sure about Ladies’ Night. I was pleasantly surprised to see the ladies choose sides and support their guy, even betting on the outcome of the wrestling match. It was quite an act making the women crazy. At one point Kevin’s left nut escaped his jock, but he quickly recovered. That wardrobe malfunction earned more dollars in tips, giving him an advantage over Calvin, not that it mattered any.
Rod, Tyler and Lonnie were finally on stage, and gradually took everything off down to their thongs. Mary Ann, Ginny and Sue were right up against the stage. Rod was a little apprehensive about getting too close to Mary Ann, although he swiveled his hips, as he spread his legs, gyrating his junk in front of the ladies. Some girl was trying to get closer to get her face in his crotch, but Mary Ann kept her from getting there, reaching up and running her hand over Rod’s thong clad junk and putting a dollar bill down the front of his thong string. I thought Rod was going to jump into her arms, he was so excited. He was so excited at the attention Mary Ann was giving him, his dick started to get excited also. He had to back up finally, just to keep from exposing himself, although dollars flew for all three. Sue was generously teasing Tyler also, and Ginny was practically molesting Lonnie. At one point, I was sure she got a finger up his asshole, as he jumped up quickly from a squatting position, as if he’d just been violated. I thought it was rather comical, although envisioning something like a dick up his ass, thinking that would be more pleasureful, instead of a woman’s finger. Straight guys just didn’t know what they were missing. That, I was sure of.
In the heat of the performance, as all eyes were glued on our performers, I felt someone brush up against my ass, then some lips on my right ear. It was Cam. “Josh, will you and Jake fuck me tonight? Please, I need you guys badly,” he whispered in my ear, as I felt his hand run across my crotch and feel my junk. Luckily, he was careful to conceal his actions, but I certainly got the point. I looked at him and smiled.
“I think someone’s horny,” I whispered back to a smile. “Come up with us after this is all over, and we’ll see if we can make that happen,” I whispered back, then kissed his ear. I felt his crotch, getting a handful of hard cock. Our newbie was definitely horny. There was no doubt about any of that. I patted his hot ass behind the bar, as he stepped back in place. Terry leaned over to tell me he thought Cam had a boner going on. I smiled at Terry, telling him I believed he was right. Terry chuckled, excited to see Cam coming around finally.
We got slammed with drink orders between shows. It was balls to the wall to get all our thirsty patrons their drinks. I saw Dylan hastily kicking kegs and replacing them. He was assholes and elbows trying to keep us from running out of our most popular beers. His skinny ass was moving, to say the least. Still, he was keeping up tending to the kegs and filling the chillers with glasses. I told him he was a real trooper. He said I could reward him sometime by gracing his ass with my cock. I had to laugh, but I knew he was serious. What a sweet ass that was too.
I swear the second show was just as hot as the first. Harvey really outdid himself, flaunting his junk in so many woman’s faces, getting his crotch fondled by many women, seemingly eating it all up. I looked down at Tim who seemed irritated by the sight. I was really starting to worry about him. Something had to give and soon, I thought to myself. When Rod, Tyler and Lonnie performed the second time, Mary Ann, Ginny and Sue were right up front again, getting some good feels in also. Rod was almost in shock, having Mary Ann run her hands over his junk, giving him another boner, for the second time tonight. I wasn’t sure what she was up to. I was a little concerned she was a little tipsy and just having fun, with Rod reading it as she was in love with him. That would not end well if she was just teasing him. I hoped with all my heart that wasn’t the case. Jack and Marty were even having fun, Jack flashing his orange pubes at the girls, making them Oooo and Ahhhh, giving up his thinly thong clad package to the gropes of many, seemingly enjoying it, as it appeared anyway. Although, most of us knew better. He was straight for pay tonight, as there was no way he liked pussy. He’d made that clear many times in the past. Even Ross, Wally, Phil and the other guys on the football team were having a good time. I wasn’t sure what was in the air tonight, but being as this was the last Ladies’ Night until after Spring Break, since we had midterms next week, I guess the girls wanted to get as much fun in as they could, given they were going to have to live without these cocks and balls for a couple of weeks at least.
The show finally ended, and we gradually moved to a calmer state. The bar started to clear out gradually. Eventually, the guys made their way out of the dressing room for a beer before heading out. Harvey was one of the first, latching on to a couple of women who had been waiting for him. He didn’t even stop for a beer, but addressed Tim sternly. “I’m not coming back tonight Tim. Live with it, if you know what’s good for you,” he somewhat shouted at Tim. Tim pretended to smile, but I could tell he was pissed. He quickly cleaned up his area at the bar, grabbed his coat and proceeded to leave. I had to say something.
“Tim, are you okay?” I asked. He gave me a glaring look.
“Leave me alone. I just want to be left alone,” he said, then took off. Blake shook his head, as if to say, something horrible was wrong. Wes and Leo came out and joined us. Leo took off to find Allen and OBB, his favorite dicks for taking care of his sweet skinny ass. Wes looked disturbed, but before I could talk to him to see if he had a clue as to what was going on with Tim and Harvey, Mary Ann came up and hugged me, once again squeezing my buns in the process.
“Hey, you, you’re supposed to do that to the dancers, not the bar keeps,” I chided, before she gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Someone’s horny or drunk, I think.”
“Oh, she’s horny alright,” Ginny chimed in. “I think her pussy is wet too,” she added, somewhat shocking me.
“Ginny, close that dirty mouth of yours. You need to use that to give Lonnie a blow job later anyway,” Mary Ann said, then put her hand over her mouth, as if she shocked herself by what she said.
“You guys have potty mouths tonight. Too much to drink for sure,” Sue added. Mary Ann and Ginny put a finger to their lips, as if to shush Sue. Sue shook her head at them. “Josh, just ignore their rudeness. They both kind of overdid the drinking tonight. I guess I’m the designated driver, although we walked over tonight. But someone has to keep them out of the gutter on the way home,” Sue added. I laughed, as Mary Ann whispered in my ear, still holding onto me.
“Josh, could you just fuck me one time? Please? I’d give anything to have you fuck me just one time,” she asked, startling me. I had a shocked look on my face.
“NO! No way, Em. We’re friends and I want it to stay that way,” I replied somewhat shocked.
“Did she just ask you to fuck her, Josh?” Sue asked. I looked at Sue with wide eyes, still not believing what I just heard. “Yep, thought she did. She kept asking us all night what we thought she should do to get you to fuck her. Didn’t think she had it in her to ask you, but I guess a little liquor kind of drives out most of her inhibitions. Wow, Em, that was brazen to say the least. Sorry for that, Josh. You didn’t deserve that,” Sue added, being the sensible one.
“I think Rod, Tyler and Lonnie need to walk you girls home tonight. I don’t think you should go home on your own,” I told them, hoping if they were horny, they’d finally take it out on Rod, Tyler and Lonnie.
“Sounds like the perfect idea to me,” Ginny said. “I’d love to suck that big cock of Lonnie’s,” she added. Blake, Terry, Cam, Jake and Kyle were almost shocked out of their minds by the conversation we were having. Mary Ann actually groped Kyle, making him jump.
“Is it true you’re hung like a horse, as I could sure use a big one tonight if Josh isn’t going to put out?” she asked Kyle, who was totally shocked having been groped and misrepresented in the penis department.
“Em, calm down. He’s gay like the rest of us, and I’m not telling how nice he’s hung,” I chided.
“Damn, all you guys are hot as hell, and none of you like pussy?” Em asked, somewhat exasperated. “How about you?” she asked Cam, of all people.
“Don’t look at me. I don’t want any part of this conversation. I’m just a bartender,” Cam quickly said.
“Damn, and I thought for a minute you looked promising. Shit!” she said, realizing she struck out all around. “What about this guy?” she asked, looking at Terry. Terry backed up. “Fuck, another one? How do you guys get so beautiful and masculine, then just take care of each other and not us ladies. If you all act that way, there won’t be any future generations. Come on, guys. You need to be able to breed us ladies,” she whined. We all burst out laughing. Em ran her hands over Terry’s hard pecs through the large arm openings in his wifebeater. Terry giggled, then she twisted a nipple causing him to jump back. Mary Ann threw up her hands, showing her exasperation. We all laughed again. Finally, Rod, Tyler and Lonnie appeared.
“Girls, we finally have dicks. At least I think we do,” Ginny said, thankful three straight guys showed up as potential pleasure. Ginny ran to Lonnie and practically molested him in front of us. Mary Ann actually gave Rod a hug and held onto him. Rod looked totally excited. Sue went and hugged Tyler, pleasing Tyler to no end.
“Damn, Josh, what did you put in these girls’ drinks tonight, some kind of Spanish Fly?” Rod asked, jokingly.
“I did nothing. I think they just drank a little too much if you ask me. You guys are going to have to make sure these lovely ladies get home safely,” I said, then winked at Rod, whose face lit up.
“I swear, we thought they were going to rape us on stage tonight. They were all over our stuff,” Rod informed us all.
“Hey, we just wanted to know you were straight and enjoyed it. Rod, I think I got you excited tonight,” Em told him, still hugging him from the side. Rod was eating up her attention like crazy.
“Mary Ann, you always get me excited. That’s nothing new,” Rod replied, making her hug him even harder.
“How about you take us home, and we see if we can get you excited again,” Em suggested. I thought Rod was going to explode with excitement.
“I’m all for that,” Lonnie said, excitedly.
“Me too,” Rod added. Tyler and Sue were more reserved, but seemed happy. “Josh, my friend, we’ll collect our beers another time, but these ladies need our services for the moment, and we need to make sure they’re taken care of. See you, buddy,” Rod stated, then the six of them took off, arm in arm. The rest of us laughed, but bet our three buddies were going to get laid tonight regardless. We were happy for them.
“Never could understand the fairer sex. Seem like too much drama and extremely high maintenance to me. Plus, I’ve never seen a person bleed as much as they do and not die. Messy creatures if you ask me,” Terry chided. We all laughed, but believed he was right. Blake told us, while he thought at the time women were a hassle, you just had to put up with them to get what you wanted. He said, once he came over to our side, he was so relieved not having to deal with them anymore, plus the sex was way better than it ever was with them. We all patted him on the back, and told him we were proud of him for finally understanding what we all knew.
“Careful now,” Wes chimed in. “I think I’m stuck somewhere in the middle there, but I get what you say about women being high maintenance and a hassle. I’d much rather hang with you guys than to have to date them, at the moment anyway. We’ll see if that holds up over time,” Wes offered, making us chuckle.
“Wes, we love you too. Just tell us if you want us to love you anymore, and in different ways, than we do now,” I offered, winking at him. He chuckled.
“I’m good for now, but then you never know,” he chided.
“So what the hell is up with Harvey, or do you have any clue at all?” I asked, changing the subject, but Tim was still heavily on my mind. Wes shook his head.
“Harvey was all upset tonight, Josh. He said he was going to fuck his dick off tonight with any slut that’d have him. He worked hard out there to excite any woman he thought he could breed tonight. Hell, he ended up with two of them, so who knows. He may never come back,” Wes joked, but with a tinge of seriousness.
“So, what’s Tim’s problem then? He’s getting stranger by the day,” I replied. Wes through up his hands.
“I have no idea. Harvey would only say he can’t take anymore of Tim and something had to give. He wants a meeting with you and me tomorrow evening to lay out his demands, as he said the shit is going to hit the fan, if you and I don’t do something about Tim. He seemed very emphatic we had to do something,” Wes stated.
“Do what? If they aren’t getting along, then Tim should come back here and Harvey should stay to himself. Why would Tim even want to be around him if the two can’t get along? From what Tim said, they were getting along fine and Harvey was really improving. So what changed?” I asked rhetorically. Wes shook his head.
“I don’t know, but do either one of them seem happy to you, because they never have to me, even though Harvey tries to put on a good face. Something is wrong. According to Harvey, something is very wrong, and he’s fed up with it. He said if we didn’t do something about it, he was going to Taylor and get everyone in trouble. I don’t know what that means, as Taylor is no fan of Harvey’s, but he seemed to think Tim stepped over the line and has the most to lose, for whatever reason,” Wes replied, making my head spin even more.
“Good grief. How did we ever have to deal with an asshole like Harvey? I know he’s a frat brother, but he was never like a brother to any of us. Not sure who sponsored him for the frat to begin with. He should never have been allowed to pledge. Now, we have to live with his shit, and I’m sure that’s what it is, just shit. Poor Tim, but then he asked for it. I guess no good deed goes unpunished. I think that’s the general rule. Seems like it in this case,” I replied.
“I’m not so sure that’s the case, Josh. I guess we’ll hear him out tomorrow, and find out just what is the case,” Wes replied. I was even more confused now.
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could it be that Blake and Will are going to be an item? it could be hard because of the distance, but who knows what Ft has planned for them. And for Josh to propose to Will to try distracting Stoney's ghost by getting naked and leading him to the safe's combination 
could it work? who knows, but it's worth a try 
so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming 
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), the final cliffhanger may finally tell us what the heck is going on between Harvey and Tim, and it definitely doesn't sound good. Can't wait 
. Apologies not commenting on the last chapter i had family and work being done on my house this weekend which was full on. 
, as always thanks FT 
, looking forward to the next chapter and the outcome of Tim and Harvey! Looking forward to everyone else's comments as always.
