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Chapter 222 – The Business Trip?
I re-emphasized to Jake that no one but him was to know where I was, and if anyone needed anything other than Jordan or Greer, he was to take care of it. If Jordan or Greer needed anything, which I was fairly certain they didn’t since Stoney wasn’t breathing down their necks to get something done, I would take care of it on Thursday. Jake was as stymied as I was as to what Stoney could possibly want. He was supposed to be on a relaxation tour, a possible trip down memory lane to connect with old friends and just kick back, relax, and have some fun. Something told me he was working on another project he was fixing to dump in our laps, like he had the others. But that didn’t seem to fly since Greer had control over all his affairs lately, and he never mentioned anything on the West Coast or any place else other than our area. The ranch, cattle and investments, were all I could think of he was involved with and that seemed to fit from what Greer had shared with me. One thing was for certain, and that was Stoney did not want Greer to know anything about what he was about to share with me. Had he found a long-lost boyfriend or something? My mind was on overdrive trying to piece together a scenario that might possibly fit. I racked my brain trying to remember all the conversations where he may have left a clue as to what all he was doing while he was gone. I couldn’t come up with anything as hard as I tried.
“Josh, you going to be okay going all that way by yourself?” Jake asked me.
“Sure. No problem. I just wish I had some idea as to what I’m doing there. He’s never asked for me alone before. I trust him totally, and I’m sure whatever this is, it’s good for all of us. Stoney doesn’t play games. Everything he’s done has only enhanced our entire net worth for life. It’s just kind of crazy he wouldn’t say what it was he needed me for,” I said thinking out loud.
Jake hugged me. “I’m sure it will be exciting and fun, babe. I’m going to miss you though,” he said and kissed me.
“It’s only a couple of days, thank goodness. You’ll have to keep things going while I’m gone, not that you don’t anyway. Hell, you’re running the crew, getting the place painted which is our most important project right now anyway. Just don’t fuck the paint store guys until I get back. I want to be in on Drey and Jim when we finally get them naked,” I told him smiling.
“Oh, believe me if we ever get that far, it’ll be because of you and not me, Josh. That’s your forte. You’re the seducer. I’m just along for the fun,” Jake assured me. I hugged him even tighter.
“Love you, babe. You are the love of my life. Trust me on that one,” I assured him. I got plenty of hugs and kisses for that statement.
“You think Stoney might be in a hurry to get this next project off the ground?” Jake asked.
“We’ve got Balls working on the study and Buzz working on a cost-effective design. We kind of need him to work with Todd and Chad to come up with a price per square foot so we can see if we’re in the ballpark or not on annual rental fees. The one thing we don’t have is the land cost, which is kind of critical to the overall cost structure. I’ve been looking at commercial properties in the evenings on-line, when I didn’t get distracted. Maybe we should check some out today and see what we’re looking at cost wise,” I suggested.
“Probably should so Stoney doesn’t think we’re just playing with our dicks,” Jake replied.
“Well, we sure did a lot of that yesterday,” I remarked to Jake’s smile.
We finally went back to the living room and joined the others. “So what’s the plan today or are we just chilling?” Trevor asked.
“I think Jake and I need to look at a couple of properties. It seems that our project may have been moved up time-wise so we should probably get serious on some land costs. I think we can look at most of these on foot, since whatever we come up with will have to be within walking distance of the campus,” I explained.
Trent asked Thad what I was talking about. Thad told him we were just doing a survey for potential business for the bar. I was proud of him for not divulging our expansion plans.
I printed off the spec sheets on some of the commercial properties that looked interesting and Jake and I headed out with Trevor and Andy who seemed interested in helping.
On our walking tour Trevor asked, “What’s going on with Thad and Trent, guys? I may not always agree with Thad on a few things. I kind of think he’s a prude in a way, but I do care about the guy. He’s a very caring and sensitive guy even for a straight guy. I’m concerned he might have feelings for Trent that are going to create a major hurt. Even if Thad were inclined to give into male sex somehow, is Trent the right guy to do that with. I mean, Trent’s hot enough, and I wouldn’t mind tapping that hot ass of his, but I’m not sure Thad sees Trent from a sexual standpoint, but more of a love of friend. If he sees Trent having sex with other guys, something he can’t share with him I just think he’s headed for a big hurt,” Trevor shared.
“Jake and I kind of feel the same way. He’s gotten extremely close to Trent these last few days. They are worlds apart in common interests. Trent made no bones about being horny and needing male attention. So far, Thad’s not been able to help him there, nor does he probably care to. You or Andy tap Trent’s ass like he’d love to have you do, and I think Thad will be traumatized. I don’t know what to do about it or if we should do anything about it. Maybe he just needs to play it out, but we don’t need to create any interference. It’d be better if none of us had sex with Trent. He’s not part of our group. We took him in, cared about him, but he’s not one of us. I just think he could create some problems at least now. Maybe in time, when we really know his heart, he could become one of us, but I don’t think he’s ready for that, nor are we,” I said expressing my opinion.
“I agree, Josh. Andy feels the same way,” Trevor added. “Maybe he’s fine and sincere, but Thad’s playing in an area he knows nothing about. I know I sure didn’t know about the male affairs of the heart when I first got started, and I wanted male sex with other guys that were of the same mind. Let’s face it, Thad isn’t of the same mind. I’m just afraid he’s going to get hurt. I don’t really know how to explain it to tell you the truth,” Trevor added.
“I think what you’re saying is that Thad seems to love Trent, but the love Trent needs is physical as well as mental and Thad can only provide the mental caring and love, which is not going to be enough for Trent. That’s the take I’m struggling with,” I told them.
“I think that’s it, Josh. I mean it’s great to care that much about one another. We all do, but we also share physical intimacy with each other to accentuate that care and love. That isn’t going to happen with those two, and someone’s going to be disappointed, although it really isn’t any of our business. Still, it worries Andy and me,” Trevor explained. “I may be crazy, and a hair oversexed, but I still know how to care and what’s right in the treatment of others,” Trevor finished.
“Damn, Trevor. I’m starting to really care about you now. You are wise and mature in your thinking when it comes to caring about friends. Maybe not so much when it comes to your dick and ass,” I said causing us all to laugh. Trevor stopped and hugged me though. Andy did also ending us all up in a group hug. “You guys are my rock. I love and trust you guys to the max. You’re right. Trent isn’t right for this group yet. Maybe someday, but not yet,” I added. They all agreed.
We all liked a piece of property about 6 blocks from the bowling alley and only three blocks off of one side of campus. It was rather rugged. There were older houses, mostly rented out to students, between the available property and campus. It was mainly covered in woods and backed up to a creek and more woods. The property had a rather steep decline to the creek area, which is probably why it was never developed for housing before. The price was fairly reasonable, but it would certainly take some development to bring it to where we could build on it. We discussed having Todd and Chad take a look at it to see if it would cost an exorbitant amount to develop the land to the point we could build on it. We also needed to see if there was a flood plane there that we weren’t aware of.
“Damn, you’d think we knew what the fuck we were doing, developing property and running businesses,” Trevor commented.
“Hold onto your ass, Trev. We’re just getting started. This may be the first of many, for all we know. That is if we don’t fuck it up,” I commented. Trevor patted me on the back.
“You won’t let that happen, Josh. We all know that. Damn, the thought of what we’re doing makes my dick hard,” Trevor added.
“Andy walking in front of you makes your dick hard, Trev,” Jake told him.
“Yes he does. That hot little ass of his really gets my nuts to boiling and my cock ridged as steel,” Trevor said, almost salivating looking at Andy’s ass. “I think I’m starting to care about him just a little and not just thinking of fucking that hot ass,” Trevor joked.
“Trevor, you are a piece of work. What you say in public and what you say to me in private are two different things. Don’t give Josh and Jake the wrong idea,” Andy commented. Trevor laughed.
“We do care about one another. I may be a dick at times, and you know I love to tease, but one thing’s for sure. I also know how to love and care about the people most important to me in life, and I’d say I have the top three right here with me today,” Trevor admitted. We all stopped and hugged him. “That is until the next hot piece of ass comes by and makes my dick hard,” he added, jokingly. We all shot him the finger.
It was late afternoon, and we had seriously inspected about six properties. We liked the location, with the steep incline to the creek, the best of all of them. The question that bothered us the most about that location was what it might cost to prepare the land. We needed Todd and Chad, and possibly Buzz for that one. We headed back to the bowling alley.
When we got close to the bowling alley, we saw Allen’s Mustang GT in the parking lot. Allen and OBB had finally returned. We got upstairs to find them in their briefs and all excited about their trip. We all got hugs from the two of them, and true to form, OBB groped me as he hugged me.
Trent and Thad were sitting together on the couch listening to everything that Allen and OBB had to tell them. Trent was totally intrigued with all the sexual stuff, but Thad looked bored. Allen said he and OBB couldn’t believe what happened to Trent. They were blown away by it, then warned him to date better in the future.
“We having pizza tonight?” Allen asked all excited. I nodded we could. “Great, OBB and I want to fuck that hot pizza delivery boy’s ass. We haven’t had any good ass in a few days. Most all the hot swimmers took off a couple of days ago and just the ugly straight ones stayed. I told OBB we should have left yesterday, but then we thought we could find some strange around the hotel. Not like what we’re used to dealing with. No boy pussy worth fucking for a couple of days. We packed it up and came home. The pizza boy will work out fine and take a little pressure off our balls,” Allen commented.
Trevor, Andy, Jake and I got down to our briefs and grabbed some beers. Allen and OBB went into great detail, sometimes sordid details, about their quest for Olympic divers and the trials. They said it wasn’t all sex, even though they had some terrific sex. They got to meet a lot of the Olympic hopefuls and their private coaches, some of whom liked a cock up their ass also. Since Allen and OBB weren’t there to try out, they were free agents for fucking and weren’t a conflict of interest, as they put it. We all laughed, but knew only too well, what the two had been up to. OBB said they liked it so well, they were going to go again to the next preliminary tryouts in a few weeks. I reminded them we had lots of work to do here. They said they were prepared to get busy starting tomorrow. Erin and Dustin had filled them in on the orgy at Todd and Chad’s yesterday which they missed. They seemed disappointed, but were sure there would be more. They asked me for an update on the projects, which I filled them in. I told them I would update them on the new one later. I didn’t trust Trent to talk about all our business in front of him.
I was trying to figure out a way to explain to the group my absence for a couple of days. I decided to tell the guys I had a swimming team conference to attend with Coach for a couple of days. “You have to be back for your birthday,” Allen insisted. I assured him I’d be back by then, but asked him why it was so important. “Birthdays are always important in our group. We might have some special plans,” Allen remarked.
“I told you guys I want a quiet birthday, no big deal. You can get a cake if you want, hell even ice cream, but let’s not get carried away with anything. It’s not like I’m turning 21, which might be a big deal when that happens,” I said, not wanting them to think my birthday was anything special.
Allen and OBB were ecstatic that Dustin was now one of us, at least a top. They told him they wanted to take him for a trial run this evening. Dustin was all smiles. They were even more ecstatic when they learned he had an unlimited amount of man seed and could conceivably go all night and all day, if he didn’t wear his dick out. That fact nearly blew them away.
We had pizza for dinner, and, yes, the pizza boy got a big tip, two actually, the tip of Allen’s cock and that of OBB’s, up his poop shoot and happy for it. He missed the two also. When Allen and OBB were done with him, hey kicked him out and had pizza and beer with the rest of us.
Allen and OBB decided they needed to sleep with Erin and Dustin when we finally decided to hit the hay. I was sure they had a great time getting used to Dustin’s cock up their hot little tight asses. Erin was probably happy to have Allen’s and OBB’s dicks up his hot ass again also.
Before jumping naked in bed with Jake, I checked on Thad and Trent. Thad was spooning Trent as usual. Trent seemed blissful in his arms. I bent down and kissed Thad on the lips, which made him smile. “You okay?” I asked him.
“I’m wonderful, Josh. Just great,” he said smiling back at me.
“I am too,” Trent chimed in. “Thad takes such good care of me, Josh. He’s wonderful. Can I have a kiss too?” Trent asked. I bent down to kiss him goodnight. He held my head and kissed me passionately. “I love you guys. You’ve been so wonderful to me,” he said rather sleepily.
“Be careful, Thad,” I said as I kissed him again on the forehead.
“Be careful of what?” he asked. I told him to just be careful and then left and shut the door.
Jake and I spent a good hour and a half passionately making love to each other, each of us topping the other, as we enjoyed some private intimacy between the two of us, before we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I got up early the next morning and threw what I needed to take, clothes wise, in my duffle bag. I threw on a pair of dress jeans and polo shirt, then grabbed my laptop to take with me also. Jake said screw the shuttle, he’d drive me to the regional airport about an hour away. I liked that idea. Jake and I drank a quick cup of coffee and grabbed a quick bowl of cereal. Thad and Trent were headed to the showers, not aware anyone was up at the time. They both had morning wood sticking out in front of them. I was kind of shocked to see that, and they were embarrassed that I did, hurrying to cover themselves.
“What, you do it all the time, Josh,” Thad said, embarrassed he’d been seen naked with a boner along with Trent. I had seen his hardon several times before, but for some reason he was ashamed of it today, which led me to wonder why. I didn’t have time to think about it at the time as I needed to hurry off.
Jake and I held hands almost all the way to the regional airport. This was the first time I was leaving him since I spent a few days at home at the beginning of the summer. It felt weird knowing I wouldn’t be sleeping with him for the next couple of nights, and wondering where I would be sleeping the next couple of nights. Jake made me promise to text him just as soon as I got to where I was going to let him know where I was. Jake kissed me over and over as he dropped me at the curb to check into the flight to Chicago. I had his tongue halfway down my throat when a security guard told him he had to move the Lincoln, he was stopped too long. He also told us to get a room. We both laughed.
I waved as he took off, then went into the terminal to the airline desk to pick up tickets and check in. I got the boarding pass for the shuttle to Chicago on a small commuter jet. I also got a boarding pass for the flight from Chicago. It was from Chicago to San Diego. Well, at least I knew where on the West Coast I was headed. Now if I just knew why.
It was a good hour until we boarded so I sat myself down, once through security, and crotch watched, a wonderful pastime I enjoyed, when it came to hot guys. I imagined what each of them looked like naked, the size and shape of their cock, the size and looks of their balls, how low they hung, what kind of bush they had, which side of their balls their cocks hung. My imagination gave me a boner for a couple of the guys I oogled. One of them sat down in front of me and spread his legs giving me a full view of a nice bulge. We made eye contact a couple of times and even smiled at one another, realizing we’d been caught. The third time we caught each other, he got up and moved to the seat beside me.
“You going to Chicago?” he asked making conversation.
“Yep. That’s the first leg. Then I guess I’m going to San Diego after that,” I told him.
“Fantastic place, San Diego. The names Peter,” he said sticking out his hand to shake mine.
“Josh here,” I said, as I smiled at him when we shook hands. Peter smiled back. We talked to each other as if we were old friends until we boarded the plane. The plane had open seating with two seats on each side. We found a couple of seats towards the back and sat together. Peter told me he was at Uni also, going to summer school, trying to catch up moving to the business school after starting out in engineering. He said he had a funeral to go to in Wisconsin at the last minute for a distant relative. His mother threatened to disown him if he didn’t show up. He wasn’t excited about going, but it was a family thing, and he guessed he needed to be there. I told him I was heading to San Diego for a couple of days of business. Then he asked me all kinds of questions about what kind of business a sophomore was in at my age. He was somewhat blown away by the fact we were operating one pub in the City and were opening a new one at Uni. I told him we just kind of fell into it at the beginning and it took off. He asked what my secret was, and I told him hard work and perseverance. He said my good looks didn’t hurt anything. I had to laugh. I told him he was well blessed in that area also. We both laughed again. We talked some more, then the captain came on and said we were departing the gate. The flight attendant went through his safety message, then dimmed the lights. Peter was yawning and said if he fell asleep it didn’t have anything to do with our new friendship. He said he didn’t get much sleep last night, actually none, he said. He didn’t want to be rude by falling asleep, but he always fell asleep on airplanes. I promised to wake him up when we got there to make sure he got off. He laughed again. We talked a little more, then he nodded off. All of a sudden, I felt his head on my shoulder. He looked like he was sound asleep. He had beautiful thick brunette hair, sensuous lips that begged to be kissed, the cutest nose and perfect eyebrows. His eyes were blue. All in all, I gave him a 9 out of 10. His current state of sleep allowed me to study him more fully, which I took total advantage of. The next thing I knew his arm plopped down in my lap. His hand was resting on my crotch against my junk. I found that amazing he didn’t realize where his hand was, but it felt kind of neat. He was making me hard. Every so often he moved a little as if he was snuggling with me more. His hand was definitely stimulating my boner when he gently moved. I thought two could play this game, and I kind of moved my hand over to his crotch. I was surprised to feel a nice full piece of wood beneath his shorts. That bulge, I had detected earlier, was real alright, and it was more pronounced now that his cock was engorged. Was I making him hard by his feeling me? I couldn’t tell, but he made no attempt to move either his or my hand. His lips were right beside my cheek. We were by ourselves back in the back, so I took the liberty of tenderly kissing his lips. He seemed to snuggle closer when I did. I was sitting beside the window. He had the aisle seat. His left arm was in my crotch and his right arm came across and held onto my right arm that was laying in his groin. He snuggled closer, tightening his grip on my right arm, making it difficult, if not impossible to move my hand from his groin. I had a handful of his junk and it wasn’t going anywhere. Although I was enjoying this situation immensely, I was concerned about the young male flight attendant that was working his way down the aisle to ask if we needed coffee or anything else to drink. There wasn’t anyone in front of us for a few aisles, but I could see the guy working his way towards us. There was a blanket in the pouch on the seat in front of me someone forgot to stow, so I grabbed that with my left hand and put it all the way up over his shoulders and across both of our laps. He still had his head on my shoulder and his lips inches from my face. That was the only semi-embarrassing visual effect at the moment. Our crotch feeling was covered at the moment. Peter stirred some more and moved his hand rather aggressively over my dick and balls. I did the same to him, which really seemed to please him as he sighed. I wasn’t sure if he was just pretending to sleep, and we were having a good time with one another, or if he was actually asleep. All I knew was I had a raging boner, I wanted to kiss him, strip him naked, suck him off, then possibly fuck that hot slender ass of his and cum hard. I felt that wasn’t asking too much since we had just met an hour earlier. He seemed good with it in his current condition.
The flight attendant was getting closer, and I was getting more nervous. He finally made it to me and saw that Peter was asleep. He whispered, “Wow, doesn’t your friend look comfortable.” I smiled.
“He had a rough night, and I hate to wake him,” I said as manly as I could.
“Works for me,” he said as if he didn’t believe me one bit, but then he moved on, and I was relieved.
Peter started nuzzling my neck, which only made my cock harder. I was sure I was leaking pre-cum at this point. I ran my fingers over his cock through his thin shorts. I could tell he was circumcised like me. He had a nice mushroom head on his nice thick cock. I could also detect some wetness at the tip of his penis. This boy was enjoying himself, and so was I. His hand moved more over my junk and down my leg, then retracted to my cock and balls again. I wanted desperately to have him jack me off at least. I gave him some of the attention he was giving me, but that only increased the wetness of his shorts. Looking down at his hairy tanned legs, shapely as they were, didn’t help much. I started to think about that hair extending up through his butt crack, a thought that only made me leak more pre-cum. Peter snuggled a little closer, his lips up against my neck. It almost felt like he was humping my hand on his junk, wanting my hand to feel the love between his legs and experience the seed of his loins. His breathing was a little heavy at this point. Just then we hit a little turbulence and the plane bounced a little which gave us both an opportunity to experience more feeling from one another. This was almost torture, but I never wanted it to end.
Our innocent sexual encounter came to an end when the flight attendant came on the intercom and told us we were starting our decent into Chicago O’hare and for everyone to make sure their seatbelts were on, the tray tables secured and their seats in the upright position. Peter stirred and sleepily sat up straight, moving his left arm, that had been fondling my junk, up to rub his sleepy beautiful eyes. I immediately withdrew my hand on his junk. He looked at the blanket covering him.
“Sorry I fell asleep, Josh. I had the most wonderful dream about you and me. I didn’t want to wake up, it was that good. Thanks for covering me up with a blanket. That was sweet of you to do that. Sorry I wasn’t more company for you, but I couldn’t stay awake. That nap really did me good, but I would have loved to have spent more time with you,” Peter told me looking me in the eyes almost lovingly.
“No problem, Peter. You were really out. You looked so peaceful sleeping. Hope you feel better now that you had a little nap.”
“To tell you the truth, I feel fantastic. It was great,” Peter replied.
Just then we landed and taxied to the gate. I told him I enjoyed talking to him and hoped I’d run into him sometime on campus. He said he hoped for the same as he’d like to get to know me better. Maybe some of my business savvy would rub off on him. I had to laugh. The flight attendant asked Peter if he had a good nap for the short flight. Peter told him it was the best. The flight attendant winked at me. I felt guilty.
We were walking up the jetway and were nearing the end when I told Peter to have a good rest of his trip, and I hoped to see him again. He smiled at me and said, “Maybe next time we see each other, we can actually finish what we started,” then he winked at me.
“You little shit. You were awake the whole fucking time?” I asked almost frantic. Peter grinned from ear to ear.
“Fuck, Josh, that was the best time I’ve ever had. You got me all wet though. I was leakin pre-cum like crazy. We’re not parting company until I can kiss you once more, properly this time,” he said as he took my arm and drug me the rest of the way out of the jetway and to a men’s restroom. There we went into a stall and we frantically drove our tongues down each other’s throats. We had our hands up each other’s polo shirts rubbing nipples and feeling crotches once more, as we tried to ravage one another.
“I can’t believe you did what you did. How many times have you done something like that, you crazy ass?” I asked him.
“Oh, come on, you can’t deny that we were both checking each other out in the gate area. We fucked each other several times with our eyes. You can’t deny that, Josh,” he said calling my bluff. I was guilty as charged. “And for the record, that was the first time I’ve ever done something like that, but you were worth the risk. I could’ve stopped it at any time, but it was going so well. You even covered us up so we could continue to have more fun. Tell me that flight attendant didn’t know what was going on. Fuck, that was the best flight I’ve ever had and the most fun. We have to get together, Josh. I want your dick up my ass in the worst way and mine up yours. Fuck, we have to do this. You know you want to in the worst way,” Peter said excitedly.
“I’ve got a boyfriend,” I admitted.
“So do I. Fuck, let’s make it a foursome and have an even better time. You have a place where we can fuck?” he asked anxiously.
“Hell yes. Jake would love you too. Jake’s my boyfriend,” I told him honestly.
“Terry is mine. He’s hotter than I am and has a bigger cock than I do. What’s Jake like?” Peter asked between kisses.
“He’s in gymnastics. He’s got a body and a heart to die for, with a dick and balls to go with it,” I told him, then kissed him passionately again.
“Terry is in gymnastics also. Was Jake the guy that injured himself to win the final match last year when he did that crazy dismount?” Peter asked.
“Hell yes. That was him,” I said surprised.
“Fuck, Terry always said what he wouldn’t give to have Jake’s cock up his ass. This is just amazing. We have to get together,” Peter said excitedly.
“You two done in there? Some of us have to shit,” a voice said from outside. Peter and I felt so embarrassed. We were both hard as a rock and Peter still had a wet spot on his shorts. It was all we could do to keep from laughing. I flushed the toilet a couple of times.
“Sorry, my friend is sick and he couldn’t stop vomiting. You might want to use another stall,” I said, suppressing my laughter. We held onto each other trying to hold it in. The guy moved on though. We kissed passionately one more time, then, looking to see if the coast was clear, unlocked the stall and quickly left.
“Give me your phone number,” Peter demanded, once we were back out in the concourse. I gave it to him and he called me immediately so I had his. “Have fun in San Diego, but don’t forget, we’re going to have some sensational sex when we both get back. This has to happen. I’m going to dream about tonight, what I got to feel this morning, for sure this time,” he said, then quickly hugged me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.
“You are one amazing individual, Peter. I could never have done what you did today, and I thought I was crazy. But, I’m so glad you did. That was the best flight I’ve ever had. Just remember, this cock is going up that ass of yours in the near future,” I said smiling at him.
“And this is going up yours, my friend,” Peter said as he rubbed his wet spot on his shorts. We parted company finally, as he headed out of the secured area. He never turned around again but put his hand up in the air to wave backwards to me. I was beaming all over.
I had a little bit of a walk to change terminals for the flight from Chicago to San Diego. Arriving at the gate, I noted we had a much larger plane for this flight. I had to pull out my boarding pass. I noted that I still had another 45 minutes before boarding so I found a place to get a snack and a drink. Then I sat back at the gate and renewed my crotch watching. There were a lot of hot guys, but as much as I tried to focus on my hobby, I couldn’t stop thinking about Peter and the craziness of this morning. He just blew me away. We finally boarded. I hadn’t stopped to look at my assigned seat and ended up in the coach section looking for my seat. I realized the numbers were too high for where I was and had to swim upstream to backtrack. I got to the end of coach and a flight attendant asked me if I needed help. She looked at my boarding pass and told me I was in First Class. That shocked the hell out of me. I had a first class ticket to San Diego. I had never flown first class before. Hell, I hadn’t ever flown that much before when I thought about it. The flight attendant actually escorted me to my seat. I had a wide window seat a couple of rows back from the door of the plane. A nice looking young male flight attendant asked me if I cared for a Mimosa while we were boarding. I declined, but thought that was rather nice of him to ask. That was the first time I had ever been offered a drink while we were still on the ground before. I had to guess that was a perk of flying first class. The flight attendant even stowed my duffle bag for me overhead. He was rather cute himself, but I hadn’t gotten over Peter at this point.
I looked around to see if there were any hot guys in first class. Our section was made up of mostly older businessmen. Some had their wives with them and some looked to have their girlfriends on the side with them. It seemed like forever, the parade of passengers that filed by on their way to the coach section. I had to think that was more me than me sitting in first class, but I decided to enjoy it while I could. The nice flight attendant asked me several times during the boarding process if there was anything he could get for me. I wanted to tell him, I’d like to have him naked with me in the restroom, but I thought that might be a little over the top.
Finally, the door shut and the flight attendants went through all the boring safety procedures one more time. Then we started to move. I didn’t have anyone sitting beside me for this leg, but Coach seemed full. I thought it was rather a shame all those people were stuffed into small seats back in coach when we had several large seats available up here in first class. But, then, my mind liked to think through crazy things like that. The flight attendant announced there would be Wi-Fi available for a fee if anyone cared to sign onto it. You just had to use your credit card. There were also several channels of free entertainment you could watch on your tablets, phones or laptops. Then the flight attendant gave me a small business type card that had the Wi-Fi password on it for first class passengers to have free wi-fi. I felt a little strange when I could use the wi-fi for free and all the other passengers had to pay for it. Again, I guess that was one of the perks of first class again. I was starting to feel like I was privileged, and it gave me an uneasy feeling, coming from the humble rural farm life I had come from where we were always struggling to get through each season and try to get ahead a little if we could. I didn’t want to think about it, and decided to take a nap instead.
It was about an hour into the flight and the nice flight attendant gave me a selection to choose from for lunch. I wasn’t really that hungry, having had a snack while waiting to board the plane, but he had some kind of chicken casserole that sounded kind of good, so I told him I was fine with that. He asked if I would like a white wine with dinner to go with the chicken. At first, I thought it was kind of stupid to have wine for lunch and told him to give me a Coke instead. Then I looked around and most everyone else had wine or a mixed drink, probably served while I was napping. Still, I thought it kind of pretentious to be drinking wine at lunch, however I guessed I was somewhat in the minority as everyone else seemed to be enjoying an alcoholic beverage. My tray of chicken arrived and the flight attendant slid it in front of me, along with my Coke. He unfolded a white cloth napkin and placed it in my lap. I was hoping he’d cop a feel, but he was very cautious about the way he placed it there. He asked if there was anything else he could get for me. I wanted to say ‘him’ but told him I was fine. After I finished my small meal with real metal tableware and not plastic, he removed the tray for me then brought me a hot moist towel to wipe my hands with. I thought that was really over the top, but I behaved as if I had done this a hundred times or more. A half-hour later when the flight attendant asked me if I cared for anything else to drink I asked him if he had any IPA beers. He told me he had a selection of two. I picked one and he brought it to me in a chilled glass of all things. Now, I was starting to like what I was doing. I even saluted him with my glass, when he told me that was a fine choice.
The beer made me sleepy for some reason, and I soon fell asleep for most of the rest of the long flight. We were making our descent into San Diego when I woke up. My beer glass was gone, and we were told to prepare for landing. I was a little concerned when I saw tall office buildings in downtown San Diego outside my window that were higher than the plane, as we descended to sea level to land at their airport which seemed like it ended at the Pacific Ocean. That was a little unnerving. I had never been West of the Mississippi River before, so the West Coast was all new to me. I swore the captain stood on the brakes to keep the plane from going into the ocean at the end of the runway, but we finally turned onto a taxiway and headed for the terminal. Before we stopped, the flight attendant got my duffle bag down for me and set it in the seat beside me. He told me it was a pleasure serving me this morning. I thought it was afternoon sometime, but then realized West Coast time was two hours behind the Midwest where I came from. It was just a little after noon in San Diego. I knew I would be screwed up this evening.
I shook hands with the nice flight attendant as I was leaving the plane, and thanked him for his kindness and service during the flight. He looked amazed I thanked him, but smiled profusely and told me it was a pleasure serving me. It seemed like a long ways to the front of the terminal, but when I got to where the limos were, I did see a chauffeur there with a sign that said Josh Keaton. I told the guy it was me. He welcomed me to San Diego, then took my bag and opened the back door of a Lincoln limo for me to get in. He put my duffle bag in the trunk. I felt rather important, for who knows whatever reason, sitting all alone in the back seat of a Lincoln limo on my way to who knew where. I did have a mischievous thought that one could have a great lay in the back of this limo, and wouldn’t Jake love this one.
I asked the driver where we were headed. He told me La Jolia, the Four Seasons Resort Hotel. I recognized the Four Seasons’ name as being one of the classiest hotels in most major cities they were located. I got to thinking at least Stoney was enjoying himself, hopefully having some fun. It was about a 40 minute ride to the hotel. The driver pulled up at the front and a bellman opened the door for me. The driver took out my duffle bag and handed it to the bellman.
“So glad to have you with us Mr. Keaton. Your bag will be delivered to your suite and your host is waiting for you inside, Sir,” he said and pointed to the lobby of the hotel. The temperature was fantastic. The sun was bright, but it wasn’t hot and humid like I was used to in the Midwest. It actually felt pleasant and the air smelled fresh and clean. As I walked into the hotel, I saw Stoney who came over and gave me a big hug.
“Welcome, Josh. I see you made it okay. Was the flight decent?” he asked as he herded me towards a hallway.
“It was first class, Stoney. Really? You bought me a first class ticket?” I asked, still somewhat amazed.
“It’s the only way to travel, Josh. Who wants to be crammed into a tiny seat for several hours. You’re much more relaxed in first class. Sorry that wasn’t available from your regional airport to Chicago, but the bulk of the trip was at least,” he remarked.
“Oh, the small commuter was great this morning, Stoney. I really enjoyed that leg of the trip more than the last one,” I said remembering my fun time with Peter.
“Yeh, well it’s a short one and the one from Chicago is a long one, but at least you were comfortable on that leg,” he said, as we made it to a room that had some suite name marked on it. Stoney opened the door to a living room. The wall opposite the hallway was all windows with a fabulous view of the ocean. We seemed to be located on a cliff above the ocean. The view from the room was almost breathtaking.
“Wow. You really do know how to live. This is unbelievable,” I said with my mouth hanging wide open, I was sure. I made my way over to the panoramic view in front of me, almost spellbound by the beautiful scenery. “I think I could sit here and look out of this room all day at this spectacular site. This is truly amazing, Stoney. I can understand why you wanted to come out here to get away and relax,” I said in total awe, as I was mesmerized by the beauty in front of me. Stoney joined me at the panoramic windows and put his hand on my shoulder as we gazed outside together.
“This is only the beginning, Josh. I have so much to tell you and to show you,” he said excitedly. “But first, are you hungry? Do I need to get you anything to eat?” he asked concerned.
“I ate some kind of chicken thing on the plane,” I told him.
“Oh, the rubber chicken the airlines serve. That’s not real food you know. It’s only synthetic substance they try to pawn off as food to make you think you’ve had something to eat. Come on, let me get you a sliced prime rib sandwich at the Bistro in the lobby. It’s quick and it’s delicious. We’ll grab a quick sandwich and a beer then take it from there,” he said and we headed back out. I almost hated to leave that beautiful view, but I was kind of hungry. The chicken thing wasn’t that good.
We grabbed a sandwich and a beer and sat at a little café table overlooking the scenic view one more time. “I can’t get over how beautiful it is here. This is quite a place,” I exclaimed.
“One of the best, Josh. I enjoy coming out here. You can’t find better accommodations hardly anywhere,” Stoney said smiling.
“So what is it you wanted to show me, that I had to come all the way out here to see?” I asked curiously.
“You’ll see. It’s part of your management training I’m preparing you for, Josh. This is one of the more fun lessons, you might say, but extremely important to me and hopefully it will be part of your overall management regimen. It will all unfold while you’re here, but it doesn’t stop here,” Stoney explained to my puzzled face. “You’ll understand before you leave,” he added. I was still somewhat confused.
Stoney gave me some background on the area and how he spent time here off and on, but hadn’t for several years, and was glad to get back here. We finished our sandwich and started to head back to the room, but he stopped me in front of an exclusive men’s clothing store. “I doubt if you brought any dress slacks or a blazer with you,” Stoney commented.
“What would I need that for?” I asked curiously.
“For dinner tonight. We’re having a very exclusive dinner tonight, in case you didn’t know. The restaurant requires a jacket, dress slacks and a dress shirt. We can skip the tie. I always do, but we need the rest,” he said, as he almost pushed me into the store. The manager greeted Stoney by name and asked how he could be of service. Stoney told the manager to fix me up with a dress shirt, dress slacks, a sports coat, preferably a Navy blue blazer, saying that would accentuate my good looks. I had to try on the dress pants and blazer, but the shirt was just my size. Stoney had me pick out a pair of dress shoes and get dress socks also. He even had them add an extremely smooth feeling t-shirt to wear under the pale blue dress shirt and a couple of pairs of boxer briefs made from model cotton, that felt wonderful to the feel. All in all, everything came to well over $1,000 which Stoney felt was a steal. I thought he was crazy. “Gotta keep you looking like the hot handsome guy you are, Josh. We’re going to a nice place tonight,” he assured me. I felt very humble. The manager said he’d package everything up and have it brought to our suite. Stoney told him to put it all on his room bill, which the manager was more than happy to do.
“I have a two-bedroom suite, Josh. Your welcome to the guest bedroom if you’d be more comfortable there, or you’re welcome to share mine. It’s up to you and there’s no pressure one way or the other, just to be clear,” Stoney explained.
“I didn’t come all the way out here to sleep alone, Stoney. I was hoping to spend some quality time with you if I could, that is, if it’s okay with you and you’re comfortable with me sleeping with you,” I said humbly. Stoney grabbed me and hugged me.
“You know how much I love you, Josh. That would make me very happy, but I didn’t want to force that on you. I would never do that,” Stoney said hugging me.
“Stoney, I couldn’t have a more wonderful person in my life than you. You’re a miracle, and I couldn’t love you more for your love, friendship and the opportunities you’ve given me, Jake and Greer. That’s a debt that can never be repaid,” I said and kissed him. I thought he was going to cry. We held each other for several moments. “So what’s on the agenda for this afternoon?” I asked wondering what the next step was and a possible clue as to why I was there. I had to guess it wasn’t just to get a new wardrobe and have a nice exclusive dinner somewhere.
“We’re going to the beach. Grab your bathing suit and we’ll head to the beach. I have a few things to take with us and a backpack you can take them in,” he said as he held up a rather large backpack.
“Uh, I didn’t bring a bathing suit,” I said apologetically.
“I figured as much so I got you one. Not that you’ll need it other to go to and from. This is the famous Black’s Beach we’re going to. No need for a suit,” he said smiling.
“You devil, you. This could be fun,” I commented. He just smiled. I put on the suit he got me, which was, more or less, a conservative, above the knee, swim trunks with a price tag of $175.00. I thought who would have ever paid that much for a plain pair of swim trunks. Evidently, Stoney didn’t care. My balls and cock had never felt such expensive fabric in my life. This was crazy, but Stoney was enjoying himself, so who was I to complain. Of course, I had designer flip flops to go with the suit. I was afraid to see how much those cost. We stripped down and got changed in this beautiful bedroom he had in this magnificent suite. The bathroom looked like a Roman Forum, everything was marble. There was a huge sunken jetted tub in the middle of the bathroom. The shower was floor to ceiling glass on all sides and had multiple heads, not as many as we had in ours at the apartment, but still magnificent to look at. It was definitely a suite fit for a king, in my estimation at least.
Stoney handed me the backpack and told me I was the mule to carry it to the beach and back. I had to laugh. I looked in the backpack to see he had a Frisbee and a small solid squeegee football in there, two large beach towels, a couple of small towels, several snacks and a few bottles of water. He also gave me a Hawaiian style open coverup shirt to wear through the hotel on our way to the beach. He had a different colored one also to wear. Our stuff in hand, I followed him out.
The path to the beach was rather steep and a little distance. Upon arriving at the beach, however, the sights were extremely interesting. We had to walk down the beach a little to get to the gay section. Once at the edge, we stripped down and walked to where we found a spot to sit, au-natural. There was a nice breeze that felt great on my sweaty balls from the trip down the cliff. It felt great letting your willie breathe fresh air and not give a damn who saw you naked. I felt so free at the moment.
Stoney and I found a spot in a fairly crowded area and set up shop. Stoney said he loved to lay there and watch the guys walk or run up and down the beach. We laid out our beach towels and flopped down close together. It was interesting how all the guys walking or running past checked out the guys laying on the beach and got checked out themselves. It was virtually a two-way street when it came to observations of who was there.
“It’s amazing, Josh, how many different shapes and sizes the male body comes in. No two are exactly alike, except for twins, maybe. No two dicks are the same. No set of balls are the same. Everyone is different, a unique body and individual. We are all so different, but in many ways all the same. We all have to eat, drink, shit, piss, sleep, live and die at some point, but other than that, our lives are totally different,” Stoney said, somewhat philosophically.
“Yes, it is amazing that we all have the same anatomical features, but some make us hard and some turn us off. Dicks and balls can be hot on one guy and a turn-off on another. Look at those two studs getting close to us. I may have to turn over and drill a hole in the sand, I just feel like I want to suck their cocks and balls in the worst way. They are so fucking fine. Then the two following them, I wouldn’t want to touch me at all, and they’re probably the same age, in their mid-twenties,” I said observing the guys passing us by. Stoney laughed.
“Does it embarrass you being here with me and me being older and all?” Stoney asked. I bent over and kissed him.
“You’re the same age as I am, as far as I’m concerned, or I’m your age. I don’t see age as a difference in attraction, Stoney. You’re damned hot looking in my mind. You’ve taken great care of yourself, work out all the time, stay and shape and eat healthy. Not only are you hot looking, and yes, I would definitely check you out and, admittedly, have before I really knew you, but your heart is to die for. You’re such a gracious and generous person, full of love and caring. That in itself is something that turns me on to no end,” I professed. He leaned over and kissed me again. A couple of hot guys passing by and yelled, ‘no sex on the beach’. We laughed and so did they.
“Josh, one of the things that led me to you, and made me care so much about you, to the point that I wanted some sort of relationship with you, was your caring for other people, and most importantly, your close friends. You are extremely caring in that regard. That was one of my significant traits I had to have in the leadership of what I want to build. Second was your leadership ability, your ability to lead men to a decision and help them realize their own goals and the contributions to the greater good. You’re a genius in that regard. As we move into where we’re going with all this I’ve put together, and I’ve told you this before, your leadership is the key. You are the innovator, the creator, the mover, the shaker. I love Greer and Jake just as much, but in putting this together, you have to be the leader and that’s the setup we have in place. Greer is a great organizer and administrator. This Jordan guy is equally as smart and skillful in that regard, but you are a negotiator, innovator and creative side of the business. Jake is skillful in following your lead and finding ways to make things happen that you design. Do you see where I’m going with all this?” Stoney asked hopefully.
“I do. I just worry that I might let you down because of my lack of experience and age, Stoney. You’ve been there and done that. You’ve made yourself a fortune, from what I’ve seen. It’s your leadership the three of us and Jordan need, not mine. I’ll be happy to contribute to the max, but I’d love nothing more than to learn from the master and know he had my future in his hands to make it successful and secure, be my safety net, so to speak,” I confessed.
“You want it too easy, Josh. If I did all that for you, what’s to force you to grow?” he asked. I had to think about that. I had an answer, but before I could say anything he chimed in. “Enough of this talk for now. We can continue this at dinner. What I brought you here for was to teach you something else,” Stoney said.
“How to be naked in public?” I asked jokingly.
“I think you already discovered that, my friend. We need to have some fun,” he said smiling.
“Don’t we need a little privacy for that? I thought sex on the beach was a no no,” I joked. Stoney laughed.
“That’s later, you crazy guy. You do possess another successful trait, and that is a sense of humor. And, boy, do you have one,” he added. Just then, I wanted to tell him about Peter and what happened earlier, but I was still debating whether I should or not. “Come on, let’s throw the Frisbee and let our balls flop around,” he said getting up and getting the Frisbee out of the backpack.
We backed a little farther away from the water where there weren’t as many nude sunbathers, and started throwing it back and forth. It was fun and our balls and dicks were flopping all over the place. It was a real rush, being naked outside with hundreds of other naked guys we didn’t know. The sights were steamy at times and normal at others. There were times I had to fight erections, the guys we saw were so stunningly hot. It was nothing less than a thrill the entire time. We finally wore down, and went back to lay on our beach towels again.
“Look at the cock on that guy, Stoney. Talk about a trophy. Damn, that is some meat,” I said staring at a rather tall slender, tanned all over, beachboy type of guy. “Nice set of nuts on him also. Wouldn’t kick him out of bed,” I chided.
“Ah, he’s probably so hung up on himself, he’d never let another guy suck him off, or give him explicit instructions on how to do it. I detect a little arrogance there, Josh,” Stoney commented.
“Maybe, but he’s sure hot. I love the way his dick hangs down over his balls, and the little hairs around the perimeter of his balls. Nice shapely legs also, and, oh, wait for it,” I said as he was just passing by for us to get a look at his ass, “yep, there it is. He’s got nice fine hairs up through his ass crack. Damn, if that’s not one of my favorite turn-ons,” I mentioned to him.
“What, like this?” Stoney asked, as he rolled over, showing me his ass and spreading his cheeks so I could see his fine hairs adorning his asshole and ass crack.
“Oh, fuck, Stoney. Shit, dude, now you’ve done it. You gave me a boner, and I have to lay on my stomach and drill a hole to China for that one,” I told him as I rolled over on my stomach. Stoney slapped my bare ass and laughed. “You just wait until tonight when we’re naked and alone in bed. Boy are you going to get it then,” I chided. He laughed and said that was something to look forward to.
I rolled back over on my back and our eyes met again. He was staring blissfully at me, as if he really appreciated me and was longing for something. I was searching for something to say, but it was a beautiful moment, and we both seemed to be enjoying the peace between us and the mutual love we had for one another as close friends.
“It’s wonderful laying here on the beach naked as the day I was born,” I said appreciatively. It’s so peaceful. There’s a million things I should be doing, but being here with you the way we are right now, hell, I can’t think of a one,” I said thinking out loud.
“That was one of the main points I wanted to get across to you, Josh. It’s one of the main reasons, I brought you here. It’s such a beautiful soothing place for the soul. With all that we do, the enterprises we’re involved with, the relationships with people, some easy, some difficult, we have to sooth the soul at times. You have to learn to take time out from the hustle and bustle of life to stop and smell the roses, Josh. That may not mean as much to you right now as it will later, but don’t spend your entire life working and building and forget to have fun with your friends. Lay on the beach naked when it makes you feel good and energizes your soul. Make love on a moonlit beach somewhere. Grab some of the gusto that energizes the soul. That’s what I want you to experience and embrace,” Stoney said as sincerely as he could. “We don’t remember our birth, and our death is something we can’t get excited about and look forward to, but the time in between is measured by what we do with it. Is it going to be dull and boring or exciting and energizing? It’s what you make of it, and the people you surround yourself with you love and go through it with you. To make it meaningful, you have to work at it, but just do your best and enjoy what you can. Learn to have fun as you make your way through life, Josh. That’s your lesson for today,” Stoney said giving me goosebumps, the way he explained it.
I was in awe of this beautiful man and his wisdom. I really didn’t know what to say, except how blessed I was that he cared so much about me out of all the millions of human beings he could have cared about. I felt so blessed. We sat there close together and stared at each other in silence, but our eyes said so much about our friendship, caring, my appreciation. Our spell was soon broken by two of the most beautiful male specimens I had ever seen in my life. A young surfer dude with beautiful blonde wavy hair, a killer body and a dick and balls to die for, plopped down beside Stoney and kissed him passionately and long. A young brunette, heart throb, movie star quality guy with a killer body and junk again to die for, plopped a blanket down beside me and kissed me quickly on the lips. I thought I was going to melt into the sand. Then he leaned over me to kiss Stoney dragging his dick and balls over my thighs as he did. I quickly had to cover my almost instant erection.
“Josh, meet Toby and Griff. This may be an extension of what I previously mentioned about ‘having fun’.”
I re-emphasized to Jake that no one but him was to know where I was, and if anyone needed anything other than Jordan or Greer, he was to take care of it. If Jordan or Greer needed anything, which I was fairly certain they didn’t since Stoney wasn’t breathing down their necks to get something done, I would take care of it on Thursday. Jake was as stymied as I was as to what Stoney could possibly want. He was supposed to be on a relaxation tour, a possible trip down memory lane to connect with old friends and just kick back, relax, and have some fun. Something told me he was working on another project he was fixing to dump in our laps, like he had the others. But that didn’t seem to fly since Greer had control over all his affairs lately, and he never mentioned anything on the West Coast or any place else other than our area. The ranch, cattle and investments, were all I could think of he was involved with and that seemed to fit from what Greer had shared with me. One thing was for certain, and that was Stoney did not want Greer to know anything about what he was about to share with me. Had he found a long-lost boyfriend or something? My mind was on overdrive trying to piece together a scenario that might possibly fit. I racked my brain trying to remember all the conversations where he may have left a clue as to what all he was doing while he was gone. I couldn’t come up with anything as hard as I tried.
“Josh, you going to be okay going all that way by yourself?” Jake asked me.
“Sure. No problem. I just wish I had some idea as to what I’m doing there. He’s never asked for me alone before. I trust him totally, and I’m sure whatever this is, it’s good for all of us. Stoney doesn’t play games. Everything he’s done has only enhanced our entire net worth for life. It’s just kind of crazy he wouldn’t say what it was he needed me for,” I said thinking out loud.
Jake hugged me. “I’m sure it will be exciting and fun, babe. I’m going to miss you though,” he said and kissed me.
“It’s only a couple of days, thank goodness. You’ll have to keep things going while I’m gone, not that you don’t anyway. Hell, you’re running the crew, getting the place painted which is our most important project right now anyway. Just don’t fuck the paint store guys until I get back. I want to be in on Drey and Jim when we finally get them naked,” I told him smiling.
“Oh, believe me if we ever get that far, it’ll be because of you and not me, Josh. That’s your forte. You’re the seducer. I’m just along for the fun,” Jake assured me. I hugged him even tighter.
“Love you, babe. You are the love of my life. Trust me on that one,” I assured him. I got plenty of hugs and kisses for that statement.
“You think Stoney might be in a hurry to get this next project off the ground?” Jake asked.
“We’ve got Balls working on the study and Buzz working on a cost-effective design. We kind of need him to work with Todd and Chad to come up with a price per square foot so we can see if we’re in the ballpark or not on annual rental fees. The one thing we don’t have is the land cost, which is kind of critical to the overall cost structure. I’ve been looking at commercial properties in the evenings on-line, when I didn’t get distracted. Maybe we should check some out today and see what we’re looking at cost wise,” I suggested.
“Probably should so Stoney doesn’t think we’re just playing with our dicks,” Jake replied.
“Well, we sure did a lot of that yesterday,” I remarked to Jake’s smile.
We finally went back to the living room and joined the others. “So what’s the plan today or are we just chilling?” Trevor asked.
“I think Jake and I need to look at a couple of properties. It seems that our project may have been moved up time-wise so we should probably get serious on some land costs. I think we can look at most of these on foot, since whatever we come up with will have to be within walking distance of the campus,” I explained.
Trent asked Thad what I was talking about. Thad told him we were just doing a survey for potential business for the bar. I was proud of him for not divulging our expansion plans.
I printed off the spec sheets on some of the commercial properties that looked interesting and Jake and I headed out with Trevor and Andy who seemed interested in helping.
On our walking tour Trevor asked, “What’s going on with Thad and Trent, guys? I may not always agree with Thad on a few things. I kind of think he’s a prude in a way, but I do care about the guy. He’s a very caring and sensitive guy even for a straight guy. I’m concerned he might have feelings for Trent that are going to create a major hurt. Even if Thad were inclined to give into male sex somehow, is Trent the right guy to do that with. I mean, Trent’s hot enough, and I wouldn’t mind tapping that hot ass of his, but I’m not sure Thad sees Trent from a sexual standpoint, but more of a love of friend. If he sees Trent having sex with other guys, something he can’t share with him I just think he’s headed for a big hurt,” Trevor shared.
“Jake and I kind of feel the same way. He’s gotten extremely close to Trent these last few days. They are worlds apart in common interests. Trent made no bones about being horny and needing male attention. So far, Thad’s not been able to help him there, nor does he probably care to. You or Andy tap Trent’s ass like he’d love to have you do, and I think Thad will be traumatized. I don’t know what to do about it or if we should do anything about it. Maybe he just needs to play it out, but we don’t need to create any interference. It’d be better if none of us had sex with Trent. He’s not part of our group. We took him in, cared about him, but he’s not one of us. I just think he could create some problems at least now. Maybe in time, when we really know his heart, he could become one of us, but I don’t think he’s ready for that, nor are we,” I said expressing my opinion.
“I agree, Josh. Andy feels the same way,” Trevor added. “Maybe he’s fine and sincere, but Thad’s playing in an area he knows nothing about. I know I sure didn’t know about the male affairs of the heart when I first got started, and I wanted male sex with other guys that were of the same mind. Let’s face it, Thad isn’t of the same mind. I’m just afraid he’s going to get hurt. I don’t really know how to explain it to tell you the truth,” Trevor added.
“I think what you’re saying is that Thad seems to love Trent, but the love Trent needs is physical as well as mental and Thad can only provide the mental caring and love, which is not going to be enough for Trent. That’s the take I’m struggling with,” I told them.
“I think that’s it, Josh. I mean it’s great to care that much about one another. We all do, but we also share physical intimacy with each other to accentuate that care and love. That isn’t going to happen with those two, and someone’s going to be disappointed, although it really isn’t any of our business. Still, it worries Andy and me,” Trevor explained. “I may be crazy, and a hair oversexed, but I still know how to care and what’s right in the treatment of others,” Trevor finished.
“Damn, Trevor. I’m starting to really care about you now. You are wise and mature in your thinking when it comes to caring about friends. Maybe not so much when it comes to your dick and ass,” I said causing us all to laugh. Trevor stopped and hugged me though. Andy did also ending us all up in a group hug. “You guys are my rock. I love and trust you guys to the max. You’re right. Trent isn’t right for this group yet. Maybe someday, but not yet,” I added. They all agreed.
We all liked a piece of property about 6 blocks from the bowling alley and only three blocks off of one side of campus. It was rather rugged. There were older houses, mostly rented out to students, between the available property and campus. It was mainly covered in woods and backed up to a creek and more woods. The property had a rather steep decline to the creek area, which is probably why it was never developed for housing before. The price was fairly reasonable, but it would certainly take some development to bring it to where we could build on it. We discussed having Todd and Chad take a look at it to see if it would cost an exorbitant amount to develop the land to the point we could build on it. We also needed to see if there was a flood plane there that we weren’t aware of.
“Damn, you’d think we knew what the fuck we were doing, developing property and running businesses,” Trevor commented.
“Hold onto your ass, Trev. We’re just getting started. This may be the first of many, for all we know. That is if we don’t fuck it up,” I commented. Trevor patted me on the back.
“You won’t let that happen, Josh. We all know that. Damn, the thought of what we’re doing makes my dick hard,” Trevor added.
“Andy walking in front of you makes your dick hard, Trev,” Jake told him.
“Yes he does. That hot little ass of his really gets my nuts to boiling and my cock ridged as steel,” Trevor said, almost salivating looking at Andy’s ass. “I think I’m starting to care about him just a little and not just thinking of fucking that hot ass,” Trevor joked.
“Trevor, you are a piece of work. What you say in public and what you say to me in private are two different things. Don’t give Josh and Jake the wrong idea,” Andy commented. Trevor laughed.
“We do care about one another. I may be a dick at times, and you know I love to tease, but one thing’s for sure. I also know how to love and care about the people most important to me in life, and I’d say I have the top three right here with me today,” Trevor admitted. We all stopped and hugged him. “That is until the next hot piece of ass comes by and makes my dick hard,” he added, jokingly. We all shot him the finger.
It was late afternoon, and we had seriously inspected about six properties. We liked the location, with the steep incline to the creek, the best of all of them. The question that bothered us the most about that location was what it might cost to prepare the land. We needed Todd and Chad, and possibly Buzz for that one. We headed back to the bowling alley.
When we got close to the bowling alley, we saw Allen’s Mustang GT in the parking lot. Allen and OBB had finally returned. We got upstairs to find them in their briefs and all excited about their trip. We all got hugs from the two of them, and true to form, OBB groped me as he hugged me.
Trent and Thad were sitting together on the couch listening to everything that Allen and OBB had to tell them. Trent was totally intrigued with all the sexual stuff, but Thad looked bored. Allen said he and OBB couldn’t believe what happened to Trent. They were blown away by it, then warned him to date better in the future.
“We having pizza tonight?” Allen asked all excited. I nodded we could. “Great, OBB and I want to fuck that hot pizza delivery boy’s ass. We haven’t had any good ass in a few days. Most all the hot swimmers took off a couple of days ago and just the ugly straight ones stayed. I told OBB we should have left yesterday, but then we thought we could find some strange around the hotel. Not like what we’re used to dealing with. No boy pussy worth fucking for a couple of days. We packed it up and came home. The pizza boy will work out fine and take a little pressure off our balls,” Allen commented.
Trevor, Andy, Jake and I got down to our briefs and grabbed some beers. Allen and OBB went into great detail, sometimes sordid details, about their quest for Olympic divers and the trials. They said it wasn’t all sex, even though they had some terrific sex. They got to meet a lot of the Olympic hopefuls and their private coaches, some of whom liked a cock up their ass also. Since Allen and OBB weren’t there to try out, they were free agents for fucking and weren’t a conflict of interest, as they put it. We all laughed, but knew only too well, what the two had been up to. OBB said they liked it so well, they were going to go again to the next preliminary tryouts in a few weeks. I reminded them we had lots of work to do here. They said they were prepared to get busy starting tomorrow. Erin and Dustin had filled them in on the orgy at Todd and Chad’s yesterday which they missed. They seemed disappointed, but were sure there would be more. They asked me for an update on the projects, which I filled them in. I told them I would update them on the new one later. I didn’t trust Trent to talk about all our business in front of him.
I was trying to figure out a way to explain to the group my absence for a couple of days. I decided to tell the guys I had a swimming team conference to attend with Coach for a couple of days. “You have to be back for your birthday,” Allen insisted. I assured him I’d be back by then, but asked him why it was so important. “Birthdays are always important in our group. We might have some special plans,” Allen remarked.
“I told you guys I want a quiet birthday, no big deal. You can get a cake if you want, hell even ice cream, but let’s not get carried away with anything. It’s not like I’m turning 21, which might be a big deal when that happens,” I said, not wanting them to think my birthday was anything special.
Allen and OBB were ecstatic that Dustin was now one of us, at least a top. They told him they wanted to take him for a trial run this evening. Dustin was all smiles. They were even more ecstatic when they learned he had an unlimited amount of man seed and could conceivably go all night and all day, if he didn’t wear his dick out. That fact nearly blew them away.
We had pizza for dinner, and, yes, the pizza boy got a big tip, two actually, the tip of Allen’s cock and that of OBB’s, up his poop shoot and happy for it. He missed the two also. When Allen and OBB were done with him, hey kicked him out and had pizza and beer with the rest of us.
Allen and OBB decided they needed to sleep with Erin and Dustin when we finally decided to hit the hay. I was sure they had a great time getting used to Dustin’s cock up their hot little tight asses. Erin was probably happy to have Allen’s and OBB’s dicks up his hot ass again also.
Before jumping naked in bed with Jake, I checked on Thad and Trent. Thad was spooning Trent as usual. Trent seemed blissful in his arms. I bent down and kissed Thad on the lips, which made him smile. “You okay?” I asked him.
“I’m wonderful, Josh. Just great,” he said smiling back at me.
“I am too,” Trent chimed in. “Thad takes such good care of me, Josh. He’s wonderful. Can I have a kiss too?” Trent asked. I bent down to kiss him goodnight. He held my head and kissed me passionately. “I love you guys. You’ve been so wonderful to me,” he said rather sleepily.
“Be careful, Thad,” I said as I kissed him again on the forehead.
“Be careful of what?” he asked. I told him to just be careful and then left and shut the door.
Jake and I spent a good hour and a half passionately making love to each other, each of us topping the other, as we enjoyed some private intimacy between the two of us, before we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I got up early the next morning and threw what I needed to take, clothes wise, in my duffle bag. I threw on a pair of dress jeans and polo shirt, then grabbed my laptop to take with me also. Jake said screw the shuttle, he’d drive me to the regional airport about an hour away. I liked that idea. Jake and I drank a quick cup of coffee and grabbed a quick bowl of cereal. Thad and Trent were headed to the showers, not aware anyone was up at the time. They both had morning wood sticking out in front of them. I was kind of shocked to see that, and they were embarrassed that I did, hurrying to cover themselves.
“What, you do it all the time, Josh,” Thad said, embarrassed he’d been seen naked with a boner along with Trent. I had seen his hardon several times before, but for some reason he was ashamed of it today, which led me to wonder why. I didn’t have time to think about it at the time as I needed to hurry off.
Jake and I held hands almost all the way to the regional airport. This was the first time I was leaving him since I spent a few days at home at the beginning of the summer. It felt weird knowing I wouldn’t be sleeping with him for the next couple of nights, and wondering where I would be sleeping the next couple of nights. Jake made me promise to text him just as soon as I got to where I was going to let him know where I was. Jake kissed me over and over as he dropped me at the curb to check into the flight to Chicago. I had his tongue halfway down my throat when a security guard told him he had to move the Lincoln, he was stopped too long. He also told us to get a room. We both laughed.
I waved as he took off, then went into the terminal to the airline desk to pick up tickets and check in. I got the boarding pass for the shuttle to Chicago on a small commuter jet. I also got a boarding pass for the flight from Chicago. It was from Chicago to San Diego. Well, at least I knew where on the West Coast I was headed. Now if I just knew why.
It was a good hour until we boarded so I sat myself down, once through security, and crotch watched, a wonderful pastime I enjoyed, when it came to hot guys. I imagined what each of them looked like naked, the size and shape of their cock, the size and looks of their balls, how low they hung, what kind of bush they had, which side of their balls their cocks hung. My imagination gave me a boner for a couple of the guys I oogled. One of them sat down in front of me and spread his legs giving me a full view of a nice bulge. We made eye contact a couple of times and even smiled at one another, realizing we’d been caught. The third time we caught each other, he got up and moved to the seat beside me.
“You going to Chicago?” he asked making conversation.
“Yep. That’s the first leg. Then I guess I’m going to San Diego after that,” I told him.
“Fantastic place, San Diego. The names Peter,” he said sticking out his hand to shake mine.
“Josh here,” I said, as I smiled at him when we shook hands. Peter smiled back. We talked to each other as if we were old friends until we boarded the plane. The plane had open seating with two seats on each side. We found a couple of seats towards the back and sat together. Peter told me he was at Uni also, going to summer school, trying to catch up moving to the business school after starting out in engineering. He said he had a funeral to go to in Wisconsin at the last minute for a distant relative. His mother threatened to disown him if he didn’t show up. He wasn’t excited about going, but it was a family thing, and he guessed he needed to be there. I told him I was heading to San Diego for a couple of days of business. Then he asked me all kinds of questions about what kind of business a sophomore was in at my age. He was somewhat blown away by the fact we were operating one pub in the City and were opening a new one at Uni. I told him we just kind of fell into it at the beginning and it took off. He asked what my secret was, and I told him hard work and perseverance. He said my good looks didn’t hurt anything. I had to laugh. I told him he was well blessed in that area also. We both laughed again. We talked some more, then the captain came on and said we were departing the gate. The flight attendant went through his safety message, then dimmed the lights. Peter was yawning and said if he fell asleep it didn’t have anything to do with our new friendship. He said he didn’t get much sleep last night, actually none, he said. He didn’t want to be rude by falling asleep, but he always fell asleep on airplanes. I promised to wake him up when we got there to make sure he got off. He laughed again. We talked a little more, then he nodded off. All of a sudden, I felt his head on my shoulder. He looked like he was sound asleep. He had beautiful thick brunette hair, sensuous lips that begged to be kissed, the cutest nose and perfect eyebrows. His eyes were blue. All in all, I gave him a 9 out of 10. His current state of sleep allowed me to study him more fully, which I took total advantage of. The next thing I knew his arm plopped down in my lap. His hand was resting on my crotch against my junk. I found that amazing he didn’t realize where his hand was, but it felt kind of neat. He was making me hard. Every so often he moved a little as if he was snuggling with me more. His hand was definitely stimulating my boner when he gently moved. I thought two could play this game, and I kind of moved my hand over to his crotch. I was surprised to feel a nice full piece of wood beneath his shorts. That bulge, I had detected earlier, was real alright, and it was more pronounced now that his cock was engorged. Was I making him hard by his feeling me? I couldn’t tell, but he made no attempt to move either his or my hand. His lips were right beside my cheek. We were by ourselves back in the back, so I took the liberty of tenderly kissing his lips. He seemed to snuggle closer when I did. I was sitting beside the window. He had the aisle seat. His left arm was in my crotch and his right arm came across and held onto my right arm that was laying in his groin. He snuggled closer, tightening his grip on my right arm, making it difficult, if not impossible to move my hand from his groin. I had a handful of his junk and it wasn’t going anywhere. Although I was enjoying this situation immensely, I was concerned about the young male flight attendant that was working his way down the aisle to ask if we needed coffee or anything else to drink. There wasn’t anyone in front of us for a few aisles, but I could see the guy working his way towards us. There was a blanket in the pouch on the seat in front of me someone forgot to stow, so I grabbed that with my left hand and put it all the way up over his shoulders and across both of our laps. He still had his head on my shoulder and his lips inches from my face. That was the only semi-embarrassing visual effect at the moment. Our crotch feeling was covered at the moment. Peter stirred some more and moved his hand rather aggressively over my dick and balls. I did the same to him, which really seemed to please him as he sighed. I wasn’t sure if he was just pretending to sleep, and we were having a good time with one another, or if he was actually asleep. All I knew was I had a raging boner, I wanted to kiss him, strip him naked, suck him off, then possibly fuck that hot slender ass of his and cum hard. I felt that wasn’t asking too much since we had just met an hour earlier. He seemed good with it in his current condition.
The flight attendant was getting closer, and I was getting more nervous. He finally made it to me and saw that Peter was asleep. He whispered, “Wow, doesn’t your friend look comfortable.” I smiled.
“He had a rough night, and I hate to wake him,” I said as manly as I could.
“Works for me,” he said as if he didn’t believe me one bit, but then he moved on, and I was relieved.
Peter started nuzzling my neck, which only made my cock harder. I was sure I was leaking pre-cum at this point. I ran my fingers over his cock through his thin shorts. I could tell he was circumcised like me. He had a nice mushroom head on his nice thick cock. I could also detect some wetness at the tip of his penis. This boy was enjoying himself, and so was I. His hand moved more over my junk and down my leg, then retracted to my cock and balls again. I wanted desperately to have him jack me off at least. I gave him some of the attention he was giving me, but that only increased the wetness of his shorts. Looking down at his hairy tanned legs, shapely as they were, didn’t help much. I started to think about that hair extending up through his butt crack, a thought that only made me leak more pre-cum. Peter snuggled a little closer, his lips up against my neck. It almost felt like he was humping my hand on his junk, wanting my hand to feel the love between his legs and experience the seed of his loins. His breathing was a little heavy at this point. Just then we hit a little turbulence and the plane bounced a little which gave us both an opportunity to experience more feeling from one another. This was almost torture, but I never wanted it to end.
Our innocent sexual encounter came to an end when the flight attendant came on the intercom and told us we were starting our decent into Chicago O’hare and for everyone to make sure their seatbelts were on, the tray tables secured and their seats in the upright position. Peter stirred and sleepily sat up straight, moving his left arm, that had been fondling my junk, up to rub his sleepy beautiful eyes. I immediately withdrew my hand on his junk. He looked at the blanket covering him.
“Sorry I fell asleep, Josh. I had the most wonderful dream about you and me. I didn’t want to wake up, it was that good. Thanks for covering me up with a blanket. That was sweet of you to do that. Sorry I wasn’t more company for you, but I couldn’t stay awake. That nap really did me good, but I would have loved to have spent more time with you,” Peter told me looking me in the eyes almost lovingly.
“No problem, Peter. You were really out. You looked so peaceful sleeping. Hope you feel better now that you had a little nap.”
“To tell you the truth, I feel fantastic. It was great,” Peter replied.
Just then we landed and taxied to the gate. I told him I enjoyed talking to him and hoped I’d run into him sometime on campus. He said he hoped for the same as he’d like to get to know me better. Maybe some of my business savvy would rub off on him. I had to laugh. The flight attendant asked Peter if he had a good nap for the short flight. Peter told him it was the best. The flight attendant winked at me. I felt guilty.
We were walking up the jetway and were nearing the end when I told Peter to have a good rest of his trip, and I hoped to see him again. He smiled at me and said, “Maybe next time we see each other, we can actually finish what we started,” then he winked at me.
“You little shit. You were awake the whole fucking time?” I asked almost frantic. Peter grinned from ear to ear.
“Fuck, Josh, that was the best time I’ve ever had. You got me all wet though. I was leakin pre-cum like crazy. We’re not parting company until I can kiss you once more, properly this time,” he said as he took my arm and drug me the rest of the way out of the jetway and to a men’s restroom. There we went into a stall and we frantically drove our tongues down each other’s throats. We had our hands up each other’s polo shirts rubbing nipples and feeling crotches once more, as we tried to ravage one another.
“I can’t believe you did what you did. How many times have you done something like that, you crazy ass?” I asked him.
“Oh, come on, you can’t deny that we were both checking each other out in the gate area. We fucked each other several times with our eyes. You can’t deny that, Josh,” he said calling my bluff. I was guilty as charged. “And for the record, that was the first time I’ve ever done something like that, but you were worth the risk. I could’ve stopped it at any time, but it was going so well. You even covered us up so we could continue to have more fun. Tell me that flight attendant didn’t know what was going on. Fuck, that was the best flight I’ve ever had and the most fun. We have to get together, Josh. I want your dick up my ass in the worst way and mine up yours. Fuck, we have to do this. You know you want to in the worst way,” Peter said excitedly.
“I’ve got a boyfriend,” I admitted.
“So do I. Fuck, let’s make it a foursome and have an even better time. You have a place where we can fuck?” he asked anxiously.
“Hell yes. Jake would love you too. Jake’s my boyfriend,” I told him honestly.
“Terry is mine. He’s hotter than I am and has a bigger cock than I do. What’s Jake like?” Peter asked between kisses.
“He’s in gymnastics. He’s got a body and a heart to die for, with a dick and balls to go with it,” I told him, then kissed him passionately again.
“Terry is in gymnastics also. Was Jake the guy that injured himself to win the final match last year when he did that crazy dismount?” Peter asked.
“Hell yes. That was him,” I said surprised.
“Fuck, Terry always said what he wouldn’t give to have Jake’s cock up his ass. This is just amazing. We have to get together,” Peter said excitedly.
“You two done in there? Some of us have to shit,” a voice said from outside. Peter and I felt so embarrassed. We were both hard as a rock and Peter still had a wet spot on his shorts. It was all we could do to keep from laughing. I flushed the toilet a couple of times.
“Sorry, my friend is sick and he couldn’t stop vomiting. You might want to use another stall,” I said, suppressing my laughter. We held onto each other trying to hold it in. The guy moved on though. We kissed passionately one more time, then, looking to see if the coast was clear, unlocked the stall and quickly left.
“Give me your phone number,” Peter demanded, once we were back out in the concourse. I gave it to him and he called me immediately so I had his. “Have fun in San Diego, but don’t forget, we’re going to have some sensational sex when we both get back. This has to happen. I’m going to dream about tonight, what I got to feel this morning, for sure this time,” he said, then quickly hugged me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.
“You are one amazing individual, Peter. I could never have done what you did today, and I thought I was crazy. But, I’m so glad you did. That was the best flight I’ve ever had. Just remember, this cock is going up that ass of yours in the near future,” I said smiling at him.
“And this is going up yours, my friend,” Peter said as he rubbed his wet spot on his shorts. We parted company finally, as he headed out of the secured area. He never turned around again but put his hand up in the air to wave backwards to me. I was beaming all over.
I had a little bit of a walk to change terminals for the flight from Chicago to San Diego. Arriving at the gate, I noted we had a much larger plane for this flight. I had to pull out my boarding pass. I noted that I still had another 45 minutes before boarding so I found a place to get a snack and a drink. Then I sat back at the gate and renewed my crotch watching. There were a lot of hot guys, but as much as I tried to focus on my hobby, I couldn’t stop thinking about Peter and the craziness of this morning. He just blew me away. We finally boarded. I hadn’t stopped to look at my assigned seat and ended up in the coach section looking for my seat. I realized the numbers were too high for where I was and had to swim upstream to backtrack. I got to the end of coach and a flight attendant asked me if I needed help. She looked at my boarding pass and told me I was in First Class. That shocked the hell out of me. I had a first class ticket to San Diego. I had never flown first class before. Hell, I hadn’t ever flown that much before when I thought about it. The flight attendant actually escorted me to my seat. I had a wide window seat a couple of rows back from the door of the plane. A nice looking young male flight attendant asked me if I cared for a Mimosa while we were boarding. I declined, but thought that was rather nice of him to ask. That was the first time I had ever been offered a drink while we were still on the ground before. I had to guess that was a perk of flying first class. The flight attendant even stowed my duffle bag for me overhead. He was rather cute himself, but I hadn’t gotten over Peter at this point.
I looked around to see if there were any hot guys in first class. Our section was made up of mostly older businessmen. Some had their wives with them and some looked to have their girlfriends on the side with them. It seemed like forever, the parade of passengers that filed by on their way to the coach section. I had to think that was more me than me sitting in first class, but I decided to enjoy it while I could. The nice flight attendant asked me several times during the boarding process if there was anything he could get for me. I wanted to tell him, I’d like to have him naked with me in the restroom, but I thought that might be a little over the top.
Finally, the door shut and the flight attendants went through all the boring safety procedures one more time. Then we started to move. I didn’t have anyone sitting beside me for this leg, but Coach seemed full. I thought it was rather a shame all those people were stuffed into small seats back in coach when we had several large seats available up here in first class. But, then, my mind liked to think through crazy things like that. The flight attendant announced there would be Wi-Fi available for a fee if anyone cared to sign onto it. You just had to use your credit card. There were also several channels of free entertainment you could watch on your tablets, phones or laptops. Then the flight attendant gave me a small business type card that had the Wi-Fi password on it for first class passengers to have free wi-fi. I felt a little strange when I could use the wi-fi for free and all the other passengers had to pay for it. Again, I guess that was one of the perks of first class again. I was starting to feel like I was privileged, and it gave me an uneasy feeling, coming from the humble rural farm life I had come from where we were always struggling to get through each season and try to get ahead a little if we could. I didn’t want to think about it, and decided to take a nap instead.
It was about an hour into the flight and the nice flight attendant gave me a selection to choose from for lunch. I wasn’t really that hungry, having had a snack while waiting to board the plane, but he had some kind of chicken casserole that sounded kind of good, so I told him I was fine with that. He asked if I would like a white wine with dinner to go with the chicken. At first, I thought it was kind of stupid to have wine for lunch and told him to give me a Coke instead. Then I looked around and most everyone else had wine or a mixed drink, probably served while I was napping. Still, I thought it kind of pretentious to be drinking wine at lunch, however I guessed I was somewhat in the minority as everyone else seemed to be enjoying an alcoholic beverage. My tray of chicken arrived and the flight attendant slid it in front of me, along with my Coke. He unfolded a white cloth napkin and placed it in my lap. I was hoping he’d cop a feel, but he was very cautious about the way he placed it there. He asked if there was anything else he could get for me. I wanted to say ‘him’ but told him I was fine. After I finished my small meal with real metal tableware and not plastic, he removed the tray for me then brought me a hot moist towel to wipe my hands with. I thought that was really over the top, but I behaved as if I had done this a hundred times or more. A half-hour later when the flight attendant asked me if I cared for anything else to drink I asked him if he had any IPA beers. He told me he had a selection of two. I picked one and he brought it to me in a chilled glass of all things. Now, I was starting to like what I was doing. I even saluted him with my glass, when he told me that was a fine choice.
The beer made me sleepy for some reason, and I soon fell asleep for most of the rest of the long flight. We were making our descent into San Diego when I woke up. My beer glass was gone, and we were told to prepare for landing. I was a little concerned when I saw tall office buildings in downtown San Diego outside my window that were higher than the plane, as we descended to sea level to land at their airport which seemed like it ended at the Pacific Ocean. That was a little unnerving. I had never been West of the Mississippi River before, so the West Coast was all new to me. I swore the captain stood on the brakes to keep the plane from going into the ocean at the end of the runway, but we finally turned onto a taxiway and headed for the terminal. Before we stopped, the flight attendant got my duffle bag down for me and set it in the seat beside me. He told me it was a pleasure serving me this morning. I thought it was afternoon sometime, but then realized West Coast time was two hours behind the Midwest where I came from. It was just a little after noon in San Diego. I knew I would be screwed up this evening.
I shook hands with the nice flight attendant as I was leaving the plane, and thanked him for his kindness and service during the flight. He looked amazed I thanked him, but smiled profusely and told me it was a pleasure serving me. It seemed like a long ways to the front of the terminal, but when I got to where the limos were, I did see a chauffeur there with a sign that said Josh Keaton. I told the guy it was me. He welcomed me to San Diego, then took my bag and opened the back door of a Lincoln limo for me to get in. He put my duffle bag in the trunk. I felt rather important, for who knows whatever reason, sitting all alone in the back seat of a Lincoln limo on my way to who knew where. I did have a mischievous thought that one could have a great lay in the back of this limo, and wouldn’t Jake love this one.
I asked the driver where we were headed. He told me La Jolia, the Four Seasons Resort Hotel. I recognized the Four Seasons’ name as being one of the classiest hotels in most major cities they were located. I got to thinking at least Stoney was enjoying himself, hopefully having some fun. It was about a 40 minute ride to the hotel. The driver pulled up at the front and a bellman opened the door for me. The driver took out my duffle bag and handed it to the bellman.
“So glad to have you with us Mr. Keaton. Your bag will be delivered to your suite and your host is waiting for you inside, Sir,” he said and pointed to the lobby of the hotel. The temperature was fantastic. The sun was bright, but it wasn’t hot and humid like I was used to in the Midwest. It actually felt pleasant and the air smelled fresh and clean. As I walked into the hotel, I saw Stoney who came over and gave me a big hug.
“Welcome, Josh. I see you made it okay. Was the flight decent?” he asked as he herded me towards a hallway.
“It was first class, Stoney. Really? You bought me a first class ticket?” I asked, still somewhat amazed.
“It’s the only way to travel, Josh. Who wants to be crammed into a tiny seat for several hours. You’re much more relaxed in first class. Sorry that wasn’t available from your regional airport to Chicago, but the bulk of the trip was at least,” he remarked.
“Oh, the small commuter was great this morning, Stoney. I really enjoyed that leg of the trip more than the last one,” I said remembering my fun time with Peter.
“Yeh, well it’s a short one and the one from Chicago is a long one, but at least you were comfortable on that leg,” he said, as we made it to a room that had some suite name marked on it. Stoney opened the door to a living room. The wall opposite the hallway was all windows with a fabulous view of the ocean. We seemed to be located on a cliff above the ocean. The view from the room was almost breathtaking.
“Wow. You really do know how to live. This is unbelievable,” I said with my mouth hanging wide open, I was sure. I made my way over to the panoramic view in front of me, almost spellbound by the beautiful scenery. “I think I could sit here and look out of this room all day at this spectacular site. This is truly amazing, Stoney. I can understand why you wanted to come out here to get away and relax,” I said in total awe, as I was mesmerized by the beauty in front of me. Stoney joined me at the panoramic windows and put his hand on my shoulder as we gazed outside together.
“This is only the beginning, Josh. I have so much to tell you and to show you,” he said excitedly. “But first, are you hungry? Do I need to get you anything to eat?” he asked concerned.
“I ate some kind of chicken thing on the plane,” I told him.
“Oh, the rubber chicken the airlines serve. That’s not real food you know. It’s only synthetic substance they try to pawn off as food to make you think you’ve had something to eat. Come on, let me get you a sliced prime rib sandwich at the Bistro in the lobby. It’s quick and it’s delicious. We’ll grab a quick sandwich and a beer then take it from there,” he said and we headed back out. I almost hated to leave that beautiful view, but I was kind of hungry. The chicken thing wasn’t that good.
We grabbed a sandwich and a beer and sat at a little café table overlooking the scenic view one more time. “I can’t get over how beautiful it is here. This is quite a place,” I exclaimed.
“One of the best, Josh. I enjoy coming out here. You can’t find better accommodations hardly anywhere,” Stoney said smiling.
“So what is it you wanted to show me, that I had to come all the way out here to see?” I asked curiously.
“You’ll see. It’s part of your management training I’m preparing you for, Josh. This is one of the more fun lessons, you might say, but extremely important to me and hopefully it will be part of your overall management regimen. It will all unfold while you’re here, but it doesn’t stop here,” Stoney explained to my puzzled face. “You’ll understand before you leave,” he added. I was still somewhat confused.
Stoney gave me some background on the area and how he spent time here off and on, but hadn’t for several years, and was glad to get back here. We finished our sandwich and started to head back to the room, but he stopped me in front of an exclusive men’s clothing store. “I doubt if you brought any dress slacks or a blazer with you,” Stoney commented.
“What would I need that for?” I asked curiously.
“For dinner tonight. We’re having a very exclusive dinner tonight, in case you didn’t know. The restaurant requires a jacket, dress slacks and a dress shirt. We can skip the tie. I always do, but we need the rest,” he said, as he almost pushed me into the store. The manager greeted Stoney by name and asked how he could be of service. Stoney told the manager to fix me up with a dress shirt, dress slacks, a sports coat, preferably a Navy blue blazer, saying that would accentuate my good looks. I had to try on the dress pants and blazer, but the shirt was just my size. Stoney had me pick out a pair of dress shoes and get dress socks also. He even had them add an extremely smooth feeling t-shirt to wear under the pale blue dress shirt and a couple of pairs of boxer briefs made from model cotton, that felt wonderful to the feel. All in all, everything came to well over $1,000 which Stoney felt was a steal. I thought he was crazy. “Gotta keep you looking like the hot handsome guy you are, Josh. We’re going to a nice place tonight,” he assured me. I felt very humble. The manager said he’d package everything up and have it brought to our suite. Stoney told him to put it all on his room bill, which the manager was more than happy to do.
“I have a two-bedroom suite, Josh. Your welcome to the guest bedroom if you’d be more comfortable there, or you’re welcome to share mine. It’s up to you and there’s no pressure one way or the other, just to be clear,” Stoney explained.
“I didn’t come all the way out here to sleep alone, Stoney. I was hoping to spend some quality time with you if I could, that is, if it’s okay with you and you’re comfortable with me sleeping with you,” I said humbly. Stoney grabbed me and hugged me.
“You know how much I love you, Josh. That would make me very happy, but I didn’t want to force that on you. I would never do that,” Stoney said hugging me.
“Stoney, I couldn’t have a more wonderful person in my life than you. You’re a miracle, and I couldn’t love you more for your love, friendship and the opportunities you’ve given me, Jake and Greer. That’s a debt that can never be repaid,” I said and kissed him. I thought he was going to cry. We held each other for several moments. “So what’s on the agenda for this afternoon?” I asked wondering what the next step was and a possible clue as to why I was there. I had to guess it wasn’t just to get a new wardrobe and have a nice exclusive dinner somewhere.
“We’re going to the beach. Grab your bathing suit and we’ll head to the beach. I have a few things to take with us and a backpack you can take them in,” he said as he held up a rather large backpack.
“Uh, I didn’t bring a bathing suit,” I said apologetically.
“I figured as much so I got you one. Not that you’ll need it other to go to and from. This is the famous Black’s Beach we’re going to. No need for a suit,” he said smiling.
“You devil, you. This could be fun,” I commented. He just smiled. I put on the suit he got me, which was, more or less, a conservative, above the knee, swim trunks with a price tag of $175.00. I thought who would have ever paid that much for a plain pair of swim trunks. Evidently, Stoney didn’t care. My balls and cock had never felt such expensive fabric in my life. This was crazy, but Stoney was enjoying himself, so who was I to complain. Of course, I had designer flip flops to go with the suit. I was afraid to see how much those cost. We stripped down and got changed in this beautiful bedroom he had in this magnificent suite. The bathroom looked like a Roman Forum, everything was marble. There was a huge sunken jetted tub in the middle of the bathroom. The shower was floor to ceiling glass on all sides and had multiple heads, not as many as we had in ours at the apartment, but still magnificent to look at. It was definitely a suite fit for a king, in my estimation at least.
Stoney handed me the backpack and told me I was the mule to carry it to the beach and back. I had to laugh. I looked in the backpack to see he had a Frisbee and a small solid squeegee football in there, two large beach towels, a couple of small towels, several snacks and a few bottles of water. He also gave me a Hawaiian style open coverup shirt to wear through the hotel on our way to the beach. He had a different colored one also to wear. Our stuff in hand, I followed him out.
The path to the beach was rather steep and a little distance. Upon arriving at the beach, however, the sights were extremely interesting. We had to walk down the beach a little to get to the gay section. Once at the edge, we stripped down and walked to where we found a spot to sit, au-natural. There was a nice breeze that felt great on my sweaty balls from the trip down the cliff. It felt great letting your willie breathe fresh air and not give a damn who saw you naked. I felt so free at the moment.
Stoney and I found a spot in a fairly crowded area and set up shop. Stoney said he loved to lay there and watch the guys walk or run up and down the beach. We laid out our beach towels and flopped down close together. It was interesting how all the guys walking or running past checked out the guys laying on the beach and got checked out themselves. It was virtually a two-way street when it came to observations of who was there.
“It’s amazing, Josh, how many different shapes and sizes the male body comes in. No two are exactly alike, except for twins, maybe. No two dicks are the same. No set of balls are the same. Everyone is different, a unique body and individual. We are all so different, but in many ways all the same. We all have to eat, drink, shit, piss, sleep, live and die at some point, but other than that, our lives are totally different,” Stoney said, somewhat philosophically.
“Yes, it is amazing that we all have the same anatomical features, but some make us hard and some turn us off. Dicks and balls can be hot on one guy and a turn-off on another. Look at those two studs getting close to us. I may have to turn over and drill a hole in the sand, I just feel like I want to suck their cocks and balls in the worst way. They are so fucking fine. Then the two following them, I wouldn’t want to touch me at all, and they’re probably the same age, in their mid-twenties,” I said observing the guys passing us by. Stoney laughed.
“Does it embarrass you being here with me and me being older and all?” Stoney asked. I bent over and kissed him.
“You’re the same age as I am, as far as I’m concerned, or I’m your age. I don’t see age as a difference in attraction, Stoney. You’re damned hot looking in my mind. You’ve taken great care of yourself, work out all the time, stay and shape and eat healthy. Not only are you hot looking, and yes, I would definitely check you out and, admittedly, have before I really knew you, but your heart is to die for. You’re such a gracious and generous person, full of love and caring. That in itself is something that turns me on to no end,” I professed. He leaned over and kissed me again. A couple of hot guys passing by and yelled, ‘no sex on the beach’. We laughed and so did they.
“Josh, one of the things that led me to you, and made me care so much about you, to the point that I wanted some sort of relationship with you, was your caring for other people, and most importantly, your close friends. You are extremely caring in that regard. That was one of my significant traits I had to have in the leadership of what I want to build. Second was your leadership ability, your ability to lead men to a decision and help them realize their own goals and the contributions to the greater good. You’re a genius in that regard. As we move into where we’re going with all this I’ve put together, and I’ve told you this before, your leadership is the key. You are the innovator, the creator, the mover, the shaker. I love Greer and Jake just as much, but in putting this together, you have to be the leader and that’s the setup we have in place. Greer is a great organizer and administrator. This Jordan guy is equally as smart and skillful in that regard, but you are a negotiator, innovator and creative side of the business. Jake is skillful in following your lead and finding ways to make things happen that you design. Do you see where I’m going with all this?” Stoney asked hopefully.
“I do. I just worry that I might let you down because of my lack of experience and age, Stoney. You’ve been there and done that. You’ve made yourself a fortune, from what I’ve seen. It’s your leadership the three of us and Jordan need, not mine. I’ll be happy to contribute to the max, but I’d love nothing more than to learn from the master and know he had my future in his hands to make it successful and secure, be my safety net, so to speak,” I confessed.
“You want it too easy, Josh. If I did all that for you, what’s to force you to grow?” he asked. I had to think about that. I had an answer, but before I could say anything he chimed in. “Enough of this talk for now. We can continue this at dinner. What I brought you here for was to teach you something else,” Stoney said.
“How to be naked in public?” I asked jokingly.
“I think you already discovered that, my friend. We need to have some fun,” he said smiling.
“Don’t we need a little privacy for that? I thought sex on the beach was a no no,” I joked. Stoney laughed.
“That’s later, you crazy guy. You do possess another successful trait, and that is a sense of humor. And, boy, do you have one,” he added. Just then, I wanted to tell him about Peter and what happened earlier, but I was still debating whether I should or not. “Come on, let’s throw the Frisbee and let our balls flop around,” he said getting up and getting the Frisbee out of the backpack.
We backed a little farther away from the water where there weren’t as many nude sunbathers, and started throwing it back and forth. It was fun and our balls and dicks were flopping all over the place. It was a real rush, being naked outside with hundreds of other naked guys we didn’t know. The sights were steamy at times and normal at others. There were times I had to fight erections, the guys we saw were so stunningly hot. It was nothing less than a thrill the entire time. We finally wore down, and went back to lay on our beach towels again.
“Look at the cock on that guy, Stoney. Talk about a trophy. Damn, that is some meat,” I said staring at a rather tall slender, tanned all over, beachboy type of guy. “Nice set of nuts on him also. Wouldn’t kick him out of bed,” I chided.
“Ah, he’s probably so hung up on himself, he’d never let another guy suck him off, or give him explicit instructions on how to do it. I detect a little arrogance there, Josh,” Stoney commented.
“Maybe, but he’s sure hot. I love the way his dick hangs down over his balls, and the little hairs around the perimeter of his balls. Nice shapely legs also, and, oh, wait for it,” I said as he was just passing by for us to get a look at his ass, “yep, there it is. He’s got nice fine hairs up through his ass crack. Damn, if that’s not one of my favorite turn-ons,” I mentioned to him.
“What, like this?” Stoney asked, as he rolled over, showing me his ass and spreading his cheeks so I could see his fine hairs adorning his asshole and ass crack.
“Oh, fuck, Stoney. Shit, dude, now you’ve done it. You gave me a boner, and I have to lay on my stomach and drill a hole to China for that one,” I told him as I rolled over on my stomach. Stoney slapped my bare ass and laughed. “You just wait until tonight when we’re naked and alone in bed. Boy are you going to get it then,” I chided. He laughed and said that was something to look forward to.
I rolled back over on my back and our eyes met again. He was staring blissfully at me, as if he really appreciated me and was longing for something. I was searching for something to say, but it was a beautiful moment, and we both seemed to be enjoying the peace between us and the mutual love we had for one another as close friends.
“It’s wonderful laying here on the beach naked as the day I was born,” I said appreciatively. It’s so peaceful. There’s a million things I should be doing, but being here with you the way we are right now, hell, I can’t think of a one,” I said thinking out loud.
“That was one of the main points I wanted to get across to you, Josh. It’s one of the main reasons, I brought you here. It’s such a beautiful soothing place for the soul. With all that we do, the enterprises we’re involved with, the relationships with people, some easy, some difficult, we have to sooth the soul at times. You have to learn to take time out from the hustle and bustle of life to stop and smell the roses, Josh. That may not mean as much to you right now as it will later, but don’t spend your entire life working and building and forget to have fun with your friends. Lay on the beach naked when it makes you feel good and energizes your soul. Make love on a moonlit beach somewhere. Grab some of the gusto that energizes the soul. That’s what I want you to experience and embrace,” Stoney said as sincerely as he could. “We don’t remember our birth, and our death is something we can’t get excited about and look forward to, but the time in between is measured by what we do with it. Is it going to be dull and boring or exciting and energizing? It’s what you make of it, and the people you surround yourself with you love and go through it with you. To make it meaningful, you have to work at it, but just do your best and enjoy what you can. Learn to have fun as you make your way through life, Josh. That’s your lesson for today,” Stoney said giving me goosebumps, the way he explained it.
I was in awe of this beautiful man and his wisdom. I really didn’t know what to say, except how blessed I was that he cared so much about me out of all the millions of human beings he could have cared about. I felt so blessed. We sat there close together and stared at each other in silence, but our eyes said so much about our friendship, caring, my appreciation. Our spell was soon broken by two of the most beautiful male specimens I had ever seen in my life. A young surfer dude with beautiful blonde wavy hair, a killer body and a dick and balls to die for, plopped down beside Stoney and kissed him passionately and long. A young brunette, heart throb, movie star quality guy with a killer body and junk again to die for, plopped a blanket down beside me and kissed me quickly on the lips. I thought I was going to melt into the sand. Then he leaned over me to kiss Stoney dragging his dick and balls over my thighs as he did. I quickly had to cover my almost instant erection.
“Josh, meet Toby and Griff. This may be an extension of what I previously mentioned about ‘having fun’.”
