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Chapter 337 – Setting Ross Straight and Terry Makes a Move
While I was elated to hear that hiring Jim for the construction company would save us a ton of money on the painting of our dormitory, I still had concerns in the back of my mind how this might play out with Drey and his company. Surely his company would be the primary bidder on the supply of paint, but what would that do to Drey’s compensation overall and, more important than that, his relationship with Jim, which was already on the skids as it was. It really wasn’t Drey’s fault the relationship between Jim and him was as messed up as it was. Drey didn’t help the situation by moving the waitress into their home, and if she wasn’t the girl of his dreams, he shouldn’t have done that. It was almost like he was testing Jim to see what it would be like should he ever do something like that. I guess he found out. Still, it might not have been that way, had Jim actually liked the girl and was assured Drey really loved her. I got the feeling Jim felt like Drey was just rubbing the fact he could do that in Jim’s face, trying to prove a point. If Jim really loved Drey, like we were sure he did, Jake and I both felt like Jim would have approved someone he felt Drey really loved. Jim would understand that’s what Drey needed to fulfill his life, and take the place of Jim overall. We felt like Jim would have accepted that and still remained close friends with Drey. There was fault on both sides, when you thought about it, and no one won in the end. So sad, I thought.
Terry, on the other hand, had been dealt a foul hand, been betrayed by someone he truly loved. Peter was purely at fault with that. If he didn’t love Terry anymore, they could have talked about it honestly and decided what to do. Sneaking around and lying was not an answer to their sexual needs. Terry was truly hurt, felt betrayed and abandoned. He was going to take more work than Jim, I had a feeling. The problem with him was what to do with him in the immediate future. I wasn’t going to give up Jake full time, just to get him over this traumatic breakup. We had to figure out a better plan.
Terry had volunteered to help us this evening with Ladies’ Night. That would keep his mind off things for the immediate future, although his chances of meeting another hot guy weren’t good with a bar full of women. I couldn’t think of any of my dancers that were looking for anyone either. Terry was obviously a relationship guy also, so meeting someone new would take so time, and considerable effort before he’d even think of moving in together with someone again.
Jake said he saw Terry at gymnastics where they showered together. Terry told him he still hadn’t been back to the apartment. He said Peter had texted him and told him he was being ridiculous staying away like he was. Terry told Jake he thought Peter was intentionally trying to torture him. Jake said Terry was going back to the apartment after gymnastics, then coming over here to help out tonight. I asked Jake if he needed to stay another night. Jake said maybe, and then he could go with Terry tomorrow to get some of his clothes and try to figure out what to do next. Jake said he hated the thought of what Peter was doing to him. I had to agree.
I asked Jake if anyone had seen Dylan yet. Jake said he saw Buzz drop him off, but hadn’t seen him since and didn’t talk to him. I wasn’t sure what his attitude was going to be like this evening either. So much unhappiness, I thought to myself. To add to the already tense situation, we had to deal with Ross again tonight. I was kind of disappointed that Phil asked him to perform for us that one time. It would have been much better never to have met the guy.
Thad and I worked through a few things in the office, then he took off to have dinner with Cliff, only to return later to help out with Ladies’ Night. Todd and Chad came by for a quick dinner before they had to be kicked out for Ladies’ Night.
“So I heard you were happy with what Jim proposed,” I told the two, as Jake and I joined them for a bite to eat.
“Honestly, it saves us gobs of money, Josh. It really did make a difference. The boy really figured out a way to save close to two hundred thousand dollars. I guess we can afford to hire him now. The paint store was paying him well, at $50K, but we can go $60K with a bonus of nearly $20K if he comes in on what he says he can do. I’m sure we can do better if he cuts the costs even further. He’s sharp, guys. I mean, he really knows his stuff and where to go find it. I always thought he and Drey were pretty equal in in their professionalism, but I think Jim may have been the sharper of the two. I have to say, I am impressed,” Todd said. I was happy to hear that.
“So, he’s going forward with this, from what Jake told me?” I asked.
“Going to resign on Friday of this week. We put him on the payroll next Monday and put him to work. He has to get his painter contractor’s license, and I have to sign off on it, being a GC, general contractor, saying he’s acceptable in this area. Hell, you couldn’t find a better guy to be a painter contractor. That should take a couple of weeks to complete, then he goes to work sourcing product and setting up the labor. I’ll have him do some work with the drywall contractors also. He’ll be as good at that as he is painting. Yep, this was a damn good idea. Wish Chad and I would have figured this out a long time ago, but this is going to work well,” Todd explained. Made me happy.
“By the way, how was Dylan today?” I had to ask. Todd and Chad kind of grinned, leading me to believe he must have told them something.
“He told us both he thought he might be in trouble. We were all ears, wondering what he did now. He told us about the blowup last night. He said he wasn’t sure what came over him that he told you and Dustin to go fuck yourselves. Did he really say that?” Chad asked. I shook my head ‘yes’. “Damn him anyhow.”
“I just wondered if he’d say anything to you guys,” I replied.
“He was wondering if he was going to get fired and sent back to jail. I told him there was no way you’d ever let that happen, Josh. We both told him you really cared about him and thought he was making great progress. He just kind of hung his head and said he thought he fucked up big time, this time,” Todd explained.
“Don’t know why he was mad. He wanted me to take him to work out, and I had an important dinner meeting last night, so I couldn’t do it. I tried to get him to let one of the other guys take him, but he wouldn’t have it. It had to be me. The other guys couldn’t do it anyway, but he didn’t know that at the time. Then, Dustin wanted to sleep with Jake and I last night, as he does from time to time and Dylan knows that. Well, Jake’s friend Terry spent the night, after having a hell of an argument with his boyfriend, so Jake tried to console him last night and Dustin slept with me. That really pissed off Dylan for some reason. He told us all to go fuck ourselves last night and slammed his bedroom door in our faces. I even offered to let him sleep with us. Dustin even offered to let him sleep with me alone, but he wanted no part of it,” I told them.
“Hell, you wouldn’t have to ask me twice to sleep with you. I would have jumped at the chance,” Todd said, getting an evil eye from Chad.
“Who wouldn’t?” Chad added. I laughed.
“Dustin thinks Dylan loves me, and I didn’t give him his Josh time yesterday, which pissed him off and made him jealous of Dustin. Hell, he doesn’t even like me to hug him or really touch him in any way,” I explained. “I’ve never seen anything like it before. I really thought we were breaking down the barriers and we were reaching him, but I’m not so sure anymore,” I confessed. Todd shook his head.
“Josh, you and Jake have worked wonders with him. He has made tremendous progress. We can see the improvements every day. You might be right in that he thought he got slighted with your time yesterday, and that probably set him off. Todd and I explained to him what a busy guy you were, and were half crazy trying to take care of the business and all the friends you cared about, including him. We reminded him, that never in our wildest dreams, did we think someone like him would enter our lives and become someone we had to care about and take care of. I reminded him it was a major task to take him in, but the two of you and your brothers accepted him into your lives, and cared for him as if he was one of their own. He said he didn’t feel like one of you guys and really didn’t belong. I told him he was dead wrong. If he was still with you guys, you loved him and that was that. He looked shocked when we told him that, but stopped to think about it. He’s still a little edgy, guys. He hasn’t grasped the whole idea you guys care about him. He still considers himself, pretty much an outsider, one that is to be tolerated, but not really cared about,” Chad informed us.
“Has he begun to trust you guys?” I asked.
“Huh, funny you asked. He asked us today if there was any way he could be turned over to us instead of having to live with you guys, making us responsible for him,” Todd informed us. I shook my head.
“You want him? I mean we could talk to Conner and see what he thinks,” I replied, worn out trying to love someone that didn’t want to be loved.
“Oh, I’d take him in a heartbeat, but that’s not going to solve his problems,” Todd replied. “I told him he couldn’t have better friends than you and your group of guys. You guys are close to the same age, and you have so much going for you. We told him whether he knew it or not, you all did love and care about him. It would break your heart to lose him now, not to mention the court would never allow a second placement. It was either he make it where he was, or go back to jail. We told him we deeply cared about him, but our dearest friends, you guys, cared about him even more. He needed to open his eyes and see what we were talking about,” Todd explained.
“So, what did he think about what you said?” I asked.
“He wasn’t so sure he hadn’t destroyed your trust and confidence in him. We told him you and Jake were the most loving and forgiving friends he could ever have. I don’t know if he bought that or not. He certainly had a lot to think about. I guess time will tell. You haven’t talked to him since he got back?” Todd asked.
“No, haven’t seen him yet. He’s helping out with Ladies’ Night as a barback, so we’ll see what he says tonight, if he says anything at all,” I replied. Todd and Chad, both told us to give him some time, as he was still wrestling with feelings and who he was now. I didn’t quite understand that statement. I did tell them we’d let nature take its course. Todd and Chad, both, said we were doing a great job with Dylan overall and to hang in there.
It was getting close to the time we had to clear the bar to re-open for Ladies’ Night. Todd and Chad said their goodbyes, saying we needed to get together somewhere to re-enact our summer swim parties, without the pool. Jake and I both laughed, but knew what they were hinting at.
Terry came in right before we closed to clear the bar. Jake took him to the dressing room and found him some short shorts and a CNB wife-beater shirt to wear, his official uniform for the night, along with us. I asked him if he wore a jock underneath his short shorts or went commando. He suggested I check to find out. I grinned at Jake and went for it, feeling his bare cock and balls when I stuck my hand down the front of his shorts.
“Damn, Terry. That’s dangerous on a night like tonight,” I warned.
“Hey, my gay boyfriend doesn’t love me anymore, so maybe I’ll get lucky with some girl tonight,” he replied. I rolled my eyes.
“No self-respecting gay guy can be that desperate,” I assured him. Jake seconded that.
Ethan was dressed and at his post. Dustin checked in, giving me a kiss before taking his place in the lineup. Jake took Terry under his wing to train him. I was dying to hear if he talked to Peter today and what their status was. Trevor and Andy were on the other side of the circular bar, along with Brady and Zach. Devin wasn’t working tonight. Sandy was dancing tonight, so he wasn’t working the bar. Ashton was working the lights and doubling as the DJ in the DJ sight and sound booth. I had seen Chuck come in and head to the dressing room. Stan and Gentry had been here a while. Eric was checking out the kegs and booze to make sure we had plenty before the tsunami hit. Here came Dylan, walking downstairs to the bar in his short shorts and wife-beater, hanging on his lanky body. I smiled at him when he got the bar.
“Sup?” I said. He smiled.
“Hey, that’s my line,” he came back with.
“I know. I always kind of liked it and decided to try it on you,” I chided. He smiled, then just headed to the door to the center of the bar to check in with Eric. At least we had made contact, both of us showing each other we weren’t mad at one another. I supposed progress had been made until the next time I pissed him off, for whatever reason. There was some sort of commotion at the door. Our security officers opened the door to let the football players in, led by none other than Ross, who was his own boisterous self. He came right over to me and gave me a hug, picking me up in his strong arms.
“is tonight going to be the night you fuck me finally?” he asked, whispering in my ear.
“I wasn’t planning on it, but you never know when your lucky night might happen, Ross,” I teased.
“Josh, I’ve been dreaming about that hot cock of yours in my ass ever since last Saturday. Damn, I want you so bad. This is prime quarterback ass here, boy. It needs your cock pounding it,” he whispered desperately. I just smiled at him, and told him to go get ready. Wally was right behind him. If I could only find a way to get those two together somehow and leave myself and Jake out of the equation. Ethan and Dustin drew the five of them beers, which they took with them to the dressing room. Ten minutes later, Stan came out of the dressing room and talked to Eric. Eric told Dustin something, then told Dylan something. Dustin drew five more beers. Ty showed up at that moment. He said he’d help tonight, then headed to the dressing room to get his short shorts and wife-beater on to join the server crew. The next thing I knew, Dylan came storming back, from what looked to be the dressing room. He was obviously pissed about something.
“Everything alright?” I asked.
“Fuck No!” he almost yelled. “You need to throw that asshole out on his ass and keep him the hell out of here,” Dylan ranted.
“Which asshole?” I asked, trying to calm him down.
“That fucking Ross,” he replied, still heated.
“What happened?” I asked, not knowing how he could have possibly interacted with Ross.
“Eric told me to deliver the football players more beer. I minded my own business and took them the beer. That fucking Ross made fun of me in front of the rest of the dancers, saying, as pipsqueakish as I was, I must have a little dick, that’s why I was a barback and not a dancer. Then he told me to take my little dick back to the little boys, as I couldn’t hang out with the big dicks,” Dylan said. “He’s not going to stop making fun of me, Josh. He’s an asshole, and why you even put up with him blows my mind. I thought you were a decent guy. You always stand for what’s right. Well, Ross isn’t right, and he just makes a mockery out of you and all the rest of us. You need to do something about him. Kick his ass out. We don’t need that fucked up closet faggot in our place,” he said, still heated. I was getting pissed at this point.
“Come with me, Dylan,” I told him. Dylan hesitated following me, not knowing what I was going to do. I grabbed his arm and started to pull him with me, which then he soon followed. “We’re going to address this right now.
Ross was standing there naked, when we got to the dressing room. Most all of the guys were in some sort of preparation, putting cock rings on, thongs, then their costumes.
“Ross, put some shorts on and follow me,” I ordered.
“Oh, the king has spoken,” he joked with his teammates, then slipped on some athletic shorts. “I see you brought pipsqueak with you,” he jested. I gave him an evil eye. He could tell I was not happy. We went to the mechanical room just off the dressing room. We could talk privately there.
“Listen, Ross. You owe Dylan here an apology, trying to belittle him in front of your teammates. He’s tired of it, and frankly an attack on one of my guys is an attack on me. I’m not putting up with it,” I told him.
“Hey, Josh, I was just funnin around. No offense meant to the boy,” Ross replied.
“Ross, I’m telling you, unless you treat Dylan here with respect anywhere you see him, you’re not welcome here anymore. You’re no longer a friend of mine or anyone of us here at the CNB. In fact, I don’t want to ever see you in here again if you’re going to act like that. Dylan is one of my brothers. I love him very much, and if you’re going to be an asshole around him, we’re done, and you and the boys can get the hell out of here right now and never come back. Do you understand what I’m saying?” I asked firmly.
“Gees, Josh, keep your dick in your pants, dude. I didn’t mean anything by it. I’m sure he’s a decent dude and all, but look at him. He’s so thin and spindly. He needs to work out a little or something,” Ross replied, pissing me off even further.
“I think you need to leave, Ross, because it’s obvious you didn’t get the message I just gave you,” I said firmly.
“Come on, Josh. What’s got you and the kid so pissed off all of a sudden?” Ross asked, now getting concerned he was being banned from a place and new friends he really enjoyed.
“You have Ross. All of us know you’re gay and we protect your secret, to help you uphold your image. We do that while you demean the ones that are helping you, Ross. You pick on Dylan, you pick on me. Besides, he has a bigger dick than you do anyway, so watch what you say, because you’re all wrong. You ought to know better than anyone about that,” I informed him. Ross gave me a perplexed look. Dylan wasn’t saying anything.
“How the hell should I know?” Ross asked. “I mean, if it is, I’m impressed. May have misjudged you, but, like I said, I was just kidding around with my guys,” Ross replied.
“The reason you should know, Ross, is that you paid Dylan here to fuck your ass not too many weeks ago. You were probably too drunk to remember, but he did the job for you and you said, at the time, it was the best fuck you’d ever had. Now you want to make fun of the guy that kept your secret? I’d say that’s pretty low, and frankly someone like that could never be a friend of mine,” I warned. Ross looked like he didn’t know what to say.
“I thought you looked familiar, but I couldn’t quite place you,” he said to Dylan.
“Oh, I remember you all too well. You tried to cheat me out of what you owed me when we were done, after you told me what a good fuckin I gave you. You were a jerk then and you’re a jerk now,” Dylan replied. “You just never stop being a jerk, Ross. You should be ashamed of yourself, as great as Josh has been to you, letting you hang out with his guys, getting your ass fucked by some of his guys. Then you give me shit. Well, piss on that shit,” Dylan said disgusted.
“Guys, I am so sorry. I didn’t know,” he said, trying to back down and appear more apologetic. “Did I pay you back then? Do I owe you anything?” he asked sheepishly.
“You paid me, after I gave you some shit for trying to cheat me. But I never forget those that try to do me wrong. Besides, I’m not in the business anymore. I had to give it up. I’m legit now, living here with Josh and his team. They treat me right. Everything was fine until you had to come along,” Dylan informed him.
“Josh, you said you love him?” Ross asked.
“With all my heart, Ross. I love all my friends and partners. We are an extremely tight group here that support each other in everything we do,” I told Ross, getting a strange look from Dylan. “We extended that kindness to you, knowing you were struggling with who you are and your ability to hide it from the world. I thought this was kind of a safe house for you, where you could be yourself, enjoy some of the gay activities and not be afraid of being outed to your teammates and fans. You were happy here, and could kick back and be yourself. But if you’re going to belittle and demean someone I truly love as my brother, then you’re not welcome here anymore,” I told him emphatically.
“Dudes, I am so sorry. I didn’t realize what an ass I was. I get carried away sometimes showing off like I was some sort of celebrity or something, and don’t realize when I’m being a dick. I was a total dick. I’m sorry, Dylan. I promise to treat you with respect from now on. Guess I have to if you have a bigger dick than mine anyway,” he said, trying to lighten the mood. Dylan didn’t smile. “He really does have a bigger dick?” Ross asked me. I nodded yes.
“Damn thing feels so hot in my ass and everyone else’s. It’s Heaven, Ross. Well, hell, you ought to know. You’ve been there. The kid is to male sex what you are to football, I guess you could say,” I chided. Ross seemed impressed.
“Can I hug you and tell you I’m sorry?” Ross asked. “I promise to respect you from now on,” Ross told Dylan, holding out his arms for a hug. Dylan wasn’t so sure about his hug, but Ross hugged him anyway, Dylan just standing there, not moving.
“He’s not really a hugger, Ross. He’s more a, ‘make your ass feel wonderful’ type of guy, but we love him with all our hearts, and you need to also,” I replied.
“Damn, I need to make him a friend for sure then, so maybe I can get a repeat performance, especially since he’s not charging anymore. That’s even better,” Ross chided, after he let Dylan go from his one-sided hug.
“I only have sex with guys that I care about, Ross, and we’re not there yet,” Dylan informed him. Ross looked disappointed.
“I need to change that, don’t I,” he stated. “Come with me, Dylan. I want to apologize to the whole team, and tell them what a great sport you are,” Ross said, pulling Dylan out the mechanical room door and back to the dressing room. Dylan and I weren’t sure what he had in mind as we walked back into the dressing room.
“Guys, listen up. I have something to tell you all. I was an asshole to Dylan here earlier, and made fun of him, which was terribly wrong. I can be an asshole at times,” Ross admitted, getting a vote of confidence for being an asshole from the rest of his teammates. They agreed, Ross was an asshole at times. “Thanks for the support guys. Anyway, Dylan is a great guy, and my new best buddy here at the CNB. I want all of you to treat him with respect. I just found out he has a dick that puts us all to shame, so no one ever bring that up again, as Dylan is more man than any of the rest of us. Anybody messes with my new best bro, answers to me. Now everyone of you sisters give him a hug and mean it,” Ross told them. One by one, the football players gave Dylan a hug. He didn’t hug back, but just stood there and let it happen. Ross even hugged him one more time, apologizing once again for being a proverbial asshole. Dylan and I finally left. When we got outside the dressing room door, just the two of us, Dylan stopped me.
“Thanks, Josh. I think you made him understand for once. Not sure if he’ll remember it or not. Who knows. Why did you say you loved me back there?” he asked, somewhat curious about my statement.
“I do, Dylan. I deeply care about you, which is a form of love. I’ve tried to make you understand you’re one of us now. College boy, construction worker, contractor, accountant, pilot, barback, cop, it doesn’t make any difference. We’re all guys with emotions and feelings. We all have a dick and two balls, well except for OBB, but that’s beside the point. The fact that we all care about one another and support each other in our day to day lives, working together for a successful future for each other, is the only important thing. You need to get rid of this crazy college boy shit. You are one of us now, and you’re just as good as any of us. You help us out in many ways. I know it’s a stretch for you to understand the meaning of caring for one another, but you have come a long way, and I think you’re starting to ‘get it’ to some extent. I’m proud of you. I deeply care about you, and will for as long as you’ll let me. We all let you into our lives and care about you. You need to let us into your life and care about us,” I told him. He listened intently, not saying anything.
“I care. Sometimes I feel like I don’t fit in, and you have your favorites, and I’m not one of them, so I feel a little left out. But I’m grateful I have a better life now than I had before, and I see it possibly going somewhere, which I never saw a future with the life I had,” he said, making me a little sad.
“Dylan, the only reason you may be left out is that you leave yourself out. You’re welcome to do anything we do. Jake and I don’t really have favorites. We try to love everyone the same and respond to the needs of everyone equally if we can. If there is something more you need from me, I’m here for you. You need to know that. Like tonight. Ross needed his ass kicked and we kicked it. He’s a better person and, hopefully a friend of yours now. If not, he’s gone. We turned a perceived enemy of yours into a friend, we hope. That’s a win-win, if there ever was one,” I told him. He seemed to take it all in.
“Thank you, Josh. I feel like you have to keep bailing me out. I don’t want to be a burden that way, when the rest of the guys don’t need your help, like I seem to,” he confessed. I smiled at him.
“Oh, they’ve all needed help from time to time, including me, and my friends all came to my rescue. That’s what I love about all of you,” I replied. Dylan smiled. “There is something you could really help me with, though,” I told him. He looked perplexed.
“I need a meaningful hug from you in the worst way,” I commented, looking him in the eyes. The bugger came up and hugged me. I actually felt like he meant it this time. “Wow, that was nice. I felt something magical there, Dylan. We really need to do that more often,” I remarked. He just shrugged his shoulders.
“Josh, why did you tell Ross we fucked? We’ve never done that,” Dylan asked. I got a little embarrassed. “Not only that, but you told him it was wonderful. We don’t know if it would be wonderful, since we haven’t done it, not that you aren’t welcome to fuck my ass. Gawd knows, as great as you’ve been to me, you deserve it.” I tried to put my thoughts together so I could explain myself.
“Dylan, I wanted Ross to think you and I were as intimate as me and any of the rest of our guys. He needed to know that the love between us was as strong as with me, Jake, any of the rest of our group. That’s why I told a little white lie. Besides I have to believe making love with you would be very special,” I told him.
“Josh, I know how to fuck. I just don’t know how to make love. Not sure what the difference is,” he replied, somewhat confused at my explanation.
“Oh, you’ll know when the time comes, Dylan. There’s nothing like it. Believe me,” I explained. He still wasn’t sure what I was trying to tell him. “Guess we better get back to work, I just heard the doors open and the women flood the bar. I suggest we run for our lives back to the bar,” I said, as we ran off to get behind the bar before being stampeded by all the horny women.
After my return to the bar, I noticed Sarah sitting in front of her boyfriend, Ethan. Ethan was flirting with her, no doubt about it. There were other girls there that wanted to flirt with Ethan also, much to the disgust of Sarah.
All the dancers put on a great show, and the football players did an exceptional heterosexual performance, leaving the women panting and horny for dick. There were bras and panties galore, thrown at the dancers. I told Terry, it was his job to collect all them after we kicked out all the pussy. He said he wanted thick rubber gloves if he had garbage detail. No self-respecting gay guy wanted that detail. Eric thought it was funny.
Sarah was giving me a raft of shit about Ethan posing in the photoshoot. I reminded her it was Riley and Simon’s idea. I assured her Ethan didn’t have to participate if he didn’t want to, however the rest of the partners were and he’d be one of the only ones that didn’t. Ethan told her he was a partner and he had an obligation to participate. Sarah told him the next thing that’d happen would be we’d want him to participate in some gay sexual thing. I almost had to laugh. Ethan told her she was crazy. He was straight, and we all respected that. He was straight alright, but that didn’t stop him from participating in our initiation process, but that was not for her to know about.
“I can’t believe you fuck my brother like you do,” Sarah told me, trying to find something else to argue with me about. Ethan rolled his eyes.
“Only because he wants me to, Sarah. Riley’s cool. Gotta a hot ass also, nice and tight too,” I teased. “Makes me feel wonderful all over. I could really learn to love that guy. Great chemistry between us,” I added. Sarah looked disgusted. “What, the chemistry between you and Ethan isn’t intense making you two feel like you’re the only two in this world and you’re on top of the world, your orgasms so intense it blows your mind?” Again she shook her head at me, like I was crazy or something. Ethan looked rattled, like he didn’t have a clue what I was talking about, leading me to believe his experiences with Sarah weren’t as great as his with me and Jake.
“TMI, Josh,” Ethan told me. I smiled at him. “What’s so special about him anyway?” Ethan asked.
“Like I said, the chemistry between us is awesome. Besides that, he’s a good friend, Ethan, like you. I helped him through some stuff when he was trying to find himself and make a breakthrough in his modeling career. He’s doing great now because of the work we did together,” I explained. Ethan still looked like he didn’t like what he heard
“He spends a lot of time with you. Can’t believe he spent the night with you and Will last Saturday night,” Ethan remarked. “It’s not like you don’t have enough close friends to sleep with.”
“Riley’s sweet, and doesn’t have any friends to have some fun with. Jake and I take care of our friends. What difference is it to you anyway?” I asked curiously, wondering if there wasn’t just a tinge of jealousness there for whatever reason. Ethan just shook his head.
“Nothing to me. I certainly don’t care who you sleep with. None of my business,” he replied, obviously wanting to end the subject. I wasn’t sure what his concern was with Riley and me. Surely, he couldn’t be jealous of Riley. Hell, he was sleeping with his sister.
The evening was finally winding down and we were getting rid of the last of the drunk women for the night. Although Ladies’ Night was a very profitable night for us, none of us liked having to deal with all that estrogen, except our security team, Sandy, Chuck, and possibly Eric and Ethan. The rest of us could care less, having to flirt with the women like we did.
Ethan told me he was going to go upstairs and change, then walk Sarah back to her apartment. I asked him if he felt lucky tonight. He just smiled. I told him if Sarah wasn’t in the mood, I was sure Riley would be. He just shook his head at me and chuckled.
Ross had left with the rest of the team members, not having an excuse to stay this time. I was happy to have him out of our hair for once. At least he made up with Dylan. It appeared that way, anyway. With Dylan, you never really knew. I gave Eric a hug and told him to go home to his family. He squeezed my ass cheeks as we hugged. I asked him if he was trying to seduce me. He commented, ‘maybe’. We both laughed.
Ty said he was worn out again. He thought the ladies were harder to deal with than the guys. He told me the women were extremely handsy tonight. I drew him a beer.
“You up for a shower tonight to work out the kinks, or are you tired and going home?” I asked him. He looked like he wasn’t quite sure how to answer that question. I was a little concerned maybe we had crossed a line we shouldn’t have, and he was trying to gracefully retreat to the other side of that line.
“Oh, I guess if you don’t have any company tonight. I hate to intrude,” he said nervously.
“Oh, there’s always a stray guest around here somewhere, but that’s never a problem,” I replied. “It’s up to you. You’re welcome anytime,” I assured him. Ty said he guessed he could then. I was curious to see what might happen tonight in the shower with him. Would it be just a shower, or would he welcome something else? Whatever it was, he had to make the first move. I wasn’t going to push him, that was for sure.
While we were cleaning everything up, Jake asked me if Terry could spend one more night with us, although Terry told him he’d sleep on the couch by himself, that Jake had to sleep with me. He wasn’t interfering anymore with our relationship. I told Jake that Terry could sleep with both of us if he wouldn’t mind, and that I wouldn’t mind a shot at that ass of his. Jake smiled and said ‘deal’.
We finally got everything under control. Trevor, Andy and Ashton took off for their apartment. Brady and Zach were already upstairs, along with Dustin and Dylan. Allen and OBB were gone also. Jake introduced Ty to Terry. They seemed to hit it off okay. Jake said he needed to talk to Terry for a few minutes and for Ty and me to go ahead and get cleaned up, they’d be up after a bit. I supposed, Terry wanted to update Jake on Peter. Ty and I stripped off in our bedroom, then headed to the shower. I turned on all the water, to enjoy the massage effect of all the jets, even though there were just two of us. Ty took it upon himself to soap me up. I got a finger through my asscrack, as he cleaned my backside. I could tell he was hard when I turned around, feeling his boner up against my ass, as his hands came around and suds up my chest and abs from behind. I wiggled my ass up against his boner and told him it felt kind of good. He apologized for getting erect. I told him never to apologize for that, as it was a very natural thing to happen. Still, he was embarrassed. I turned him around and washed him the same way he had me. I massaged his boner and balls with my soapy hand, getting him all excited. He turned around and hugged me, our erect penises pressing up against one another’s abs as we hugged.
“Is there something you need from me, Ty? Something you want to learn or know?” I asked, as one of my hands went down to caress his balls and cock, as we hugged.
“I’m not sure, Josh. I, I’m just not sure what I’m doing here. It feels good, but I don’t know anything about what you guys do?” he replied nervously.
“Is there something you want me to show you? You don’t have to be nervous or concerned. It’s just you and me. No one will know about anything, but it has to be something you want, not what I want,” I assured him. He looked into my eyes nervously, as I began to stroke his hard cock and he stroked mine. I loved the feel of his nice cock in my hand. He had a nice girth and such a nice body. Although a few years older than me, he was very hot and very desirable. I could feel the blood pulsating through his cock, making me wonder what that dick would be like in my ass or what mine might be like in his. I could feel his penis enlarge and throb even more. Seconds later he was shooting his seed halfway across the shower room, prompting me to hold onto him, as his orgasm was so intense, his legs were giving way.
“Fuck, I’m so sorry, Josh. I don’t know, what came over me. I’m so embarrassed,” he said, as he tried to get his breath back. I hugged him tightly and ran my hand up and down his back, as if to console him.
“Nothing to apologize for, Ty. That was a hell of a load, buddy. Man, did you ever shoot a good one. Damn, I’m impressed,” I complimented him. He kind of half smiled and half grimaced, somewhat relieved I was okay with everything.
“You certainly have a way with your hands, Josh. That took my breath away,” he confessed. I got more soap in my hand and cleaned off his cum dripping cock and got him all cleaned up, just as Terry and Jake came in the room. Ty was only at half-mast when the boys arrived, but with all the water flying everywhere, you couldn’t tell all that much. Jake and I picked on Terry, double teaming him, soaping him up and getting him hard. He told us we were terrible, but fun. Ty just laughed at our antics. We finally all rinsed off, then dried off. Ty got dressed, but Jake, Terry and I put on our briefs. I got out more beer in the kitchen. We sat around the kitchen island enjoying our beer.
“I’m going to have to find another place to live, guys,” Terry started to say. “I was telling Jake, I can’t stand even a minute around Peter anymore. He’s just hateful for some reason. I thought I loved him and he loved me, but, obviously, whatever we had is long gone. There’s a constant parade of guys in and out, whether I’m there or not. I guess he likes the idea of flaunting his boys in my face. You guys are the only true friends I have anymore. Thanks for being so wonderful. I don’t know what I’d do without you guys. I thought I knew Peter inside and out. I thought we were soulmates, but for the life of me, I don’t know what happened. It’s like something clicked, and he became some sort of uncaring sex addict. The bad thing is, I don’t know what to do. I’ve paid for half of the apartment already. We both signed the lease. I can’t afford to live anywhere else at the moment, but I can’t live with him. I am so fucked,” Terry said, not knowing what to do. Even Ty felt bad for him.
“Well, you could stay with us if you need to Terry. I mean, we have the couch there. Dylan actually slept on that for a week or so. Not much privacy, but it’s there if you need it,” I offered.
“I can’t do that to you guys. You’ve been overwhelmingly gracious with your hospitality already. I am so fucked,” he said, so depressed.
“Not that it’s any of my business, but Jake and Josh have been terrific to work with and have become great friends, but if you need a place to stay, I have an extra room at my house now. My roommate, the girl you guys met,” Ty said, referring to the woman we thought was his girlfriend, “just moved in with her boyfriend so the room is paid for, as far as I’m concerned. Might be kind of nice having someone around to look after things anyway. It’s yours if you want to use it,” Ty offered.
“I couldn’t do that to you, Ty. I just met you tonight. I’m a total stranger. That wouldn’t be right to take advantage of you that way,” Terry replied.
“Hey, if you’re good friends with Josh and Jake, then I consider you a close friend already. These are the greatest two guys you’d ever want to know,” Ty replied. “I guess you’re spending the night here tonight, but come by tomorrow and see the place. If you like it, you’re welcome to stay there. It’ll be fine. There is another one of my colleagues I work with in the evenings sometime on my thesis and other marketing work. He’s very familiar with my work here with the guys, and helps organize my notes and works on the narratives to keep me straight, putting my thoughts together. I guess you might call him my unofficial editor, if I was writing a book. We don’t make a lot of noise when we work, so I doubt we’d be a bother to you when you study,” Ty explained. Terry looked at the both of us.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” I spoke up. Jake agreed. “Ty here is one of the greatest guys you could ever want to know, Terry. You couldn’t go wrong living with someone like that.”
“I’d want to earn my way, Ty, like clean the house for you, do the dishes, whatever I can do to help. You’d have to let me do things for you,” Terry told him.
“Hey, all the better. I can’t say I’m the tidiest person, so if you wouldn’t mind doing some chores, I’m sure we’d get along just fine,” Ty replied, sticking out his hand to shake Terry’s. Terry pulled him in for a hug. “Oh, my. I like hugs. Jake and Josh give great hugs too. That works,” Ty replied. Ty put his address and phone number in Terry’s phone, and told him what time he’d be back at his home tomorrow afternoon. “Oh, and if you have a date and need privacy, that’s fine also. Just lock your bedroom door so I don’t walk in on you and embarrass myself,” Ty chided.
“I doubt I’ll be dating again for a long time. I don’t need any more grief like I just got rid of. Just let me know if I’m in your way of your romantic life,” Terry replied.
“Well, there is no romantic life for me at the moment either, so I guess we’re both celibate for the time being. My romantic life is my work and my thesis. Not really time for any relationships at the moment,” Ty informed us. Terry hugged him again and thanked him over and over. Ty got up and hugged Jake and me, as he said his goodbyes for the night. He said he’d be back to help Saturday night for the Oiled Wrestling contest. He said he had never seen anything like that, and was looking forward to it, just to see how crazy this thing was. We laughed.
“I guess it would be okay to take advantage of Ty’s offer,” Terry mentioned.
“I’m sure it would. Ty’s a great guy, great professor and becoming a close friend, Terry. I wouldn’t have any reservations about taking him up on is offer,” I told him. Jake agreed wholeheartedly.
“At least I wouldn’t be imposing on you guys all the time, although I do like hanging out with you. I’d love to help you also, like on Gay Night, when you need all the help you can get. It’s kind of fun, actually. It’s fun to be a little crazy behind the bar like we did last week. Can’t do that with the ladies like tonight. We had to act interested in them. That’s hard to do. We can just be ourselves on Gay Night, but we have to be straight tonight. Can’t have as much fun,” Terry admitted. Jake and I both agreed. “Is Ty gay or do you know?” Terry asked.
“Uh, we seriously don’t know. If not, he’s certainly gay friendly, that’s for sure. He seems curious, if you ask me. We had another jerkoff session in the shower tonight before you two got there. He seemed very nervous about it, but he initiated it. Not sure what’s going on there, but there’s something he’s interested in. Just can’t quite figure him out in that area. Maybe living at his place might give you some sort of idea, if any,” I suggested.
“Hey if he turns out to be gay, he’s certainly hot enough to enjoy some fun with. That would be an added bonus,” Jake suggested. All three of us thought that was true. “How much time would it take you to pack up your stuff tomorrow?” Jake asked Terry.
“Not long at all. I’m half packed as it is, thinking I was definitely moving someplace. I can’t stand it there anymore. I just can’t. I don’t know why he thinks he needs to punish me mentally. It’s one thing if he doesn’t love me anymore. We could break up as a couple and still be friends. It’s just cruel to want to punish me for something, I’m not sure what I did to him, other than want him to top me on occasion. I mean, I thought we got along great up until that point. He’s not the guy I fell in love with. That’s for sure,” Terry confessed. Jake and I hugged him.
“Let’s get you out of those briefs and into bed with us,” I told him, as I pulled him off his bar stool and led him to the bedroom. He was all smiles then.
The three of us spent more than an hour enjoying each other physically. I felt the warmth of his being, embrace my cock and welcome me into his body, as Jake caressed him, lovingly, the two of them sharing kisses and engulfing one another’s penis into their mouths, yearning to suck each other’s balls dry. I enjoyed a nice steady pace, savoring the feeling of being connected to a loving friend, enjoying his body yearning for the seed of my loins, as I traded kisses with both Terry and Jake. All three of us were a cummy mess, once we expelled the seed of our balls and experiencing the sensations of an intense orgasm, our cocks shooting our reproductive fluids to share with one another. Terry’s had a nice taste to it. His cream was a little thicker than most, but delicious, nonetheless. We finally drifted into a peaceful sleep together.
The boys asked Terry if he was officially moving in with us, joining us in the shower the next morning. He got his junk handled some, as the boys checked him out more thoroughly. Jake apologized, but Terry said it was great, as that meant they had accepted him as a friend. He thought what we had between all of us was wonderful and remarked how lucky we all were.
At breakfast, Terry told Jake what time would be the best time to gather his stuff at his apartment to move to Ty’s. Terry texted Ty to ask him if he’d be around then. Ty texted he would. Jake said he’d let Taylor know they’d have to miss gymnastics practice today in order to get Terry moved. Jake said Taylor wouldn’t have a problem with them missing one day. The plan was set.
Thursday was a normal day, for the most part. Jake and I had lunch with Buzz and Jordan. Jordan was still excited about getting Nate started. He said this was going to be a long two weeks, waiting for him to fulfill his notice with his firm. Buzz said the land development was coming along great on his home site. He said Todd and Chad had arranged for the foundation to be poured the following week. Buzz was excited about the progress being made. He said, if the weather wasn’t’ too bad this winter, he and Jordan could be in the new house sometime at the end of January or first part of February. I reminded them that was the coldest part of the year with plenty of snow, usually. Buzz said they hoped to have the house under roof with windows in and buttoned up before any snow fell. I wished him luck on that one. Buzz said he and Jordan had a lot of work to do picking out finishes for floors, counter tops, bathroom vanities, tile for the showers, paint colors. I told them they were beginning to act like an old married couple. Jordan didn’t seem to like that comment, although Buzz thought it was kind of neat.
“Does your sister know about the two of you?” I asked Buzz. That seemed to stop him in his tracks.
“Sort of, I guess you could say. She knows we’re extremely close friends, and I think she’s put two and two together, although she’s never brought it up. She knows I’m building a house finally, which she always suspected I would do, even if I weren’t married. She doesn’t know I’m building it for Jordan and me to live in. One of these days, I’m going to have to sit down and fill her in about Jordan and me. Right now, she never brings it up and is very loving, when it comes to Jordan. She does like him a lot, and enjoys answering his phone and doing admin things for him. I’m sure she’ll love Nate also,” Buzz told us.
“Well, at least she knows you’re happier these days. That ought to tell her something,” I suggested.
“It does. She’s told me several times it makes her happy to see me happy, as I was a stick in the mud for years, according to her anyway. I never thought of myself that way, but I guess she did. I just wonder if my nephews, her boys, will call Jord uncle Jordan or what. Jordan and I have been examining that question for some time. Not sure how that works yet, but somehow, I have to guess it will all work out. They’re still pretty young yet, but we have a lot of fun together when we do get together. Funny thing is, I used to spend a lot of time at their house and doing things with them. Now that Jordan and I are together, I’m hardly ever there. I want to spend time with them, but I want to spend time with Jordan also. We haven’t arrived at the point where we can go there and spend time together with them as a couple. I need to do something about that and soon, as we’d both benefit from having their family in our lives also,” Buzz informed us, in a way I could tell it was bothering him.
“You’ll figure it out, I’m sure, Buzz. If they really love you, they’ll want you in their lives,” I assured him. I could tell it was bothering him to think about it, so I changed the subject to one he really loved. “Thought any more about the office building?” I asked. Buzz lit up like a rocket.
“Josh, that’s all I ever think about these days. I mean, this is such a winning proposition. We just can’t fail. We could even do this with outside financing, so you wouldn’t have to tap into any reserves or hold up any future projects for Stoney Enterprises. Get hold of that Jules, Allen’s father’s guy. Get him to put something together for us. I’m telling you this is a tremendous winner over and over,” Buzz said excitedly.
“How much have you put together on this?” I asked. He said he had a whole proposal ready to shop for financing. He said he’d already passed it in front of the zoning board, and they were satisfied with it. He told us they all thought it was an excellent idea. I was satisfied this was further along than I expected, as far as a possibility was concerned.
“I’ll have Allen get in touch with Jules and have him shop it for financing. Once we get the details on that, Ken and Jonas can plug all that into the feasibility study and we’ll see how it all shakes out,” I informed Buzz.
“Don’t you have to run it by the board first? I mean, I’m all prepared to make the presentation to the board,” Buzz assured us.
“Buzz, the board is sitting right here, minus the half vote of Ken, but he’s good with whatever we want to look at. I think you’ve made your presentation to the board already. Ken will tell us if it works or not when he gets the financing proposal,” I replied. Buzz shook his head.
“How soon I forget, how simple this is right now. I’m sleeping with a third of the board already,” Buzz commented, thinking out load.
“Just remember that when you stick that board between your legs up the board member’s ass, Buzz,” Jordan informed him. We all laughed.
“Jordan, write up some board meeting minutes about the discussion of the office building project and how we referred it to the finance committee to send it out for a proposal on financing. I’ll have Ken get in touch with Jules and he can take it from there. Once we have all that back, we’ll look at it a little more seriously. We’ll actually plan a meeting and Buzz and Ken can go into more detail. We’ll see if Buzz can make our dicks hard with his presentation,” I directed Jordan.
“Oh, I’ll suck everyone of you off, it that’s what it takes to get your dick hard with this project. Fuck, my dick’s hard already just thinking about it,” Buzz replied, making us laugh.
“Jordan, I think you need to take Buzz into the conference room when you get back to the office and see if you can put another spot on the wall,” I jested. Buzz looked at me, like he didn’t get it. Jordan rolled his eyes, knowing all too well what I was referring to.
I swear Buzz was almost walking on air, as he and Jordan left to go back to work. Dustin was just coming back from class, as I said goodbye to Jordan and Buzz.
“Hey, what happened with Dylan last night between the two of you. He seemed all happy again. You fuck him or something?” Dustin asked. I chuckled and shook my head.
“That’ll be the day. I finally got him and Ross to make peace. Ross pissed him off again last night, sending him into one of his moods. He was halfway decent with me up until that point, but Ross sent him into his hate zone. I took Dylan back to Ross in the mechanical room and set things straight. I told Ross I would kick him out of here for good and disown him as a friend, if he didn’t treat Dylan like he would any of the rest of us,” I informed Dustin. “Ross apologized to Dylan. I had to tell Ross, I loved Dylan and he was as important as any of us. If he abused Dylan, he was abusing me. Get this, I also told Ross, he had one of the hottest feeling cocks in my ass of all of us. I know I lied about that, but I wanted Ross to know how intimate Dylan was with us, even though we’ve never been there. Ross bought it and the significance of it. Dylan even asked me afterwards why I told Ross that I loved him. I told Dylan I did love him as my friend, but I was making a point to Ross that Dylan was a beloved friend and Ross needed to treat him with the same respect as any of the rest of us.”
“Gees. Must have worked, because Dylan was super nice last night. Made me think you two might have done the nasty or something and filled his heart with love, if he even knows what the is. I told you he was in love with you, Josh. I still think he is. Oh, and you better take him to work out tonight or we’ll be dog shit again tomorrow. Just sayin. I might go with you guys tonight also. At least I might get to see him naked in the showers, something I’ve never seen like the rest of you guys,” Dustin said, with a big smile. I shook my head, and told him to suit himself.
lucky me, a double feature 
Just Trevor in his usual self was enough to make it good, and all the couple's interactions and combinations made it great.
