Chapter 424 – Back To Key West With a New Passenger
While it had been an exhausting previous day and fun filled night of intimate sex with two friends we loved dearly, we hadn’t really had an opportunity to find out about Tim’s situation with his dad and his dad’s new boyfriend and son. If the dad’s situation wasn’t confusing and interesting enough, now the son, Blake, wanted to get to know us and Tim better, asking if he could hang with us for a few days. Tim seemed to think that Blake could handle all of us and our craziness. I guess we were okay with that. Afterall, the kid was hot looking, and who’d give up a chance to see him naked, even if he didn’t play. I guessed we were going to get that opportunity.
We said our goodbyes to the coffee shop owners who told us to come back more often. We thanked them for their hospitality and good food, then headed to the airport. When we got to the FBO, the two dads, Tim and Blake were there waiting for us.
“Hey, Josh and Jake, thanks for letting Blake come along with you guys. He and Tim are getting along great and wished they had more time together. Nothing could mean more to Maynard and me if our two sons became good friends, given the situation we put them in. You guys have been so wonderful to Tim. Blake has never had friends anything like what Tim has told him about you all, so it would be a great experience for him to get to know all of you and let him see what Tim sees in what true friends are,” Tim’s father Gerald, told us.
“Hey, we’re always happy to have a new friend. If Tim likes Blake, we know we will too. Glad to have him come along,” I replied, getting a big smile from both the dads.
“Well, I’m sure he’d rather hang with guys his own age than hang around with the two of us. I have to believe Blake would enjoy you all more so than us. We really appreciate you doing this. If there is any expense, we can cover to help this out, we’d be happy to do that,” Gerald offered.
“No, actually, the plane is going there anyway and one more will not make any difference. We have plenty of room at our resort in Key West and at Uni, so, we’re glad to have Blake aboard,” I explained. The two dads were all smiles, thanking us over and over.
“Hey, how’d you guys come out with your possible purchase of another bar last night?” Maynard asked. I smiled.
“Oh, it turned out great, actually. We entered into an agreement to purchase the Paradise Bar, like you suspected. Hal is retiring, by the way. Turns out we owned all the stock in the holding company that was a partner with Hal, so it literally didn’t cost us much to do the deal,” I explained.
“You guys owned that Invescor?” Maynard asked. I shrugged my shoulders.
“We didn’t know it, but we owned all the stock in the holding company that owned Invescor. We just carried it on our balance sheet as an investment, not really knowing what all they did. Now, we know what all they are involved with, or will shortly. Our attorney we have in Uni did a lot of digging yesterday and found out all kinds of new things. He’s going to take the Paradise off their asset list and move it to ours. Then we’ll see about dissolving the holding company and making Invescor a subsidiary of Stoney Enterprises. We’re anxious to see what kind of partnerships they have out there and where they’re located. Right now, we have no idea. Stoney mentioned right before he died, there might be other businesses out there, we didn’t know about. I guess he wasn’t kidding. He knew about the investment in the holding company, but I don’t think he knew we owned all the stock in it. I assumed he thought we were one of many shareholders, and may have been at one time, as apparently, he had the stock for several years. Anyway, Nate, our attorney, is figuring all that out and will give us a complete accounting of what all is involved sometime after we get back. Bottom line is that in a couple weeks, we’ll be operating two bars here in the Fort. So, I guess we could say, you guys can hang out at either bar and the drinks are on us,” I said, smiling.
“Damn, if that don’t beat all. I’ll have to drop by and see Hal before he retires. I always liked him, even though he was kind of a surly SOB,” Maynard commented. “And, if I can be of any help to you guys, Josh, here’s my card, so don’t hesitate to ask. I figure I owe you guys now for all the great things you’ve done for Tim and now Blake, and, hell, even for Gerald and me, if we’re going to go drinking sometime,” he said, chuckling. I told him we’d keep him in mind.
The two dads had to go to work, so they hugged both Tim and Blake, and said their goodbyes. Maynard, Blake’s father, told Blake to tell his mother hello for him. Blake said he would do that when he got to Cleveland. The rest of us got bro hugs, and more thank yous for being such great friends to their sons. After they left, I got Tim and Blake aside.
“Blake, are you sure you’re okay with going with us, as it’s a drastic difference in environment than you’re used to. I mean it’s a gay resort we’re staying at and you’re going to be naked for the rest of today. I mean, I guess you wouldn’t have to be, but all the rest of us are going to be, and there might be gay things you might witness while you’re there that might make you uncomfortable. I don’t want to put you in that situation if it’s going to make you uncomfortable,” I offered. Blake smiled at me.
“It’s okay, Josh. I won’t be a bother or uncomfortable. It should be kind of an interesting experience. Tim explained everything to me last night. I’m okay with everything because he is. I don’t know much about your lifestyle, and I need to know more, as, hell, my father is gay. I was never around any gay guys to know how to relate. My brief experience with Tim and now you, Jake, Jason and Erin, only reassures my opinion that you are terrific friends and people. I always thought that way, but like I said, I never had any exposure to them. Let’s face it, my father was in the closet and guarded his true self from me for years, until a couple of years ago. I don’t feel exactly comfortable sitting down with him and asking him what it feels like sexually between him and another man. Tim explained some things to me last night. I mean I’ve been around guys that teased others about being gay and talking about sucking dick and sticking dicks up asses and all, but I don’t know what’s real and what’s just joking around and craziness. Plus, from the few guy friends I’ve had, they make gay guys out to be freaks and all. I don’t consider my father a freak, nor do I consider you guys freaks. I see guys that deeply care about one another and do great things for everyone. I don’t want to make you guys feel uncomfortable, me being around you and not being gay, but I would love to have the exposure into your lives to get a better understanding of who my father is and who you all really are. That’s all I’m asking. And, don’t hold back on anything trying to shelter me. I’ve been in sports and naked in the locker rooms. That’s no problem being shy, naked around other guys. I’m okay there. And if something happens, that I happen to witness, well we’ll call that furthering my education, and I’ll just be more knowledgeable because of it. That’s all,” Blake replied. I smiled at him as did Tim.
“Josh, Blake is a great guy from what I’ve learned about him so far. I think he’ll be a great friend, and since we’re practically family, I’d sure like to spend more time with him to get to know him better. Maybe this will be a learning situation for all of us,” Tim commented.
“I’m totally fine with having you with us, I just didn’t want you to be shocked and weirded out by some of the things you might happen to see or be exposed to, as you’re not just hearing about some of this stuff, you’re going to be right in the middle of the craziest of the craziness. There are things that even shock us we witness at the Pink Flamingo,” I replied. Blake said he understood and he was open to it all. “Incidentally, there are three straight guys there that booked the resort, supposedly by mistake, one night when they were drunk. One of the guys, Keegan, actually intended to get him and his friends there. The first day they were in shock having landed in the middle of a gay Mecca with naked guys all around them. We kind of took them under our wing and helped them get acclimated somewhat. Keegan thinks he’s gay, but hasn’t hadn’t had any gay experiences, wanting to have some while he was there to see if it was really him. Well, he’s had a blow job now, and he’s really into it. He, and one of the others, Foster, have been trying things out on one another. Scott is the other one, and he’s adamantly straight, but he’s softening some to tolerating some of what Keegan is looking for, after seeing all of us be professional in a business sense and then deeply care about one another, showing that care, sometimes intimately between us. He thinks maybe there can be some intimate caring between guy friends, without sacrificing what he calls his mancard. Anyway, we have that going on down there. Not sure what all took place yesterday, but I guess we’ll find out once we get there. I think the flight is all but fifteen minutes, once we’re wheels up after takeoff. It’s a short trip in our jet,” I told the guys. Erin and Jason were even amused at the three straight friends that landed at the PF by mistake, supposedly.
“Wow, looks like I have a lot to learn and experience with you guys, but it’s all good. I need to know what my dad feels and needs,” Blake commented. “It’s important to me, as he and I are really close. Even Mom, who’s remarried now, doesn’t hate him for what happened. She said, at least she got me out of the deal, and now they’re both happy,” Blake added.
“Hey, we’re all that way, Blake, when you think about it. Tim’s in the same boat. All of our parents had us. We can’t complain about that at all,” I assured him. He told me I was absolutely right.
I saw the Latitude pull up on the ramp, out of the corner of my eye, then told the boys the plane was here. Erin and Jason were really impressed, as was Tim, who hadn’t seen the Latitude before. Blake couldn’t believe how nice the plane looked. The door opened and out came a few business type people, men and women, carrying briefcases or overnight bags, heading for the lobby. Soon, Tom and James emerged in their uniforms, following them in.
Tom and James thanked their passengers, telling them to get in touch with them anytime they needed to go someplace. They got handshakes and accolades from all their passengers, telling them that had been the best charter flight ever, and they were really impressed with our company. One of the passengers referred to them as outstanding pilots and young me. That made me beam with pride. They made their way over to us, hugging Jake and me. Erin and Jason got hugs from them also. Then I introduced them to Tim and Blake, telling them Tim was soon to be another shareholder. Tom and James gave him a big ole hug also. I introduced Blake as a close friend of Tim’s who was checking us out. He got hugs too. I apologized to Blake for the big hugs, telling him he was lucky he didn’t get kissed. Blake smiled, but said that was no problem. He enjoyed seeing all of us care about one another like we did.
“Gotta take a piss guys, then we’re out of here and naked for the rest of the day. Can’t wait,” Tom said, as he and James made a beeline to the restroom. We all chuckled. The boys finally back from pissing, we headed out to the plane. Tom told us to give them a second to make sure the cabin was clean before we boarded. He quickly emerged with his little trash bag and deposited it in a trash container right outside the FBO. Then he told us to hop on.
Tom said there were still some great sweet rolls that they picked up in Boston, if we were hungry at all. We told him we just ate. Tim and Blake couldn’t get over how plush the seats were on the Latitude. “This is amazing, guys,” Tim said as he looked around. Good grief, I don’t know how we could ever travel commercial again after the treat this is. If this isn’t way beyond first class, I don’t know what is,” he commented as he looked around. Blake and Tim sat on the couch and buckled their seat belts. Jake and I sat in our usual places with a table between us. While the boys were going through their checklist and getting their clearances, I did get up and get each one of us a cup of coffee. It was even good, a pleasant surprise from normal coffee served on commercial flights. Tom left the cabin door open. Blake was looking at the instrument panels in the cockpit, amazed by the displays that had replaced the traditional gages.
“I will say one thing, you guys really travel in style,” Blake commented. “This is pretty plush.”
“Wait until you feel the power in these engines. I mean they put you back in your seats for sure,” I remarked. “Hey, did you guys buy the other two jets in Chicago yesterday?” I hollered up to the cockpit. Tom was in the right seat and James was in the left. Tom looked around and hollered back at me.
“We’ll talk about that in Key West. Have a little more work to do, but we’re close. Hope to nail that down by the end of the day,” Tom informed me. I told Tim and Blake, we were still working on purchasing two more jets for the fleet.
“Do you guys ever stop working?” Blake asked us. Jake and I looked at each other and smiled.
“Sometimes, when we’re in bed together,” I chided. Blake smiled, and shook his head. Tim had a big smile on his face also.
Tom hollered, “Buckle Up Boys. We’re out of here.” We felt the engines rev, then we started to move. We taveled down a series of taxi ways until we came to the holding area for the active runway. We had to pause there for a few moments while a plane in front of us took off. It was a Boeing 767, and made quite a roar. We had one behind us also. I asked Tom if they’d let him go before us. He said no because we were much faster and could get out of the way quicker. Tom joked that we could take off at the same time and we’d way outrun that one. While it was hard to believe, I guess it was true. Moments later, we rounded the corner onto the main large runway and kept going. James pushed the throttles forward, and we screamed down the runway. You could see the amazed look on Tim and Blake’s faces as they experienced the burst of thrust of our small jet aircraft. Seconds later we were pointed towards the Heavens, giving us a sensation of going straight up, although we weren’t, of course. Still the angle of climb seemed steep. We heard the gear come up and lock in the wells, giving us greater airspeed, as it streamlined the plane. Moments later we were out over the ocean and giving Miami a wide berth, as James rounded the tip of the mainland of Florida. We could see South Beach down there clear as day, but we were still climbing. James finally leveled off, only to start our descent. We could hear them talking to Key West approach already. James had a rather steep descent, came around and lined up with the runway, still out over the ocean. We heard the flaps extend, and seconds later, the gear drop. It seemed like the boys put on the brakes, as the engines seemed almost at idle. We could look up towards the cockpit and see the runway out in front of the windshield. It looked so cool from this perspective.
“Is it over already?” Blake asked. I smiled.
“Short trip, remember? It’d take you half a day to drive down here from where we were. Not far in a jet,” I chided. Blake shook his head. Moments later, we touched down, James chirping the tires on the runway and reversing the engines, us feeling the g-forces again. He finally rolled off the runway onto the taxiway, and then got clearance to the FBO we parked at originally. We pulled up on the apron and James shut down the engines. Tom and James emerged from the cockpit.
“How’d you like that long flight?” Tom teased. We all laughed. “We’ll give you a longer one tomorrow,” he promised.
Tom opened the door and we headed out. He told the line boy we’d be departing tomorrow around 10:00 so to have us fueled and ready to go by then. The ground crew at the FBO said they’d have her ready. Tom and James grabbed their flight bags and we headed to the Landrover. “Damn, you guys travel in style everywhere,” Blake commented. Even Tim had that thought.
“Enjoy the Landrover while you can, tomorrow you travel in a Jeep Wrangler,” I teased.
“But it’s one hell of a nice Jeep Wrangler Sahara, Blake. Don’t let him kid you,” Tim told Blake. Blake shook his head smiling.
“Can’t wait to get back to the Pink Flamingo and let my willie free,” Tom chided. Going to be naked until we have to leave for the airport tomorrow,” he said, excitedly. Blake wasn’t sure what to think about that, but he was okay with finding out.
We took off for the PF which wasn’t far at all. Blake said he hadn’t been to Key West ever, and it seemed kind of neat. We took the long way around the island back to the PF and showed him what there was of the small downtown area, all the Victorian homes and some of the landmarks there, even showing him the southern most point of the US which had the mileage marked on it to Havana. Tim was just as amazed, having never been here either. Both had been to the ocean before, but never this far south. Winding up our tour, we pulled into the PF and parked. We unloaded our stuff and headed back to the apartment.
“Brace yourself, boys. Here’s where it gets interesting,” I said, as we made our way out of the lobby, passing by Frank at the desk, who waved at us, then into the center pool area where all the naked guys were laying around the pool on chaises, in the pools, or standing at the snack bar to get lunch. I thought Tim and Blake’s eyes were going to bug out, never having seen anything like this is their lives before. Dylan, Zach and Luke were at the apartment sitting out front, sipping on a beer and eating a hamburger. “Hey, guys, we’re home,” I said as we made our way to them. All three naked boys stood up to hug Tim, finally getting him to join us.
“Damn, where’d you find this beautiful boy?” Dylan asked, as he looked Blake up and down. “You need to get naked and fast. We need to get to know you quickly,” Dylan chided.
“Easy, Dylan, Blake here is a friend of Tim’s, but he’s straight, so go easy on him. He’s agreed to hang with us for a few days, as he and Tim have a lot in common together. I’ll let them explain that all to you guys, but cut him some slack and don’t molest him, please,” I urged, although Dylan displayed a devilish smile, giving me room for worry.
“Missed you, Dylan,” Tom teased as we went inside to drop off our stuff and get naked. Dylan licked his lips at Tom as he disappeared inside. “Damn, he sure is cute and tempting to tap,” Tom told us. Blake didn’t say anything, but got a kick out of how we teased each other. I told Tim and Blake to throw their stuff on the other bed in our room until we figured out some kind of sleeping arrangements for tonight, as I was pretty sure they didn’t want to be in with us, knowing what Tom, James, Jake and I were going to be doing. Blake was a little shy as he took his clothes off. Damn if he wasn’t gorgeous though. He was about 6’ tall, nice chest, with a little thin, dark hair on his breastbone and a few hairs around his perky nipples. He was rather sculptured, in that you could tell he worked out some with nice muscle definition everywhere. He had nice lightly haired legs, sculptured there also, with nice calves and decent, but not large thighs. He shyly dropped his boxer briefs, displaying a nice thick cock and nice sized balls below a nice patch of dark pubes that spanned over on his thighs somewhat, but matched his dark brown, thick wavy hair on his head. He stood there a little embarrassed at first, not sure what to say or do.
“Well, am I fit enough to play in your world this afternoon?” he jokingly, but nervously asked. We all told him he looked great, but we’d have to guard him as he’d be well sought after and probably hit on. That made him crack a smile. I told him no one would bother him unless he welcomed it. We were all civilized and respectful here. He said he thought so, as nice and as accommodating as we all were, and especially Tim, who he looked to for guidance. “Nice bodies on all of you, guys. Tim has a nice hairy chest and all. You’re in great shape also,” Blake told Tim, making Tim smile. “Shit, all you guys look better than me,” Blake commented.
“Don’t kid yourself, Blake. You’re hot, dude. You’ll get some whistles for sure in this place, but don’t let that spook you. You’re fine. Strut your stuff and act like you can have anyone out there you want. Works every time,” I told him. Blake smiled.
“Well, I guess I’m dressed for the occasion, at least. Not much else to do here to dress,” he chided. I told him he was the best dressed guy in the place, considering what we had to wear. Tim agreed.
We went back outside, the six of us sitting at one of the tables on the lanai. Dylan said he’d go rustle us up some lunch and beers. Zach and Luke went to help him. Zach came back quickly with the beers, not having to stand in line, because we had our own keg and tap, behind the others. “Well, bros, Tom and I can drink today because we’re not flying until tomorrow. Eight hours form the bottle to the throttle,” James quoted. We all laughed. Blake wanted to know if that was really true, and Tom said they lived by it religiously. Blake said that was commendable. Blake was starting to relax some, sitting at the table, his junk underneath it, somewhat covered. Dylan and Luke came back with trays of food and set it in front of us.
“Dude, you are so hot naked,” Dylan told Blake. “You’ve got to fuck me before we get out of here,” Dylan teased. Blake didn’t know what to say.
“Dylan, remember he’s straight, so be kind,” I reminded him. Dylan shook his head.
“It’s not fair for someone this hot and be straight, Josh. It’s just not. Brining him here is like dangling a side of beef in front of a hungry lion. I mean, good grief, he could make most of the dicks out there hard, just walking through the place. I swear he could,” Dylan replied. Blake smiled, embarrassingly.
“So tell me what all went on last night when we were in Ft. Lauderdale,” I urged, trying to get the attention off of Blake’s naked hot body. “How’s our three stranded straight friends?” I asked. Dylan smiled, as did Luke and Zach.
“Well, not sure how straight they really are anymore. I guess you could say they’re straight in a sense, at least Scott for sure, but Keegan, he’s coming over to our side and happy about it. Foster is straddling the fence, wanting to test the waters, but not sure he wants to get in, if you know what I mean. Keegan wants fucked in the worst way,” Dylan said, not thinking about our straight guest, then retracting that, saying, “I mean he would like to experience the wonderful sensual feeling of anal intercourse with someone,” Dylan explained. I shook my head.
“Is he really sure?” I asked, as we were all eating our hamburgers. Dylan smiled.
“Well, we loosened him up a little last night. He was ready, but none of us were going to do it, telling him, like you always say, it should be with someone he really cares about. He doesn’t have to do it just to do it. It should really be a special thing to give yourself to another like that. We tried to get Foster or Scott, but they were a little squeamish to try. Scott wasn’t interested at all, but Foster kind of was. I told them to wait until you and Jake got back and maybe you’d have some suggestions,” Dylan informed us. I gave him a confused look.
“Hey, don’t get me involved in all that. You’re the expert in that activity,” I reminded him. Dylan shook his head.
“Josh, you’re the expert in making it meaningful. Yes, I’m good with the mechanics, but you know how to get the heart involved,” Dylan reminded me. “It might take both of us to get it to happen and happen the right way.” I shook my head in disbelief.
“I can’t believe you got us involved in this. We came down here to hang out and relax. So far, we’ve discussed buying two new jets and yesterday Jake, Erin, Jason and I, with a huge help from Nate, bought the second highest volume bar in the Fort and accidentally acquired, Lord knows how many other businesses we don’t even know about yet,” I told them. Zach and Dylan were dumbfounded.
“Damn, does that mean our stock is going to go up?” Dylan asked. I smiled.
“What stock? You haven’t been initiated yet. Now, you’re going to have to pay more for it,” I chided. You’d have thought the world dropped out from underneath him. Then I chuckled.
“Hey you need to quit buying things, at least until we get our stock, what you call, vested?” he asked. I smiled.
“Relax, Dylan. The transfer and sale won’t take place until after you guys become shareholders. You’re good, so don’t let that hot dick of yours go limp worrying about it,” I teased. Dylan got a great big smile again.
“You never let any of us down, Josh. You never do. I should never worry about what goes on in the company, as long as you’re running it. Forgive me for even worrying one little bit. I love you, you know that,” he said, then came over and gave me a big hug. Then he playfully pulled on my dick.
“Hey, careful there, you might get me excited,” I chided. “That thing got ridden hard and put away wet last night,” I teased.
“Erin and Jason wear you guys out?” Zach asked, smiling. I smiled back, reminding the group it had been a long time since we’d seen them, and they were trying to catch up for lost time. Tim had a big smile on his face, as did Blake, but not sure if he enjoyed hearing that.
I got a call from Nate, just as I got through messing with Dylan. “Hey, I need a small favor while you’re down there, Josh,” Nate said, as I answered the phone. I asked what in the world I could possibly do for him down here. He laughed. “I need you to go by Greer’s office, as he found a file on the holding company for Invescor that he still had, thinking he had given everything to Jordan, but he found one. In it is the last annual report and a list of all the holdings the company has, such as Invescor, which is the only holding it has. I kind of accused Conrad of never sending us one, and it turns out they did comply with SEC regulations, but he doesn’t know that, and we have the right to ask for it anytime we want. I’ll apologize, maybe next year, or maybe never, that in the change of management and the death of Stoney, it got lost in the shuffle. But, it would help us a lot if you could get that from Greer and bring it back with you tomorrow, which I guess is the day you’re coming back?” he asked. I assured him it was the day.
“You know that involves putting on clothes and driving over to his office. I guess I should anyway, as it’d be nice to see his office and congratulate him on his new law practice and all,” I replied. Nate thanked me profusely. I told him, as much as he did for us yesterday, I owed him that much. He laughed, and told me he actually enjoyed dicking with Conrad. I said, I kind of got that indication. I told Nate to consider his request accomplished. He thanked me again, and told me to go back being naked in the warm sun, as he was wearing a sweater and jeans, as it was damn cold outside. I told him he needed to bring Hunter down here for some R&R. He said in his dreams. I assured him we could make it happen.
I asked Jake if he wanted to go with me to see Greer’s new office and pick up the Invescor file. “What and get dressed when I can hang out naked here?” he complained. I told him he didn’t have to, but I promised Nate I’d get if for him. Jake said he would go, if I insisted. I told him to stay here then. He gave me a big smile and a big kiss. “Coward,” I teased.
“You guys do what you have to do. James and I have to get online again and work on trying to finish up the Citation purchase. These guys got a little greedy yesterday and tried to up the price thinking we were hot to trot. We told them we’d get back to them, as we had several other offers to consider. I called a broker that has worked with these guys in the past and told him that we were done dealing with the Chicago guys as they upped the price, so we were looking elsewhere. Then I named off a couple other units for sale in other areas we might want to pursue and told him to get us information on them. I know he’s going to call the Chicago guys and tell them they’re about to lose the sale if they don’t get their shit together. In fact, I know he did, as my phone has been burning up all morning from them. They’re not about to lose this deal, but James and I are letting them sweat a little. Still, we need to make some additional inquiries to make it look legit, that we’re looking elsewhere. We’ll call them a little later, then we might need to print something in Frank’s office, or I’m sure as ritzy as this place is, you probably have a business center somewhere, that no one ever uses except idiots like us that don’t know when to stop working,” Tom said. I leaned in and kissed him, then thanked him for all the hard work he was doing, telling him to do whatever they needed to do. He assured me they’d have this wrapped up later this afternoon in time for cocktail hour at least. Then he thought steak might be a good thing for dinner again. I reminded them all how good the last ones were, and I was sure those boys would love to come back again. Tom said he was sure they would, only this time we wanted them naked serving us. We all laughed. Blake wasn’t sure if we were serious or just carrying on.
Finished eating and having only one beer, I got up to go get dressed again. “Jake, while I’m gone show Tim and Blake around the place, the weight area outside and inside, the steam room, sauna, hot tub, pools, volleyball area, you know, the works,” I told him. “Tim, Blake, jump in the pool, lay on the chaises and get some sun, as Nate said it’s cold as hell up north where we will be tomorrow around noon. Enjoy this while you can, guys,” I said, then went inside to dress. Tim said he had to use the pisser and followed me in.
“Josh, you’re not mad at me for wanting to bring Blake with me, are you?” Tim asked me. I hugged him naked, and gave him a kiss, then fondled his junk while I kissed him, making him ‘ooo’ a little.
“There, does that seem like I’m mad? Of course not. You two seem to be getting along extremely well, considering the circumstances that fell on you guys in the last couple of days. How long have you guys been at your dad’s?” I asked.
“Well, I was there since the weekend when you left and Blake showed up after Christmas a couple of days ago. He spent Christmas in Cleveland of all places. But, what I wanted to tell you is that we seem to really hit it off. I mean he really gets me, and I get him. We slept in their spare room, twin beds, mind you, but we talked half the night for the last couple of nights. I mean, he was really interested even more in my life after meeting you guys last night. He’s fascinated by the brotherhood we have. I spent a lot of time explaining how lost I was before meeting you and the rest of the guys, and how horrible it was living with a narcissistic asshole like Harvey. Then I told him about you and you taking me under you wing, making me happy again and giving me a reason to be happy for once. I told him when Mom and Dad practically disowned me at Thanksgiving, that I wasn’t worried at all, because I had all of you that truly loved me and cared about me. I knew I could be with you guys anytime and you’d welcome me into your family. I told him he must think it’s strange that we physically show our love for one another and think of it as being a beautiful act of love. I told him how fulfilling it was to me to share my body with you and then gradually some of the other guys, feeling genuinely loved by my brothers. I said there was nothing more beautiful in this world in my opinion. I didn’t know I was gay, or what I was, but I knew it was beautiful to be loved by you guys and you love me so intensely. Josh, he was blown away. He said he had never felt that way in his life, ever. He said he had different girlfriends from time to time, but never felt that they were ‘the ones’. He said he’d had sex with several of them, but it never was great enough to rock his world. He asked me what I felt when I had sex with you or the other guys. I told him it always rocked my world. He couldn’t get over how wonderful I felt about it. He was deeply interested in what I went through and discovered about myself in this whole process. I’m not sure, but I think he’s searching for something himself. He says he feels like an island at times, disconnected from a meaningful world. I told him that was exactly how I felt before meeting you and you understanding me, then helping me through all it, taking me finally to a happy place. I’m not sure, Josh, but I think he’s where I was a few months ago. He’s looking to me for answers, it seems like anyway. I just didn’t want to end this sharing we started if it has the least little chance of helping him some,” Tim told me. I hugged him tightly again, running my hand up and down his bare back.
“You’re a wonderful person and dear friend, Tim. I love you for good reasons, and you never disappoint me, which is why we all have to be together to support one another. I think it’s great what you’re doing for Blake. Hopefully, we’ll have enough time with him for him to find himself or see his way some. I think it’s wonderful, you trying to help him,” I told Tim, as I hugged and caressed him, Tim returning the favor, us together in our own moment. “Any indication he might want some physical attention, however small or limited? I asked, hesitatingly. Tim disengaged from our hug to smile at me.
“Get this, he asked me what it was like to kiss a dude. That’s the way he asked, kind of jokingly. I laughed and told him it was just like kissing a girl, only for me, it was more meaningful. We were sitting beside one another in one of the twin beds in our underwear just talking. It was late. He took a minute to think about it, then asked if we could try it. Would I mind showing him. We did the quick thing at first. He said it was okay, about the same. Then I pulled him to me and gave him a little more of a kiss that lasted for a few seconds anyway. He said it wasn’t bad, thinking about it. Then I pulled him back to me again and kissed him more passionately this time. He really started getting into it. Then stopped. I could tell it got to him. He looked at me and said that was good, maybe too good, is what he said. We talked some more. He asked me what it was like to suck a guy’s penis. I told him it was wonderful, because you tried to give your partner pleasure that you’d enjoy receiving. I told him I enjoyed giving and getting. I told him 69’ing was really great, as you could feel what you were doing to your partner at the same time. He really thought about that. I asked him if he wanted me to show him how wonderful it was. I wasn’t pressuring him or anything, but if he wanted to, I could, and no one would know. It would be our little secret. He said he’d always heard that guys gave better head than girls anyway. Then he said he’d think about it. He wasn’t sure,” Tim explained.
“Wow, that was interesting. Hum, so maybe there is some interest there. At least he’s doing some exploring and asking questions. At least that shows he trusts you, Tim. That’s a good sign,” I assured him. “Anything else happen to give you any indication what he’s looking for?” I asked.
“Well, we did sleep together last night,” Tim replied, coyly. I was somewhat shocked, and showing the shock on my face. “Relax, there wasn’t any sex, not really,” Tim replied. Now I was even more puzzled. “We just slept together, him spooning me some. I was so excited, I could hardly stand it. My dick was as hard as a rock,” Tim explained.
“You sleep like you normally sleep at night, au natural?” I asked. Tim smiled.
“I told him I couldn’t sleep in my underwear, as it was too confining. I liked to sleep naked and always had. He said that was fine with him, as he normally did also, but didn’t want to weird me out or anything. I told him to me it was a natural thing, nothing weird about it. We took off our underwear, when we were too tired to talk anymore. That was the first time we got to see each other naked. I tried not to stare, but you’ve seen how nice he is. He cuddled me, with his arm over me. My dick was rock hard in seconds. I was scared what he would think if he saw it or felt it. Then it happened. His hand hit the head of my hard cock, as he was caressing me some. He stopped, then gently felt it, running his fingers up and down my shaft a couple of times, feeling the head of my penis. He said ‘someone is excited’. I apologized, but told him I couldn’t help it. There was just something about him that caused it. He kind of chuckled, then said, it was the first time he’d ever felt another guy’s penis. I asked him if he liked it. He said it was kind of like feeling his own, but different. I asked him if he was about the same size as me. He chuckled and said I would probably find out in the morning when we woke up with morning wood. That made me chuckle. He finally drifted off to sleep, but I had a hard time sleeping with him up against me, flaccid junk pressed up against my ass, and me not being able to feel him. That was tough, let me tell you,” Tim confessed. I had to believe that was totally true.
“So, is he about the same size as the rest of us or larger?” I asked, teasingly. Tim smiled.
“He’s more your size, I guess you could say, which is slightly larger than me. I did get to feel his boner this morning. He told me it was okay, since he got to feel mine. Fuck, was that ever nice. I felt his balls also, prompting him to feel my morning wood and balls. We just kind of explored one another somewhat. He said it was all a whole new experience for him, as he’d never felt another dude’s junk before. He appreciated my patience and understanding. He said there was something about me that intrigued him, and he wasn’t sure why. He said he was glad we were spending time together to really get to know one another. I told him I was glad also, as I enjoyed the time we got to spend together. He said he did to, as he had never had this close a friend to talk about things with, or much less do anything with. I guess he was referring to exploring one another’s bodies,” Tim guessed.
“Wow, Tim, that’s kind of erotic in a way. It’s beautiful and special in another way. So, what is your overall opinion of what’s going on between the two of you? Is this just curiosity, a need to get to know the son of the guy that’s sleeping with your father, or possibly getting to know what attraction to the same sex is like? I mean, I’m not sure what this is all about or what it means,” I told him.
“I don’t know either, Josh. All I know is I have a feeling there is something special between us, and I can’t wait to explore it more fully,” he told me. “I kind of think he feels the same way, Josh. That’s why I was hoping, beyond all hope, we could spend more time together to see what might be there. And, hey, this is the perfect place to do some exploring in that area, where no one really cares what you do,” Tim replied.
“Do you feel yourself falling for the guy?” I asked, concerned. Tim looked a little embarrassed.
“Josh, I feel like I want love to love him in the worst way. I mean my heart aches for that opportunity. I know it’s crazy, but it’s true. I know it’s wrong, and the possibilities of us having a mutually loving relationship between the two of us, is almost impossible. He’s straight, but maybe a little curious because of his dad, and I now know I’m gay, and am very comfortable being gay and living my life as a gay man. I know it’s stupid, but I think I love him already,” Tim confessed. I pulled him to me and hugged him again.
“Tim, there’s nothing worse than falling in love with a straight guy for us. But, at least he seems like the type of guy to be considerate of you and try not to hurt you. All I can say is to take it slowly, and expect him not to love you like you do him. If you can live with that, and accept him on those terms, you may at least be able to have an endearing close friendship, like brothers, with some small limited benefits thrown in, like feeling each other’s dicks in the shower, teasing one another or something. Just don’t forget he’s straight and breeds women. You don’t have the equipment he’s used to pursuing,” I reminded and warned Tim. Tim hugged me tightly.
“Well, at least I have you, Jake and the rest of my brothers to love. Knowing that, I’ll try hard not to fall in love with Blake, but it’s not going to be easy. There’s just something I can feel between us, and I think he feels it too,” he told me. I had to believe that was very true. I swatted his hot ass and told him to run along, as I had business to attend to, requiring me to put on some clothes. Tim made a face, then kissed me quickly and headed back outside. I grabbed a pair of athletic shorts, pulling them up over my cock and balls, deciding to go commando today, since I wouldn’t be gone long, then pulled on a t-shirt over my top, grabbed the keys and headed for the lobby. I called Greer quickly to tell him I was on my way, making sure he was there. He said he’d be there waiting, and to come on, giving me directions on how to get there.
The drive to Greer’s office was short. I had to ring the bell, as the door was locked. Greer welcomed me with a big hug and even snuck a kiss in on me. “Careful, you might piss off Samuel, if you’re not careful,” I warned, teasingly. He laughed.
“Hey, I loved you before I ever loved him, and I still love you, so there,” Greer said, matter of factly. I had to chuckle, as I followed him into his office.
“Nice digs here, Greer. Very professional looking. I like what you’ve done with the place so far. It’s just a little less flamboyant than the Pink Flamingo. I think you need a few pictures of some naked hunks to go on the walls, then the place will be perfect,” I teased, as I looked around. Greer laughed, as he dug through a couple of boxes filled with files he had yet to unpack. Greer dug out a couple of file folders and brought them around to my side of the desk, sitting in a chair beside me to show me what all he uncovered.
“This file is what we have for the holding company, and this other file has more information, mostly advertising propaganda on what Invescor is all about, and what kind of partnerships they develop. The information isn’t up to date, so I’m not sure what entities they have these days, but you guys have a right to know,” he said, as he thumbed through the file folder on Invescor. “Let me know the businesses they own an interest in when you get a full accounting. I always felt like there were other interests out there we didn’t know about. That might have been because they were shielded inside the venture capital company. We don’t have any management authority over those anyway, other than to make sure they meet their profit projections and, if sold, Invescor gets their margin they need for the sale. As you found out, they set that ahead of time and sometimes it’s unrealistic. I would suggest maybe you, Ken and Nate give this company some overdue oversight and take at least one board position if not more. Shit, Josh, you can have the whole board if you like, because we own, well you guys own, all the stock. You are the only shareholder. I’m still looking for the Articles of Incorporation, which have to be here somewhere, to see how the board is structured and senior management. Nate said this Conrad guy was a real dick, but he enjoyed sticking his dick up his ass,” Greer commented, with a big smile.
“Hey, Nate is a comer, Greer. I was so proud of him yesterday for all the great work he did and the investigation he conducted to find a way to get to those guys. Damn, if he didn’t uncover a potential gold mine for us. He’s great, I have to tell you. Gotta love the guy. Trying to get his significant other a residency at Uni Med Center. He’s becoming a general practitioner. Could be kind of nice to have a doctor in our midst and part of our greater family,” I commented. Greer smiled.
“Hey just from the few conversations I’ve had with him, I’m impressed. Jordan did a great job finding Nate for you. That’s for sure. What’s he like in bed?” Greer asked. I about choked, then smiled.
“You dog, you. Greer, what makes you think I kiss and tell?” I asked, smiling from ear to ear.
“Because I know you too well. If you think this highly of someone, you’ve had your cock up his ass already, and enjoyed it,” Greer replied, making me shake my head in disbelieve he asked me that question. I wasn’t quite sure how to reply to that accusation.
“Okay, so maybe Jake and I had a small experience with Nate one night, that just kind of happened. It was nice. He’s a great guy, and I kind of helped him out getting him and his childhood sweetheart together again, helping him realize they were really made for each other,” I confessed. Greer shook his head grinning.
“Matchmaking again. How many times have you done that?” Greer asked.
“Seems to me I got you and Stoney together also, but I absolutely had nothing to do with you and Samuel,” I replied. He shook his head again.
“No, that was all me. I was vulnerable then, and he was the right guy at the right time. Stoney being gone all that time shook my world. You know how upset and worried I was about his absence. Then we find out he was sick all that time. I felt terrible not being there for him. He was so stubborn. I don’t know, Josh, my world just kind of collapsed around me finding out he was sick for so long and only being reunited with him a few short days before his death. Samuel was so caring and considerate at the time. He was missing his ex and my boyfriend just up and died on me. We were kind of two lost souls that found one another at the right time, I guess. I don’t regret my decision to stay here and be with him. I’m happy here. The weather couldn’t be more perfect, and the boys, well they’re all around and hot as hell,” Greer confessed. I smiled.
“Yes, but you’re not allowed to touch any of those hot boys, and probably not even allowed to look,” I replied. Greer shook his head, telling me he could always look, and on occasion had sampled a few. “Well, what would Samuel say?” I asked sarcastically. Greer smiled. “He doesn’t need to know. I won’t run off with any of them, but I am still young and I do have needs,” Greer informed me. I smiled at him again, then he grabbed me and kissed me passionately.
“Greer, what are you doing?” I asked. “Do you know what you’re doing?”
“Hey, if you can fuck Nate, not knowing him all that well, you can sure as hell fuck me, especially when you say you love me,” Greer said, as he was all over me. Greer was passionate as hell all of a sudden. I was beginning to think I had been called over to his office to be ambushed and coerced into having sex with the boy.
“You sure you know what you’re doing, because at some point, you’re not going to be able to stop me,” I warned.
“You better not stop until you breed me hard and I cum like a fountain,” he replied, as we practically rolled around on the floor.
“Where’s you conference room?” I asked, as we broke lips for a brief second. He practically carried me into the conference room where he tore off my athletic shorts and went down on my already hard cock. Damn, I couldn’t believe the thing still worked after last night. It was primed and ready, though, remembering too well that hot ass of Greer’s, and anxious to get back in there and breed again. Mercy, there was no stopping us. I finally brought him up off my cock and pulled his shorts off, then laid him on his back on the conference table, freeing his legs, pulling off his shirt. We were both finally naked and all over one another. I grabbed his cock and inhaled it, driving the poor bastard half crazy when I did. I swallowed his balls, as he begged me to fuck him, and fuck him hard. I even licked his ass, driving him further insane with lust. Finally, I slapped the tip of my cock against his hairy asshole, almost driving him over the edge, as he begged me, again, to fuck him. I spit on his asshole and on my cock, then drove my rigid appendage deep in his ass, taking his breath away.
“Damn, Josh, you feel so fucking good. Shit, you always fucked me better than anyone. I can’t get enough of your cock. Fuck me, Josh. Fuck me hard. Yeh, cram that cock deep inside me. Oh, yeh, baby fuck that hole,” he said, over and over as I did fuck him hard. His cock was drooling pre-cum all over the place, providing an aphrodisiac appetizer to enhance the occasion. Damn, this was hot. We were sweating all over the place as we worked hard at the breeding process. He pulled me to him to kiss me passionately, until he stiffened up below me, and I could feel the ooze of his warm sticky liquid flow between our tightly connected bodies. After the spasms of ejaculations finally ceased, I pulled out of his ass and slid him around on the table so his head was close to the side and pointed my cock directly at his mouth, then gave him what my balls had left to give. He ate my cum, then sucked on my cock to make sure he got it all. My knees got weak at that point, and I kind of slid into one of his conference table chairs, spent, sweating and beat.
“Fuck, Greer. Damn, it’s been awhile, but that ass of yours is still sweet. Whew, boy, you took all my energy,” I said, trying to get my breath back.
“Damn, that felt good, Josh. You fuck better than anyone I’ve ever had. Damn, I miss you and Jake. He can fuck with the best of them also,” Greer said, between breaths.
“I’ll tell him you said that,” I chided. Greer shook his head at me. Then, still laying on the conference room table, he pulled me to him and kissed me passionately one more time.
“Fuck, I miss you and your fucking dick,” he said, smiling, his dick drooling residual cum. I chuckled. I leaned in and sucked his cock clean for him, making him stiffen up again. We were both out of energy. I finally pulled him up to a sitting position on his conference room table. I scooped up some of his sperm on his abs with my middle finger, then wiped it off on his wall, somewhat pissing him off. “What did you do that for, marking up my wall like that?” he asked concerned.
“Just marking the occasion. Every conference room wall should have such a mark on it, as a reminder of what once took place there,” I replied, thinking about the mark we made on Jordan’s conference room wall. Greer shook his head at me.
“I’m going to leave that mark there. Next time you come, you’ll remember this and how great it was. Hopefully, you’ll fuck me again. Damn how I miss those times,” Greer said, shaking his head.
“What about Sven? You used to enjoy his nice tool in that sweet ass of yours. You guys still get it on?” I asked, curiously. Greer smiled.
“Stoney requested that I look after Sven and make sure he was taken care of. I guess you could say we take care of one another at times. I think he’s getting more than he needs at the PF, with the massages and things he gives there. I hear he’s quite popular and uses a considerable amount of condoms in the process. As you know, my Samuel doesn’t like for me to be there that often. I guess it’s safer here at my new office. Well, at least you and I got to break it in. Couldn’t ask for a better partner to break it in. Even got a mark on the wall to commemorate the occasion now,” Greer chided. I shook my head chuckling.
“I need to get back. We need to get ourselves together here. You need to make sure you’re nice and clean before you see Samuel tonight,” I suggested. Greer agreed, saying the less he knew the better. We cleaned up in the bathroom and got ourselves back together again. He gave me another passionate kiss, sticking his hand down inside my athletic shorts and fondling my spent cock and balls again as we kissed. I chuckled. “You don’t give up, do you,” I said, as we kissed over and over. He chuckled.
“Don’t know when I’ll get to feel that inside me again,” he said. “I really miss you, Josh. Can’t say I miss the business all that much, but there are times I do, like right now when we just discovered a whole new area we didn’t know we had. But I do miss you and Jake, and the great times we all had together. I miss Stoney terribly. We had such great times together,” Greer said, tearing up some. I hugged him, consoling him some, telling him we all missed him. I told Greer, Stoney left us with the best gift he could ever give us, that of love for one another and the basics to continue to build and add those we’d love in the future. Greer supposed I was right, saying I was a lot like Stoney in more ways than I knew. That was the first time he’d told me something like that. I questioned that some. He told me he ought to know, having lived with the man for many months and seeing him work, creating wealth, but most of all friendship and caring. I hugged Greer for that remark, never considering myself anywhere near like Stoney. “You’re going to be just as great as he was, Josh. Hell, I think you’re going to be better than he was. He knew that also, telling me that many times. He said he hoped to be around to see you succeed at whatever you put your mind to. He loved you, Josh. He really loved you, and not in a sexual way, but more in spiritual way, like the two of you were kindred spirits of sorts. You, of all of us he loved, were his pride and joy. He loved you the most. I didn’t resent that at all, because he was right. He loved me plenty, but you were the shining star. You still are. Promise me you’ll stay that way. Make me proud too,” Greer told me. I hugged him tightly, not wanting to let him go.
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) and some wonderful talented people involved (quadruple boner check, thanks to Cooch 
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