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The Coming of Josh

Chapter 238 – Emergency Trip to See Gramps

Eric settled in rather quickly helping out the guys with the manual labor going on downstairs which we pre-planned. Later in the week, we’d have him starting to interview personnel. We were less than a month away from opening. There was still considerable work to be done on the bar, such as stage and dancefloor lighting, the disc jockey sound system, kitchen equipment tested, replacement, installation of new equipment, menu selection, bar furniture to be put together and installed, penis pumps to be installed in the rest rooms, finishing out the dressing room, décor for the walls and a host of other incidentals that we were compiling to have taken care of for the opening. Not to mention interviewing and hiring dancers. We came to the conclusion that we would not open the bar until the third week of school, in order to take advantage of the returning students for possible wait staff and dancers, if that were possible.

We were scrambling making lists and attacking our priorities on Monday morning when I got a call from Zach. “Hey, buddy. You know I miss you. Not that long until you’re here with us finally. Can’t wait,” I told him answering my cell.

“Can’t wait either, Josh. Hey, I hate to bother you and your mom didn’t want me to, but I need to tell you that Gramps is not doing well at all. I kind of think if you need to come home soon to see him. I don’t know how much longer he’ll be with us,” Zach said rather urgently.

“Darn, Zach. How bad is he?” I asked concerned.

“He’s really gone downhill, Josh. Half the time he thinks I’m you, but then other times he calls me Zach, so he hasn’t lost it totally. He needs help getting out of bed and getting dressed, even going to the bathroom. We have to help him with that now. He’s very weak, Josh. He will watch a little TV, but mostly nods in and out of sleep. He’s kind of unsettled at night also, according to your folks. I don’t know, but I’d say he’s barely hanging on, Josh. I know how much you love him, and, trust me, he does love you. He’s always talking about you and how proud he is of you. Then ten minutes later he’ll call me Josh. I know he knows the difference, but I just humor him. Anyway, it’s just my opinion, but I think you need to come home soon and, in essence, say your goodbyes,” he said getting a little choked up as he said it.

“Oh, Zach. Absolutely. I’ll try to get there as soon as I can. If it does any good, tell him I’m coming home just to see him. That might give him something to look forward to. I’ll let you know when I can make plans to be there, but if not today, then tomorrow for sure,” I promised.

“I’ll tell Gramps you’re coming. He talks about Jake also. It might be good if Jake came with you too. I think he secretly knows you two are a couple, and he seems very content with that, just saying,” Zach told me. I had to smile.

“I think he does too, Zach. I know he loves you also. We make a great threesome, in more ways than one,” I said with a little chuckle. Zach chuckled also.

“I know I’ll be happy to see the two of you, maybe more so than Gramps, but he’s the main reason you need to get here soon. Let me know and I’ll tell your folks you’re coming,” Zach said. I told him I loved him and he said the same to me, then I went to find Jake to tell him we needed to head home.

Before I got to Jake, Greer called and told me he and Jordan were putting the finishing touches on the Ft. Lauderdale deal and I should make plans for Jordan and I to go down and execute the purchase in accordance with the purchase agreement. I told him I couldn’t go right away as my Gramps was not doing well, and I was told I needed to get home if I wanted to see him before something might happen. Greer was devastated to hear that. He asked me when I was leaving. I told him as soon as possible. Then he asked how long a drive it was. I told him about 5 hours to get there. He told me not to leave until he called me back, which would be less than a half-hour. I told him it would take me longer than that to square things up here to go. He laughed, but told me he’d get right back to me. Then he told me he loved me and hoped everything would work out okay.

I found Jake and told him about the situation. Jake grabbed me and hugged me. “Let’s go,” he said with a sense of urgency. “Grab some underwear and lets head out.”

“Greer told me not to leave until he got back to me. Not sure why, but he was rather emphatic about it. He said he’d be less than half an hour,” I told Jake. Jake suggested we get packed, not that we needed that much. I stopped in the office to tell Thad, Jake and I were heading out to my home as my Gramps wasn’t doing well. I wasn’t sure when I’d be back. Thad jumped up and hugged me tightly, telling me how sorry he was and he hoped things would be okay once I got there. He said not to worry about anything here as they had this and could take care of things while I was gone. I told him that was the least of my worries right now. He patted me on the back to console me, as he hugged me. Then he kissed me on the lips.

“I love you, Josh. You know that. We all love you, and we’d do anything for you and your family so call us if you need anything,” he told me sincerely. I hugged him one more time and told him I would, and that I loved him also and was proud of him. I swear he had tears in his eyes.

I met Jake upstairs. We threw some things in a duffle bag, and were just about ready to head out when Greer called back. “You’re in luck, Josh. I got hold of our aviation department and they don’t have a charter for a couple of days. Tom is bringing the Cessna 310, the piston twin over to Uni to pick you up and fly you back home. He says it will take an hour to get to you and then about an hour and a half to get you home. The plane travels over 300 mph so it might not take that long to get to you, but he said to plan on those times. He’ll fly back to the City tonight and then pick you up when you’re ready to return. Nothing like having your own aviation department when you need it. Tom says the weather’s great and it’s a great day to go flying so he’s on his way as we speak. Just meet him at the Uni airport and he’ll take it from there,” Greer instructed.

“I can’t thank you enough, Greer. That’s fabulous. We’ll be there in no time at all. There’s a little airport outside of town. I guess Tom can land there in the 310,” I told Greer.

“Tom already checked it out. He’s says there’s plenty of runway to get the 310 in and out. He said he could get the King Air in there if he had to, but that would require two pilots and the 310 only needs one. He said James can take a small charter with one of the other guys that’s off duty in the King Air so he can take you. He said he’d even do this without being paid just because it was you and Jake,” Greer informed me. I had to think that was awfully nice of him and we hadn’t even been naked together yet. Oh, well.

“Oh, Greer. You know how much I love you, well now I love you even more, buddy,” I assured him. He laughed.

“Love you too, boss,” Greer said chiding me.

“Stoney’s boss, I’m just your partner,” I said, trying to set him straight. He laughed.

“Maybe he’s boss if we can ever find him. I haven’t heard a word from him, the dufus. Sven’s getting a little old. I need some Stoney dick up my ass or yours and Jake’s,” Greer advised.

“Get your ass over here and Jake and I will gladly take care of it. That I can promise you,” I told him.

“How about you get yours and Jake’s ass to the airport as Tom is likely to be there before you do if you don’t get going,” Greer warned.

“Love you, Greer. Bye,” I said and hung up. Jake listened to the conversation. “To the airport,” I told Jake. He was quite amazed, but ready to go.

Jordan called me on the way to the airport and told me how sorry he was to hear about my grandfather. He had talked to Greer, who told him about my emergency trip. I told Jordan I was sorry if this messed up the plans for the closing on the bar and he said not at all, that we just needed to set a date and go do it. He said we definitely had time and he’d work around anything. Then he told me how special I was to him and how much he cared about me for all my help. I told him he was definitely special to me and to the whole company, as far as I was concerned, as well as Greer and Jake. Jordan said I had turned his whole life around, and he couldn’t be happier. He said he was still at the firm, cleaning up his case load and working on our stuff at the same time. I asked him what color of underwear he had on today. He said he needed to look. Then he told me to relax, they were green. I had to laugh and told him I was happy he was happy. He said he couldn’t be happier and sometime when I had a few moments for him, he’d show me how happy. I told him that was a date. He laughed and said he was really looking forward to it. Then he told me to have a safe trip.

I filled Jake in on the conversation since he only heard one side. Jake laughed. “You and I both are going to take care of Jordan the next time, Jake. He needs to know you the way he knows me. Sometime we need to get him together with Greer also. Funny, Greer said he hadn’t heard from Stoney at all, not even any messages telling him to do something. That’s odd. I guess he must be having one hell of a time somewhere. I know he doesn’t want us to call him, but if we haven’t heard from him by the end of this week, I’m going to call him. He needs to communicate with us no matter how great a time he’s having.”

“No doubt he’ll talk to you, Josh. I swear you’re his favorite, even though he sleeps with Greer. Don’t ever tell Greer that,” Jake warned.

“I don’t have to. Greer told me that exact same thing, and I told him he was crazy. Do you really believe that, Jake?” I asked concerned.

“No doubt about it, Josh. You are the one, Babe. But, I truly believe he loves us all, that’s why he’s been so good to all of us,” Jake continued.

Damn, I hate to think what you said is true, because Greer really loves the guy,” I responded.

“Greer loves all of us. Remember, he was really hot on you before he even met Stoney,” Jake reminded me. I just shook my head.

We got to the airport and parked. Walking into the small terminal building there, I asked if anyone had heard from the 310 inbound. They informed me that they wouldn’t hear from them unless they monitored air traffic control, which they didn’t. They only monitored Unicom, the one channel for all small airports for pilots to report entering the landing pattern. Shortly after I asked, we heard a plane enter the landing pattern. The attendant said it looked like a 310 to him so he guessed our plane would soon be on the ground. Jake and I watched as the plane greased onto the runway. It was a perfect landing. Tom brought it in right in front of the small terminal. He opened the door on the passenger side of the plane and came down over the wing, then onto two steps that protruded from the fuselage. He had on shorts and t-shirt. He came right over and gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek. Jake got the same treatment.

“I’d have kissed you on the lips, but we had witnesses in the office watching us there. Didn’t want to get too crazy. Sorry I don’t have on a uniform today, but I was at the hanger polishing up one of the King Airs when Greer called our boss and said to get over here right away. I didn’t have time to run home and change. I knew you wouldn’t mind,” Tom said smiling. “Hop aboard and I’ll get you down state as quick as this baby will get us there,” he said pointing towards the plane.

“You want us in the back or where?” I asked Tom as he got in first.

“I need one of you up here with me and the other behind one of us,” Tom instructed. Jake said he’d get in the middle seats and I could ride co-pilot. Tom helped me get situated and told us to get our seatbelts on. I was staring at all the controls and gages.

“You better not pass out or anything, Tom, as I could never fly this thing,” I told him. Tom laughed.

“We’ll be fine. I’ll let you fly it once we get in the air,” Tom teased.

“I don’t know how to fly. Don’t look at me to get us anywhere. I don’t have a clue,” I assured him.

“Airspeed and attitude, Josh. Keep up your speed high enough to create lift and then you adjust the attitude of the plane to go where you want it to go. It’s easy. I’ll show you. Have you flying this sucker in no time,” he teased. I told him I’d leave that job to him. Tom fired up one engine and then the other. It felt kind of cool sitting up front with all the instruments. Tom put on a headset and turned on two radios. One was set for the Unicom frequency of 122.8 and the other for some air traffic control frequency. He taxied down the taxiway, then before moving to the runway, did what he called a run-up. He held the brakes, ran one engine up at a time, feathered the prop, checked what he called the magnetos, then pulled it back to idle. Then he did the same with the other engine. He looked over and told me it was much different in the Citation than the prop planes. He pulled back on the yoke and then moved it right and left, telling me that was to make sure all the control surfaces worked. He scanned the skies for any inbound traffic. Seeing the coast was clear, he announced we were rolling on runway 32 on the Unicom channel. Jake and I found this all very fascinating. Man, as he firewalled the engines, it threw us back in our seat. It didn’t seem long at all before he pulled back on the yoke and we were airborne. Tom pulled up a lever that had a wheel on it and we felt the gear coming up and being secured, then our speed increased dramatically. He also pulled in the flaps streamlining the aircraft. He made a left turn out of the pattern and then contacted some Center as he called it and told them we were airborne and with them. They gave him compass vectors to his route south and told him to climb to 8,000 feet. I asked him if that was Flight Level 8. He laughed and said technically I was correct, but below 12,000’ they just referred to it as actual feet. He patted me on my bare leg and told me I was doing great.

Once we got up to altitude and he leveled out, he told me to take the yoke. That disturbed me some. He said there was nothing up there to run into so he felt like we were relatively safe. He also said at 8,000’ he had a lot of time to recover before we hit the ground if I got too crazy. He was obviously teasing me, but I was still nervous. Jake stuck his head up between us so he could hear what Tom was telling me. Tom showed me the pedals on the floor and had me put my feet on them. Then he showed me how to make a turn, how to pull back gently to climb and push in on the yoke to descend. I damn near got a boner, it felt great controlling an airplane traveling over 230 miles an hour. Then he punched in the auto pilot and let go of the yoke altogether. He told me the plane would fly the right headings and keep us level at our assigned altitude. I was so impressed at what this baby could do. He said all we had to do next was to descend and land at the destination airport. I just shook my head. I spent the next hour asking him about all the different gauges, the altimeter that showed us how high we were, the airspeed indicator, that showed us how fast we were going only it was in knots and not mph, and the vertical speed indicator that showed how many feet per minute we were ascending or descending. He showed me the three red lights that indicated the three landing gear were not extended. He showed me the fuel gages, the flap indicator and most everything on the dash. Then he gave me a short education on navigation and showed me the heading we were on and the prog chart you use for navigation, mainly just to plot the course as the autopilot did most of the work. I was totally enamored with all of it, and extremely admirable of Tom and his knowledge of flying as a pilot. I patted him on the shoulder and told him how impressed I was with him.

“Josh, you haven’t seen the best parts of me yet, but we’ll get there sometime,” he said, winking at me. That gave me a great big smile. Damn, what was he hiding under those shorts? I began to wonder. I liked that idea though. I was very anxious to get to know Tom and James better.

“I don’t know, I love these hairy legs I’m seeing in these sexy shorts you have on. Glad you didn’t have time to change before you had to leave to pick us up. I can only imagine where they lead to,” I told Tom as I looked at his legs and felt his thighs until they disappeared under his shorts.

“They lead to a place you need to be, Josh. It’s there and waiting for your attention. We need to make that happen and soon,” Tom replied. I felt his crotch, running my hand over his bulge in his shorts. “Now, that’s what I’m talking about. That’s all for you and Jake. Need to make a visit there and soon,” he said. Fuck, he had a boner.

“Damn, Tom, I think someone has a stiffy, if I’m not mistaken,” I told him.

“Oh, there’s no mistaking that at all, Josh. It could use a pair of lips and I have an ass that could use a stiff dick in it also, but that’s for another time. I need to get you where you need to go. That’s the most important thing. That’s not to say you and Jake don’t make me hard, because you do, but we have plenty of time for that. You need to take care of your pressing business first. I do like the feel of your hand on my junk though. Would love your lips better, but we’ll get there,” he said winking at me.

“Fuck, you make me hard, Tom, just thinking about it,” I replied.

“Good, I was hoping that happened. All the more reason to get together,” he said smiling.

Just then Tom got a directive from air traffic control to descend and maintain 3,000’. Tom pulled back on the throttles and dropped the nose and picked up speed going down. He showed me the airspeed as we headed down fast. We were right at the top of the green arc on the airspeed indicator, indicating we were still at a safe airspeed for the airframe, from what he told me. I asked him what happened it we were in the red. He said the wings could come off and we didn’t want to test that. I had to agree with him totally. Once he got to 3,000 feet, he called ATC (air traffic control) and cancelled the flight plan, pointing out the airport in front of us. I knew where the farm was in relationship to the airport and asked him if he could fly over the farm. He smiled and headed in that direction asking me to look out for other aircraft, although he had an iPad screen that supposedly showed him any other air traffic. He slowed the plane up and took us down to around 500 feet above ground level as we passed right over the farm. He put the props out of sync at the time which made a terrible noise. I could see Zach run out the front porch and look up at the sky. Tom went out a ways, turned around and made another pass. He put on some flap to slow us down so we didn’t pass the farm too quickly. Zach waved at us. I had called him from the plane and told him we were going to buzz the farm. He was all excited. Mom and Dad were standing out there with Zach when we made the second pass and waved to us, although they looked awful small down there. Tom sync’d the props again and headed to the airport reporting downwind, base and final for the one small runway we had there. Tom put out full flaps, dropped the gear and did a beautiful greased-on landing. It was such a small airport, we didn’t have a full taxi-way and Tom had to turn around on the runway and taxi back. Tom called it backtracking the active. He got us there and shut down the engines. I leaned over and kissed him sensuously. He seemed to really like that.

We started to get out of the plane. Tom looked at Jake. “What, I don’t get the same kiss from you?” he asked Jake. Jake leaned in and gave him a sensuous kiss also. Tom acted like he was melting from the heat of the kiss. We all had to laugh at him. He was such a character. He got out, and waited with us until Zach showed up.

“How did we end up owning controlling interest in this charter service anyway?” I asked Tom, while we were waiting for Zach to pick us up.

“Well, Jeb and Stoney were somewhat, what you might call intimate friends back in the day. Jeb, the manager, supposed owner, only we know you guys own most of it, was a pilot, a damned good one at that. He wanted to start a charter service, but didn’t have the capital to put it together and buy an airplane. Stoney founded the company and put up the money to buy the first plane. It was an older version of this one, the Cessna 310. I guess those two were a hot number back in the day. Jeb started his charter service and it grew. He eventually bought the first King Air and that made the company grow even more. He had to hire another couple of pilots. Guess he knew a couple of the same persuasion as we all are. That business grew and he added the second King Air, courtesy of Stoney’s money. It continued to grow and then he bought the Citation. That really added some business to the company. Set Stoney back a couple of million for that aircraft, but he liked it just the same. Jeb recruited James and me, kind of met us one time at a gay bath and found out we were pilots. We woke up in his bed a couple of days later and he hired us. Shit we were barely 18 at the time, but we had our FAA Commercial ratings. He said that was good enough. We got type rated in the King Air and then when he bought the Citation we had to go to school to get type rated in the Citation. Shit, Josh, it was the best of both worlds. We were flying charters making money and getting type rated in the larger aircraft getting higher ratings. We almost have enough hours to go to the airlines now, but this company has been so good to us and we’re having so much fun, James and I decided to stick around. Now that you and Jake are involved, we just might want to hang in there to shuttle you guys around, make you some money and have a good time with you guys when we can. We’re willing to hang in there to see how this new chain of command works out. James and I are a couple, make no mistake about that, but we like to have fun with guys like you we can trust. Stoney has been great to us, and let’s not leave out the fact he’s hot and likes to have a good time. He’s somewhat older, but he knows how to use his cock and take care of us younger guys. I guess you know about that also since he cares so much about you and Jake and that Greer guy we’ve never met. James and I want to hang in there to help you guys in any way we can. We’re here for you, bro, but we want to know you intimately to form a bond with your guys, if you know what I mean,” Tom said, giving me the full background.

“Wow, if that isn’t interesting. You guys are great, Tom. Jake and I would like nothing better that to get to really know you and James. You guys could be the future of this whole thing. Jeb and Stoney still get it on?” I asked, not trying to be too personal.

“Only about once a year. I swear, they have an annual meeting of some sort, get drunk and fuck each other and then they’re good for another year. Jeb was one that kind of got a little overweight and let himself go. He drinks a lot also. Don’t get me wrong, he treats us great, and he’s one of the best pilots we’ve ever flown with. I’d trust him in any aircraft even the airlines. He’s that good. But he seems to have lost interest lately. He drinks too much. James and I have tried to turn him around, but he doesn’t seem to want to. He’s the minority shareholder in the company. Stoney put up almost all the money to buy the aircraft, but he gave Jeb an interest for running it. Jeb made Stoney a lot of money, but Stoney mostly gave it back to Jeb, and in turn, Jeb treats James and me well financially. No complaints there at all. Stoney likes us, but then I guess he would, as we’ve taken care of him also, not that it wasn’t a labor of love, because it was. We care about him in the best way, Josh. You do need to know that. We want to care about you and Jake the same way,” Tom professed.

Zach pulled up in his old pickup truck just then. Tom looked him over pretty good from head to toe. “Damn who’s this cutie? If he isn’t one to almost make you cream your shorts,” he asked. I introduced him to Zach and told him he was a special friend of Jake’s and mine. “You have got to bring him along with you sometime. He’s too cute not to learn to love,” Tom stated, smitten by Zach’s cuteness. Tom gave him a hug when they shook hands. Zack smiled all over. I grabbed Zach and hugged the hell out of him, then Jake did the same thing.

“What, I just get a hug? I was hoping for more than that,” Zach said disappointedly.

“You’re going to get my tongue down your throat just as soon as we get out of here, and Jake’s too,” I assured him.

“Oh, wait, I want some of that also,” Tom jumped in. Zach jumped in his arms and kissed him passionately. I thought Tom was going to fall over. “Fuck, I’m taking Zach home with me. Wanna learn how to fly?” Tom asked him. Zach was all smiles. “Shit, I gotta leave before I cum in my shorts. You guys are just too hot,” Tom said, as he fanned himself. We had to laugh. “Give me your phone, Josh. I’ll put my cell in it and you can call me anytime. You don’t have to go through Jeb, just call me. I put James in your phone also in case there’s a chance you can’t reach me. Either one of us will take care of all your needs, and I mean all your needs,” he said, as he gave me a devilish smile. Jake and I both hugged him and kissed him passionately before he got back in the plane and took off. Tom squeezed my ass, as he kissed me goodbye. I couldn’t’ wait for the opportunity to get him naked and really get to know him. The three of us waited for him to take off before we left. Tom waved the wings at us on takeoff.

“Okay, not sure who that was or why he kissed me like he did, but I think I could love him like I love you two, the two greatest loves of my life,” Zach said, as he got the full tongue down the throat kiss, like we promised him.

“Well, we found out we own a charter service and he is one of the main pilots that works for us. There’s so much we have to tell you, Zach. You’re not going to believe half of it, but it’s all true. We have to pinch ourselves once in a while to make sure we’re not dreaming. Scares us and we’re fearless,” I told him. Zach grabbed us both and hugged us tightly.

“I’ve never been so excited in all my life,” Zach said excitedly.

“Why’s that?” I had to ask.

“I’m going to be naked in bed tonight with the two greatest loves of my life. It doesn’t get any better than that,” he said, almost overwhelmed with excitement. Jake and I laughed.

“We got the best of that deal,” we told him. He laughed. We piled into his old pickup truck and headed to the farm. I sat in the middle and laid my hand on his thigh.

“You’re giving me a boner, Josh,” Zach told me. I shook my head.

“I’m just barely touching you,” I replied.

“Just sitting next to me makes me hard, you and Jake both. You guys know how much I love you two and miss you guys. I sleep in your bed every night and wear your clothes. I can’t ever get close enough to you. I’m hopelessly in love with both of you, you know that,” he said sincerely.

“Damn, Zach. We need to get you laid more often,” I told him.

“Only if it’s you two,” Zach insisted.

“What about Erin? He thinks you’re hot as shit. He wants that hot cock of yours in his ass in the worst way,” I told him.

“Oh, well, now that might not be all bad. He’s so fucking cute too. I wish I had more time to get to know him when we were there for the swim meet. That didn’t happen. I’m ready to get up there and be with you guys. I love your mom and dad, Josh. They’ve been like second parents to me, and I love them dearly. They treat me like I was your brother, one of their own. You’re mom just mothers me to no end. I like that and missed not having my own mother around. They’ve just been wonderful. I’m going to miss them going to school, but I miss you guys terribly, and I only have sex when you guys are around. I miss that also,” Zach said disappointedly.

“Beau is here and then there’s his new squeeze, Wendell. Have you hooked up with them?” I asked.

“I’ve seen them around and all. Nice guys, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not interested in sex with anyone but you two. Let’s face it, I’m in love with the two of you and no one else,” Zach said somewhat emotionally.

“Zach, you can love Jake and me as much as you want, but if you need something from someone else, you’re not going to hurt our feelings if you do. We’ll always love you no matter what. You’re family now. Jake and I have adopted you for life, so don’t worry about having to be true to us. You’ll always be unconditionally loved until the day we’re gone from this world. That’s how much we care about you,” I said sincerely. I thought he was going to cry. I kissed him on his cheek.

“I guess I’m just ready for the next step, to get out of Podunk and be with the two of you. I’m so excited about being with you guys in another few weeks.

“Not half as excited as we are to have you with us finally,” I assured him.

“So how is Gramps? Is he really that bad?” I asked, eager to know how my grandfather was and to assess the situation.

“He’s really gone downhill from the last time you saw him, Josh. He loves you too. He really loves you. You are all he talks to me about and how loving and caring you are. He told me he was sure you loved me, and that Jake guy. Then he told me it was okay to love another guy as long as he was as caring a guy like you. He said you were the best kind of guy to love, because you loved back. I don’t know what he knows, but he sure hit the nail on the head. He also told me that he knew you loved Jake and Jake was just the greatest partner you could have picked out to spend the rest of your life with. How does he know all this stuff?” Zach asked me.

“I think he knows more than some of us know sometimes, Zach. He was always intuitive in that way. But he seemed happy that Jake makes me happy and he seems to know he does?” I asked.

“Oh, yeh. He doesn’t say much around your mother or even your dad, but he tells me all this stuff for some reason. Half the time, I think he thinks he’s talking to you, but I just listen and go along with him,” Zach replied. “Do you think he understands about us and the fact we love each other?”

“I think he totally understands, Zach. I think he used to carry a torch for a guy or two at an earlier stage of his life. And, as embarrassing as it might be to say, I think my dad still does for some of my friends’ dads also. To tell you the truth, I think my family has a history of that type of caring and love. They all got married and had offspring, me being one of the offspring and Dad one also, but we’re all kind of cut from the same cloth. The difference is that family lineage ends with my generation as we’re not going to have any offspring. My dad loves my mother, I have no doubts about that. But he still has this need for some male bonding and intimacy. He’s been able to make it work, but I can’t be true to someone I’m not totally mentally and physically in love with. Dad was able to split is affection, but I can’t. I don’t have any proof that he and my friends fathers got it on, but all indications say they did. Even my grandfather thinks they did, if that has any credence. He’s told me that in so many words,” I told him. Jake was taking this all in.

“He kind of told me the same thing, Josh. Your dad is such a loving, caring person also. So’s your mom. I guess that’s why you turned out so special, so loving and caring,” Zach remarked.

“Thanks, buddy. I hope I’ve been,” I told him.

“Oh, there’s no doubt about it. That’s why I love him so much, Zach. I can tell you do also,” Jake piped in.

“Gramps loves you too, Jake. He said you were the perfect partner for Josh. You complement him, to put it in his words. Oh, why does this man have to be so old and looking at his last days? I’m going to miss him terribly, Josh. We have the greatest talks, just him and me. I cherish those times so much. To think they might not last much longer just kills me. I can’t help but love the man,” Zack said breaking down.

“Here, here, Zach. It’s okay. He loves you and he loves Jake and me. That’s all we need to know to go on. You made an old man happy. You were a bright light in an otherwise dark life. You brought him happiness and cheered him up. You did your part. The rest is up to God. I know he’ll take good care of Gramps. Although, Gramps may come back to haunt us from time to time. But, hey, he’s still with us, and we have to hold onto him as long as we can. Just make him smile for the rest of his days and you’ve done all you could do,” I told him side hugging him while he was driving, trying to comfort him.

“I guess you’re right. I’ve just never been that close and loved someone so much that’s dying before. I hope I can take it. I’ll try to be strong. I can if I have to be,” Zach professed. I kissed him on the forehead.

“You are my brother, Zach. Well, more than a brother actually,” I told him. Zach gave me a half smile.

Mom and Dad hugged me and kissed me when we finally got to the farm. Jake got hugs also from the two of them. They told Jake they were so happy he came with me as they knew how close a friend he was. I wasn’t sure if they really knew the extent to what Jake meant to me, but I settled for face value of what was said.

“We saw you fly over the farm when you got here, Josh. How did you manage to get an airplane to bring you home?” Mom asked curiously.

“It’s a long story and I’ll explain it to you sometime, but first, how’s Gramps?” I asked.

“Not good, Josh. He’s just in and out of it these days. I don’t know, but Dad and I have the feeling he’s on his last days and just barely hanging on. He misses you, though. I didn’t want to bother you, knowing how busy you were with your new business and all, but Zach thought it was important that you see your grandad since he didn’t think he was all that well. You know Gramps, though. He comes and goes and surprises us all,” Mom said trying to lighten up the description of what was going on.

We all went inside. Gramps was sitting in the recliner with a blanket over him and snoozing away. I touched his arm and he woke up and saw me.

“Josh, is that really you?” he asked almost crying. I bent over and kissed him on the lips and gave him a great big hug. He held me tight, whimpering he was so happy to see me.

“Why aren’t you giving Mom grief like you always did. We need you back in action, Gramps. Dad’s lost without you telling him how to farm. Mom’s lost without you teasing her like you do. Hell, even Zach says you’ve lightened up on him. What’s the deal? I had to come all the way home just to straighten you out, Gramps. What do you have to say about that?” I asked, trying to jump start him.

“Oh, your dad never listened to me anyway. Your mom gets pissed off at me if I tease her and threatens to send me back to Florida to your aunt’s, God forbid, and Zach never did a bad thing in his life. He’s an angel, just like you always were. I don’t have much fight left in me. Even the dog wants to abandon me these days,” he said, but my precious dog was laying at his feet after he practically attacked me he was so excited to see me.

“I don’t know, Gramps. You need to get your spunk back. I still need straightening out, you know. These kids go off to college and think they can solve the world’s problems and then find out they can’t. It’s the mentors like you that straighten us out, you know. You straightened out Dad and now you need to fix me,” I chided.

“I never straightened out anyone, especially you and your dad, nor do I want to. You guys are perfect just the way you are. It’s me that needs straightening out, and I think you all gave up on me a long time ago,” he said teasing. I hugged him again. “You come all the way home just to bug me?” he asked. I laughed.

“Yep, sure did. Zach said you needed me to bug you a little. Said you weren’t as chipper as you used to be,” I told him.

“Hell, I can’t keep up with Zach. He’s just like you, Josh. Just another Josh. I tell him that all the time. He’s been a big help to your dad. Hell, he could run this farm all by himself. I swear you brought us another you when you left him with us. Your mom and dad, hell all three of us love him to death. He deserved a better life than what he’s had. He seems happy with all of us. I hope he is anyway,” Gramps said still being very coherent.

“Love you and the whole family, Gramps,” Zach told him. Gramps motioned for him to come to him and he hugged Zach. Then he saw Jake.

“Jake, you taking good care of my grandson?” Gramps asked him.

“I try to, Gramps,” Jake told him. Gramps motioned for Jake to come to him and he hugged Jake and kissed him on his cheek.

“Josh you love Jake and Zach?” he asked me. I was as truthful as I could be.

“I do, Gramps, very much,” I told him honestly in front of my parents.

“You’re surrounded by love. I can see it all over you and the ones you love. You’re gong to be loved for the rest of your life. Trust an old man with one foot in the grave when I tell you that,” Gramps said sincerely.

“Gramps, you have a long time ahead of you. You’re not done harassing mom and counseling dad and giving me sound advice, and someone has to keep Zach on the straight and narrow. We’re depending on you for all that,” I reminded him.

“Rubbish. You’re the one to take care of the family now, Josh. Your mom and dad need you. God knows I’ve done all I can do, and my time is short. That I do know. I give you my role in watching after the family, and the ones you love like Zach and Jake. Always remember to take care of the ones you love. If I leave you with any legacy, that would be it. Take care and love those that you love. Now someone has to take me to the shitter as I have to shit. Let’s be quick about it too as I don’t have much time,” Gramps said, cracking us up. Dad helped him out of the recliner and got his walker for him to help him to the bathroom.

“He’s not well at all, Josh. I really hoped you wouldn’t have to see him like this, but Zach insisted you’d be disappointed if something happened and you didn’t get to see him again. I guess I understand. I know how much your grandfather means to you,” Mom told me. I went and hugged her.

“All of you mean so much to me, Mom. You truly do. I’m always going to be here for you and take care of you the best I can. That I promise to all of you,” I assured her.

“I know you will, dear. Come have some pie. I baked a couple of peach pies today when Zach told me you were coming. I didn’t know you were going to fly in though. I barely got them out of the oven when you got here. Come Zach, Jake, eat some pie,” Mom urged.

“Mom only knows how to feed all of us, guys. She can’t help it, but she’s a darn good cook and her pies are to die for,” I told them as we gathered around the kitchen table for ice tea and pie. Dad came back and said Gramps was lying down. He was really worn out, but seemed very happy I had come home and brought Jake. Dad said Gramps said we were all here as a family. I wasn’t sure exactly what that meant to Dad and Mom, but I knew Gramps knew what that meant. For that I was grateful he understood.

Gramps was sleeping pretty soundly, so Zach took Jake and I out to see the crops and what they were about to harvest. Zach said we had to come back in early September from school to help harvest the feed corn and put up sileage. I told him we might make arrangements for someone else to help with that this year as we were going to be buried. He kind of rolled his eyes when I mentioned that, as if it was some sort of birthright that we had to take care of this task ourselves. The corn looked great. The soybeans were thick and bushy. Zach was getting ready to cut another cutting of hay. He said Clyde and Darren came to help with the last cutting and they got that done rather quickly. I asked him about Beau, but he said just Darren and Clyde came to help along with Clyde’s father.

“Josh, does Clyde’s father know Clyde and Darren are gay?” he asked me. I rolled my eyes.

“Not sure, but I guess so. You know the ole man and Dad are kind of a thing also, along with Beau’s and Darren’s dad. Hell, the three of them were like Clyde, Beau and me. Darren we never knew about until a year ago. Damn shame too as he had a nice cock. We could have been a foursome all those years,” I said thinking out loud. Jake and Zach laughed. “How were Clyde and Darren when they came to help?” I asked.

“Oh, they were a little handsy at times, but we got the job done. They’ve invited me over to their loft apartment a few times, but I’ve never gone. Like I said, I just love the two of you, and that’s all I need,” Zach replied. I hugged him again and nubbied his hair.

After our farm tour, we went back to the house. I told Dad we’d do the evening feeding for him. He said that wasn’t a problem for him anymore as Zach always insisted on doing the evening feeding himself so we’d be a big help to Zach. Zach just smiled as we headed off to do the feeding.

“Hey, I like feeding the animals. It’s peaceful. Sometimes I jack off in the barn loft thinking about you guys. And don’t think I don’t know what those stain marks are on the wall up there. I’ve got marks up there with you guys,” he said making Jake and I laugh. “And, I put my mark on the wall by the outside shower where you and Jake left yours also. It’s a threesome around here, not a twosome anymore,” he said proudly. Jake went and picked him up and slung him over his shoulder.

“Okay, cutie, you’re going to get yours extra special tonight,” Jake told him as he hauled him off to the barn over his shoulder to get the tractor and wagon to feed the cattle.

As we put the corn in the troughs for the cattle, Jake made mention of the big balls on the bull, how big they were and how low they hung. Jake told Zach we had a couple of friends with big bull balls. Zach didn’t believe him, but Jake told him he’d see them soon enough when he finally made it up to us. Zach said we were living the dream. All he had to look at was a real bull and his big balls. Zach told me every time he had to jack off the damn bull for bull semen, he got a hardon. He said it was damned embarrassing and he hoped to hell my dad didn’t notice it. I told him Dad always got aroused when he had to do it. Zach just about split a gut when I told him that.

Finishing up the feeding, we headed back to the house. We washed up, then Mom had supper on the table. Gramps was sitting there with a bib. Dad had to feed him as he was too unsteady to feed himself. I wanted to cry, seeing my Gramps like that. Jake grabbed my hand underneath the table, knowing the sadness I was feeling at the time. We talked about the past mostly, many times involving my childhood years. Gramps’ memory was very strong in that time era. They say that elderly people can remember things vividly decades back, but don’t have hardly any short term memory. I guess that’s true as Gramps was way back in time with the memories he talked about tonight. But he seemed happy and content talking about many forgone experiences, which warmed my heart.

Dad got Gramps ready for bed and put him to bed shortly after supper. Dad told me to go in and tell him goodnight. I snuck in for some alone time with him. He was all smiles as he held my hand. “Where’s Jake?” he asked.

“He’s out talking to Mom and Dad, Gramps. Why?” I asked.

“Go get him for a minute,” Gramps instructed. I left and motioned for Jake to join me. Jake seemed hesitant, but came into Gramps bedroom and over to the bed to join me. Gramps held out his hand to grab Jake’s and mine together. “I know you two love each other, and I don’t mean in a platonic way either. You truly love each other and I hope you’re making love to each other every chance you get. I know I would if I was 70 years younger. You two are what you say, Hot?” Gramps said smiling. “I want you to know it’s okay. I’m proud of my grandson for finding such a handsome loving partner to share his life with. I love you both. Don’t let anyone spoil the love you have between one another. You hear that. No one should ever come between you. Take good care of young Zach also. He loves you both terribly, but I think you already know that. Now go have fun and let an old man sleep. You two make me horny and I’m too old to get horny anymore. Go have fun,” he said and let us go, but not before pulling us to him and kissing each one of us on the cheek.

“Love you, Gramps,” I told him as he kissed me. Jake told him he loved him also and thanked him for his blessing. Before we left his bedroom, Jake hugged me tightly and kissed me, feeling somewhat liberated that my grandfather recognized the strong love we had between the two of us and was proud of us for that love. We had tears in our eyes as we embraced each other.

Back with Mom and Dad, Dad said he didn’t think Gramps had much longer and he was glad that I came home. He said he should have called earlier, but knew how busy I was. I told him family came first and always would. That seemed to please both my parents. They asked about the pub and where we were with it. I told them we were still a few weeks away from opening, but we were deep into it. Then I told them about two other pubs we were consolidating into our company and the formation of the capital venture company. Dad thought that was an awful lot for us to take on considering how young we were. I told him we didn’t have much choice, as our benefactor was intent on setting everything up immediately, as he wanted to retire and sit on the sidelines, give us some guidance and see what we could do with his money. Mom said our benefactor must be an extremely trusting person to invest that kind of money in a company run by such young people. I told her about Greer and Jordan. They really enjoyed having Greer at the farm and meeting him. So, I explained that we had plenty of legal talent on our team to advise us. I also told them about Stoney’s insistence that we complete our college degrees. That made Mom and Dad extremely happy. Mom asked me about the plane again and I told her that was part of an aviation charter company that we owned I just recently found out about, and we could use it from time to time if we needed it. That almost blew them away. They said their son had become a financial mogul. I told them far from that, I was still their farm boy son for all practical purposes. I got hugs for that.

Mom and Dad went to bed early, so Jake, Zach and I went out to sit on the front porch swing again and look at the millions of stars in the night sky. The sky was brilliant with the billions of stars up above. I told them about Stoney wondering if all those stars were the lights of souls that had gone before us to Heaven. Both Zach and Jake said they’d never heard that, but in a way, it did make sense. I told them I guessed Gramps would be there soon. They both put their arms around me as we gently swung and stared at the night sky. There was a nice breeze which made the evening comfortable. All the country smells were there as I had remembered them growing up. There was a faint smell of skunk someone had hit on a country road. It was all there. The smells brought back so many memories of growing up on that farm. I began to wonder how we all got to be where we were, the series of events that fate provided for us that took us to where we were today. I had the two loves of my life sitting beside me with their arms around me, for which I was truly grateful.

I went in and brought out some beers for us to enjoy as we enjoyed the outdoors. Jake and I filled Zach in on some of the guys working with us and some of the antics of others we had gotten to know like Drey and Jim. We told him about Todd and Chad and our wonderful skinny-dipping parties. Zach got the biggest kick out of our stories, again saying he couldn’t wait to be a part of what we had going. Jake and I kissed him on his forehead.

After a couple of beers we had to piss. I told the guys we needed to line up at the fence out front and let it flow. All three of us peed together and hopefully ran some of the moles out of the front yard. Shaking off the last drips of piss from our dicks, we decided to call it a night, only we all knew it was only the beginning of a major love session to share with one another.

Before climbing the breezeway stairs, we checked on Gramps. He was sleeping soundly with a smile on his face. That warmed my heart. We headed through the breezeway and climbed the stairs to my old room, now Zach’s room.

“I love what you’ve done with the place,” I teased Zach.

“What, I haven’t changed a thing. I didn’t want to because it’s you all around me,” he said smiling.

“That is so sweet, little brother. But, hey, be comfortable. You’re living here now. Don’t need all my old stuff around you,” I commented.

“I need all of you around me, Josh. I can’t tell you how comfortable I really am here with you surrounding me. I have to say I do sleep naked in your bed and I have a boner most of the time. I do jerk off at least once and sometimes several times a day knowing you’re all around me. Just so you know,” he said smiling.

“I could only hope,” I told him and hugged him tightly with Jake joining in.

From what had been an emotional evening of sharing with one another and receiving Gramps’ blessing for the love we had for one another, the tone turned to lust. The three of us ravaged one another sexually until our balls were drained. Jake and I took turns burying our cocks in Zach’s ass and he, in turn, buried his cock in our asses. I don’t think any normal sexual act between men was left out in the process. After two hours of raw, unadulterated sex, we showered together in my old tub shower and sensually washed one another, then fell naked back in bed in each other’s arms. Totally satisfied we had shown each other our total affection for one another, we fell peacefully asleep in each other’s arms.
 
I truly enjoyed the flight to the farm! Though I have a "thing" about heights, I LOVE flying! My first flight was aboard a Ford Trimotor, out over Lake Erie. It's maximum speed is listed as 132 mph, with a cruising speed of 107 mph. Out over the water, though, it seemed like we were standing still. I was scared and thrilled at the same time. I was all of 12yr. old.

I believe there are only 18 left of the 199 built from 1925-1933. 8 are airworthy. 5 are on static display. 5 are undergoing restoration. The one I was on is being rebuilt in Port Clinton, OH.

The smallest plane I've flown in (not including helicopters) was a single engine, four passenger, Cessna. The pilot was a high school friend's older brother. We were flying his middle brother to a meeting in Lancaster, PA from Youngstown, OH. On the way back "Bud" wanted to give us all a little thrill, and buzzed a herd of sheep in a pasture. Bad "Bud"! We loved it!

Our trip back had started out later than we'd hoped. It was dark before we reached Ohio. It was "interesting" trying to figure out what town we were flying over, judging from the lights, and dead reckoning. This was before GPS. Thankfully, "Bud" was guessing right, and we finally found the right landing strip, a small General Aviation field, not the city's official airport. That was the easy part once we'd found Youngstown.

I'm glad that Zach called Josh when he did. And, I understand Josh's parents not wanting to bother him, as odd as that might sound. Your description of Gramps' condition hit fairly close to home. That was pretty much my Dad's situation the last time I saw him alive. Dad died last December, two months short of his 92nd birth day. His dad died at 73. This past summer, on the longest day, Mom celebrated her 92nd, and I swear she's doing better than I am.

I'd like to say I'm sorry, but the truth is that is the natural circle of Life. It's not easy to confront, especially for those of us living on. It's important that Gramps seems to have made his peace with the inevitable. It is awesome that he got the chance to let Josh, Jake, and Zach know how much he loved, and was proud of, them. Then again, Gramps might have a lot of time left. It's not for any of us to say.

In spite of the circumstances, it felt good getting back to the farm.

Thank You for another wonderful chapter, FT! (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv:
 
Loved this chapter, FT. I love all the chapters on the farm. Brings back great memories of my childhood spending summers on a farm. Some great times. Loved the flying bit also. Was great that Tom could get Zach and Jake down to the farm quickly. Josh seemed to be just what Gramps needed. Either that or he needed to see Josh and Jake one more time to make sure they knew he loved them and he approved of the love between the three friends. It was a neat chapter, thoroughly enjoyable. Zach needed some Josh and Jake time also. Those three really care about one another intensely and it shows. Beau felt a little slighted, but I'm sure the guys will make up for it sooner or later. So many interesting side stories that keep this story intensely interesting. Cant' wait for the next chapter. I think you're overdue, by the way. At least I hope you are. I've been busy with a major project at work and just got the chance to catch up and noticed We need another chapter. Chaz and I are both excited about the prospect for a new chapter. Please..... BC
 
Hey guys. Sorry I haven't posted anything in awhile. I had an unexpected family funeral to attend up north that took a few days. Kind of an emotional few days, but that is part of life. We will try to catch up some.

Chaz, I am very familiar with the Ford Tri-motor at Port Clinton, Ohio. I used to live in Ohio where I did all my flying in my earlier days. I used to fly my plane up to Put-in-Bay, an island out in Lake Erie. It had a neat landing strip and then you could rent a golf cart, or it was an easy walk downtown to the wineries and restaurants. It made for a nice Sunday afternoon adventure. Don't miss the cold weather in the winter up there in Ohio. Like it much better down south. I have a few chapters ready to go so will get you guys going again. Thanks for the great comments. I like the farm days also as it, too, reminds me of my younger years working with my Grandfather on the farm in the summertime. I used to have to follow him around in the silo and stomp down the silage as he shot it around with the buckets. It was amazing as it would sink overnight from its own weight, but my Grandfather said we could put more in with me stomping it behind him. I guess it was a help. It was something to do with him that was productive anyway. I enjoyed all the time I had with him. Anyway, have fun with the next chapter. Huggs. FT
 
Chapter 239 – A Quick Trip Home

We awoke to the rooster crowing. It was early, damned early. The three of us were huddled together, our morning wood rubbing up against each other’s bodies. We all felt totally peaceful and happy in bed naked together, enjoying the closeness of one another. A few minutes later I could smell the bacon cooking in the kitchen, followed by the smell of coffee.

“I need to do the morning feeding,” Zach said, as he stretched his arms and kicked out his legs. I grabbed his hardon and stroked it a few times, causing him to do the same to Jake and me. Then I fondled his balls and let Jake jerk his cock. I even probed his cute asshole causing him to sigh. “Enough teasing, guys, I have to go feed,” Zach said, sitting up in bed.

“We have to go feed, Zach. Jake and I can help you this morning. This doesn’t happen every morning, so you might as well take advantage of it. There’s always the chance you could get laid in the hayloft if you’re not careful,” I told him winking at him.

“Really?” he asked excitedly. “Actually, it’s much better in bed. That hay is kind of scratchy on my bare ass, and can be on your balls, as you ram your cock in my ass, Josh,” he said.

“Somehow you take all the fun out of fucking in the hay loft,” I told him as I kissed him.

“Don’t get me wrong. I’ll do it anywhere with you two. Just reminding you of the hazards of fucking in the loft, which you should be totally aware of,” Zach said between kisses. I laughed.

“Come on. At least we can do the feeding. Fucking can come later. Besides breakfast will be ready soon anyway,” I told them.

We got up and put on some old jeans that I had at home and some t-shirts, then headed out to the barn. Dad told us he could do the feeding, but we told him there were three of us and only one of him. We’d knock it out quickly. He gave up and told us to have fun.

It was already starting to warm up, although there was still some dew on the ground in the fields. It was going to be a warm humid day, no doubt about it. We already worked up a sweat just filing the wagon with corn for the cattle. Zach drove the tractor. Jake sat on the fender and I stood on the tongue of the wagon holding onto Zach’s seat. He offered to let me drive, but I told him I’d had enough experience of that. He laughed. I did reach around and put my hand on his crotch and gave him a little feel until I made him hard. He called me a prick tease if you can imagine that. When we finished putting the tractor back in the barn, Zach looked up at the hay loft. I saw what he was thinking.

“Breakfast, remember?” I said, motioning my eyes towards the house. He gave me a look of disappointment. Jake called me mean. “Hey we still have time today. We’re not getting out of here before we take care of you at least one more time,” I promised. That made him happy again.

Coming back in from feeding, Gramps was sitting at the kitchen table with his bib. He was all smiles and appeared to be feeding himself this morning. He had piece of toast in his hand, at least.

“You boys didn’t get in any trouble out there, did you?” he asked. I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

“Yeh, well, Zach had the tractor in high gear and damn near ran the fence down and a couple of cattle, but we straightened him out. Jake took over and rescued the situation,” I teased.

“Bull Shit!” Gramps said. “Zach is a pro at running farm equipment. I’ve watched him work. Hell, he’s a natural,” Gramps quipped. I was so happy he was in good spirts and joking around with us. I felt much better today about his situation than yesterday.

“How long are you staying, Josh?” Mom asked. “I can fix a roast if you are staying for dinner at noon at least.”

“We’ll stay for dinner, Mom, but we need to leave later this afternoon if I can get the plane back here then. We have so much work to do at Uni and we need to get back. But if you need us anytime, you call next time and tell me,” I urged. She smiled.

“We will. Your visit is just what Gramps needed. See how much better he is today. You always make us all happy. You know that. We miss you now that you’re in college and have all these other crazy responsibilities. But then we knew you wouldn’t be here on the farm with us forever. Just so you stay happy. That’s all Dad and I want for you is for you to be happy with whatever you do. But, you know that, I’m sure,” She said as she kissed me on the forehead like moms do. I hugged her also.

Breakfast on the farm is a feast in itself. It had to be, because farm work was hard work and you worked it off in a hurry. I texted Tom about picking us up this afternoon. He said to be at the airport by 2:30. I told him that would be great. We’d be back to Uni about 4:00 which was enough time to meet with Todd and Chad and set something up with Buzz, who was chomping at the bits to show us something. I saw the look of disappointment on Zach’s face when I told the family we were flying out at 2:30. I thought he was going to cry.

“What do you have planned for today, Dad, as far as farm work is concerned?” I asked.

“Zach and I were going to prep the cutter for sileage. We need to pull it out of the back of the barn and change a couple of the sickle blades and then some of the cutter blades. We can do it another day,” Dad replied.

“Jake and I can help Zach with that after breakfast. You take it easy and keep Gramps entertained.” Dad almost looked disappointed, knowing he had to entertain Gramps. “Or you can run into town and get your haircut. Getting kind of shabby there, Dad. Don’t you have a poker night coming up or something?” I asked. Dad smiled.

“Been needing a haircut. Okay, deal. You help Zach and I’ll go get a haircut and run some errands,” he said happily.

“Might as well, you know I sleep half the morning anyway. Sleep, eat and shit. That’s about all I’m good for these days,” Gramps said shaking his head.

“Oh, I disagree, Gramps. You keep us all entertained. You are the family’s entertainment value these days. Keep it up too, as it’d be awfully dull around here without you,” I assured him. He threw his napkin at me and laughed.

I kissed Gramps on the cheek as Jake, Zach and I left to head to the barn and work on the sileage cutter. Zach hooked up the tractor and pulled it out from where it was buried behind other equipment in the barn, not having been used for a whole year. We hooked up the power-takeoff and got to see what it looked like. Most of it just needed greasing on the grease fittings, but we could see where there were a few damaged front cutter blades. Replacing those was a little difficult and required some patience. I grabbed the socket wrench set, and we went to work on disassembling some of the cutter blades. I also took off the shroud and looked at the sileage blades that cut up the corn into pieces, stalks, corn kernels, cobs and all, everything got chopped up and turned into silage when this baby went through the corn fields. While Zach worked on some of the cutter blades, Jake and I worked on the auger that shot the sileage into the wagon pulled behind the sileage cutter. Zach and I reminisced about putting sileage away. Once cut and in a wagon, someone would exchange an empty wagon for a full wagon and bring the full wagon to the silo. There the silage would dump into an auger trough, and be shot up to the top of the silo and into a series of bottomless buckets and down to the bottom inside the silo where the buckets ended. A guy would then shoot it all around the inside of the silo taking off buckets as the silo filled up. There were a series of doors that would be closed that led to a ladder outside the silo that you would crawl up until you got to an open door and the floor of the silage. The silo would be full when all the sileage had been shot into the silo and the farmer shooting the sileage into the silo ended up on the top of the silo, then emerge outside, through the top door and down the ladder. All this took some time to complete, sometimes more than one day. It was work, but kind of an end of summer event. We told Jake we’d have to come back and help put up silage this year so he could get to experience the event. It would be nice to put a silage virgin to work for this. Zach and I both laughed, having experienced this for many a year ourselves.

After a few hours we felt like we had the cutter in fairly decent shape to cut silage this year. Everything seemed to work and function correctly. It was lubed up and ready to go. Zach parked it in front of some of the other equipment we wouldn’t be using until we used the cutter. He unhooked the tractor and parked it out of the way also. We were all hot and sweaty, having worked in the heat, turning wrenches, and tugging on cutter blades, shrouds and even airing up tires. With the sweat, grime and grease we got on us, we decided to hit the outside shower. Stripping naked, we all piled into the shower at the same time. Jake and I kind of ganged up on Zach and soaped him up good, tickling him some as we did. We were laughing and having a great time naked and showering together. Once we finished and dried off we were all hard from all the titillation we gave one another.

“Jake, let’s fuck Zach in the barn loft. I think he wants it there. In fact, I’m sure he wants fucked in the barn loft,” I told Jake eagerly. Zach wasn’t as excited about that, knowing how scratchy the hay bales were.

“Not in the barn loft guys. I mean, really. Don’t want any hayseed stuck up my ass, just your two dicks. Can’t we find a better spot?” he asked unexcited about the barn loft.

“No, has to be the barn loft, Zach. I mean that’s tradition. Everyone gets fucked in the barn loft on a farm. You should know that of all people,” I replied.

“Please, not the barn loft,” he begged. I motioned for Jake to grab him and pick him up.

Jake did grab Zach and slung Zach’s naked body over his shoulder and headed up to the barn loft. Zack was not happy about being hauled off to the barn loft. To make matters worse, I licked my finger and stuck it up his ass. He squealed like a stuck pig. Jake and I were laughing as we ran up the narrow loft stairs naked, on a quest to fuck our little buddy. By the time we reached the loft, our boners were gone. Jake looked around for a place to dump Zach. I told him to hold on and keep Zach hanging over his shoulder with his legs pinned against Jake’s muscular body. I found an old blanket my farm friends, Beau, Clyde and I had used on several occasions when we had anal intercourse in the barn loft. Finding that blanket brought back some fond old memories. I threw the blanket on a flat spot of several bales of hay, and Jake gently lowered Zach on his back.

“Well, this is a little better. Much better than getting hay stuck up your asshole, that’s for sure,” he exclaimed. Jake and I laughed and piled on top of him tickling him some, but kissing him passionately. Our tongues darted in and out of his mouth, Jake and I taking turns as we restored our throbbing hardons. While Jake continued to work on his mouth and lips, sucking tongue, my tongue made its way to Zach’s hot little asshole, nearly driving him out of his mind as I tortured him with my rimming techniques. He finally begged me to fuck him, citing he couldn’t take any more of what Jake and I were putting him through. I was the first to get my cock in poor Zach’s ass, driving him half-crazy at this point. I gently entered my hard cock into his tight asshole, his ass drawing me in and enveloping my stiffness with the warmth and grasp of his body. Damn, he felt so good. Not to be outdone, Jake entered my ass, putting me in the middle. Actually, it felt damned good there in the middle, as we laid on our sides and gently moved in and out of one another. Jake was kissing me on the neck as I was kissing Zach. Zach would turn around and get kissed by both Jake and me at the same time. It was damned hot.

“Hey, I want my mark on the wall with the two of you,” Zach said, looking over at what we knew to be the cum stains on the barn wall.

“You know I’m all for that,” Jake said eagerly. “I love leaving those kinds of marks in various places, especially the barn wall where our other ones are and the ones Josh left with his friends from his younger days,” Jake commented. I just shook my head.

We all three worked up a sweat in the heat of the barn loft, our cocks and asses slick with sweat from the heated passion between us. It was intense, but so wonderful. My cock felt so good in Zach’s ass and Jake’s felt fantastic in mine. We all three seemed to fit so well together.

“Gotta cum,” Zach yelled, pulled off my cock, then ran over to the barn wall where the other stains were, and fired his load to join the other stains. There was a distinct splat as his liquid seed shot from his beautiful throbbing penis and splattered on the rough barn wood wall. I was disappointed when Jake’s cock left my ass, but we were both eager to leave our cum stains with Zach’s, so we got to our feet, and with cocks in hand, and ran to fire our loads on top of Zach’s. Zach was so pleased, as he watched our three loads stream down the rough barn wall lumber together, with a few drips reaching the floor and pooling there. Our cocks still dripping cum, we stood there and watched the event unfold. Then Zach managed to suck Jake and I clean, savoring our last few drops of seed in his mouth. Jake and I both bent over and took turns sucking Zach clean, then we embraced one another in a three-way hug with much kissing.

“I love being here with you guys. I hate it when you have to leave, and I know that’s coming after dinner. I want to be with you guys in the worst way, and I can’t hardly wait for school to start to be with you guys finally,” Zach said, getting a little emotional. Jake and I hugged him tightly and told him it would be very soon now.

“Hey, Zach, I’m counting on you to keep Gramps’ spirits up and keep him eating. He adores you, I can tell. You just have to keep after him like I do, and, hopefully, he’ll improve some. I’m not ready to lose him yet. That would devastate me for sure. I love that guy so much. He’s been in my life and my heart my entire life. It just wouldn’t be the same without him,” I told Zach as I hugged him.

“I love him too, Josh. I didn’t really know my grandparents as they were never around. Dad doesn’t talk much about them either. Just him and me as family anymore. Here on the farm with your folks, it’s been like having a real family, one that I never had the opportunity to know that well growing up in my life. It’s like I actually have a real Gramps too. We tease each other a lot. I’m going to miss him terribly when he’s gone, Josh. I hate the thought of that. I know it’s coming someday, and from the looks of him earlier this week, it didn’t seem long, which is why I called you. I can tell how much he’s improved, just by having you here with him again. You mean the world to that man, Josh. You really do,” Zach said sincerely. I kissed him on the forehead.

“I’m counting on you to keep him happy. That’ll keep him living for awhile anyway, Zach. Just keep teasing him. He loves to tease and banter. He told me one time when I helped him into bed that he thought I was ‘checking him out’. I told him it was no big deal. He told me at one time he had a very big deal. We both laughed, but he meant it, I could tell,” I told Jake and Zach. They laughed.

“I’m sure it was. You can tell he has the same interests as us. He told me he was sure we both knew how much you loved Jake. And then just after that, he told me he knew you loved me too, and that was alright, as he knew Jake would love me also, if he didn’t already. I assured him I felt loved by both of you. That seemed to really please him.”

“That it would,” I replied. “We better shower again as it’s almost dinner time and I’m sure Dad’s back by now. Don’t want him seeing three cum dripping, post-ejaculative dicks hanging out up here in the loft on three hot naked guys. Might just get him all excited again,” I exclaimed. We hugged each other again, put the old ‘fuck blanket’ away for use on another day, and ran back down to the outdoor shower. We had fingers in and out of assholes making sure we were good and clean as we sensuously washed one another, then dressed again.

We no more than got dressed then Beau and Wendell showed up, catching us as we emerged from the outdoor shower, clothed though, thankfully. A couple of minutes earlier and they would have caught us buck naked in the shower together, with raging hardons.

“Well, looks like you guys might have had a little fun doing whatever you were doing. Too bad we didn’t get here a little earlier, Wendell, we might have gotten some premium cock for a change. Heard you were in town,” Beau said as he came up to me and hugged me, then Jake, noticing our hair was still wet. Wendell gave us the same welcome. “Didn’t even bother to call me to tell me you were coming,” Beau said disappointedly.

“Didn’t have time to call. Kind of a spur of the moment thing, Beau. Zach called me to tell me Gramps wasn’t doing well at all, and if I wanted to see him again, I needed to come home and do it quick,” I explained.

“I’m sure Zach had other reasons to get you back. Can’t say as I blame him either. Wish we could have been in on some action with you guys. How could you forget your old friend, me?” Beau asked again somewhat disappointed.

“Beau, it was a quick decision. How the heck did you know I was here anyway, not that it matters. No one knew I was coming, not even me until we came,” I explained.

“Goofy Charles Davies, the idiot we went to high school with that always teased us, like we were in love with each other, is a line boy out at the airport and he called to tell me, you, my boyfriend, arrived in one nice Cessna twin engine airplane. He said you must have come up in the world to be flying around in one of those,” Beau explained. I had to laugh.

“Hell, a couple of weeks ago I was flying to Ft. Lauderdale in a Cessna Citation corporate jet, which I found out the company Jake and I manage owns a fleet of planes. We have our own pilots also and, let me tell you, they’re hot looking guys too and love to suck and fuck also, from what I’m told anyway,” I explained getting, Beau very interested and somewhat hot and bothered, Wendell too.

“Damn, Josh, what’s going on? We were just there visiting you a couple of weeks ago, and none of this was going on,” Beau commented.

“Things change around us by the week, Beau. You have to catch up. Jake and I live a fast life these days. Sometimes it scares us, but we manage to get through it,” I told him. Beau shook his head.

“What were you doing in Ft. Lauderdale that required you going down there on a chartered jet?” Beau asked curiously.

“Hell, Stoney bought another gay bar. That’s what happened. We had to go down there to make sure they’d sell it to us and to finish the details of the sale. Got a friend of ours from down there that’s going to manage it for us. In fact, I need to go back down there to finish the purchase just as soon as we can get it put together,” I explained.

“Don’t suppose you could take Wendell and me with you when you go. We’d love to get out of this town for a few days and meet some hot guys, you know lay naked on the beach and fuck and get fucked at night by some hot guys. Damn, you live a great life,” Beau said enviously.

“We’ll get you guys down there with us sometime. Great times there, let me tell you. There’s a nude beach with a great gay section close to there. The gay bars are fun and then there’s a gay bathhouse also. All kinds of gay attractions for our kind,” I assured him. I could almost see him salivating over what I just told him. “Hate to break up this little reunion, but we have to eat dinner, then head to the airport. Our pilot is picking us up at 2:30. Don’t want to be late.”

“Well, if that isn’t something, Wendell. Our celebrity friends are skying out at 2:30. They drop out of the sky for a couple of hours, don’t have time to call their friends for a quick fuck, then sky out of here almost as fast as they arrived. Kind of sounds like we got left out,” Beau said disappointedly.

“Come here, Beau,” I urged, then hugged him and kissed him more passionately. Jake did the same to Wendell, then we switched so they both got hugs and kisses from Jake and me. “There, make you feel any better to know we still love you guys?” I asked.

“Maybe,” Beau uttered. “You need to tell pretty boy Zach, he needs to slum around sometime with Wendell and me. He keeps to himself all the time and doesn’t seem to want to socialize,” Beau commented.

“Hey, I have hard work to do every day. You know what farm life is all about,” Zach replied.

“Yep, sure do. Josh does too, but that never stopped us from fucking when we got a chance. I realize that Wendell and I don’t have the quality of cocks that Jake and Josh have, but we guarantee satisfaction. You will fell nothing less than loved, that we guarantee. Don’t we Wendell?” Beau stated.

“Absolutely,” Wendell chimed in. Zach just shook it off.

We embraced the two once more, then they took off saying they might drop by the airport around 2:30 to check out our hot pilot. I told them they were more than welcome to. They headed out and we went back to the house, entering at the breezeway and running up to my old room to dress in our good shorts and t’s. Once we were presentable again, we headed down to eat.

Gramps was sitting at the table when we came down to dinner. “You boys work everything out together?” he asked. I wasn’t sure just what he was asking, but I tried to make and attempt to answer him.

“Yes, we did, Gramps. Got the silage cutter all greased up and ready to cut like it should. We had a lot of fun doing it too,” I explained. I got a big smile from him.

“I was hoping you had fun. All work and no play, makes for dull boys and we don’t have any of those around here,” Gramps teased. I gave him a hug.

Mom had a big dinner as usual as she laid out a spread. She’d even made homemade rolls, hot from the oven, that practically melted in your mouth. Of course, she’d baked a couple of pies also. It was good Jake and I were going back as we’d have gained a few pounds had we stayed longer. I was shocked Zach hadn’t put on any weight, but then he farmed all day, and that burned a ton of calories.

“We’re going to miss Zach when he goes to school with you and Jake,” Mom told me. “He’s been like a second son. He’s just the sweetest boy,” Mom said, as she pinched his cheek. Zach just beamed.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you, you have to show up at school a week before the semester starts for swim team orientation. I almost completely forgot about that. Darn, that’s gong to take time away from getting the pub opened for me,” I said to Zach, then thinking about our situation. “Can’t avoid it though. Something we just have to do. We do half-day sessions though, so you can help us at the bar when we’re not evaluating everyone for spots on the team,” I told Zach.

“Yeh, we have the same thing for the gymnastics team also, Josh. You and I’ll both be tied up. Not to mention Erin also,” Jake commented.

“Erin, doesn’t have to be there, just the new guys at first. Come to think of it though, he could be a big help to us with orientation, Andy too for that matter. That’s five of us tied up. Allen and OBB don’t have to be there for that first week of orientation for the dive team, but their coach will probably ask them. Hell, that’s seven of us out of commission for half days the week before school starts,” I said, thinking out loud. Mom gave me a concerning look. “We’ll make it all work, but so much is closing in on us at one time. Who’s Dad going to get to help him with the farming?” I asked.

“Clyde and Darren said they were available for hire if I needed help,” Dad replied.

“Might as well sign them up for the rest of your life,” Gramps told Dad. Dad just shook his head.

“I only need help for all the harvesting. I can take care of the feeding and if there is something that I need more than one person for, I’m sure they’ll come help me,” Dad replied. Gramps shook his head.

“Need to sell the place and retire, son. There’s too much work anymore on a farm. Let the big corporations do all the farming. They have all the money and equipment they need to farm a lot more efficiently than we ever had. May be time to give into them and let them do it. Look at all the work, sweat and tears we’ve put into this place over the years. Sometimes you wonder if it’s really worth it,” Gramps said almost regretfully.

“It’s ours, Dad,” Dad replied to Gramps. “The land is ours. That in itself means something. It should to you of all people. You put everything you had into this place so you could raise a family and pass it onto me. I was hoping Josh might want it also, but I think he’s found a way to do much better somewhere else, so when Mom and I decide to hang it up, then, well maybe, just maybe it might be time to give it up. Damn, I hate to do that though. Hell, we still owe the bank a bundle of money also and then there’s the taxes that come up every year. So much to squeeze everything you earn right out of you,” Dad said, somewhat exasperated.

“Hang in there, Dad. Times will get better. But if you need help, then call Clyde and Darren. I know they hire out to other farms for all kinds of things. I also heard they’re pretty busy too, so you play the friendship card if you need to,” I suggested. Dad smiled.

“I will son. I know how close you and Clyde were. I guess you guys still keep in touch. You guys seemed to have a good time when you were home at the beginning of the summer. I know Clyde was sure happy to see you. Beau seems kind of lost this summer with you being gone, although he’s made friends with another kid from out of town who was kind of lost also. It was nice of him to do that. He’ll be off to school also, about the time you guys start back,” Dad replied.

“Yes, he said he was looking forward to going back also. I don’t think he likes farming all that well,” I commented.

“Third generation never does for some reason. Although Clyde is hanging in there and Darren also. I heard he and Clyde were bach’n it together in Clyde’s barn. That’d be quite a pair. I guess they get along alright,” Dad stated. I had to smile, knowing how much they fucked all the time. Even Gramps cracked a little smile. He was much wiser than people gave him credit.

“How much money do you owe the bank or the government for taxes?” I asked Dad. He acted like he didn’t want to tell me.

“It’s nothing for you to worry about, son. It’ll all work out. It increased a little this last year because last year’s crops weren’t as good as we anticipated with all the rain we had. This year will be better and that balance will come down some. Your mom and I aren’t worried about it. We’ve been dealing with this for as long as we’ve operated the farm and Gramps did before us. Land is the best collateral you can have for a loan. No worries, son,” Dad made sure to make me understand. I got the impression he didn’t want to worry me over it, but I couldn’t help but be concerned. I felt somewhat guilty in a way. Here I was spending huge sums of money on projects, money that my father and mother wouldn’t be able to comprehend values of that size, and they were struggling month to month to keep their heads above water. I knew I was going to have to do something for them when I could get an opportunity to do so.

“Someday, I hope to do my part to relieve you of that burden, Dad. You and Mom don’t need to go into retirement carrying any debt,” I assured him.

“Oh, well, we have a few years before that takes place. I’m sure something can be worked out before that happens, even if I have to sell the farm. I can always rent out the land to other farmers. Clyde and Darren were looking for some land to farm themselves, rather than just farm for other farmers. I might be able to lease the land to them and have the proceeds cover the debt,” Dad said, thinking out loud.

“Listen to your son now,” Gramps piped in looking at Dad. “He’s the educated business man and seems to be doing rather well, I’d say from all the deals he’s involved with. Josh’ll figure a way out of your debt debacle, I’m sure.” Gramps put his arm on my shoulder. “Sometimes us old folks need to take lessons from our children. Seems they seem to get smarter as we get senile. I guess life works that way,” Gramps said looking at me. I hugged him.

As much as I enjoyed the conversation, and the pie, of course, we needed to head to the airport as Tom would be flying in. Jake, Zach and I headed upstairs to get our go-bags and clean up any incriminating mess we might have created in my bedroom.

“Don’t worry about the sheets, guys. I always wash them with my, well, I guess I should say your clothes, Josh. I love wearing your clothes. Makes me feel much closer to you all the time, your underwear especially,” he chided. I had to hug him for that and nubby his hair. He squirmed a little, but I knew he liked it. “I am so going to miss you guys. I jack off thinking about you guys every night and sometimes in the mornings. My ass enjoyed your visit like you wouldn’t believe,” Zach exclaimed.

“You don’t have to be celibate because we’re not here, Zach. No one expects that of you, certainly not Jake or me. Get together with Beau and Wendell sometime. I’m sure you’ll show them a goodtime and, hopefully, they’ll show you one. They’re decent guys to have fun with,” I told him.

“Not the same, Josh. There isn’t anyone like the two of you. Other than my one friend I left behind where I used to live, it’s just been the two of you, except for some playing around we did last Christmas at Clyde’s barn apartment. I don’t really count that. I’m just not into other guys, once I had the opportunity to love the two of you. I’d rather stay here with your family and jack off when I get the chance. I seem to do that a lot,” he said smiling.

“Oh, Zach. You sweet guy, you. Now I really feel bad we’re leaving you. Luckily it’s only a few more weeks until you’ll be with us full time. Then you’ll have the rest of our brothers to satisfy your needs also. I know Erin is dying to get together with you. I think you gave him a boner the first time he saw you,” I mentioned. Zach laughed.

“He definitely gave me one. That’s for sure. But still, I don’t know him to love him like I do the two of you and the sex with you guys is over the top because of how much I care about the two of you. I’m not a casual sex kind of guy. I almost need to care about someone I’m having sex with,” Zach stated.

“You’re right about the caring part. But you can still have some fun also in the right setting with guys you know and trust. Once we have you for good, you’ll see what we mean by that,” I assured him.

Zach leaped at me with tears in his eyes and hugged me tightly. Jake came and joined the group hug. We finally wore him out with some passionate kissing, getting his dick rock solid again and ours too. I pulled down his shorts and kissed the head of his cock. I thought he was going to cum, he seemed to enjoy it so much. Jake kissed him there also.

“Fuck, I hate that you guys have to leave. I just hate it,” he said adamantly. Jake and I laughed and ruffled his hair again. We grabbed our stuff and headed downstairs to tell the family goodbye. That was hard to do also. I didn’t think Gramps was ever going to let go from the strong embrace he gave me. Dad almost shed a tear. I knew Gramps was wondering if we’d ever see each other again. I was too for that matter, and tried desperately not to show my fear that this might be our last embrace. Gramps finally let me go and then hugged Jake almost as hard. Mom and Dad hugged us both also, telling Jake how great it was that he came home with me. They told him he was welcome anytime and to come with me whenever he could. Jake told them how much our friendship meant to him, and how much he enjoyed them as almost a second family. They said he was like another son, which made me feel great. I just hoped in my mind they kept that attitude when I had to finally tell them Jake and I were a couple. I was not ready for that day just yet, but I knew it was coming and soon.

I felt somewhat relieved of the emotional stress once we were on our way in the pickup truck. Dad let Zach take his F-150 to the airport to drop us off. “Kind of strange driving a pickup truck without a stick shift, isn’t it?” I asked Zach.

“I can always use this one,” he said as he put his right hand down my shorts and grabbed my cock, causing me to jump. We all laughed, but I told him he was always welcome to that stick shift anytime he wanted to use it. He was all smiles.

We got to the airport just in time to see Tom land the 310 and taxi back the runway to our little shed we called a terminal. “Is he going to need fuel?” a voice said from behind me, causing me to turn around. Then that person grabbed me and hugged me of all things. It was Charles Davies, the line boy or line man, whatever you choose to call a person that fuels planes. “Damn, Josh, good to see you. You haven’t changed a bit since high school,” he said looking me over.

“You neither, Charles. I heard you were working at the airport these days. Beau stopped in to say hi yesterday and said you were here,” I told him, then introduced him to Jake and Zach, who he said he had seen around a little.

“Yeh, knowing what kind of asshole buddies you and Beau were in high school, I thought he ought to know you were home. He said he didn’t know you were coming, but I got to see you first and let him know,” Charles said, rather proudly. I almost shook my head.

“Yeh, had a kind of quick trip, thus the plane of all things. Gramps was not doing well at all and Zach told me to get my ass down here quick as he was really concerned, and rightly so. We had to make a quick trip. Much quicker than driving,” I commented.

“You got a bute of an airplane there, Josh. You guys charter someplace?” he asked curiously.

“Yes, the company Jake and I work for owns part of a charter service so we had one available. I was able to use one of our Citation jets to go to Florida a few weeks ago for some business, and that was one hell of an airplane,” I told him, practically giving him a boner.

“Damn, Josh, I thought you were in college. What kind of company did you end up working for?” he asked.

“Still in school, but working on the side, Charles. Have Beau tell you all about it sometime. Not sure if Tom is going to need fuel or not, but we’ll ask him when he gets out,” I said, as Tom pulled up on the ramp and spun the plane around practically knocking us over with the prop blast. I knew he did that on purpose, but was glad he did, as I didn’t want a long discussion with Charles. Charles was cute enough, but somewhat of an irritant. Come to think of it, he never dated any, but we all thought no girl could put up with him and his immaturity or lack of personality. Maybe he was good at other things, like male sex. My mind wandered there quickly, as I looked him over once again. He did have a nice bulge in his jean shorts he was wearing. Being a line boy at a small airport was not a great career move, however. Hopefully, he was just doing this until he found something else. It had to be a minimum wage job at best in my mind.

“Gees, guys. I missed you terribly,” Tom said opening the door to the 310. I told him we missed him also as he hopped down to the ground.

“You need any fuel?” Charles asked Tom, as he came and hugged all three of us. He spared us the kiss since Charles was standing there.

“Nope got enough to get back to Uni, then back to the City with a couple of hours left over. We’re good,” he said as he patted Charles on the back.

“Darn, haven’t sold any fuel in a few days. Was hoping someone would buy some from us sooner or later,” Charles said disappointedly. Tom asked him how much the fuel was and seemed to think it was a good price.

“Tell you what, buddy. If I have to bring these dudes back sometime, I’ll arrange to get some fuel from you next time. It takes a lot to fill up these tip tanks and wing tanks. This baby can stay in the air for long time,” Tom told Charles. Charles was grinning from ear to ear. “Excuse me, guys, but I have to take a leak before we sky out of here,” Tom said smiling and headed towards the office.

“Need any help?” Charles asked him, smiling.

“What, you want to hold it or something?” Tom chided. Charles looked shocked, having taken a few seconds to get Tom’s joke.

“What your penis? No, that’s not what I meant. I meant to say, do you need to know where the pisser is?” Charles replied, shocked that he was taken literally. We all chuckled.

“I would assume it’s inside, but if it’s not, then I just might need some help,” Tom replied. Charles motioned the bathroom was inside.

“That guy, he’s funny, Josh. Seems nice. Nice looking too. These pilots have it made,” Charles remarked. I just smiled, thinking Tom was probably serious when he asked Charles if he wanted to hold his dick while he peed. But then, Tom was a character, we were finding out. “That sure is one heck of a beautiful airplane, Josh. Wish I could fly something like this,” Charles said almost drooling.

“You taking any lessons?” I asked him while we were waiting for Tom to return.

“I get to fly a little in a Piper Cub here on the field. Mostly just get to steer it from the rear seat. It’s a really old airplane, mostly fabric with aluminum tubing for the frame. Only cruises about 65 mph. Kind of fun though. Doesn’t use much gas. Have to prop it to get it started. I get all excited just holding the stick in my hand. Sometimes it makes my dick excited, which is about the only thing that gets my dick excited,” Charles exclaimed.

“Sorry to hear that, Charles, but flying is a lot of fun. Tom let me control the 310 a little on the way down, showing me how to make turns, climb and descend. I have to admit, you do feel powerful blasting through the sky at 230 mph. Got my dick a little excited also,” I had to tell him. Charles gave me a big smile.

“You got to fly that thing? Damn, Josh. That would be like a religious experience to me. We only have a few single engine planes on the field. Nothing like this baby,” he said looking all envious of the 310.

“Well, maybe if we come back sometime we can get you up in it for a few minutes. I have to believe it’s a little expensive to go joy riding in. That Piper Cub sounds more reasonable,” I assured him. He agreed wholeheartedly, but was excited about the prospect of a ride in the 310 sometime.

Tom emerged from the office. “You flying the leg back to Uni or am I?” Tom asked me patting me on the back. I thought Charles was going to faint.

“I guess if we want to live through it, you probably better,” I said chuckling. Tom just smiled.

“What, no sense of adventure?” he asked chiding.

“He always like this?” Charles asked. I rolled my eyes.

“Come on, let’s get upstairs and haul ass out of here,” Tom said as he headed towards the plane.

I shook Charles’ hand and told him it was good to see him again. “Hey, Josh, I’m going to try to get to Uni this fall for a football game. Sandy, you remember Sandy, the quarterback on the football team? He and I are going to come up for a game this fall. Beau said you were opening up a pub up there so we definitely want to go there and see you guys. I’ll get in touch with you to let you know when we’re coming, but it would be great to hang with you guys if you have time. At least have a beer or two together,” Charles said hoping I was good with it.

“Sure, Charles. Anytime. I’m sure we’ll be there,” I replied slapping him on the back. I was hoping this was just an empty threat, but a part of me thought it might actually happen. Oh, well. Everyone would soon know about me anyway, so he could either accept who I am or avoid me altogether.

Zach followed us to the plane. Jake and I gave him big hugs before climbing inside. He told us he really loved us and would miss us.

“Josh, can’t we take Zach back with us?” Tom asked. “He’s too fucking cute to leave here. Damn, I’ll take him back to the City with me if you don’t want him,” Tom said half serious.

“We love this guy more than you could ever imagine, Tom. Right now, he’s helping my father farm, something I should be doing. This fall he’s going to Uni to be with us and go to school. He’s also on the swim team with me. He’s part of the family and will be deeply loved when we get him there. I mean deeply loved, Tom.” I said winking at him.

“Damn, I love the thought of ‘deep’ love. Damn, boy, what are you packing anyway?” Tom asked. I rubbed my crotch on my shorts.

“You need to find out, Tom. Jake and I are the same size and can really make you and James happy. Trust me on that,” I assured him. Tom had to readjust himself in his seat as he put his seatbelt on.

“Okay, we need to make something like that happen and soon,” he said, somewhat anxious.

“All up to you, buddy. Jake and I are primed to party with you and James,” I said as I patted his crotch and felt his stiffness. Tom looked over, smiled and shook his head.

Tom waved the wings at Zach and Charles as we took off. It was a rather interesting maneuver. I just wished he would have told us what he was doing before he did it, as it half scared Jake and me, but realizing what he did after the fact, it was kind of cool.

We finally got up to altitude and leveled off. “Josh, anytime you need to come back or need to go anywhere, call James or me. Don’t bother with Jeb. We’ll get you taken care of. Leave it to us,” Tom assured me.

I told Tom he and James needed to fly over sometime and spend a weekend. I told him about the skinny dipping parties we had on Saturday afternoons. Tom got the biggest kick out of that. He said he and James would try to find some weekend without a charter going somewhere and sky over in the 310. He said it wouldn’t cost that much with the smaller of the planes and they’d spend a day and a night with us. I told him we’d make it worth their while.

The trip back didn’t seem like it took anytime at all. Tom greased the 310 on the runway at Uni, making a perfect landing to the admiration of other pilots at the field. He taxied up to the ramp, but before getting the door opened, he pulled me to him and kissed me passionately, then he did the same to Jake. “I enjoyed being with you two. James is jealous, but he’s more passionate when he’s jealous, so we had some fantastic sex last night, thanks to you guys. Tell me you had some great sex with Zach last night also,” Tom asked.

“And this morning also,” I assured him.

“Damn, you guys are something else. Shit, can’t wait to try those fuck sticks out myself, James too. I’ll let you know when we can sky over here. Gotta make this a priority for sure,” Tom exclaimed. With that, he opened the door and we all got out. He got our duffle bag out of the back, then gave us another hug before he got back in the plane and fired up the engines. He blew us a kiss, then taxied out to the runway. He waved the wings at us as he took off.

“What a great guy,” Jake commented. “So hot too. Can’t wait until he and James come over for a weekend. We will wear out our cocks on that visit,” Jake added. “Let’s just hope it’s before Zach gets here or we will dry up our balls for sure.” I had to laugh.

We got hugs from all the guys when we returned and multiple questions about our trip. I gave the guys a rundown on Gramps’ condition. They all thought my presence there probably helped him. I only hoped it did. Gramps worried me, but I knew he was a tough guy, and he still had some fight left in him.

I checked in with Thad in the office, and got a big hug and kiss from him also. He asked me how Gramps was, and I gave him an update. “Glad you’re back and everything is okay so far. The liquor license transfer came through so just as soon as we get a certificate of occupancy we can sell liquor. Jordan sent over some paperwork he said you and Ken need to go through. It involves payroll reporting, business insurance when we open, city business license and a host of other permits and licenses we’re going to need to operate. Eric went through the kitchen stuff with Andy yesterday and this morning. Todd is working with them on what is going to be replaced and what stays. Eric is making a list of what we will need an electrician to check out. Todd says they can do some of the electrical work as long as it doesn’t involve running any more service into the building. He has a sub for that. I don’t mean to bury you with all this stuff. Just wanted to let you know what was going on and if there was anything you needed to take care of immediately. All in all, we’re in pretty good shape. You didn’t miss much, although we both know there’s a ton of stuff to do. Welcome back,” he said then quickly kissed me.

“I’m starting to really like your kisses, you know,” I said to him smiling, as I was going through his ‘to do’ list. “Who put order condoms on this list?” I had to ask, noticing it was at the bottom of the page.

“Who do you think? Allen, of course. Don’t know what he has planned, but he wanted to order a gross or more of condoms and two one-gallon pump bottles of lube for the dressing room. What all goes on in the dressing room?” Thad asked curiously.

“Probably more than you want to know, and definitely more than your mind wants to think about,” I said smiling back at him. Thad just shook his head.

The guys finally quit for the day. Todd wanted to show me the progress on the central bar before I joined the rest upstairs. It was really starting to look like something out of a movie, rather ornate, and extremely impressive.

“Damn, Todd, this is way better than I ever imagined. It’s going to be so cool. Hell, we’ll have all kinds of people coming in here just to see the bar and get a drink regardless if it’s a gay bar or not. Unbelievable. Can’t wait until you stain it a walnut color and apply the polyurethane to it. It could be a museum piece for that matter,” I stated in awe, as I looked over the progress.

“We installed the sinks today. Haven’t hooked them up yet, but we’ll have them functional by the end of this week. The keg cooling equipment goes in next week. After the staining and poly, we’ll hook up all the equipment needed and install the mirrors behind the liquor shelves. I can’t wait to see it completed, Josh. This is one of Chad’s and my finest accomplishments. It wasn’t that expensive to do either. It’s just 2x4’s, plywood, some molding strips, crown molding in the right places, some marble tops for the bar area, which was the most expensive part and then it didn’t matter about the mechanicals, because they’re hidden anyway. The central keg area behind the panels in the center of this baby make it real easy to change out kegs and give you a place to store them also. I tell you, the rest of the bars in town are going to be jealous. You wait and see,” Todd said excitedly. I went over and hugged him and Chad both.

“You guys are something else. Did we ever luck out meeting the two of you. I can say that in many ways. Just think it was the owner that recommended you, because your father built the place for him and you and Sonny were asshole buddies, in the literal sense, let’s not forget,” I replied. Todd shook his head.

“Yeh, well, that was before I met Chad. I have to say, I’m much better off since I met him,” Todd commented, then hugged his Chad. Made my heart warm. “Speaking of a guy that would like to get to know us better, Buzz, is dying to meet with us. I thought he was going to have a heart attack when I told him you had to go downstate to see your grandfather as he wasn’t well. He is so anxious to meet with us, he can’t stand it. I wonder if he’ll show us his cock this time. I have a feeling he’d like to, but needs the right moment. You’re good at arranging those moments, Josh. Think of something to get the ole boy naked, would you?” Todd pleaded.

“He’s your age. You work on him. Surely the two of you have a better shot at that than me. Have your own private skinny-dipping party with the guy. You know, the three of you get together, have a few beers, maybe a little wine and bingo, you’re all of a sudden naked in the pool. And what if private things get touched and enjoyed. All the merrier,” I told them.

“You make it sound so easy, but it isn’t always that way, Josh. I’ll have to think about that one. Gotta be a way. Anyway, he really wants to meet with us. He told me to call him with the first opportunity we had to talk to him. I told him I would. So when can you meet?” Todd asked with Chad anxious to hear.

“Let’s do it tomorrow. I’m anxious to get the ball rolling on this dormitory project to show Stoney we can actually produce something. Conceivably, how long will it take to complete a project like that once we give the go-ahead?” I asked curiously.

“You have to buy the land, secure permits from the city, which could take awhile. Although Buzz thinks he can fast track those. Maybe if he flashes that big cock of his, he gets someone’s attention at city hall. Who knows. I think this could almost be a two-year project, I hate to say, but it’s a big project, Josh. That’s all Chad and I will be able to do. We’ll be married to you at that point,” Todd said with a shit-eating grin. I had to smile also.

“Well, we can certainly say we’ve consummated that marriage already and in the biblical sense. Good grief. What are we becoming?” I asked shaking my head.

“Very close and tight business partners, you might say, pretty much family with all the fucking we do with each other. Although, Chad and I can both say, we’ve never had this much fun working in all our years in business. We love working everyday and partying on Saturdays. What a life this has been since we met you guys. It’s great,” Todd professed, then hugged me again. I pinched his ass this time, making him jump.

“Come on up and have a beer or two before you head out. It’s beer-thirty, I’m sure,” I told them as we walked to the stairs.
 
Damn, FT! What a chapter covering more than I can remember to comment on, while I'm trying to type, with "Animal" staring up at me!

Everything about the farm, and everyone there, and the community surrounding it (And, I'm not just talking about the village down the road.), brings back a flood of memories that I shall always cherish.

Throughout this amazing story, those parts have been my favorite (Which have proven to be difficult to choose, given everything else you've written about.), and have helped me fully realize the true depth of those experiences, that I used to take for granted, and somewhat disdain, when I was living through them. I can not thank you enough for that alone!

You've also managed to do something else with this submission that I never thought possible. I think I've made it quite clear just how much I LOVE Josh, then Jake, and if I kept trying to rank the full list of characters, that you've created for us, my comments here would be longer than one of your chapters. However ... now ... and I'm hoping I'm not going to be accused of blasphemy ... Zach has leapfrogged (perhaps literally) over Josh to take First Place!!

There! I've said it! If that means I'm going to be burned at the stake, I'll gladly melt to match my heart!

And, there is still SO much more to talk about! Butt, it's getting late, and I need to try to catch some sleep, in hopes of dreaming of all that you've so masterfully created, and shared, with all of us! Bless you, Buddy!

HUGE HUGS!! (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv2:
 
I'm like Chaz, FT. I love the trips to the farm. I can relate to jacking off in a barn loft before with my cousin. Josh is right though,as anyone would know that tried to have sex in a barn loft, in that the hay is scratchy and can be very uncomfortable, not to mention the spiders and bugs in all that stuff also. Still, the kind of fucking these guys do would be heavenly just about anywhere. Glad they used a blanket though. Josh was thinking ahead from all the experience he had growing up, no doubt. Can't wait for Jake and Josh to tangle with Tom and James. Got to have some fun there. Glad to know Gramps is better, but the long term prognosis is still inevitable at some point and time. Just be gentle on us when that happens. I'd rather use my box of tissues for cleaning up the mess my cock makes reading this story than for the tears I might have to shed for something sorrowful.

Still a fantastic story and gets more compelling with each chapter you write. Please keep writing this as I don't know what I'll do if you ever stop. I am so ingrained in these guys lives now. I feel like they're my friends and I'm going through life with them, enjoying what they enjoy. I know it's crazy, but that's what you do to us, FT. Hang in there, buddy. Am anxious for the next chapter. Write on! BC
 
Thanks for all the great comments, Chaz and BC. Chaz, I have to admit I love Zach also. He's just so homey, cuddly and lovable. I kind of think he's Josh and Jake's favorite also. Who could help but love the guy. If we only had the life these guys are living. Wow. I guess that's why this is fantasy, to replay what we wished we had if it were only possible. Glad you guys are still into this. Sometimes it scares me how much I'm into writing it. Some of the earlier chapters were difficult for me to write, but now, I can't stop my fingers as my mind races on. I hope you all continue to have fun with this. Huggs, FT.
 
Chapter 240 – Buzz’s Excitement

We all had a nice evening together, and the communal shower event was rather hot. Eric avoided any sex this time, having been satisfied getting the edge taken off. He claimed he didn’t want to get used to having male sex as he was afraid he’d like it too much and not want to be straight anymore. He teased us with that excuse anyway, only we all knew better.

Jake and I, tired from our trip, retired early knowing tomorrow would be another big day. To top it all off, I got a text from Coach, saying he was back in town and we desperately needed to get together to go over the roster. He claimed he had no idea of who any of the new guys were, and he had to get some paperwork started as they would be showing up in a couple of weeks. The pressure was beginning to build, there was no doubt about it. I had to go to Florida and finish the purchase of the Tight Jock, meet with Buzz and get that project moving somewhere, supervise the completion of CNB2 and keep that ball rolling there, with all of its moving components and things still up in the air, get the swim squad in shape and prepare for the opening week with the new guys, get in touch with James, my James and not our pilot, and arrange for his physicals of all the swim team just to mention a few of the things. We needed to get over to the City also and see if we still had a bar over there. Additionally, we needed to finish up the structure of Stoney Enterprises and merge the CNB entities into that. I left that all up to Greer and Jordan. Jordan needed more of my time professionally, but I wanted Jake and me to have some of his time physically. When could we work that in? I felt like we were running out of time, as we were adding more and more responsibility to everything we had to do. I was tense. Jake could sense it too.

Jake pulled off my briefs and threw me on the bed on my stomach, then sat his naked ass on my ass and proceeded to give me a massage. Damn, it felt great. “You know you really need to let the stress go, Josh. We can handle this. Just don’t let it all build up in your mind. We are several guys here, and each one has pledged to do their part. We don’t have to do it all,” Jake reminded me.

“Jake, you don’t know how much I’m counting on what you just said. It’s not so much the CNB2 stuff I’m concerned about, but the athletics, school, and then the Stoney Enterprises stuff also. That was a lot Stoney dumped on us. I realize he gave us a fortune and we’re set for life, but couldn’t he have waited a couple of years to let us get ourselves out of school so we can devote our full attention to all of this. This is going to be murder handling all this stuff,” I said, tensing up even more. Jake slapped my ass.

“Relax, Babe. We have this. Clear your mind and let me relax your body,” Jake whispered in my ear as he nuzzled it, making me very hard beneath me, and causing me to have to make some adjustments to my junk. “A little stimulation going on there?” he asked knowing full well what he was doing to me.

“A lot of stimulation, you could say. You know damn well what you’re doing to me, Jake. But you also know I love it too, and you, by the way,” I mentioned. He bent over and kissed the back of my neck as he kneaded my shoulders intensely. It was almost painful, but yet, so relaxing. When he moved farther down my legs to massage my ass, his cock was laying in my asscrack. He purposefully pushed his hardon down between my ass cheeks and moved it back and forth. “You are such a tease, but it’s hot. No denying that,” I moaned. I knew if I turned around to see his face he would be smiling. “You having fun are you?” I asked sarcastically.

“Oh, yeh. Lots of fun playing with you. You know it’s one of my favorite pastimes. Just can’t get enough of you, you know that,” he said still kneading my lower back now and continually poking me with the head of his hard cock.

Jake moved further down my legs and began massaging my inner thighs, buttocks and lower back. Gawd, he felt great. I felt a drip of pre-cum fall off the end of his hard cock and land on my ass cheek. I whipped a hand around and massaged his boner relieving him of a string of pre-cum hanging from his cock. I could hear him chuckle. “Like that do you?” he asked softly.

“You know I love it, Jake, almost as much as I love you. Gawd this feels so good. We need to do this more often. I should be doing you also. You’re just as tense as I am, you almost have to be,” I commented.

“Not quite as much. I know Gramps is weighing on your mind. Don’t feel guilty you aren’t there more as he wouldn’t want that. He’s proud of what you’re doing, Josh. He really is. He, in as much, told us that while we were there. Zach is taking good care of him. Zach’s being there could not have worked out any better this summer, only we both miss him. That was great being with him the last couple of days, even though the visit was way short. Down the road when your parents retire, don’t ever sell the farm if you can keep from it, Josh. I can tell how relaxed you are when we’re there. We need a spot to go when we want to get away and relax. We’ll need a refuge to get lost at for a few days now and then. That’s the perfect place to go for that. Not to mention, that’s where I lost my virginity to you, so it’s rather special to me also,” Jake said leaning over to hug me, putting his chest up against my back and caressing me as he kissed the back of my neck again, sending chills through my body. I wanted to melt below him.

“I never knew it was that special to you also, Jake. Thanks for letting me know. There is something special about the farm. Three generations of hard work, sweat and some pretty hot sex took place there. It is rather special when you think about it. Not to mention, our cum marks on the barn wall. Who else could appreciate those stains but us anyway,” I said chuckling, then felt a tongue run from the back of my balls up my taint and over my asshole, feeling the warmth and slickness of Jake’s tongue, almost taking my breath away. “Oh, Jake, the things you do to me. And I love it all.”

Jake, after teasing my asshole with his hot tongue, moved his hands down my legs and massaged my thighs more, just to taunt me, I was sure, then moved to my calves and finally my feet. Damn, his hands worked miracles on my body. Before I knew it, he was sucking on my toes. I did look around just to see that. Although somewhat strange, it felt damn good, I had to say, and somewhat sexy also for some strange reason. Jake finally finished with my feet and toes, leaving me totally relaxed at this point. He slid his body over me once more, prodding my asshole with the head of his hard cock, making me sigh even more.

“Are you going to fuck me or what?” I asked, almost hoping he’d quickly penetrate me and get on with it, as much as he had me heated up from the massage.

“No, I’m here to relax you, not excite you,” he replied.

“Well, you’ve got me damned excited is what you’ve done, but relaxed also, I have to admit. That felt great. You want me to do you?” I asked thinking it was my turn.

“No, I’m not done with you yet,” Jake insisted. “You need more work,” he said as he got off me and flipped me over on my back, my erection staring him in the face. He stroked it a couple of times and got a little taste of some pre-cum then squatted over my pelvis and let our balls rub together and began stroking our penises together. “You like that?” he asked smiling.

“You know I love everything you do to me, Jake. Everything,” I emphasized. He leaned over and kissed me, then raised up again and started massaging my shoulders and pecs, even my neck. I could feel the tension drain out of me. “You’re so wonderful,” I said sighing. He smiled down at me, our hard cocks still rubbing up against each other as he worked on my neck and shoulders. “Did I ever tell you how much I love your balls? I love the way they feel on my balls. Yours are bigger than mine and fuller. You have nice balls, Jake. I love your balls,” I remarked. Jake shook his head at me, not quite understanding what I was getting at.

“So, you like my balls better than my dick? Is that it?” he asked chiding. “My balls just kind of hang around and don’t do much other than to produce my seed for my cock to shoot into you as my cock explores your ass and sets it on fire,” he added smiling.

“You know what I mean. There are just some things that I really admire and enjoy about you physically and your balls are one thing in particular I admire. They don’t get enough attention, but they’re beautiful balls as far as balls go,” I explained. He just smiled at me. “Don’t get me wrong, I love your cock too. Hell, it’s to die for, and that goes for your whole body also. I got a boner the first night we met at the arena just looking at you. You are one hot number, Babe,” I said, then reached up to him and pulled him down to kiss me. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths for a quite a few moments. Then he broke off and went back to work on me. He eventually scooted further down so he could do my thighs from the front. He also massaged my taint, which only made me hornier, sneakily slipping a finger across my asshole just to excite me more. He was clever, but everything he was doing felt Heavenly.

“I love touching you, in case you couldn’t tell,” Jake mentioned as he was giving my body his tender loving attention. “I love every muscle in your body, your hair on your legs, your inner thighs, your perky nipples that love to be sucked,” he said, then leaned down and started sucking on my nipples, driving me crazy.

“Oh, Babe, you’re killing me. You know it too, don’t you?” I replied. He looked up and smiled, knowing full well he was teasing the shit out of me. But I was immensely enjoying his every touch.

“I love the way your hard cock curves up also. Not to mention how that feels in my ass. Damn, it’s hot, Josh. I love your treasure trail down from you naval fanning out above your sweet cock into your full pubes, then those pubes running down between your balls and inner thighs and right up your ass crack,” he said, as his fingers followed the trail he was describing. I was drooling pre-cum rather nicely at this point. Then he leaned in and kissed me, our tongues doing battle once again, an act I never wanted to end. “Then there’s your hairy legs, your shapely calves, your sweet adorable feet. Don’t forget on the backside, I love your hard, shapely butt that harbors that sweet tight asshole of yours. You don’t have a lot of ass back there, but what you have is to die for,” Jake commented as he ran his hands underneath my buns and squeezed them gently.

“You going to play with me all night or are you going to fuck me? I’m shaking here with passion. Talk about foreplay. You’ve sent me to a whole new level I’ve never been before, Jake. When do I get to play with you? There’s a whole lot of you that sends me into orbit also,” I had to tell him. He leaned down and kissed me again, running his fingers through my thick hair and caressing the back of my neck. I wanted to melt in his arms over and over.

Jake then surprised me by gently kissing my abs, gentle kisses that almost tickle you. Knowing how ticklish I was, he took great care to kiss me hard enough not to tickle me. It was a good thing or I would have squirmed all over the place. No, his kisses were gentle and caring, very intimate. I ran my fingers through his hair as he attended to me, looking up every so often and giving me a cherubic smile. Damn, I was so horny I could almost cum, and yet, he left my penis alone entirely throughout this entire massage. Leaving my abs, his tongue traveled down my treasure trail moistening the hair follicles and shaping them in a different pattern, teasing my naval. Then he ran his nose through my pubes and inhaled my man scent, his cheeks briefly brushing against my engorged penis. I was almost shaking. I finally felt his tongue encircle my tight balls up against the base of my shaft. The tip of his tongue encircled each testicle one at a time, then wiped over my ball sac and down over my taint, wetting the hairs on my taint, causing me to quiver. Jake looked up and gave me a shit eating smile. Finally, his tongue ran up my taint, over my ball sack and up the bottom of my penis shaft, then up to the head of my penis and encircled the glans with just the tip of his tongue. I wanted to bury my cock deep in his mouth, but it was his game, and I was on the receiving end. Noting how my pre-cum was pooling in my piss slit and running down the side of my cock, Jake took the underside of his tongue and dabbed my piss slit, lifting it up to form a string of pre-cum between his tongue and my piss slit. Then he took a finger and ran it through the string and fed some to me. Then he ran his tongue over the head of my cock and got the rest of what I was oozing, careful not to engulf my cock at this point. He moved in and kissed me again, sharing some of my pre-cum with me in an intimate kiss. I grabbed his head and kissed him fiercely, driving my tongue deep into his mouth, sucking on his upper lip and then his chin, moving back and forth all over his face, I was so excited at this point.

Jake broke me off and continued back down my chest, sucking on my nipples again as he moved south. This time he gave his full attention to my cock after running his nose through my pubes again. He told me the scent of my pubes was intoxicating. I reminded him his smelled just as good if not better. Then I felt his hot moist lips engulf just the head of my penis, with a tongue swipe over the tip. I swear I could have cum at that moment. His tongue finally found its way down my ridged shaft, encircling my tight balls again then up one side of my penis back to the head. Jake was making love to my penis with his mouth and tongue, driving me absolutely insane. Then out of the blue he deep throated my cock all the way down to my balls. My 7.5” cock made that a little difficult to do and Jake was pretty decent at it, but this time he went for the gold and got it. My back arched and my hips raised as he buried my cock deep in his throat, taking the last ounce of breath away I had.

“FUCK! Oh, Jake. Oh my gawd, Jake. You’re killing me, but I love it. FUCK! Okay, wow that was intense. Took my breath away. Shit, Babe, that was awesome,” was all I could say when I regained enough breath in my body to utter those words.

“You like that?” he asked, knowing full well he sent me to outer space and back.

“Fuck yeh. I loved it. Don’t know how you did that, but damn, it was hot. Whew!” I said still shaking from the excitement. Then he did it again causing me to beat the mattress with my hands, my body writhing from the intense sensation of my cock buried in his throat. He finally came off of me to get his breath. Kind of hard to breathe with a cock buried in your throat down past your tonsils. “Okay, enough of this. I’m about to cum and I want that cock of yours in my mouth. If we’re going to suck dick, I get to suck yours also. I need to do it now because another one of those and I’m gonna unload in your stomach, Babe. Good grief, that was intense!” I stammered. Jake just smiled at me.

Jake got above me, spreading his legs apart to lower his pre-cum leaking cock down to my face. I grabbed his ass from above him and forced him down to me, taking his cock as deep into my mouth as I could get him, then pulling on his ridged cock and dragging his balls all over my face, sucking on each one of them. I wanted to devour his manhood, every piece of it, balls, cock, taint, asshole, hell, I wanted it all and I wanted it now. I was all over his junk sucking and licking, going back and forth. I even wet my finger and drove it into his asshole, causing him to arch his back and damn near unload in my mouth. I could taste the pre-cum change in taste from pure pre-cum to a saltier taste indicating he was about there. I came off his cock and attended to his balls again. Jake loved to have his balls sucked. That was one thing I was well aware of. My nipples were sensitive and always did a number on my cock, but Jake’s balls were sensitive to him and always did a number on him. With one gonad deep in my mouth and me tugging on it, he raised up and pulled it out of my mouth.

“Almost had me there, Josh. Careful, you know how sensitive my boys are down there. Shit, that was intense,” he managed to say. I had to smile at that comment after the torture he was giving me. I went back to sucking on his cock, but he soon stopped me there also.

Jake had me rolled up in a ball torturing my asshole with his tongue after deciding he better let my cock alone or get a mouthful of cum. Damn, he was intense. I was shaking all over and began jerking his cock like crazy as I sucked on the end of his cock, as if I was milking the boy, begging him to give up his man milk. That did something to him because he buried my cock deep in his throat once more, as his hips shook above me. My floodgates opened up, and I felt my body give up my seed, my body spasming violently as it did. Jake couldn’t hold back anymore either. I felt his warm man milk flood my mouth, overflowing onto my cheeks and running down my neck. We both finally quit shaking, but neither one of us gave up each other’s cock, both still buried in one another’s mouth, almost frozen there. Finally, the intensity subsided, and we both swallowed what we could of each other’s intimate fluids, falling almost limp. Jake raised up, pulling his cock out of my mouth and mine slipping from his. He turned around and laid on top of me, our wilting cum coated cocks and balls pressed together. Then, he kissed me so intensely, I thought I was going to cum again. Finally, he rolled over to my side, but continued to caress me.

“Damn, Jake, for a blow job, that was pretty damned intense. Gawd, you’re the greatest,” I muttered.

“That’s because I have you, Josh. You’re the greatest to me. Thank God we have each other to love like we do. I can never get enough of you or make love long enough to you. The sex we have with others is good, but the sex we have between each other is over the top. You never cease to excite me, Josh. I can’t love you enough,” Jake told me lovingly.

“Oh, Jake. I feel the same way. Nothing else is like what we have together. I can’t believe tonight. That was way beyond awesome and we never had intercourse. Shit, we just literally blew each other’s minds and bodies. Awesome, that’s the only word to describe it other than beautiful too. Damn, I love you, Jake,” I said, pulling him to me and smothering him with cum kisses. We embraced each other for another ten minutes or so, basking in our intense feelings of love for one another.

“Wanna rinse off our jizz?” Jake asked.

“Probably should,” I replied. We got up and Jake held my hand leading me naked to the shower. Dustin and Erin were still up and saw us.

“Looks like someone had fun tonight. You should have invited us. We miss you guys too,” Erin exclaimed.

“Just Jake and I tonight, boys. It was wonderful too, let me tell you,” I commented. I could tell by the look on Erin’s face he knew what I was talking about. He gave me a cute admiring smile.

Cleaned up and totally satisfied sexually, Jake and I snuggled up against one another and fell fast asleep.

When Todd and Chad showed up for coffee the next morning, Todd asked me again if we could meet with Buzz. I looked at Jake and he looked at me. I told him we should meet with him this morning sometime, and, if that didn’t work, I wasn’t sure when we’d be able to as the rest of the week was pretty full, even though I had no idea what the rest of the week would bring. Todd told us if that was the only shot we had, he was sure Buzz would make it work. At least we could put that meeting behind us, I had to think. At that, we all headed down to work.

I got another text from Coach desperate to get together to go over the swim roster. I texted him about this afternoon. He said that was excellent. He would be home anytime after 1:00. I asked him about meeting him at his office. He texted me that he wouldn’t be there today and all his stuff was at his house anyway. He texted me the address, even though I had been there already for the memorable swim party last year. I had a funny feeling this was a setup, but if it was, I was going to use it to my advantage. Afterall, I needed an edge over Dawson and this was one way I could get what I needed. Besides, Coach was kind of hot looking anyway. Might as well make him beholding to me if that was what it took.

I told Jake not to get too dirty working with the guy as we were going to meet Buzz at 9:30, the time Chad informed me Buzz would be ready for us. Jake smiled and tickled my ass. I still had extremely fond memories of the sex we had the night before. That was earth shattering in my book.

As I went back to the office, Eric asked me if he could disappear for a couple of hours this afternoon as he had to secure an apartment for he and his family and needed to get that nailed down before they all disappeared when the students came back. I told him he might be too late already, but he said he had an agent that had been looking and had secured three apartments for him to look at that were available in his price range and still not leased. I told him to jump on one of them quickly. He agreed and gave me a quick hug, warming my heart.

Thad was busy at the computer setting up deliveries for some of the kitchen equipment that Todd told him was coming. Thad was becoming a big help in that area. He gave me a big smile. “You look chipper this morning, Thad. Must have gotten some boy ass last night,” I teased. He gave me a big smile.

“I did, as a matter of fact. It’s pretty much a nightly thing. Can’t say I don’t like it,” he admitted. I smiled at him.

“My, haven’t we come a long way in a short period of time,” I teased. “You always on top or have you bottomed for Trent yet? I guess it’s really none of my business when I think about it. You don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to, Thad,” I told him.

“I don’t mind telling you everything, Josh. Afterall, you’re the one that got me into all of this. I consider you my mentor when it comes to male sex,” Thad replied. I cocked my head at that one. “Actually, Trent prefers to bottom so I haven’t pushed it. I guess I like to top, unless it’s with you. I did enjoy all the guys the night of my initiation. I think my ass is still recovering from that somewhat, but it was great sharing the intimacy with each one. I have a greater appreciation for all the guys now. I think Trent was jealous as he told me I had all of you and he’d only been fucked by a few of you. I’m sure he’ll work his way through the rest of the guys at some point in time,” Thad surmised. “I did want to ask you about rimming. How do you do that actually? I think I’d like to do it. I know it feels fantastic when you did it to me, but I’m having a hard time getting over putting my tongue on a guy’s asshole. I get a little hung up there, if you know what I mean,” Thad remarked.

“It took a little getting over putting your mouth on another guy’s penis, Thad. You had hangups over that originally, and now it’s all second nature to you, right?” I asked.

“Yeh, you’re right. Just didn’t see the point of sticking a guy’s penis in my mouth, but I like having it done to me, and, now, I kind of like doing it to Trent, and I’d like to do it to you more often if we ever got the chance,” Thad replied. I raised my eyebrows.

“Oral sex is great, Thad. I swear Jake took me to the moon and back last night performing oral sex. We never had intercourse and the whole foreplay and oral lasted a long time. I thought I shot my brains out of my cock when I finally came. It was blissful to say the least,” I exclaimed.

“Really? Wow, that’s awesome. You need to show me that stuff sometime. I want to do more, but just not sure what all to do. Trent licks my asshole and it feels so damned good, but I haven’t really been able to do that just yet, and a part of me wants to,” Thad explained.

“Just make sure everything is clean, Thad. Once that’s done, it’s like licking any other piece of skin, like an arm or neck or shoulder. It’s just skin, not any worse than licking a cock. When you get comfortable with licking the outer edges, go for broke and drive your tongue as deeply into Trent’s hole as you can. I promise that will set him on fire. His ass will beg for your load after that. Some of the greatest sex is in foreplay, and not the actual ejaculation event. Obviously, ejaculation is the climax of what you’ve been sharing together for as long as you were fooling around with each other, but the events leading up to it actually determine how intense that climax can really be. Take the time to enjoy the foreplay, is all I’m saying. A quick fuck is nice, but a long drawn out foreplay will make that climax earth shattering. Just try to arouse one another for as long as you can without ejaculating. I swear, when you finally do, it will literally blow your mind, and drain your balls all at the same time. Trust me on that one,” I explained. Thad grabbed me and hugged me, then quickly kissed me on the lips. “One other thing, Thad. Kissing is extremely important and pleasurable. I know you know how to kiss as that was one thing you enjoyed right off the bat when you weren’t sure you could even consider doing anything else. Kiss Trent all over his body. Obviously, kiss his lips and I mean passionately, like this,” I said, then grabbed his head in my hands and brought him in for a kiss. I really did a number on him, starting with some simple kissing at the beginning, then giving him some tongue, then graduating to a full out ‘suck his tongue out of his head’ and ‘stick your tongue down his throat’ type kissing. When we finished, he didn’t want to stop. He was all hot and bothered. I could feel his boner up against me. Hell, even I got excited demonstrating to him how to really get into kissing. We started rubbing hardons through our shorts and we got more intense with the kissing. I moved down his neck, then pulled up his t-shirt and sucked on his nipples, then down to his naval and on to his treasure trail, stopping at the waistband of his shorts. He was breathing heavily, his cock begging for its freedom from his shorts to be launched into my mouth. He was so eager. I rose back up to him and kissed him quickly on the lips one more time. “See what kissing can do?”

“Josh, you can’t stop now. You’ve got me all hot. We can’t stop. I almost came, it was so intense,” he said almost breathless. I hugged him tightly.

“I didn’t mean to tease you like that. It wasn’t meant to be mean. I just wanted to show you how a simple thing as kissing could have such an impact on sharing intimacy. We didn’t suck each other’s cocks. Well, I guess we certainly felt each other’s boners through our shorts, but there was no oral sex on any sex organs, yet, what we did was extremely intimate and intense, would you agree?” I asked.

“Damn intense. I don’t want to stop,” he said pleading to continue. I hugged him again.

“I have to go to a meeting shortly and I need a flaccid penis for that occasion to avoid certain embarrassment. Try that on Trent tonight. That, and eat his asshole like there was no tomorrow. Put all the passion you put into kissing into eating his hole. I swear, he’ll be your sex slave for life,” I assured him.

“I swear, I’d rather be your sex slave for life,” Thad replied. I had to chuckle. I patted his ass and told him he was a major catch if Trent didn’t appreciate his efforts, but I was sure he would. He hugged me tightly one more time, then I headed out, once I got my willie under control.

Jake, Todd, Chad and I headed out to Buzz’s office about 15 minutes before the designated meeting time. It didn’t take all that long to walk downtown to his office, but I could tell Todd was anxious to get going. I guess if I was looking at the largest project I I thought would ever happen in my lifetime, one far bigger than anything he had ever dreamed of doing, I might be a little excited also. I was just hoping these guys really knew what they were doing, as all of this was out of my realm of knowledge at this time. I had Greer and Jordan for the legal side of all of this, and I had the upmost confidence they would keep us straight there, but construction methods and design were not my areas of expertise. I was a little anxious on the way over there, thinking possibly this might be the day we really set out to launch this project. Jake could tell I was a little nervous.

We lagged behind Todd and Chad a little, discussing the parameters for club membership should we make the CNB’s a club and not just a bar. Todd and Chad were discussing the building project ahead of us. “You okay?” Jake asked me, sensing my every feeling at almost any time, we had grown so close.

“Yes, but a little nervous about this meeting. I get the sense, Buzz is excited this is going to work and wants to put everything into motion. Jake, there’s just so much stuff to think about and we’re so young and uneducated in these areas. I mean we did fine with the bar and I think #2 will be fine, especially after what we’ve learned from #1 and the Lubed Hole, but this major construction thing with millions of dollars at stake, while it seems feasible, what if we fuck it up. I have to admit to you at least, this scares the bejebers out of me,” I confided.

“Do I need to relax you like I did last night? Is that what you need right now?” he asked smiling.

“Oh, Jake, that was so wonderful last night. I still pop a boner just thinking about it. You went all out, Babe. You pulled out all the stops on that one. You relaxed me alright, but now we’re talking about spending millions on a building. I have to admit, that has my dick tied up in a knot just thinking about the downside of this if we fail,” I replied.

“We’re not going to fail. There’s still a lot more research we have to do before we blow out our balls, Josh. We haven’t even put an offer in on the property yet. Hell, we don’t even know what the real cost of it could be at this point. Still a lot more to find out before we pull any kind of trigger. We’re good, Babe. We got this,” Jake assured me. I wanted to hug him in the worst way. He put his arm around my shoulder and gave me a bro hug as we walked on.

We showed up at Buzz’s office about 10 minutes early. Buzz’s sister was happy to see us again and ushered us to Buzz’s conference table, then brought us each a bottle of water. She said Buzz would be right back as he stepped out to go down the hall to the men’s room. “Come to think of it, I could use that also,” Todd remarked and got directions. I gave him an odd smile. I knew he was hoping to catch Buzz in a compromising position. I got a cute little smile back. A few minutes later both Todd and Buzz returned chuckling about something. I could only imagine. Buzz gave us all bro hugs and seemed excited.

“You guys have fun in the restroom together?” I had to ask just to see what kind of reaction I got from them.

“Todd is a character, but I’m sure you guys already know that. He was having a little zipper problem, but we finally got him fixed. Had him practically buck naked to get it fixed. We laughed about what people would think if they walked in on us. We got to laughing so much, I’m sure anyone that might have come in would have thought something crazy was going on. It was crazy, but it was all innocent,” Buzz explained as he and Todd continued to chuckle.

“Yeh, got to get rid of these khakis with the defective zipper. Don’t want that to happen again. But Buzz came to my rescue. I owe him one for that. Things got a little up close and personal, you might say, but Buzz took it like a champ,” Todd exclaimed. Jake, Chad and I were totally curious as to what Todd did.

“Well, don’t say it that way. Sounds like I took something I shouldn’t have in a place we don’t want to talk about,” Buzz replied still smiling.

“Sorry, I guess I should have said you suffered through it all to help me out,” Todd replied.

“Ah, that didn’t come out the right way either. Let’s just say I swallowed my pride and helped you out with a mechanical failure,” Buzz said, trying to clarify.

“You helped him out and swallowed?” Chad asked, keeping the joke going.

“I’m not doing my self any favors here am I?” Buzz replied. “Let’s just move on. Lord help me.”

“Sounds to me like Todd needs to return the favor,” Chad added.

“Moving on,” Buzz said, blushing with embarrassment. “You do have a big dick, though, Todd. That, I couldn’t help but notice. Maybe all that down there was part of the mechanical failure,” Buzz said as if it just hit him.

“Oh, there’s no mechanical failure involving my dick. It works just fine and often. And it seems to me, the last time I saw your cock, I’d say we were pretty well matched. Guess we’re going to have to have an old fashion dick measuring contest,” Todd chided. Buzz rolled his eyes.

“How did we get stuck on dicks and all this stuff when we need to concentrate on this building. You guys are crazy, but crazy fun. I haven’t had this much fun since I went into business several years ago. You guys are going to corrupt me if I work with you very long. I can see that coming,” Buzz exclaimed.

“You’ll see a lot more than that if you hang around us long enough, Buzz,” I jumped in and chided. Buzz just shook his head in wonderment.

“You guys are crazy, but fun. Now, down to business, please. I’m so excited with what I have to show you,” he said as he passed out a prepared booklet he put together.

“Does that excitement for what you have to show us involve showing us your big cock? I mean if you’re going to show us your excited boner, well, then we can whip the two out and measure them right here,” Todd offered. Buzz cracked up.

“One of these days, I’m going to take you up on that, but that’s not what I wanted to show you today,” he replied. Todd told Chad to make a note of the promise as we were going to hold him to it.

“Okay, while we’re still sane, I have included just about everything you need to know in this binder, that was professionally done, by the way, and I have to thank my sister for preparing these as she did a great job putting them altogether. If you open it up to the last section, you’ll see an index of where you can find just about everything in this proposal. You have a table of contents in the beginning, but the index is really the heart of it all, as you might know. I have tabs dividing this into different sections. The first section is the design proposal, from the outside of the building to the common areas on the first few floors, mostly the ones below ground and the lobby at ground level, including security for the building. The second tab includes all the floor layouts with the various types of suites you guys proposed having. All the dimensions are in for the rooms, suites, common areas on each floor, elevator configurations, ice machines, vending areas by the elevators, fire escapes stairways, the whole layout. You’ll notice there are three different types of suites on each level. This makes everything line up from the top of the building to the second floor. That’s important for plumbing, HVAC, electrical, sprinkler systems, virtually everything that goes into the mechanicals of the suites. Note, that section is the largest as all the suite designs are in there and broken down in smaller sections also so you can see the exact dimensions for each layout and how many of each suite are on each floor. I put all three on each floor so they would all line up from floor to floor as I explained to minimize the cost. I know this handout is rather thick, but, guys, everything’s there for you. The next tab breaks down the initial costs of the building shell, then the buildout price for each suite. That will allow you to figure out what you need to lease each suite configuration for. I’ll tell you, the most economical configuration, and one I think you’ll beat the dorms all to hell with, is the 8 man suite with your super shower configuration. The cost per student on an annual basis goes way down because of the occupancy per square foot. The private suites with their own bathrooms are obviously the most expensive,” Buzz stated.

I looked at the shell cost of the building, the amenities centers and public areas that were detailed. Initially, it shocked me as we were in the millions already. Then I looked at the buildout costs for the suites and finally the final estimated turnkey cost. Buzz could read my face. “Josh, you look a little shocked,” he said reading me.

“Uh, well, I wasn’t sure what this would cost, but I guess we have a good idea, or close to it finally,” I said somewhat apprehensive.

“Actually, based on what I think you’ll be able to rent the suites for and operate the building, which you’ll note, I gave you an estimated operating cost for operating the building on a monthly basis in the next tab, I think it’s a strong go. You’ll need to consult your marketing guy about what he thinks the occupancy rate could be for this type of setup, but it makes my dick hard just thinking about it,” Buzz said as kind of a slip of the tongue. Todd reached over and groped him, making him jump.

“This isn’t going to be much of a contest if your dick is hard, as I didn’t feel much there, Buzz,” Todd said shaking his head.

“Figure of speech, Todd. Good grief. I have plenty to show you if it ever gets angry, trust me,” Buzz retorted.

“One can only hope, Buzz. One can only hope,” Todd replied. “How did you figure the construction and materials cost?” Todd asked getting serious once again.

“My design software allows for that on a square footage basis. It takes into consideration the elevation of the building, which in this case is 8 floors of suites, with one main ground floor and then three sub-levels, giving us a total of 12 levels to construct and operate. Materials are figured on the high side of usual and customary, taking into consideration the location, for transportation to the job site from manufacturing facilities, such as steel girders, concrete, glass, all the materials you’ll need for the job. I have another binder for you and Chad for the materials you’ll need. This is just an overview, but if you decide to go ahead with the plan, then I’ll give you a detailed breakdown of everything and you can decide if the pricing is high, low or spot on. I usually err on the high side, so I feel comfortable stating this is the most it would cost,” Buzz stated. Todd and Chad looked through the summary report Buzz had put together and thought he was probably on the high side, but then reminded us that concrete was continually changing and steel girders also increased from time to time, although he said you could lock those prices in with a purchase order. He told us he built in a 6% contingency costs to absorb future price increases.

“Damn, Buzz, this is thorough. What about zoning and the land? Are we good to go there?” Todd asked.

“Yes, no problem with zoning and I’m sure the landowner would be happy to dump the property, as it’s been on the market for several years with no takers, mainly because no one decided to develop it like we did. The land development almost makes a normal level use of this property prohibitive. We, on the other hand, found a way to skirt that cost by building the land into the design,” Buzz assured us.

“This enough to go on to decide if you want to proceed, Josh, Jake?” Todd asked seriously.

“I need to talk to Bawls and let him know what our lease costs will be and let him configure that into his report and see if this thing can fly if we market it. Wouldn’t do us any good have a beautiful new dormitory if no one could afford to live in it,” I exclaimed.

“Josh, I looked at Uni’s website and got the housing costs they offer in their dorms, which, by the way, most were built 20 to 30 years ago. We come in under those costs with tons of available options compared to their minimal amount of options. And ours will be completely new and modern. Like I said, my dick got hard just thinking about it and I haven’t had that feeling in a long time,” Buzz professed. Todd tried to take another swipe at his crotch, but Buzz caught his hand and kept him from it, chuckling. “Damn, boy, you are persistent. You just wait until I flop the big boy out and put it up against yours,” Buzz teased.

“You going to kiss me first?” Todd asked teasingly. Buzz cracked up.

“One other thing, while I think about it. The very last section of the binder I gave you is the furnishings cost, the beds, chests, desks, all the moveable stuff you’ll need to furnish the suites. You guys can look through and see if these meet your preferences. If you want better, I have catalogs of this stuff, but this looked to me to be sharp, reasonably priced and very durable and long lasting. You can decide, but at least it gets us in the ballpark. Also, I gave you an idea of how much to charge per square foot on leases for the convenience store and cafeteria which you should lease out to Marriott or other companies that do that type of business,” Buzz stated.

“Damn, Buzz, you must not have slept for the past several weeks putting all this together,” I exclaimed. Buzz smiled.

“Hell, he didn’t even have time to jack off with all this work. You must have a bad case of the blue balls, buddy,” Todd teased.

“Who has time for sex when you have a masterpiece like this to work on. This is my love, guys. I live for this stuff. This is like the most exciting project in my entire career. Other architects dream of projects like this. If we can pull this off, it’s a major recognition for me. My career can take off finally. I can’t tell you how excited I really am about all of this. It gives me goosebumps at times, just thinking about it,” Buzz exclaimed. “Tell, me, guys. Are we good to go on this?” he asked, seriously wanting an answer.

“Based on what you’ve shown us, if we can secure the land, contingent upon getting our plans approved and a building permit, and Todd and Chad can handle the construction and you as the architect of record, I think Jake and I are sold on doing it. I’ll discuss this with our other partners, but they’re pretty much the legal arm of the company and have been given strict instructions to take care of the legal and admin areas of the company, but follow Jake’s and my lead. Jake and I really like it and think it makes sense,” I said causing Buzz to jump to his feet and drag me out of my chair to hug me tightly. I have to say, I liked his hug immensely. And, I kind of thought I felt a little stiffness in his groin, but that might just have been my imagination, who knows.

Buzz immediately hugged Jake also after he finished long hug with me. “Gees, Buzz, I kind of liked that. We could have had this thing settled weeks ago had you hugged me like that before now,” I teased. He hugged me again for that, chuckling.

“Damn, I would have done more than that, it that’s all it took to get a building out of you,” Buzz stated.

“Hey don’t sell yourself too cheap,” I warned, making him laugh.

“Don’t we get a hug?” Todd asked, wanting a hug also, as did Chad. Todd felt Buzz’s ass as he was hugged. Buzz just laughed it off.

“Guys, this is a BIG fucking deal, pardon my language. But it is, I swear. I am overjoyed. Tell you what, you get with your marketing guy and then meet with your other partners and then we’ll all get drunk together. Damn, this is great news,” Buzz said all excited.

“Good, we keep you excited and get enough booze in you and we can have that dick measuring contest,” Todd said proudly.

“Todd, hell, I’d suck your cock for a deal like this,” Buzz said excitedly, and then caught himself. “Well, not literally, but figuratively. You know what I mean. It’s a figure of speech,” he added.

“We do things, literally, Buzz, so sharpen up your sucking skills as you have four guys to suck off for this project,” Todd advised him. Buzz looked a little embarrassed.

“Hey, whatever it takes,” Buzz said sheepishly. I patted him on the back, and told him he was good, relieving him somewhat.

“I need to know who owns the land and how we need to go about setting up negotiations with them for the property,” I told Buzz.

“I have all the information right here. It’s owned by an estate of someone, but managed by a property management company here in town. The guy you want to talk to is Bill Atchison, nice guy, early 30’s, very reasonable guy to work with. I’ve done some work for them in the past as far as reviewing plans for the city and zoning requirements on some other properties they manage. You’ll find they’re easy to work with. Josh, it’s ten acres of land altogether. The lower part down by the stream is virtually unusable. Bill told me that himself when he was complaining about the owner putting pressure on him to get it sold. Asking price is $750,000 as it’s zoned for multi-use, perfect for what we need. No problem with the city to develop it for what we want. I honestly think you could get it for no more than $500,000, but that’s my opinion. I’ll leave the negotiations up to you. Just for the record, in my analysis, I figured $750,000 so anything less than that is already a savings from the cost configuration I gave you today,” Buzz explained.

“I’ll give this Bill guy a call and see if I can get a meeting set up with him once I meet with our marketing analyst to see if all this works and we see if this is something that will market well and we can attract enough occupancy to make it work,” I replied.

“Cool. Okay, that’s about all I had to offer. You can see why I was so excited and wanted a meeting as soon as possible. I have a few more things to put together, but once you give me the go ahead, it’s balls to the wall and we can rock and roll,” Buzz said excitedly.

“I think we need to have some drinks and celebrate sometime soon,” I told them all.

“Sounds good to me. I like working with you guys. Hanging out and having some fun together would be great. I don’t have many friends to do that with. Most of my friends are married and have families now. Being single, you kind of get left out of things, unless I hang with my sister and her family. You guys are all single, which is great. Could be some fun to have a few drinks and get to know one another better,” Buzz exclaimed. We told him we couldn’t agree more.

Getting up to leave, Buzz excitedly gave us all another hug. I kind of forgot who we were talking to and kissed him on the cheek when he hugged me. It kind of surprised us both, but he just smiled and said that felt kind of nice. He felt closer to us all. Todd patted him on the ass as he got hugged and teasingly told him his ass felt rather nice. Buzz laughed and told him he was certifiably crazy. I promised to get back to him soon, but if he ever wanted to come over and shower with us to check out our shower, he was more than welcome. He smiled and said he wouldn’t mind doing that sometime just to see if it measured up to our boasting.

We told his sister goodbye on the way out and to get ready for an onslaught of business. She said she was more than ready and Buzz had never been so excited in all his life. She said it was great to see him so excited about something again. Wasn’t sure what that meant, but it was interesting to hear.

On the way back to the bar, we asked Todd to fill us in on what happened in the bathroom. He started laughing. “I was just having some fun with our buddy, Buzz. I happened to be going commando today and dropped my khakis to take a piss in the urinal beside Buzz. They had those damned dividers in the restroom though so I knew I had to do something to get his attention. These khakis I’m wearing have a trick zipper. It appears to get stuck if you aren’t familiar with it. I can turn it a certain way and make it work, but someone else wouldn’t know how. Anyway, I faked it sticking and couldn’t get it zipped up, and had my willie and balls hanging out all over the place in full view. Buzz was so concerned I was going to catch my balls in the zipper, he was trying to help me. Well, needless to say, I had my dick flopping all over and balls too, trying to get the damned zipper up. Even Buzz tried to zip me up, getting his hand on my dick and balls as he did. We were both laughing so hard in the end, it was all so comical. He was so concerned someone else was going to come in and think we had something inappropriate going on. I told him if that happened, I’d have to kiss him. Then we really started laughing. I finally did my little trick with the zipper and got it up. Buzz was greatly relieved we got it to work. Kind of a stupid little stunt, but none of that intimate touching seemed to bother him, so either he might be interested or he’s totally oblivious to male sex. Time will tell, but we got a start anyway. Now we have to get him in your shower sometime or have him attend one of our skinny-dipping parties. Not sure if he’d be game for that just yet, but maybe, in time, we’ll get there. I know he has a big cock. I just know he does,” Todd exclaimed. We were all laughing at his shenanigans.

“Looks like someone else is waking up and learning how to seduce others,” I commented.

“Yeh, just be careful about that,” Chad warned. “Wouldn’t want to hit up the wrong guy and get ourselves in trouble.”

“I think Buzz is cool. Besides, he’s got a lot riding on this whole project and he can’t wait to dive into it,” Todd replied.

“Yes, but let’s not coerce him into anything he’s not comfortable with,” Chad warned. I had to agree.

“It’s going to be all his decision, not any of ours,” Todd replied.

I got a call from Jordan after I got back to the office. He asked me how my grandfather was and said he was terribly sorry to hear he wasn’t doing well. I thanked him for his thoughtfulness. He told me he had everything pretty much in place for the purchase of the Tight Jock bar in Ft. Lauderdale, but the timing was up to me. I asked him when he’d be available to go down there. He said he only needed a couple of days’ notice and he’d clear his calendar at the firm and we’d go. He suggested that we leave some morning, sign all the paperwork with the owners, Jerry and Chad that afternoon, set up the software for a change over the next morning, and then first thing the next morning, when the bar was closed, take the inventory and flip the switch and change everything over. We could fly back that afternoon if we were comfortable we had everything set up and ready to go. I told him that sounded like a plan. All we needed to do was to pick out two days and go. I told Jordan, I would get in touch with Jason and have him talk to Jerry about what worked for them. Possibly a Sunday morning for a changeover might be the best day for the conversion, having finished out a whole week accounting wise. Jordan agreed and it wouldn’t interfere with anything he had going on at the firm. He said I also needed to stop by and sign all the paperwork for the conversion of the Lubed Hole bar to the new Stoney Enterprises. He said any evening would be fine, just to let him know. I told him he had to be wearing his red bikini briefs when that happened. He just laughed, and told me I was impossible.

I called the number for Bill Atchison, Buzz had given me. I got his admin assistant who said he was unavailable at the moment and asked me what this was in regard to. I told her I was interested in purchasing the 10 acre property they had for sale. Unbelievably, Bill was all of a sudden available. We had a short chat as I introduced myself. He said he was absolutely interested in talking to me right away. I set up an appointment for 10:00 the next morning. He gave me the address of his office, which was downtown in another office building not far from Buzz’s. I told him I was most interested in meeting him. He said he was even more interested. He sounded very professional on the phone.

Looking at the time, I had just enough time to choke down some lunch and head over to Coach’s house to work on the roster. Half of me was looking forward to this and half of me was somewhat apprehensive about it. I needed to get his take on Dawson for one thing, but I wasn’t sure what that was going to cost me in end.
 
Another brilliant episode and an intriguing cliff hanger! Thanks;)
 
Buzz seems to be a blast ... can Josh keep up with everything?? Worried as he is about all he has to do ... including keeping all his special people happy while seemimgly taking on even more ... ah! to be young again! Thanks!
 
No matter how much stuff Jake and Josh are involved with, it's nice to see they have time for each other and care so much for one another. The massage Jake gave Josh was beautiful and hot. Such love and passion between the two. Buzz is definitely changing from strictly business to enjoying his new team. He's excited about a big major project, and at the same time has some business clients that are starting to be fun, changing his hum drum business life into something enjoyable for once it seems. Todd's little prank was crazy and well orchestrated. He's becoming a lot like Josh when it comes to seducing others. The question is can Todd turn Buzz, or at least have some fun with him. Buzz did make the statement he's suck them all off if they got this deal put together, then thought about what he just said. Was that a slip of the tongue or was he excited enough to really do it. I'm sure Todd will remind him of it. Josh now has a name associated with the land. I can't imagine what negotiating tactics he'll use on that guy. Look out, is all I can say. Another great chapter, FT. We can't get enough of them. Keep them coming. There is so much going on to be resolved and enjoyed. Keep typing. This just keeps getting better with every chapter. We love it, buddy. BC
 
Thanks for your comments, Autolycus, Friend and always, BC. i appreciate the comments as always. Wanted to get this next chapter out to you right away. Am getting too far ahead again and need to shoot these to you more often to catch up. Have fun reading. Huggs, FT
 
Chapter 241 – A Afternoon Meeting With Coach

I was reveling in my mind Buzz’s excitement about the dormitory building on my way over to Coach’s house, not wanting to think about what all I was getting myself into meeting Coach at his house. I felt I had an upper hand on the Coach meeting for the fact he owed me for hooking him up in San Diego. Surely, he was grateful for that encounter. Had I not talked to Roman, the hot dancer/bartender porn star in San Diego, and asked him to do a number on Coach’s ass, he would have never got even a ‘hello’ out of Roman. For that, Coach surely had to be grateful.

I pulled up in Coach’s driveway, and made my way to his front door. I could hear some music playing like it was coming from his backyard by his pool. Ringing the doorbell, it took Coach a few moments to get to the door. He met me wearing only his Speedo of all things. “Hey, Josh,” he said as he opened the door and gave me a quick hug pressing his naked chest up against me. “I’m out by the pool. Come on out. I have all stuff out there,” he said as I followed him out to the backyard pool area. He sat me down at a patio table and asked me if I wanted anything to drink. He had a pitcher of ice tea there. I told him that looked better than anything else. He poured me a glass over ice. “Take your shirt off and relax. It’s nice out here today, especially in the shade. I took my t-shirt off and hung it over an empty chair. He sat me down beside him.

“When’d you get back from San Diego?” I asked him.

“Got back a couple of days ago. Damn, that was fun out there, Josh. Some great fun. I stayed with some friends I’ve known for several years, guys I met out there a few years ago and got to know well. They’ve actually been here a couple of times also. Great guys and some fun times. I really didn’t plan on staying as long as I did, but we just had so much fun. That Black’s beach out there is to die for,” he said, apparently hiding nothing from me anymore, as if we had come out to one another already, so what was the point. “You can see, I’m tan all over, he said as he pulled out the front of his bikini Speedos and gave me a full view of his pubes and tanned cock. He was tanned all over, no doubt about that.

“Hope you didn’t sunburn any of the important parts,” I said chuckling.

“The first couple of days were hell, but then I got some color and things got better. Was hell on my sex life for a couple of days. You’d think as many times as I’ve been out there, I would’ve learned, but it’s all so exciting to run around naked on the beach, letting your cock and balls free to hang out. Damn, that’s such a feeling of freedom,” he said excitedly.

“I actually got to spend a few hours there one afternoon with a business associate, and, yes, I know what you mean. It was a great thrill. No one had any inhibitions. It was a great feeling actually. I really enjoyed it. I actually got to meet the owners of the Lubed Hole there at the beach,” I commented.

“Josh, tell me all about the Lubed Hole thing. You say you own part of that?” Coach asked in amazement.

“Uh, yeh. It was kind of a shock to me also. Jake and I, you may have met my boyfriend, I’m not sure, but he and I are part of a venture capital company that we kind of got thrown into by a mutual friend that I was with. He’s putting all his assets into a trust to feed a venture capital company that he named three of us partners in. Believe it or not, I got named CEO and Jake is the COO. We have another partner that is the chief legal counsel and CFO. Then we have kind of a minority partner that is assistant legal counsel, an attorney that’s here at Uni. The Chairman was the one that put all the capital into the company. He’s only in his mid-thirties, but wants to let us do our thing and just stand back and mentor us. I know it sounds crazy, but that’s what it is. I still have to pinch myself every so often to make sure I’m not dreaming. Anyway, I was shown the Lubed Hole and told we own it along with two minority shareholders, Griff and Toby, who operate it. Not sure if you met them or not,” I replied.

“I did meet them. This Roman guy introduced me to them and told them I was your friend. Josh, I can’t tell you how wonderful I got treated after that. Hell, I didn’t have to pay for drinks or anything. They treated me like royalty. Oh, and, damn, the fucking I got from Roman was to die for. That never would have happened for me in a million years had it not been for you. I swear you have quite a reputation with these guys already for just meeting them. Roman told me that he wanted you to fuck him in the worst way, and couldn’t wait for you to get back out there and fuck his ass silly. He actually told me that, Josh. You made one hell of an impression on that guy, and, damn, is he ever hot. My friends were telling me that they could never get the guy to even acknowledge they existed, and the fact he took the time to fuck me, well, that just blew their minds. I actually spent the night with the guy. We didn’t sleep much, but damn, that is one experience I will never forget. Then the next night he spent the night with me and my friends and entertained us all night long, after the bar closed. Fuck it was heavenly. Shit, I’ve got a boner just thinking about it,” he said as he opened his Speedos again and showed me the top of his hard cock head sticking out. I just smiled.
“I’m telling you, Josh, that was the most wonderful time I’ve had in my lifetime and all because of you,” he said excitedly.

“Glad I could help, Coach. Glad to know those guys are hospitable out there to us mid-westerners,” I replied.

“Oh, yeh, they call us the ‘fly-over’ boys with the corn-fed dicks. Kind of cute in a way,” Coach remarked. He reached over and grabbed my arm then came in for a quick kiss, somewhat surprising me. “I can’t thank you enough, Josh. You made me so happy. That was the best vacation of my life. I owe you big time,” Coach said sincerely.

I just smiled and said it was the least I could do for my Coach. He was all smiles. “You working on opening up a pub here in town? Is that what you said you were doing this summer?” Coach asked settling down some as I noticed he wasn’t pitching as much of a tent in his Speedos.

“Yes, my friends and I are going to be opening up one shortly after school starts. It’s in the old bowling alley I told you about,” I replied.

“Sonny’s father’s place. Yes, I remember you telling me about that. Good ole Sonny. Spent a lot to time there hanging out with him in my earlier days. He and I were close friends,” Coach remarked.

“Apparently, he had a lot of good friends, from what I’ve heard. Have run into a few of them throughout the process of putting this together,” I replied.

“Oh, anyone in particular that I might know?” he asked. I wasn’t about to give him Todd’s name, although he might figure that out soon enough once we got the place open.

“I don’t guess so, but everyone seemed to think he was a nice guy and hated that he and his dad had a falling out. Mel was gong to try to visit him in San Francisco and see if they couldn’t bury the hatchet. Don’t know how that came out of if he even went out there. I assumed he did as he hasn’t shown up at the bar in all this time,” I commented.

“Yeh, ever since Sonny came out to him, that created a huge blowout between the two of them. Listen, while we’re talking about that, I’m not really out at the University. I trust you implicitly, as you and I, well we have certain common interests, but it’s probably not healthy that anyone else know any details about my private life if you could find the decency, with our friendship, to protect that for me. I took a hell of a chance with a couple of students over the years, some that I regret and I don’t need any publicity, if you know what I mean,” he said looking at me seriously.

“I totally understand, Coach. Your sexual preferences are nobody’s business but your own. Just be careful who you play around with as you don’t want anyone blackmailing you or holding anything over your head,” I subtly warned him. He looked a little nervous. “While we’re on that subject and being totally honest with one another, freely discussing the situation, what’s your relationship with Dawson anyway. Is he possibly one that might be holding something over your head?” I asked, and noticing right away I must have touched a nerve there. Coach got real nervous and started sweating. He didn’t’ say anything for a few moments, trying to think how he wanted respond.

“That might be a big mistake I made, Josh. He seemed to know that I liked dick and actually teased the hell out of me. For the first year, I just went along with the teasing and didn’t really acknowledge his advances. Oh, he played the straight game and all, but I swear he’s just as queer as you and me. He paraded around all those hot girls and told everyone he was fucking them silly, and to an extent, I believe he was. I just ignored him for the most part. Drew wasn’t totally innocent in that whole thing either, although he’s the sweet one of that couple and had more sense. Anyway, Dawson’s Freshmen year he teased a lot, would slap my ass and tell me how good it would look with his fat cock up it. I have to tell you it turned me on something fierce, but I never took the bait, as I got betrayed by one other guy on the team a few years ago, and just dodged a bullet on that one. I thought I could resist the temptation. Fucking Dawson would get a chubby in the showers and jack it in front of me and tell me this was for my ass, all I had to do was tell him when and where. I’d just shake my head and chuckle then hurry back to my office to avoid getting hard,” he said hanging his head and getting a little emotional.

“Coach, if this is too emotional for you to tell me, you don’t owe me an explanation. I just think I’m going to have a hard time with him in the fall as he’s already made threats to Drew that he’s going to walk all over me. I just need to know what I’m up against as I don’t want him taking you down to get to me,” I replied. Coach reached over and hugged me.

“You need to know everything, Josh so you know what we have to deal with. I really think I’m going to need your help with this. It looks like that anyway from what you just told me. Towards the end of his Freshmen year, about the time we were holding try-outs and interviewing candidates for his sophomore year, we obviously spent a lot more time together. He had shown some leadership qualities, and I found out my captain and co-captains I had, that would have been juniors, were not coming back to school in the fall, leaving me without any leadership for the team. Dawson kept bugging me for the spot of captain. I told him I had to see who all was coming on board and who else could possibly fit that spot. It was a time I needed help evaluating the new swimmers coming up. Hell, you were one of those, if you recall. I was almost beside myself and Dawson volunteered to help me with the evaluations. We did them here at this table, as a matter of fact, before school was out. The first time he was here, he was professional, but still teasing somewhat. He was basically trying to seduce me, but I ignored his advances. Hell, the next time he came over, I got up and went to get us some ice tea and came back out here and he was stark naked with a hardon, just sitting there gently stroking it at me. I let my guard down and, well, got an ass full of Dawson’s thick cock,” Coach said hanging his head. “I rode that rod of his all afternoon. Don’t’ know how many times we both came, but it was a lot. It happened again the next time he came over. Then he was coming over quite frequently, not to work but to fuck. Shit, I thought I found one hell of a lover. In my weakness, I made him captain and he immediately appointed Drew as co-captain. In one of our intimate sessions he let it slip that he took care of Drew’s ass also, although he thought I had a much finer ass. Hell, I even was stupid enough to think there was more involved in our relationship than just sex. He got very passionate as this went on. Then, just as soon as the decision was made, making him captain, he stopped coming over, saying he was extremely busy with his girlfriend and school and didn’t have time. I figured I got used, but deserved what happened to me. Hell, I asked for it. It was all my fault,” he said feeling totally guilty. I reached over and patted him his bare back, trying to console him somewhat.

“Dawson can be a real ass, Coach. Sorry to put you through all this, but we both need to know what we’re up against when school starts up,” I told him.

“Yeh, I know. Not looking forward to that, and what might happen. It’s all my fault and I’ll have to accept whatever happens to me if it gets nasty. I don’t want him spoiling the team, Josh. That almost happened this last year, had it not been for you. You know what he’s like and we can’t have him destroy the team.

“You know I fucked his ass, don’t you?” I asked.

“He told me it was the other way around. I wasn’t sure, but knew enough that Dawson could play anything to his advantage,” Coach admitted.

“That SOB. I was trying to let him out of that stupid bet, I’m sure you heard about, but he insisted. Now, I know why. He wanted to say he fucked me as if to say to whoever he told that he controlled me also. Yeh, that’s what he told Drew. For the record, he told me that he only fucked Drew to keep Drew happy. He was sure Drew was as straight as he was, but needed a little anal action from time to time and he’d been fucking Drew every since the two had hair on their dicks. It was more or less a pity fuck. Then when Drew got serious about guys, Dawson got real upset and did whatever he could to discourage him. Some of us helped Drew scratch his itch from time to time, which pissed Dawson off even more when he found out about it. He threatened me to stop helping Drew and convince him he was straight. We couldn’t do that. Then when the two would go back home for breaks, Dawson was fucking the hell out of Drew going, coming and while they were at home. Make no mistake about it, Drew was in love with the guy. When they’d get back to school, Dawson wouldn’t have anything sexually to do with him, trying to uphold his reputation for being a ladies man, until he was having troubles staying hard with the ladies. Coach, Dawson loves, Drew. There’s no doubt about it, but he can’t commit to being gay and loving Drew honestly. Just so you know, Drew came out to his folks this summer and has a new boyfriend, a really nice guy named Stu. The fucker has a big cock also. It’s amazing, actually,” I said giving us a little comic relief in this serious conversation. We both kind of smiled.

“You met the guy already?” Coach asked.

“Yes, they were just recently here and stayed with a couple of our friends, well Andy, who you know and another guy you don’t. We had one heck of a party and well everyone saw and felt a little of everyone, if you catch my drift. It was one hell of an orgy you might say,” I shared with him. Coach shook his head.

“Oh, the good ole days. Damn, how I miss them, but San Diego was somewhat like that also, so I can’t complain,” Coad added.

“Anyway, Dawson complained to me before school was out that he was miserable because Drew had, for all practical purposes, refused to even talk to him. I told Dawson, I thought he was in love with Drew, and if he was, he needed to tell him the truth and be honest with him, ultimately make some sort of commitment to him and quit playing his games. Actually, that did happen. It lasted a whole couple of days when they got home. Drew wanted to come out, and have Dawson do the same. He wanted to tell the world they were a couple and have a commitment between the two of them. Drew loved Dawson terribly. I have to believe Dawson loves Drew, but he just can’t admit it. He continually harasses Drew and Stu constantly, never thinking that Drew would ever drop him and move on. Dawson won’t leave the two alone. Obviously, as Drew and I have discussed, Dawson can’t come out and admit he loves Drew publicly, but he doesn’t want anyone else to have him and care about him. Dawson’s whacked, Coach. He just can’t commit, even though he promised Drew he would. That’s where we are at the moment. I would hope he wouldn’t do anything crazy, but you never know,” I exclaimed.

“Wow. That’s crazy. It’s not going to be a harmonious situation with the two of them on the team, that’s for sure,” Coach remarked.

“Not even close. Not only that, but Dawson is telling everyone he’s in charge and I’m just there in name only. If something has to be done to contain him, I was concerned about what he might try to say about you, Coach. I didn’t know if he had anything over your head or not. Now, I know, which makes it even more difficult,” I explained. Coach hung his head.

“Not going to be easy, that’s for sure. Still, right is right and if it means, I have to resign to make it right, then I might have to do that. I’d hate to do it, but we have to resolve this mess. How did things get so complicated?” Coach asked. We both looked at each other in silence. “Wish we had a bar like the Lubed Hole to go get drunk right about now,” Coach offered.

“Actually, there might be another issue we need to discuss. The pub that my group owns is not really a pub, it’s a gay bar, on the order of the Lubed Hole. Just so you know. The fact I’m gay and several others on the team are also, may be an even bigger issue. I’m not sure,” I told him.

“Wow! We’re finally getting a decent place for us here close by and outing ourselves at the same time. That’s unfair, Josh. I might not be able to go to it. That’s like dangling steak in front of a lion, but not letting him have it. Shit, that’s so unfair,” he said with us both chuckling.

“How do you think it will go over having a gay co-captain on the team. Although, I do have to say, I think the majority of the swimmers on the team are gay when I think about it. Andy, Erin, Jack, Drew, then there’s Les also and me, not to mention I think four of the five new guys are gay, and that was not the basis of their selection, by the way,” I explained. Coach just shook his head.

“Les is gay?” he asked totally confused.

“Yep, total dedicated and obsessed bottom. Now all this is confidential, I’m telling you.”

“I thought Les was one of the biggest womanizers on campus with that supposedly big dick of his. I’ve seen him in the showers and it’s not small by any stretch of the imagination. I sometimes fantasized having that up my ass at times,” he told me. I had to smile.

“He has a brother that’s just as gay and horny as he is. Done them both. Both are pretty hot bottoms also,” I replied.

“Good ole Jack. Is he behaving?” Coach asked.

“Somewhat. He was kind of cruising one of the new kids we selected for the team and was told his advances were not appreciated,” I advised.

“Great, now we can add harassment to the love triangle stuff we have going on. What a year this is shaping up to be. What are we going to do, Josh?” Coach asked almost beside himself.

“Take it one day at a time and try to do what’s right. Somehow, I have to put Dawson in his place and let him know what’s what. I might need your help there. If he tries to pull anything on you, then I’ll take him on somehow. Unfortunately, no one witnessed our little fuck session where I fucked his ass. I still can’t believe he went through with it. What struck me as funny, was he seemed to really like it. I might be able to arrange that to happen again as a way to calming him down and get some proof of it. That might be our insurance policy so he doesn’t go public with anything else,” I mentioned.

“I hate having to resort to underhanded tactics. I’ll let you decide what you think is best, just don’t hurt anyone or destroy their reputations. We wouldn’t want that done to us,” Coach advised being half noble. I smiled at him.

“We’ll see. Maybe Dawson will show up at the beginning of school and have a change of heart, work well with you and me and everything will be good. By the time school starts up again, I’m outing myself with my family, and after that, I don’t care who knows. If they don’t like it, that’s their problem. I’ll even level with the team, just about me, though, no one else. I know Andy, Erin and Drew won’t care. Everyone knows Jack’s gay. Les, I’m not so sure he’s ready to come out, but we’ll see. He’d be in high demand as a top if he ever did, but seems to prefer bottoming. That little fucker comes hard too. Pretty hot, Coach,” I told him with a sly smile. I could tell this conversation was heating up Coach, which I was not trying to do.

“So here’s the new guys, Coach,” I said opening up his folder, remembering I had put all their stat sheets inside several weeks back. “Ethan, who is totally straight, as far as I know, is a decent swimmer and strong. He might be good on the relay team with Andy and Les. Aiden, who’s a real sweetheart, may or may not be gay, but one that wouldn’t care if the whole team was even if he wasn’t. He could be good on the relay team or one of the shorter sprints. We’ll evaluate him further when he gets here. Hollister and Phillip ought to be gay if they’re not. They are a pair, real characters and tease the hell out of each other constantly. You’ll like them. They could be good either on the relay team or some of the shorter distances. Zach, who won state for the 400 last year from my old high school will be good on the 400. Zach, Erin and I will train for that event. Oh, and Zach is gay also, very loveable, someone I really care about. Those are the new guys, a great group of potential winners to help us win more trophies. This should be a good year, if Dawson doesn’t tear us apart,” I explained. Coach shook his head.

“Kind of exciting when you think about it. Do you think it’s a good idea to tell the team you’re gay, though?” Coach asked.

“I want to eliminate any concern at the beginning and promise the team members there is no discrimination based on sexual preferences and if there is, we will deal with it head on. I don’t want the straight guys fearing sexual harassment or even us gay guys because their captain and several team members are gay. That needs to be addressed at the beginning. You okay with that?” I asked.

“Yeh, sure. I guess. I just don’t want any backlash on you, Josh. If I was ever found out, you know they’d accuse us of having a sexual relationship, kind of what actually did happen with Dawson and me. I was so stupid to fall for his tricks. That aggravates me to no end. Dumb, dumb, dumb,” he said over and over, self-loathing.

“Easy, Coach. You’re only human. We all make mistakes. Dawson drew you into that, knowing full well what he was doing. I blame him more than anything. The shit he’s put Drew through is terrible, constantly breaking his heart then promising to love him to the end of days, back and forth. Drew was almost a nut case with their relationship. Every time he thought he was over Dawson, Dawson would show back up again and profess his love for Drew, and drive him crazy once again. Dawson’s the problem here. I’m gong to have to deal with him somehow,” I told Coach.

“Let me know what and when if you need any of my help, Josh. I trust you to do what you think is best to keep us out of trouble,” Coach replied.

“Oh, and if you want to get away for a few hours and enjoy a bar similar to what you had out in CA, we own a gay bar in the City called the Cock ‘N Balls. Let me know if you ever go over and I can kind of arrange something with one of our crew over there similar to what you experienced with Roman in San Diego,” I told him. Coach’s eyes lit up like you wouldn’t believe.

“Oh, wow, Josh. I’ve actually been there. It’s a great place. You own that also?” he asked curiously.

“Yep, some of my friends and I put that together earlier this year and it’s taken off like gangbusters, thus giving us the opportunity to open this one up. We’re folding #1 and #2, the one here in town, into the overall venture capital corporation with the Lubed Hole and also a new one we’re buying in Ft. Lauderdale called the Tight Jock,” I informed him.

“Shit, Josh, I’ve been to the Tight Jock in Lauderdale also. That’s one hopping place for us guys. Damn, boy. You’re just dong all the crazy shit all of us would have loved to have done in our lifetimes, and you’re just getting started. Totally amazing,” Coach commented.

“Well, the CNB’s were our doing, but the rest of what we’re into was the brain child of our mentor. His name is Stoney. He has a large ranch outside the City and we got to know him at the CNB. For some reason he fell in love with us and now he’s turning over all his assets to us to manage and grow. We’re extremely fortunate to have him care about us the way he does,” I professed.

“Who couldn’t care about you, Josh. You’re just one of the cutest, nicest guys one could ever hope to befriend. Wow, all this information just blows me away,” Coach exclaimed.

“Oh, one more thing. Not sure if I mentioned this before, but I want all the guys to go through the process that I did last year with a guy in physical fitness training. You were there when I accepted the co-captain’s position and told all of you about the fitness training program that I went through. It’s the determination of physical training that is necessary to gain the speed necessary to win in swimming or any other sport, but in ours, it’s mainly endurance and speed. It combines the right amount of muscle strength and cardio to achieve your goals. The examination is a little intense and some of the straight guys might not like it, but it damn sure works. The only problem is that the guy who’s a genius at it is gay also. Some of the straight guys might not like where he has to touch them to get their stats to set up a base line. I guess I can explain it as the clinical examination to win. We’re using that on the basketball team also this year. Tuck has agreed to try it this year on his team,” I explained.

“Josh, I knew you were a winner when I first met you, not to mention, you got me all hot and bothered. Dawson noticed that and tried to keep us apart as much as he could, even though he had dumped me long before then. Again, if he wasn’t having me, he didn’t want anyone else to either. What a fuck up,” Coach admitted.

“Yep, he’s pretty much an asshole and on my shit list. It’ll all work out one way or another. Oh, I gave housing all the information on the new guys we selected so they can pair some of them up for dorms. Zach is living with us at the apartment we have over the bar. You’ll have to stop by sometime and check it out before we open. Also, I know you say there aren’t very many guys around here for you to enjoy which is why you have to go to San Diego and places like that, but I might be able to introduce you to some guys your age, if you like, that just might have an interest in you, or at least enjoy being a friend and hanging out with you once in a while,” I offered.

“Wow, that would be great. Yeh, with my coaching position and everything, I have to be very careful who I meet that really knows me. It’s awkward at times. I know you met that alumni friend I had over here at the pool party we had almost a year ago, now that I think about it. We messed around a little, but he got transferred to the West Coast and he’s not around anymore. Seems like all the ones I start to have a relationship with end up moving somewhere else, making it difficult on me to meet other guys with the same interests where we don’t have a conflict. Kind of a bummer. Being able to meet new guys with our same interests, would be awesome,” he assured me.

“You going to have your annual swim party this year?” I asked curiously. He looked at me like he really wasn’t sure.

“What do you think about that? I know most all the guys that come are aware of what goes on here stays here, and it’s a time where they can drink and be gay if they want to for a day. In light of everything else that’s happening, it might be better to forget it this year,” Coach replied.

“Depends on who gets invited,” I offered. He looked curious. “Well, we have enough cock and ass loving guys that’d have a ball. The rest could just not get invited or if they came, not participate. No one would bother them. You’d have to enjoy things on the sly, but everyone else could party hardy. It’s up to you if you think we shouldn’t,” I suggested.

“Let’s you and I think about it. You know Dawson would come, and that might be a problem,” Coach mentioned as he thought about it.

“Cool, anything else we need to discuss while we’re at it?” I asked. He looked at me a little funny.

“Well, I was somewhat hoping that maybe you’d take pity on me and give me a Josh fucking to relieve me of my horniness since there’s no one else to do it, and I’m tired of the silicone dildos I have. But in light of our conversation this afternoon, maybe that’s not such a great idea. Bummer,” he said looking sad.

“Let’s take a swim anyway,” I told him. That seemed to cheer him up. I stood up and dropped my shorts, then my briefs, exposing my full naked body to him. Then I turned and dove into the pool. Coach dove in after me and we came up in the deep end. He was still wearing his Speedos. “Race you to the steps,” I said excitedly, turned and shoved off the wall sending me to the steps in the shallow end. I beat him, of course. We sat on the steps momentarily, our waists just below the water surface. He was staring at my junk.

“You do have a beautiful body, Josh. I’m sure your boyfriend, Jake, is just as nice. You’ve got it made. You’re heavily involved in operating businesses, won state in the 400 metre, helped with the basketball team, co-captain of the swim team, making good grades in college and looks to die for. If that doesn’t beat all,” he said as he eyed me longingly.

“You’re kind of hot looking yourself, Coach. You’d be a great catch for the right guy. Can’t believe someone hasn’t claimed that hot ass of yours by now. Right guy just hasn’t found you yet, is what I’m guessing,” I replied. “Why do you still have your suit on? You make me feel weird, me being naked and you all dressed up. Nude swimming is the best, if you ask me. Let’s get that suit off you and let your willie out to enjoy the sun like it did in San Diego,” I told him as I tugged at his suit to get it off. Coach was hard as a rock, his nice sized cock fully boned.

“Sorry, Josh. Just couldn’t help it, you being so close to me and naked. Don’t worry, I won’t seduce you or trick you into fucking me,” Coach assured me. I leaned over and kissed him, gently at first, and then more passionately. We started making out pretty heavy, my cock rising to the occasion. “Fuck, you’re hard too. Nice one, Josh. Did I do that?” he asked.

“Hell, yes you did that. Nice kisser also,” I told him, then kissed him passionately once more.

“This isn’t helping my situation any, you know,” he remarked.

“Sorry,” I said, apologizing. But then I kissed him again and wrapped a hand around his cock and stroked it a few times. “Nice girth, Coach. Not bad at all. I know some guys that’d love to have this stuck up their hot tight little asses. Damn, that’s nice,” I said as I stroked him some more. He finally pulled my hand off his cock.

“Josh, you’re going to make me cum. Easy, boy,” he said as he pulled my hand back.

“Sorry again. So, when were you in the City and visited the CNB?” I had to ask.

“Oh, it was early Spring, I think. I know it was during Spring Break. You had a few hot dancers there. I thought the place was jumping at the time, but the bartender, I think his name was Parker, told me I hadn’t seen anything as it was slow because State was on Spring Break and the owners were in Florida or someplace on Break also. He said the owners were usually in town on the weekends and they had some great shows when they were there,” Coach replied. I had to smile. I told him about the wet underwear contest, the greased body contest and the amateur contest we had. He was cracking up. “You guys have some fun times putting all that on and enjoying it. I haven’t been back, but I need to go, now that you mentioned it. That Parker guy was interesting. He kind of made a pass at me, but I wasn’t sure about him,” Coach went on to say.

“Parker. He’s a trip, Coach. Actually, he can be a real slut when it comes to cock. Great bartender and manager, though. His personal life is strange, many times coming home with strays. His brother was actually a partner of ours at one time, hell, Andy’s boyfriend, Ashton. Ashton always thought his brother, Parker, was a slut, but he turned out to be a lot like his brother, always in search of a larger cock to stick up his ass,” I told him. Coach chuckled.

“Man after my own heart,” he chuckled. I just smiled.

“So, did you meet anyone in San Diego that stole your heart?” I asked curiously.

“Well, kind of, but then we’re worlds apart and a long-distance relationship like that would never work out. We did spend a lot of time together and had a lot of sex also. That was after the Roman experience. Not sure, but Roman may have had something to do with setting us up as I met him at the Lubed Hole when my friends and I were there a few nights after hooking up with Roman. Damn, Roman had a nice cock, Josh. He really did. Shit, it was the best my ass ever had. I could fall in love with him in a heartbeat. I never wanted that experience to end,” Coach said dreamily. I leaned over and kissed him again, gently stroking his ridged cock as I did. Once again he had to stop me.

“His cock better than this?” I asked as I pulled his hand over to stroke my cock.

“Fuck, you have a great cock, Josh. No doubt about that. A damned hot cock too. Shit, this isn’t helping anything,” he said withdrawing his hand as if he just made a big mistake. I kissed him passionately once more. There were a couple of stray innertubes floating around the pool in the shallow end. I shoved off the steps and went to lay my arms and chest on one of the innertubes. Coach did the same with the other innertube. I maneuvered the two together, so we were face to face and kissed him again. “This is nice, Josh. Thanks for spending some time with me and getting everything out on the table between us. I can’t thank you enough for helping. I know it might be a little rough at the start of the year, but I know you have excellent judgement and we’ll get through this somehow. If the shit hits the fan, it hits the fan. I guess I could always relocate to San Diego and maybe meet up with the guy I got to know so well while I was there. Then it wouldn’t be a long-distance relationship. We actually have sex on facetime maybe once a week. He’s probably screwing the hell out of some other hot tourist the rest of the days of the week. But, maybe I would be too, if I were him,” Coach remarked. I just smiled.

Our legs were dangling in the shallow end, enabling us to keep the innertubes together by lowering our feet to the bottom and holding us in place. I slid off the innertube and swam underwater to the deep end under the diving board, then came up for air, then swam back underwater to where Coach was. His cock was still hard, looking at it underwater. I came up underneath him and sucked on his cock, surprising him and causing him to come off the innertube.

“Shit, Josh. Damn, that felt good, though,” he said, as I raised up in front of him and embraced and kissed him once more, rubbing our hard cocks together along with our balls.

“If I remember right, the swim party was pretty hot, Coach. Maybe we ought to think about keeping it on the schedule. Could be fun,” I commented.

“For you guys, maybe. It’d be torture for me seeing all your hot naked bodies and not being able to touch any of you,” he said as I let him out of a kiss.

“Oh, we could probably take care of your needs behind the scenes. I’m sure we could work out something,” I assured him, making him smile. “Did you play safe in California, Coach. You always use a condom?” I asked.

“Always, Josh. Roman warned me about that also. He said he never did anything without one, especially with all the Navy guys around out there. He told me the Navy guys were always buttfucking each other in the showers on the ships as they didn’t have any women around much, so they had to take care of each other. He said Navy guys were the worst for STD’s. Kind of made me want to join the Navy though, and go out to sea, using condoms though” Coach chuckled. I had to laugh.

“I’m sure a lot of straight Navy guys turned gay when they needed sex. I’m sure there were some hot times in the showers on those ships also,” I remarked. I went back to laying on the innertube again and floating around. The water felt great and sun felt warm on my back. It was so relaxing and refreshing all at the same time. Coach swam out to the diving board, climbed up and dove in again coming up underneath me and tickling me. I was hoping for a blow job and not being tickled, as I hated being tickled as we all know. I dove in underneath him and pulled on his hard cock, stroking it several times before he broke loose.

“Getting handsy are we?” he chuckled as I surfaced. We laughed.

“Hey, I got attacked. I was just fighting back,” I chided. Then I swam over to the steps again. Coach was still laying on the inner tube, but pushed his feet against the pool bottom and maneuvered over to me, facing me. He told me about some of the previous pool parties he’d had and how crazy some of them were. He talked about them as if they were some really great times in his life. I listened contently, wanting to tell him about Todd and Chad’s skinny-dipping parties, but deciding against it, protecting their privacy. I had my foot underneath his inner tube and raised it up to fondle his hard cock and balls my toes. He just smiled at me, spreading his legs somewhat to give me more access.

“You’re not helping things, Josh. I’ve been hard for a good half hour now. Going to be some hot sex with Rosey Palm tonight if you keep that up,” he remarked. I just smiled at him. Then I slid underneath him and sucked on his cock once again. This time he didn’t move. Coming up for air behind him, I turned around and spready his ass cheeks, then started rimming his hole. He gasp, but he didn’t move, deciding to see where I was going and to enjoy what I was doing, finally. He did moan excitedly. I got his pink hole good and wet, although all the hairs around it were already wet from the pool. Water lapped in and around his hole as my tongue explored it. He was writhing on the innertube and almost came off of it at one point. Then I stood up and with one deliberate move, shoved my cock into his hole, taking his breath away. I had my cock buried deep in his ass. He did not move at this point, getting what he had been dreaming of for some time. I didn’t waste time gently fucking that sweet hole as I was sure Coach liked it fast and hard. I gave him just that, ramming my cock, hard and fast, up his anus.

“Fuck, Josh. Oh, Fuck. Damn, that feels so fucking hot! Shit. Fuck! Yeh, fuck me hard. Fuck that hot hole. Fuck it deep. Fuck it hard. Give me all that hot cock!” Coach hollered.

“You like that cock of mine?” I asked thinking he liked it animated when he took a dick.

“Oh, FUCK YES!” he hollered. “Fuck that hole. Fuck it hard!” he demanded. I slapped his ass every so often just to add to the dramatics, as that seemed to be how he liked it. I stroked his cock beneath him as he continued to lay on his arms and chest on the innertube for support. His legs, were shaking as I pounded his tight hole, listening to his demands for a harder fuck. I kept ramming my cock as deep into his hole as I could, splashing water around us as I thrust my pelvis up against him, my dick buried balls deep in his ass. “Oh, yehhhhh, Josh. Dammmmnnnn, that fucking feels so hot. FUCK!, he continued to holler. Then he really got animated. “I’m gonna cum. I’m gonnna CUM!” he yelled as I stroked his thick meaty cock as fast as I could, while pummeling his ass. He stiffened up like crazy, held his breath and I felt a flood of hot liquid shoot from his cockhead across my fingers into the cooler water, creating a cloud of white in the otherwise clear pool water. I kept ramming my cock in him for another few minutes then pulled out. He demanded my cum, so I moved over to face him and splattered my load all over his face to his great delight. He pulled me to him and sucked everything he could possibly get out of my cock, then scooped off the major part of my load from his face and devoured that, to my surprise. I finally knelt down in the water on my knees and kissed him passionately one more time. “So much for our professionalism,” he said shaking his head.

“Hey, a friend in need is a friend indeed,” I said smiling.

“Oh, this friend was definitely in need. No doubt about that, but I wasn’t expecting you to have to take care of me,” he stated. I just smiled at him.

“Someone had to, and I was here,” I replied. I thought he was going to cry.

“Wanna beer?” he finally choked out. I nodded to the affirmative. He got out of the pool and went to the kitchen to bring out a couple of beers. I was laying on one of his chaise lounges in the shade enjoying the light breeze as the heat of the day dried me off. He pulled up one beside me and plopped down, as he handed me a beer. Damn, it felt wet and cool going down.

“So, you kind of grew up in this town, I believe?” I asked.

“Yes, you could say that. We moved here when I was young. My parents are in Florida now. Didn’t like our winters anymore. The rest of my family is out East. Dad came here to the University to teach. I didn’t like teaching, but I liked swimming. Maybe it was just all the hot naked male bodies that turned me on and not actually the sport,” he said chuckling, causing me to. “I don’t know, Josh. Why are we the way we are? Still, there is nothing about a woman that interests me in the least. I try to be friendly with them, and am, in social circles I have to participate in, but it takes all my efforts to even listen to them. I can look at a guy fully clothed and lust after him. It’s so wrong, but yet, so right also. The male body is just beautiful to me. Hell, all you guys in your trunks or Speedos are all so beautiful and no two alike. Everyone is different, but yet beautiful to me. These dickless women with their precious tits do nothing for me. I like a stiff cock in my ass and one to suck on. I love a man’s ball nectar, full of protein, so potent it can fertilize an egg to create another human being. It’s amazing. A male orgasm is almost like a religious experience as he gives up his seed. Shit, I’m getting horny all over again,” he said, gazing down at his hard cock sticking straight up in the air. Mine was looking at me as if to say ‘what’s next’. I reached over and started stroking him ever so gently, and then fondling his nice sized balls, running my fingers through his pubes. He reached over to do the same to me.

“You ever have a lover, fuck buddy or anyone special for any length of time?” I asked being curious. Coach grinned.

“Long time ago, Josh. I guess you could say Sonny fit that bill. The crazy thing is I was sure he was seeing someone else at the time also. He was an odd guy in a way. He was so passionate when I was with him and we made love. But I always had a feeling someone else had his heart. I think the love between us was rather one sided. I just had this feeling he loved someone else, but enjoyed sex with me. It kind of hurt in a way. We were pretty young then too. Hell, I was probably your age or a little younger at the time. Hell, that bowling alley you’re turning into a bar, shit, we fucked all over the roof up there under the stars. His dad thought we were cleaning the backroom, but we’d take a blanket and go up the hatch to the roof, take our clothes off and fuck like rabbits. Those were some great times. Yeh, I’d say Sonny was the closest thing I had to a dedicated lover. I sure did miss him when he left. He wanted me to go with him, but I was still in school at the time. There were different guys after him, but none that really mattered. Don’t get me wrong, there’s been some great sex over the years with a lot of different guys, but none I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I guess, having the house and everything, I should advertise for a gay roommate to share expense, you know, rent out a room. If nothing else, just of the company. Maybe I could get a hot college guy to move in while he goes to school. I’ve thought about it, but then he’d have his young guys over to party all the time and I’d be the dad. Not my scene exactly,” Coach said taking another sip of his beer, as he continued to massage my cock and balls.

“Surely there’s someone out there that would enjoy being with you and care about you, Coach.”

“I don’t know, Josh. You kind of get set in your ways. I’m used to being by myself. I might be an ass to someone else that infringed on my life, unless he had a big dick and wanted to fuck me continuously,” he said chiding. I had to laugh.

“Hey, a big dick ready for action’s not all bad,” I teased.

“Yours is perfect, in every way, Josh. It’s beautiful,” he said, gazing at my cock as he gently stroked it up and down. I had to admit, this gently stroking one another, felt pretty damned hot, laying naked outside, sipping on a beer.

“Feels great, Coach,” I said, enjoying the attention my cock was getting.

“You mind if I suck it, Josh?” he asked, longing to get my cock in his mouth.

“Hell, go for it, Coach. Can’t say I’d ever turn that down,” I replied, smiling. Coach turned around and leaned over to suck my cock. He held it in one hand, still gently stroking it, as he ran his tongue up and down my shaft and then engulfed the head of my penis. It felt damn good. He, obviously knew what he was doing alright. I kept stroking his cock as he attended to mine with his lips and mouth. I got a stray tongue down over my balls which gave me an added bit of excitement, making me leak a little pre-cum along the way. Coach really seemed to like that. The next thing I knew he was really going at it, crouched down between us, as he got serious about sucking me off. I had my hand down fondling his balls and then started fingering his semi-hairy asshole. Pre-cum oozed out of his piss slit with that little action. He was really getting into it as I moved two fingers into his asshole, giving him a feeling of fullness.

“Fuck, Josh, that’s so fucking hot. Can I sit on your cock? I need it one more time. Please,” he somewhat pleaded. Again, I told him to go for it. He got up and straddled me, facing me, then gently lowering his ass on my ridged pole. He took no time in sliding down my cock, taking it balls deep in his ass. Then using his legs on the concrete below, raised and lowered his ass up and down my cock, his hand on my chest and my hand on his cock, stroking him as he rode me. He started moving faster, but not as fast as I wanted it at this time. I raised up off the lounger, picked him up, my cock still deep in his ass, and lowered him on his chaise lounge, then took him missionary style. I began to pound his ass harder, like I knew he liked it. He was lost in the heat of passion, moaning and groaning and begging for harder. I lifted his ass up off the chaise lounge and up against my legs, then bent my dick down to jack hammer his ass. That really got his juices flowing, pre-cum oozing steadily from his piss slit and hitting him in the face, his tongue reaching out to grab it when he could. I had his legs split wide, giving me deeper access to his hole. “Fuck, Josh, this is sooo fucking hot. Damn, Josh!” he hollered. “Pound that Ass. Yeh, Pound it. Just like that. Right there. Oh shit, that’s it. Keep it there. Don’t change. Yeh, that’s it. You got it. FUUUCCCCKKKK!” he hollered and let loose another barrage of cum shooting down on his face where he quickly tried to lap it up. I dropped his ass, bent forward and shot my load right at his face where he took a direct hit, my cum splattering all over his face. Coach scraped it off with his fingers and sucked every bit of it into his mouth, then fell lifeless on the lounger. I laid on top of him and then kissed him passionately. “Oh, Josh, it’s going to be hard not to fall in love with you. Shit, you are one passionate lover. Damn, I’m going to have wet dreams about this day for months to come. I know it’s going to happen. Shit. That was awesome,” he said as I rolled over to one side of the lounger, beside him. Coach reached down and gently stroked my cummy spent cock, enjoying the stickiness. I squeezed a few extra drops of cum out of his cock also and wiped it off with my fingers to taste it. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

“Good stuff, Coach. Nice,” I commented. He laughed, then turned and kissed me passionately again.

“Fuck, I never want this day to end. I never believed it could be so wonderful. Josh, you’re the best,” he said and kissed me again. I just smiled.

Finally, I got up and dove into the pool to get the cum off me mainly, and because I was sweaty from the hot fuck we had. Seconds later he dove in after me, coming up beside me and kissed me again.

“I think you like kissing. Not bad at it either,” I complimented him. He kissed me again for that one, and fondled my limp cock and spent balls.

“I could kiss you all day and night. It wouldn’t take much to fall in love with you. I know there’s Jake who loves you dearly. But thanks for taking care of a friend in need today. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate it, even though we kind of broke the rules,” he chided.

“What rules? I don’t think we did anything wrong. As far as I’m concerned, we worked on the lineup for the team. We did some teamwork this afternoon, Coach. I think we made a heck of a team also,” I assured him. He smiled at me and kissed me quickly. “Nothing happened here other than serious business, and I defy any witnesses to come forth and say otherwise,” I stated emphatically. Coach almost laughed and put his forehead against mine.

“I think I do love you, Josh,” he said smiling. I grabbed his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze.

“Love that hairy ass crack of yours, by the way. It’s one hell of a turn on, Coach. Every time I see you now, I’m gonna be lusting after that hairy asscrack of yours. I swear it’s gonna give me a boner,” I teased, as I ran my finger through his asscrack and teased his hole.

“Careful, you’ll get me all hot and bothered again and we’ll have to have round three if you’re not careful. And anytime you lust after my hairy ass crack and want to tap it with that hot cock of yours, just do it. That hole is all yours anytime you lust after it. After today, I could never turn that cock of yours down,” he said smiling. I kissed him again.

Turning into prunes we finally got out of the water. Coach threw me a towel and I dried off. He helped me dry off my junk, being ever so careful to take his time doing it. He had me half erect again before he was done, so I made sure I dried his ass crack well, and all those little dark hairs were nice and dry. We laughed about it as we dried one another. Finally, I got my briefs on, then shorts and t-shirt. I needed to leave, even though he wished I could have stayed longer. I got a long embrace and a passionate kiss before walking out his front door. I told him we’d do it again, and I might bring help the next time. That seemed to please him to no end.

Thinking about him on the way back to the bar, I had to wonder how lonely his life must be without someone to care about and enjoy sexually. I felt sorry for him in a way. I needed to find a suitable guy to introduce him to that might end in a mutually enjoyable friendship. There had to be someone out there. Then I thought back about Coach wondering about someone else that Sonny might be involved with. That had to be Todd. I wasn’t sure if he knew Todd or not. He could have known Todd at the time, but not that Todd and Sonny were involved with one another. I knew Todd well enough to discuss it with him, although I didn’t want to pour salt on old wounds. I was pretty sure Todd was over Sonny at this point, as he loved Chad now. Sonny would have been his first love, who you have fond memories of, but have moved on and found someone nicer in the end. So much to think about, then there was still the Dawson debacle, but Coach seemed content to let me handle Dawson as I knew so much more about him than he seemed to, other than they had a brief sexual relationship brought on by Dawson. I was going to have to figure out a way to keep Dawson in check. I thought I might know how to do just that, but I had to play it by ear to see what Dawson brought to the table. At any rate, Dawson was not going to have carte blanche over the swim team like he thought he would. I was not going to let him bully Drew either.

Relationships. Why couldn’t they just be loving and simple, I thought. I was grateful for the close loving friends I had. I was surrounded by loving, caring friends that I coveted. If only the rest of the world could enjoy what I had.
 
Wow! Another great chapter with some surprises I wasn't expecting. Butt, before I get to that, let me comment on the previous one ... I'll try to keep it short ...

I found the details in Buzz's presentation intriguing. Sounds like you've had some experience with that type of thing, FT. That was fascinating to the point of my wishing there was even more, if that's possible.

Buzz said three types of suites, but I don't recall the occupancy rates for the others beside the 8s. Quads and doubles? Were singles considered? Granted, singles would be pricey, but would also cut down on turnover, from year to year. The others, even doubles, would have a higher transitory factor depending on suite mate compatibility, etc. And, who would be figuring out original assignments if tenants haven't already paired up themselves? Even school housing departments make some attempt at putting similar strangers together, based on the common interests that they might know about. Then again, that's usually just the freshmen, who are generally required to live on campus. And, what about summer operations? Still so many questions ...

I was going to say that given the obvious captive market, unlike the uncertainties about the CNB2's potential, there is no doubt that I would have the balls to pull the trigger without Bawls. However, some of the questions that I just raised while typing would indicate the need for a marketing analysis, which could lead to possibly changing some floor plans, or not ...

$750K for 10 acres that nobody seems to want? That seems steeper than the slope to the creek! However, I'm sure Josh will figure out a way to bring down that Bill ... um ... Atchison that is. And, 10 acres seems like there would be enough room for more than just one building. Possible contingencies for future addition(s) depending on original building positioning and footprint??

I have to admit that I had some trepidation about Josh's meeting with Coach. For some reasons, that I'm not sure of, I've found Coach a bit creepy. Not unlike my uncertainties about Stoney when he was first introduced. I was concerned that Josh would feel uncomfortable if Coach made any advances. Would Josh find that unwarranted given the situation?

Boy, was I wrong! Coach was the uneasy one when Josh began to work his magic. I didn't see that cumming! HA!

It turned out that Coach is a caring guy that deserves Josh's genuine, unselfish, concern for others. I am relieved to finally find out, and realize that.

I'm looking forward to Dawson being pulled down off his high horse.

Yeah! We all want more story! :gogirl: (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv:
 
Wow, FT. Complete change from what I was expecting here, but loved it just the same. I, like Chaz, was kind of dreading Josh's meeting with Coach. I was concerned Coach might coerce Josh into servicing him, possibly throughout the year. There is a different Coach here from what I was expecting. Josh kind of took pity on the guy, and like he says, it's not right to leave a guy 'needy'. Guess he took care of that problem, but here and in San Diego. It was a neat chapter to say the least. Dawson is a real prick, but I wonder if he knows he is. Will be interesting to see how Josh handles him when they all get back to school. More twists and turns, but this chapter was an interesting, and sexy, turn of events. Love your writing. Keep it up. Yes, we'd like to have these chapters more often so dump as many on us as you like, but promise to keep them coming. Love it. BC
 
Chaz, you have such interesting insight into the business world. I'm trying to avoid getting too deep in the weeds, but you do keep me honest in those areas. I did manage to buy 22 acres of land out in the boonies one time several years back for a transportation center that cost almost a million dollars. I felt like 10 acres adjacent to a University might go for at least 750K, but it's all relative. You know Josh will inevitably get it for less, working his magic. Ha. Love your comments, you too, BC. Having so much fun with this. I think Josh needs another marketing guy that assists Bawls by the name of Chaz to fill in the gaps for us. Ha. Here's another chapter coming at you. Huggs, FT.
 
Chapter 242 – Land Negotiations

“Well, how did it go?” Jake asked me after I made it back to the bar? I gave him a shit-eating grin. He shook his head. “Had to fuck him, didn’t you?” he asked, smiling back at me.

“It was actually kind of hot,” I admitted smiling. “I think I’ll take you with me the next time, so you can have a shot at the sexy ass of his. It’s nice, Jake,” I told him. Jake just shook his head. I told him all about Dawson and how he used Coach to get what he wanted.

“I’m just concerned you’re really going to have a problem with Dawson when he gets back, Josh. If Coach had the much trouble with him, what’s he going to try to do to you?” Jake asked concerned.

“I may just have to use him like he used Coach. I may have to fuck Dawson again and get it on video as an insurance policy of him ever trying to hold anything over any one’s head. I told Coach, I’d think of something. You need to help me think of how we need to do this, Jake. I’m counting on your help,” I replied. Jake just shook his head.

“Dawson is a total ass. Must be something we can do to get him off of Drew and Coach. The problem is he’ll be a total nut job without either one of them. Guess we’ll have to put our heads together to come up with something,” Jake responded.

“It’s always fun when we put our cock heads together, Jake,” I chided. He shook his head.

“Not those, you crazy ass, our intellectual heads,” he said, then kissed me. I like putting our heads together that way also.

Allen and OBB showed up to where Jake and I were talking. They had George and Doug with them. George and Doug were covered in soot from head to toe. “We had a small problem,” Allen managed to say.

“No, looks like you had a big problem. What the heck happened?” I had to ask, as Jake and I looked at them every suspiciously.

“George and Doug were taking down a vent duct to re-route it, and it fell. The damn thing was full of soot and they got covered. All you could see of them were their two eyes. I swear it was the funniest thing you’ve ever seen,” Allen explained.

“Not so fucking funny to George and me,” Doug managed to say. I had to laugh, but suppressed as much of it as I could, along with Jake.

“We’re going to take them up and scrub them down. Gonna have to loan them some shorts and a t-shirt to get them home, but we have plenty,” OBB exclaimed.

“Good luck with that,” I told them as they made their way upstairs. “I swear, those guys would do almost anything to jump in our shower, I have to believe,” I told Jake, after they were gone. Jake agreed, and said it was too bad they were straight. “You know, they’re probably evenly matched with Allen and OBB in the cock and balls department, even though they have much larger frames. I have to believe if there was any way to get them to play with us, Allen and OBB might just find that way,” I assured Jake. He had to laugh.

Andy, Trevor, Erin and Dustin finally came by on their way upstairs. Trevor gave me a quick hug and a kiss. “What was that for?” I had to ask.

“I missed you. Andy did too, but I just needed to hug and kiss you,” Trevor stated.

“I was only gone for a couple of hours this afternoon. It wasn’t like I was gone for days,” I advised them.

“You were gone for a couple of days, and just when you got home, you took off again. We don’t get to see enough of you these days. We got Jake alone a while ago, and, let’s just say, we let him know we missed him also,” Trevor said smiling. I looked at Jake who rolled his eyes.

“He kissed me too. What can I say. Must be horny. Sounds like we need to dick Trevor and Andy,” Jake suggested.

“What about us too?” Erin and Dustin asked. I rolled my eyes.

“You guys that needy? I thought you were pretty much taking care of one another these days,” I replied.

“Never enough of you and Jake to satisfy us. We’ll take you anytime we can get you,” Trevor admitted. I grabbed him and hugged him again.

“Love you guys. All of you,” I told them.

We headed upstairs. We could hear the shower running. The guys all stripped down and jumped in the shower where Allen and OBB were busy scrubbing down George and Doug, attempting to get all the soot off them. Jake and I joined them. Jake had some paint on him, and although I had been in the pool half the afternoon, I wanted to get all the chlorine off me. Allen and OBB had George and Doug’s underwear, shorts and t’s in the shower and had attempted to wash them also. George and Doug had boners, which struck me as odd. I couldn’t imagine how that happened.

“Don’t mind us, George said to all of us. Allen and OBB kind of got us hard when they were trying to scrub us down, but they said not to worry about it as it happened to you guys all the time. Feels a little weird having a boner in front of all you guys, but then Allen and OBB got one also. Is this too weird?” George asked.

“Perfectly natural,” I told them, which relieved them greatly. I watched as Allen and OBB ran their soapy hands all over their two strong rugged bodies soaping up their balls, pubes, hard cocks, ass cracks, nipples and every other place on a male’s body that could possibly arouse a guy. Their two penises were sticking straight out, hard as a rock. I caught Allen and OBB gently stroking them under the guise of scrubbing them down, making sure they got all the soot off both their bodies. The rest of us watched in amazement as the two practically allowed themselves to be sexually molested by Allen and OBB, who were taking far more liberties than one could ever imagine. Doug even jumped as, from what it looked like to me, Allen ran a soapy finger up his butt hole. Then he kind of grinned.

“Felt kind of good,” he admitted smiling, but then wasn’t sure if he should have been embarrassed over it. OBB did the same thing to George. I saw George and Doug curiously soap Allen and OBB’s cock also, at the request of Allen to help them out. Surprised the hell out of me, but Allen knew what he was doing. I was beginning to think these two straight boys kind of enjoyed the male attention we gave them here. God knows they certainly had no trouble showering with us.

We finished up showering and George and Doug finally got their cocks under control. Allen gave them some clean underwear, shorts and t’s. I noticed he gave each of them a CNB t-shirt, which really surprised me. Luckily, the words were not spelled out on the shirts. You had to know what that meant. It was a gutsy move on Allen’s part, but I don’t think he cared. Seemed to me he was pushing the envelope just a little too far, but he seemed to be enjoying it. All of us just put on briefs and headed to happy hour at the kitchen island. I asked the George and Doug if they wanted a beer with us. They were only too happy to accept.

“What’s the CNB stand for on these shirts, Allen?” Doug asked him. I couldn’t wait to hear this answer. “It’s a cool logo on here. Like the colors also.”

“It’s the name of one of the coolest bars ever in the City, guys. We got a bunch of shirts there one time, and, well, I like the colors and the logo. I enjoy wearing these around. You can keep those. We have several of them,” Allen replied. They thought that was the coolest thing. “Now don’t be getting cum stains on those briefs I loaned you,” Allen warned. George and Doug laughed.

“I don’t know. They feel kind of good up against my junk. They way you got both of us excited in the shower, almost anything could happen,” Doug teased.

“Well, if you’re going to have a circle jerk, remember to invite OBB and me to it also. We could always use a good release,” Allen exclaimed.

“Now there’s a thought. Hadn’t thought about a good old-fashioned circle jerk. Not enough good looking women around here to take care of our horniness at times. Hell, it’s hard to get them to even notice you, much less give you a blow job, and you can forget about intercourse. Shit, we always have a case of the blue balls. Might take you up on the offer for a circle jerk,” George replied. Allen told him anytime. We all laughed.

George and Doug finally left, taking their wet clothes with them and wearing their new CNB t-shirts. I had a hard time containing myself to keep from laughing.

“So how bad did you molest those two?” I asked Allen after George and Doug had left. Allen and OBB both gave us a big smile.

“We had our fingers up their tight little virgin twink assholes, that’s for sure. Got them good and hard. Thought they might beg us to give them a blow job. I know they wanted one in the worst way, but they just had to uphold their straight demeanor, not wanting to admit they might like to do anything considered gay, even though they would have loved to get off anyway they could after the shower we gave them this time,” Allen stated.

“Careful there, Allen. Don’t want to be giving our secrets away, unless they’re of the conviction not to kiss and tell,” I warned. Even Thad said to be careful.

“Hey, if they ever get a blow job from us, they will have begged for it, and have to give us one first. We’ll see. I think OBB and I might be able to get them there, but it’s definitely going to take some time. At least they feel more at ease around us these days, and are getting more comfortable with our teasing and nudity. It’s a start. One thing is for sure, and that is they’re horny. No doubt about that,” Allen assured us. “It’ll be interesting to see if anyone else recognizes the t-shirts we gave them and propositions them. That could get interesting,” Allen added.

After dinner, while the rest of the guys were watching TV, I went into the bedroom to call Zach. I asked him how things were going. After he told me how bad he missed Jake and me, he said that Gramps had a decent day. He was positive my trip home, and getting to spend a little time with me, made him feel dramatically better. I told Zach I was so glad to hear Gramps’ spirit was improved. Zach said there was no doubt about it. Zach told me his spirits were much better also, having had Jake’s and my cock up his ass. He said he was really missing that action now, and tonight would be a very lonely night with only his hand to rub one off. I told Zach, Jake and I were certainly missing him also. I reminded Zach to call me if Gramps’ condition got worse. He promised me he would, then told me he loved me again before he hung up.

I relayed the information to Jake, as well as Zach’s love for him also. Jake hugged me. We went to bed early again and cuddled. He did manage to fuck my ass before we fell asleep, making us both happy.

Waking up the next morning, I put on my polo shirt and khakis in anticipation of meeting Mr. Bill Atchison to discuss the purchase of the property we needed for the dormitory building. I told Thad, this was just an informational visit to show a tad bit of interest, and that I didn’t really want Bill to think I was very interested in the property. I needed to play it cool. Thad told me good luck before I headed off to Bill’s office.

It was a short walk to Bill’s office, about the same as to Buzz’s but not in the same direction. His offices were on the second floor of a four-story office building. I grabbed an elevator and headed up. The business had a suite of offices occupying one side of the entire floor of a decent sized building. There was a receptionist directly inside the entrance door. She took my name and called Bill to tell him I was here, even though I was about 10 minutes early. I had a seat and looked at some of his real estate magazines and listings. He sold commercial and residential properties as well as managed income properties, according to all the advertising pamphlets he had strewn all over the office. I assumed that was his picture on the pamphlets, which was hot enough to make my dick stir. Moments later, a thin, early 30’s guy with wavy blonde hair, beautiful eyes, sharp looking guy dressed in a polo shirt and khakis, came into the waiting room and walked over to me.

“Josh?” he asked as he stuck out his hand to shake mine. I nodded yes. “Bill Atchison,” he said, as he shook my hand and introduced himself.

“Nice to meet you, Bill,” I responded.

“So, you interested in that piece of land we have for sale just east of the university. Nice plot of land there for someone that can develop it the right way,” he stated.

“Possibly that piece, if it’s not too expensive to develop. Kind of a steep hill though. Not sure it’s worth what it might cost to develop the land to build on it, but it’s a possibility,” I replied.

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll find a way to develop it inexpensively. If not, we have other properties you might want to look at as well. Come to my office and we’ll chat about it, and see if we can’t convince you it’ll work,” he said, as he motioned for me to follow him to his office. Once inside his office, he closed the door behind us for some privacy. “You’re a nice looking young man. How did you get involved in commercial real estate at such a young age?” he asked looking me over pretty good.

“Long story, but I have a couple of businesses and have now been employed to add additional ones,” I told him.

“Who’s your employer?” he asked curiously.

“You’ve never heard of them as we’re just starting up, but have a few businesses we’re rolling into one company, a large cattle ranch, a few restaurant/pubs and an aviation charter company with four planes operating out of the City. It’s a venture capital company that has substantial assets, and we’re toying with the idea of opening up another business here in town. The official name is Stoney Enterprises. If you want to check with the bank next door, I’m sure they’ll tell you we are a well-capitalized company. Just in case you need a reference,” I assured him. He smiled, as he wrote down the Stoney Enterprises on his note pad.

“Good information, Josh. Just what kind of business are you looking for property to build?” he asked.

“We’ll keep that confidential right now, until I can see if the land will actually suit us for what we’re potentially going to use it for,” I replied.

“You’re very skilled for such a young age. But I’m here to help you in any way I can, so that’s fine for right now, until you learn to trust me more, and I get to know you better,” he replied, looking me over even more.

“I look forward to that,” I told him, giving him the eye also. We kind of mutually stared at each other curiously for a few moments.

“Well, the property you said you were interested in is 10 acres, some of it fairly steep, but still a steal at a $750,000. That’s only $75,000 an acre, located near the university also. What type of building do you anticipate erecting on that sight? Just asking to see if there was enough land there for what you anticipate building. We have some others at a million or so that might suit you better,” he added.

“Nice one, Bill,” I said, letting him know I wasn’t divulging any additional information other than what I had given him. “You’ll have to do better than that. I know what I need, and that property will work fine for what I would like to do with it. The property seems a little expensive for the terrain. I work with a construction company that has done some preliminary projections on site development for that property and it’s expensive for what we need,” I explained.

“Oh, what construction company are you working with?” he asked curiously.

“I think we may need to have a pretty close relationship before we get to everything you want to know, Bill. It might even involve sex before we get to all you’d like to know. That’s how close we’d have to be and I’m not sure either one of us is ready for that,” I chided. He smiled though. He wasn’t shocked and seemed somewhat pleased.

“Wo! This is a carefully guarded secret then. Humm. Although extremely unusual, can’t say sex would be all bad if it got us over the trust stage. You know us real estate guys will do just about anything to make a sale,” he said teasing back. “Guess today might be a little too soon?” he asked.

“Maybe a little preliminary, Bill, but you seem like a nice guy, so it might not take all that long,” I teased back.

“I like you, Josh. You’ve got a great sense of humor, and you certainly know how to negotiate. Could use a guy like you in the real estate world. Ever think about making a career in real estate?” Bill asked, half serious.

“I think I actually have, Bill. Who else my age would spend this kind of money on real estate?” I asked, looking him straight in the eye.

“Point well taken,” Bill replied. “Just would like to think I could persuade you to join my team. Could use a guy like you, straight to the point and with a peculiar sense of humor,” he added.

“Not so sure our teams are that far apart. We’ll just have to see,” I chided, still keeping him on his toes.

“So, you’re not going to tell me what you have in mind for the property so I could help you determine if it’s the right property for what you’re looking for or if one of my other properties might be better. Humm, how can I begin to help you then?” he asked.

“I have an architect and a contractor that has already determined my options for this and several other properties. I’m just going down the list to see who wants to sell and who thinks their property is worth way more than I do. If you don’t think I have a decent offer for the property, then I move onto the next real estate guy and see if he does. I don’t have a lot of time as my company is interested in getting started and I’m here today to see if you’re serious about selling or you just want to play. My timing says skip the foreplan and get straight to intense sex, if you know what I mean,” I replied.

“Damn, you do get straight to the point. What an interesting guy you are, Josh. Damned interesting. Give me a minute as I need to check on the specs and see what I have to have out of this piece of property,” he said, as he got up to go out to his other offices, presumably to check on what I had already determined he knew, but was stalling for time somehow.

“Suit yourself, but time’s wasting. I have other appointments today so I kind of need an answer soon,” I told him, playing tough.

Bill was gone for all of five minutes. Then he came back all smiles. “Damn, Josh, you are who you say you are,” he commented, making me shake my head, as if I was confused.

“I’m pretty sure I am. Why?” I asked confused.

“I did a quick check with the bank. You are a man controlling substantial assets. I called the bank president, who I know very well, with all my real estate transactions. We do considerable business with them. He basically said I should suck your cock if that’s what you needed to seal the deal,” Bill said chiding again.

“I guess you might be good enough to get me hard and drain my balls. But, I don’t think we know each other well enough just yet. And we haven’t heard what you’re willing to part with that property for,” I responded. Bill got a kick out of my answer.

“I thought you wanted to skip the foreplay and get right to the sex. Guess I’m going to have to get the ChapStick out after I take you to drinks and dinner,” Bill replied. I smiled.

“Don’t even need that, Bill. That couch over there would work fine. I haven’t gotten off in a while so I hope you’re hungry,” I chided again.

“Damn, Josh. I love your style, buddy. I could sure use you in my company. Everyone here’s so stiff and professional. We need to spice things up a little. You seem to know how to do that extremely well,” he said, grinning from ear to ear.

“I am a man of many talents, Bill. You just have to discover them. So, what’s the story on this property. Am I wasting my time with you, or are you going to get the ChapStick out and make me an offer I can’t refuse?” I asked him. Now he seemed a little nervous.

“Uh, well, what do you want to pay for it? I know you know how much it’s listed for. I guess that’s a place to start. You want to run over and take a look at it? I haven’t seen it in quite a while, and it might help to see it again to refresh my memory,” he offered.

“I guess we could. Better take your hiking boots as it’s rather hilly and rough looking. I’m surprised the city lets you get away with not brush hogging the property and keeping the weeds down. It’s rather overgrown with weeds, small trees and kind of rocky. Not sure if it’s worth the trouble to develop the site, but we can look at it,” I said playing down the worth of the property, trying to condition Bill into thinking he had a losing piece of property to sell.

“Can’t be all that bad,” he said somewhat concerned. “Come on, I’ve got my car downstairs. We’ll just take a little trip over there and look at it first hand,” he said, getting up from his desk and collecting his car keys. I followed him out of his office and through the rest of his office suite then down the elevator.

“So, you out of school and into the business world big time now?” he asked on our way down in the elevator.

“Nope, just starting my second year at Uni. As you can see, I’m a business major, co-captain of the swim team, belong to the sports fraternity, and in my spare time, I run businesses and look for more,” I replied.

“Shit, you should be teaching business as much success as you have under your belt for a sophomore in college. When I was your age, which wasn’t all that long ago, mind you, we were banging girls, getting high, hell even banging each other for all I know, and just living the life. You’re way ahead of where I was then. Damn,” he said in awe.

“So, are you telling me you’re bi-sexual then?” I asked with a big smile.

“What? Fuck! Hell, I don’t know. Is it that important? You know how you are in college, half drunk not knowing who you’re banging half the time. It was a crazy irresponsible time in my life, but I had fun, at least I think I did,” he replied, somewhat shocked at my question.

“It doesn’t bother me a bit if you’re bisexual, Bill, just as long as you’re good a sucking cock and have a tight asshole. We’ll get along just fine,” I chided.

“You are one crazy mother fucker, Josh. I like your style. We need to get a few drinks sometime and hang out. You’re one cool dude,” he replied. I just smiled.

I followed him out of the elevator and out of the building, admiring his tight ass as I did. Those glutes looked tight to me, and I was dying to pinch them, but we weren’t there to that point yet.

Bill had a small Benz we piled into. I noticed a tube of lipstick in one of his trays in the console. “You use this when you’re entertaining?” I asked, as I picked it up and waved it at him. He smiled and shook his head.

“Damn, you don’t miss a thing, do you. No, I don’t wear it. It belongs to my trophy girlfriend, you might say. She has her stuff all over my shit. Somewhat of a nuisance if you ask me, but hell hath no furry like she has if she needs her lipstick somewhere and it’s not there. She’s somewhat of a bitch, you might say, but looks good at parties and to customers. Kind of something I just have to put up with. The bitch thinks I have money, but hell, I struggle like every other swinging dick out there. Yeh, I have decent offices and we do okay, but I’d really love to break into commercial real estate properties more, if you know what I mean. That’s where the serious money’s at,” he said as we quickly arrived at the property.

“Looks like a dense jungle down there, Bill. You sure it’s safe to even make our way down the hill?” I asked looking at it from up top from the street.

“You are such a card, Josh. Yes, trust me it’s safe, although you ought to be worried about me, us all alone together out here. You just never know,” he chided.

“I think I can handle myself,” I replied. “Maybe you should be worried about me,” I added, smiling back at him.

“Humm, could get pretty interesting and hot at the same time. Might not be all bad. It’d be a change from the bitch at least,” he remarked. “There’s a nice stream at the bottom and a hiking trail that goes along the edge. Actually, the property line goes to the stream and the hiking trail is on public land on the other side of the stream. The trail is a gradual descent and ascent on the other side. This property has the steepest decline of anything around here. Obviously, that’s why it’s been for sale for so long, although I shouldn’t be telling you that,” he explained.

As we made our way through the weeds and down the hill, I was behind him. I made sure to stumble at one point and fall up against him. He turned around and caught me in his arms. I felt the strength of his arms and chest and he cuddled me, then restored me to my feet. “So sorry, Josh. You took a good fall there, buddy. Can’t have anything happening to you for sure,” he remarked, still holding onto me until he was satisfied I had sure footing.

“Wow, that was interesting. Thought we were going to have a moment there together, Bill. Felt kind of good, actually,” I said smiling up at him. “Thanks for rescuing me,” I said, quickly hugging him, getting a little hug back.

“No problem at all. Just be careful. Actually, this terrain is a lot steeper and wilder than I remembered it to be,” he remarked, as he brushed some of the weed chaff off my back, hitting my ass with his hands as he did, not bothering to make any excuse, as if he was just helping me out.

We finally made it to the bottom, not without some difficulty, but we made it. The more difficulty there was, the better bargaining position I was in.

“Look at that beautiful stream, Josh. So picturesque. Doesn’t cost another dime for that stream either. We throw that in with the cost of the land. Now if you decide you need to level this off somehow, you’ll have to protect the stream with retaining walls or build up above and just clear the land down to the stream. You could do a park like development down here somehow. It’d be nice, don’t you think?” he asked, trying to sell me on the idea.

“You know, Bill, when I see all this, I think expensive to develop. There’s a lot of fill we’d have to dump on this property and then the expense to clear the land for a park?” I asked looking at him oddly. “I see way too many dollars in development costs here. Maybe I need to look elsewhere at some of my other options. I think I’ve seen enough. I just don’t think this is going to work,” I told him as I gazed into his worried face.

“Josh, don’t give up on this right away. Again, it depends on what you want to build here. Maybe some of my development friends can help you with design and site development to where we can make these 10 acres work for you. Let’s not count this out just yet. I’ve had this on the market for several years, actually. It hasn’t helped that it’s in the shape it’s in to sell it. I keep telling the owner he needs to spend some money developing the land to make it more saleable, but he says that costs too much money and he’s not willing to do it. Shit, I need to sell it. It doesn’t do my reputation any good to have property in inventory for years and not be able to sell it. Help me out here. I’m sure we can come to a deal somehow,” Bill said almost desperate.

“I don’t know, Bill. I’m glad you brought me all the way down here, as I’ve only seen the property from up above. Now that I’ve seen how rough it is, I probably shouldn’t have considered it. I’m sorry I wasted your time, but you were kind of fun anyway. It was nice getting to know you at least. I guess we can go back now,” I told him, giving him an indication, I had no interest in the property.

“Josh, buddy, pal. Please, let’s not rule this out. It’s close to the University at least. That in itself is part of the reason the price is what it is. It’s 10 acres located in the city limits. That should make it prime real estate right there. There must be something we can do to make this part of your portfolio of future businesses,” he said desperately.

“I don’t know, Bill. It’s so rugged,” I continued to reply, then sat down on a large rock. Bill sat down right beside me. Our shoulders had to touch for both of us to fit on the rock.

“See how nice it is here, Josh. That babbling brook or stream, whatever you want to call it. Hell, it’s probably full of condoms from all the couples that come down here to fuck, but it looks nice, anyway. You couldn’t find a setting like this any place else in town. Surely, this has to appeal to your business sense for development,” I suggested.

“Speaking of condoms, looks like a couple of freshly used ones over there,” I said pointing to a couple of fairly full rubbers, full of someone’s DNA.

“Shit, someone was backed up, it looks like. Lot of spunk in those. Must have been a pair of couples down here. Damn someone must have had some fun,” Bill replied.

“Yeh, or a couple of guys flip fucking,” I added. He laughed. He agreed it could have been that also. At least he knew what that was. I was impressed. Maybe the trophy girlfriend was just a front to hide his real interest. I was pretty sure I could have had him suck my cock just to get me to agree to at least consider this property, but I was determined to keep it professional unless he wanted otherwise.

“I’d just ask you to consider this anyway. I have architects, contractors and developers that I’m sure would love to talk to you about how you could develop this property with the least amount of site development possible, Josh. I can have you fixed up with them in no time,” Bill assured me.

“I already had the same types of professionals look at it, Bill, and, believe me, the site development on this property is not cheap by any means. I’ve already looked at it,” I said leaning more into him as I told him. I swear his head almost laid on my shoulder.

“Josh, buddy, pal. What would it take to unload this property to you to make it work with the cost to develop the site the way you wanted it to be? Come on, shoot me a price,” he said, leaning around, getting right in my face. I could have kissed him right then and there, he was that up close and personal.

“To get it to where I needed it, you’d have to give it to me free,” I responded.

“Fuck, well we know that can’t happen, but at least we have a starting point to negotiate something so we’re making progress,” he said leaning into me some more.

“You have as much of a chance of getting me to purchase this property as I do seeing you run naked up and down the stream, Bill. I just don’t think it can happen,” I told him leaning into him.

“Fuck, I need to sell this piece of shit,” Bill said, then got up and started taking off his clothes. He stripped naked right in front of me, then ran up the stream a little and then back, ending up right in front of me. I was laughing my ass off. Besides the fact, he completely shocked the hell out of me, he had a very impressive body, nice manly chest, with a little blonde whitish hair between his pecs, silver dollar sized perky pink nipples, decent fairly defined six pack, little blonde treasure trail from his naval to his trimmed, but substantially bushy pubes, a good 5” flaccid cut cock, which made me wonder what it was like hard. He had two nice sized shaved nads, one hanging a little below the other one. His ass cheeks were lightly covered in whitish blonde hair and there was a small hint of the same whitish blonde hair in his ass crack. “Seen enough? I did it. I ran up and down the stream naked. Now, can you tell I’m serious about selling this property?” he asked throwing his hands up in the air.

“Damn, Bill. I wish I had a picture of this. You are one crazy mother. I will say you have determination, the likes of which I haven’t seen before from anyone in your profession. Nice ass and cock also,” I added just to crack him up. He ended up standing in front of me. “It’s a good thing we’re in the weeds here and not out in the open unless someone comes bicycling up the path on the other side of the stream. If that happens, I’ll just grab and kiss you, and they’ll just think we’re down here fucking,” I chided. Bill half laughed, then started putting on his briefs, then his shirt, then pants, and finally was dressed again. “Shit, I think I liked you better naked,” I chided as he finished dressing.

“You would,” he teased. “You have me at a disadvantage,” he told me as he put his shoes back on.

“How’s that?” I asked curiously.

“You’ve seen me naked, but I haven’t seen you naked. We’re only half a team so far,” he uttered.

“That could be arranged,” I said smiling. He smiled back.

“Well to be fair, that’s the best way to really get to know one another,” he said seriously.

“Okay, take your clothes off again and I’ll take mine off. That way we’ll be equal,” I said to a semi-shocked face.

“Seriously?” he asked as he stopped in his tracks.

“Hey, I can be as crazy as you can, Bill. Just so you know what you’re up against. I don’t mind this competition or getting to know you, if you don’t,” I offered. He quickly started undressing again, and I did the same until we were both naked standing in front of one another, naked as the day we came into this world only with pubic hair now. He stared at me and I stared at him.

“I don’t believe we’re doing this,” he uttered as we both explored one another’s bodies with our eyes. “Looking pretty hot there, Josh. I bet all the girls want a piece of you,” he surmised.

“Don’t have time or the patience for them, Bill. I’ll leave that to you. You look pretty hot yourself. I bet your trophy girlfriend likes that nice cock of yours in her mouth and pussy,’ I suggested.

“It’s not all it’s cracked up to be, Josh. Women are so fickle, time consuming and, hell, just a lot of trouble. Still, the world thinks we need them for some reason,” he said. “Sometimes it’s just easier to take care of ourselves,” he said rather dreamily, as if he was lost in a moment. I noticed that cock of his was starting to lengthen some. “Well, I guess we really got to know one another, and, hopefully, we passed the test,” he said rather hastily, then looked around for his briefs.

“Nice ass there, Bill. You’ve been working out some too. I can tell. Nice muscle definition also. You look great, Bill. You should be proud of yourself,” I said trying to compliment him some.

“Really? You think so?” he asked. I nodded yes, then came over to him and felt his arms and shoulders. He stood perfectly still and let my hands wander, although he was starting to get nervous, but didn’t want to move. Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he said, “Of course I can’t compete with your 19 or 20 year old hot body. There’s no comparison. You have me beat there, Josh. I’m 32 for Heaven’s sake. You’re in your prime,” he mentioned nervously, as my hands caressed his arms and shoulders then moved down to his abs.

“Nice fairly defined six-pack there, Bill. Very nice. I think that ass is rather hot also, nice tight glutes, very good for thrusting that cock of yours when you fuck,” I said quietly, as I ran my hands lightly over his lightly haired ass. Now his cock was starting to harden. He reached over and felt my glutes, gently squeezing them as I was running my hands over his.

“Nice ass also, Josh. What are we doing here?” he asked almost whispering.

“Getting to know each other, Bill. Really getting to know each other,” I replied whispering, losing him in the moment.

“We shouldn’t be doing anything like this, you know. We’re not being professional here,” he said, as he looked at my face, wanting to kiss me in the worst way. I moved my head around as if to tease him with my lips, but not wanting to connect that way, not yet anyway. I could feel our hardening penises rub up against one another, taking both our breaths away, causing us to pull our bodies together in an embrace. I wanted to go down on him in the worst way. I could tell he was more than willing, and would do it to me if I’d give him any indication it was okay to do it. We were both nervous as we embraced, our hard cocks pinned between us, neither of us knowing what to do next, but not wanting whatever that might be to end just yet.

Then suddenly, we heard noises, people talking and giggling, but we couldn’t see anyone. We hastily dashed for our clothes and scrambled to get dressed. We were at least presentable, but without shoes and socks and somewhat concealed by weeds and brush, as a group of older ladies out walking, rounded the curve on the walking path on the other side of the stream. They were surprised to see us standing on the other side in the brush and rocky terrain. Bill waved to them and told them to have fun. They waved back and told us to be careful where we were.

“Fuck that was close,” Bill said nervously, still desperately trying to get his socks and shoes on and safely dressed. We both started laughing at the desperate move to get dressed finally, and the narrow escape from being caught by the old ladies walking club. We didn’t say much to each other as we climbed back up the hill to the street. Bill stumbled once and I caught him. He seemed to like the fact I caught and held him as he once had done for me. We got back into his Mercedes and he started the car, but never put it in drive.

“Are we okay?” he asked seriously.

“I think we’re great,” I replied upbeat. He looked at me, giving me a nervous smile.

“I, uh, I didn’t mean to be, not sure how to say this, but I mean, fuck, I don’t know what I mean, Josh,” Bill stammered. I leaned over and quickly kissed him gently on the lips, making him almost melt.

“We just really got to know each other, Bill. Surprisingly, it didn’t take all that long for us to get to know each other,” I replied, making him relax a little.

“I wouldn’t mind getting to know you more, if that were possible,” he admitted. I smiled.

“I suppose that could happen. I like what I know about you so far. We are both discreet professional individuals, and could have a valued friendship that might even help our work,” I suggested.

“Yeh, right. That’s right,” Bill said with some enthusiasm.

“Now, you just have to find a way to sell me that property inexpensively enough for me to be able to develop it, so we can continue to enjoy our friendship. I don’t want to put any pressure on our friendship, but it would be nice if you could come up with a decent price so I could help you, and you could help me. You need to sell it in the worst way. At least it seemed to me to be the situation when you stripped, and ran naked along the stream. I took that as a fairly desperate move. I need a piece of property, like the one you have, but at the price you want to sell it, I can’t afford the site development. We both want to develop a stronger friendship, and, hopefully, enjoy other real estate deals in the future, so we need to find a way to resolve the buyer/seller situation we have here, and see if we can’t come to terms on something. That would mean working earnestly together a lot more often, wouldn’t you agree?” I asked. He leaned over and kissed me passionately this time. “I take that as a yes,” I said smiling.

“Fuck, Josh, you literally blow my fucking mind. I’ve never met a person quite like you before, and I’ve met all kinds, believe me. We have to make this deal work. We just have to. I have to get to know you much better, and I’m not going to let this deal stand in the way of that,” he said adamantly.

“Then sharpen your pencil, and let’s make this happen somehow. I’m open to suggestions,” I said winking at him. That statement almost took his breath away.

“Right now, I’d love that beautiful cock up yours deep in my ass, is what I’d love, but I guess I have to come up with a great price on a piece of property to get to know you that well,” he suggested. I leaned over and kissed him passionately again. His khakis were definitely tenting now. I ran my hand over his hardon through his khakis. “Oh, fuck, Josh.

“Like I said. A price somewhere less than a half million might just work. The further south, the more assured I am it could probably work. See what you can come up with,” I mentioned.

“Fuck if it were up to me, I’d give you the damned property,” he said, enjoying my hand teasing his boner.

“That would definitely get you the deal,” I assured him.

“That would get me fired also. But then, it just might be worth it,” he said as I caressed his cock through his khakis. He put his hand on my crotch and felt my hardon also.

“Feels nice, Bill. We have so much more work to do with one another. How soon can you get me an answer on what you can do with the price of the property?” I asked.

“I’m all over this, just as soon as I get back to the office,” he assured me. I was sure he would be as horned up as I had him.

“Well, let’s get going then. Times a wasting. I have to get something going soon or move on,” I said in a non-threatening way. I thought he was going to melt, but he put the car in drive and we took off, my hand still laying on his boner.

“You are something else, Josh. I sure did meet my match today, that’s for sure. I never in my wildest dreams ever dreamed of something like this happening today. Damn, this is crazy,” he said as he drove on.

“You just never know what form negotiations take when they first get started. I guess we got to know each other rather quickly today and now look at us. We’re off and running, trying to put together a great deal for both of us,” I responded.

“Fuck yes, we are. And we will too. I’ll make sure of that by all means. When can we see each other again?” he asked excitedly.

“Whenever you have some good news to present to me, Bill. I’ll be at your beckon call just as soon as you have some great news for me,” I assured him.

“It’ll be soon, I promise you, Josh. You’ll hear from me soon,” he assured me.

“Drop me off at the old bowling alley, if you don’t mind. I have a crew there and an office. There’s a bunch of us guys that live in the apartment we’ve remodeled upstairs. It’s a great place. Oh, and I have a boyfriend, that l love dearly, who’s probably hotter than I am and loves to get to meet new people, just so you know. But that needs to stay between us,” I told him.

“My lips are sealed, that is until they get around that beautiful cock of yours someday soon. Hell, bring your boyfriend too. I’d love to meet him also. Can’t believe there are two hot guys that want to play. Wow, this is awesome,” Bill replied.

“What about your trophy girlfriend?” I asked with a smirk.

“Fuck her. You’re more than welcome to if you’d like. That’d keep her off my dick for once,” he said, somewhat disgustedly.

“Okay, I can tell where your interests lie, and not necessarily with the girlfriend,” I commented.

“You noticed? She’s a pain, a real pain, Josh. But, she looks good at dinners and cocktail parties, and the sex isn’t all that bad. Still, having sex with you has to be very special, I have to believe. I can’t wait to find out,” he added.

“Don’t go losing a grip on your own professional life for a roll in the sheets with me or me and Jake, Bill. Don’t get crazy. We all have our fantasies and daydreams, but don’t get stupid with them,” I warned him.

“I can handle it, Josh. We’re not gong to fall in love, don’t worry. What I would love is a great friendship with some benefits from time to time, if we find out it works. If not, we haven’t lost anything. Understand what I mean?” he asked.

“Understood and agree, Bill. Glad you think of it that way, because I have way too many friends I deeply care about already. A casual friend would be nice though,” I said as he pulled into the parking lot. Erin and Dustin were bringing some stuff out to the dumpster and got to see the Benz and Bill. They gave us a smile.

“Those guys friends of yours or the employees of the contractor?” he asked.

“Those are valued friends with major benefits, Bill, since you asked,” I assured him.

“Fuck me,” he said totally in awe of Erin and Dustin.

“That can be arranged and soon depending on when you get back to me,” I replied. He shook his head.

“They’re beautiful, Josh. You have a whole harem up there like those two?” he asked.

“Pretty much. There are more of us, but we don’t advertise. Someday maybe we’ll invite you over for one of our famous showers. I’m sure they guys would just love to get their hands on you,” I suggested, as I ran my hand over his boner one last time.

“You’re so naughty,” he said feeling my hand on his hard cock.

“Hey, I didn’t take off my clothes in front of a total stranger and run naked up and down the stream and then stand in front of that stranger waiting for something to happen. Who’s the real naughty guy?” I asked.

“Point taken. I’m such a slut, I guess,” Bill remarked.

“Yeh, but a hot one at that. We’d have discovered each other eventually anyway, but it would have taken ages to do that. You took a hell of a chance, but I can truthfully say I was happy you did. It was great fun, Bill. You’re a great guy,” I said and quickly kissed him before anyone happened to see us.

I got out of the car and told him goodbye. He looked at me longingly. I felt a little guilty, as if I used sex to get a better deal on the property, but the truth of the matter was, it was great to get to know him. I had no idea that our mutual likes would culminate between us that quickly. I also saw him as potential boyfriend material for Coach, although his standing in the business community and real estate world would probably be better off with the trophy girlfriend, unfortunately. Still, it was a wild card, but you never know.

“Nice Benz,” Erin mentioned as I joined them to go back into the building. “Who’s the hottie you were with?”

“Bill Atchison, to be exact. He’s the realtor for the land we want to buy for the dormitory,” I explained.

“You get a good deal out of him?” Erin asked.

“Possibly. He’s working on it earnestly, so we’ll see. We might need to invite him over to shower with us sometime and see if we can move negotiations along a little,” I told them. They got a little excited.

“You think he has potential for our team?” Erin asked.

“I’d say there’s definitely some potential there. We just might have to develop it a little and see what happens,” I replied.

Jake cornered me and asked me how it went. I told him the whole story, leaving out nothing. Jake couldn’t believe that all happened, but then said, if I was involved, anything could happen. I told him it wasn’t all me this time. I’m not sure he believed me, but he was all smiles and hugged me anyway.

“Just remember, you’re all mine. Tell him he can play, but he can’t own,” Jake warned me. I kissed him passionately and assured him I was all his. That seemed to please him.
 
Catching up on the last three chapters...

240. Buzz is a funny, joyful, hornily naive character, somehow like Todd and Chad in their first scenes. Can't wait for all the fun and the energy that would happily explode from Buzz once he opens up to Josh and friends.

241. Coach revealed himself as a more deep character then the horny one from the first chapters. Now Josh has someone else to care and find a match for. And it may be..

242. Bill. Oh, boy.. what a character. Looks like how Josh could be (without the girlfriend, of course) as an adult working in his business company. Can't expect anything but crazy stuff happening between the two of them. These two reminds me of the level of playfulness between Josh and Tuck.. ;)

And poor George and Doug, all covered in soot, then completely covered by Allen and OBB's hands :lol: as in WEST SIDE STORY, "something's coming"..

Can't wait for the next chapter, also to see if and how the Dawson's problem will be solved

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Again, an amazing chapter. Never expected Bill to be such a character. Definitely some interest there only Josh is doing some hard negotiating to get the land for what he wants to pay. Wow, this is going to be interesting to see how this turns out. Is Bill going to join the team also? Not so sure about his trophy girlfriend. He kind of came out to Josh fairly quickly. Although is was Josh that pressed the issue after Bill took the dare, got naked and ran up and down the stream to proved to Josh he was serious about getting him a good deal. Then it got up close and personal with Josh. Josh found Bill's weakness, I guess. Such charm our Josh has. So many relationships. Should be interesting to see where the Bill relationship goes. What happened to Peter and Terry? Still haven't connected with Josh and Jake yet. I have to write all these names down you introduce and make notes to keep them straight. We're ready for more, FT. Got to keep this thing going. Anxious to see what the place is like when school starts again and all the other characters return. Keep those fingers typing. We need more. Many thanks for your labor of fun for all of us. BC
 
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