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The Coming of Josh

Hey, not to worry, guys. Josh always takes care of his friends. He loves Eric very much, and Eric probably loves Josh just as much if not more, maybe a little too much for a straight boy. The guys are just getting started with their initiation process. They had a large class this time, much different then taking in Thad the last time.

Ashton is officially back in the group again and well loved. The company is growing, Josh is organizing, Stoney has agreed to reveal the future to Josh, Jake and Greer, Dylan is still a work in progress, many things have come together, but many more must come together to keep everything on track. Let's hope Josh gets help operationally with from his new shareholders. He's going to need a lot of help with what's coming.

So glad you all are still enjoying this, as it has really grown far beyond where I originally imagined it. The ideas just keep coming, however, so I'll continue to write bent thoughts as long as you guys are willing to read them. Hang in there. Huggs, FT
 
Chapter 314 – Discussing Dylan With Doc

Jake and I awoke the next morning to the sweet hot lips of Dustin on our morning wood. We pulled him back up to us, taking turns kissing him passionately. “As much as we love you and what you’re doing, we need to get ready for school. You have a big night ahead of you, so I suggest you save your strength for later. If you don’t get enough ass attention tonight, you’re more than welcome to spend tonight with us again,” I assured him. He kissed us again, over and over, and thanked us for our love and friendship, telling us he had the greatest family in the world right here. We couldn’t help but love the guy.

Before we left the room and headed to the showers, I asked Dustin if he’d ever seen Dylan naked, since he was rooming with the guy. He told us no, that Dylan always slept in his boxers, but undressed after he turned out the lights in the dark. Dustin said Dylan slept in and didn’t get up and shower until all of us had left for class, therefore, avoiding us in the shower as well. We told him we just wondered, as he was always dressed when we saw him, except for last night was the first time we had seen him in his boxers. Dustin said that’s all he’d ever seen also, not that he cared. We told him we were just curious. He laughed, then said Dylan had checked him out a few times when he was dressing or undressing, staring at his naked body. Dustin said he couldn’t tell if he was interested or just curious. Dustin said he never tried to hide anything, just did what he normally did.

Dustin went into his room to drop off his briefs, then met us in the showers with the other guys, who immediately teased him about getting fucked by the whole gang tonight. He teased them back telling them, he hoped they were man enough to give him a good fucking. He was so cute, we all just loved him.

As we dried off and headed back to our rooms to get dressed for class, Dustin opened his door and motioned for us to peek in his room. Dylan was asleep with the sheets off with two-thirds of his morning wood sticking out his boxer fly. Damn, the boy did have a nice cock with some nice girth, for such a skinny guy. Dustin said he wasn’t sure how big his balls were, but with that dick on that small body, if he turned sideways he’d be all balls and dick in the front. That made us chuckle.

Classes went well for a Wednesday. We told Phil we were having a wet underwear contest in a couple of weeks and wondered if he could get some of his football buddies to enter. He said he’d give it a shot. He reminded us if football players had enough beer, they’d do just about anything. We told him the beer was on us for that night if they’d enter. He got all excited, which led us to believe we’d have a few of the guys anyway. He did remind us there were some pretty big guys on the team, and he didn’t mean muscles and weight. That got us to wondering. Then he told us there were a couple of big guys with small dicks also, but he’d leave them out. He was such a character.

I told Jake I was going to run over to the hospital after Stat and see if I could talk to Dr. Wayne, Dawson’s doctor, about possibly talking to Dylan to see if he could make any inroads with him. Jake thought that was a great idea. He said he’d catch me in Ty’s Marketing class.

Luckily Dr. Wayne was in his office alone when I got there and knocked on is open door. He was surprised to see me, but welcomed me in and shut the door. “What do I owe this honor, Josh? Dawson doing okay, I hope?” he asked, as he gave me a quick hug, which felt kind of good.

“Dawson is fine as far as I know. He’s still at his parents, but I expect him back here anytime. I was wondering if I could discuss a situation we have with our group?” I asked as I sat down. He said to go for it. I explained all about Dylan and how we came to end up with him. Remarkably, he said he had met Conner and Neal before working on a case where they needed his help. He told me they were great guys and extremely professional. Then he told me off the record, Conner was kind of hot. I had to smile, and told him I thought so also, making him smile. Professionally, Doc said they were great guys to work with and if Conner saw something in Dylan, it must be there, as he wouldn’t go out on the limb for just anyone. I had to agree wholeheartedly, and quickly explained how I first met them, dealing with Erin. Doc told me that Conner must really trust me to have given me custody of Erin at the time and saved him from some jail time. I also told him about how he helped us with Trent, and as a result of that, Conner asked for our help with Dylan. Doc was amazed at the relationship Jake and I had with Conner and Neal, and told me it was extremely healthy what we were doing working together like this. He admitted, knowing the system like he did, that Dylan probably didn’t have a chance in jail of ever having a decent life again. Doc said he admired Jake and me for taking Dylan in and trying to give him a better life.

“That’s just it, though, Doc. I can’t seem to reach the guy. He’s cold, very cold. He has no idea what love, caring and friendship are all about. I’ve tried to reason with him about why we care about him. All he says is ‘you college guys are weird’. I’ve tried to appeal to any sense he might have about caring for one another. The only thing he relates to is sex and for money, saying people don’t give a shit about one another, they just want what they want and then go on. They paid him for sex only, there wasn’t any caring or emotion involved. I don’t think he knows how to be happy in life. There’s no beauty or happiness in his life at all,” I explained.

“Josh, he’s only what, 21? He got thrown out of house at the age of 14, so he’s been on the streets, or in and out of foster homes, hustling for 7 years or so. All he’s ever known is selling himself to get what he needs to survive. He doesn’t equate sex with love because he’s never had love. All he has, as a frame of reference, is sex gives people pleasure and they’re prepared to pay for that pleasure. That’s all he knows, sadly. Now, he’s in a place where sex is equated with love and he doesn’t know how to process any of that. I hate to tell you this, but what you’re doing is not going to be easy. This is going to take some time and, unfortunately, some intense patience on your part and all your friends. My heart goes out to you, Josh. The thing I keep coming back to is Conner saw something in him, either that, or he just felt sorry for him, which with as much as he sees on the streets, I doubt that would be the case. Conner,unfortunately, is conditioned not to let that bother him, as many failures as he’s seen. There has to be something about this kid that made Conner think he could be saved, either that or he’s just betting on you to eventually reach him,” Doc explained.

“Oh, he’s said that many times. He just knew Jake and I could eventually reach Dylan and turn him around. But how do I get to him, Doc? Needless to say, I’m very frustrated with him right now. Would it help for you to talk to him and work some of your therapy on him?” I asked curiously, hoping for some kind of approach to reveal itself. Doc thought for a moment.

“I’m not sure he’d be up to that, and it’d probably be a waste of time on both our parts, not that I wouldn’t mind a general conversation with him, but bringing him in to a clinical setting, he’d just shut down and blow us off. I might drop by sometime at the bar, have a beer with you guys and include him in on the conversation and just get a feel for what you’re dealing with, so I might formulate some ideas as to how to approach him. He can’t know I’m in Psych as that may even anger him. I could just be a friend. You could greet me as you do your other friends with a hug to show your caring and warmth. I’m inclined to believe the more he’s around you guys caring for one another and showing your love towards each other, the shell may eventually break. But, you also run the risk of him hating that you care for others, with him not being in that circle,” Doc explained.

“I get some of that pushback already, although I’ve tried to hug him before, but he doesn’t want to be touched. He made that perfectly clear the first day, that he was not the touchy-feely type and didn’t want any part of it. It’s very hard not to try to hug him. I almost have to restrain myself,” I told him. Doc smiled.

“Yes, you are such a caring friend, Josh. I saw that first hand with Dawson. He was certainly a handful there at the beginning, and you didn’t necessarily like him, but deep down you did care about him immensely by what you did for him. I was stunned by all the things you helped him with. I never would have believed it, had I not seen it with my own eyes. You have one hell of a heart, Josh. Your friends are pretty lucky to have you as a friend, because they will never lack for care or love,” he told me, somewhat embarrassing me.

“I try my best, Doc,” I replied. He smiled.

“You try harder than anyone I’ve ever known, straight or gay, Josh. I really admire you for your patience and caring. Dylan will always be a challenge. Don’t ever think not reaching him is your fault. Promise me that. There are just some things you can’t change. His whole adolescent life he has never been loved or cared about. He has nothing to identify with in that area. It’s a shame he didn’t know you earlier or had someone like you in his life growing up with through his early years. If he had, he’d be a well-adjusted loved person today. Just keep doing what you’re doing, showing care, but don’t expect a lot in return, because he doesn’t know how to give back. I’ll stop by sometime and we can chat with him and maybe some of the other guys, so it doesn’t look that obvious I’m trying to dig into his mind. That sound okay to you?” Doc asked.

“It actually sounds great, Doc. I just needed some help in trying to reach the guy. Everything I’ve tried has failed as we discussed. Having you talk to him and give me some advice as to how to approach him would be music to my ears,” I replied.

Doc told me he had an appointment, or he’d love to discuss Dylan further, but he thought I had what I needed in the meantime before he had a chance to meet him and give me further advice. He definitely said it would not help to have him attend clinical meetings with him as Dylan would reject anything at that point in his current condition. He got up to shake my hand, but gave me a full-on hug instead, as he told me how wonderful a person he thought I was. I had to admit, his hug felt rather good. I told him I thought he was crushing on me for all the wonderful compliments. He laughed and said it wouldn’t take much. I gave him an extra hug.

Leaving Doc’s office, I still had a couple of minutes, and stepped around the corner to the Psych ward. Cody recognized me and buzzed me in, where he gave me a great big hug. “Hey stranger, what brings you back to LaLa land?” he asked. I chuckled.

“Got a new patient I’m working with now that has some deep emotional problems. I stopped by to talk to Doc about him,” I explained.

“Well, if he has a sweet ass and a nice cock, maybe I could help you out there and make him happy for you,” Cody replied. I chuckled.

“I wish it was that easy, then Jake and I would have had him ecstatic by now. No, this one’s going to take awhile to turn around, I think. Anyway, just thought I’d check up on you and see how you were doing. Haven’t seen you at the bar lately and missed seeing you,” I told him. Cody smiled.

“I sure miss your visits here, although I’m glad you don’t have to come here anymore, and Dawson is fixed. That was one of the better outcomes, although it didn’t look like it was going to be at the beginning. You pulled him through all that, Josh. I almost wish there was something wrong with me so you could help me out the way you helped Dawson,” he said smiling.

“Hey, Cody, you need to stop by at the bar more often. We have a lot of opportunities to help guys out there, as you’re well aware. Allen and OBB sure liked your hot little ass. I’m sure they’d love to see you again,” I assured him, making him blush. “Hey what ever happened to Jerome?” I asked.

“Funny you should ask about him, as he said he was close to getting a job with you guys and this job would soon be history,” Cody told me.

“Really? That’s interesting as I don’t know anything about a job for him. Said he was going to be working in the kitchen, I think that’s what he told me, yeh, for some German guy. I was sure you knew about it. I was surprised you hired him, knowing the opinion you had about him,” Cody commented.

“That’s odd. I didn’t know anything about it. I wonder how that slipped through the cracks. I’m pretty sure I told Eric not to hire the guy. I’ll have to check that out. Thanks for mentioning it to me, Cody. I really appreciate it.” Cody smiled.

“All I did was wish him good luck, but it’s you that needs the luck with that slug. What a ditz he is,” Cody remarked. I had to agree, telling him there was nothing ever good between us and especially with my first boyfriend. Cody said he could totally understand that.

“Why don’t you come work for us and get out of LaLa land here?” I asked. Cody was all smiles.

“I’d love to, and maybe ask you about that sometime in the future, but I’m in line for a supervisor’s position right now and the benefits here are too great to pass up. If I get tired of it, and don’t like my new position, I’ll be by to see you. In the meantime, I’ll try to drop by more often,” he pledged. I told him I hoped he did, as he was good people.

“Hey we have a wet underwear contest coming up in a couple of weeks if you want to enter that. I know you’d make a lot of guys hard seeing your junk in some wet see-thru underwear,” I teased.

“Damn, what an opportunity to advertise. I just might have to enter that one and show off my stuff,” Cody said excitedly, grabbing his crotch. I told him to go for it. We both laughed. He told me I made his day by stopping by to say hi. He pulled me into the supervisor’s office and kissed me passionately for a few moments. “I shouldn’t do that, but it just feels right with you, Josh. You’re great people, and you see what I have to work with most of my day.” I had to laugh, but told him I enjoyed our time together. We kissed again with our hands down inside each other’s underwear, fondling our naked junk. Suddenly he stopped. “Okay, guess that’s enough of that or you’re going to have a handful of Cody jizz. Not that it’s bad by any means. I’ve been told it tastes rather nice,” he exclaimed. I chuckled, but told him I was sure it did, and thanked him for the stimulation. He pulled my head to him and kissed me again. Then he got called away, and I had to tell him goodbye.

I met Jake and the others at our Marketing class. Ty was in rare form, asking about everything. Luckily, we only had a couple of minutes before the bell rang, so we didn’t have much time to talk. He said he was sorry he was going to miss another Ladies’ Only night, but he had a business school faculty meeting this evening he had to attend. We told him we sure missed him in his short shorts and wife beater shirt, then the shower afterwards. That made him blush.

“How are we going to squeeze in an initiation and take care of the Ladies’ Night business, Josh?” Jake asked. I told him we’d be done with Ladies’ Night around 10:00 and could work in the initiation right afterwards. He guessed we could, although it might be a late one.

Buzz was with Jordan today for lunch. I asked him what happened to the trailer and hanging out with Chad and Todd. Buzz said he was tired from running all morning and needed a break, plus he hadn’t seen Jordan all morning and missed him. We told him that was sweet. I was glad he showed up or Jordan may have had lunch with Noah. That reminded me, I needed to talk to Fritz about Noah asking him some questions and not giving out any secrets. I got up to go to the kitchen to talk to Fritz. Dylan was shredding lettuce for salads. I asked him how it was going, trying to make some sort of conversation. He looked at me a little funny.

“This is so exciting, I almost can’t stand it,” he said sarcastically. I told him he was doing a good job, though. “Yeh, I’m sure,” he replied. I decided not to take it any further and found Fritz.

I told Fritz about Noah wanting to talk to him. He remembered Noah, frome the couple of times he stopped in to say hi, and tell him what a great job he heard he was doing. Fritz said he’d see what he was interested in knowing, but wouldn’t give him any recipes. I told him that was good, as we didn’t need any new competition out there. Fritz agreed wholeheartedly. I asked him about Dylan out of earshot of the boy.

“Well, he’s different, I guess you could say. His heart isn’t in anything we do in here, but he does what I ask him to do. He doesn’t like talking to anyone. Doug, George and Edgar might as well not even be here, as they don’t exist in Dylan’s world. I am grateful for the additional help. I’ve tried to show him a few things, but he just looks at me awkwardly, as if he’s totally uninterested in learning anything. He pretty much keeps to himself. I don’t know, it’s like we’re punishing him for something. The rest of us get along great, but him, not so much,” Fritz explained.

“Keep working at it. With your infectious personality, maybe that might help reach him somehow,” I commented. Fritz kind of rolled his eyes.

“How’s Trent doing working the customers?” Fritz asked out of nowhere.

“He kind of keeps to himself, although he seems to be halfway personable with the customers. He’s had great training as a waiter and seems to know his stuff. He just doesn’t look happy these days,” I explained.

“I know what you mean. You’d think he’d be elated, you keeping him out of jail in Arizona, but it’s like we’re punishing him by making him be here. Dylan made it very clear, at least working in the kitchen, he didn’t have put up with that college boy whore anymore,” Fritz informed me.

“That’s what he calls him?” I asked.

“Pretty much. No love lost between those two,” Fritz explained. I told him I guessed not. “Oh, the word is Trent is upset he’s not getting any dick anymore. Now that Thad’s moved on to Cliff, he feels left out of the group,” Fritz informed me.

“Well, that’s his own fault. He kind of lied to all of us, protected a dangerous felon and skipped town with the dude, but Thad wanted to save him. Maybe we did the right thing and maybe we didn’t. Isn’t it crazy that we literally saved two guys from a horrible life in jail and they both hate us for it? I can’t figure them out. I’m kind of giving up on trying to understand anymore,” I told Fritz.

“I still love you guys, Josh,” Fritz said, then gave me a quick hug. I gave him an even bigger hug and a quick kiss. That made him smile like crazy.

On my way out, Dylan asked me, “Why do you go around hugging and kissing everyone all the time? What’s wrong with you?” he asked.

“That’s because I really care about the people I hug and kiss. I show my affection for those I care about. You want a hug too, because I really would like to care about you also,” I told him.

“Fuck no. I don’t need that kind of bullshit,” Dylan replied. I shook my head at him.

“I really hope there is a day when I can hug you and you hug me back, Dylan. I really want that between us,” I told him. He didn’t quite know what to say, and just looked away. I made my way back to Jordan, Buzz and Jake.

“Any news on where you’re going Saturday?” Jordan asked.

“Nope, nothing new. Tom and James promised to text me the minute they found out, but I guess they don’t even know at this point,” I replied.

“That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard of. Why such a secret about where you’re going to meet?” Jordan asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

“I guess Stoney has his reasons. He’s keeping it tight lipped. I know it’s driving Greer crazy. I swear Stoney is doing this on purpose just to torment Greer. Maybe Stoney found out Greer pinged his phone and now he’s tormenting him to get back at him for violating his directions. You just never know.” Jordan shook his head and told me he was glad I had to deal with Stoney and not him.

“Greer’s still not overly optimistic about Stoney’s coming back with you guys, just in case you haven’t figured that out,” Jordan informed me. I told him, I had a conversation about that with Greer and, yes, Jordan was right. I told Jordan that Greer swore if Stoney didn’t return he was going to stay with him. And if Stoney didn’t let him, he swore he was leaving the company. “He can’t go and leave us high and dry. Do you know how much stuff will fall on my shoulders if that happens?” Jordan asked, all of a sudden concerned. I smiled. “It’s not funny, Josh. I’d have to hire some guys to help with all the things we have to do. That means more office space and a hell of a lot more,” Jordan expressed,concern. Again, I smiled.

“Makes the case even better for the new office building,” Buzz interjected. I rolled my eyes then. “Seriously,” he added. I reminded him that he couldn’t build the building fast enough if Greer left and Jordan had to take over Greer’s responsibilities. Jordan was not happy with that thought.

“Let’s just hope that Greer gets his ass filled with plenty of Stoney spunk this Saturday night and all that craziness disappears, once Stoney reveals his plans for the future,” I remarked.

“Gawd, I hope so. Greer is almost unbearable to talk to these days,” Jordan chimed in. We all had to agree on that count.

Thad and I headed out to check in with Ken before accounting. We closed his office door and gave him a few kisses, even groping his balls and cock some, horning him up like crazy.

“Why do you guys always do this to me right before class?” he asked, excitedly. Thad and I just smiled at him.

“You want us to stop and never do it again” I asked him. He smiled and pulled me to him for another kiss.

“No, I wouldn’t go that far. Just might take it a little easier on me right before class. It’s hard to stand at the front of the room and talk about accounting when you’re tenting with a boner in your slacks,” Ken replied. Thad and I laughed.

“I don’t know. Thad and I kind of like to see you that way. Makes us kind of horny though,” I replied. Ken shook his head at the both of us.

“Okay, so much for that. I think I’ve narrowed the personnel down for the accounting department. What do I need to do to get them set up for payroll and officially start?” he asked.

“Thad, doesn’t personnel fall under the accounting department?” I asked, teasingly.

“I think in a lot of organizations it does, matter of fact?” Thad replied. “I guess we need to ask the head of our accounting department what we have to do.” With that, Ken shook his head.

“You want me to be the personnel department also?” he asked, concerned. We both smiled at him. “No fucking way!” he replied. “I hardly have enough time for what I’m doing now.” We continued to smile at him. He was shaking his head.

“The way I look at it, your department is the only department to have personnel, so I guess that falls on you, big boy,” I informed him.

“Oh, shit, now we have to get W-4’s signed, we need employee policies, files on each one, gees, there’s a lot that goes into this,” Ken replied.

“Know anyone in Personnel positions you could hire temporarily to help set all this up? You can lean on Jordan also to help. I’m sure he’s adept on all the labor laws, so lean on him, but I know he doesn’t have time to do it either. I think there’re are agencies that will do this stuff for you. They ask you all the pertinent questions and then formulate your personnel policies and provide you with a handbook, all that happy horse pucky,” I replied. Ken shook his head.

“Guess it needs to be done. I know a couple of TA’s that deal in human resource courses, which is a huge area today. I’ll tap one of them to see what we need to do, and who might be able to set all this up for us,” Ken replied.

“See, Thad, we figured out another major hurdle right here with our new Human Resource Director,” I said proudly.

“Not your new Human Resource director by any means, guys, but since we only have a few people, once it’s set up, it should be good. What do you do at the bar?” Ken asked.

“Uh, I kind of take care of payroll, and Josh and Jake do some of the hiring along with Eric, the manager, and Seth and Lance help with the wait staff. Stan and Gentry pretty much take care of the dancers and there are some written policies for them. I guess maybe we should have a review of all that sometime so we don’t get caught with our dick in a knot,” Thad explained. Ken shook his head.

“Can’t be too careful today,” Ken advised. Just then the bell started to ring. We got up and ran down the hall to the classroom, where all three of us were late. Ken apologized, for being late by seconds, but said we had an important matter to discuss in his office and lost track of time. We got suspicious looks from the rest of the students.

Back at the bar, after class, and before swim practice, I had a chance to sit down with Fritz, while he was eating a quick snack, before the dinner crowd started to meander in. “How bad is it with Dylan?” I asked, concerned.

“He’s okay, Josh. He just doesn’t like interacting with people all that much. You’d think working in the kitchen, where we’re all busy, he’d like it. I hate seeing people continually be unhappy all the time, but he seems that way. Doesn’t show any signs of changing either,” Fritz replied. “Edgar has tried to make conversation with him, but he considers Edgar one of your crazy college boys. Edgar spilled something the other day and Dylan had to react, telling him he thought college boys were smarter than to do dumb things like that. Edgar just blew it off. George and Doug, who are just high school grads, tried also, but he just kind of smirks at them. I guess because they are happy to work here, they can’t be trusted also. He’s just an unhappy person. What can I say?”

“I’ve tried to think of where we could put him that he’d actually enjoy working, but I have no idea. Hang in there with him, and see if you can’t cheer him up some. I have to admit, this one is hard to reach.” I gave Fritz a little hug and headed to the office.

“Who we having sex with tonight?” Thad asked, as I entered the office. I had to smile.

“Dustin, of course. One of your favorites,” I replied.

“Damn, he is a sweetie. I kind of miss my roomy, even though we didn’t have a lot of sex together. The sex we did have, let me just say, was pretty sweet,” Thad said, as he seemed to daydream about it.

“One of the best,” I replied. “How’s Cliff in that area?” I asked, being nosey.

“I have to say we’re really great together, Josh. It’s mutual also. I never could totally trust Trent while we were together. I guess I know why now, but with Cliff, there’s nothing pretentious. He’s real, genuine, just an all out great guy. His ass is pretty nice also. And his dick. Can’t leave that out. We look forward to going to bed with each other every night. He asked me last night if I was happy. I told him I was very happy being with him. He just hugged me and kissed me. Yeh, we’re having a great time together and building on a very loving relationship, unlike it was before with Trent,” he assured me. “Speaking of our boy, Trent. What’s he like these days, as we pretty much don’t talk to each other anymore?”

“Fritz says he doesn’t think the boy is getting any sex, and that’s made him unhappy. There’s nothing in his probation agreement that says he can’t have sex. He just can’t charge for it. With his notorious past following him around, what guy wants to touch him. That’s a problem for him, but I guess that could pass in time. I thought maybe he and Dylan might have a possible friendship of some sort, but Dylan can’t stand Trent at all. But, you know, both of these guys have made their own beds, and it’s not our responsibility to solve all their unhappiness for them. We can only do so much, and the rest is up to them,” I told Thad. Thad agreed.

“Hey, Josh, you think we need an employee handbook for the bar?” Thad asked. I gave him a half grin.

“Uh, I think we kind of do. We put this thing together rather hastily, but now, based on our earlier conversation with Ken, we should probably get out act together and do it the right way. We are making damn good money, so we need to protect our company by handling our employees correctly. I know you have all the payroll records through our payroll system, but we should have an employee handbook, and inform the employees of all the other legal rights and things involved with personnel. Ken got a little defensive, when I suggested he handle that area. Guess he’s feeling a little stressed these days also. Can’t blame him for that,” I commented. Thad had to agree.

Zach and I walked over to the natatorium for swim practice together. Andy was going to meet us there. “I want to thank you again for allowing me into the company, Josh. I can’t love you enough, but you know that. You’ve been the greatest thing that’s ever happened to my life. I love living with you guys and working in the bar. It’s been so much fun, and I’ve never been happier,” he told me. “Brady is the greatest also. Wow, I just can’t believe how much different my life is this year as compared to last year. At least Christmas last year was great when you were home and rescued me. I still get hard thinking about last year when you were home for Christmas and we had some fantastic sex. Last summer was special also with Gramps and your mom and dad. It was like the first real family I ever had. I’ve never felt so loved in all my life. Now, with this initiation into the company, I can spend the rest of my life working with you, Jake and all the other great guys. I couldn’t be happier,” Zach confessed. I quick gave him a kiss.

“You know Jake and I love you terribly, Zach. You’re my brother in all this. You’re part of our family. You’ve earned your place to be here, by showing your love and dedication to our efforts. I can trust you and depend on you for my life, I have no doubt about that. This next step, making you a part of the company, is well deserved. We’re going to do well, Zach. How can we fail, as much as all of us love each other? I mean, we’re destined for greatness,” I shared with him. He told me again how much he loved me and assured me Brady did the same. I told him I felt it for sure.

Andy and Ethan were waiting for us at the lockers to get dressed. We all got naked together. Ethan looked at us a little differently today, having seen us all in a sexual sense the evening before. I could see he was sizing up Andy and Zach’s cocks.

“See something you like there, Ethan?” Zach asked him smiling, noticing that Ethan was checking out his cock, Andy’s also. Ethan was somewhat embarrassed.

“Just sizing you guys up since I have to take what you have hanging there up my ass on Friday night. Not sure how I’m going to handle it. I think Josh and Jake might be a little larger, so if I can take them, I guess I can take you guys,” he said, thinking about it. Andy and Zach had to chuckle.

“You’ll be fine,” Andy told him. “Just think about the love you have for all of us, and you won’t notice any pain. You’ll feel wonderful, especially with this cock up your ass,” Andy told him as he playfully played with Zach’s cock, making Zach and the rest of us laugh.

“Hey, I have to take all you guys also, Andy,” Zach informed him. Don’t think I haven’t checked you out,” he informed him. Andy smiled.

“Oh, and I so look forward to it. Bend over and let me see that hot hole of yours,” Andy told Zach. Zach bent over and spread his asscheeks with his fingers, exposing that Heavenly thin hair lined hole of his, that loved my cock so well. I nearly sprang a boner. Andy licked his finger and gently teased Zach’s hole.

“Andy, you’re fucking making me hard, buddy,” Zach told him.

“You’re damn sure making me hard,” I told the both of them. Save it for tonight and you can have all of it you want.” Andy looked up at me and smiled. I licked my finger and stuck it up Andy’s asshole, catching him off guard, making him jump.

“You guys have so much fun with each other in such weird ways,” Ethan said, shaking his head. Just then Aiden joined us, eager to get naked with the rest of us. “Wo, looks like we have some excitement happening. Josh and Zach have semis going on. Can I get in on this?” he asked. We laughed and slapped him on his naked ass, giving him a semi also.

“Sometime, Aiden. Don’t be in too big a rush,” I told him, to his disappointment.

Swim practice was good. We spent the second half of it working with the exercise machines. I had to hold Aiden’s legs down for him as he did situps. That seemed to make him hard for some reason, me pressing down on his legs. I could understand if I was stroking his inner thighs, but legs? I guessed physical male contact of any kind had this boy horny lately. We were going to have to address this soon, I feared.

Aiden, Andy, Zach, Ethan and I all showered together after practice. Most of the team was there in the showers together. Andy suggested we get some steam to loosen us up a little. The rest of the guys seemed to think that would help our sore muscles from working out. Aiden plopped down right beside me in the steam room. Zach was on my left. Zach put his head on my shoulder and nuzzled my neck a little, giving me a little stiffness in the groin area, as he did. My cock was starting to grow. I whispered in his ear he was making me hard. He kind of chuckled, then put my left hand on his hard cock. With all the steam in there, I wasn’t sure if anyone else saw us. That was, until I noticed Aiden with a full blown boner. Aiden whispered in my ear, asking me for permission to touch my penis. I chuckled a little, then told him to go for it. No one else was around except for the five of us. Andy was down further talking to Zach. As Aiden gently touched my cock, I reached over and started to stroke his a little, and while I was at it, I stroked Zach’s also. It was kind of fun, actually. Stroking Aiden’s cock, must have given him the permission he needed to, not only touch mine, but stroke it also. I have to admit, Aiden had a nice cock. He was about 6.5” I guessed and had a decent girth, enough to make an asshole know it was definitely there. The stroking only lasted for a few moments, and I felt his penis pulsate and relieve his balls of a significant amount of ball juice, as it flew forcefully into the air and landed on my the back of my hand, his pubes and his thigh. He leaned into me. I turned and kissed him passionately, getting a little tongue in the action as I did. I squeezed the remaining cum from his penis, then held up my hand for me to taste his essence, smeared some on my lips, then kissed him again. Zach wanted a kiss also, noticing what had happened. I was eager to oblige him.

“That feel good?” I whispered into Aiden’s ear?

“Oh, fuck did that feel fantastic,” he told me, still a little uneasy from his intense orgasm. Zach put his arm around my back and gave me a hug, then kissed me again.

We let our dicks settle down a bit before we made our way back to the showers. We were the only ones left at this time. I told Aiden, I better help wash him off. Zach and I gave him a sensuous shower, one sensuous enough to give all of us boners as we ran our soapy hands all over each other’s bodies. Even Ethan was standing tall with all the attention we gave him also. He told me he kind of liked showers like this, but not if anyone else was around. I told him I completely understood, and agreed. We finally shut the water off and dried off, still half hard, as we made our way back to the lockers to dress. Aiden told me I didn’t know how wonderful I made him feel. I told him I thought I knew. He was worried about Ethan, being straight and a little homophobic, but actually allowing us to help wash him and making him hard. I told Aiden, Ethan wasn’t as homophobic as he thought, but he was definitely straight, although he loved us just the same. I know that confused Aiden some, but he had a lot of more fun stuff to think about, I thought at the time.

On the way back to the bar, Ethan brought up Aiden, wanting to know if Aiden had any experience in gay relationships. I told him I didn’t think so, but thought he was definitely curious. Ethan remembered Aiden saying at the first of the year, when we declared our sexual preference, that Aiden thought he was gay. Ethan asked if we knew for sure. Andy, Zach and I all grinned at one another.

“He is, Ethan. He’s just never had any experiences before, just like you’re straight, but still a virgin. Doesn’t mean you won’t like it when it finally happens, just make it happen on your terms, not some girl that just wants to ravage your hot body,” I told him. He agreed.

The dinner crowd was kind of heavy tonight, some of it created by women that were staying for Ladies’ Night. They worked downtown and decided to eat dinner here then stay for the fun later, before returning to the burbs, husbands, families, boyfriends, whatever. We all grabbed a quick bite to eat, then got our short shorts on and wife beaters, then jumped into position. Our men in uniform arrived around 7:30. They looked hot in their police uniforms, and already being stripped and raped by some of the eyes on these ladies looking for fun. Sandy was doing his best to gain attention from the ladies also, as well as Chuck and Bone, who was perusing the crowd, acting like he was working, doing something for us, when all he was doing was fishing for snatch. It was interesting watching him work the room.

The big hour finally arrived and the doors opened to a wave of women flooding the bar. The guys could hardly keep up with the women coming through the door. Ethan, Jake and I were hit with a flurry of drink and beer orders, as were Eric, Sandy, Trevor, Andy, Dustin, Zach and Brady. It was all hands on deck. After the initial rush had settled down, I happened to see Sarah out of the corner of my eye working her way over to see Ethan, her new love, I supposed. He was busy and there weren’t any bar stools in front of him for her to sit. So she wandered over to me first.

“Got another big date with Ethan this Friday night. What do you think about that?” she said teasingly. I just smiled at her.

“I think he might have to cancel that one, but give him a raincheck as it’s not his fault,” I informed her. She frowned.

“I suppose you want him for yourself. What the hell?” she replied. I shook my head.

“We’re having an initiation that night for new shareholders in the company. He asked to become one, and has been accepted. Our involved initiation process is going to be Friday night, so unless he wants to give up the chance to be a shareholder in the company, he’ll otherwise be occupied that night,” I explained.

“What kind of an initiation process takes that long? You guys going to be at it all night?” She asked, somewhat puzzled.

“It’s pretty involved and there’s only a few chances, so he really can’t miss this one or he misses out on one heck of an opportunity,” I explained. She gave me an odd look

“I thought you only had gay guys as shareholders in your company,” she told me. I gave her a very odd look.

“That’s not true, Sarah. We find the best people we feel we can trust and want to grow with us. The shareholders all happen to be very close friends and most of them, well all of them up until now, are gay, but that’s going to change with Ethan. We’ll add more as we go along. We’re going to be a major company someday. We’ll even have women involved at some point in time,” I told her happily. She frowned.

“That’ll be the day, knowing you as well as I do. Speaking of that, I know you more intimately than I know Ethan right now. I was hoping to change all that on Friday night, but you and your shareholder initiation screwed all that up, it seems,” she said, unhappily. I just kind of shrugged my shoulders, and told her we couldn’t help it, the timing required we do it before Saturday. Sarah asked why Saturday. I told her Jake and I had an important meeting with our chairman that day to review the next stage of our growth, we assumed. We wanted to get our newest shareholders in place before the stock became too expensive for them to purchase. “Does that mean Ethan will be rich sometime, like I’m sure you and Jake are going to be?” she asked.

“Let’s hope that’s the case. Nothing is for certain, but if we have the right guys in place, there’s a distinct possibility,” I replied. She had to think about that for a minute.

“I know you’ve seen Ethan naked, Josh. Is he well hung? I mean, does he have enough equipment to keep me happy?” she asked curiously.

“Oh, I’ve seen him naked all right. We’re on the swim team together and shower together every day, along with Zach and Andy. As far as keeping you happy, Sarah, you’ll just have to find out that for yourself. I wouldn’t advise you to move too fast. He’s more of a relationship guy, needs to know you well and good, before you get to the bedroom. If you’re looking for fun, Sandy over there has more than enough equipment to keep you happy for the rest of your life, and he’s a first date kind of guy in the bedroom, if you know what I mean,” I told her.

“Hummm. Is he available Friday night?” she asked. I frowned at her. “Just kidding. I’m still interested in Ethan. Maybe I can persuade him to step up his pace a little. It’s a shame to waste precious time when we could be having some fun,” She commented.

“Sarah, if you hurt my little brother in any way, you’ll have me to deal with, and it won’t be pretty,” I warned. “You’re going to drive him away if you move too fast.”

“Gees, could it be that you’re in love with him, Josh? Getting kind of defensive aren’t we?”

“I love him like my brother, nothing sexual. He’s straight, Sarah. We both know that,” I assured her.

“Are you sure your initiation thing, making him invest more in a gay operation, might be affecting his sexual preferences?” she asked a leading question.

“Positively not. He’s a breeder through and through,” I teased.

“Maybe so and maybe not, the amount of time he spends with you guys and now he’s getting into business with you. I’m starting to worry you’re changing his outlook on sex,” she replied.

“You are one warped woman. I’m starting to think he deserves better,” I told her. She winked and me and pulled me in for a quick kiss. Ethan happened to see that, giving me a curious look like, WTF. I just smiled at him.

A seat opened up at the bar in front of Ethan and Sarah took off like a bullet to get it. I thought she was going to have to fight off another woman to get that seat. She told the women Ethan was her boyfriend and she hadn’t seen him all week. The lady finally relented and let her have the bar stool without a fight. Got kind of testy there for a few moments. Ethan wasn’t being all that chummy with her, though. Later he asked me what the kiss was all about. I told him it was just a friend’s kiss, nothing sexual at all. She just sent me a kiss from Riley. Ethan shook his head smiling.

“Have you had sex with Riley too?” he asked.

“I don’t kiss and tell, Ethan. Let’s just say we got kind of close during our photo shoot, and he had a lot of questions about things I was able to answer for him. Let’s just leave it at that,” I explained. Ethan smiled again and shook his head.

“Just remember, you’re my coach too,” he reminded me. I asked him if maybe he was a little jealous, making him blush. He chuckled. I told him I was there for him all the way, but to pay some attention to Sarah if he was still interested, and to be cautious of her naughty persuasions. Ethan said he was starting to get her number.

The shows were super hot. For a gay guy, it certainly got my juices flowing. The women were almost out of control. One of our security officers said he was almost raped, the show was such a turn on to so many women. I know one gal got her hand on Sandy’s thick meat. He showed me the nail marks later in the dressing room when I went to check on him. I didn’t mind inspecting the damage, getting to see the entire package was such an honor, and extremely enjoyable on my part. I had to pet it for him to make it feel better. At least that was what I told him. He didn’t care.

The kitchen had closed and Fritz was leaving, trying to get through all the screaming women. He jumped behind the bar before he got mauled by the crazies. I drew him a beer, which he said he really appreciated.

“Not to complain or anything, because you know how much I love this place and you guys, but is there anyplace else you could put Dylan?” he asked, having to almost scream at me because of the decibel level in the place. I told him bitches were much louder than gay guys. He had to agree. I asked him what happened now, prompting him to see if he could relocate Dylan. “Josh, he has all the other guys on edge. He’s such a negative person. They’ve all tried to befriend him and there’s nothing friendly about him. He grunts at everyone. He does a decent job, basically everything I ask him to do, although he seems to resent being in the kitchen with us. He can’t understand why Trent is out working with the customers and getting tips, while he’s banned to the kitchen,” Fritz explained.

“Did you tell him that’s because Trent treats the customers decently and respectfully, instead of grunting at them and being impolite?” I asked him, as I drew myself a beer.

“I explained that some people just have a more positive personality than others, making them better suited for jobs dealing with the public, but other people, such as himself, had skills preparing things and working behind the scenes. Well, that didn’t seem to go over too well. He’s just angry. Wish I knew how to get that anger out of him,” Fritz commented. I rolled my eyes.

“Other than send him back to jail, I’m not sure what to do with him,” I confessed to Fritz. Fritz said he wasn’t sure either, as he knew I was desperate to find a place in the organization for him. “I guess we could try the janitorial staff, but that seems to be full right now,” I offered.

“Don’t do that. He would literally be crazy pissed having to clean toilets, finding that totally demeaning, even though it’s honest work. I’ll keep trying for the time being, but the other guys work so well together, you just hate having to have such a negative presence in the mix spoiling everyone else. I hate that for the rest of my crew. I guess I have a new guy starting tomorrow, from what Eric said. Maybe the two of them might get along,” Fritz mentioned. I asked Fritz if the guy’s name was Jerome by chance. Fritz said he wasn’t sure, but it was possible. I shook my head.

“If it’s who I think it might be, he’s an old boyfriend of Andy’s and the parting was not pleasant. I have a little history with him also, mostly stealing Andy from him, but that wasn’t intentional, we just kind of hit if off well and Jerome was just a prick. Jerome by himself is bad enough, but with Dylan and Jerome together, it might be volatile. See if you can persuade Jerome he really doesn’t want to work here. Wouldn’t hurt me at all if you had to fire him the first day. He’s about as negative as Dylan. Poor Fritz, I don’t envy you with this situation,” I told him. Fritz looked concerned, but said he’d do his best to deal with whatever happened. I knew he would.

I told Fritz, I totally understood his concern for Dylan, and would continue to look for another position I thought he might be able to handle. Fritz gave me a quick bro hug, not wanting to embarrass us in the midst of all those women, then took off.

Trevor came around to our side of the bar to grab a bottle of rum, and pinched my ass as he passed behind me. I jumped a little, having been caught off guard. “Gonna get some Dustin ass tonight, ha?” he teased. I just smiled at him and shook my head. “Hey, we all love him. It’s going to be great, even if he is a little misguided sticking that beautiful cock up that girlfriend’s pussy of his. What a waste of fine cock,” Trevor spouted. I had to agree on that account. “Pussy can’t be better than the ass I have, or you have, Josh. What’s his deal anyway?” Trevor asked, as if he was jealous. I got a kick out of that.

“What did you ever see in Betty’s tush, Trev?” I asked, pointing the finger right back at him.

“Hey, I didn’t know any better at the time, until you and Jake showed me otherwise. Pussy was all I knew. You guys showed me a whole new world that was thousands of times better than the one I had, especially with that bitch,” Trevor exclaimed. I had to laugh at that and agree totally. “You know, she still fucking calls me every so often to ask me if I’m ready to come back to the real world and get the shit off my dick. I just tell her to fuck off, that sex with dudes is way better than it ever was with her. Then she calls me a faggot and hangs up on me,” Trevor explained.

“Why do you even answer her calls. Why not just block her?” I asked.

“I kind of enjoy sticking her nose in the fact, I’m not coming back and dick and boy ass are way better than pussy ever was. I know it drives her crazy, and anything that does that, I’m all for,” he said smiling. I had to believe he was serious.

“Hey, how are you and Andy getting along with Ashton, since he’s there with you all the time?” I asked.

“Actually, it’s good. He’s become a decent caring guy these days. His ass is really a dream also, and the boy can cum pretty hard, which is always exciting to see and taste. I’ll tell you one thing. He really enjoyed his initiation last night. Walked a little funny this morning, but felt totally satisfied after last night. He felt the love of everyone and it made him feel great. My dick will be bouncing around in that hole for a while until it gets back to normal. You guys left it gaping in case you didn’t know,” he said, making me laugh. Anyway, I’ll have to fuck Andy to get a tight hole on my ass. Guess Ethan’s going to really be tight. You sure he’s up for this?” Trevor asked, somewhat concerned.

“I tried my best to talk him out of it, but he insisted he goes all the way like the rest of us. We’ll just have to be gentle and careful with him. I sure don’t want to traumatize the kid. We all care about him too much for anything to happen to him,” I replied.

“That’s for sure. I’m sure everyone will pretty much know he’s not used to anything like we all are, and to take it easy on him. Gotta watch out for Allen and OBB though. Those guys can tear up an ass like you wouldn’t believe,” Trevor chided. I gave him an awkward look. “Hell, Ethan will hardly even know they’re in his ass, with the small dicks they have,” Trevor teased.

“Trev, you know better than that. Those boys are smaller than the rest of us, but they sure as hell know how to use their manhood. Never sell those studs short,” I teased. Trevor agreed, saying he was just teasing.

The last show finally finished. I told Eric to take care of closing as we all had a meeting to go to. He smiled and told me he had it covered. The rest of us headed upstairs to o get started with tonight’s initiation. Dylan was sitting there drinking a beer, amazed at all of us storming the room. “What gives?” he asked.

“Got to have a shareholder’s meeting or sorts,” I explained, not wanting say much more about it.

“I’m out of here. Don’t need to know what you crazy college dudes have to talk about,” Dylan replied. With that he got up and headed to his room. We all stripped down and headed to the showers. Dustin joined us after undressing in his bedroom where Dylan was.

“Dylan wanted to know why we all had to take a shower together to have a meeting. I just told him it was a tradition of ours. I asked him if he wanted to join us, not wanting to make him feel left out. He said that would be crazy, as we’d probably rape him in the showers. I asked him if that was a bad thing, but he didn’t answer me. He just shook his head. At least I asked,” Dustin offered. Jake and I laughed.

Jake and I helped soap up Ethan, which he seemed to enjoy more and more. Actually everyone was helping everyone, getting the whole group horned up.
 
Great work as usual, funtimes

It looks like we're entering a sex Olympic games' week: between the new shareholders (Ethan too, that was unexpected, bold and brave from him) and the weekend finally catching up with Stoney (who doesn't even have the slightest idea of the sex starving tornado who's coming for him) there will be soooo much of it ;)

Now, apart from that and the couple Tuck - Hector :D , I'm worried we may need a miracle for Dylan: he's not that good at interacting with customers and let's hope he doesn't make Fritz go mad while working in the kitchen, but he doesn't seems to have a grasp of reality. Perhaps some long lasting hugs might help.. or not at all.. only time will tell. Fingers crossed on him.

Keep on writing, funtimes, we soooo much love to read it ..|
 
That was written before reading chapter 314 :)

I'm even more worried about Dylan: he's not that good with customers AND in the kitchen. Maybe dr Wayne may be helpful? Still fingers crossed on him.

By the way, great threesome handjob in the sauna, that was something else :=D:

Keep on writing, funtimes :D
 
Hi funtimes, I'm only on Chapter 20, but I wanted to say thank you for writing these incredible stories! You are an amazing writer and I can't wait to read further. Thanks!
 
Another great chapter, FT. Don't know where to start as you pack every chapter full of everything about these guys.

I really think Dr. Wayne has a thing for Josh. At least he's a great admirer. It'll be interesting to see if he is of any help with Dylan. Speaking of Dylan being banned to the kitchen. How long is Fritz going to put up with him there. And speaking of Josh seeing Cody when he was visiting the good doctor, is there any truth to Jerome working for the boys at the bar? Wait until Andy finds out about that.

Poor Sarah can't have Josh and now she's running the risk of even losing Ethan, well at least Friday night anyway. Trevor continues to amuse us with his antics. Got to be a comedian in the group somewhere and he seems to be it. He has changed drastically since the Spring Break trip to Florida. Wow, that seems so long ago. Bet they'll be back again next year.

There are so many little details in each chapter that entertain the hell out of me, too numerous to mention. Sometimes I read the chapters twice just to make sure I didn't miss any of the nuances.

Note to jamiejag88. If you're only on chapter 20, not only do you have a whole lot of reading ahead of you, but it just gets better with each chapter. Those were such innocent days back then. I almost bet Allen was still a virgin back then. Wow, has he ever changed.

Still wondering what Stoney is up to. He's driving Greer crazy. I hope to hell they have one furious fuck fest once the two of them finally get together. And where they heck are they going to meet. Still a mystery you're not sharing yet, FT. You devil you.

Okay, on to more. I get more and more anxious for each chapter now as there is so much going on. Lay it on us buddy, and keep typing to keep us all happy. You know we love it. BC
 
Thanks to all of Josh's fans. Love your comments. You'll have to stay tuned to see how Dylan works out, if he works out, BC. And then where would we be without a protagonist, maybe someone like Jerome to slip into the mix?

I always love the interaction between Tuck and Josh, especially if Hector is in the mix, which he usually is. Gotta love Josh's love for Hector.

Welcome to our bent world, Jamiejag88. Warning, you run the risk of becoming bent like the rest of us following Josh and his friends. Glad to know you're only on chapter 20. The earlier chapters were some of my favorites and still are. Things were simpler then and very loving. The dorm room their first year, and the trips to the frat house, were very special. Things have changed a lot since those days. Things will probably change even more as we progress.

Well, on to the next chapter so we can give BC something to get excited about. Hang in there guys. Huggs, FT
 
Chapter 315 – More Initiations

It was the second night of initiation, and everyone seemed horny, waiting and willing to share their bodies with their brothers in business, more like brothers in a fraternity, but of a different kind, I guess you could say. We emerged from the showers, following our boners to the living room, where Allen and OBB prepared the coffee table for our next inductee.

I announced that Dustin was our next inductee and he was to be treated with the love of everyone. We would show him our love and dedication and fill him with our seed to express the ultimate sharing with him, now and for the future. Dustin took a bow to the group, then laid on his back and raised his legs, asking if I would do the honors of opening him up. I got an applause from the group, as I kneeled down and teased his asshole with my tongue, lubing him up to receive my cock and my load. Then I ran my slick tongue over his beautiful balls, up the base of his penis, circled the head of his cock with the tip of my tongue, then ran it over his piss slit to collect his pre-cum. Dustin sighed with the pleasure he was receiving. After stimulating him extremely well, I lined up my cock with his beautiful light hair lined asshole, that as winking at me through my moistened saliva, begging for my cock to come in and breed him, as it had done the night before.

I had barely penetrated him, when he pulled my head to his and kissed me passionately, our lips meeting and tongues wrestling with each other, in a move of pure passion. The rest of the guys watched on, gently stroking their hard penises as they watched their fellow shareholder and friend, breed with his fellow brother. As sensuous and hot as Dustin was, it didn’t take long until my balls churned and the pressure built, ending in a few hard thrusts, as my cock exploded my ball seed in his begging ass. He kissed me over and over, relishing what we just shared together. After a few intimate moments, Dustin finally released me to stand up, and withdraw my wilting cock from his ass, telling me he missed me already as I slid out, leaving him a rather large deposit inside him. Dustin wanted Jake next, repeating much of the same passion as he shared with me. Allen and OBB were rather quick, as horny as those two always were, although Dustin said they were very passionate. Brady and Zack, he really loved, having spent much time in bed with the two of them before meeting Dannie. They seemed to fill him up, sharing their loads with him. Andy and Trevor were gently stroking each other, fanning the fires to get ready to breed. Trevor had to stop Andy from touching him at the sight of Brady’s, orgasm as Brady stiffened up, while unloading his balls into Dustin, sweat rolling down his beautiful chest and into his pubes. Trevor had to fan himself, saying this was getting way too hot. Thad was next, anxious to breed his previous roomy. Thad was actually leaking pre-cum from his cock, as he lined up to plunge his gorgeous penis into a cavity filled with his fellow brother’s male semen.

“Man, are you ever lubed up inside. This is really kind of hot fucking everyone’s cum. It’s really slick,” he said as he enjoyed the feeling. Dustin tightened his anus and Thad felt it. “Damn, Dustin, you just got a tight ass. This feels so fucking good.” Dustin pulled him to him and kissed him passionately. Thad unloaded in Dustin, then backed out pulling with him, some of his brothers’ loads. We had to get another towel to catch the overflow. Andy and Ashton stepped up to the plate and gave Dustin more of the same, along with passionate kisses. Trevor wanted next, putting on a little show beforehand, which was to be expected from the company’s clown. He spread his ass cheeks to show everyone his overly hairy hole, if you could detect it through the mass of hair. Then he guided himself into Dustin, letting out some sort of tribal cry as he did, flailing his hands in the air, and thrusting his hips, plunging his penis into Dustin’s waiting hole. It was amusing and hot all at the same time.

“What the FUCK!?” a voice said from behind, as Dylan happened to catch the action, standing there in his boxers, stunned at the sight he was witnessing. “Are you guys crazy or what?” he asked, as he was assumingly making his way to the kitchen for another beer. Trevor stopped all of a sudden.

“You’re next, Dylan. Want a piece of this baby?” he asked, as he took his cum slicked cock out of Dustin’s ass and shook it at Dylan.

“Fuck that shit, dude. Is this what you call a shareholder’s meeting? Shit, I hope I never have to attend,” he said, as he stared around the room at all the hard or semi-hard cocks on all his naked brothers. “You dudes are fucking crazy. Looks more like a bukkake to me,” he said, then turned and headed into the kitchen, still shaking his head. I could tell he was kind of peeking around the island though, interested in what male members he was able to see. He took his time getting his beer and heading back to his room, as we noticed a little tenting in his bulky boxers. We could tell he definitely liked what he saw.

Trevor told Dylan it was his loss, giving up an opportunity to experience Trevor cock, but Dylan ignored him as he left. Trevor put his hands in the air as his pelvis thrust his cock in and out of Dustin’s hungry hole. Trevor dramatized his orgasm, wanting all of us to experience it with him, as he contorted his face and slammed his heavy pubed clad cock hard into Dustin’s hole, then shaking his whole body as his cock unloaded his ball seed into Dustin’s ass. Then he collapsed on top of Dustin and kissed him passionately. In a surprising move, Trevor pulled out of Dustin then straddled him and inserted Dustin’s cock into his ass and rode him like a champ. We all chanted, ‘you go guy’, until it was clear that Trevor took Dustin’s load. As he raised up, he let some of Dustin’s sperm slide out of his ass, onto Dustin’s cock and pubes. Someone yelled, ‘clean up’, and Allen and OBB jumped in and cleaned our boy up. Trevor raised his hands in triumph. “That was a hot fuck, Dust. Enjoyed it, dude. We need to do that more often,” Trevor told Dustin, who was totally surprised by Trevor’s move. But then, it was Trevor. One never knew what he was going to do.

Ethan was the last to add his semen to Dustin. I could tell he was nervous and also flaccid. I told him to let Dustin suck his cock to get him hard. There were multiple offers to fluff Ethan. Any of the guys would have given anything to have sucked our straight boy’s cock, but the honors should go to Dustin, we thought. Dustin did a miraculous job of getting Ethan hard, running his tongue all over Ethan’s junk, balls, cock head and even asshole. He had him good and hard, even leaking pre-cum. We announced he was ready to breed. Dustin guided him into his hole and welcomed Ethan’s manhood into his body. Dustin gave him a cute smile, as he felt the fullness of Ethan’s erection inside him. Ethan was rather amazed himself, and began to get his rhythm going. Again, he was having a little problem cumming, so I ran my finger through his asscrack and inserted it into his asshole, hitting his ‘P’ spot, creating an orgasm for him, one that almost rocked his world. Dustin pulled Ethan’s head to him and kissed him passionately. Ethan’s cock finally fell out of Dustin’s hole and with it a stream of man fluid. Allen and OBB jumped in for the cleanup, enjoying their job. We helped Dustin to his feet. I could tell he was clinching his anus to keep from making an even bigger mess. He kissed every one of us one more time, then headed off to the toilet to make a deposit.

Our second new shareholder initiated, we all headed naked to the showers and cleaned up. It was very late at this point. I asked Ethan if he wanted to spend the night instead of going back to his dorm. He thought he might rather do that than to head back this late by himself, although I offered to drive him. He was worn out from working and then the nervousness over having to perform an unnatural act in his mind, although determined to see it through. Jake and I threw him into bed between us, even though he said he’d sleep on the floor or the couch. We promised not to molest him, just sleep, so he was good.

I woke up the next morning with Ethan’s morning wood up against my asshole. I kind of moved my ass a little to position the tip of his penis up against it. I had to admit, he felt good there. I pushed my ass a little harder up against his stiffness, trying to work the head of his penis inside me. To my surprise, he moved his arm over me and snuggled even further up against me. I moved his hand down to my boner and let it rest against it, his fingers caressing my member absentmindedly. I suppose I was taking advantage of his sleep, but the closeness and mild intimacy felt wonderful. I had the head of his cock up against my asshole and his fingers wrapped around my boner. Could I honestly say this boy was straight, I wondered, although kidding myself, of course. Still, I relished the moment. The moment was very short lived, as the alarm went off and Ethan rolled over on his back, bringing his hands up to rub his eyes. I did reach over and feel his morning wood, and cupped his balls, making him smile. Then I kissed him good morning on his cheek. Jake leaned over him, kissing me passionately, then we both hugged Ethan, pressing his naked body between us.

“Wow, this is an interesting way to wake up. Never had this experience before,” he commented.

“Is it a bad thing?” I had to ask.

“No, I slept really well, but then I was really beat. It’s an interesting thing, I guess you could say, just never experienced anything like it. But, I love both of you, so I guess it’s a good thing,” he said, as he stretched out his legs and arms trying to totally wake up. I shook his boner one more time, causing him to giggle, then jumped out of bed.

The rest of the guys were surprised to see Ethan still with us as we showered together, getting ready for school. Dustin told us that Dylan had questions for him when he finally got to bed last night. We asked him what kind of questions.

“He wanted to know what the heck I was doing with everyone wanting to fuck me. I explained the initiation process and the true love and trust we had between us, as evidenced by the intimacy in the initiation. I told him it was a very meaningful experience that all of us showed for one another, forming a strong bond between us. He seemed interested, but wouldn’t admit it, saying it was really weird and he could never understand us college guys. I told him love transcended everything. It didn’t matter what education level you were when it came to love and trust for your fellow brothers. He told me you guys weren’t my brothers, you were just friends. I told him as much as we loved one another, we were each other’s family and the bonds were sometimes stronger than our own natural families. He said he didn’t understand that at all. I told him if he stuck around us long enough, he definitely would understand someday. He said he didn’t think he ever could. I assured him he would. Then the last thing he told me was that I had a nice cock and ass, in case I didn’t know. I thanked him for the compliment. Then he turned over and went to sleep. Go figure,” Dustin informed us. Jake and I found that most interesting.

We all had a quick breakfast and cup of coffee, then headed off to class. We hugged and kissed Ethan goodbye as we parted. He thanked us again for letting him stay last night, as he was worn out, and it felt good sleeping with friends. We told him anytime.

The day was pretty normal. We had lunch with Jordan and Buzz again, listening to Buzz complain about having to do so much running at the construction job site, and Jordan not seeing enough of him.

“Are you whining, having to work these days and do a little physical labor?” I asked Buzz. He smiled.

“I’m afraid I’ll be all out of energy and not able to take care of Jordan when we finally get together,” he said sheepishly. Jake and I shook our heads.

“I know, he’s so needy these days. It’s a wonder he hasn’t worn your dick out by now,” I teased. Buzz smiled, somewhat embarrassed.

“He’s definitely needy, I guess you could say, but in a good way. I can’t complain,” Buzz replied. Jordan gave him a look. “It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have all those ladders to climb up. They have a construction elevator, but they’re always sending materials up or it’s on the top floor and you wait for a long time, so you just have to climb ladders or makeshift stairs. There are three floors below the ground and three above now. We have five more floors to add above. I’m telling you, there’s a lot of running around just to get and give information,” he explained, wanting some sympathy. I gave him an unsympathetic look. “Hey stop by sometime and I’ll show you what I’m talking about,” he offered.

“I guess I’ll have to check you out, Buzz, just to see if you’re pulling my dick or what,” I teased.

“Wow, don’t think I have, but I would if it would help my situation,” he chided. Jordan gave him a look. I patted him on the back.

Jordan said that Ken had stopped by to look at the office space for the accounting staff and asked a million questions about personnel issues and procedures. Jordan said Ken had been consulting with someone in that area, and Jordan suggested Ken keep doing that and spare him. I was happy to hear Ken was pursuing what he needed for the personnel issues. Jordan said Ken told him what he needed in the form of office equipment for the new accounting staff. Jordan said he got that ordered and they’d be delivering the equipment tomorrow.

“Ken’s not a bad looking guy, actually,” Jordan mentioned, getting Buzz’s attention.

“Ken’s a very nice looking guy and nicely put together also,” I informed him. Jordan’s eyebrows raised. “I kind of helped him find his new life on our team. He and another one of my frat brothers have become a couple, which I was glad to see. Ken’s a smart guy, and a valuable asset to our team. You’ll have to get to know him better,” I suggested.

“Well don’t get to know him too well,” Buzz interjected, with a slight hint of jealousy. I had to smile at that, as did Jake.

“I’m sure his working with Ken will not interfere with your love life, Buzz. You’re kind of new to this also and Josh and I didn’t do anything physical with you to move that along, other than a little inspection in our shower one night. We just might have to get together for a further inspection of the goods sometime, Josh, just to make sure Buzz is good for the long run. He hasn’t been Josh and Jake tested yet. He looks like he needs to be,” Jake teased. I had to laugh. Buzz looked halfway interested.

“You wouldn’t want to fool around with an amateur like me. From what Jordan tells me, you two are experts at male sex. On the other hand, maybe there’re some things I can learn from you guys,” Buzz suggested. Jake and I looked at each other and smiled, then fist bumped each other. Buzz and Jordan both smiled. I reached over and felt Jordan’s junk under the table. The boy definitely had a boner going. He just smiled at me.

“I guess we need a consulting session with our architect and attorney, Jake. Be sure and put that one on our calendar. I sure wouldn’t want to miss that meeting,” I assured them.

Buzz pitched his idea of the office building again, as usual, lobbying me to pass it by Stoney for sure this weekend. I listened, but made no promises.

We finished eating, then Jake and I headed out to American Lit. Sarah and Riley were there. Sarah razzed me again about keeping Ethan for a meeting on Friday night, her date night with him. Riley just laughed. He told Sarah that I was turning Ethan gay and she might never have a chance with him. I told Riley that was the farthest thing from the truth. He was my little brother and I had to watch over him. Riley gave me that look, like he believed something else. I couldn’t imagine how he could suspect anything.

Swim practice finally over, we went straight to the showers, and although Aiden was eager to get to the steam room again today, we decided to forgo it, as we needed to get back to the bar and get our work done to prepare for the evening’s initiation again tonight. I was in hopes to get this one over with earlier, then get some sleep, after dragging today from the late nighter we had last night. Still, as were all the rest of the guys, I was eager to drill Zach and Brady, two loves of my life. Not that Jake and I couldn’t have them anytime, it was more memorable in an initiation setting. We were all eager to make them part of our company, as much as we all loved both of them. I did manage to get two fingers up Zach’s ass in the showers, telling him I was just loosening him up a little. He said he might need that, and thanked me for it. I told him the pleasure was all mine. I saw Ethan looking on, probably wondering how it was going to feel on Friday night when he had to lay open his hole to the whole group. He was definitely nervous and not looking forward to it, I could tell. I continued to give him an out, saying we could all jack off in our hands and then stick some of our cum up his asshole to simulate anal sex with him, that way he’d have all our seed inside him. He could suck us off if he wanted, make us cum, then we could artificially inseminate him. He said, as much as that intrigued him, but not really, he wanted to be like all the rest of the guys and see this thing through. I again told him he didn’t have to, but he was determined.

Back at the bar, we had a quick beer with Jordan and Buzz, who stopped by after work for a beer and burger before heading to Buzz’s place. Buzz looked worn out, and again complained about all the running he had to do. I asked him about Todd and Chad. Buzz said Todd and Chad would concentrate on certain areas and be on the job site most of the day, not running back and forth to the trailer. Jordan told Buzz he’d give him a sensuous massage later to work the kinks out. Buzz was all for that. I told Buzz getting worn out did have its advantages. He had to agree with me on that.

Fritz caught me before I got back to the office. “Any new thoughts on moving Dylan somewhere. This situation got even worse today with a new guy we just hired,” Fritz started to tell me, making me remember what Cody told me about Jerome starting today.

“Let me guess, is the new guy possibly Jerome, by chance?” I asked.

“Yes, how did you know?” Fritz asked. I rolled my eyes.

“So which one is the bigger asshole, Dylan or Jerome?” I asked.

“Well they kind of got into it today. Jerome seems to be a know it all, and you can imagine how that plays with Dylan,” Fritz replied. “I thought I was going to have to fire them both today, although I know we really can’t do that with Dylan. I finally told them both to shut up or they were both going. I must have missed something with this Jerome guy when I interviewed him, although he seemed fairly normal at the time, and I thought Eric said you mentioned he was a friend of yours. For the life of me, I don’t know what you thought about him as a friend. He doesn’t strike me as having many friends at all, if any, as sour as his personality seems to be and as strong as he comes off to others,” Fritz explained. I shook my head.

“I told Eric not to hire the guy as he was an asshole. Which, you just confirmed. Now we seem to have two of them. He told me Doug, George and Edgar don’t much like him either. I told Fritz, I had to agree with them.

The last couple of hours haven’t been too bad since I put my foot down. I told Jerome if he didn’t want this to be his last day, he needed to shut up and just do what he was told. I go the opinion he didn’t much like hearing that. Get this, Josh. The boy had the balls to tell me he was gay and knew I was gay. He said I was kind of cute and he might like to fuck me sometime. I told him I didn’t mix business with pleasure and I had plenty of other really close friends to depend on for sex if I needed it. That seemed to disappoint him, but I was blown away by his arrogance,” Fritz explained.

“Fritz, Jerome is a dick, just a pure dick. Eric must have been so desperate to staff your needs, he forgot what I told him about Jerome. I simply told him to interview him like he was interested in hiring him, then not call him back. I guess he forgot about the not calling him back part. Poor Eric. He’s stressed too. I’m sorry, Fritz. We didn’t mean to stress you out even more. You have a great group with the three guys, George, Doug and Edgar, even Edgar is going to school. He’s got a hot little ass also. Not bad to look at, and kind of sweet personality also,” I mentioned.

“Josh, you’re thinking with your dick again, although I don’t mind looking at him also, even though I would never touch the boy. I keep my personal life separate from business, except when it comes to you and Jake. Then, I’m all yours, but you’re busy most of the time. Heinie’s been pretty busy lately also, so not much coming from him lately. He’s got a couple of needy clients, that when in town, keep him for some all nighters at times. One of them gave him a Rolex watch recently. The thing had to cost $5K or more. Still, I’d never want to do what he does. That’s not me. I have to care about someone first. But Heinie, he doesn’t care. He just enjoys making guys feel special and gets paid big bucks for it,” Fritz explained. I told him it took a different person to do what he did.

“Here you have a street punk, Dylan, who never had a chance having to fend for himself from the early age of 14, selling himself for whatever he could get. The kid is handsome when you clean him up, nice body, only too thin right now. You have Trent, a young college guy, who took care of the cleaner business or student crowd, but by no means anyone with money, like Heinie hangs with. Trent got very little of the money he tricked for. He’s got a cute college boy look that older guys like, but Heinie, he knows how to make the big bucks. They each fuck and get fucked, but the difference in compensation is unbelievable,” Fritz remarked.

“Yes, but look at the difference in personalities, Fritz. Heinie is smooth, able to mix with the elite of this world. He’s very worldly, European like you, a sophisticated German accent that intrigues the intellectuals, and he travels in some elite circles. Trent is a clean-cut college boy that likes sex and can get paid for it. Dylan, was a street kid. He’d fuck or get fucked for whatever he could get out of anyone. Let’s face it, he was kind of a street whore, who mainly entertained drunk hourly workers that occasionally wanted a little boy ass to avoid having to deal with the fat nagging wife when they got home. I guess it was more, what those guys could afford, which is what Dylan needed to get by. Poor Dylan had to pay the price of getting caught. X was to blame for Trent, but Trent got nabbed in the process. Heinie, he’s a sophisticated consultant, but we both know what he really is and what he really does. Interesting in itself. They all three fuck and get fucked. They’re all good looking and have nice bodies, but you’re so right, look at the disparity in compensation. Not sure what any of that means, it’s just always made me wonder. But, you and me, Fritz, if you love your friends and they enjoy doing the same things you do, why do you need anything else?” Fritz agreed with me and gave me a quick hug, thanking me for being the great boss and friend I was. I reminded him we didn’t solve any of his personnel problems. He told me he’d persevere. I told him I needed to take Dylan to get him some cooler weather clothes and would do that tomorrow afternoon, since it was Friday, and we didn’t have swim practice. That would give Fritz a little break and a chance to evaluate Jerome without the interference of Dylan. Fritz thought that was a great idea. If we had Jerome, and he could function okay with the current staff if Dylan was out of there, then I couldn’t really fire the guy right off that bat, now that we had him. Although I had no interest in Jerome working for us, Dylan was more my problem I had to solve.

Andy came and found me a little later, looking concerned. “Hey, I was just in the kitchen and saw Jerome of all people in there working with the guys. What the heck is that all about?” he asked me concerned.

“Surprised me too, Andy. Eric mistakenly hired the guy to work on kitchen staff, trying to get Fritz help. Oh, and get this, he’s already had a blow up with Dylan, as if that’s a major surprise,” I replied.

“You could tell something was going on, because you could cut the tension in there with a knife. I just thought that was typical Jerome. He has a nasty habit of creating tension, if you recall,” Andy reminded me. I told him I knew all too well. “Oh, he asked me what I was doing here. I told him I owned part of the place. That seemed to really set him back. Then he said we’d have to get together sometime and I could explain to him how all this came about. I told him I didn’t think so, but this was one of several companies we owned and the list continues to grow. Then he suggested I must be rich now. I told him that was not true, we were reinvesting in the business and letting it continue to grow while we were in school. Then he said he missed me and he guessed he really fucked up. I told him he had his life and I had mine, and mine no longer included him, and not to think it ever would again. Then I turned around and left. I have no interest in even talking to him. Wait until I get hold of Eric,” Andy said, somewhat upset.

“Be kind, he’s under a lot of stress lately, Andy. I’m sure he misunderstood what I told him about Jerome, which was very little other than I didn’t think he needed to hire him. He probably thought, since Jerome told him he was a friend of mine, he was okay to hire. We love Eric, so be kind,” I advised. Andy smiled and said he would just tease him about it. I quick hugged him.

I did find Eric and filled him in about Jerome. He apologized profusely. I told him we’d work it out, then gave him a quick hug. “How you holding out these days?” I asked.

“It’s tough having to take care of a family, go to school and work full time also. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy, but when I have time for little Josh, it all seems worthwhile. That little fellow will melt your heart and make every other problem you have fade away. I swear he’s a lot like you, full of energy and personality. You’re going to have competition someday from your Godchild. He’s got a lot of energy,” Eric said proudly.

“I can’t wait for him to grow up a little so we can really have some fun with him,” I replied. Erick smiled. He said he looked forward to that also, hoping we could give the boy a future down the road as well as the company was doing. I told him that was almost assured. Then I mentioned that at some point in time, when we could give him more money, we’d set aside some stock for him to become involved as a shareholder of the company. Right now, unlike the rest of our shareholders working with us, all his compensation went towards his support of his family, where the rest of the guys’ compensation went towards retiring the notes for their stock. When we would get to a point where we could bonus him more money he didn’t need to live on, we could set him up with some stock also. Eric said he totally understood, but liked where I was going. I told him he might have to pay the price sexually to become an intimate shareholder. He said he could do most anything, just not take a dick up his ass. I laughed, but knew I had to come up with a different initiation process for our non-gay future shareholders that would still allow for intimacy between us, just not the ultimate. I told Eric, we had another shareholder meeting tonight so he’d have to handle the bar with Devin, Sandy, Chuck, but could pull Seth and Lance in if he had to, in order to cover the bar. Eric said he’d manage. He reminded me that Thursday nights weren’t all that busy. I told him I knew he could. Eric promised to keep a close eye on Jerome and to fire him if Fritz gave him just cause. I pinched his ass a little, making him smile, then he was on his way.

Gradually, we all made it back upstairs to the apartment in anticipation of another fun night of initiating new shareholders. We had two guys to initiate tonight. I asked the guys if they had plenty of ball milk, as we had to sire two guys. They laughed and said that was a slow night, making me wonder, as we stripped off and headed for the showers together.

We gave Brady and Zach special attention in the showers, as we prepared them for their initiation. We even got Ethan hard with our attention to his junk and ass. He was still nervous regardless of our show of affection.

Drying off, we anxiously made our way to the living room to start the initiation process. Brady asked, since the two of them had sex together almost every night, did they really need to have sex with each other or just let the rest of us breed them. I told them according to the rules, they should do it in front of us. Somehow that made them very happy. Brady wanted Zach to take him first, as he laid down on the padded table. Zach ate Brady’s ass extremely well, making him leak some significant pre-cum. Zach had Brady suck his cock to get him good and hard to penetrate Brady. Zach lined up with Brady’s sweet hole and gently penetrated him. Brady looked amazed at the feel of his lover’s penis back in his body, making the two one again. Zach leaned over and kissed Brady passionately, as he drove his penis in and out of Brady’s sweet asshole, making the rest of us drool pre-cum, as we watched the two make some powerful love. It was amazing to watch Zach’s sweet ass, his balls hanging below and banging up against Brady’s sweet ass, as he plunged his dick into the soft, slick willingness of Brady’s loving asshole. Zach stiffened up, giving Brady a few hard thrusts, then unloading his ball juice into Brady. Brady pulled him to him, hugged him tightly and kissed him all over. It was so hot, I nearly shot my own load just watching, as Jake and I instinctively gently stroked each other’s hard pre-cum leaking cocks.

“Mount me fast. I’m about to cum,” Brady urgently told Zach. Zach pulled out of Brady’s ass and immediately straddled him and penetrated his own ass with Brady’s swollen, cum filled cock. Brady gave him a few hard thrusts, then unloaded into Zach’s ass, Zach’s face full of delight as he felt the warm ball seed of his lover flood his bowels. We all clapped, relieved it was all over and we hadn’t cum, watching this hot demonstration of love that horned us up like crazy. Zach finally got up off of Brady and took a bow. I leaned in and kissed him passionately, telling him he and Brady were one hot couple. Zach smiled from ear to ear. Zach went over and laid on the couch, putting his legs in the air. They told us to take them at will until they both had been seeded. Zach wanted Jake or me first. Jake took Brady and I took Zach. I swear Zach’s hot ass had me off in no time, and I was pumping a healthy load of male semen into his guts, making the boy extremely grateful, his cock leaking pre-cum once again. He kissed me passionately and told me he loved me over and over. After me, Allen took Zach and OBB took Brady. We bred the two that way, until we had each ejaculated one time. Then we had a beer while naked, giving our balls a chance to regenerate, although that time was minimal compared to the hot fuck scenes we were witnessing. Even Ethan didn’t need any help getting off in Zach’s ass. He seemed horned up enough to let his body react to what it felt and the love he had for Zach. I was quite impressed with my straight boy. He was starting to get it, I thought.

During our break, Dylan walked in, shocked once more to see us all naked and shook his head. “I can’t believe you guys are fucking each other again. Damn you college guys are strange. Just leave my ass alone,” he insisted.

“Sure you don’t want some of this fine meat, Dylan?” Trevor asked him, shaking his cum leaking dick at him, getting Dylan’s attention and longing glance.

“I’ve seen better,” Dylan answered. We all sounded off as disappointed. Dylan quickly moved to the bedroom and disappeared.

After our break and a great discussion of asses and cocks, we started round two. Those that hadn’t fucked Brady lined up for him and vice-versa for Zach. One by one we each bred the one we hadn’t bred before, until we filled up both the boys’ asses with everyone’s ball juice. We pulled them up to their feet finally, as cum slowly flowed out of their asses and down their inner thighs and legs. Allen and OBB helped clean them up a little, then they hastily took off for the toilets to purge themselves of what wanted to come out. We all headed to the showers to shower them with our kisses and love, as we sensuously washed them and welcomed them to the company.

After showering, Trevor, Andy and Ashton took off, after kissing and hugging us all goodbye. Zach and Brady headed to their room, their asses well worked for the night. Dustin said he had some studying to do. Jake and I decided to head to our bedroom, when Ethan caught me.

“Do you think we could do what we talked about the other night?” he asked. I remembered he wanted to see what it was like to be penetrated ahead of having to take on the whole group tomorrow night.

“Yeh, we probably need to do that. Want to spend the night with us again?” I asked. Ethan smiled, as if he liked the closeness we all had the night before. “Have you been practicing with the toys Allen lent you?” I asked.

“Yes. Sometimes I even walk around with one up my ass, just to get used to opening me up some. It was hard at first, but then I kind of got used to it. I even wore one of the smaller ones to class a couple of days ago. I bent over one time and I swear, I almost creamed my jeans, it hit something down there that made me want to cum in the worst way,” he explained. I had to chuckle, telling him that was a distinct possibility. “After the first night of initiation, I put the larger one up my hole, then my underwear back on, as I studied in my dorm room. My roomy gave me some shit about acting like I had a stick up my ass, the way I walked. I just told him, I twisted my foot earlier that day, but hopefully, it would go away. Gawd, I didn’t need for him to know what I was doing. I lived in fear he was going to find those sometime. I had to keep them in my backpack in a black bag, praying I wouldn’t get hit by a car, or something, and have those fly out and land beside me, making me have to explain anything. How embarrassing would that ever be. I’m more than happy to give the things back to Allen, trust me on that,” he assured us. Jake and I laughed.

“Oh, one thing you might want to do, before being initiated tomorrow night, is to make sure you’re clean down there. You might want to give yourself an enema to clean yourself out so you don’t give any of the guys a bunch of your shit on their cocks,” I cautioned.

“Oooo, that sounds really disgusting. How do you keep from having that happen?” he asked. “That didn’t happen to any of us these last few nights,” he mentioned. “I was wondering why my dick was clean, well maybe coated a little with everyone’s cum, but no shit off any of the guys we kind of had sex with.”

“Well, that’s because you kind of know when you need to clean yourself out and when it’s safe not to have to. I gave him some hygiene tips for when, that he took note.

“I’m hoping this is a once and done type of thing where after tomorrow night, my asshole will never see another cock again,” he mentioned. I smiled, as did Jake.

“Who knows, you just might like it, Ethan, and want to do more of it,” I suggested. He gave me a grimacing look on his face. “if you don’t usually have a bowel movement around this time of the day, you’re probably safe for tonight, but you might want to do a little prep for tomorrow night with all the action you’re going to get,” I suggested. He said he would, only that didn’t sound too appealing to him, to give himself an enema. I told him it was a piece of cake. The three of us sat on the bed. I started stroking his cock, as I kissed him. Jake was sucking on his perky nipples. Then Jake and I swapped positions. I started sucking his cock, which reacted extremely well to my attention. Apparently, Ethan’s cock seemed to like the oral stimulation it received. I wasn’t sure what he was thinking about in his mind, but his dick definitely loved my lips, giving me the taste of pre-cum, which I loved tasting from someone I cared for so much.

I got up and pushed him back on the bed, then spread his legs, and kneeled down between them, raising them up so I could attack his hole with my tongue. Jake began sucking on his cock while I rimmed his hair lined asshole. The boy literally shook with pleasure from our sensuous attention. I worked a finger into his asshole, causing him to tense up, but the action Jake gave him on his cock helped distract what he felt in his ass. He was looser than I originally thought he might be. I added more lube, then inserted two fingers into his hole and stretched him some.

“Oh, fuck, that feels weird and good all at the same time, Josh. Whew! Not quite sure what to think,” he explained. Jake and I smiled at each other. I tried inserting three fingers, which worked just at the beginning up to the first knuckle, then he said it was more than he could take. I backed my fingers out, lubed up my cock, which was throbbing in anticipation of taking Ethan’s cherry. My pre-cum didn’t hurt the process at all, adding to the lube I spread on my cock and his hole. Jake held his legs up and apart, as I put the head of my penis up against his hole. Ethan was almost shaking. Again, I reminded him he did not have to do this. He told me to go for it. I slowly and gently inserted the head of my penis into his waiting hole. He seemed to relax a little as I just held it there. So far so good, I think we both felt. I gradually inched my dick in further. I could tell he was extremely nervous and tense. I told him to relax and just let himself get used to it. He said, in no uncertain terms, there was nothing to get used to, it wasn’t natural to do something like this. I begged to differ with him. I slowly moved further in.

“You okay?” I asked, concerned, as he didn’t seem to be breathing.

“Yep, Okay,” he said sharply, only I knew he was lying.

“You want me to stop?” I asked. He shook his head ‘no’, his teeth clenched tightly together, again appearing not to be breathing. I was about three-fourths of the way in when he stopped me. I just held there waiting for him to be comfortable to move on. “I can come out of you, if that would help,” I offered.

“No, then we’d just have to do it again,” he said stressfully.

“Ethan, I love you too much to ever hurt you. If this isn’t working for you, then let’s stop,” I offered again. Again, he shook his head and wanted to continue. His penis was flaccid at this point, his mind on the pain he was feeling in his ass. Suddenly, he exhaled and seemed to relax some, but not completely.

“It feels better now,” he told us, feeling the worst was over. “My butt just kind of relaxed and it feels much better now.”

“It loosens up and becomes wonderful, actually,” I told him, as I began to gently move my cock slowly in his ass. He actually relaxed, and said it was weirdly strange, but it felt interesting. “Come on, Ethan, admit it. It feels hot, doesn’t it?” Ethan smiled at me. I leaned in and kissed him. “Look, even your dick likes it. You’re hard again,” I mentioned, looking down at his hard pre-cum leaking cock. I had to admit, his hot ass felt great on my cock, but I had to be careful, as I was close to cumming.

“Okay, Josh, let me have a piece of his ass,” Jake told me, thinking we were just playing around with Ethan to get his ass conditioned to take cock, and plenty of it, tomorrow night.

“Damn, I almost hate to give this hot ass of his up, Jake, but for you, sure, take it. Show him what a real man can do,” I teased. Ethan smiled. I slowly withdrew my cock from his loving hole.

“Oh, wow, that felt weird when you took your dick out. It’s almost like I miss it. How fucked up is that?” Ethan asked. I smiled at him and kissed him once more.

“It’s always here for you, Ethan. You can have my cock anytime you want it, as long as it’s not in Jake’s ass at the time,” I told him, chiding.

“That’s fucked up, Josh, but funny,” he admitted, chuckling.

“Come to Papa,” Jake said, as he lined up his cock with Ethan’s hole. I dribbled some lube on his shaft, then he gently penetrated Ethan’s ass, sliding all the way in. Ethan’s eyes got big.

“Wow, this doesn’t feel bad. Damn, the pressure feels kind of hot. My cock is so hard and feels like it’s under a lot of pressure. Damn, Jake, you feel pretty good in there. This isn’t supposed to happen. It’s crazy, not natural. Why does it feel so damned good? That’s not right,” Ethan said, somewhat concerned.

“Just let you body enjoy it, Ethan. Let your body react to it like it wants to. Don’t hold back,” I said, as he stiffened up, and shot four huge shots of cum all over his abs and belly. He felt limp.

“Oh, fuck, I hate to say it, but that felt so damned good, guys. That really blew my mind. No wonder you guys like doing this with one another. I’ve never felt so close to any one like this before. That was hot. I hate to say it, but that was hot,” he said, as I leaned over and sucked the rest of his ball seed from his cock, squeezing it at the base and running my fingers up his shaft, forcing out the remaining male fluid into my mouth and savoring his taste. Then Jake and I licked up his warm watery cum from his abs, then kissed him again. He made a face, knowing he was tasting his own cum. “How do you guys eat that shit?” he asked. Jake and I looked at each other then kissed, passionately sharing his seed between us. Ethan shook his head. “That’s kind of gross,” he said shaking his head.

“It’s part of you, Ethan. You took that from your balls and gave it to Jake and I to taste and savor, sharing your love with us,” I explained. He shook his head at us.

“You make something that seems gross to me sound beautiful. I’m not sure about this,” he said, still trying to wrap his head around my explanation. Jake and I smiled at one another.

I got some tissues and cleaned him up a little. It was late and time to go to sleep. We put Ethan between us once again. “This is so weird sleeping naked between two guys and playing with cocks and fucking one another. I’m not sure I’ll ever be the same after this,” he said, as he snuggled up his ass against my semi-hard cock, making it hard again. He noticed that and teased it with his ass.

“You want fucked again?” I asked, puzzled.

“It would probably help, seeing as I have to take several cocks tomorrow night. I guess the more practice the better. Once this is over, that door is closed,” he reminded me. I spit in my hand and lubed up my cock, then entered him from behind, as he had his back to me, laying on his side, the first time he’d ever taken a cock that way. “Fuuuucccckkkk,” he said as I penetrated him. Jake turned around and sucked on his cock while I fucked his ass.

“You want to feel what it’s like to cum inside you?” I asked him, since he needed more practice.

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt. Probably should,” he replied. I kissed the back of his neck, nuzzled his ear lobe and played with his nipples, as I thrust my cock with more effort than the last time, giving him a more realistic approach to what he was going to feel tomorrow night. He was panting, seemingly enjoying this at the time.

“Fuck, this is so weird but feels so freaking great,” he said, almost breathless. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and hugged him tightly against me, as I rammed my cock as deep into him as I could, then spewed my seed deep in his bowels. “Fuck I’m gonna cum again,” he said urgently and filled Jake’s mouth with another load of his sperm.

“Damn, Ethan, you’re as bad as Dustin when it comes to blowing loads. Shit, that one was as healthy as the last one. Tastes good too. Lots of protein there. Helps with the muscles. Thanks, buddy,” Jake said smacking his lips. Ethan shook his head at Jake like he was crazy.

My cock finally slipped out of his asshole. Ethan turned around and kissed me. “Thanks, Josh. I can see why you guys really love one another. Sharing each other like this has to bring you guys closer than anyone could ever imagine. I’m blown away. I think I still like girls though, but I wouldn’t have missed this experience for the world. You guys are truly intimate brothers of mine now. That can never be changed,” he said with tears in his eyes. Jake and I hugged him tightly between us. We soon fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I woke up about a half hour before the alarm went off to Ethan putting lube on my morning wood. I looked down at him as he lubed me up. Then he straddled me and mounted me, sliding his ass down on my pole. “Didn’t you get enough last night?” I asked curiously, but enjoying his anal attention.

“I don’t have long before tonight and I need the practice,” he replied.

“Suit yourself. But, I think you really like this, and are just afraid to admit it,” I told him as he slid down my pole, his balls hitting my pubes, with his cock springing to attention. I reached down and starting jacking his hard cock, as he rode my cock, driving it deeper into his ass every time he hit the downstroke. “Fuck, Ethan, I think you’re really into this. You take a dick like a pro there, boy,” I chided. Ethan smiled at me, then bent down and kissed me somewhat passionately. Jake finally woke up. He looked up at Ethan riding my cock as he rubbed his eyes.

“Again?” he asked surprised.

“The boy can’t seem to get enough of our cocks, Jake. I guess we broke him in pretty good,” I remarked.

“Okay, so it feels good, actually it feels great, but it’s still weird. Today is the last day for this ever again,” he proclaimed. Jake and I looked at each other and laughed.

“Hey, don’t waste that hot ass of yours on Josh’s dick, come get some of mine,” Jake told him, as Jake lubed up his own cock, ready to penetrate Ethan again. Ethan smiled at me, enjoying his ride, but I motioned for him to move over to Jake, which he did willingly. He sighed, as Jake’s nice cock filled him up inside, as he slid down to his balls. Jake seemed to like it as well. I leaned over and kissed Jake passionately, while continuing to stroke Ethan’s swollen cock. Jake let him ride above him for a brief time, then rolled him over on his back, and put it to him. I moved behind Jake and penetrated Jake’s ass, shocking the hell out of Ethan. I told Ethan we had Jake in a sandwich, fucking and getting fucked at the same time. Ethan blew his load almost immediate. I came out of Jake and fired my load on the two of them, hitting Ethan in the face with my first shot, Jake taking the rest of my load in his mouth. He then shot his load all over Ethan. We then collapsed together in a pile in the bed.

“Okay, that was kind of wild,” Ethan finally managed to say. “Wow, I mean that was unbelievable. You guys do know how to have fun. I’ll give you that much,” he said, trying to get his breath, his cummy cock leaking cum all over his pubes. I licked some of it off for him, again making him squeamish as he watched. Then I ran my tongue across his, giving him a taste of a combination of all of us. He finally gave up and accepted the fact, cum wasn’t that bad. The alarm finally went off, forcing us to get out of bed.

“You get enough practice?” I asked him, as I kissed him one more time.

“I don’t know if one can ever get enough practice,” he replied.

“Well, you can spend the night anytime you want and get more,” I offered. He smiled and kissed me again. We headed to the showers.

The guys were happy to see him in the showers for the second day straight, offering to help bathe him. At this point, he didn’t care and accepted their fondling and caressing, giving him a boner for the second time this morning. Finally, we had to end our morning intimacy and get ready for class. Ethan ate breakfast and had a cup of coffee with us before heading out, wondering what kind of excuse he could give his roommate this time for not coming home last night. I told him to tell him he worked late at the bar and crashed here. He said his roomy knew we were basically a gay bar and would think he was gay himself if he made that kind of excuse. I told him ‘if the shoe fits’. He laughed and said that wasn’t funny. He thought his roomy was homophobic, definitely into girls. I suggested he make it sound innocent, like he was vying for some shares of stock to make him wealthy. He said th thought he could explain that.

Jake and I kissed Ethan goodbye as we went different directions to class. He thanked us over and over for the assistance we gave him, saying he wasn’t as nervous about tonight as he had been. He thought he could handle the rest of the guys. He did ask if Jake and I could be first tonight to open him up, since he was used to us now. I told him, it would be an honor. He shook his head and laughed, but said he was good to go.

Jake and I chuckled at the progress Ethan had made in one short week. He was such a cute guy, and damn his virgin ass felt so good. We reminisced about the hot night we had with him and this morning’s sex to top it off. Made us hard just talking about it as we walked to class.

Arriving at Stat class, Phil informed us, he lined up five additional football players for the wet underwear contest. He said these guys didn’t care if they were naked, as bold and crazy as they were. I informed him they couldn’t get naked, but they could wear whatever underwear they wanted and put on a show. The top prize we offered was $1,000. Phil said that would definitely attract a lot of guys that would participate, gay or straight. Nobody gave a shit, in his words, for a thousand bucks. We thanked him for spreading the word. Jake reminded me he was going to let his old roommate, Sean, know, since he was somewhat of an exhibitionist.

We met Andy, Trevor and Thad for coffee at the SU right after Stat class and before Marketing. Trevor said he was anxious to tap Ethan’s ass, as sweet as it looked. I told him to go easy on him, as he wasn’t used to anything like this. We didn’t want to traumatize the boy. Trevor just smiled, but I warned him again. I knew Trevor would be thoughtful, even though he acted crazy. I didn’t tell any of them Jake and I had tried Ethan out last night and broke him in. Andy asked Jake and me if we were excited to finally meet with Stoney tomorrow and find out what our next big adventure was. We told him we were, although we still didn’t know where we were going, which prompted me to text Tom about tomorrow’s flight plans. A few minutes later I got a text back from him, saying that he still hadn’t received any instructions, other than times. He was to bring Greer with him and James, with a departure time from the City at 11:30, fly to Uni and pick up Jake and me, leaving Uni a little after noon, then onto our destination. He would get further information at 10:30 tomorrow morning. Tom said he was sorry, but that was all he knew. Tom added, he was told to dress for warm weather. At least we knew it was someplace south and warm.

“Still don’t know where we’re going, but we’re departing Uni shortly after noon. Tom said he wouldn’t know until 10:30 tomorrow morning. Oh, and he was instructed to tell us to dress for warm weather, but that was all he knew at this point,” I told the guys.

“Could be Key West then,” Jake mentioned. “Kind of plays into Greer’s conspiracy theory about where Stoney’s phone is.” I agreed.

Ty seemed excited when we arrived a few minutes early to Marketing class. “Just want to let you guys know I’ll be there to help you out on Gay Night, Saturday. Looking forward to it actually,” he said somewhat excited.

“Good for you, but Jake and I aren’t going to be there, Ty. We have a corporate meeting somewhere on Saturday, but we don’t know where. Going to meet with the boss and find out what he’s been up to for a couple of months,” I explained.

“Oh, no. Who am I going to shower with then?” Ty teased.

“Now, when you put it that way, I am disappointed we’re not going to be there,” I said sadly.

“Don’t worry, Ty. Andy, Thad and I’ll take real good care of you. In fact, you can even sleep over if you like. We’ll all sleep in Josh and Jake’s bed. It’s seen a lot of action, believe me,” Trevor teased. Ty laughed.

“You guys are some of the craziest guys I’ve ever met, but fun, I have to say. Can’t fault you for that,” Ty replied laughing.

“So what do you think this next big project involves?” Ty asked curiously, his interest peaked, knowing how excited he was about our other projects.

“Don’t know, but Stoney’s obviously been working on it for some time. Knowing him, it’ll be something interesting, I have no doubt,” I replied.

“Maybe he bought a gay porn studio and we get to make gay porn,” Trevor offered. We all laughed.

“I don’t think that’s quite Stoney’s style, Trev,” I replied. We got a chuckle out of that anyway. “I suppose you want to star in some gay porn movie and show your hairy ass to the world?” Trevor smiled.

“Just want to show Betty what she’s missing. Send her an autographed DVD copy. Wouldn’t that be the shits?” he said giggling. I slapped him on the back and shook my head.

Ty said he needed to spend more time with us on projects and get into our heads, as we definitely had some exciting things going and extremely unique marketing techniques he needed to tap into. Trevor told Ty he could get into his ass instead of his head if he wanted. Ty just laughed and shook his head at Trevor. He told us we were something else, but he had never run across such interesting guys in his whole life and we were definitely going to be tremendously successful.
 
Great chapter. Four initiations out, one left to go.

And what a cum bath has been up to now, if I may ..|

Changing topic, now poor Fritz has to deal with two pains in the ass and not in a good way [-X let's hope for the best (and for Jerome to be out asap)

And after reading that short interaction between Dustin and Dylan, maybe he can help with Dylan.

So.. Ethan's initiation is the last (massive) step before finally getting to know what's been up with Stoney: could Trevor be right? :lol:

Keep on, funtimes, keep on writing
 
I love it when the boys get together and fuck ass. Dustin had to be a hot one. Thad got to reunite himself with his roomy. Tell me that wasn't sweet.

Dylan got a surprise. Seems like he was kind of interested in the action also, even though he acted annoyed. He got to see all his roomies naked and boned up. Now when is he going to show us his stuff and jump in the fro?

Sounds like Fritz has had the shits of both Dylan and Jerome. Poor Eric misunderstood what Josh told him and hired Jerome anyway. Jerome is a dick, it seems. I still remember how obnoxiously he treated Andy at the beginning of their Freshmen year. It's a wonder Andy can even stand to be around him, although he kind of set the boundaries and tone with Jerome already. Way to go Andy.

Is Eric stressing out over school, work and parenting? That has to be hard. He should have known when breeding can cause that. Boy ass is so much safer and more fun.

Did Jake and Josh ever have fun breaking in Ethan. That was hot. I'll bet Josh never thought any of the guys would ever see the day when Ethan took a dick up his ass, until he wanted in the club. What some guys are willing to do. Kind of sounds like he didn't dislike it that much. He was getting a little eager the next morning, or was that one of those practice makes perfect scenarios?

Brady and Zach are officially in now. One more to go when Ethan makes his debut on the end of all the boy's cocks. I hope they're gentle.

The boys continue to tease Ty. Is he interested or not? May be a Conner situation, where he's interested and likes hanging out with the guys for eye candy, but doesn't think he needs to involve himself in sexual activities with the guys. I'm thinking he knows a good thing when he sees it. The guys are going to make some big bucks over time and he might want to be there with them and get involved. I'm sure you'll let us know as we go along.

Still so much going on and developing. Thankfully, I hope we have a long ways to go and you have to keep writing for a long time. Too much to consider and evaluate which will take many chapters to resolve most of what's going on. I am so grateful for that. Keep writing, FT. We all enjoy being a part of your bent experience. Can't help but love it. BC
 
Chapter 316 – Something New for Dylan and Ethan Gets Initiated

Buzz asked me again, at lunch on Friday, as the four of us sat together, to stop by sometime and see just how busy he was. I told him if it would stop his whining, I just might do that, thinking in the back of my mind, I probably should be stopping by more often. I could take pictures of our progress and send them to Stoney, so he could see we were actually building a building, a building in his name, ‘Stoney Hall’. I didn’t share that information with Buzz though, letting him sweat, as if there was anything I could do about what he had to do to earn his commission on building this project. I hadn’t heard any complaining from Todd or Chad. Speaking of those two, it was time Jake and I got reacquainted with their hot asses. It had been some time since our last pool party where our dicks visited our contractors’ sweet buttholes. I kind of missed that in a way.

“You are going to remember to bring up the office building to Stoney when you see him tomorrow, aren’t you?” Buzz asked.

“What office building?” I asked, acting oblivious to what he asked. Buzz threw a French fry at me. Jake shook his head and laughed along with Jordan.

“When are you going to learn Josh is a smartass, Buzz? You definitely should know that by now,” Jake offered. I just grinned.

“Even I still have a hard time telling when he’s serious and when he’s pulling my dick,” Jordan responded.

“Oh, you’ll know when he’s pulling your dick. Trust me on that one,” Jake volunteered.

“Yes, if Stoney’s in the mood to talk about anything other than what he wants to share with us, that’s going to impact our future dramatically, I’ll bring it up. But that depends on the mood he’s in and whether he’s on a roll for his new project. I’m not going to stifle or dilute what he’s sharing with us, as long as he’s been gone and working on this thing. There is a right time and a wrong time for this type of thing. Right now, we’re all ears as to what he has to share with us, and that is front and center on our agenda. Hopefully, there’ll be plenty of time for other conversation, but I have no idea,” I replied. Buzz said good enough. He was certainly hell bent on building this office building. I guessed it would be another significant building in town he had his name on as the architect, giving him more local clout and recognition. Who knew.

Thad and I headed to Ken’s a little early to discuss accounting business of all things and not monkey business this time. He was a little gun shy, as to what we were going to do to him as we waltzed into his office. We both just gave him a kiss on the cheek, and told him it was good to see him. He seemed greatly relieved.

“You guys are earlier than you normally are,” he noticed.

“Yeh, well, we need an update on what you found out for hiring your new personnel. Jordan said the furniture you ordered is arriving today, and he’ll have the office set up for you. You can move in as early as Monday if you want,” I informed him.

“Great,” he replied. “It will probably be later in the week sometime, but at least we’re good to go when I can get the guys there. I’ll probably have to go over there this weekend and setup some files to get things started. Did the PC/Workstations arrive also?” he asked.

“I suppose so. Jordan said everything would be delivered today. I assumed he meant everything you asked him to order,” I replied. Ken seemed relieved. “Oh, by the way, he thinks you’re cute also. Just thought I’d let you know,” I threw in. Ken looked embarrassed.

“Don’t tell James that. He might get jealous,” Ken replied.

“I wouldn’t worry about it. He said it in front of Buzz, his boyfriend and our architect, who did seem a little jealous at the time,” I informed him.

“Damn, both those guys are hot also. Maybe James and I should get to know them a little better sometime,” Ken said, somewhat excitedly.

“Don’t get too carried away. Jordan and Greer are your direct reports. I know you’re only part time at the moment, but after you get through with your masters, you need to go to work for us full time, as we talked about, for an extremely good salary, I might add,” I reminded him.

“Yes, I couldn’t make that kind of many anywhere in my profession just coming out of graduate school. I’d have to work for the big guys for years before I could get to that level. Plus, where else could I find such great guys to work with that have some very special personal benefits to offer. I am excited about getting done this year and working full time with you guys. You guys never stop growing. Let’s see, tomorrow is when you go someplace to have your corporate board meeting with your chairman to plan for the future?” he asked.

“Yep, can’t wait. This has to be good as long as Stoney’s been working on it. He said he’d explain it all tomorrow, so tomorrow it is. Jake and I are back Sunday sometime, and if it’s as magnanimous as I expect it to be, I’ll call you and let you know. Otherwise, Thad and I will see you on Monday this same time,” I told him. Ken looked excited also.

“Oh, we sold more stock subscriptions to some of the guys. We set up notes to the corporation for the sale of capital stock. You’ll have to set those up as ‘Notes Receivable’?” I asked, thinking I had it right.

“Glad to know someone’s been paying attention in class and not just looking at my dick while I’m talking,” Ken replied. We laughed.

“Hey, sometimes it’s nice to amuse oneself with looking at your dick and seeing if we can get a rise out of you,” I chided. Thad laughed. Ken shook his head at us. “I like to guess which side the head of your cock is resting on your balls, Ken. Does it hang to the right or left? Most of the time it looks like it’s to your left, but I’m never quite sure,” I teased. Ken shook his head again.

“Honestly, Josh. Do you really study my crotch that closely? I’m going to have to start wearing a jock just to keep from showing everything. I’ll bet not another person in that class looks at my crotch, but you seriously study it,” he said skeptically.

“I look at it too,” Thad admitted. “He’s not the only one. You have a nice bulge there, Ken. It’s hard not to notice it when you’re of the persuasion that notices things like that.”

“Good grief, you two. I hope you have an old fart next year and are bored to tears, because he doesn’t have any bulge to show at all,” Ken stated. “Or maybe a woman. Wouldn’t that frost your balls.”

“No, not that. Get us someone hot so we can still crotch watch when we get bored,” I asked. Ken shook his head. “You know I studied you for some time when I first met you. I picked you out in our first 101 lecture, standing down there with the other TA’s looking hot as hell and loving that smile you gave me. I was just praying you were my TA, and look where we are today,” I said excitedly.

“Wow, if that isn’t fate, I don’t know what is,” Thad suggested.

“I don’t know what to say. I guess we were destined to find each other somehow and get connected,” Ken replied.

“Oh, we got connected alright. It’s still very special when we do. Even Thad likes being connected also. Yep, you and James are keepers. I kind of got connected with him before you. He had been connected to a loser, before I hooked him up with you. All is good now, though,” I assured him. Ken said it was never better. We actually made it to class on time today, amazing the rest of the class.

Thad and I headed back to the bar. He asked me if there was anything I needed to take with me to the meeting with Stoney tomorrow. I told him I was going to take some pictures, but Stoney had access to all the financial data, so there was nothing to take there. When we got back to the office, I called Will at the ranch to see if he had any updates.

“Glad you called. I should have the whole new process up and running this next week, Josh. We’ll start bringing in the cattle the following week. All the freight has been scheduled and the test runs, so far, show everything working the way it should. We’re extremely close now,” he said proudly. I told him I was proud of him, then reminded him he had an initiation process to go through sometime when we could get him over here. He said he was looking forward to it. I assured him he’d enjoy it. He chuckled on the phone. “Greer going with you tomorrow?” he asked. I told him he was correct. “He’s been happier this week, knowing he gets to be reunited again with Stoney. He did say he might not come back if Stoney wasn’t coming back. He’s taking a bunch of stuff with him in case that’s the situation. He swore he was not leaving the guy again and if Stoney didn’t like it, he’d quit. Just thought I’d give you a heads up,” Will informed me.

“I know, it’s complicated. Greer’s missing Stoney like crazy. Can’t say I wouldn’t be like him if Jake and I were split apart like he and Stoney. Stoney’s working hard for the sake of all of us, and Greer, of all people, should appreciate that. Anyway, it’ll all be figured out tomorrow when we get to wherever he wants us to be, which we still don’t know,” I replied. Will wished us luck and a safe trip. He said he wanted to hear all about it when we got back. I assured him he would. I told him we loved him. He said he felt loved and loved us back also.

I told Thad I was going to be gone for a spell, taking Dylan to get him some warmer clothes. He wished me good luck, knowing it probably wasn’t going to be a pleasant shopping trip. I thanked him for that, and told him I wasn’t looking forward to it.

I saw Fritz before I got to the kitchen. I told him I was going to take Dylan for a couple of hours to get him some warmer clothes. He thanked my profusely and gave me a hug. He wanted to know if I could feel his pain. I chuckled, but knew he was serious.

Walking into the kitchen, Jerome was all over me, trying to kiss my ass, like he had an ‘in’ with me or something, wanting to know when we could get together for old times’ sake and have a beer together. I told him I was sorry, but didn’t have time these days. He said he got to see Andy yesterday and he looked really good, said he was doing well. He said Andy was glad to finally meet up with him again. I knew that was a bold faced lie. Andy didn’t want any part of him. He was really trying to butter me up. I wished him well, but told him we needed to keep our relationship professional and we wouldn’t be having a beer together, kind of blowing him off. He acted like I didn’t say any of that. Dylan took in the whole thing.

“Dylan, clean up what you’re doing and come with me,” I told him. Dylan looked worried with my request. He finished up what he was doing and put the rest of his salad material back in one of the big coolers, then washed his hands and met me outside the kitchen.

He didn’t say a word when he got to me. He followed me outside to the parking lot, and we got in my Jeep. I could tell he was visually upset. Finally, he spoke. “Are you taking me back?” he asked concerned.

“Back where?” I asked.

“To jail?” he asked. “I know things got a little out of hand yesterday and Fritz was pissed, but I swear that Jerome kid is an ass, even if he is a good friend of yours. I’m sorry, Josh, I shouldn’t have said what I did, but he asked for it,” Dylan blurted out, trying to make a case for me not to take him to jail. I kind of sighed.

“Dylan, Jerome is an ass. He’s not a friend of mine by any means, although he might think he is. Trust me, the guy’s a first-class dick. I’m not taking you to jail, I’m taking you to get you some warmer clothes to wear. Good grief, are you paranoid or what? I’m trying to care about you, but you’re trying to make it difficult for me,” I replied. He looked slightly relieved, not knowing what to say.

“Did you have your meeting with Conner this morning?” I asked. I saw where you walked to the police station on my phone,” I told him.

“Yes,” he responded with one word.

“Well, how did it go?” I asked, trying to get him to talk to me as I drove us to the mall.

“Okay, I guess,” he replied.

“Just okay?”

“I don’t know. You’ll have to ask him. I had to take a piss test. I peed in his cup. He said it was fine,” he replied.

“Well, what other questions did he ask you?”

“Just stuff,” Dylan said, being a man of very few words when he wanted to be.

“I’m sure he asked about how you were adjusting to living with us. Can you tell me if you are okay with things?” I asked. He shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s better than the streets or foster care ever was. Still feel like I’m in prison. Other than the police station and going with you today, I never get out of the bar,” he told me. I had to agree, he didn’t.

“Some of us are going to work out at the exercise room in the natatorium I had built for the swimmers. You want to work out with us in the evenings sometimes?” I asked. “I mean you’re welcome to,” I offered.

“Maybe,” he replied.

“Wouldn’t hurt you to bulk up a little, put some more definition on your body. Makes you feel better. We even have a steam room and hot tub there to relax your muscles after a workout. Makes you feel great. Great group of guys also, mostly just our close friends at the bar and one other swimmer wants to work out with us,” I informed him. “You’re welcome to come with us, Dylan.”

“Are they all gay?” he asked.

“Probably. You got anything against that?” I asked.

“Seriously?” he asked “It’s not like I haven’t sucked dick and taken cock up my ass. I think I’m pretty good at that,” he admitted.

“Kind of thought so, anyway. Just a group of great friends you enjoy being around,” I tried to reiterate.

“You and your friends,” he said rather sarcastically. “Do they all follow you around in a little group?” he asked. He was starting to piss me off again, but I tried to keep it in check.

“Dylan, in your entire life, didn’t you ever have any friends?” I had to ask. He kind of stared into space. He was silent for several moments. Then he spoke.

“Joey.” Was all he said.

“Who’s Joey?” I had to ask, thinking finally he had a friend out there somewhere, and maybe we could find him and reunite the two to grasp some little string of happiness to put back in his life.

“Joey was my friend,” he followed up.

“Where is Joey now? You guys still keep in touch? How close were you two?” I had to ask. He hung his head and looked at the floor of the Jeep.

“Joey and I went to grade school together and junior high, not that it’s any of your business,” he answered. I rolled my eyes, but at least I got something out of him.

“How close were you guys? Were you really good friends?” I asked.

“Close. When we got hair on our dicks we started beat’n off together out back in my shed. Shot a lot of cum in that shed. Then we graduated to sucking each other off. That was even better. His cum was nice and sweet, not like the stuff I’ve tasted from these old farts that give you five extra bucks if you let them cum in your mouth,” he replied. When we were 13, I guess we even fucked each other, but only a few times. My stepdad caught us, and that was the end of that. He told Joey’s parents and they up and moved out of town. I don’t know where he is today. Have no idea. That hurt. That’s when my stepdad said if I could suck Joey’s cock, I could suck his. He told me to show him what a good cocksucker I was. I didn’t want to suck his old gangly dick. He told me I had to do it or he’d tell my mom. Then he said if I could take Joey’s cock up my ass, I could take his. He was way bigger than Joey. Guess that’s what my mom saw in him, because he was a first-class asshole other than his cock. His cum tasted bad also. Fucker would make me swallow. It was disgusting,” he said, then stared into space, not wanting to relieve those horrible moments in his mind.

“What happened after that?” I asked, hoping he’d continue the story.

“Mom caught my stepdad fucking me one night when she came home from work early. He told her I begged him to do it as me and Joey fucked all the time until he moved away and I missed it and needed it. He told Mom he was only trying to please me. I told her he forced me to do it. She said if that was the case, she’d have to turn him in and they’d arrest him and she’d be without any dick to take care of her pussy. That’s when she decided I had to go. Child services took me away and I ended up in the ‘system’ branded as a sexual deviate. You can imagine what that’s like being branded a sexual deviate in the ‘system’. It was horrible. I ran away several times,” he admitted.

“When you ran away, where did you go?” I asked concerned.

“Wherever, anywhere to get away from where I was. I lived in abandoned buildings mostly. I sucked cock and took it up the ass just to get by. Then I’d get a room for a few days until the money ran out. Then repeat the cycle. I got by,” he replied, like it was no big deal.

“Weren’t you afraid of what could happen to you? You were awfully young to be put in a situation like that,” I commented.

“I felt free, actually. Free from all the bullshit associated with parents, foster parents, social workers, all their bullshit. I was on my own and free. Didn’t last long, but when I could make it happen, it was wonderful,” he confessed. “I stayed mostly at this sleezebag motel, right off downtown. Rooms were cheap and if I blew the manager a couple of times a week, he gave me extra days, sometimes. If I could get a trick a night in there, I could stay for several nights. I built up a half decent business. The room smelled dingy, but the shower was great and it was a dry place to sleep. I had to change my own sheets once a week, but that was no big deal. The manager’s son was a high school senior, played football. I let him, and a couple of his buddies, fuck me a few times and they’d bring me food and beer, even got me into a football game one time. Can you imagine that.”

“Good grief, Dylan. You did have a shitty life, dude. No wonder you don’t have much emotion or compassion, as much as you were fucked over. Do you ever see your mother at all?” I asked.

“She’s dead to me for what she did, Josh. If she didn’t care more about me than what she did, why should I care at all,” he replied, sadly.

I patted him on the shoulder and he didn’t flinch this time or tell me not to touch him. I was making progress, in my mind anyway. We pulled up to the mall and I took him into a discount clothing store. We found him more jeans, some long sleeve pullovers, a hoddie sweatshirt, some gloves, a heavy winter coat and some t-shirts to wear under his sweaters and shirts. I asked him if he needed anything else. He thought he was more than good, saying he had more clothes now than at any point in his life. I found that hard to imagine. I did get him a belt, as he was still thin and didn’t have much of an ass to keep his jeans up. I did see some athletic shorts and shirts, on our way to the register, and picked up some shorts and a top for him to work out in. That seemed to really please him. I paid for everything with my own money, not wanting to touch his earnings, so they could grow and he could start accumulating some meager wealth.

“How many times do you get to fuck me for all this?” he asked, once we got back in the Jeep. I shook my head.

“Dylan, the only thing I, and the rest of the guys want from you, is your friendship. That’s all. You don’t have to fuck us for anything. You get to earn our respect and love. The more you open up to us and accept us, the more that friendship grows and we continue to love and support one another in everything we do,” I told him.

“I’m not used to getting anything for nothing. Whatever I get usually involves me sucking cock or giving up my ass to someone else,” he said apprehensively, as if there was a catch to all this.

“Tell you what. You could give me a hug to show me you appreciate me buying you clothes. How’s that?” I asked. He didn’t say anything.

I realized more than anything, Dylan enjoyed being out of the bar for a brief time. I tried to think of where else I could take him to keep him away from the hellhole he thought he was in with Jerome and Fritz. I remembered Buzz telling me to stop by the construction site and see what all was involved. We were close to the construction site, so I swung by. There were all kinds of equipment there, backhoes were moving dirt around the grounds of the construction site, concrete trucks dumping concrete into augers that would shoot it up to where they were pouring. Lots of construction noise.

“Why are we stopping here?” Dylan asked, getting concerned again.

“Buzz, our architect, asked me to stop by and he’d show me what all he had to do that was so physically taxing on him,” I said, as I was looking for a place to park where my Jeep wouldn’t get pummeled from some sort of construction vehicle. I finally found a place in the grass and parked there out of the way.

“If this Buzz is one of the dudes you all have been fucking the last few nights, no wonder he’s worn out,” Dylan replied sarcastically.

“He’s not. But the dudes we’ve been fucking, as you put it, that’s part of the initiation process into owning stock in the business we have. Trevor explained that. We share an intimate experience with each of our brothers in our company. It’s a beautiful intimate experience, Dylan. One we don’t take lightly,” I stressed.

“Fuckin is fuckin,” he said, as if he could care less.

We hiked to the construction trailer and climbed the steps and went inside. There at the far end was Buzz with a drafting table and desk, working on something. He had a walkie-talkie by his side, listening to people in different parts of the construction site, talking back and forth to one another.

“Hey, Josh. You finally came,” Buzz said, excitedly as he got up to hug me.

“This is Dylan. Not sure if you two met before,” I said, introducing Dylan.

“Oh, he waited on us a few times, so I guess I know him,” Buzz said, holding out his hand, somewhat surprised to see Dylan with me.

“Sup?” Dylan said, then half-heartedly shook his hand.

“What brings you down here?” he asked. I told him Dylan needed some warmer clothes, now that the weather was turning colder. This was a free afternoon since I didn’t have swim practice, so we took the opportunity to so shopping, and since the dorm site was on the way back, I decided to stop and see how miserable he was. Buzz laughed, but immediately got a request from someone on the second floor of the open building needing a drawing for the electrical room there. Buzz told me to give him a second, as he fumbled through a stack of drawings and found what the guy needed.

“See, what I’m telling you. Now I have to run up to the building, climb the steps to the second floor and give this to the guy that needs it,” he told me. I chuckled.

“I’ll take it to him,” Dylan piped up and said. Buzz was shocked, as was I somewhat.

“Really, you’d do that? I mean all you have to do is literally hand it to the guy there in the yellow safety vest. You can see him from here,” he said, as he pointed him out through his window.

“Why not, gives me some exercise and keeps me out of the hellhole kitchen for a few extra minutes,” he said.

“Oh, man, that’s wonderful. Grab a hardhat there at the end of the trailer and take one of these walkie-talkies with you in case someone asks for something else while you’re in there. There’s some wooden steps behind the building you’ll need to take to get to the second floor. Be careful, and don’t fall off anywhere. Everything is open and there are large holes in the floor for conduit and air ventilation that haven’t been enclosed yet. Just be safe,” Buzz told him. Dylan took the drawing, rolled it up, then grabbed a hardhat and a walkie-talkie and headed out.

“Damn, that was nice of him,” Buzz exclaimed. “Now see if I could have a guy like him do my running all day long, I could get so much more accomplished and not be as worn out at the end of the day,” Buzz stated.

“I’m surprised he actually volunteered to do that for you, Buzz. You know how he was in the restaurant. We all kind of thought he was an asshole. He did have a terrible life growing up. Hell, he’s only 21 now and still growing up,” I told Buzz.

“Hell, I don’t care if he’s five years old, as long as he can save me some steps,” Buzz confessed, making me chuckle.

“Looks like it’s coming along nicely. It’s nice to finally see part of the skeleton in place. Lot’s of concrete in that building. I saw the trucks lined up halfway down the road. There’s a big crane up there hauling something up on the third floor area,” I said noticing it towering straight up above the building.

It’s carrying a bucket of wet concrete, Josh. We’re pouring the columns for the fourth floor. Once they’re in place then we’ll set up the forms to pour the fourth floor, then continue on from there, all the way up to the eighth floor. We’re almost halfway there for the floors above ground,” Buzz explained.

Todd and Chad walked in, surprised to see me, but giving me a big hug. I told them I was impressed with the progress. They were both delighted to hear that. I asked them if they were getting along okay with their new roommate in the trailer. They said he complained too much and were thinking of getting him a small camper to work out of. Buzz gave them shit for that, making us all laugh. Todd pointed out what several pieces of equipment did, as he showed me what all was going on today. He explained the processes they were going through currently.

“Hey, I hate to tell you this, but we’re going to need Devin and Sandy in a few days. We’re going to need to start the massive wiring project for the first few floors. Devin set up the temp wiring to the site for us a couple of weeks ago, but now we’re gong to need to run power to every floor and should have started it already. I’m sure Sandy will want to work here in the daytime and still help out at the bar, at least swing his big cock around for Ladies’ Night and Gay Night, but we’ll need him here during the day to supervise all the other electrical subs, that is, if you still want Devin to do the electrical,” Todd advised me.

“Hell, yes. We can pitch in bartending with all the partners we have now. Put him on this full time. I’ll talk to him about it when we get back. I’m sure he’ll want to help out on Saturday night, since they’re off from here on the weekends, but we can cover the other nights,” I replied.

“Thanks, Josh. I’d hate to find another electrician to oversee all that work this late in the game, although I can if he’d rather work at the bar,” Todd advised.

“This job here will make them both a lot more money, Todd. They need to work on this project,” I said, and Todd agreed.

Dylan came walking back into the trailer with more stuff than he left with. Todd and Chad were surprised to see him with his hard hat. “Sup?” Dylan said as he recognized Todd and Chad.

“Well, did Buzz hire a new runner?” Todd asked. Before Buzz could answer, Dylan had a question for him.

“The guy you had me deliver the drawings to asked that you re-work this one section right here and send it back to him. I can take it to him if you can make the revision,” Dylan told Buzz. Buzz was super impressed. He grabbed it and entered some things in his computer, then printed off another large drawing from a larger printer for plan drawings, rolled it up and handed it to Dylan. “Be back in a sec,” Dylan said and headed out at a fast gate.

“Fuck me running,” Buzz said, as he watched Dylan take off on his mission. “What would it take to let me have Dylan, Josh?” Buzz asked seriously. “He could be so helpful and save me so much time and grief.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“Uh, I guess it could work. You sure you want to deal with his shit?” I asked.

“Seems perfectly fine to me right now, and he seems interested in the job. Look at him. He’s happy,” Buzz stated. Todd and Chad said it also.

“Could you pick him up in the mornings and bring him back at the end of the day?” I asked Buzz.

“Hell, I could do that easily. I drive to my office every morning, then out here, and you know I’m back at the bar for lunch each day then back for a beer after work. It’s not like I don’t go there a couple times a day anyway. His help would be worth whatever trips I had to make,” Buzz explained. Todd and Chad both said it made sense and between the three of them, they could really use him and keep him busy. I told them to give me a second and I’d check with Conner to make sure there wouldn’t be any problems with Dylan working here.

I called Conner and explained what we’d like to do with Dylan. Conner asked if Dylan wouldn’t’ be a problem for Buzz, Todd and Chad. I told him this seemed to be the only thing Dylan was happy with the entire time he spent with us, and he was becoming a problem at the bar. At least he could work mostly by himself here, delivering and picking things up from the various construction workers. Conner said, hell go for it. Conner explained how to download the app to Todd, Chad and Buzz’s phones to track him. He wanted to make sure we did that. Then he gave us the code to activate Dylan’s sensor so he could be tracked. Sure enough, when we activated the code on the app at each watch, it came up on all three, showing his exact location. The three were impressed. Now all we had to do was to ask Dylan.

He did come back shortly thereafter, but with another request from someone else. Buzz took it from him and got to work on it.

“Would you think you might like to work here at the construction site, Dylan?” I asked. “Maybe doing what you’ve been doing today and some other errands for Buzz, Todd and Chad?” I asked.

“Shit, yeh. This would be so much better than working with the fuckin guys in the kitchen. This is real work, not working with shitty customers and those idiots in the kitchen,” he replied.

“Buzz, what do I need to get him to work here with you guys?” I asked. Todd spoke up.

“He’ll need some steel toed work boots,” Todd informed me. I asked him where to get those, and he gave me a couple of places that specialized in work clothes and boots. I told Todd, I’d take him there today and get those for him. Dylan actually seemed kind of excited.

“Do I get my own walkie-talkie?” he asked. Chad grabbed a walkie-talkie and put Dylan’s name on it, then showed him where to sit it to recharge it every night. Dylan actually smiled.

“Would you look at that. The boy actually smiled,” Todd chided.

“Fuck, you guys,” Dylan replied teasingly, giving them their own shit back. That made me smile. I was sure he could hold his own with the construction guys.

“Okay, how about Monday morning, I pick you up at the bar. Meet me outside at 7:30 sharp and we’ll come here. This is going to work out great,” Buzz said, excitedly. I started to leave, motioning for Dylan to follow, but he stopped me.

“I have to run this back up to Sam on the second floor, Josh. I’ll be right back,” he said, as he grabbed what Buzz had just fixed per Sam’s request, whoever he was, and headed out with his hardhat.

“Damn, there might be hope for him yet,” I said to the three.

“He’ll be alright, Josh. We’ll keep him in line,” Todd assured me. These construction guys are more his style. Buzz couldn’t have been happier. I told Buzz he owed me. He said he wasn’t sure yet, given the amount of problems I had with the boy, but he seemed like he might fit in here. I could only hope.

When Dylan got back, Chad handed him a brand new hardhat with his name on the back, and told him where to store it in the trailer. Dylan actually smiled, proud that he belonged already.

“How are we going to pay him?” Buzz asked.

“I’ll keep him on our payroll so it doesn’t screw up your budget, since you didn’t budget for him. That’s no problem. Ken can separate that out in accounting,” I explained. That really made Buzz happy, having a new employee, well he and Todd and Chad, and not having to pay for him. Once again, I came to their aid.

Dylan and I left, going straight to the store to buy steel-toed work boots for him. He tried on a few pairs until he found ones that fit him fairly well. I noticed he had rather large feet, which, I have to say intrigued me, noting there was a relationship to other parts of his anatomy compared to his feet. I would have loved to have massaged those feet for him as handsome as they looked. The boots were a little pricy, but I assured him he needed some that were comfortable so it didn’t hurt his feet, as much walking as he’d have to do. He seemed pretty proud of his new boots. I noticed some Carhart cargo work pants also. Although a little expensive, I bought five of those for him, one for each day so he had clean pants to wear every day. Then there were work shirts also, the kind that Todd and Chad wore. I got him several of those. I even picked up a lunch bucket for him, telling him to have the kitchen pack a lunch for him the night before and put it in the cooler for him to grab the next morning. He told me he’d pay me back when he got his first check deposited into his account. I told him to consider it a gift to start him off right. I was more than happy to get these things for him if there was a chance in hell, it would make him happy. He started to ask me something and I stopped him, which shocked him.

“I know what you were going to ask, Dylan. You were going to ask me how many times I get to fuck you for buying your stuff,” I told him. He smiled.

“You are starting to get to know me better,” he chided. I smiled.

“Oh, but I will need a hug, an extra special hug for this day,” I told him seriously. He kind of smiled, but didn’t say anything. “I am going to make you a friend, so you might as well get used to it, because I don’t give up,” I warned. He gave me a small smile, but didn’t say anything. “Oh, since you’ll be working construction, I’ll set you up with a $20 per hour compensation. That amounts to over $40K per year, just so you know,” I informed him.

“Josh, that’s $40K. Hell, that’s way more than my stepdad made working in the dump he was working. You do want part of my ass don’t you. Nobody spends money on someone like you have without wanting something in return,” he said, somewhat shocked.

“I’m sure you’re worth it, Dylan. And no, I do not want your ass. I have plenty of that to keep me happy with my close friends. I just want us to be friends and you happy doing what you’re doing and building a better life for yourself. I hope today we’re off to a better start,” I explained. He stared into space.

“I guess you guys do get enough ass. Seems all you college guys do is fuck each other from the last few nights I’ve seen,” he replied.

“That’s the initiation process, I told you about. It doesn’t happen all the time, trust me on that. Although we are very affectionate with one another, but that can’t be helped. We just express our caret towards one another more than others, but it’s a good thing, much better than going around frowning and hating one another,” I explained.

“So much kissy, huggy stuff. Don’t you get tired of it?” he asked.

“Never. I can’t get enough love from the guys that I love, Dylan. I live for that. It makes me feel wonderful that I made someone else in this world happy and want to care about me. It’s the greatest feeling ever,” I told him, as we finally arrived in the parking lot, back at the bar. He didn’t say anything.

We took the bags of stuff up to the apartment. I told him if he wouldn’t mind, could he help out Fritz over the weekend and try to avoid Jerome, if at all possible, and then he’d be good to go on Monday with Buzz. He said he would try to endure a couple more days, but was glad it was coming to an end. We stashed his stuff in his room. Dustin had just gotten back from class.

“What’s all that?” Dustin asked, curiously. I told Dustin that Dylan was going to be working with Buzz, Todd and Chad, and we had to get him some work clothes, but also some casual clothes too, not knowing he was going to be working at the construction site at the time. Dylan offered to let me take all the casual clothes back since he had new work clothes. I told him he’d need them anyway, so we might as well keep them. He didn’t say anything and started putting them away in his closet and drawers in the built-in dressers. Dustin told Dylan, ‘way to go, champ’. Dylan didn’t react.

I grabbed something from the kitchen, then was about to head downstairs. Dylan was ready to go downstairs to the kitchen and followed me to the door. “Wait,” he said, as I was about to open the door to go downstairs. “I owe you something,” he added. I turned around and he gave me a quick, brief hug. “There,” he said, as if he had fulfilled his debt. I smiled at him.

“Can I have a better one?” I asked. He shrugged his shoulders, then I hugged him tightly, getting more of a hug from him the longer I held him. “There, that’s better,” I told him, not wanting to get all sappy with him. He kind of smiled, then we headed downstairs. I left him as he went into the kitchen.

Eric flagged me down to ask me a question. “Josh, since you and Jake are going to be gone a couple of days, at least for our busy Saturday night, I thought maybe we’d have Dylan work as a bar back, someone to keep the glasses washed and replenished and the lemons/limes/cherries/fruit for the drinks replenished, grab bottles of booze from storage and change out kegs if that’d be okay. Trying to find ways to keep him and Jerome separated and Fritz happy. Fritz was spouting off something this afternoon as if he was angry with someone, probably Jerome. I think his days are numbered, but Fritz won’t pull the trigger just yet,” Eric told me. “I am going to have to learn some German though,” Eric told me. I gave him an awkward look. “At least the cuss words, because I’m sure he was cussing someone out in German this afternoon. Sounded like it anyway,” Eric confessed, with a smile. I shook my head. Then I told him what I was doing with Dylan. He thought that would be a great help. I reminded Eric, he needed to get someone to replace him in the kitchen though, so we didn’t cut Fritz short. Eric wanted to know if he had to hire a gay guy. I told him to hire anyone that he liked that wanted to work in the kitchen. We didn’t discriminate. He seemed relieved. Then he said the only way he could tell if someone was gay or not, was to ask them if they liked to suck cock, and he was pretty sure that wasn’t professionally permitted during an interview. I assured him he was right, but he had a disadvantage over the rest of our group, as he didn’t have the gaydar we had. He shook his head on that one and suggested maybe Trevor help him interview guys in the future. I told Eric, that Trevor interviewing someone might concern me also. Eric smiled and shook his head.

I found Jake, who was replenishing clean glasses at various stations at the bar. I told him about what transpired this afternoon with Dylan and that I actually got a hug out of him. Jake was almost blown away, but relieved to think there was hope after all. I was even excited when I told him about it.

Buzz, Todd and Chad came in, looking to spend beer thirty with us tonight. Buzz was really relieved he had a new employee. Jordan arrived shortly after the three of them. We grabbed us a table and Ethan brought us all beers, seeing us gather at a table. Buzz was so excited, he could hardly stand it. It took Jordan a few minutes to catch up to the day’s events and Buzz getting some help. Even Jordan was elated, knowing Buzz would stop complaining.

“Hey, we need to get over to the City sometime in the near future and check on the construction at the CNB1, Josh. You guys back over there again anytime soon?” Todd asked.

“We could be if we needed to be. Let me know when you can go and I’ll see if the 310 is free and Tom or James can come pick us up,” I told them.

“Hate to be ignoring that project, but you can see we have our hands full with the dorm at the moment,” Todd remarked.

“Yes, and Buzz would have you building an office building along with that,” I teased. Buzz told Todd and Chad that was our next project, and we needed it desperately. Todd rolled his eyes.

“You have to let us catch up, Buzz,” Todd teased. Buzz told Todd he could handle it. Todd rolled his eyes.

Fritz came out and asked us if we wanted to try something new for dinner tonight. We asked him what it was. It was his version of shrimp scampi, with just the right amount of garlic, so he said. We all agreed to try it, thinking it had to be good. “Oh, and thanks for finding another job for Dylan guys. He told us he’s going to be leaving us after this weekend. I guess I have him this weekend yet, but we’ll persevere,” Fritz told us. I told him we’d be using him for a bar back, unless he needed him. Fritz said to take him as soon as we could to alleviate the tension in the kitchen. I told him once the dinner rush was over, to send him to Eric for training. We were going to be tied up in a shareholder meeting so Eric could use the help. I swear Fritz was giddy knowing Dylan was going.

“I sure like hanging out here,” Todd remarked. “You can’t beat the food and the beer. Damn it’s good.” Everyone echoed his sentiments. “Gay night has some pretty hot dick hanging around also,” Todd added. Chad jabbed him in the side. Buzz and Jordan laughed.

After dinner, Jake and I worked the bar, while Eric and the guys got something to eat. I told Devin I knew he had to leave us finally and work on the construction. He said he hated to, as we had been so good to him and Sandy, providing them with a job during the slow time. I told him I wanted to keep them on Friday and definitely Saturday nights to tend bar and for Sandy to perform. Devin said they’d be glad to help out those nights and he’d be here on Wednesday night also to tend bar for Ladies’ Night. This would give them the chance to make some really good money between the construction job and bar tending, not to mention the tips Sandy got dancing. Devin said they’d even hire Chuck as an electrician helper, since they needed all the help they could get. Devin said Chuck and Sandy had developed a pretty strong friendship, since they fucked a lot of the same women. Devin wasn’t too proud of that, but it was what it was, according to him. He said he wasn’t looking forward to leaving us during the week, but he was excited about the big project. I told him he was family, and to hang out here as much as he wanted. He gave me a big hug, thanking Jake and me for everything.

Dylan finally arrived at the bar, and Eric began showing him what he needed to do and when. Dylan seemed like he understood and picked up a rack of used glasses and hauled them into the kitchen dishwashing area. Then he returned quickly with a rack of clean glasses and set them down in the cooler chest, where we chilled the beer glasses. Eric said he thought Dylan would be fine if he didn’t start a fight with another previously unhappy customer. I told Eric, I hoped we’d seen the last of those. Eric said he hoped so too.

I grabbed Ethan at the bar and told him it was time we made our way upstairs. “Oh, fuck, is it that time already?” he asked, nervously. I nodded it was. I asked him if he was nervous. “Hell yes, I’m nervous, but you and Jake helped out a lot last night and this morning. I swear I’m still a little loose, but you have to be the first, Josh, then Jake. I need the two of you before I have to deal with the others. Please promise me that,” he begged. I told him that was fine, but he’d be great. He wasn’t so sure. I asked him if he had time to do a clean out. He smiled and shook his head ‘yes’. “I swear that was worse than getting fucked in the ass. Didn’t realize there was that much stuff up in a person. It’s clean up there now, and I didn’t eat any dinner, as I was too afraid of having something in there and shitting on one of my partner’s dicks. Didn’t want that to happen,” he uttered. Jake and I chuckled, but told him it wasn’t the end of the world. In his mind, I was sure it was.

We stripped down to our underwear, until all the guys arrived. Then we stripped naked and hit the showers together. Everyone had their hands all over Ethan, since he was the man of the night. We did manage to get the boy hard, which he gave up being embarrassed about several nights ago. We all dried off, then met in the living room.

I introduced him as the last one of our group, that was in attendance, to go through the initiation. He did his little bow, but nervously. I also told the crew that we loved him dearly, and to make love to him as if your heart belonged to him. Everyone gave him an ‘awwwww’. Ethan blushed. I also told them he was a newbie at this, not seasoned like the rest of us were, so to be gentle. Everyone said they would treat him lovingly. I told them I had been requested to go first, so I would open him for the rest of them. Allen said something like ‘let the biggest dick go first.’ I reminded them I didn’t think I had the biggest cock, but we weren’t measuring tonight.

“You ready for this?” I asked Ethan, who gave me a faint grin, then laid down on the padded table. A couple of the guys helped hold his legs. I kneeled between his legs, then kissed him passionately. I moved down his chest, stopping to suck on each nipple, which made his cock spring to life again. Then I followed his treasure trail down from his naval, and wrapped my tongue around the base of his shaft, moving onto his balls, sucking those, one at a time. He seemed to like that some. I ran my tongue up his shaft and teased the head of his penis with the tip of my tongue. That got me a little pre-cum for my effort. I then engulfed his penis as far as I could, his nice 7” shaft, wrapping my hand around the base and jacking him as I sucked him. I only did that for a few minutes as I watched the rest of the guys jacking each other’s hard cocks, as they looked on in awe.

“Damn, Josh, you really know how to suck a cock, that’s for sure,” Trevor said. That got a couple of chuckles. I came off his cock and ran my tongue down over his big balls again, then onto his taint, dropping down into his lightly haired asshole crack and teasing his asshole with the tip of my tongue at first, then thrusting it into his hole. He quivered a little, as I teased his hole, then rimmed him good.

“What dude licks another dude’s asshole?” he asked shaking, “and why does it feel so damned good? Good grief, you’re driving me crazy here, Josh,” he said urgently. I smiled, knowing I had him turned on. I reached for the lube and lubed up my cock and his asshole, adding more lube to the already wet hairs around his portal. Then I raised up and positioned the head of my cock up against his hole. I inserted the head making him gasp. I waited there for a minute. Then he relaxed, and I slowly penetrate him until I was practically balls deep. A big smile came over his face, and I knew he was okay. Our bodies were one again, united in love. I began a small rhythm at first, then picked up the pace. Hell, in no time at all, his stiffened up. As I leaned in to kiss him I felt a stream of his sperm hit my chest and drip off onto him. He shot me three times. I was so excited about making him cum, he caused me to cum, and I shot my load deep into his bowels. I kissed him again passionately, as he tried to get his breath again. I slowly withdrew my penis, separating us once again. We got an applause.

Jake lined up, and I took the liberty of lubing up his cock for him, for which I received a passionate kiss. Jake slid in with a sense of ease. Ethan was getting used to a cock in his ass now. Each time was a little easier. Jake fucked him a little harder, which he said felt good. Jake came pretty intensely. I could almost feel the warmth of his ball seed in my ass, with the look on his face when he finally shot his load deep into Ethan’s bowels. Jake kissed Ethan passionately before withdrawing his cock from Ethan’s ass. Andy was next, making love to him like he truly loved Ethan. Ethan said it was really nice, and thanked him. Then Ashton was up, and did a thoughtful, loving job also. Trevor was next and put on a little show beforehand, asking Ethan if he was ready for the greatest dick of the night, making us all laugh. I took the liberty of playing with Trevor’s asscrack hair while he was thrusting his cock into Ethan’s ass. I loved playing with Trevor’s ass hair. Then Trevor asked me to pull down on his balls, as that made him cum harder. I gently pulled on them, as they hung low to begin with. He told me to pull a little harder, then he stiffened up and shot his load deep into Ethan, collapsing on top of him. We had to pull him up and off. We lost a little cum out of Ethan, as Trevor’s cock unplugged Ethan’s hole. Allen cleaned him up. Allen and OBB did a loving job with Ethan, Ethan appreciating the loving attention. Brady and Zach also made love to him like they sincerely loved him, kissing him as they thrust their beautiful cocks into his ass. We lost more cum out of him each time a dick came out of his hole. But that was okay, because all our seed was deeply planted inside him. Thad did a very loving job on Ethan, telling Ethan he went through the same thing, never having had a cock up his ass until just right before his initiation. He said he enjoyed it, and never looked back again. Ethan wasn’t so sure. Dustin was the last one. Dustin told Ethan this was okay, because he enjoyed both guys and girls, both asshole and pussy. He said he really loved to suck on women’s nipples on their titties for some reason, and sucked on Ethan’s, making Ethan cum one more time to the surprise of all of us. Dustin got a kick out of that. Dustin gave him a few more thrusts and filled him full of his cum. As Dustin slowly pulled his cock out of Ethan’s ass, cum shot out along side his shaft and onto his balls. Allen licked off the cum from Dustin’s balls, then sucked the rest of it out of his shaft. Dustin gave Allen a kiss for that.

We all applauded Ethan for making it through his initiation and becoming one of us in intimacy. “Guys, I’d like to take a bow, but I think I have to shit cum, and I need to do it right away,” he said as he got up, pinching his ass cheeks together, then headed rapidly for the toilet. We heard the toilet flush a few times before he emerged once more. Then we all hugged and kissed him, as we drug him to the showers.

The boy was clean and happy once we finished showering together. He said he felt totally loved by all of us and could see the value in the initiation exercise. There could be no doubt about the bond between all of us now. It really wasn’t all that late. We decided to hang out for a few minutes naked and drink a beer, before we headed downstairs to help out at the bar. Our cocks were flaccid finally, although the memory of one sweet ass was well on our minds. Ethan said in his wildest dreams, he never thought he’d ever do anything like what he experienced this week. We all kind of laughed, but reminded him it didn’t kill him, he seemed to like it somewhat, and now he was intimately involved with everyone in the company for life. That made him smile, as we clinked our bottles together and celebrated our new shareholders.
 
I suppose that becoming busy/distracted, and falling behind, has its own reward in getting back to a treasure trove of bountiful bentness. Instead of having MY Next chapter end too soon, I got to keep going, and going, like the Energizer Bunny! --%-- (!w!)

The downside is having too much to comment on! Kind of like an embarrassment of riches! SO ... generally looking down from Flight Level 35 ... (o)

FT, you're even more of a cunning, conniving, devious, Talent than I expected. Great job with Dylan! Now, how far back did you have Buzz bitching about all the running he was doing? I don't think any of us put that together, or saw what was coming, even though you laid it out in plain sight! Very nicely and masterfully done, buddy! Now I'm wondering what other little nuggets you've dropped along the way, about all kinds of things, for us to stumble into eventually realizing. ..|

Ruh Roh! Ethan LIKES it!! He even got off in Zach's Sweet ass without Josh's "magic boost"! Then again, who can possibly resist "our" Adorable HOT Zach? Butt, Ethan didn't stop there! Oh, no!

"Our" (formerly) str8 Darling delved right in to discover ball blasting cum gushing while getting his steaming virgin boy hole plowed wide open by Josh and Jake! Then he blew another load, in front of everybody, when Josh was the first to take him on his initiation night! Not only did he survive pulling the train he insisted he take on, butt he emerged all smiles and happiness! \:/

Ethan hasn't even tried "the opposition" yet! It'll be interesting to see if we have a "new" Thad, a Trevor, or a Dustin in the Family. (I'm talking sexual profiles, not personalities, especially when it includes Trev.) Ethan has certainly ventured beyond Eric or Tuck. And, once you've been deleriously fucked to oblivion and back, especially so thoroughly and lovingly, you can't Ever reclaim innocence transcended, even if you wanted to! :gaysex:

Though I would love to comment on everything else, that is so entertaining, fascinating, and educational about this Awesome work of bent brilliance, I'm going to do a bit of projection. Our master entangling web weaver has brought us to the cusp of revealing his Stoney mystery, and I'm confident he's already crafted his version of it. SO ... I'm going to unleash my prediction outline. Sorry, butt it's not that pretty ...

Remember Stoney's prostate problems?
Stoney is NOT in Key West.
Mayo Clinic has campuses in Jacksonville, FL, and Phoenix/Scottsdale, AZ. All warm places.
Rochester, MN, would have been too close to home.
Stoney has been in treatment and recovery. Something he would certainly want to hide, given Stoney is Stoney.
It also provided him a perspective on how "our" guys would fare without him.
Yes, he is presenting his plans for the future, just not in the sense we've been lead to expect.
I haven't decided the specifics of his prognosis.
I don't know what this would do to Greer, Josh, and the entire crew.

There. You have it in a nutshell. I hope I'm wrong! :help:

We're about to find out ...

FT, buddy! MORE, PLEASE!! :gogirl:

HUGS!!! (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv2:
 
Dylan has finally opened up, a LOOOOOT, and Josh has unexpectedly found him the perfect place to work and not be in a bad mood all day long.

And, as much as Ethan's initiation was announced and prepared (pun intended) a few chapter ago, I enjoyed truly the first part of this last one more than the rest.

Now.. next step Stoney: even though it sound quite likely that Kyanimal has it right on his health status, I'm hoping it's not that seriously bad (healthly speaking).

All of my fingers are crossed, now funtimes it's up to you. Bring it on 8-)
 
Very interesting and cunning, FT. Chaz is right. You plant several seeds along the way that eventually grow into something. It is amazing sometimes. Now that I Chaz reminded us of Buzz's bitching, it all makes perfect sense. At least Dylan is interested for the time being. The question is, can he get along with Buzz, Todd and Chad, or is he going to be disrespectful there also. I'm hoping he likes his job, which will hopefully change his attitude. Got my fingers crossed.

I thought the Ethan training and initiation was sweet. Took a lot of guts for the straight boy to give up his ass. He seemed okay with it. I'm not sure if he'll be another Dustin. He kept saying 'once and done', but then ounce you experience something and like it, things could change. It will be interesting to see how his date goes with Sarah, the vamp.

Now the Stoney situation. I'm holding my breath, along with Chaz and Thanatos, that Stoney has a happy surprise for the guys. Chaz thought it through rather well, again remembering your seeds planted early on. Of all the characters in this magnificent saga, Stoney's tale has been going on for some time in the background. I remember Stoney and Josh discussing the stars and how Josh thought they were the souls of people who had passed, brightening up the skies. Was that a seed you planted? Thinking back, there may have been others. Here's hoping there is a happy ending to Stoney's disappearance for a lengthy period of time. I'm bracing myself, but I guess we'll know soon enough.

Still a fantastic story with so much going on and interesting, exciting characters interacting with one another. You have to keep writing, FT. We're all addicted to this thing. As Thanatos says, "Bring it on." BC
 
Qutoe from Chaz/Kyanimal
FT, you're even more of a cunning, conniving, devious, Talent than I expected.
Why Chaz, flattery will get you everywhere. Ha. Thanks, buddy. It's amazing, you do pay attention to little details, those nuggets you say I drop, the seeds, BC says I sew. That's the fun part of this. Of course we'll all have to see if you're close to the truth on the Stoney situation. I'm not divulging a spoiler alert. That wouldn't be fair. That chapter is written already and can't be changed, so we'll see how close you are to your hunch. But, I will say, you did pay close attention to details throughout the story.

Not to tease you all too much anyway, the boys are preparing to go somewhere to meet Stoney and discuss the future of the company and their involvement. The location you'll find in this next chapter. So I won't tease you any longer. It'll be interesting to hear what you think about this next chapter. Might be some surprises. Enjoy, and thanks for all your great loyalty to this bentness. Huggs, FT.
 
Chapter 317 – On The Way to Stoney, Finally

We were still feeling good about our love for Ethan and getting him through his initiation process. Jake and I were sure he had a much better appreciation of all of us and would be loyal and defend us whenever called upon. Although he had a different sexual orientation than us, he truly loved and understood us in a loving way. That was all one could hope for. We would always love him like he was our brother.

I sent Ethan home early, and told him to get some rest after the exciting week he had. I also offered to let him off Sunday night if he wanted to take Sarah out for pizza or something, since we squelched their Friday night date with our initiation business. That seemed to really please him. But, I told him, I definitely needed him here on Saturday night for Gay Night, since Jake and I were going to be gone. We would be a little short staffed that night. He totally agreed with us, saying he would not let us down. Afterall, he was a part owner now and had responsibilities to help the company make money. I told him I was proud of the fact he understood his fiduciary duties as well. He gave me a hug and kiss before heading out, as he did Jake, thanking us for everything. He was excited. I told Jake I thought we did well with this one.

Eric said Dylan had done well working as a bar back. I thanked Dylan for helping out there. He said it wasn’t bad, much better than dealing with the fuckups in the kitchen. I took that to mean he kind of liked being a bar back, but one was never sure with him.

Jake and I finally locked up the bar at midnight. Eric even kissed me goodnight tonight. I asked him if everything was fine at home these days. He said they were, but Maddy was on the rag and he was a little horny. I told him a kiss wasn’t going to settle that. He told me he’d rub one off later tonight, as he knew I was busy earlier with my initiation. Then he laughed. I shook my head and waved my finger at him. He blew Jake a kiss.

Jake and I had another beer with the guys, once upstairs. Dylan even sat in with us in his boxer shorts. He asked how many guys got fucked tonight as the place smelled like sweat and cum. We told him we were done with all our initiations for the time being. Allen told him we were until we initiated him. Dylan told him over his dead body, but smiled when he said it, relieving us somewhat.

“Josh, did I mention my dad wants to come over next week and talk to us about some future financing options?” Allen asked me.

“Uh, really? Next week?” I asked, unsure as to what to expect from the man.

“Yeh, don’t worry. We’ll talk to him in the office, or, maybe Jordan’s office might be better. I’ll run him through the place here quickly and then send him to a motel,” Allen stated.

“Is he coming by himself or is your mother coming with him?” I asked.

“Not sure, but if Mom comes, they’ll have to stay at the nice hotel downtown here. She only goes first class,” he stated.

“Have you told them about yourself and us yet?” I asked.

“What that we’re gay? Hell no. Don’t want to go there yet. Not sure how that’ll go over, not that they’d give a fuck, but they’ll figure it out someday,” he replied.

“Don’t you think you owe it to them to tell them?” I asked.

“Josh, all my life they’ve been trying to avoid me and my friends. You saw how they were when you visited me at Christmas break last year. They hardly noticed us. We fucked like rabbits in my room right under their noses. They could care less. The one that would really care is my nanny. She’s more my mother than my mother. She loved you, by the way. She loves OBB also. She got to know him when he spent time with me this summer, when we fucked like rabbits in my bedroom, hell all over the house at times. I swear she knows about the two of us, but we hardly saw my parents the whole time he was there. All Dad could talk about was what a great deal this bar thing of ours was, and how could he get in on more action. This will clearly be a business trip for him. I’ll just be someone here at the time, not his loving son that he couldn’t wait to see. Trust me on that one. But, I have to love him somewhat, for the life he gave me. He did spend a few bucks on us and we were able to use his beach house for Spring Break last year. May even use it again this year. We did have some great fun there. Erin even fell in love, and we ended up owning a bar down there and now Jason, who we met on that trip, now runs it with Erin. That was a great trip,” Allen said gleefully.

“Yeh, and the nude beach was something else also. Lots of hot cock flopping around down there on that beach. We have to develop a strategy on how to meet more of that hot beach dick, and have some fun this next year,” OBB announced.

“I’m sure Jason and Erin know all the right angles for you guys to meet other guys. They’ve long figured that out by now. Don’t forget, we have to initiate Jason when we’re down there this year, if that’s where we go. This whole thing Stoney’s working on may change our Spring Break plans,” I warned them.

“All you college guys ever think about is fuckin,” Dylan said, shaking his head at us.

“Fuckin and building businesses, making money. That says it all about us,” Allen replied. “Fuckin ain’t all bad, Dylan. It got you through some tough times,” Allen reminded him. Dylan shook his head, took another swig of beer then readjusted his junk through his boxers. We were all dying to see his junk, but hadn’t so far other than part of his cock sticking through his fly one morning while he was sleeping. We wanted to see the whole package, pubes, cock and balls without any interference of clothing. Hadn’t happened yet, and the guys were starting to take bets on how large he was. So much for curiosity.

We were all yawning, and decided it was time to hit the hay. We turned out the lights and turned in. Gees, Jake and I were alone in bed together for the first time in a few nights. We made good use of that time, and emptied our balls one more time before going to sleep.

We slept in a little on Saturday morning. We didn’t have sex, as we were sure we’d have to take care of Tom and James, our pilots, tonight, and might make a night of it, knowing Greer was hogging Stoney this evening all for himself. I guess he deserved some alone time with Stoney, not having been together for a few months.

We wandered into the kitchen in our briefs and got some coffee. Trevor, Andy and Ashton came over bringing donuts. They stripped off to their briefs while relaxing with us. Dylan was dressed and going through his new clothes in his room, taking off tags and labels. I couldn’t imagine how long it had been since the kid actually had new clothes, other than the few Jake and I got him when we got him out of jail. I could tell he was very proud of what he now had. It was amazing what we took for granted that meant so much to him. Made you stop and think about it.

A little after 10:30, I got a call from Tom. “Okay, I have the flight information for you. Our destination is, of all places, Key West, Florida,” he said. I was somewhat shocked, but guessed Greer was right after all. “We take off from the City at 11:30 with one passenger, our beloved Greer, and arrive in Uni at noon. This is a short trip in the Citation. Flight time is actually less than a half hour, if you can believe it. We can’t even get up to full speed in the Latitude for that short a trip,” Tom explained.

“Oh, so we’re taking the Latitude?” I asked.

“Hell yes, Stoney instructed us, in his e-mail, to take the Latitude and fuck anyone else that might have it rented today or tomorrow. I had to do some shuffling around, and had another company, I hate to say, take a trip for us we were supposed to take yesterday and today. But we made some booking money off of it. I do what our dear Chairman asks. Maybe he wants to ride back in the Latitude and enjoy his new toy,” Tom remarked. I chuckled, but thought it was a distinct possibility, one I hoped for, at least for Greer’s sake. “We’re to touch down at 2:45 in Key West. Fuel is a little cheaper in Uni, so I’ll top the tanks off over there before we take off for Florida. That should take about 15 minutes, so I flight planned a departure window there in Uni for 12:15 to 12:30. That should get put us on the ground in Key West at 2:45 to 3:00. The winds aloft are favorable so we shouldn’t have any headwind, with just a slight quartering tail wind going South, Southeast. The weather is good for today and tomorrow so it should be a smooth ride,” he explained. “Oh, and there will be a car and driver there to pick us up at the FBO we’re hangered at for tonight. The rest is up to Stoney, I guess, once we get to where we’re going. Oh, he did say to dress casual, just a nice pair of dress shorts and a nice polo shirt for dinner tonight. James and I will have on our flight uniforms, but we’ll get casual once we get to where we’re staying and then naked for you tonight. How’s that?” he teased.

“Sounds very hot to me. I guess you’ve told Greer all this?” I asked.

“Nah, I’ll tell him when he gets here, unless he calls me first. Hell, he ought to be showing up anytime now,” Tom chided. “I don’t need to hear him complain about the arrangements. James and I are looking forward to some fun with you and Jake when you have some free time, at least overnight, figuring Greer will be getting his butt plugged by Stoney tonight, leaving us to our own devices. I hope it’s a decent place we’re staying, but knowing Stoney, I’m sure it is,” Tom added. I told him, Jake and I were especially looking forward to some downtime with the two of them. Tom said he couldn’t wait.

Jake and I decided we needed to throw some clean underwear in a duffle bag or backpack, another pair of dress slacks and another polo shirt. We decided to wear some Dockers and a long sleeve polo shirt on the way down, since it was cool up here. We were looking forward to warm weather again, and we both said it would be great, if what Stoney was working on, involved Key West. That would be a great place to visit occasionally, especially during the winter time. We threw our toiletries in our bags, getting ready to head to the airport.

“You guys are all dressed up for your meeting? Must be really important,” Dylan mentioned, seeing us dressed to go.

“We’ve been summoned and told how to dress, only we’re to meet in Key West, so it should be warm down there. We’re taking shorts for our visit there. It’ll be nice to get out of these long pants and long sleeve shirts once we get there,” I told him.

“Must be nice,” he mumbled then headed back to his room.

“We’ll miss you while we’re gone,” I teased him.

“Yeh, sure you will,” he said, somewhat sarcastically. I let it go. Here I thought I was making some progress with him, even got my first hug from him. Then he had to backslide on me. Oh well, one day at a time, I told Jake, who agreed wholeheartedly.

We got hugs and kisses from all the other guys before heading to the airport. They were almost as excited as Jake and I were. Stoney had us all keyed up to learn something new about our future as a company, and sponsoring the meeting in a great location of all places. Plus, we had two sweet asses and dicks to enjoy for the night with Tom and James. To say we were keyed, was an understatement, plus we got to ride in our new flagship jet, adding to the excitement. This was starting off to be an exciting day. The only thing that could put a damper on things, was Greer. But then we had Stoney to handle him once we got there. Greer had to lighten up, hoping he didn’t give Stoney too much grief for leaving him alone for so long. I hoped he got over his urge to shame Stoney for that. We’d just have to see.

We got to the airport a few minutes early and grabbed our bags from the Jeep, then waited in the small waiting room there at the FBO. There was a young college aged guy manning the desk in the FBO. There was a slightly older guy, in his mid 20’s, that seemed to be the manager, and I guessed a flight instructor. He was reviewing some information with a college age student pilot. The college guy behind the desk, asked us if he could help us. I told him we were waiting on our plane to arrive to pick us up. He said that was cool, and asked if we’d be needing fuel. I told him I thought our pilot was going to ‘top off the tanks’ when he arrived, as we were headed to Key West this afternoon. He seemed impressed, and wanted to know what kind of fuel we’d be needing. I told him fuel for a Citation jet. Now he was impressed, as was the flight instructor and his student, who stopped with what they were doing and listened in.

“You’re going to have to use the jet fuel station for that, Dale. You’ll have to park them out further because of the jet blasts, but the hose will reach out to the tank fittings on the tops of the wings. It’s a low wing aircraft. I’ll show you how to fuel it when they get here,” he told the young guy. “Dale is our line-boy, but he hasn’t fueled a jet before. It’s a little different than fueling a Skyhawk, Cessna 172, or even a small twin, but we can handle you. Where’s the plane out of?” he asked.

“We have an aviation company headquartered in the City, where we do charters, so he’s coming from there to pick us up for a meeting in Florida this afternoon,” I explained.

“Interesting. Oh, my name is Greyson, by the way. I’m the flight instructor here and the manager. Dale is our line-boy and he’s also a student of mine. He’s a sophomore this year at Uni,” Greyson informed us. I introduced myself and Jake and told them we were glad to meet them. “Which model of Citation does the charter company operate?” he asked.

“Not sure what our first model is, but the one we’re using today is the Citation Latitude. Are you aware of it?” I asked.

“OMG, that’s a beautiful plane, the finest Cessna makes. Would it be possible to take a look at the panel in that while you’re fueling?” he asked anxiously. I smiled.

“What panel do you want to see? I asked.

“Oh, by the panel, I mean the instrument panel in the cockpit. I would just love to see the cockpit and the plane in general. I haven’t seen a real Latitude, just pictures of one,” Greyson replied.

Sure, if it excites you like I think it does, you’re more than welcome. It has a glass panel, I think. I know it gave our pilots boners when they first went to buy it for us,” I teased.

“Damn if it wouldn’t give me one just to see it,” Greyson replied.

“Me too,” Dale piped in.

“Well, I guess we’ll just have to have an old fashioned Circle Jerk in the cockpit of this thing to satisfy everyone,” I teased. They all laughed.

“I like you, Josh. You’ve got a bent sense of humor, but fun,” Greyson replied. Shit, I thought we just might be making more friends that might enjoy the things we enjoy. “Do you fly?” Greyson asked me.

“No, never had any lessons, if that’s what you mean. Our pilot lets me handle the 310 we have, when we go short distances. I have to admit, it’s pretty cool,” I told him.

“You two need to come out and take lessons sometime. We can start you off in a single engine, like the 172 Cessna Skyhawk, to get you used to controlling the aircraft and then move you up to a 310 after you get your single engine rating. You should think about that. The airport is owned by the university and you get college credit for your flight training. We’ve got some good packages for learning to fly, and we offer financing to help you out,” Greyson informed us.

I told him, Jake and I might have to think about it. We’d love to, but with being students and running a business, it was hard to find any free time. Greyson said Saturdays and Sundays were great times and he’d set us up with regular appointments if we wanted. I told him he was a good salesman.

“What company do you work for that has this type of aircraft?” Greyson asked, while Dale was taking in every word.

“The company name is Stoney Enterprises. We own several pub type bars, a cattle ranch and now, an aviation charter company. We have two Citations, one you’re about to see and tour, then we have two King Airs and a 310 we use for shot hops. The aviation company operates out of the City, but we’re leased by several companies throughout the country and travel everywhere our clients want to go. I’ll have Tom and James, our two pilots, which also operate the company, give you a card in case you ever need our services,” I told them. I could tell they were fascinated by what I just told them.

“Wow, that’s crazy. I love the King Airs. They’re great aircraft and very economical to operate, compared to the big stuff. I can’t believe you have two Citations. That blows my mind. So, do you two guys just go to school here at Uni but work for this company in some capacity?” Greyson asked.

“Jake and I operate the company. We have a mentor based in the City that’s our Chairman, but you’re looking at the CEO and COO of the company. Our CFO and chief legal counsel is coming with us today for a meeting in Florida this evening. Jake and I also operate the CNB pub here in town, one of our bars we own. We’re also building a student dormitory on the edge of campus, you might have seen under construction,” I informed them.

“You guys are doing all that? You’re so young. That’s unbelievable,” Greyson remarked.

“Hey, the CNB is a great place, Greyson. I’ve was there just last Saturday night. It was a hopping place,” Dale interjected. He just told me everything I needed to know about himself. He was one of us. Now, all we needed to determine was if Greyson was there with him. Greyson said he thought he heard something about the new pub, but mainly that it had great food.

“Hey, you guys need to stop in sometime, and I’ll treat you to some beers, if you can get our ride turned around quickly today,” I hinted. They told me they’d have us out of here in no time at all, and thanked us for letting them see the Latitude.

Just then Tom reported downwind for the active runway, coming across loud and clear on Unicom. That got us all excited. We watched the beautiful bird cruise downwind then turn to base, then final approach. Tom greased it on the runway and reversed the engines, making an impressive roar. Dale got out his directional sticks and guided Tom to the fuel pumps, where he shut down the engines. Seconds later he opened the door and came down the steps, giving us hugs as he greeted us. Dale set up the fueling right away. Tom told him how many pounds of fuel to add. The aircraft had a cross feed between the wings, where the fuel is stored, so you only had to fuel in one wing, with the cross feed balancing out the fuel load evenly between wings.

James finally emerged giving Jake and I hugs. Greer stayed on board. I introduced Greyson and Dale to Tom and James, who were dressed in their blue suit pilot uniforms complete with ties. They all shook hands. I told our guys I promised Greyson and Dale a tour of the cockpit. Dale said he’d be right there just as soon as he completed the fueling. Meanwhile, Greyson couldn’t wait to get a look at the glass panel of the cockpit. Tom put him in the left seat, the captain’s seat, and turned on the master switch, which lit up the cockpit like a Christmas tree. I swear I thought Greyson was going to have an orgasm. He asked all kinds of questions about the aircraft to Tom and James. They were delighted to share all the information he asked about. Dale soon joined us, and was just as elated as Greyson was. Greer just sat back there and fiddled with his laptop, thinking we all were crazy, as he could have cared less about the plane, but wanted to get going to see his Stoney.

Tom and James could see they had the right amount of fuel on board so we were good to go. Greyson said, since we were coming back tomorrow, he could bill us for the fuel then, and we could refuel again when we came back. Tom thanked him for that, saying that would save us some time. Greer was delighted to hear that was well. James put our duffle bags on the plane, while Tom was showing off the cockpit. Greyson and Dale, knowing we needed to go, departed the aircraft, but thanked us immensely for sharing the experience and looked forward to seeing us tomorrow when we returned. The door closed, Jake and I properly kissed Tom and James with great passion, prompting Greer to tell us all we were crazy. Then our two pilots hit the cockpit and fired up the engines, contacted departure control for the regional airport. Departure control said they’d activate our flight plan and to contact them again on a specific frequency, once we were airborne. Tom and James gave us a thumbs up and told us to buckle up and hold on tight. We slid into a seat opposite Greer, who said he had to face forward or he might get sick. Jake and I kissed him, and groped him a little, before we buckled in, which made him happy, although he told us we were crazy. He warned us not to get frisky with, him as he hadn’t cum in a week, saving up for Stoney. We laughed, but knew he was probably right.

A few minutes later we were rocketing down the runway, the thrust of the plane dramatically putting us back in our seats, like we were tied to a rocket. Seconds later, we leveled off at 3,000 feet, then held there for a few moments until we were cleared by departure control from the regional airport, to Flight Level 40. Greer had no idea what that was. I told him it was 40,000 feet. We learned a lot from flying with our two gorgeous pilots. He shook his head, but asked me if 40,000 feet was kind of high. I told him we’d been up over 52,000 feet before in the other Citation. Greer couldn’t believe it. I told him the only problem with the altitude we were flying at was, that if we lost pressurization, our heads would explode, but we’d probably never feel it, we’d be gone just like that. He thanked me for sharing that information. Then he asked what the oxygen masks were for. I told him those were just to make him feel better, but were of no use at that altitude, but he could think they possibly could be. He told us he wasn’t going to fly with us again if we kept scaring him like that. Jake and I laughed.

Once we leveled off, I crawled out of my seriously cushy seat, and got on my knees between Tom and James. James was flying left seat on the way down. Tom teased me, telling me I could put my head in his lap if I wanted to. I told him I was definitely going to do that later today sometime. He said he liked that idea. I noticed the altimeter and the vertical speed indicators on the screen, not a gage. We were climbing at between 1,500 and 2,000 feet per minute. Tom told me that was impressive. The panel was amazing in this plane, looking like two computer screens, one in front of each pilot, with weather radar integrated on our flight path, all the gauges showing up on the screen in various forms and locations. There was even an arrival indicator which showed the time we would arrive in Key West, and would recalculate just like a GPS would in a car, if Center diverted us off our flight path or slowed us down for any reason. The ride was smooth as glass up in the Heavens we were traveling. It was a clear day, but you couldn’t see too much on the ground as high as we were, although you could make out the Appalachian mountain ridges, which were interesting to see at the altitude we were traveling. I patted both buys on the back, and told them how proud we were of both of them. They both told me Jake and I could prove it to them later. I promised we would.

Tom said he knew Stoney would have an orgasm when he got to see this in person. I told Tom, I hoped he stopped short of an orgasm, because Greer would really be pissed, feeling slighted Stoney had one without him. They both laughed. Tom told me he had box lunches put on board for all of us. I got them theirs, and then took three for Jake, Greer and myself, then got us some Cokes to drink out of the galley. We had a little table that popped up between Jake and myself on one side and Greer on the other. Greer moved his laptop aside and we had lunch.

I took the liberty of fondling Greer’s junk under the table. Greer told me not to tease him like that. He said he had a hair trigger on his dick at the moment, not having had sex in ages and not even jacking off for a week. I asked him if he needed a little oral on the way down. He said definitely not. That first enormous load was for Stoney and every other load he could create this evening.

“I told you guys Stoney was in Key West, but you wouldn’t believe me. My intelligence service worked. What I can’t figure out is why his phone hasn’t moved for some time, unless it’s what you said, Josh, he’s leaving it somewhere and using another one. Yet, when we text him, he always responds fairly soon. Do you think he ever goes out?” Greer asked.

“He has to. He loves a good meal, and I’m sure there’s some great restaurants in Key West, a lot of gay establishments also, with some great bars and food establishments away from the tourists. I don’t know what the deal is with the phone, but you were right about its location. I’m sure he’ll explain everything when we get there. It’s going to be great to see him again,” I told Greer.

Greer said he was so relieved to finally be reunited with Stoney. It had been way too long ,and Stoney was being very selfish and thoughtless by being away for so long. I told Greer, I was sure he had his reasons and they would make total sense when he filled us in on what he’d been working on. Greer said it better be good. Jake and I chuckled, knowing it would be Stoney’s way anyway, no matter what Greer thought. We all knew he was the man in control.

“What if he isn’t coming back with us Greer?” I felt the courage to ask. Greer got real serious.

“If he’s not coming back, then I’m staying also. This isn’t going to be a one-night stand, where he flies us down to see him, has sex with us, mainly me, then sends us home again. That isn’t how this relationship is supposed to work. I brought some extra clothes just in case. I swear, guys, I’m staying if he’s staying. Whatever he’s working on, I can stay and help. I can work from wherever, as long as I can get into our system, which I can from virtually everywhere, just like Stoney. Nope, this isn’t going to end with just one night. I don’t care what he wants this time. I’m putting my foot down. It’s been too long. Now it’s my turn. If he stays, I stay. We may have a fight about it, but I’m not relenting on this one. I swear if he found someone else, and been fucking them for weeks, then I’m leaving altogether. He’s my life now, and without him in my bed, I don’t want any part of this thing anymore. I’ve been going crazy for weeks, not knowing where he was or what he was doing. That’s not a fair way to treat a partner and have a loving relationship. He’s got some serious explaining to do,” Greer said, in no uncertain terms. Jake and I gave each other a look.

“Whatever he’s doing, Greer, as much as he loves all of us, and you the most, I have to believe it’s for the good of all of us. We know and love him too much for it to be otherwise. You have to believe that in your heart, Greer,” I assured him. I could tell Greer wanted to believe me, but was having doubts. I reached over and grabbed his hand. He gave me a small smile, then I leaned over and kissed him. I told him we loved him, and all would be straightened out when we got there. That seemed to please him some.

I got up to get us some more soft drinks and to check on our pilots. They said we were right on schedule and had been cleared direct to Key West. James said we’d be starting our descent shortly. Wow, we were screaming down south like crazy. Soon we could look out and see the Gulf of Mexico on the West side of Florida and still see all the way over to the East coast of Florida. I waved out the window, as if to wave to Erin and Jason in Ft. Lauderdale. Greer said he needed to get down there and see what that bar was like sometime. I told him he’d enjoy it, but to have them take him to the nude beach. Greer didn’t think he could handle that. I told him Jordan didn’t either, but I forced him to, and he was glad we did it. Greer rolled his eyes. Then he asked about Jordan and our architect, Buzz. I told him they made a cute couple. Greer said Jordan was a hot guy and deserved someone good. I told Greer we loved Buzz, as one of our own. Greer asked how Buzz was in the sack. I had to confess we didn’t know. We hadn’t been there yet. He could not believe that we hadn’t tried Buzz out before Jordan had the chance to. I told Greer, Jake and I weren’t total sluts, just close to total sluts. Greer said that explained it all. We all laughed.

I filled him in on Trent and or new ward, Dylan. He couldn’t believe we could still stand to keep Dylan, telling us we were gluttons for our own punishment. I told him Conner asked us a favor to try to help the boy. I explained he didn’t fit in well with the customers, or the kitchen staff, but Monday he was going to start at the construction site for the dormitory and work with Buzz. Greer wanted to know what Buzz did to us to piss us off enough to saddle him with Dylan. I had to explain, we just kind of discovered, by accident, that Dylan enjoyed helping out at the construction site, having done some running when we stopped by yesterday. Greer rolled his eyes, and said we should probably send him back. We told Greer, we weren’t there yet. I filled Greer in on Thad and our banker, Cliff. Greer thought that was cute. I asked Greer if he got to spend any time with Will at the ranch. He said, not really. He was busy and Will was busy, and there wasn’t any need to develop any more of a relationship with anyone else. He was just too depressed to be around other people with Stoney gone. Jake and I agreed he was a bummer to talk to and be around as depressed as he was. Greer apologized, but reminded us Stoney was the one that created that depression. We had to agree, but felt like Stoney thought we could handle things for him also. Greer said we all had done a valiant job, and Stoney should be nothing less than impressed with all of us. That, we all agreed on.

We felt the plane pitch down, alerting us we had started our descent. We could feel the speed of the aircraft increase, obviously going down hill. Greer couldn’t get over how nice the Latitude was and how plush. He said he thought he could get used to traveling this way. I told him we all could. I reminded him also that with the lease plan, Tom and James put in place, we generating excellent revenue on a monthly basis. Greer said he saw the figures and was very impressed. Again, he said all the things we had in place were generating significant revenue. Then he asked a curious question.

“You don’t thin Stoney is genning this thing up to sell it do you?” That caught me a little off-guard.

“I don’t think he’d do that, Greer. We’re just getting started and Stoney has always talked about building on success, starting with something and driving it to new heights. I can’t see him interested in selling anything right now. In the future, if it makes sense, maybe. I just don’t think he’d be interested in selling anything at the moment. I think he’s bought something else, and he’s bringing us in to lay it on us and celebrate our growth. Whatever project this is, he’s done it on his own,” I replied.

“I was just thinking that he always brought you in on whatever he was thinking about buying. He sought your opinion. This time he hasn’t told you a thing, which makes me wonder if he’s thinking about selling, and maybe he’s working with a buyer from down here,” Greer replied, which made me a little uneasy. I had to stop and think.

“I don’t think so, Greer. He loves us all, and wouldn’t turn our world upside down without seeking our opinions and thoughts. I just don’t see him doing that. You, of all people, should know him. How could you even think he’d do something like that without really bring us in to discuss it?” I asked, still a little uneasy about this conversation.

“The fact he’s separated himself from us for all this time, not hardly wanting to talk to us about anything. He didn’t make the opening of the CNB 2. He totally separated himself from the ranch expansion, which, by the way, was the love of his life. When he didn’t involve himself in that, I thought something funny was definitely going on. He never would have sidestepped that project and let you bring an unknown in to run it, like you did with Will,” Greer replied.

“Will is doing a great job, and Stoney thought we made a great hire, bringing him in. He even directed me to take care of him, and make it right for him financially, so we could keep him long term, make him a part of the family. We made him part of the family alright,” I said, thinking about the intimate times we spent with him.

“I hope, I’m wrong, but it concerns me that whatever he was doing, he didn’t consult any of us on any of it,” Greer said, concerned.

“Maybe he was just on his own vacation, like he told us he was going to do. He said he wanted to separate himself from the business some, and go do some of the things he’d always wanted to do. Maybe we’re reading too much into all of this. He may have just wanted some time off to go and contemplate the future, and now he wants to share his vision with us. Let’s not get all gloom and doomy here. We don’t really know anything until he wants to share it with us, which we should know very shortly,” I reminded him.

“Sorry, I just imagined the worst. It just creeps me out his being gone all this long. Something’s not right and, you know me, I always imagine the worst,” he said sadly. I got up and gave him a hug. That seemed to help.

We felt the aircraft slow down and James put some flaps out to further slow us down. We could see the ground clearly now, the ocean and some of the island. He made a couple of turns and then headed in. He yelled at us to prepared for landing. I gave him a thumbs up. James did a great job greasing the Latitude onto the runway. Reversing the engines, put us forward in our seats. That was a thrill. Then he taxied off the runway and headed for the FBO. There was a guy there that directed him into where they wanted to park us. Opening the door, it felt great to feel warm air again. James said it was a balmy 88 degrees here. You could sure feel it, as we departed the aircraft. Greer looked around all over to see if Stoney was here to meet us. We walked into the waiting room at the FBO, but no Stoney. There was a driver there with our names on card he held up. James and Tom took care of what they needed to do to secure the aircraft overnight, then we followed the driver to the Ford Expedition. The driver loaded our stuff in the back, and we all piled in. The driver wouldn’t talk much, other than to tell us, he was to take us to a small resort where we would be staying. Greer told us he was disappointed that Stoney didn’t come to the airport to meet us, another clue, he said, that disturbed him. I told him all in due time, but I could tell he was upset.

We arrived at this small Victorian boutique resort. We grabbed our stuff and walked into the small lobby reception area and were greeted by two older gentlemen in their 60’s. They had grey thinning hair and pot bellies, wearing untucked polo shirts with the logo of the place, the Pink Flamingo, hanging out over their worn cargo shorts, due to their bellies.

“Welcome gentlemen and guests of Stoney. I’m Murray and this is Ezra. We operate the place. Please call on us for anything while you’re here. Mr. Stoney is a wonderful friend of ours, and he said to take care of you guys,” he stated in a Brooklyn accent, obviously not from here, before Greer interrupted him.

“Where’s Stoney? I want to see him immediately,” Greer told Murray.

“Mr. Stoney is not staying here with us. He’s at another location, but he wanted you all to stay here with us, and let us pamper you some,” Ezra interjected. I could see the life flow out of Greer. I had him sit down on one of the few worn upholstered chairs in this tiny lobby. Greer put his head down in his hands. I thought he was going to cry. “It’s all fine. He has an itinerary for all of you. He apologized for not being able to be here, but he will meet you all later this evening. He’s looking forward to seeing you, but he insisted on this itinerary,” Ezra completed.

“That’s fine. We’ll follow his directions and itinerary,” I told the two old queens. They were cute in their own way, and I liked them right off the bat.

“Well, it seems we have some business to attend to, but we’ll take you on a tour of the property first,” he said motioning for us to follow him. We went out a door into a beautiful courtyard where there was a swimming pool in the middle with chaise lounges around it, then a hot tub tucked away in a small grotto. The main building was a two-story facility that surrounded the courtyard. Murray told us the hotel only had 20 rooms. We would be staying in the Presidential Suite. He smiled when he told us that. There was a small snack bar, a lounge with a TV in it, playing male porno movies, a steam room off to one side in under one of the guest rooms. Then he showed us what he called a dark room with cubicles and a maze. He told us there was a lot of fun to be had in there. I got the picture this was definitely a gay resort. Then Murry told us the best thing about this place, was it was clothing optional, or how he liked to describe it, clothing prohibited, but we could wear bathing suits if absolutely had to, but it was much nicer being totally naked. He told us that with a big leering smile.

“There’s one more thing I have to tell you guys before you get naked and relax this afternoon before your meeting this evening,” Murry said smiling. “You guys own this place. Stoney has owned it for years, but let Ezra and I live here and manage the place. He poured most of the proceeds back into the place or bonused us. He’s a wonderful gentleman and friend, and we love him dearly.”

“Unbelievable,” Greer said, shaking his head. “What else hasn’t he told us about?”

“Stoney loves this place, but he hasn’t been here in years, until he came back a few weeks ago. We had a great visit. I had to tell him, and he insisted he wanted me to tell you guys, that Ezra and I are leaving in a month. The hotel is booked up almost every week through May of next year. It’s a real money maker. But, you’re going to have to find someone else to run it. We are officially retiring and traveling to gay resorts around the world for at least a year, then we thought we might settle in Palm Springs, California. We have some friends that live out there and they’ve been after us for years to come there and live. So, as you can see, there’s a bit of an urgency to find a new manager. We do have some people in mind, if you want to interview them,” Murray offered.

“If the place is booked solid for months on end, where are all the guests now?” I asked.

“Stoney wanted to clear out the place this weekend just for you guys so you could enjoy yourselves and not be bothered with the other guests. We made them all leave last night. They’ll be checking in again tomorrow afternoon, after you all have departed,” Ezra informed us. I shook my head.

“Wow, a whole resort just for us. Damn, I am impressed,” James said, looking around.

“Yeh, and we get to run around naked enjoying it,” Tom added. Jake and I smiled, but Greer was getting upset.

“This isn’t right for him to spring this on us and not even stay here with his family. This sucks, guys. I’m more pissed at him than I’ve ever been. I wanted to be in his arms by now, and let him make all the fears I had in the world disappear,” Greer said, about to cry. I felt bad for him, but knew Stoney had a plan. He always had a plan. I tried to console him, hugging him and letting him cry on my shoulder, running my hand up and down his back. He was sad and angry at the same time.

“Let me get you guys to your room or rooms, however you’d like to play it. There is the Presidential suite, but there are rooms on each side of it that can open into it, so you can all stay in the Presidential suite or you can have three rooms. It’s up to you guys how you would like to stay,” he offered, then led us back to the small lobby.

Murry told us on the way back to the lobby, that they had a lot of regulars here that had been coming back for years and a lot of newbies also, young and hung, as he put it. He said he’d miss all the dick flopping around all day or stiff and hard, wanting to breed. We all laughed, with the exception of Greer, who was not a happy camper.

Getting back to the lobby, there was a tall dark, long haired, young beautiful guy, about 6’4”, very muscular, standing there in a Speedo, with a big patch of dark pubes extending above the top of his Speedo over a big bulge. Damn he was hot.

“This is Martin, gentlemen. He’s our concierge. He’ll take your things to your room, and attend to all your needs. Get naked and get comfortable. Lounge around the pool. Help yourself to drinks and snacks from the snack bar. Just be comfortable and make yourselves at home,” Murray told us. “Oh, and Martin works in and out of clothes. He’d rather walk around serving you naked, if that doesn’t offend you all,” Murray added. We told him not to stay dressed on our account. Martin dropped his Speedo right there, liberating a rather large uncut cock over some magnificently large balls. I thought I met Hector all over again. Martin flipped his Speedo over the lobby counter and, with a big smile, grabbed our bags and took us towards the Presidential Suite.

Wow, the Presidential Suite was very flamboyantly decorated. You could sure tell it was one of our side that did the decorating. It bordered on gawdy, but had some taste to it also. There was a huge bed in the room, several cushy lounge chairs, a wet bar, and a huge screen TV with gay porno channels. The bathroom looked like a Roman Spa, all marble with a huge glass shower with multiple heads, a separate toilet room with a frosted glass door, and double vanity with a huge mirror above it with many lights. There was also a sunken jetted tub, with Roman columns around it, that could fit at least four people in it. I loved the place. I could see ourselves spending time down here when we got a chance.

We all decided to stay together in the Presidential Suite, with the exception of Greer, who decided to take one of the side rooms, hoping against all hope, Stoney would be joining us tonight for sure. His room was almost as nice as the Presidential Suite, although on a smaller scale. Still, he had the Roman bathroom, tub and shower.

“Don’t know about the rest of you guys, but I’m getting naked right now,” James said, as he started taking off his pilot uniform. Jake, Tom and I followed, getting naked as quickly as we could. We headed to the pool to relax a little and have a beer. Martin met us down there, bringing us all beers, standing there with his big cock hanging down in front of all of us, with our average sized flaccid cocks. Greer stayed in his room.

Martin served us each a beer and told us to call on him when we needed another. We thanked him, as we gazed upon his large penis. Setting our beers down we jumped into the pool to cool off a little. Tom pulled me to him and kissed me. James kissed Jake the same way, then we switched again, just having fun with one another.

“I don’t think Greer is very happy,” Tom mentioned.

“That’s the least you can say about it. Stoney disappointed him one more time. He better have a damn good reason and make it up to him tonight. That’s all I can say,” I told them, as I gently stroked Tom’s dick under water, and fondled his balls, giving him some stiffness.

“What about that cock on Martin? Can you believe that?” James asked. We kind of chuckled, as we looked over and saw him laying on a chaise, enjoying the sun on his already tanned body. He had no tan lines at all. Being naked in the sun definitely agreed with him. We had to admit he looked stunning, naked like he was, his big flaccid cock laying on his inner thigh, those big orbed balls of his hanging between his legs. We cooled off in the water some, then got out to enjoy our beers. I laid on a chaise lounge and Tom scooted in beside me. Laying one hand on my inner thigh.

“Sorry, Josh, just have to be near you while I have the chance,” he said, smiling. I told him I rather enjoyed that, as I tickled his balls a little, making him giggle. James was laying with Jake beside us. “You know, if you weren’t so damned cute, I wouldn’t have this problem, but you can’t help being cute like you are. I’m glad,” he said, as he cupped my balls, warming them up, so he told me. I had to warm his up also.

“Are you going to make my dick hard and embarrass me in front of Martin?” I asked.

“Probably,” he teased. I laughed. We finished our beers and Martin immediately brought us another, standing beside us, as we looked up at his balls and uncut cock, his piss slit just beneath the sheath of his foreskin.

“What does that dick of yours look like when it gets angry?” I asked. Martin smiled, then took my hand and placed it on his cock and moved my hand in a jacking motion. I was jacking is cock, which started growing him my hand. Damn, if he didn’t have a magnificent rod, with plenty of girth to add to the length. He finally let go of my hand and let me continue to jack his cock. “Wow, that’s some cock, Martin. I bet you’re pretty popular here at the Pink Flamingo.” Martin smiled.

“I see my fair share of hot asses to penetrate,” Martin admitted. I was sure he did. Talk about a size queen’s dream. He was that and more. “Wanna play ring toss?” he asked. I gave him a puzzled look. The he reached over and grabbed some foot wide plastic rings and handed them to me. Then he stood back and told to me throw them so they hung on his cock. We had to sit up for this game. I tossed four and managed to land two over his cock. He picked up the other two, then handed them to Tom. Tom managed to get three on his dick. Jake got all four, and James got two, like me. As I got my second turn, his cock was no longer hard. I gave Martin a disappointed look. He walked up to me, pulled back the foreskin on his dick head, then put his cock against my mouth and told me to get the pin hard again. I wasted no time going down on him, and immediately brought that log back to life again. Martin smiled. I kissed his balls while I was at it. Damn, that felt good. The head of his penis was rather large. I couldn’t imagine what that felt like in an ass, but knew it was bigger than I wanted to take on. Martin leaned over and kissed me, thanking me for sucking his cock back to life. Tom wanted a taste of it also, and Martin was only too happy to oblige. We played ring toss again after that. Jake and James got him hard for the third game, then he said he had to go check on the chlorine levels in the pool and add chlorine. We watched his ass cheeks spread as he leaned over in front of us to test the water, his muscled glutes glistening with sweat in the sun. He had a nice dark hair rimmed asshole, that looked like it had seen some decent action, but was still tight. All four of us got boners just watching him work around the pool. We decided to hit the water again before we embarrassed ourselves too much.

Martin threw four rafts in the pool for us to float around on. I laid on my back and paddled around. Tom and I hooked our selves together by putting one leg over each other’s legs to hold us together. That allowed us to stroke our inner thighs and tease our balls and cocks. It felt so relaxing floating around together like that. Jake and James did as we did, only they got a little more frisky, trying to battle one another by ramming rafts and trying to flip one another over. Before I knew it, Jake came up under my raft and threw me in the air making me land in the water again. James did the same with Tom. Then a battle ensued. We ended up playing horse. I had Tom on my shoulders, his cock and balls up against my bare neck making my cock hard. Jake was holding James. The battles came out about even until we wore ourselves out. Tom had his ass in the pool and was leaning on the apron of the pool with his chest and arms. I came up behind him and humped him with my flaccid cock as I reached around and jerked his cock. He leaned around and kissed me passionately. “I love playing around like this naked together,” he said between kisses. By this time, I was hard as a rock and gently pushed my cock against his asshole, then between his legs, hitting the back of his ball sack. He said that felt fantastic. His cock was rock hard also, as he continued to kiss me passionately. We finally went to the steps and sat there for a while, gently stroking our boners. “Fuck this feels good, Josh,” Tom said, and kissed me some more. Jake and James were making out on one of the chaises. I thought Jake was fucking James there for a minute, but they were teasing each other like Tom and I were.

Tom got up and flopped down on his stomach on one of the rafts in the shallow end. “Give me a massage, Jeeves,” he teased. I got up and stood beside the raft and started massaging his neck and arms. I love giving massages. It seemed like a beautiful act of intimacy between two people. Made my cock hard every time I gave one. Thank goodness, Tuck really enjoyed them, and I certainly enjoyed giving them to him. “Damn, Josh, you give good massages,” Tom uttered in a relaxed tone.

“Well, you have a beautiful body, which makes it very easy. You fucking got me hard massaging you, Tom,” I kidded.

“I’m hard as a rock. You send chills through my body every time you touch me,” he replied. I told him I was glad to know I had that kind of affect on him. He said that was an understatement. I pried open his ass cheeks and played with the wet hair ring around his asshole and adorning the sides of his balls. I gave that area a little lick, sending chills through his body.

“You have the cutest ass, Tom. I just love your ass,” I told him. He chuckled. I worked his thighs, legs, pulled on his cock a few times between his legs, then got his calves, ankles and even his toes, which he said he’d never had done before, but his feet felt amazing to my touch. Then I had him turn over and did his front side, his cock standing tall. I worked around his erect penis, trying to avoid touching it, adding to the sexual tension that was definitely building between us. Tom gently caressed my penis and balls, as I continued to massage his front. I did his feet one more time, making him oooo and ahhhh. Then I headed to the steps and sat down, my ass just below the water. Tom followed me and sat on my lap facing me, kissing me passionately, as our hard cocks pressed up against each other. He lifted himself up and then slid his ass down on my ridged cock, making us one together.

“Fuck, you have a tight ass,” I whispered in his ear.

“No, you just have a big cock,” he whispered back, then kissed me again, as he rode my pole up and down. James and Jake made a big splash as they jumped into the pool and made their way to us. James just bent over the side of the pool with his ass in the water and told Jake to take him from behind. Jake was more than happy to oblige, taking James’ breath away as Jake penetrated his ass. Jake gave him a reach around, as he pounded his ass. We just leisurely screwed for a quite some time, taking our time and enjoying our bodies bound together by cock and ass. It was almost euphoric. Tom stopped us for a moment, saying he wanted to change positions. He laid on his back on one of the rafts in the shallow water, then put his hairy legs up on my shoulders, then had me re-enter him once more. He stroked his cock, as I continued to thrust my dick in and out of his hot little ass. Damn he felt great on my cock. Jake and James had changed it up a little also. They moved to the steps where we stared out. James was riding Jake’s hard cock, facing him to kiss him passionately. I hadn’t noticed it initially, but Martin was standing on the side of the pool looking down at the four of us fucking. His massive cock was rock hard, as he was lovingly stroking it, watching the four of us fuck.

“You guys are fucking in my pool,” he said. We told him ‘what of it’. He laughed, and said it was hot.

Tom stiffened up, jerked his cock hard, pulled me to him with his other hand, and buried his tongue in my throat, as his cock unloaded torrents of cum between the two of us. I could feel the warmth of his ball juice splatter all over my chest and his. “Shoot your load inside me, Josh. Give it to me,” he begged. He didn’t have to ask twice, and I grabbed him hard and practically sucked his tongue right out of his mouth, my balls giving up everything they had, flooding his bowels, as I jammed my cock deep into his ass, then collapsed on top of him, his legs sliding off my shoulders and down over the raft. We watched Jake and James as they orgasmed between each other on the steps, emptying their balls, then collapsing together.

“You guys messed up the PH in my pool. Now I have to retest the water,” Martin said, as he unleased several shots of his own ball juice halfway across the pool. Tom and I got a direct hit by one of his shots and got to taste his Adonis seed. Tasted damn good. Tom and I waded over to Martin, then grabbed his cock and sucked the remaining cum from that huge cock of his. He was a little sensitive and fell in between us, as a result. Jake and James came to join us, and the five of us gently fondled each other and kissed.

“You guys like my pool?” Martin asked us. We told him we enjoyed it very much. “Glad you did, and hope you enjoy it even more. The hot tub should be fun later on tonight if you want to soak and relax, he hinted. We told him that sounded like a great idea.

Ezra came out to talk to us. “Mr. Stoney has made dinner arrangements for you guys at a nice bistro downtown. The car will be ready for you in 20 minutes, not that you need to hurry,” he said smiling. With that we jumped out of the pool and headed to the big Roman shower in our suite. Needless to say, we had an abbreviated shower, but we had fun with each other, nonetheless. Then we quickly dressed, as Greer yelled at us to hurry up so we could go see Stoney, still pissed he wasn’t here with us.

We had the same driver that picked us up at the airport, deliver us to the restaurant. The head waiter, ushered us into a small intimate private room, where he said Stoney had picked out the menu for us. Greer was looking all around for Stoney. Finally, he couldn’t stand it any longer and yelled at the head waiter. “Where is Stoney and why isn’t he here?” he asked, somewhat angrily. The head waiter was somewhat shocked.

“Sir, Mr. Stoney regrets he will not be joining you for dinner this evening. He has requested you meet him after dinner. You will see him shortly. Those were his orders,” the head waiter replied, thinking we already knew that. Greer was so pissed off, he couldn’t eat. The rest of us enjoyed a fabulous spread of shrimp, crab and lobster. Greer just sulked and drank. I had to stop him, at one point, not wanting him to be drunk and nasty when he finally got to see Stoney.

“Would you guys hurry up and eat, so we can get the hell out of here and confront the man, as to why he’s treating the ones he loves so rudely?” Greer asked angrily. We scarfed down our food as quickly as we could. Our waiter did inform us that our car was not leaving until 6:15. We still had another 10 minutes. By now, Greer was beside himself. All attempts to calm him down were failing. None of us could reason with him until we were in the Expedition and on our way, finally. Another five minutes and we were pulling up to, what looked to be an old mansion of some type. It was a rather beautiful and peaceful location. The sun was just about to set over the ocean, painting the sky a beautiful orange color, as this orange globe stood just above the water, ready to sink into the sea, it seemed like, when the sun finally set. There was a nice comfortable ocean breeze that felt great as Jake, Greer and I exited the Expedition and headed inside. The driver was going to take Tom and James back to the Pink Flamingo. A nicely dressed man in a suit welcomed us at the door, telling us our host would see us now. Our hearts were beating in anticipation, at the threshold of solving this crazy mystery that had us all rattled and Greer half insane. We followed our host up the beautiful winding open stairway to a set of double doors in this gorgeous upper hallway.

“Mr. Stoney will see you now,” he said, as he opened up the double doors and we hastily made our way inside.

“Oh, my God!” Greer said, as we stared at what was about to change our lives forever, our hearts, minds and souls not able to fully comprehend, at first, what we were seeing, to a backdrop of the most magnificent sunset of all times, through the huge open picture window.
 
Well ..................................

Seems I was wrong about Stoney not being in Key West .....................

Though he may have been elsewhere, for his first several weeks, it sounds like he's been in Key West during the last several weeks,
or so .....................

It also sounds like things are worse than even I expected! ..................... DAMN IT!!

But, HEY! I could be wrong about that, too! (I hope!) .....................

The flight down was Awesome! I really enjoy reading about the planes, and, now, especially the Latitude!

SO ... The Pink Flamingo is an asset, too? Does Martin cum with it? Is he MANagement material? What about the mansion?

I'm sure that Greer is staying! Of course, Josh, Jake, Tom and James have to fly back Sunday, whether they want to, or not .....................

*SIGH!*

You've thrown us ALL another curve, FT, buddy! And, a BIG one, at that!

Lay it on us, bro! .....................
Chaz :help:
 
P.S. ................

Turns out that Dylan is a natural 'runner'. He likes fetching and delivering things. Gives him an immediate, short term, mission and purpose. Grants him a sense of accomplishment. Bar back fits that bill. Waiting tables kinda did, too, but those pesky customers were always getting in the way.

It'll be interesting to see how much he manages to soak up on the construction site. He's always complaining about how crazy college boys are. What's he going to say when Josh enrolls him in the Structural Engineering and Design program at Uni? HA!

Allen's dad is coming for a visit? A business trip, huh? Though he did help get the CNB off the ground, what's he going to think once he realizes he's been eclipsed by Stoney? Will Allen, and "our guys", even want his corporate world mindset tangled up with their businesses at all?

Also ... with Stoney and Greer in Key West, does that mean the ranch will be Will's to Fully run and manage? That is what he's basically doing already ...

SO many irons in the fire!

I hope you're planning on writing this far into your retirement, FT! :gogirl: (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv:
 
Okay, like this cliffhanger was the cliffhanger to end all cliffhangers, FT. Good grief, you make me nervous and twitchiwy. I'm hoping beyond all hope that tonight we'll have the answer to what's up with Stoney. It's not fair to torture us like this, although I'm sure you're getting a kick out of this. I am hoping and praying that Stoney is going to lay something magnanimous on the boys that will blow their minds and make them filthy rich. Maybe he bought a country that will just be for the gay community or something crazy like that. I've got my fingers crossed. I know Chaz does also. Hopefully, you'll lay another chapter on us tonight, and for shit's sake, please don't make it the final chapter and really blow our minds. Chaz already outlined just a few of the items still unresolved that we desperately need to know about in order to have peace of mind and stability in our lives. We're on this bent train and it's rolling down the tracks at a fast speed. Please, no train wrecks.

Okay, so much for the cliffhanger. I like Martin. I love the fact they found out they own a 'clothing optional' resort. Spent some times at a few of those myself and always had a great time with the guys.

Maybe this mansion is their new world headquarters Stoney is surprising them with???? I hope, I hope, I hope.

Would you please get a dick up Greer's ass soon so he can chill out a little? He gives me concern.

So much for chatter and guessing. Onto the next chapter ASAP, FT. The suspense is killing me, and I'm sure the others. Can't get enough of it. Love you for writing all of this bent amusement, buddy. BC
 
Thanks for the comments guys. For the record, I'm not ending the story so keep your briefs on, BC. I'm as entrenched in this as much as you guys are. I know where it's going, but there is so much stuff to enjoy and live through to get there. We may have to have a part 2 or something. I'm thinking about that and what to do there. Yes, this cliffhanger was kind of naughty, but then it's what helps to make the story interesting, a little suspense. It will be interesting to see what you think about this chapter and how close it came to your suspicions. I wrote them some time ago and then filled in with chapters to get there, not that they didn't all lead to where we are today, but if you know the destination, you can draw the road map, then have side trips along the way, so to speak.

Okay, so here's where Stoney is and what he's up to. Don't hate me for this. Huggs, FT
 
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