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Chapter 268 – A New Roomy and a Party
Jake and I slept in the next morning. It was Saturday after all, the Saturday before school officially started on Monday. Zach and Brady looked a little ragged when they finally emerged from the back bedroom, joining us for breakfast in their briefs. They were a beautiful sight together. Made my dick hard, just looking at the two and remembering how hot their asses felt the night before. I could tell Dustin, Chase and Steven had a tough night also. I reminded them they had their dicks and asses for life, and didn’t have to try to use them up all in one night. I got a kiss from Chase for that remark.
Allen and OBB looked chipper, having had a quiet night, knowing how to pace themselves. Allen told me he had the website all prepared for the grand opening. I just had to give him some dates and he’d blast social media with the announcement. We decided on the following weekend, since we, virtually, had everything in place. We did need dancers, but we could get by without them for the first week or so. Besides, we always had Sandy if we needed him. Then I remembered someone telling me that Stan and Gentry were transferring to Uni. I knew I could count on them. I figured they should be here sometime this weekend. Surely, they would stop by or call. Allen said not to worry as he had ads out for dancers. He was sure we’d have some candidates by the first of the week.
“Brady, you look too fucking hot. You’re going to have to play with OBB and me sometime. Hell both of you need to,” Allen told Brady, as he rubbed his brief clad junk up against Brady’s leg in the kitchen.
“Why, Allen. I think that would be kind of nice. You two are kind of smoking yourselves,” Brady replied.
“Josh, I like Brady. Can we keep him?” Allen pleaded.
“I’d sure like to, but it’s up to him. He has a pretty hot roommate from what he tells me,” I replied.
“Seriously? He’s got a great body, but he’s straight and homophobic. Do you really think that’s going anywhere, plus the only guys I ever cared about are right here,” Brady replied. We chuckled. “I would love to see his junk one time at least.”
“I think we ought to keep him. You like him, don’t you Zach?” Allen asked.
“Oh, much more than like him,” Zach said dreamily.
“I know Jake and Josh love him, so we need to adopt him and quit thinking about it. There is one requirement, however,” Allen mentioned. Brady looked confused. “You have to have sex with me, OBB and Dustin, since all of us live here. Chase and Steven don’t count, but you can still do them too if you want to. Hell, OBB and I have. Steven’s got a nice little tight ass on him. The fucker can cum big time also. Not a bad piece of boy ass,” Allen explained.
“I’m sure I could meet all the requirements, but are you sure you have room for another one. I don’t want to intrude, even though living here with you guys would be like a dream come true,” Brady responded. We all gave him a hug and kiss.
“We need to rescue you from the homophobe. No use spending the entire school year living with a guy like that,” I told him. He seemed extremely grateful. “We’ll run over and get your things this afternoon. I’ll get hold of Edgar on Monday and have him get your money back from housing, since you’ll be staying here. Edgar can make that happen,” I told him. Brady had tears in his eyes as he came and hugged me, then kissed me. He did the same to Jake, Allen, OBB and especially, Zach who wanted to melt in his arms.
“I don’t know about this, Josh. The sexual heat between the guys now living here may cause us to fuck ourselves to death. We won’t be able to control ourselves, I fear,” Jake teased. We all had to laugh, but there was some truth to that.
Trevor and Andy showed up for coffee and breakfast. Trevor stripped down to his undies, not wanting to look any different from anyone else. Andy followed suit with Trevor. “Gotta let the willie get some air, and maybe a little attention from all the hotness around here these days,” Trevor remarked.
“You don’t have Sandy to flaunt your ass with,” I reminded him.
“There’s always your dick to get it’s attention,” Trevor teased. I shook my head smiling.
“Hey, Brady and Zach drained my balls something fierce last night. I don’t have anything left,” I assured him.
“I can always get something out of another guy’s balls, Josh. Trust me on that one,” Trevor said smiling. I had to believe he was right. “Brady, we’re going to have to get to know you better. You’re too fucking hot not to. If you’re going to hang around with us, we need to get to know you better,” Trevor told him. Brady smiled.
“Are you talking about socially, or in the Biblical sense?” Brady asked.
“Both, of course,” Trevor replied quickly. Brady smiled at him, then came over and started rubbing Trevor’s shoulders, then gyrating his groin up against Trevor’s leg. Trevor got a boner with this intimate attention. “Oh, I like this guy, Josh. Can we keep him?”
“Allen just asked that question also, Trev. I think everyone pretty much loves the guy. You just can’t help it. Yes, we’re going to keep him. We pretty much decided that before you got here, thinking you and Andy would be more than happy with that decision,” I replied. Trevor and Andy said ‘amen’ to that.
“I think there’s someone else we need to meet and get to know,” Trevor brought up. We looked at him somewhat confused as to who he was talking about.
“Who’s that?” Jake asked, curiously.
“I think we need to meet this Heinrich friend of Fritz’s. There has to be something pretty hot about him. I’d like to know what this mysterious guy is all about. Unlike Trent, I hope Fritz brings him to the get-together tonight. I really want to meet this guy,” Trevor said, somewhat excited about the prospect of meeting the person Trent didn’t want us to meet. “And, Fritz. What’s his story? That guy is hot in his undies. We need to tap that also. Don’t’ want to create any waves though, as we need him desperately to get this restaurant trade going here, but someday, we have to get him naked with us to play. That uncut cock of his intrigues me to no end,” Trevor added.
“Gees, Trev, didn’t Andy give you any ass last night? You seem horny today for some reason,” Jake told him. Andy just smiled.
“I’m always horny, in case you couldn’t tell,” Trevor told us.
“Gees, we never would have known. Thanks for telling us,” I chided.
We all headed downstairs to see what we wanted to do for our small get-together this evening. The door was open, so various people came and went. Todd and Chad showed up to see if there was anything we needed. They mostly sat around and talked. Devin stopped by. He said Sandy was still in bed with some Chic he picked up the night before, but he might be by later. Devin said he’d tend bar for us tonight for anyone that wanted mixed drinks and also draw beer. We thought that might give him some practice. I asked him if he was going to do it in his underwear. He said he’d serve naked if that’s what I wanted him to do. I gave him a kiss for that one, which he seemed to appreciate. Devin and I were hooking up kegs in the center room of the bar when Drey and Jim stopped by to see if there was anything else we needed before we opened. They walked around the premises, and were impressed with how everything came out.
“You have everything you need?” Drey asked me.
“I think we’re in excellent shape. By the way, we’re having a get-together this evening starting at 7:00, for all those that helped put this together. We’ll have a formal open house the end of next week, but if you and Jim are free tonight, you might as well stop by and have a beer or two with us,” I offered.
“Sounds great. I don’t think we’re doing anything. We’ll probably take you up on your offer,” Drey replied, seeming happy to be invited. “By the way, thanks again for what you and Jake did for Jim and I the other night. I think it helped a lot. I didn’t realize how selfish I was being, considering the feelings Jim had for me. I had no idea they were that deep. If I put myself in Jim’s shoes, I was being a total dick. If Jim wasn’t who he was, and was more like me, probably none of this would have happened, because we wouldn’t have deep feelings for one another. I loved him as my friend. I didn’t realize he loved me more intimately. That went right over my head, Josh. I had no way of knowing, and I don’t know if he would have told me had you guys not intervened and helped out. I guess I owe you a debt of gratitude for saving my friendship with Jim,” Drey confessed.
“So how are you handling it, Drey? Sometimes that’s a lot to put on a good friend’s shoulders, caring so much for a close friend, but realizing he needs more than you might be able to provide,” I asked.
“We’re getting through it. It’s been a little different. I’ve had to expand my comfort boundaries somewhat, but it hasn’t hurt me any, so what the hell. It seems to make Jim happy. A happy Jim is a happy me,” Drey replied. I gave him a bro hug.
“If you need any further help, let us know, but I think you guys have made fantastic progress. You made the most sacrifices so far, but I hope you’re able to continue to work through it all. Jim seems very happy these days,” I assured Drey, making him smile.
“I’m glad. I really do care about him, Josh, but I think you know that. So what if my man card gets a little iffy from time to time. No one will know it but Jim and me, and what happens between us, stays between us, so no harm, no foul. I’ve got my buddy back, which is what’s important to me,” Drey said proudly. I patted him on the back. Jim was on the other side of the room talking to Jake so he didn’t hear our conversation. I thought Drey was being honest with me, which was a good feeling.
Drey and Jim soon took off, telling us they’d see us tonight. Of all things, Officer Conner Williams walked in the door. He saw me and came over.
“Hey, Josh, the place looks fantastic. Are you guys open yet?” he asked, as he looked the place over.
“End of next week Conner. Is it okay if I call you Conner and not Officer Williams?” I asked. He gave me a quick hug.
“Absolutely. I’m Conner today and most days for you. So, how’s the crew. You guys all still together?” he asked.
“Yep, pretty much. We lost Erin though, Conner,” I told him, which created a concerned look. “It’s not a bad thing. He’s in Ft. Lauderdale running a club for us with another guy down there. He’s doing a great job for us. He’s going to school there and is captain of their swim team. He’s in love with our guy down there, so they’re both happy,” I told him, making him smile.
“Man, that’s fantastic. I might go down there for a little R&R next year, so I’ll have to look him up,” Conner replied. “I could tell he was a great guy from the time I had to arrest him. Damn shame, but it all worked out okay. You did a phenomenal job with him, by the way. He owes you his life, Josh. Now he’s doing extremely well because of you also. How many bars are you guys operating now?” Conner asked. I told him about our official holdings and our plans. He couldn’t get over it. “I need to work for you, Josh. Damn, you’re taking off. Look how young you are also. I knew you were a winner the first time I talked to you and saw your concern for your friend. I had a special feeling about you for some reason. I’m usually a pretty good judge of character, and I pegged you right,” Conner said proudly.
“You’re making me blush, Conner,” I told him. “You need to come around more often. We’d like to get to know you better,” I told him.
“Might be dangerous for you, Josh. You’re too cute. I might not be able to control myself, but I will stop by and have a beer with you from time to time,” he told me.
“Maybe you don’t need to control yourself, Conner. We’re all adults here. We can decide what we want to do or not do. I have to say, you’re pretty hot yourself. Can’t say I haven’t thought about you some,” I said, then winked at him.
“There you go, flirting with me already. I guess it’s the uniform that does it,” Conner suggested.
“No, it’s that kind face, that sympathetic soul and big heart of yours that does it, Conner,” I told him. “And that bulge in your pants and hot looks doesn’t hurt matters,” I added, smiling.
“Josh, you’re too much. I may have to stop by more often if you keep saying things like that. Damn, boy, you get my juices flowing again, and it takes a lot to get those going these days,” Conner admitted. I smiled at him. “Hey, did anything else ever come of that investigation we still have open on that Trent friend of yours?” he asked.
“No, I was hoping you had some leads on that. We haven’t heard a thing and Trent sure doesn’t talk about it,” I informed him.
“About that, Josh. We just hit dead end after dead end. I wanted to solve this in the worst way, because of how much I think of you and he’s a friend of yours, but I don’t think Trent is being upfront with us on everything. I know it’s a gut feeling, but usually my gut feelings are spot on. I just think he’s not telling us everything he knows. I could sense that when we interviewed him,” Conner confided in me. I shook my head.
“I kind of sense the same thing, more lately than at the time. There is another person he has no use for, that, coincidentally, may show up at a little reception we’re having tonight for some of the guys that helped put the bar together, and I invited my new swim team members. We hired a cook recently that Trent recommended, a German stud, named Fritz. Anyway, Trent really likes him but says Fritz has a friend he can’t stand, but he won’t tell us why, other than the fact he says, this friend of Fritz, also a German, named Heinrich, tried to get a friend of his in trouble one time. Trent won’t tell us the friend’s name or what kind of trouble he was in. Do any of those names mean anything to you?” I asked curiously, hoping he might know something.
“Not off the top of my head. You have no idea what the trouble was, or if it involved the police in a possible investigation?” Conner asked.
“I have no idea. All I know is Trent gets very defensive and shuts up it when we bring it up. I can’t imagine what it could possibly be. Fritz seems to be fantastic so far. But then Trent said he’s a great guy, but says his boyfriend, Heinrich, who they call Heinie of all things, is a total dick and Trent can’t stand him. But, he won’t say why. We think Heinrich is coming tonight with Fritz, so we’ll get to meet him and see if there is anything we can ascertain from our conversation with him. I don’t suppose you’d like to join us this evening for a few beers and possibly talk to Heinie?” I suggested.
“Might not be a bad idea. Plus, I’d like hanging out with you guys anyway. I could swing by and stay for a while, if my presence wouldn’t put a damper on your party,” Conner told me.
“Not as far as we’re concerned, Conner. We’d love to have you, if nothing else just to enjoy your company. You’re welcome to bring a guest with you if you’d like. Are you seeing anyone?” I asked curiously.
“Wow, you should be the detective, as many questions as you ask. Why do you need to know?” he asked, chiding.
“I just wanted to determine if we had some possible competition or not. That’s why,” I teased.
“You really are a charmer, Josh. I have to give you credit for that. I am seeing someone. It’s not real serious, well, maybe getting there. We both work for the force. We kind of have different hours, but we get together fairly regularly. I wouldn’t call us a ‘couple’ or anything, but the sex is pretty hot, in case that was your next question, which I believe it would have been,” he said, smiling. I smiled in agreement.
“Top or bottom?” I asked.
“Okay, questioning is over. I ask the questions from here on out. Getting a little personal there. But I think the answer you’re looking for is ‘versatile’. I like it all, Josh,” Conner confessed. I hugged him, as I chuckled. “Damn, that felt good,” Conner commented on my hug.
“I can make it feel even better,” I promised.
“You are flirting with me. What a little flirt you are, Josh. Okay, I think Neal is off tonight. We can probably swing over for a couple of beers and see if this Fritz and Heinrich characters bring anything to mind. In the meantime, I’ll look at our data base and see if those names pop up anywhere. Just don’t steal my boyfriend tonight, would you,” he asked. I smiled.
“All is fair in love and war,” I reminded him.
“Yeh, well, you have some more interesting assets to lure him in with. Not quite a level playing field,” Conner commented.
“I’m not so sure about that, Conner. I haven’t really checked out your assets yet, but maybe I’ll have the chance someday,” I chided. Conner rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Josh, you are something else, but I like it. Until tonight, buddy,” he said, gave me another quick hug, and headed for the door. I hadn’t noticed, but Thad and Trent had arrived and were talking to Todd close to the door. Conner stopped to say hi to Thad and Trent. Todd seemed to know him and shook his hand. Trent looked apprehensive, talking to Conner. Everything was ‘yes, sir’, or ‘no, sir’. I wasn’t sure what that was all about.
Trent made his way over to me right after Conner left. “Josh, what was he doing here?” Trent asked, concerned.
“He just stopped by to say hi, and see if we were ready to open. Why?” I asked.
“Was that all he wanted?” Trent asked, still concerned.
“He asked about Erin. I told him he was doing great, but in Ft. Lauderdale. He also asked if we got any additional information, or you thought of anything more about the guy that beat you. I told him there was nothing new. There isn’t is there?” I asked Trent, making him uncomfortable.
“No, there’s nothing new. I told them everything I know. Why don’t people believe me?” he asked.
“It’s not that we don’t’ believe you, Trent. We’re just wondering if you could think of anything new that might help. You do want to catch this guy and punish him, don’t you?” I asked curiously.
“Yes, hell, yes. I do want him caught. I don’t know why they can’t find him. He can’t be that hard to find. I told the police where he worked and all, but yet that company says they’ve never heard of him. That’s crazy. Surely there’s some record of him somewhere,” Trent said.
“Maybe it was a different company?” I asked.
“Didn’t they say they checked out more than one?” Trent asked me.
“Yes, but maybe it was a different company altogether. He may have lied to you about where he worked. You never know. Guys who come close to killing the ones they supposedly love, would lie about anything, I suppose,” I replied. Trent gave me a stern look, as if he resented me saying that. He didn’t say anything.
“He asked me if I could think of anything else. I told him no. Then he said, I should think hard, because he wanted to catch him and punish him for what he did to me. He said he was sorry he couldn’t find the guy, but if he had more information, maybe he could. I told him I gave him everything I could think of, and there’s nothing more to tell. I’m not sure he believed me, Josh. Can you believe that? I did tell him everything,” Trent swore. I patted him on the shoulder.
“We’ll find him eventually, Trent. Not to worry. Conner is one of the best police detectives out there. He won’t stop until he finds the creep,” I assured Trent.
“You two seem awfully chummy, with a hug and all. What’s that all about?” Trent asked me.
“We got to know him well during Erin’s problem. He was a great help to us then, and remains a good friend. He’s sympathetic to the cause, because he’s gay also. He understands us, Trent. He’s one of us,” I assured him. “He can’t stand the fact someone like us would do what they did to you, especially since they supposedly cared about you,” I added.
“He just couldn’t stand the fact I was breaking up with him. I never pictured him as the violent type, but I guess we all have our breaking points,” Trent replied. “Glad the detective is a friend, but I really don’t know what else he can do for me anymore. I’m sure that guy is long gone by now,” Trent suggested. I wasn’t so sure about him being long gone, but didn’t say anything.
Thad wandered by later, then looked around to see if he could tell where Trent was. Trent was nowhere to be seen. “Hey, I had a little talk with our boy last night,” he started to say when I interrupted him.
“Our boy? Your boy, you mean,” I corrected him.
“Well, we’re all concerned about the situation. Not sure how much longer I’m going to be sleeping with him, if he doesn’t come clean on what’s going on. He accused all of us of making a federal case out of nothing,” Thad told me, shaking his head.
“He’s the one that’s being secretive about everything at the moment. How complicated could this be?” I asked Thad.
“My point exactly, Josh. When I pressured him about what he wouldn’t tell us, he just broke down and cried and said I didn’t trust him anymore. I told him I was trying to, but he was making it damned difficult being so secretive about something he should be able to share with the ones that cared about him. He kept saying it was no big deal, and he was sorry he ever recommended Fritz to begin with, as he saw our relationship with Fritz going the wrong way,” Thad commented.
“Fritz seems like a great guy, That. His culinary skills will put the restaurant part of our business on the map and make us money. There’s nothing wrong with Fritz at the moment, I can see anyway,” I replied.
“Exactly. I told him if he was concerned about Fritz and this Heinie guy, he needed to give us a solid reason why. Facts are facts. He just kept saying it was no big deal and he was sorry he brought it up in the first place. I told him that wasn’t good enough, and if he loved me, he didn’t need to keep secrets from me. Then he said I never really loved him, but just pitied him. That kind of pissed me off, but I got to thinking about it, and maybe he’s right. I didn’t tell him that at the time, just told him I loved him and was trying to figure out why I did, with him being so secretive, and untrusting. He kept telling me to forget we ever talked about anything that had to do with Fritz or Heinie. I told him that was pretty damned difficult, now that he made such an issue out of it, and had us all worried as to what was going to happen. That just made him cry more. I can’t talk to him, Josh. He’s crazy. Something is terribly wrong and he’s not talking. It definitely has something to do with Heinrich somehow. Maybe if he shows up tonight with Fritz, we can learn something. Trent will go batshit if I try to talk to the guy, so you’re going to have to do that for us,” Thad suggested. I agreed, that was the best way to handle it, or Jake, or even Trevor, since Trevor was thick with Fritz, as long as he didn’t try to bed this Heinie guy. Thad laughed at the idea of Trevor trying something with Heinie. I wasn’t so sure.
Thad and I heard some loud voices as they came through the door. It was Stan and Gentry. “Guys, we’re home. Are you glad to see us?” they yelled coming through the door. We all grabbed and hugged the two, all of us that knew them anyway. Jake and I got kissed passionately by the two, as did Allen, OBB, Andy and Trevor. The one and only time they met Thad, they thought he was straight, so he just got a bro hug. They didn’t know Trent, but bumped fists with him anyway.
“We just got in and got our apartment a couple hours ago and then headed into work. We start tonight already?” Stan asked. I had to laugh.
“Man are you two a sight for sore eyes. We open next weekend, but we’re partying tonight, and you guys are welcome,” I said excitedly.
“Party, hardy,” Gentry yelled. “Can we get naked at the party? Is it a private party?”
“It’s private, but you don’t need go get naked,” I told them. They just blew me off.
“We have to break in that beautiful new stage of yours, Josh. I mean, we need to break it in right. We can do a live sex show on it to initiate it. Yeh, that’s what we can do,” Stan said loudly. “Damn, if this isn’t nicer than the CNB, guys. You really outdid yourselves on this one. Look at that fancy bar. Got a 360 degree bar that seats tons of people. Josh, can we dance on the bar? Shit, we’re going to like it here. Hope the patrons pay big bucks to see boy dick here. Gotta make some money this year as we upgraded our living quarters. No more slumming it after what we made last year. Gotta up our game a little, maybe show off more skin?” he hinted, looking over at me. I shook my head.
“Same rules apply here as does in the City, so watch yourselves. Don’t need anything hanging out that shouldn’t be hanging out,” I warned them. They both smiled at me, like they were ignoring what I just said. They both jumped up on the stage.
“Damn, this is nice, Josh. We have all kinds of room up here to get nasty. Gees, Gent, we can have some fun time on this stage. I here the boys are hotter here than they were at State. That true, Josh?” Stan asked.
“Not sure. I’ll let you guys be the judge of that, as I’ve never been to State. But if you two are any indication of what’s on the State campus, I’d say the guys are hotter there, as you guys sizzle,” I teased. They both jumped off the stage and kissed me passionately.
“Fuck, wish I knew you guys like Josh does,” Thad mentioned, getting him kissed with tongue also, taking his breath away.
“We need to get to know you, and now we will,” Gentry promised. “Wait, weren’t you straight at Eric’s bachelor party?” Gentry asked Thad.
“Well, that’s all changed now. Couldn’t hold out any longer. Guess it just took me a while to figure it all out,” Thad said, trying to catch his breath.
“Damn, boy, it’s about time you came over to the fun side. Who’s this lovely creature?” Stan asked looking at Trent. Trent introduced himself. Stan grabbed Trent and stuck his tongue halfway down Trent’s throat.
“Fuck, you guys are awesome,” Trent said, trying to recover.
“You got some hot guys hanging out here,” Stan exclaimed. Who’s this?” he asked looking at Devin.
“Devin, our electrician and bartender also,” I said, introducing Devin.
“Fuck, he’s hot,” Stan said, as he grabbed Devin and kissed him passionately, sticking his hands down his shorts and feeling his hard, bare ass cheeks. Devin popped a boner in seconds. “I like what you have there also,” Stan said as he moved his hand around to the front of Devin’s shorts to feel his bare hard penis. “Fuck, did I do that to you?” he asked teasingly. Devin nodded his head, not sure what to say, or knowing what was going to happen next. Stan kissed him passionately one more time. “Damn, I love the way you kiss. We will definitely play sometime. Fuck, Josh, you and Jake have collected a harem of hot guys here. Glad we moved to Uni. Fuck State and their homophobic guys. This place rocks.”
“Are you guys through molesting all my friends?” I asked them. They gave me a shit-eating grin.
“Sorry, but they were too hot to pass up,” Gentry confessed. I rolled my eyes.
“I think you guys got hornier over the summer. But, I’m glad to see you guys here finally. Yes, this is your new venue, I guess, since you transferred over here. I have to say I’m glad to see you, as we need your help in recruiting and hiring dancers. Oh, and there’s a little bit of a change in our offering here. Wednesday nights are ladies’ nights only. Do you guys think you can titillate the ladies with your hot rods and asses?” I asked. “They tip better than the guys, so I’m told,” I informed the two.
Gentry looked at Stan, then thought about it for a minute. “For the right price I’d grind my junk up against a pair of titties and have fun doing it,” Gentry replied. Stan agreed.
“Good then. This will work. Go check the place out and see what you think,” I told them. They said a few more hellos, graciously, this time, then headed to the dressing room to check that out. The next thing I knew they were on stage in just thongs. I swear their bodies were tan all over and their bulges were bigger.
“How does this look from down there?” Stan asked, bending over and giving me a full spread ass view, with ass crack hair sticking out behind the thin strap running up his ass crack holding his balls and cock in his thong.
“Lovely. You’re making me hard. Looks Heavenly from where I’m standing,” I assured him. They practiced dancing around a little more on the stage. They were born to perform with each other, their bodies glistening with sweat and oozing manly sexuality. Poor Devin still had a boner watching them. I think we all did.
“We need some smaller thongs, Josh. These cover up too much. We need certain parts to stick out more,” Stan urged.
“Let’s keep it legal, guys. Those look sizzling hot from where we’re standing. Go put some clothes on before you end up fucking one another up there. Please,” I urged. They both laughed at me, then ground their junk together, getting boners and letting the heads of their penises protrude from the tops of their thongs. “That’s so bad, guys. You’re killing me,” I told them, as we watched their hot routine with one another. They finally acted like they had orgasms, then bowed hand in hand to our little audience watching them, then headed back into the dressing room.
“Those are our dancers?” Trent asked.
“Afraid so. That’s Stan and Gentry, our headliners at our bar in the City. They’re characters. You have to watch them,” I warned.
“If I watch them too close, I think I’ll cum in my shorts,” Trent confessed. “Shit, they’re hot.” I couldn’t argue with him on that point.
Before I knew it, they were upstairs in the apartment, checking that out. “Damn, Josh, this apartment is way different than the dive you have in the City. Wow, talk about from rags to riches. This one rocks, dude,” Stan said, marveling at our new digs.
“Yeh, well we have to live here, so we made it kind of nice. You should see the shower.” I took them in to see the shower and turned it on. They were blown away as usual.
“Fuck, we’re showering with you tonight, dude. You and Jake and whoever else wants to join us and have some fucking fun. We need some fresh dick attention. We’ve been taking care of each other half the summer and we need some strange in our asses,” Gentry informed us.
“I hope you guys played safe when you got ‘strange’,” I told them.
“We always do, Josh. The only ones we don’t do that with are you guys. We know we can trust you guys. We love you too much to endanger anyone, and we definitely love your dicks and asses. Need more attention from you and Jake though. We only got a little last year. Now Allen and OBB, they like to fuck like rabbits, but you and Jake are very sensual. Where’s Erin, by the way?” Stan asked. I had to explain to them about the additional clubs and where Erin was. They made me promise to let them perform at the Tight Jock during Spring Break, so they could go to the nude beach during the day to tan all over, then perform at the club at night. They really got excited about the idea of doing that.
They told me about the apartment they got near the university. It was a fairly new apartment building, close to Trevor and Andy’s apartment, from the sound of it. I told them that was much better than the dorm, although they said they would have had more male ass to chose from living in the dorm. I had to laugh, but assured them, they’d find plenty here to play with when they performed. They could take them home if they wanted to. That made them happy. Then they were off to the bookstore to pick up supplies for their classes, but promised to return this evening to join the fun. I told them they had to behave while my swim team was here, but could let their hair down after my team left. They promised they could behave. I got sensuous kisses again from both of them, making me want to melt, as their hands went down my shorts and grabbed my bare cock and balls, then teased my asshole.
“Fuck you guys can give a guy a boner so fast,” I uttered, trying to come up for air from their sensuous kisses. They laughed, slapped me on my ass, and took off. I felt relieved in a sense.
I thought we were going to have to resuscitate Devin when I got back to him. He was still in minor shock at what he saw and experienced. “This bar is going to be a winner with dancers like that, Josh. I think I almost creamed my shorts. Those guys were pure sex all over. Wow. Can’t wait to see the shows they put on,” Devin exclaimed. I had to agree with him on that.
The next two characters through the door were Ashton, along with his big dicked friend, Chuck, of all people. He gave us all hugs, but kissed Andy rather passionately, kind of pissing Trevor off a little. I wasn’t so sure Andy was that impressed either. Trevor got a hug from him though. Chuck just fist bumped everyone. “Got what you need. I have six in this box, but if you need more, let me know and I’ll get them made,” he said, referring to the penis soap dispensers. He had to take one out and show it to everyone. I thought Todd and Chad were gong to split a gut. Todd said he definitely wanted one for his home. I told him we could use one upstairs in the bathroom of the apartment. Ashton said he’d get a couple more made. He said his friends that helped him with them in the art department couldn’t wait to see them installed in the bar bathroom.
“So, is Chuck going to school here this semester and you guys rooming together?” Trevor asked.
“Yeh, we have a small apartment. I’m in school, but Chuck is working. He still likes pussy of all things, but we’re rooming together. I’m paying most of the rent, but then he makes up for it in other areas, if you know what I mean,” Ashton replied. Andy rolled his eyes, knowing exactly what he was talking about.
The two hung around for a little while, mainly watching Todd install the penis pumps in the bathrooms. Then they took off, promising to return this evening for our little party. They said they’d catch up with us on everything then.
After getting everything squared away for the party later on, we decided to go pick up Brady’s things at the dorm. Zach, Brady and I piled in my old Ford Ranger pickup truck to haul his stuff over to the apartment and give his homophobic roomy the full room. Brady opened the door to his dorm room to find his roomy totally naked on the downstroke, driving his big cock into some girl’s cunt, slapping his big balls against her twat. We scared the shit out of him. He came out of her halfway in the middle of an intense orgasm, cum squirting all over her back and flying throughout the room, his cock exploding as he hurled around to see who invaded his privacy. He collapsed on the bed, staring at us in shock.
“Shit roomy. Of all times to walk in on a dude. Fuck,” he said, out of breath, in shock, and not sure what to do next. He never bothered to cover himself up, his cock still oozing out cum, with him not paying a bit of attention to what he was doing. “Hey, guys. Nice to meet you, I guess. Don’t mind me. Just taking care of a little business. You guys horny? I don’t think this bitch got enough of my dick. You might as well take a shot at it. I’m sure she’d like your dicks as much as mine, if you don’t mind sloppy seconds,” he said, with a big grin.
“Sorry, I think we’ll pass. If you want to cover her up, and yourself, we’ll just gather my things and head out for good. These guys have their own apartment and offered me a room. Josh here is my frat brother and this is his friend, Zach. We’ll just be a few minutes, and then you can have the room all to yourself, until they assign you a new roommate,” Brady explained.
“Damn, roomy. I kind of liked you as a roommate. I thought we might fuck some pussy together, you know, maybe do some double penetration stuff. You looked like you might be into some of that kinky stuff,” he said, wide-eyed, like he was almost on something.
“That’s okay. I’m sure you can find a friend that might like something like that. It’s not my scene, but to each his own. We’ll just be a minute,” Brady said, hurriedly gathering his things, as his naked roommate, and the girl he was fucking, looked on. His roommate did cover up his girl’s snatch, but she held her arms over her tits, which seemed to be rather large. I guessed them to be aftermarket models.
“Sure, you don’t want some of this snatch, Brady? Some pretty good stuff,” he said, uncovering her twat for us to view one more time, then covering it up again. “I already lubed it up for you, if you don’t mind my spooze for lube,” he offered. Brady looked at him disgustedly and kept on packing. His cock was still half hard, drooling cum from his piss slit. He never wiped it off. I was tempted to help him with that, but didn’t want that damn pussy juice on my lips. He had an extremely nice cock and was very fit - nice looking guy, actually. He reminded me of Jake’s first roommate, Seth, in more ways than one. They could have been related for that matter.
We took very few armfuls of things to the truck and threw it in the back, then headed out of there as quickly as we could, stopping by the RA’s office to drop off the key. The RA was disappointed to see Brady go, but when he told him what our apartment was like, he asked if we had more room. We just laughed and headed out.
“Okay, anyone have anything to say about what we just witnessed?” I asked Brady and Zach on the way home.
“I’m not sure I can find the words to properly describe it. It’s going to take some time to wipe that out of my mind,” Brady replied. “Thank you guys for rescuing me from what was sure to be a horrible living arrangement for this semester. I couldn’t be more grateful,” he said, then leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, then Zach on the lips. I was driving and didn’t see his lips coming, but Zach did, and took full advantage of his kiss. I chuckled to myself.
We had more help unloading Brady’s things, arriving back at the apartment. He was officially moved in with us now.
We finally got everything in place for our small party. We showered, playing around a little as we did, then changed shorts and shirts to get ready for the party. Fritz showed up an hour early to prepare the appetizers and was working like crazy in the kitchen. No sign of the mysterious Heinrich. Trevor and Andy were in there helping him. Trent kept a wide birth from Fritz, I noticed. Guests started arriving around 7:00, right on schedule. Most of the swim team showed up right at 7:00. I took them on a quick tour, then we sat at the bar where Devin gave them their choice of beer. Some were amazed at the large selection of craft beers we had. Drew and Stu finally showed up and joined us. A little later, Jack showed up with Marty in tow. Marty gave me a bro hug as did Jack.
“Damn, Josh. You outdid yourself on this one. I thought the City bar was great, but this is fantastic. I can see drinking here all the time. I like it,” Jack said, as if he was extremely impressed.
“You going to participate in the amateur wet underwear contest this year, Jack?” I asked.
“Oh, wow. Yeh, that was crazy last year. Hell, yes. Marty and I’ll do it together, won’t we, Marty?” Jack exclaimed.
“Shit might as well shake a little dick at the crowd and win some money. Hell, yes. I’m in,” Marty agreed.
Stan and Gentry arrived again for the second time today. They were almost as boisterous as when they came the first time, but had toned it down a little. Sandy put the DJ booth on autopilot with music in the background, but not blasting. Trevor brought out some appetizers, that looked fantastic and put them on a couple of the bar tables for the guys.
Drew and Jim showed up. They sat down at a table with Todd and Chad and had a beer together.
Ethan asked me a lot of questions about what he might do if he worked here. I took him aside to talk to him. “Do you want to make minimum wage and tips, or do you want to make some serious money?” I asked him, as we talked privately at a table.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind making as much money as I could, but what do you mean serious money, and what would I have to do to make that?” he asked curiously.
“Obviously, this is a bar, Ethan. You can work in the kitchen and help cook meals. We have an outstanding chef, the one that made the appetizers on the tables you’ve been eying. We also have waiters that wait tables. We have bartenders that tend bar, like Devin over there that brought you your beer. Sandy over there works the sound and light system from the DJ booth. Most of the dancing on the dance floor and the light shows are on the weekends, but we have a ladies’ night only on Wednesday nights, where we have male dancers. Those are the guys that make the big bucks. You’d have to strip for them, not all the way, mind you, but down to a skimpy thong, that would conceal your junk and all, but they’d tip you big dollars to get them turned on. Now you might get felt up a little. As long as you didn’t mind that, you could make $200 to $300 per night. There would probably be two to three nights a week we’d have dancers, but the other nights are just music and regular crowds,” I informed him.
“I guess wearing a thong wouldn’t be too much different than wearing a Speedo like I did half my life, swimming like we do. If I could make that much money, it might not be too bad. Do you think I have the talent to do something like that?” Ethan asked me.
“Ethan, you have the looks to win the hearts of men and women. There’s no doubt about that,” I assured him.
“What do you mean, men and women?” he asked confused. I gulped, before speaking.
“Well, this is technically a gay bar,” I said making him cringe. “But we have a ladies’ night only and a couples night also, so it’s really mixed company for the most part. Plus, we have one of the best chefs in town, so our dinner and lunch crowd is gong to be strong. Overall, the gay influence will only be on certain nights. Just thought I’d warn you ahead of time, because I know how gay things kind of bother you,” I explained. He still looked disturbed. “I promise you though, no one will make a move on you that you don’t want to happen. I can protect you from anything like that. You can, like I said, make some serious money however, if you chose to do that. Or, you can work the lunch crowd, waiting tables for all the straight and gay people here for lunch or dinner too. It’s up to you. Or, you can work in the bookstore for minimum wage if they have an opening,” I explained.
“Why would you cater to gay people of all people, Josh? This is your place. That’s not you, is it?” he asked surprised.
“Ethan, I am gay. All my partners are gay. Andy, Drew, Zach, Jack and several of the others on our team are gay, but we’re all decent guys and would never infringe on anyone that wasn’t of our like mind and sexual preference. I value your friendship and would treasure it. I would look out for you, and protect you as my straight friend. You’ll never be bothered by any gay person, as long as I’m around, unless you so choose to,” I explained.
“Oh, Josh. Talk about dropping a bomb on me. Wow. I don’t know. I’ll have to think about this one. Jack, I figured he was gay. That little cocksucker, oh sorry, didn’t mean to offend you, as I don’t think of you that way at all, but he put a move on me already at tryouts. I don’t like him, Josh,” Ethan explained.
“Ethan, I saw that, and warned Jack, within an inch of his life, if he put a hand on you again, or harassed you in any way, I would literally kill him, throw him off the team and could possibly get him thrown out of school. He’s been warned. I would do that to anyone that harassed you in any way, shape or form. You are my personal straight friend, and I respect you and our friendship, and will keep it totally professional at all times. Anyway, I wanted to let you know. I’m going to tell the others on Monday at practice I’m gay. I don’t hide it. I am who I am. That hot looking guy over there is on the gymnastics team. He’s my boyfriend, Jake. You couldn’t find a better man on the face of the earth than Jake. He’s my soulmate, and I love him. I can’t help it, Ethan. I am who I am, and I can’t fight it or suppress it. Some of the best people on the face of the earth are my gay friends, most of which you’d never know are gay. I know this is a lot to throw at you at one time, but before you made up your mind you want to work here, you needed to know what this place is and what we’re all about. It’s not for everyone, but my partners in the business, and the guys that work for us, are first class guys all the way. They make great friends, and will have your back for life, if you let them be your friends. That’s all I can tell you. Oh, and I’d appreciate you not saying anything to the others about my sexuality until I tell them on Monday.”
“Thanks, Josh, for your honesty and all, but most of all, for your friendship and guidance. I really look up to you. You’re a talented athlete and look like you’re extremely talented in business from what I’ve seen, and you’re so young. You, obviously, didn’t get to where you are screwing around, so you take things seriously. I wouldn’t mind learning things from you, as long as I didn’t have to give up my masculinity to get there,” he stated. “Oh, and your explanation to the other guys is all yours. It’s not for me to say anything.”
“I would never ask you to compromise your sexual desires or beliefs, Ethan. That would never happen. See Sandy over there. He’s as straight as an arrow, but he loves all my guys. He said he’s never had so much fun in all his life as working here with our guys. You can ask him anything you like, and he’ll tell it to you straight. Now he’s kind of a character, so he gives us shit, as much as he gets, which only makes my guys torment him more, but it’s all in fun. Talk to him if you want to know if a straight guy gets along with this group. He’ll tell it to you straight,” I advised him. Ethan smiled.
“Thanks, Josh. You’ve given me a lot to think about. For the most part, I guess it’d be okay,” he said, with an air of uncertainty.
“Here’s another offer. If you go to work for us, and you decide you don’t like it, I’ll help you find another job somewhere. Does that work for you?” I asked. That seemed to please him. “What’s your major, anyway?” I asked.
“Business and pre-law, Josh. That’s what I’d like to study,” Ethan relied.
“Super. We have an attorney on our team here in town. He’ll need a gopher, someone to file, answer phones, set up appointments and all that stuff. I could get you an internship with him, probably not the first year, but in the years to come. We have tremendous resources at our fingertips. Oh, and we’ll soon start construction on a new private dormitory. We’ll need a lot of help with that. Maybe you and some of our swim team guys can live there when we get it done, rent free and help man the management desks there. I also have an aviation charter company. We’re also in the process of upgrading a ranch near the city to handle 10,000 cattle. We have a guy that recently graduated from Iowa State, to run that facility for us. If you’re interested in ranching, there’s an opportunity there. Whoever we select to work with us, in a meaningful way, will definitely have a career path with us when they graduate, and we’re expanding faster than we can find good people, so if you’re on the ground floor with us, you could be independently wealthy before your 30th birthday or even sooner,” I explained.
“Damn, you do a hell of a recruitment speech. I’m all excited, and I don’t even know what for. Good grief, I had no idea you’d be capable of all those things. I feel like I’m in the presence of a celebrity or something. It’s a wonder someone like you would even talk to someone like me, but you’ve been so helpful and so nice to me,” Ethan said sincerely.
“If you are a friend, Ethan, I will stop at nothing to help you,” I promised. He was all smiles.
“I’d be a fool to say I’m not in, Josh. I trust you implicitly. Maybe I could start off with the lunch crowd, depending on my class schedule and, possibly, dinner crowd, then disappear when all the action starts. What about the frat though? You said you might be able to pull some strings there if I wanted to join the athletic fraternity,” he mentioned.
“Ah yes. I did, didn’t I. What I was thinking is that I could become your big brother and you could work here in the evenings, under my supervision, as your study time with your big brother. It’s a stretch, but let me talk to the president about it. First, I have to get you in and qualified. Then I have to get the study time approved. The president loves me, so I think he’ll work with me,” I explained.
“This fraternity isn’t all gay guys is it?” he asked, somewhat concerned.
“No, Heaven’s no. Now I’d be lying to you if I told you there weren’t some gay guys in the frat, because I was one of them, although no one knew it at the time until the end of the year. Jack is in the frat, but there are a few others that are much classier than Jack that you’d love. The president is straight as an arrow, but he had a gay brother that committed suicide, unfortunately, and he’s felt guilty about his brother’s death, thinking he could have done more to have helped him, possibly saving his life. We pretty much bonded, when I stood up for another guy that was being harassed by others and was possibly not going to make it to a regular member from a pledge, because he was gay. I stood up to the president then, who was my big brother, Tuck, and told him I was gay and I’d quit and defriend him, if he didn’t accept Brady into the fraternity because he was gay. Well, that started a shit storm for a few hours, but I won and our new president now, supported me at the time, and praised me for my courage, wishing someone had done that for his brother. I told you about Tuck, my big brother, and the brotherly love we have for one another. He’d do anything for me and me for him, yet we both respect one another’s sexuality. Oh, and Brady’s living with us now also, and is a star on the tennis team,” I explained.
“Wow, you were a hero, Josh, standing up for your friend and for what was right and just. That’s amazing. Okay, all I can do is trust you to steer me in the right direction. I do trust you, and feel proud you’d think of me as a friend. I’ll put my future in your hands, and we’ll see where it goes. Thank you for spending this much time with me and explaining everything the way you did. Not many guys out there would have done that for me. I haven’t always had the easiest life, and what you’re describing to me sounds fantastic, opportunity wise. I like it, and I trust you. I have a much better perspective now on the gay culture than I did coming in here tonight. Other than your sexual preferences, we’re all pretty much the same. Well, except for Jack that is,” he said making a face.
“Ethan, there are assholes in the straight and gay communities. Assholes are assholes, no matter it they are straight or gay. We all have to deal with them regardless,” I explained to a sympathetic face.
What else can I say, Josh? You offered me a deal I can’t hardly refuse,” he replied.
“You can say you’ll come to work for us and join our team,” I told him. He reached out and shook my hand. “Can you tend bar?” I asked at the end.
“I can draw beer good enough,” he said, looking at Devin drawing some beer.
“Well, we can put a bar top between you and the customers, and keep you even safer that way, if you wouldn’t mind barkeeping,” I chided. He smiled, thinking that might not be a bad idea. It sounded kind of appealing. I took him over to Devin and introduced him.
“Teach this boy how to tend bar. He may be your new assistant, Devin. And, Ethan, you couldn’t work with a classier guy,” I said, patting Devin on the back. Ethan shook my hand again. Devin took him under his wing.
I re-joined the rest of my team members. “What were you and Ethan talking about, Josh? You guys spent a lot of time together,” Aiden noticed.
“Ethan needs to work while going to school, so we were trying to work something out for him to work here and make some money while to help out. I think he might make a good bartender.
“Wow, this would be a great place to work, really. Let us know if you need any additional help,” Aiden offered.
“Yeh, Phil and I could help you guys out if you need it,” Holly mentioned.
“We definitely need people, so let me know if you’re interested, once we’re open and you guys get to see what all goes on here,” I explained, not wanting to have the same conversation again I just had with Ethan. They all seemed quasi interested.
I happened to look up and see Conner coming through the front door with a very attractive man beside him. Conner was dressed in a nice polo shirt and shorts this time. He looked rather hot, his pecs straining the fabric of his polo shirt. This was the first time I had not seen him without a uniform or suit, and without a bullet proof vest, which always made his chest manly, but he did that well enough on his own without any vest. His lightly haired legs and shapely calves, were a turn-on for me also. I had to say, my officer Williams looked rather hot in or out of a uniform or suit. I took the other guy to be his boyfriend, Neal. Neal was a little taller, his hair a little longer than the military crewcut Conner had. He was a brunette. His shoulders were not as broad as Conner’s, but he had nice pecs, with nipples straining against his polo shirt also. He had a thinner face than Conner, but with higher cheekbones. I could see darker leg hair with some shapely calves below his shorts. I mentally undressed him, and loved what my mind put together. I guessed the two were around 28 or so in age, a little older than Jordan, maybe, but still very hot in my opinion.
Conner came up and gave me a handshake and a hug. He introduced me to Neal, who shook my hand. I introduced the two to Jake, who joined us. Conner looked the place over, as if he was in surveillance mode. I kind of smiled.
“Has our mystery man show up yet?” he asked.
Jake and I slept in the next morning. It was Saturday after all, the Saturday before school officially started on Monday. Zach and Brady looked a little ragged when they finally emerged from the back bedroom, joining us for breakfast in their briefs. They were a beautiful sight together. Made my dick hard, just looking at the two and remembering how hot their asses felt the night before. I could tell Dustin, Chase and Steven had a tough night also. I reminded them they had their dicks and asses for life, and didn’t have to try to use them up all in one night. I got a kiss from Chase for that remark.
Allen and OBB looked chipper, having had a quiet night, knowing how to pace themselves. Allen told me he had the website all prepared for the grand opening. I just had to give him some dates and he’d blast social media with the announcement. We decided on the following weekend, since we, virtually, had everything in place. We did need dancers, but we could get by without them for the first week or so. Besides, we always had Sandy if we needed him. Then I remembered someone telling me that Stan and Gentry were transferring to Uni. I knew I could count on them. I figured they should be here sometime this weekend. Surely, they would stop by or call. Allen said not to worry as he had ads out for dancers. He was sure we’d have some candidates by the first of the week.
“Brady, you look too fucking hot. You’re going to have to play with OBB and me sometime. Hell both of you need to,” Allen told Brady, as he rubbed his brief clad junk up against Brady’s leg in the kitchen.
“Why, Allen. I think that would be kind of nice. You two are kind of smoking yourselves,” Brady replied.
“Josh, I like Brady. Can we keep him?” Allen pleaded.
“I’d sure like to, but it’s up to him. He has a pretty hot roommate from what he tells me,” I replied.
“Seriously? He’s got a great body, but he’s straight and homophobic. Do you really think that’s going anywhere, plus the only guys I ever cared about are right here,” Brady replied. We chuckled. “I would love to see his junk one time at least.”
“I think we ought to keep him. You like him, don’t you Zach?” Allen asked.
“Oh, much more than like him,” Zach said dreamily.
“I know Jake and Josh love him, so we need to adopt him and quit thinking about it. There is one requirement, however,” Allen mentioned. Brady looked confused. “You have to have sex with me, OBB and Dustin, since all of us live here. Chase and Steven don’t count, but you can still do them too if you want to. Hell, OBB and I have. Steven’s got a nice little tight ass on him. The fucker can cum big time also. Not a bad piece of boy ass,” Allen explained.
“I’m sure I could meet all the requirements, but are you sure you have room for another one. I don’t want to intrude, even though living here with you guys would be like a dream come true,” Brady responded. We all gave him a hug and kiss.
“We need to rescue you from the homophobe. No use spending the entire school year living with a guy like that,” I told him. He seemed extremely grateful. “We’ll run over and get your things this afternoon. I’ll get hold of Edgar on Monday and have him get your money back from housing, since you’ll be staying here. Edgar can make that happen,” I told him. Brady had tears in his eyes as he came and hugged me, then kissed me. He did the same to Jake, Allen, OBB and especially, Zach who wanted to melt in his arms.
“I don’t know about this, Josh. The sexual heat between the guys now living here may cause us to fuck ourselves to death. We won’t be able to control ourselves, I fear,” Jake teased. We all had to laugh, but there was some truth to that.
Trevor and Andy showed up for coffee and breakfast. Trevor stripped down to his undies, not wanting to look any different from anyone else. Andy followed suit with Trevor. “Gotta let the willie get some air, and maybe a little attention from all the hotness around here these days,” Trevor remarked.
“You don’t have Sandy to flaunt your ass with,” I reminded him.
“There’s always your dick to get it’s attention,” Trevor teased. I shook my head smiling.
“Hey, Brady and Zach drained my balls something fierce last night. I don’t have anything left,” I assured him.
“I can always get something out of another guy’s balls, Josh. Trust me on that one,” Trevor said smiling. I had to believe he was right. “Brady, we’re going to have to get to know you better. You’re too fucking hot not to. If you’re going to hang around with us, we need to get to know you better,” Trevor told him. Brady smiled.
“Are you talking about socially, or in the Biblical sense?” Brady asked.
“Both, of course,” Trevor replied quickly. Brady smiled at him, then came over and started rubbing Trevor’s shoulders, then gyrating his groin up against Trevor’s leg. Trevor got a boner with this intimate attention. “Oh, I like this guy, Josh. Can we keep him?”
“Allen just asked that question also, Trev. I think everyone pretty much loves the guy. You just can’t help it. Yes, we’re going to keep him. We pretty much decided that before you got here, thinking you and Andy would be more than happy with that decision,” I replied. Trevor and Andy said ‘amen’ to that.
“I think there’s someone else we need to meet and get to know,” Trevor brought up. We looked at him somewhat confused as to who he was talking about.
“Who’s that?” Jake asked, curiously.
“I think we need to meet this Heinrich friend of Fritz’s. There has to be something pretty hot about him. I’d like to know what this mysterious guy is all about. Unlike Trent, I hope Fritz brings him to the get-together tonight. I really want to meet this guy,” Trevor said, somewhat excited about the prospect of meeting the person Trent didn’t want us to meet. “And, Fritz. What’s his story? That guy is hot in his undies. We need to tap that also. Don’t’ want to create any waves though, as we need him desperately to get this restaurant trade going here, but someday, we have to get him naked with us to play. That uncut cock of his intrigues me to no end,” Trevor added.
“Gees, Trev, didn’t Andy give you any ass last night? You seem horny today for some reason,” Jake told him. Andy just smiled.
“I’m always horny, in case you couldn’t tell,” Trevor told us.
“Gees, we never would have known. Thanks for telling us,” I chided.
We all headed downstairs to see what we wanted to do for our small get-together this evening. The door was open, so various people came and went. Todd and Chad showed up to see if there was anything we needed. They mostly sat around and talked. Devin stopped by. He said Sandy was still in bed with some Chic he picked up the night before, but he might be by later. Devin said he’d tend bar for us tonight for anyone that wanted mixed drinks and also draw beer. We thought that might give him some practice. I asked him if he was going to do it in his underwear. He said he’d serve naked if that’s what I wanted him to do. I gave him a kiss for that one, which he seemed to appreciate. Devin and I were hooking up kegs in the center room of the bar when Drey and Jim stopped by to see if there was anything else we needed before we opened. They walked around the premises, and were impressed with how everything came out.
“You have everything you need?” Drey asked me.
“I think we’re in excellent shape. By the way, we’re having a get-together this evening starting at 7:00, for all those that helped put this together. We’ll have a formal open house the end of next week, but if you and Jim are free tonight, you might as well stop by and have a beer or two with us,” I offered.
“Sounds great. I don’t think we’re doing anything. We’ll probably take you up on your offer,” Drey replied, seeming happy to be invited. “By the way, thanks again for what you and Jake did for Jim and I the other night. I think it helped a lot. I didn’t realize how selfish I was being, considering the feelings Jim had for me. I had no idea they were that deep. If I put myself in Jim’s shoes, I was being a total dick. If Jim wasn’t who he was, and was more like me, probably none of this would have happened, because we wouldn’t have deep feelings for one another. I loved him as my friend. I didn’t realize he loved me more intimately. That went right over my head, Josh. I had no way of knowing, and I don’t know if he would have told me had you guys not intervened and helped out. I guess I owe you a debt of gratitude for saving my friendship with Jim,” Drey confessed.
“So how are you handling it, Drey? Sometimes that’s a lot to put on a good friend’s shoulders, caring so much for a close friend, but realizing he needs more than you might be able to provide,” I asked.
“We’re getting through it. It’s been a little different. I’ve had to expand my comfort boundaries somewhat, but it hasn’t hurt me any, so what the hell. It seems to make Jim happy. A happy Jim is a happy me,” Drey replied. I gave him a bro hug.
“If you need any further help, let us know, but I think you guys have made fantastic progress. You made the most sacrifices so far, but I hope you’re able to continue to work through it all. Jim seems very happy these days,” I assured Drey, making him smile.
“I’m glad. I really do care about him, Josh, but I think you know that. So what if my man card gets a little iffy from time to time. No one will know it but Jim and me, and what happens between us, stays between us, so no harm, no foul. I’ve got my buddy back, which is what’s important to me,” Drey said proudly. I patted him on the back. Jim was on the other side of the room talking to Jake so he didn’t hear our conversation. I thought Drey was being honest with me, which was a good feeling.
Drey and Jim soon took off, telling us they’d see us tonight. Of all things, Officer Conner Williams walked in the door. He saw me and came over.
“Hey, Josh, the place looks fantastic. Are you guys open yet?” he asked, as he looked the place over.
“End of next week Conner. Is it okay if I call you Conner and not Officer Williams?” I asked. He gave me a quick hug.
“Absolutely. I’m Conner today and most days for you. So, how’s the crew. You guys all still together?” he asked.
“Yep, pretty much. We lost Erin though, Conner,” I told him, which created a concerned look. “It’s not a bad thing. He’s in Ft. Lauderdale running a club for us with another guy down there. He’s doing a great job for us. He’s going to school there and is captain of their swim team. He’s in love with our guy down there, so they’re both happy,” I told him, making him smile.
“Man, that’s fantastic. I might go down there for a little R&R next year, so I’ll have to look him up,” Conner replied. “I could tell he was a great guy from the time I had to arrest him. Damn shame, but it all worked out okay. You did a phenomenal job with him, by the way. He owes you his life, Josh. Now he’s doing extremely well because of you also. How many bars are you guys operating now?” Conner asked. I told him about our official holdings and our plans. He couldn’t get over it. “I need to work for you, Josh. Damn, you’re taking off. Look how young you are also. I knew you were a winner the first time I talked to you and saw your concern for your friend. I had a special feeling about you for some reason. I’m usually a pretty good judge of character, and I pegged you right,” Conner said proudly.
“You’re making me blush, Conner,” I told him. “You need to come around more often. We’d like to get to know you better,” I told him.
“Might be dangerous for you, Josh. You’re too cute. I might not be able to control myself, but I will stop by and have a beer with you from time to time,” he told me.
“Maybe you don’t need to control yourself, Conner. We’re all adults here. We can decide what we want to do or not do. I have to say, you’re pretty hot yourself. Can’t say I haven’t thought about you some,” I said, then winked at him.
“There you go, flirting with me already. I guess it’s the uniform that does it,” Conner suggested.
“No, it’s that kind face, that sympathetic soul and big heart of yours that does it, Conner,” I told him. “And that bulge in your pants and hot looks doesn’t hurt matters,” I added, smiling.
“Josh, you’re too much. I may have to stop by more often if you keep saying things like that. Damn, boy, you get my juices flowing again, and it takes a lot to get those going these days,” Conner admitted. I smiled at him. “Hey, did anything else ever come of that investigation we still have open on that Trent friend of yours?” he asked.
“No, I was hoping you had some leads on that. We haven’t heard a thing and Trent sure doesn’t talk about it,” I informed him.
“About that, Josh. We just hit dead end after dead end. I wanted to solve this in the worst way, because of how much I think of you and he’s a friend of yours, but I don’t think Trent is being upfront with us on everything. I know it’s a gut feeling, but usually my gut feelings are spot on. I just think he’s not telling us everything he knows. I could sense that when we interviewed him,” Conner confided in me. I shook my head.
“I kind of sense the same thing, more lately than at the time. There is another person he has no use for, that, coincidentally, may show up at a little reception we’re having tonight for some of the guys that helped put the bar together, and I invited my new swim team members. We hired a cook recently that Trent recommended, a German stud, named Fritz. Anyway, Trent really likes him but says Fritz has a friend he can’t stand, but he won’t tell us why, other than the fact he says, this friend of Fritz, also a German, named Heinrich, tried to get a friend of his in trouble one time. Trent won’t tell us the friend’s name or what kind of trouble he was in. Do any of those names mean anything to you?” I asked curiously, hoping he might know something.
“Not off the top of my head. You have no idea what the trouble was, or if it involved the police in a possible investigation?” Conner asked.
“I have no idea. All I know is Trent gets very defensive and shuts up it when we bring it up. I can’t imagine what it could possibly be. Fritz seems to be fantastic so far. But then Trent said he’s a great guy, but says his boyfriend, Heinrich, who they call Heinie of all things, is a total dick and Trent can’t stand him. But, he won’t say why. We think Heinrich is coming tonight with Fritz, so we’ll get to meet him and see if there is anything we can ascertain from our conversation with him. I don’t suppose you’d like to join us this evening for a few beers and possibly talk to Heinie?” I suggested.
“Might not be a bad idea. Plus, I’d like hanging out with you guys anyway. I could swing by and stay for a while, if my presence wouldn’t put a damper on your party,” Conner told me.
“Not as far as we’re concerned, Conner. We’d love to have you, if nothing else just to enjoy your company. You’re welcome to bring a guest with you if you’d like. Are you seeing anyone?” I asked curiously.
“Wow, you should be the detective, as many questions as you ask. Why do you need to know?” he asked, chiding.
“I just wanted to determine if we had some possible competition or not. That’s why,” I teased.
“You really are a charmer, Josh. I have to give you credit for that. I am seeing someone. It’s not real serious, well, maybe getting there. We both work for the force. We kind of have different hours, but we get together fairly regularly. I wouldn’t call us a ‘couple’ or anything, but the sex is pretty hot, in case that was your next question, which I believe it would have been,” he said, smiling. I smiled in agreement.
“Top or bottom?” I asked.
“Okay, questioning is over. I ask the questions from here on out. Getting a little personal there. But I think the answer you’re looking for is ‘versatile’. I like it all, Josh,” Conner confessed. I hugged him, as I chuckled. “Damn, that felt good,” Conner commented on my hug.
“I can make it feel even better,” I promised.
“You are flirting with me. What a little flirt you are, Josh. Okay, I think Neal is off tonight. We can probably swing over for a couple of beers and see if this Fritz and Heinrich characters bring anything to mind. In the meantime, I’ll look at our data base and see if those names pop up anywhere. Just don’t steal my boyfriend tonight, would you,” he asked. I smiled.
“All is fair in love and war,” I reminded him.
“Yeh, well, you have some more interesting assets to lure him in with. Not quite a level playing field,” Conner commented.
“I’m not so sure about that, Conner. I haven’t really checked out your assets yet, but maybe I’ll have the chance someday,” I chided. Conner rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Josh, you are something else, but I like it. Until tonight, buddy,” he said, gave me another quick hug, and headed for the door. I hadn’t noticed, but Thad and Trent had arrived and were talking to Todd close to the door. Conner stopped to say hi to Thad and Trent. Todd seemed to know him and shook his hand. Trent looked apprehensive, talking to Conner. Everything was ‘yes, sir’, or ‘no, sir’. I wasn’t sure what that was all about.
Trent made his way over to me right after Conner left. “Josh, what was he doing here?” Trent asked, concerned.
“He just stopped by to say hi, and see if we were ready to open. Why?” I asked.
“Was that all he wanted?” Trent asked, still concerned.
“He asked about Erin. I told him he was doing great, but in Ft. Lauderdale. He also asked if we got any additional information, or you thought of anything more about the guy that beat you. I told him there was nothing new. There isn’t is there?” I asked Trent, making him uncomfortable.
“No, there’s nothing new. I told them everything I know. Why don’t people believe me?” he asked.
“It’s not that we don’t’ believe you, Trent. We’re just wondering if you could think of anything new that might help. You do want to catch this guy and punish him, don’t you?” I asked curiously.
“Yes, hell, yes. I do want him caught. I don’t know why they can’t find him. He can’t be that hard to find. I told the police where he worked and all, but yet that company says they’ve never heard of him. That’s crazy. Surely there’s some record of him somewhere,” Trent said.
“Maybe it was a different company?” I asked.
“Didn’t they say they checked out more than one?” Trent asked me.
“Yes, but maybe it was a different company altogether. He may have lied to you about where he worked. You never know. Guys who come close to killing the ones they supposedly love, would lie about anything, I suppose,” I replied. Trent gave me a stern look, as if he resented me saying that. He didn’t say anything.
“He asked me if I could think of anything else. I told him no. Then he said, I should think hard, because he wanted to catch him and punish him for what he did to me. He said he was sorry he couldn’t find the guy, but if he had more information, maybe he could. I told him I gave him everything I could think of, and there’s nothing more to tell. I’m not sure he believed me, Josh. Can you believe that? I did tell him everything,” Trent swore. I patted him on the shoulder.
“We’ll find him eventually, Trent. Not to worry. Conner is one of the best police detectives out there. He won’t stop until he finds the creep,” I assured Trent.
“You two seem awfully chummy, with a hug and all. What’s that all about?” Trent asked me.
“We got to know him well during Erin’s problem. He was a great help to us then, and remains a good friend. He’s sympathetic to the cause, because he’s gay also. He understands us, Trent. He’s one of us,” I assured him. “He can’t stand the fact someone like us would do what they did to you, especially since they supposedly cared about you,” I added.
“He just couldn’t stand the fact I was breaking up with him. I never pictured him as the violent type, but I guess we all have our breaking points,” Trent replied. “Glad the detective is a friend, but I really don’t know what else he can do for me anymore. I’m sure that guy is long gone by now,” Trent suggested. I wasn’t so sure about him being long gone, but didn’t say anything.
Thad wandered by later, then looked around to see if he could tell where Trent was. Trent was nowhere to be seen. “Hey, I had a little talk with our boy last night,” he started to say when I interrupted him.
“Our boy? Your boy, you mean,” I corrected him.
“Well, we’re all concerned about the situation. Not sure how much longer I’m going to be sleeping with him, if he doesn’t come clean on what’s going on. He accused all of us of making a federal case out of nothing,” Thad told me, shaking his head.
“He’s the one that’s being secretive about everything at the moment. How complicated could this be?” I asked Thad.
“My point exactly, Josh. When I pressured him about what he wouldn’t tell us, he just broke down and cried and said I didn’t trust him anymore. I told him I was trying to, but he was making it damned difficult being so secretive about something he should be able to share with the ones that cared about him. He kept saying it was no big deal, and he was sorry he ever recommended Fritz to begin with, as he saw our relationship with Fritz going the wrong way,” Thad commented.
“Fritz seems like a great guy, That. His culinary skills will put the restaurant part of our business on the map and make us money. There’s nothing wrong with Fritz at the moment, I can see anyway,” I replied.
“Exactly. I told him if he was concerned about Fritz and this Heinie guy, he needed to give us a solid reason why. Facts are facts. He just kept saying it was no big deal and he was sorry he brought it up in the first place. I told him that wasn’t good enough, and if he loved me, he didn’t need to keep secrets from me. Then he said I never really loved him, but just pitied him. That kind of pissed me off, but I got to thinking about it, and maybe he’s right. I didn’t tell him that at the time, just told him I loved him and was trying to figure out why I did, with him being so secretive, and untrusting. He kept telling me to forget we ever talked about anything that had to do with Fritz or Heinie. I told him that was pretty damned difficult, now that he made such an issue out of it, and had us all worried as to what was going to happen. That just made him cry more. I can’t talk to him, Josh. He’s crazy. Something is terribly wrong and he’s not talking. It definitely has something to do with Heinrich somehow. Maybe if he shows up tonight with Fritz, we can learn something. Trent will go batshit if I try to talk to the guy, so you’re going to have to do that for us,” Thad suggested. I agreed, that was the best way to handle it, or Jake, or even Trevor, since Trevor was thick with Fritz, as long as he didn’t try to bed this Heinie guy. Thad laughed at the idea of Trevor trying something with Heinie. I wasn’t so sure.
Thad and I heard some loud voices as they came through the door. It was Stan and Gentry. “Guys, we’re home. Are you glad to see us?” they yelled coming through the door. We all grabbed and hugged the two, all of us that knew them anyway. Jake and I got kissed passionately by the two, as did Allen, OBB, Andy and Trevor. The one and only time they met Thad, they thought he was straight, so he just got a bro hug. They didn’t know Trent, but bumped fists with him anyway.
“We just got in and got our apartment a couple hours ago and then headed into work. We start tonight already?” Stan asked. I had to laugh.
“Man are you two a sight for sore eyes. We open next weekend, but we’re partying tonight, and you guys are welcome,” I said excitedly.
“Party, hardy,” Gentry yelled. “Can we get naked at the party? Is it a private party?”
“It’s private, but you don’t need go get naked,” I told them. They just blew me off.
“We have to break in that beautiful new stage of yours, Josh. I mean, we need to break it in right. We can do a live sex show on it to initiate it. Yeh, that’s what we can do,” Stan said loudly. “Damn, if this isn’t nicer than the CNB, guys. You really outdid yourselves on this one. Look at that fancy bar. Got a 360 degree bar that seats tons of people. Josh, can we dance on the bar? Shit, we’re going to like it here. Hope the patrons pay big bucks to see boy dick here. Gotta make some money this year as we upgraded our living quarters. No more slumming it after what we made last year. Gotta up our game a little, maybe show off more skin?” he hinted, looking over at me. I shook my head.
“Same rules apply here as does in the City, so watch yourselves. Don’t need anything hanging out that shouldn’t be hanging out,” I warned them. They both smiled at me, like they were ignoring what I just said. They both jumped up on the stage.
“Damn, this is nice, Josh. We have all kinds of room up here to get nasty. Gees, Gent, we can have some fun time on this stage. I here the boys are hotter here than they were at State. That true, Josh?” Stan asked.
“Not sure. I’ll let you guys be the judge of that, as I’ve never been to State. But if you two are any indication of what’s on the State campus, I’d say the guys are hotter there, as you guys sizzle,” I teased. They both jumped off the stage and kissed me passionately.
“Fuck, wish I knew you guys like Josh does,” Thad mentioned, getting him kissed with tongue also, taking his breath away.
“We need to get to know you, and now we will,” Gentry promised. “Wait, weren’t you straight at Eric’s bachelor party?” Gentry asked Thad.
“Well, that’s all changed now. Couldn’t hold out any longer. Guess it just took me a while to figure it all out,” Thad said, trying to catch his breath.
“Damn, boy, it’s about time you came over to the fun side. Who’s this lovely creature?” Stan asked looking at Trent. Trent introduced himself. Stan grabbed Trent and stuck his tongue halfway down Trent’s throat.
“Fuck, you guys are awesome,” Trent said, trying to recover.
“You got some hot guys hanging out here,” Stan exclaimed. Who’s this?” he asked looking at Devin.
“Devin, our electrician and bartender also,” I said, introducing Devin.
“Fuck, he’s hot,” Stan said, as he grabbed Devin and kissed him passionately, sticking his hands down his shorts and feeling his hard, bare ass cheeks. Devin popped a boner in seconds. “I like what you have there also,” Stan said as he moved his hand around to the front of Devin’s shorts to feel his bare hard penis. “Fuck, did I do that to you?” he asked teasingly. Devin nodded his head, not sure what to say, or knowing what was going to happen next. Stan kissed him passionately one more time. “Damn, I love the way you kiss. We will definitely play sometime. Fuck, Josh, you and Jake have collected a harem of hot guys here. Glad we moved to Uni. Fuck State and their homophobic guys. This place rocks.”
“Are you guys through molesting all my friends?” I asked them. They gave me a shit-eating grin.
“Sorry, but they were too hot to pass up,” Gentry confessed. I rolled my eyes.
“I think you guys got hornier over the summer. But, I’m glad to see you guys here finally. Yes, this is your new venue, I guess, since you transferred over here. I have to say I’m glad to see you, as we need your help in recruiting and hiring dancers. Oh, and there’s a little bit of a change in our offering here. Wednesday nights are ladies’ nights only. Do you guys think you can titillate the ladies with your hot rods and asses?” I asked. “They tip better than the guys, so I’m told,” I informed the two.
Gentry looked at Stan, then thought about it for a minute. “For the right price I’d grind my junk up against a pair of titties and have fun doing it,” Gentry replied. Stan agreed.
“Good then. This will work. Go check the place out and see what you think,” I told them. They said a few more hellos, graciously, this time, then headed to the dressing room to check that out. The next thing I knew they were on stage in just thongs. I swear their bodies were tan all over and their bulges were bigger.
“How does this look from down there?” Stan asked, bending over and giving me a full spread ass view, with ass crack hair sticking out behind the thin strap running up his ass crack holding his balls and cock in his thong.
“Lovely. You’re making me hard. Looks Heavenly from where I’m standing,” I assured him. They practiced dancing around a little more on the stage. They were born to perform with each other, their bodies glistening with sweat and oozing manly sexuality. Poor Devin still had a boner watching them. I think we all did.
“We need some smaller thongs, Josh. These cover up too much. We need certain parts to stick out more,” Stan urged.
“Let’s keep it legal, guys. Those look sizzling hot from where we’re standing. Go put some clothes on before you end up fucking one another up there. Please,” I urged. They both laughed at me, then ground their junk together, getting boners and letting the heads of their penises protrude from the tops of their thongs. “That’s so bad, guys. You’re killing me,” I told them, as we watched their hot routine with one another. They finally acted like they had orgasms, then bowed hand in hand to our little audience watching them, then headed back into the dressing room.
“Those are our dancers?” Trent asked.
“Afraid so. That’s Stan and Gentry, our headliners at our bar in the City. They’re characters. You have to watch them,” I warned.
“If I watch them too close, I think I’ll cum in my shorts,” Trent confessed. “Shit, they’re hot.” I couldn’t argue with him on that point.
Before I knew it, they were upstairs in the apartment, checking that out. “Damn, Josh, this apartment is way different than the dive you have in the City. Wow, talk about from rags to riches. This one rocks, dude,” Stan said, marveling at our new digs.
“Yeh, well we have to live here, so we made it kind of nice. You should see the shower.” I took them in to see the shower and turned it on. They were blown away as usual.
“Fuck, we’re showering with you tonight, dude. You and Jake and whoever else wants to join us and have some fucking fun. We need some fresh dick attention. We’ve been taking care of each other half the summer and we need some strange in our asses,” Gentry informed us.
“I hope you guys played safe when you got ‘strange’,” I told them.
“We always do, Josh. The only ones we don’t do that with are you guys. We know we can trust you guys. We love you too much to endanger anyone, and we definitely love your dicks and asses. Need more attention from you and Jake though. We only got a little last year. Now Allen and OBB, they like to fuck like rabbits, but you and Jake are very sensual. Where’s Erin, by the way?” Stan asked. I had to explain to them about the additional clubs and where Erin was. They made me promise to let them perform at the Tight Jock during Spring Break, so they could go to the nude beach during the day to tan all over, then perform at the club at night. They really got excited about the idea of doing that.
They told me about the apartment they got near the university. It was a fairly new apartment building, close to Trevor and Andy’s apartment, from the sound of it. I told them that was much better than the dorm, although they said they would have had more male ass to chose from living in the dorm. I had to laugh, but assured them, they’d find plenty here to play with when they performed. They could take them home if they wanted to. That made them happy. Then they were off to the bookstore to pick up supplies for their classes, but promised to return this evening to join the fun. I told them they had to behave while my swim team was here, but could let their hair down after my team left. They promised they could behave. I got sensuous kisses again from both of them, making me want to melt, as their hands went down my shorts and grabbed my bare cock and balls, then teased my asshole.
“Fuck you guys can give a guy a boner so fast,” I uttered, trying to come up for air from their sensuous kisses. They laughed, slapped me on my ass, and took off. I felt relieved in a sense.
I thought we were going to have to resuscitate Devin when I got back to him. He was still in minor shock at what he saw and experienced. “This bar is going to be a winner with dancers like that, Josh. I think I almost creamed my shorts. Those guys were pure sex all over. Wow. Can’t wait to see the shows they put on,” Devin exclaimed. I had to agree with him on that.
The next two characters through the door were Ashton, along with his big dicked friend, Chuck, of all people. He gave us all hugs, but kissed Andy rather passionately, kind of pissing Trevor off a little. I wasn’t so sure Andy was that impressed either. Trevor got a hug from him though. Chuck just fist bumped everyone. “Got what you need. I have six in this box, but if you need more, let me know and I’ll get them made,” he said, referring to the penis soap dispensers. He had to take one out and show it to everyone. I thought Todd and Chad were gong to split a gut. Todd said he definitely wanted one for his home. I told him we could use one upstairs in the bathroom of the apartment. Ashton said he’d get a couple more made. He said his friends that helped him with them in the art department couldn’t wait to see them installed in the bar bathroom.
“So, is Chuck going to school here this semester and you guys rooming together?” Trevor asked.
“Yeh, we have a small apartment. I’m in school, but Chuck is working. He still likes pussy of all things, but we’re rooming together. I’m paying most of the rent, but then he makes up for it in other areas, if you know what I mean,” Ashton replied. Andy rolled his eyes, knowing exactly what he was talking about.
The two hung around for a little while, mainly watching Todd install the penis pumps in the bathrooms. Then they took off, promising to return this evening for our little party. They said they’d catch up with us on everything then.
After getting everything squared away for the party later on, we decided to go pick up Brady’s things at the dorm. Zach, Brady and I piled in my old Ford Ranger pickup truck to haul his stuff over to the apartment and give his homophobic roomy the full room. Brady opened the door to his dorm room to find his roomy totally naked on the downstroke, driving his big cock into some girl’s cunt, slapping his big balls against her twat. We scared the shit out of him. He came out of her halfway in the middle of an intense orgasm, cum squirting all over her back and flying throughout the room, his cock exploding as he hurled around to see who invaded his privacy. He collapsed on the bed, staring at us in shock.
“Shit roomy. Of all times to walk in on a dude. Fuck,” he said, out of breath, in shock, and not sure what to do next. He never bothered to cover himself up, his cock still oozing out cum, with him not paying a bit of attention to what he was doing. “Hey, guys. Nice to meet you, I guess. Don’t mind me. Just taking care of a little business. You guys horny? I don’t think this bitch got enough of my dick. You might as well take a shot at it. I’m sure she’d like your dicks as much as mine, if you don’t mind sloppy seconds,” he said, with a big grin.
“Sorry, I think we’ll pass. If you want to cover her up, and yourself, we’ll just gather my things and head out for good. These guys have their own apartment and offered me a room. Josh here is my frat brother and this is his friend, Zach. We’ll just be a few minutes, and then you can have the room all to yourself, until they assign you a new roommate,” Brady explained.
“Damn, roomy. I kind of liked you as a roommate. I thought we might fuck some pussy together, you know, maybe do some double penetration stuff. You looked like you might be into some of that kinky stuff,” he said, wide-eyed, like he was almost on something.
“That’s okay. I’m sure you can find a friend that might like something like that. It’s not my scene, but to each his own. We’ll just be a minute,” Brady said, hurriedly gathering his things, as his naked roommate, and the girl he was fucking, looked on. His roommate did cover up his girl’s snatch, but she held her arms over her tits, which seemed to be rather large. I guessed them to be aftermarket models.
“Sure, you don’t want some of this snatch, Brady? Some pretty good stuff,” he said, uncovering her twat for us to view one more time, then covering it up again. “I already lubed it up for you, if you don’t mind my spooze for lube,” he offered. Brady looked at him disgustedly and kept on packing. His cock was still half hard, drooling cum from his piss slit. He never wiped it off. I was tempted to help him with that, but didn’t want that damn pussy juice on my lips. He had an extremely nice cock and was very fit - nice looking guy, actually. He reminded me of Jake’s first roommate, Seth, in more ways than one. They could have been related for that matter.
We took very few armfuls of things to the truck and threw it in the back, then headed out of there as quickly as we could, stopping by the RA’s office to drop off the key. The RA was disappointed to see Brady go, but when he told him what our apartment was like, he asked if we had more room. We just laughed and headed out.
“Okay, anyone have anything to say about what we just witnessed?” I asked Brady and Zach on the way home.
“I’m not sure I can find the words to properly describe it. It’s going to take some time to wipe that out of my mind,” Brady replied. “Thank you guys for rescuing me from what was sure to be a horrible living arrangement for this semester. I couldn’t be more grateful,” he said, then leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, then Zach on the lips. I was driving and didn’t see his lips coming, but Zach did, and took full advantage of his kiss. I chuckled to myself.
We had more help unloading Brady’s things, arriving back at the apartment. He was officially moved in with us now.
We finally got everything in place for our small party. We showered, playing around a little as we did, then changed shorts and shirts to get ready for the party. Fritz showed up an hour early to prepare the appetizers and was working like crazy in the kitchen. No sign of the mysterious Heinrich. Trevor and Andy were in there helping him. Trent kept a wide birth from Fritz, I noticed. Guests started arriving around 7:00, right on schedule. Most of the swim team showed up right at 7:00. I took them on a quick tour, then we sat at the bar where Devin gave them their choice of beer. Some were amazed at the large selection of craft beers we had. Drew and Stu finally showed up and joined us. A little later, Jack showed up with Marty in tow. Marty gave me a bro hug as did Jack.
“Damn, Josh. You outdid yourself on this one. I thought the City bar was great, but this is fantastic. I can see drinking here all the time. I like it,” Jack said, as if he was extremely impressed.
“You going to participate in the amateur wet underwear contest this year, Jack?” I asked.
“Oh, wow. Yeh, that was crazy last year. Hell, yes. Marty and I’ll do it together, won’t we, Marty?” Jack exclaimed.
“Shit might as well shake a little dick at the crowd and win some money. Hell, yes. I’m in,” Marty agreed.
Stan and Gentry arrived again for the second time today. They were almost as boisterous as when they came the first time, but had toned it down a little. Sandy put the DJ booth on autopilot with music in the background, but not blasting. Trevor brought out some appetizers, that looked fantastic and put them on a couple of the bar tables for the guys.
Drew and Jim showed up. They sat down at a table with Todd and Chad and had a beer together.
Ethan asked me a lot of questions about what he might do if he worked here. I took him aside to talk to him. “Do you want to make minimum wage and tips, or do you want to make some serious money?” I asked him, as we talked privately at a table.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind making as much money as I could, but what do you mean serious money, and what would I have to do to make that?” he asked curiously.
“Obviously, this is a bar, Ethan. You can work in the kitchen and help cook meals. We have an outstanding chef, the one that made the appetizers on the tables you’ve been eying. We also have waiters that wait tables. We have bartenders that tend bar, like Devin over there that brought you your beer. Sandy over there works the sound and light system from the DJ booth. Most of the dancing on the dance floor and the light shows are on the weekends, but we have a ladies’ night only on Wednesday nights, where we have male dancers. Those are the guys that make the big bucks. You’d have to strip for them, not all the way, mind you, but down to a skimpy thong, that would conceal your junk and all, but they’d tip you big dollars to get them turned on. Now you might get felt up a little. As long as you didn’t mind that, you could make $200 to $300 per night. There would probably be two to three nights a week we’d have dancers, but the other nights are just music and regular crowds,” I informed him.
“I guess wearing a thong wouldn’t be too much different than wearing a Speedo like I did half my life, swimming like we do. If I could make that much money, it might not be too bad. Do you think I have the talent to do something like that?” Ethan asked me.
“Ethan, you have the looks to win the hearts of men and women. There’s no doubt about that,” I assured him.
“What do you mean, men and women?” he asked confused. I gulped, before speaking.
“Well, this is technically a gay bar,” I said making him cringe. “But we have a ladies’ night only and a couples night also, so it’s really mixed company for the most part. Plus, we have one of the best chefs in town, so our dinner and lunch crowd is gong to be strong. Overall, the gay influence will only be on certain nights. Just thought I’d warn you ahead of time, because I know how gay things kind of bother you,” I explained. He still looked disturbed. “I promise you though, no one will make a move on you that you don’t want to happen. I can protect you from anything like that. You can, like I said, make some serious money however, if you chose to do that. Or, you can work the lunch crowd, waiting tables for all the straight and gay people here for lunch or dinner too. It’s up to you. Or, you can work in the bookstore for minimum wage if they have an opening,” I explained.
“Why would you cater to gay people of all people, Josh? This is your place. That’s not you, is it?” he asked surprised.
“Ethan, I am gay. All my partners are gay. Andy, Drew, Zach, Jack and several of the others on our team are gay, but we’re all decent guys and would never infringe on anyone that wasn’t of our like mind and sexual preference. I value your friendship and would treasure it. I would look out for you, and protect you as my straight friend. You’ll never be bothered by any gay person, as long as I’m around, unless you so choose to,” I explained.
“Oh, Josh. Talk about dropping a bomb on me. Wow. I don’t know. I’ll have to think about this one. Jack, I figured he was gay. That little cocksucker, oh sorry, didn’t mean to offend you, as I don’t think of you that way at all, but he put a move on me already at tryouts. I don’t like him, Josh,” Ethan explained.
“Ethan, I saw that, and warned Jack, within an inch of his life, if he put a hand on you again, or harassed you in any way, I would literally kill him, throw him off the team and could possibly get him thrown out of school. He’s been warned. I would do that to anyone that harassed you in any way, shape or form. You are my personal straight friend, and I respect you and our friendship, and will keep it totally professional at all times. Anyway, I wanted to let you know. I’m going to tell the others on Monday at practice I’m gay. I don’t hide it. I am who I am. That hot looking guy over there is on the gymnastics team. He’s my boyfriend, Jake. You couldn’t find a better man on the face of the earth than Jake. He’s my soulmate, and I love him. I can’t help it, Ethan. I am who I am, and I can’t fight it or suppress it. Some of the best people on the face of the earth are my gay friends, most of which you’d never know are gay. I know this is a lot to throw at you at one time, but before you made up your mind you want to work here, you needed to know what this place is and what we’re all about. It’s not for everyone, but my partners in the business, and the guys that work for us, are first class guys all the way. They make great friends, and will have your back for life, if you let them be your friends. That’s all I can tell you. Oh, and I’d appreciate you not saying anything to the others about my sexuality until I tell them on Monday.”
“Thanks, Josh, for your honesty and all, but most of all, for your friendship and guidance. I really look up to you. You’re a talented athlete and look like you’re extremely talented in business from what I’ve seen, and you’re so young. You, obviously, didn’t get to where you are screwing around, so you take things seriously. I wouldn’t mind learning things from you, as long as I didn’t have to give up my masculinity to get there,” he stated. “Oh, and your explanation to the other guys is all yours. It’s not for me to say anything.”
“I would never ask you to compromise your sexual desires or beliefs, Ethan. That would never happen. See Sandy over there. He’s as straight as an arrow, but he loves all my guys. He said he’s never had so much fun in all his life as working here with our guys. You can ask him anything you like, and he’ll tell it to you straight. Now he’s kind of a character, so he gives us shit, as much as he gets, which only makes my guys torment him more, but it’s all in fun. Talk to him if you want to know if a straight guy gets along with this group. He’ll tell it to you straight,” I advised him. Ethan smiled.
“Thanks, Josh. You’ve given me a lot to think about. For the most part, I guess it’d be okay,” he said, with an air of uncertainty.
“Here’s another offer. If you go to work for us, and you decide you don’t like it, I’ll help you find another job somewhere. Does that work for you?” I asked. That seemed to please him. “What’s your major, anyway?” I asked.
“Business and pre-law, Josh. That’s what I’d like to study,” Ethan relied.
“Super. We have an attorney on our team here in town. He’ll need a gopher, someone to file, answer phones, set up appointments and all that stuff. I could get you an internship with him, probably not the first year, but in the years to come. We have tremendous resources at our fingertips. Oh, and we’ll soon start construction on a new private dormitory. We’ll need a lot of help with that. Maybe you and some of our swim team guys can live there when we get it done, rent free and help man the management desks there. I also have an aviation charter company. We’re also in the process of upgrading a ranch near the city to handle 10,000 cattle. We have a guy that recently graduated from Iowa State, to run that facility for us. If you’re interested in ranching, there’s an opportunity there. Whoever we select to work with us, in a meaningful way, will definitely have a career path with us when they graduate, and we’re expanding faster than we can find good people, so if you’re on the ground floor with us, you could be independently wealthy before your 30th birthday or even sooner,” I explained.
“Damn, you do a hell of a recruitment speech. I’m all excited, and I don’t even know what for. Good grief, I had no idea you’d be capable of all those things. I feel like I’m in the presence of a celebrity or something. It’s a wonder someone like you would even talk to someone like me, but you’ve been so helpful and so nice to me,” Ethan said sincerely.
“If you are a friend, Ethan, I will stop at nothing to help you,” I promised. He was all smiles.
“I’d be a fool to say I’m not in, Josh. I trust you implicitly. Maybe I could start off with the lunch crowd, depending on my class schedule and, possibly, dinner crowd, then disappear when all the action starts. What about the frat though? You said you might be able to pull some strings there if I wanted to join the athletic fraternity,” he mentioned.
“Ah yes. I did, didn’t I. What I was thinking is that I could become your big brother and you could work here in the evenings, under my supervision, as your study time with your big brother. It’s a stretch, but let me talk to the president about it. First, I have to get you in and qualified. Then I have to get the study time approved. The president loves me, so I think he’ll work with me,” I explained.
“This fraternity isn’t all gay guys is it?” he asked, somewhat concerned.
“No, Heaven’s no. Now I’d be lying to you if I told you there weren’t some gay guys in the frat, because I was one of them, although no one knew it at the time until the end of the year. Jack is in the frat, but there are a few others that are much classier than Jack that you’d love. The president is straight as an arrow, but he had a gay brother that committed suicide, unfortunately, and he’s felt guilty about his brother’s death, thinking he could have done more to have helped him, possibly saving his life. We pretty much bonded, when I stood up for another guy that was being harassed by others and was possibly not going to make it to a regular member from a pledge, because he was gay. I stood up to the president then, who was my big brother, Tuck, and told him I was gay and I’d quit and defriend him, if he didn’t accept Brady into the fraternity because he was gay. Well, that started a shit storm for a few hours, but I won and our new president now, supported me at the time, and praised me for my courage, wishing someone had done that for his brother. I told you about Tuck, my big brother, and the brotherly love we have for one another. He’d do anything for me and me for him, yet we both respect one another’s sexuality. Oh, and Brady’s living with us now also, and is a star on the tennis team,” I explained.
“Wow, you were a hero, Josh, standing up for your friend and for what was right and just. That’s amazing. Okay, all I can do is trust you to steer me in the right direction. I do trust you, and feel proud you’d think of me as a friend. I’ll put my future in your hands, and we’ll see where it goes. Thank you for spending this much time with me and explaining everything the way you did. Not many guys out there would have done that for me. I haven’t always had the easiest life, and what you’re describing to me sounds fantastic, opportunity wise. I like it, and I trust you. I have a much better perspective now on the gay culture than I did coming in here tonight. Other than your sexual preferences, we’re all pretty much the same. Well, except for Jack that is,” he said making a face.
“Ethan, there are assholes in the straight and gay communities. Assholes are assholes, no matter it they are straight or gay. We all have to deal with them regardless,” I explained to a sympathetic face.
What else can I say, Josh? You offered me a deal I can’t hardly refuse,” he replied.
“You can say you’ll come to work for us and join our team,” I told him. He reached out and shook my hand. “Can you tend bar?” I asked at the end.
“I can draw beer good enough,” he said, looking at Devin drawing some beer.
“Well, we can put a bar top between you and the customers, and keep you even safer that way, if you wouldn’t mind barkeeping,” I chided. He smiled, thinking that might not be a bad idea. It sounded kind of appealing. I took him over to Devin and introduced him.
“Teach this boy how to tend bar. He may be your new assistant, Devin. And, Ethan, you couldn’t work with a classier guy,” I said, patting Devin on the back. Ethan shook my hand again. Devin took him under his wing.
I re-joined the rest of my team members. “What were you and Ethan talking about, Josh? You guys spent a lot of time together,” Aiden noticed.
“Ethan needs to work while going to school, so we were trying to work something out for him to work here and make some money while to help out. I think he might make a good bartender.
“Wow, this would be a great place to work, really. Let us know if you need any additional help,” Aiden offered.
“Yeh, Phil and I could help you guys out if you need it,” Holly mentioned.
“We definitely need people, so let me know if you’re interested, once we’re open and you guys get to see what all goes on here,” I explained, not wanting to have the same conversation again I just had with Ethan. They all seemed quasi interested.
I happened to look up and see Conner coming through the front door with a very attractive man beside him. Conner was dressed in a nice polo shirt and shorts this time. He looked rather hot, his pecs straining the fabric of his polo shirt. This was the first time I had not seen him without a uniform or suit, and without a bullet proof vest, which always made his chest manly, but he did that well enough on his own without any vest. His lightly haired legs and shapely calves, were a turn-on for me also. I had to say, my officer Williams looked rather hot in or out of a uniform or suit. I took the other guy to be his boyfriend, Neal. Neal was a little taller, his hair a little longer than the military crewcut Conner had. He was a brunette. His shoulders were not as broad as Conner’s, but he had nice pecs, with nipples straining against his polo shirt also. He had a thinner face than Conner, but with higher cheekbones. I could see darker leg hair with some shapely calves below his shorts. I mentally undressed him, and loved what my mind put together. I guessed the two were around 28 or so in age, a little older than Jordan, maybe, but still very hot in my opinion.
Conner came up and gave me a handshake and a hug. He introduced me to Neal, who shook my hand. I introduced the two to Jake, who joined us. Conner looked the place over, as if he was in surveillance mode. I kind of smiled.
“Has our mystery man show up yet?” he asked.
and those cop couple Conner and Neal - WE MUST HAVE A SHOWER SCENE ASAP, thanks 
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