Chapter 482 – More Demo, An Interesting Shower and New Guests On Gay Night
Lonnie and Tyler were anxious to hear what happened at the meet with Chelsea and her sister. Rod could hardly contain himself filling them in, rehashing practically every moment of the event. When he got to the part about Tink kissing me, then having Chelsea feel his boner, that almost put the two in shock. Tyler’s jaw dropped. He looked at me in horror.
“How did you contain yourself, Josh. If that had been me, I think I would have puked, and then popped him in the mouth with my fist. Good grief, Tink. How could you do that to our friend, who’s helped us through this entire mess?” Tyler asked, getting more upset as he processed it more in his brain. Tink smiled.
“Josh, is a great sport, Tyler, and besides, he’s gay, so I figured it wasn’t anything he wasn’t used to doing. He played it fantastically too. Blew them fucking away!” Tink said excited.
“Blew me fucking away also, cuz. Damn, I wish I hadn’t seen that,” Rod said, again, shaking his head.
“Dude that is so fucking bad,” Lonnie chimed in. “I would have puked. I swear I would have,” he added. I smiled.
“Hey, he’s my friend, and I care about him, like I care about all you guys. Just don’t any of you try to kiss me, or at least warn me first, not that I’m opposed to kissing any of you, but I’d at least like a ‘heads-up’,” I chided. They shook their heads smiling. Rod said I was a hell of a sport, and a huge help through all of this. I told them it was a meaningful experience, one we wouldn’t forget we shared together in an entire lifetime. They all agreed.
We had the wall down between the living room and dining room, knocking out the studs now, and moving the electrical wires to one side, without disconnecting them. We couldn’t believe how open the area was when we removed that one wall.
“Just think, your gay porn studio is gone now. What a shame. I guess we can always build a new one in the attic space, produce more gay fraternity type pornos,” I teased. They said if they never did that again, it would be too soon. Then Rod looked at the floor, shaking his head. We asked him what was wrong.
“You won’t believe this, guys, but I just got an email from the producers that paid us for the first video, saying it was selling like crazy. They had thousands of requests for more of the same guys. Can you fucking believe that? Oh, and get this. They’re offering us $20K for two more, even offering us part of the money up front as a retainer, then want a contract for more after that. They attached the contract to the email for our agent to look at. Like who has an agent for flashing your cock at a camera?” Rod asked. We were all kind of shocked at the offer.
“They want to give us $20K for two more videos? Good grief. I never thought I’d ever give it another thought, but for $20K, maybe we ought to,” Lonnie exclaimed. “It’d sure help towards the renovation costs for this house and we could give Em a bigger budget to really make things nice, and help Rod get in her panties faster.”
“Seriously, Lonnie? You really want a career in gay porn?” Tyler asked him. Lonnie looked torn.
“No, for the performing, but yes for the money,” he finally replied. Rod shook his head.
“Look, guys, we did it because we were desperate to get Tink out of a jamb. We swallowed our pride, and stuck our dicks up the asses of two friends of Josh’s guys here. We made it through that experience, and everyone survived. In all reality, we made two guys very happy in the process, and the money did what it was intended to do at the time. Now, that’s in the past. We need to concentrate on our new legitimate, well respected, vocation now, rehabbing houses and flipping them. We just need to leave our brief porno careers in the past,” Rod explained. They all eventually agreed that was the right thing to do, although we teased them about it the rest of the afternoon, even coming up with stage names for them, some pretty raunchy. We’d think of one, as we were working, and just blurt it out. Work would stop, we’d laugh and then go back at it again. We had fun with that all afternoon.
I swear Lonnie was a tease, not wearing any underwear. Occasionally, he’d sit on a bucket and the head of his cock would be peeking at us. Tyler threw a piece of plaster at him, hitting him right on the tip of his cock, making him yelp and jump up in the air.
“That’ll teach you to go commando,” Tyler chided. Lonnie gave him a dirty look.
“Hey, my cock and my boys need to breathe once in a while, feel liberated and free. Damn, Tyler, you almost put my boy out of commission for tonight. He’s got to perform, in case you’ve forgotten. Can’t let those horny boys down. Hey, we ought to sell our video at the bar after the show,” Lonnie suggested.
“Uh, we don’t own the rights, remember? We kind of sold that for a mere $5K, which, thanks to two skanky girls, we’ll probably never see again,” Rod reminded him. Lonnie guessed that was right, somewhat disappointed he was made aware of reality. “Besides, dumbshit, you really want the world here in Uni to know we did something like that? I think that video needs to be as obscure as it can be. I know I don’t want to ever be associated with it. Don’t want our parents to ever see it either,” Rod added.
“Hey, Mary Ann might get a kick out of it,” Tink chided. Rod abruptly threw a piece of plaster at him, which Tink dodged just in time.
“You straight boys are something else,” I chided, confusing them all the more.
We had quite a system going. We started on the living room ceiling again, then worked our way into the dining room. Plaster and lath were falling everywhere. We’d have to stop occasionally to change guys doing the demoing, as arms would get tired punching sledges up over our heads. Then we’d have to grab lath with pry bars and break them loose from the joists. Most of the little nails holding them in would come out with the lath, but occasionally, we’d have to pull individual ones out. Then we took scoop shovels and filled up buckets to haul to the dumpster or just take the shovelfuls out to dump directly into the dumpster. I was following Tink into the kitchen to the back door to dump buckets. He turned around and flashed me his cock, shoving his shorts down and letting his dick and balls hang out.
“Okay, showoff. I happen to know what you’ve got. Very funny,” I said, knowing he was trying to be funny. “Be careful, someone might catch you. You do that to Dylan and he might bend you over and pound you out,” I warned, with a big smile.
“Really? Damn, I just might have to do that,” Tink said, excitedly. “Can I spend the night with you guys tonight again, Josh?” he asked so needily. “I really need some TLC after today,” he added.
“I guess, but aren’t your buds going to really question what’s going on there?” I asked him.
“I’ll tell them I have a hot date again, like the last time,” he replied. I smirked.
“You damn near convinced Rod you were gay this morning. Not sure he’s buying the hot date thing anymore,” I replied. Tink chuckled.
“It was rather convincing, wasn’t it?” he said, chuckling.
“Oh, I’d say you pretty much proved your case, buddy. You better check and see if any of them would miss you if you stayed over with us.” Tink smiled.
“Lonnie’s dicking some girl tonight. Tyler has a third date with some girl. He’s starting to worry me, as he seems pretty high on this girl. Don’t know if it’s just the sex, or if he’s really into her. I’m going to have to caution him about not getting too close too soon,” Tink replied. “Not sure what Ron is doing tonight. He kind of swore off girls for a while, as they were abusing his body. He really needs someone like Mary Ann. She could make him happy for sure.”
“Well in the meantime, he’ll be here all by himself, wondering what you’re doing, won’t he?” I asked, curiously.
“He’ll probably rub one off and go to bed early. This work does take a lot out of you, in case you haven’t noticed,” Tink replied, as he ran his hand over my junk through my shorts, catching me off guard, when I heaved my bucket into the dumpster. I chuckled.
“What are you doing?” I asked, chuckling. Tink laughed.
“Petting my favorite cock. Can’t wait to get that up my ass tonight and Jake’s too. Damn, I love your cock, Josh. You guys are just the greatest. I’m so horny for you right now, I’ve got a boner. I could just rip your shorts off and ride that hot dick of yours till tomorrow morning, I want you so bad,” he told me, as he lowered his shorts and his big cock stood straight out in front of him. I rolled my eyes.
“Damn, Tink. That’s like a weapon. Put that thing away before someone sees it. You’ll get us both in trouble,” I urged. Tink just laughed. Our fun was interrupted by the guys yelling for us to bring the buckets back, as they needed to refill them and get more debris out of the way. I took both buckets, telling Tink to tame is cock before he came back. I told him I’d cover for him saying he had to take a leak.
“You could go with me, and we could have some fun,” he suggested. I shook my head, smiling at him, telling him he was living dangerously. He said it was all worth it. I gave him a quick kiss on the lips, then grabbed the buckets and returned to the guys, getting questions about what took us so long. I told them we had to move some of the debris in the dumpster in order to maximize what we could get in there totally. Not sure they bought it, but the work resumed.
We got a lot accomplished, and it was getting late in afternoon. “Guys, were going to have to stop soon, so we can get cleaned up. We only have one shower, so it’s going to take awhile for us to get our showers in, then get over to the CNB,” Rod reminded them.
“Rod, you and I can shower together to save time,” Tink told him, knowing that would really get him. Rod had a look of horror on his face.
“I don’t think that needs to happen. Not sure anyone wants to get naked in the shower with you, Tink,” Rod replied, adamantly. Tink looked hurt.
“I’ll wash you back for you,” Tink offered, giving Rod a sweet grin. Rod looked very concerned now.
“Uh, you’re not going to touch me naked, Tink. That ain’t gonna happen. Knowing you, you’d be washing other things you weren’t supposed to touch,” Rod replied, with Tink just smiling away.
“We could all shower in Josh’s big shower at his apartment. That’s big enough for all of us to shower at one time,” Tink suggested, looking to me for an offer. I rolled my eyes.
“I don’t care. It would make the process of getting cleaned up faster, then we could get something to eat before we had to work. This is a busy night for us, so whatever we do, we need to get started soon,” I told them. Lonnie, Tyler and Rod, all looked at one another, as if to ask, do we dare?
“What the hell, it makes sense. Just like the locker rooms in the gym, I guess. I trust Josh and his guys. Not sure I trust Tink, but if they’re with us, they can keep Tink under control or pound him out for us, whatever works,” Rod said, relenting to Tink’s suggestion. Tink was all excited. “Who are you anymore?” Rod asked him. Tink blew him a kiss. Rod shook his head. “Josh, I think you’re going to have to adopt him, because I swear, he’s totally flipped over to your side.” I laughed, then patted Rod on the back.
“Might be kind of fun to get naked together, Rod. This will be our first time,” I reminded him.
“Good Lord, what have we done? Well at least I trust you guys. I don’t trust Tink, so he’s yours to take care of,” Rod replied, making us laugh and Tink give him the finger. Actually, the guys were kind of happy they were going to get to try out our neat shower, having heard how fantastic it was. They generally weren’t modest guys. How could they be making a gay porno video and stripping in front of women and gay guys. They actually thought that was kind of fun and exciting, the exhibitionist coming out in them. How bad could it be showering in a large shower room with gay and straight guys. Dick was dick, right? We all had one and a couple of balls hanging on. No big deal.
The guys got some clean clothes to wear and underwear, then put on jackets and we headed to the bar. We brought a couple of vehicles and managed to squeeze ourselves into the two. I wouldn’t swear we were all wearing seatbelts, however and there may have been a couple of straight buys sitting on each other’s laps, and Tink was back behind the back seat of the Jeep. We made it back to the bar unscathed, however. We headed upstairs to the apartment. This is where it got a little dicey, the guys not knowing what was coming next. I told them they could take off their clothes, and put them in our bedroom if they wanted or leave them in the living room. The boys, took their clothes off and made their way to the shower, Rod, Tyler and Lonnie, covering their privates with their hands, until they got comfortable with the rest of us being naked with them. I turned on all the water, and that ended the modesty right then and there. They loved all the jets of water hitting their naked bodies from all angles. No one paid attention to each other’s nakedness, their minds absorbed in the fascination of the water hitting them from everywhere, giving them a massage as well as a good cleaning. I handed them some shower gel, and showed them where the shampoo was. Tink stayed close to Jake and me. Rod was next to me also.
“This is fantastic,” he said loudly, as the water was kind of loud along with everyone carrying on. “I think I could get used to this,” he added. Tink told him he already had, which made Rod concerned. Rod looked at Tink, then looked at me, then shook his head. Rod leaned in, as he was lathering up beside me. “You know, this is the first time I’ve seen you totally naked,” he chided.
“So, are you checking me out? Is that what you’re telling me?” I chided. He laughed, shaking his head.
“No, no, nothing like that. I just realized you’ve seen me naked countless times, but I’ve never seen you naked before. It just dawned on me, that’s all,” he said smiling. I chuckled.
“So, do you like what you see? Are we having a moment here, I need to be aware of?” I chided. He laughed. “You want to hug naked or something? Is that what you need?” I kept going, not giving up on making him laugh.
“No, no, nothing like that. It was just an observation, that’s all. We’re good. Trust me, we’re good. I’m not like Tink. At least I think I’m not,” he added, as he wiped his soapy hands over his cock and balls, ultimately shampooing his pubes in the process. Rod noticed Jake washing my back, then me washing Jake’s. “Nice you can do that for one another here in this big shower,” Rod mentioned.
“You want your back washed?” I asked. He looked a little skeptical, but I washed it anyway, before he had a chance to say no. I could tell he thought it was a little weird, but he thanked me, saying it was nice. Of course, Tink wanted his back washed also, and my finger up his ass crack and asshole, which Rod did not see. I just hoped Tink could keep that big cock of his under control through this process, as all the other guys had, including Dylan, who was like a kid in a candy store, with all the fresh meat in the shower with us.
We finally finished, up and I turned off the water, then Dylan threw towels at each guy, as they came out of the shower, undoubtedly checking each of them out, up close and personal. They didn’t seem to pay attention to his gazes though, still invigorated by the shower they just experienced.
“Damn, that’s a fantastic shower, guys,” Tyler commented, along with Lonnie and Rod. Tink said he told them so, making them suspect how he knew. The boys dried off and quickly put their briefs back on for the time being, as did the rest of us. I put on what we were wearing tonight, as did the rest of our guys and Tink. Tink made sure his package was noticeable with the contoured pouch, enhancing his package.
“Do you guys wear anything underneath those boxer briefs?” Rod asked. I told him ‘not really’. “Don’t you feel a little vulnerable running around in just underwear?” he asked.
“No more than you running around in a thong. Actually, we’re more covered than you guys are, dancing on stage. We get groped and pinched, fondled and get our buns slapped occasionally, but most of the guys are respectful around us,” I replied. Rod still thought it was a little embarrassing to be running around in a bar full of guys in just your underwear. We grabbed a beer upstairs. We had chicken tenders, coleslaw and mashed potatoes delivered, so we didn’t have to get dressed to go downstairs to eat. I called down to Eric to tell him if Conner and Neal came in to make sure they took care of him. He said he’d look out for them, and make sure they were taken care of. Rod, Lonnie, Tyler and Tink were grateful for the beer and food, saying this had a been a great afternoon. Rod said we got a lot done and the shower, food and beer were a real treat. I told him we knew how to live. He said he realized that.
We had a knock on the door. Tink answered it. It was Dale, come to help tonight. I gave him a big hug, as did Jake, Blake and even Tink, not knowing why he was hugging Dale, but since we were, he did also, again surprising Rod and crew.
“I didn’t mean to barge in on you, but I figured it was Saturday night, and you might need some help. Plus, I haven’t seen you guys all week and I kind of missed you,” Dale said. I told him he was a sight for sore eyes.
“Go take off your clothes and change in the bedroom, then grab a beer and some food,” I told him. He scurried off to the bedroom, then returned in his navy blue boxer briefs, matching ours. I introduced him to Rod and crew as our corporate pilot, a title that made Dale excited every time he heard it. He smiled proudly. “So, did you collect anymore ratings this week, since we haven’t seen you in several days,” I reminded him.
“Sorry about not seeing you guys. We’ve had a few charters this week and I got some nighttime instrument training in. Greyson and I are taking the King Air out in the morning on a charter. He’s letting me fly left seat tomorrow, guys. I’m so excited, I can hardly wait,” Dale replied, enthusiastically. I told him good for him. “A couple more weeks and I should have my instrument and commercial, Josh. I’m working hard at it. I’ve passed my written tests already, just have to take the check rides. Greyson says he’s fine-tuning me at this point, as I have the basics down. He just wants to put a fine finish on me, before he sends me for check ride. I can’t wait to get fully certified, so I can be all yours,” Dale said excitedly. I patted him on his bare sexy back. I could tell Tink thought he was cute, but held his comments while Rod, Tyler and Lonnie were still with us.
“You guys have your own pilot?” Rod asked, curiously. Dale perked up.
“Yes, and two airplanes domiciled here at the Uni airport. We have a Cessna 310, twin engine, and a King Air, a cabin class twin turbo prop. Nice stuff. We have four Cessna Citations domiciled in the City where our aviation department is. We latched onto Dale here in Uni, who was a student pilot and line boy at the Uni airport. With a little help from us, you might say we escalated his training program. He can now fly us in the Cessna 310, which he has done. We adopted him, and made him a brother also. He helps us out on Saturday nights when he’s not flying,” I explained. Rod shook his head.
“Damn, Josh, you’re just on top of everything. I can’t believe you have two aircraft here and your own pilot,” Rod replied, trying to process it. I explained to Rod, that since Dale didn’t have his commercial ticket yet, we paid him to help at the bar, making him the most expensive help we had, as a means to compensate him for the flying he would do for us. That would all change, once he got his commercial license, then we could legitimately put him on the payroll as our pilot.
“I’m still going to work the bar with you guys on Saturday nights, as that’s too much fun to pass up. You should have seen it a couple of weeks ago when they had Underwear Night only. Now that was crazy fun. This place is a blast on Saturday nights, and a great place to hang out the rest of the week except for Wednesday nights, when the women take over,” Dale explained. Rod said they knew what that was like only too well.
Rod and crew needed to head to the dressing room, and the rest of us needed to head down to the bar to get ready for the onslaught of horny guys getting ready to flood the place. It was Gay Night, the craziest fun night of the week, and the most profitable. Rod, Lonnie and Tyler got dressed and headed to the dressing room, only to undress again, to put on their costumes to strip off for the guys. Rod said he was always nervous when he had to get ready for this. I told him to have fun, as all the other guys dancing tonight did. On our way down, I found Jeb and hooked him up with Tink, then escorted the other three through the crowd that was already starting to build.
Stan was happy to see the three show up telling them to get naked, then get ready. Rod said this part was somewhat demeaning, but he was getting more used to it. Sandy was there, welcoming the guys back. I told Sandy we’d need his and Devin’s help this week, possibly tomorrow afternoon, if they wanted steak and beer tomorrow night at the house. Sandy said to count them in. I told them we had knocked out walls at Rod’s house, and we had some loose wires hanging around and receptacles on some very old wiring. He said that wasn’t very safe, and he’d see what they could do to help us. I told him there was beer and steak in it for them if they helped out. He said they would with pleasure. I slapped him on his naked back, and looked at his beautiful cock hanging in front of him. I always liked this time in the dressing room. Jack and Marty checked in, Jack patting me on the back. Harvey, Leo and Wes showed up, Harvey looking like he was in a bad mood. Wes and Leo gave me a bro hug, before stripping naked and getting dressed. Harvey just did fists with me.
“You in a bad mood?” I asked Harvey. He shook his head, not saying much.
“It’s just there’s too many guys now dancing and it’s cut into our tips. You need to thin out the pack some, Josh,” he said, obviously still concerned about the number of dancers.
“Harvey, you don’t have to dance if you don’t want to. No one is forcing you to do this,” I reminded him. He shook his head, still looking miserable, obviously stressing over the situation, letting it build negatively in his mind.
“I want to do it, but we’re making less than what we used to, as there’s only so many dollars to go around, and we divided those dollars up between more guys now. It’s just not fair,” he replied. Wes told him life wasn’t fair, so to get over it. That didn’t make him feel any better. “Yeh, like how you guys railroaded me out of the presidency of the frat. Nice going,” he scoffed.
“Seems to me someone had a personality issue with the rest of the guys and even got caught in a gay moment in his room with another frat brother,” I reminded him.
“That again? When are you going to forget that ever happened?” he asked, concerned.
“I don’t know that it ever stopped happening,” I replied, looking over at Jack, who happened to smile when he heard me mention it. That made me assume, ole Harvey was still tapping Jack’s ass at times.
“Like I said, Harv, you don’t have to do this. I have a feeling if you’d put a little more feeling into it, smile more, play with your junk more on stage, try some of the stuff that Sandy was trying to show you before where you guys act like you’re having sex on stage with one another, you might earn a bigger share of the tips. Just a thought, but you might want to try it out,” I suggested. He still looked disgusted.
“How do you compete with dick like that new guy Dave has. And, then there’s your two, Chase and Caleb, who’re more normal like me, but between the three of them, that’s some tough competition, especially when you’re performing with thumbnail dick, Leo here. Let’s face it, his package isn’t necessarily boning up the boys or the women,” Harvey replied.
“Speak for yourself, Harvey. I made more tips on both nights last week than you did. Maybe it’s because I smile more and play to the crowd, something you should try doing,” Leo suggested. Harvey finally gave up complaining and just got naked, letting his fine cock hang out in front of him. I looked at poor Leo’s, and kind of felt sorry for him, other than the knowledge he had one hot ass that Allen and OBB loved to plant their cocks in and have fun. Rod happened to notice Leo’s small appendage also. He told me he needed to spend more time around Leo, as it made his average cock look massive compared to Leo’s. That made me laugh.
With the electricians on board for tomorrow afternoon, I retreated to the bar before the crowd got too large to make it difficult, and risk possible sexual abuse, trying to get there. With Chase, Caleb and Dave now dancing, the loss of Caleb tending bar and Chase serving, made it more difficult on the rest of us. Dawson hadn’t shown back up much since Break, only working a couple of busy nights here and there. I needed to talk to him about a more regular schedule. We could certainly use extra help on a night like this. Having Tink was certainly a help, but I could use more guys.
I made it to the bar relatively unscathed, then quickly got behind it, taking my usual spot. Blake was right beside me. It appeared he had permanently repositioned himself next to me, moving Tim down beside Dustin and Ethan. We were well underway for the evening, when a familiar face plopped down in front of me at the bar. It was Kyle, full of smiles.
“Hey, Josh. I know you’re busy, but I wanted to tell you that Todd and Chad stopped by this afternoon and spent most of the afternoon looking at the properties. I kind of got the impression, they think the buildings are too far gone to renovate them back to a profitable state. We did talk about some options. I didn’t know if you have time to hear them or not,” he said, amazed at how fast I could draw beer and fill up trays of beer for our customers. I was trying to listen to him, and work at the same time. “Do you always wear your underwear when you tend bar?” Kyle asked, somewhat shocked to see me in my underwear and the rest of the guys also. I smiled at him.
“Just for you, Kyle. I did this just for you,” I teased, making him blush. “It’s Gay Night, and the busiest night of the week for us, and most profitable. I’m sure maybe you didn’t know that, but it is. You okay with being here tonight?” I asked, not totally sure if he was straight or curious. He gulped a little.
“Uh, I guess so. It’s not dangerous is it?” he asked very innocently. I could see Blake chuckle beside me, as we raced to draw beer to fill waiters’ orders. I smiled at him.
“Only for cute innocent guys like yourself, maybe. The rest of us are safe,” I teased, my words making him blush again.
“You guys are the good looking guys. I’m just a normal twenty-something. I think I might be safer than you for sure,” Kyle replied, making me chuckle. “Hey, is there something I can do to help you out, you being so busy and all. I can wash dishes if you need a dishwasher. I have plenty of experience washing dishes,” he offered.
“Have you ever tended bar?” I asked. He told me he had a few times back in college. “I would like to hear what you have to tell me, because I’ve wondered what Todd and Chad found out when they met with you today. If you wouldn’t mind helping draw beer, we could talk,” I offered. He was all excited, asking me how to get behind the bar.
“Well first you need to run upstairs to our apartment, and change into your underwear, so you’re in uniform. Then I’ll let Blake slide down one position and put one of my other guys out to serve. That would help immensely,” I told him.
“Uh, you don’t want to see me in my underwear, Josh. It’s not a pretty site,” he replied, looking nervous and shaking his head. Blake smiled. “My underwear is all old and worn, and has holes in it. I’m ashamed to have to wear them, but I can’t afford new ones at the moment,” he said, embarrassingly. I smiled.
“Kyle, run upstairs, go through the living room, and when you start back the hallway, my bedroom is the first one on the left. Go in there and take your clothes off. In my closet on the left, there is a large box of new underwear in plastic packaging. There’s only a couple of sizes in there. Take what your size is, and put them on, then come back to us, and we’re good to go. You don’t have to, but we could definitely use the help, if you wouldn’t mind.”
“Oh, I need to help you, if you need help. I could never do enough to help you after what you’re attempting to help me with. I guess I won’t be too offensive wearing underwear to tend bar. I have to say, it’d be a whole new experience for me, I’ve never had before. If you think it’ll be okay, I’ll try it,” he replied. I gave him the code to the apartment door, and he took off. A few minutes later, he returned, looking sheepish and trying to cover his front with his hands, as he made his way back to the bar. I opened up the gate and let him in. I had to admit, he looked hot. I couldn’t believe he was ripped, having nice defined abs, nice pecs, not quite like Jake’s but enough to get my cock hard. He had a smattering of chest hair between his pecs and a nice treasure trail all the way down over his naval and into his underwear, that showed a very nice defined bulge there, that made me really want to see what was inside.
“What the heck, Kyle. Damn, boy, you’re hot,” I said, looking him over. “You’re cut, boy. You work out?” I asked, as I looked him over, somewhat embarrassing him. Again, he gave me an embarrassed grin.
“I have an old set of weights I work out with at my apartment. I don’t go out, so I work out a lot. I’m kind of proud of the way I keep myself in shape. No one ever sees this but me. Thanks for the compliments though. I appreciate that,” he replied. Some of the customers started asking who the new hot boy was, and was he going to dance tonight. Kyle was really embarrassed.
I hollered at Dustin, asking him if he wouldn’t help serve tonight, as I had a replacement for him that I needed to talk to. He said he’d do whatever we needed. He jumped over the bar and headed to Seth to check in to serve. I could tell he was having fun with the crowd already, as his personality fit that kind of job perfectly. Blake and Tim moved down to Ethan and Kyle slipped between Blake and me. I was sure Blake wanted to hear all about what Todd and Chad found out also.
“I feel so embarrassed, Josh. I hope I don’t run business off,” Kyle stated. I smiled at him.
“Are you kidding, Kyle? If anything, you’ll help build business. You’re just what we needed to spice this place up a little,” I told him, then showed him where everything was, pointing out all the beer taps, the chillers with the glasses in them, under the bar. I told him, if he was uncomfortable with the mixed drinks, I could do that for him, as long as he could draw beer, the most sought after commodity we had tonight. He got the hang of it rather quickly. We finally slowed down a little, and I asked him exactly what Todd and Chad thought so far, as I admired that hot thin muscular ass of his, when he turned the other way, and that nice full pouch of his in his briefs. He was definitely making me horny, just looking at him.
The bartenders got to joking around a little, Blake kissing Tim occasionally, getting whoops and hollers. Jake grabbed me from behind, and dry humped me for shits and giggles, creating a shower of dollars coming our way. He kissed me passionately off and on also. I could tell Kyle wasn’t used to that. I told Kyle it was all for entertainment value, and kept the customers excited creating tips for the guys. He thought that was great. He looked at me, like he wanted to try something, but wasn’t sure how to go about it. He did that off and on, especially after Jake did something to me. Then Blake went behind me for something and grabbed me from behind, pressing his junk up against my ass and caressing my pecs in front, kissing my neck, then teasingly groping my junk. I swear Kyle’s junk got a little larger after that. Blake playfully patted Kyle on his ass, as he went behind him back to his station. Kyle smiled big time. Kyle looked like he wanted to hug me, but was too shy.
“You mind if I try something with you to show off?” I asked Kyle.
“Oh, Josh, do whatever. It’ll be fine. I just don’t know how to act,” he said, wanting to fit in. I just threw my arms around him, then hugged him tightly, our junk up against one another, our cheeks together, then feeling his junk start to enlarge, I quickly kissed him on the lips, totally surprising him, but enjoying it nonetheless, then let him go. We got cheers and applause, and dollars flew, exciting Kyle to no end. “We did that?” he asked excitedly. I told him, ‘we certainly did’. He was all excited. I knew he was on our team, when he started to get hard while I hugged him. He didn’t hesitate with the kiss on the lips either. I was elated to think of how close we might end up being in time. Later, Kyle went behind me, and patted my ass, causing me to turn around quickly and his hand catching my junk, as he meant to pat my ass. “Oh, Josh, so sorry. Didn’t meat to do that,” he apologized, embarrassed with what happened. I laughed, then leaned in and kissed himl, as I groped his junk a little, quikcly feeling some stiffness growing there. He chuckled, then quickly moved up against the bar to hide his swelling member. We got busy again.
Another familiar face plopped down in front of me, saying hi. It was our favorite news reporter, Clay, of all people. “Why, Clay, I didn’t know you were on our team and enjoyed the male species like we do,” I chided. Clay looked embarrassed.
“Uh, I wouldn’t exactly put it that way, Josh, but I figured if I came tonight, I might get a chance to talk to you, after our interview was cut short last night,” he said, as I slid a beer in front of him, delighting him to no end. “I took a chance coming here tonight to talk to you, as you know, us reporters, we kind of have women groupies that like to follow us around, and I don’t want to give anyone the wrong impression,” he explained.
“What kind of wrong impression?” I asked, acting clueless, although I knew what he was trying to say.
“You know the whole gay, straight thing, whatever,” he replied.
“You mean you’re not gay or you’re just not out yet?” I asked.
“You’re having fun making this difficult for me, aren’t you?” he asked smiling, knowing I was definitely giving him a hard time. I smiled. ‘Uh huh, I thought so,” he said, shaking his head, grinning, then taking a sip of his beer, as I hastily filled more beer glasses for an order.
“I think you really just wanted to come in here tonight, using some excuse to see me in my underwear and admire my body. That’s what I really think, Clay,” I chided, as he nearly choked on his beer reacting to that statement. Even Kyle chuckled, as did Blake, on that one. Blake, Jake and Terry were enjoying me giving Clay a hard time.
“Oh, you’re on a roll tonight, Josh,” Clay replied, shaking his head smiling. “I didn’t know you did comedy routines also. You’re pretty damn sharp, I have to say.” I laughed. “I wanted to ask you more about the new basketball player you added to the team, where he came from and how you got him. Forest and Tuck didn’t really have time to tell me much about him last night, and I thought maybe you could fill me in,” he explained.
“Why, you want to date him, Clay?” I teased. I got him good on that one. He laughed shaking his head.
“You don’t stop do you? I can’t keep a straight face, and ask you any serious questions,” he replied, almost wanting to give up, realizing he wasn’t getting anywhere.
“Well, if you’re interested in him, he’s dancing on stage tonight with two of his basketball teammates, Chase and Caleb. The three of them have a skit together, and if you pay attention, you might see he has a very large penis, you just might enjoy seeing,” I chided. Clay was fit to be tied.
“I don’t want to see his dick, I just wanted to know some background information on him to do a puff piece of some sort, to introduce him more to the fans. That’s all I wanted to do. I prefer he have clothes on if I interview him, but I’m not prepared to do that tonight, just wanted to talk to you. I didn’t know he danced for you also. Good grief. Caleb and Chase do that also?” he asked, surprised. I smiled.
“So does our quarterback and tight end on the football team, Ross and Wally,” I informed him. He was somewhat surprised to hear that, letting his mind run wild with what that could possibly mean about their gender preference. “They dance for both Ladies’ Night and tonight, for the guys. Don’t let you mind suggest things to you that might not be true. They’re great entertainers, and they have fun putting on a show,” I informed him.
“Well, great. Glad to know all that. Like I said, I was going to ask you about background information on our new teammate Dave, but, then I read a police wire this afternoon, about you being involved in some kind of sting operation in the parking lot between the Natatorium and the Arena this morning. Good grief, you’re just one little news maker. You just really get involved in everything around here. Care to comment on what went down this morning?” Clay asked, extremely curious about the sting operation.
“You see, plain clothes officers, Conner and Neal, with the Uni police department, sitting over there, part of our undercover security detail. If there is anything that can be released to the press, those would be the two to ask. All my information I have is classified. I’d have to kill you if I told you, and we wouldn’t want that now, would we?” I replied, smiling.
“Damn, Josh, just give me something off the record, if nothing else, you know, friend to friend. At least let me know what kind of situation went down, drugs, prostitution, whatever,” he practically begged. I smiled.
“Nothing to say, Clay. I can’t even if I wanted to. There undoubtedly will be a trial and all the facts will come out in the trial. You can cover the trial, and get all the information you want,” I suggested.
“Yes, but I want a scoop on something ahead of all that. Everyone and their mother will cover the trial, including my news staff, probably our anchor if it’s a big enough story. I know the people involved, and would love to get a break getting the story before the rest of the world does. I hate just having to cover public interest stories like your new big dicked basketball teammate, although I do them. I need something to get me noticed by the networks, to get me out of this town and onto something bigger and better,” Clay explained. I shook my head.
“It’s not always what you cover, Clay, it’s how you cover a story. You need to put more emphasis on public interest and not just what you want to hear. Think about what and how your audience wants to hear something, and how they want it presented. Market your technique so that anyone that makes news wants you to be the one to break their storyl, and not some talking face in front of the camera on the nightly news. Become a news celebrity, one with taste and class. You need to step it up a notch. You could be really great. Like I said, it’s not the stories you get, it’s how you present and report them. Make them interesting and meaningful,” I suggested.
“You in J school?” he asked, curiously. I gave him a curious look. “J-school, journalism school,” he clarified. I shook my head.
“No, not me. Business for me all the way, with all our holdings. I just know what I’m looking for when I hear a news story. It isn’t just facts, but more human interest. Everyone has something to say in their own way. You need to look for that and harvest the best of what there is to get, then present it in the most meaningful way you can,” I suggested. “I’m not telling you how to do your job, as you seem honest and interested in getting stories straight, and as truthful as you can get them, which is extremely lacking in today’s media. You’re nice looking which always helps, so all you need to do is hone your style,” I added.
“Gees, I came in here for a storyl, and you give me a lesson in television journalism. I hear what you’re saying. If you ever have any tips for me personally, I’d love to hear them, Josh, as I really do admire you and a lot of the things you and your team does. Like I said, I’d love to hang with you guys more, and find out more about more about your organization and possibly help you with your public image some,” he explained.
“Why, what’s the matter with our public image?” I asked. He got concerned he offended me and hastily backtracked.
“Nothing, nothing at all. It’s just that no one knows about all the things you guys are into and who you really are. That’s what I meant by public image. You guys have some great things going for you, that I can help you share with the community. Extra positive publicity could only help business, you know. Doesn’t cost anything. Then if you guys could throw me an exclusive occasionally, we help one another, which is what friends do. I think I heard that from you one time. See, I listen to you,” he added. “So, is there anything on this morning’s sting operation I can have to help me?” he somewhat pleaded. I directed him again to Conner and Neal. He looked disappointed. I drew him another beer.
“You’d have better luck getting Dave’s dick size out of me than information on the sting operation,” I chided, as I slid his beer in front of him.
“Well, at least you were good for a couple of beers tonight anyway,” he said, thanking me for the beer. I told him they weren’t free. He still had to pay his tab, giving him a hurt look. Then I told him I was kidding. “You and I could be good friends, you know. We’ll have to work on that,” he said, trying to work his way into my friendship.
“Not so sure about that, Clay. I’d have to see you naked first, and then decide,” I replied, as he almost choked on his beer. I laughed, as did Kyle and Blake, getting a big kick out of the way I handled him. He said he wasn’t sure he could measure up to Dave, but he could at least get honorable mention, he thought anyway. I told him I’d have to decide that, making him laugh.
Clay thanked me for the beer, then said he had to take off, as he had to anchor the news a little later and had to get to the studio. He said he could only mention the sting operation on the news tonight, with details pending. I told him I was sure he’d think of something, but to be genuine when he reported the news. He smiled at me, wanting to hug me, but we were separated by the bar, so he reached over and shook my hand, then told us all goodbye.
“Is he gay?” Kyle asked me, sheepishly after Clay left, not really sure from the crazy conversation we just had.
“Don’t have a clue, Kyle. I think he can be anyone he wants to be, in order for him to get a story out of someone. Not sure if that’s an asset or a hindrance. The jury is still out on him. I find the less information I share with him the better. You just never know what their angle is when they pump you for information. Our business is our business and not the worlds, especially told to them by someone like Clay. Maybe he’ll be good and maybe he won’t. I really don’t know him that well yet.”
“Right, because you haven’t seen him naked yet. Right?” Kyle chided.
“Oh, I’m really starting to fall in love with you. That was good,” I remarked, making him smile big time, that he succeeded in getting one over on me.
“I guess you really know me now, standing here naked and all, working with you,” Kyle commented. I smiled at him.
“I will when I get those briefs off you, and fall in love,” I chided. He gave me a nervous smile, so I quickly hugged him, making him feel better. “So, what did my brothers Todd and Chad come up with today, and do you think it might work?” I asked. Kyle was only too anxious to tell me, but the show was just getting ready to start. We got a huge surge of business right before the show started. I told Kyle to hold that thought.
Stan and Gentry started off the show, as usual, putting on an extremely hot and erotic skit, whipping the crowd into a horned-up frenzy, with a lot of whooping and hollering. The guys were definitely horny tonight for sure. Between Stan and Gentry and the next group, Jack and Marty, Les came by with his drink order. I was surprised to see him. ‘
“I’ve been going to Andy and Trevor to fill my orders as you’re always busy. I just wanted to tell you that Brandon and I are already hooked up with two large dicked dudes. This working on Gay Night is the best, Josh. I don’t think we’ll ever have to worry about finding dick again. We’re already working on setting something up for tomorrow night also. I’m telling you, this is definitely the place to hook up. Damn if there aren’t some good looking hung dudes here tonight. It’s just amazing,” Les told me excitedly. Kyle looked at him kind of odd. “Damn, Josh, who’s the new dude?” Les asked, looking at Kyle and liking what he saw. I introduced Les to Kyle, telling Kyle that Les was on the swim team with me. I quickly told Les we were probably going to do some business with Kyle involving real estate. Les was impressed. “Kyle, if you ever need an ass to plant your dick in, my brother and I are open to that anytime,” Les told him. Kyle looked embarrassed, then told him he’d keep that in mind. I chuckled. “I kind of think you’re more of the marrying kind, rather than the one-night stand kind of guy. Brandon and I are looking for some regular stuff, without emotion or strings attached. You look like the type to fall in love with,” Les told him. Kyle smiled.
“Thanks, I guess,” Kyle nervously replied. Les told him he was glad to meet him, then took off.
“Kyle, don’t be embarrassed to give the guys their own shit back. No one cares. If that kind of talk makes you uncomfortable, then just tell them, you don’t think you’re like them. No one will be offended. This night can be kind of intimidating to the straight guys on our staff, but most of them are used to it and just roll with the punches, and try to have fun teasing the other guys. So, don’t let any of this get to you. It’s just talk,” I assured him. He thanked me for that, but said he was good so far.
I could tell by the way he watched the dancers, he was really fixated on the guys and what they were doing. He was definitely interested. He didn’t see me watching him watching the dancers, but I could tell he was mesmerized by what they were doing and the eroticism they portrayed. When Chase, Caleb and Dave finally had their turn, Kyle was really mesmerized by the three, and the way they interacted in an erotic sexual portrayal. I was somewhat surprised to see Dave so into it also. On Ladies’ Night, he was definitely playing to the women, but tonight, he totally switched, and looked like he was totally into Caleb and Chase. The three put on a sizzling skit, as they dry humped one another, felt each other’s baskets through their jock straps, even putting hands down inside the fronts of one another’s jock straps, feeling bare flesh in the process, and even boning up some. I thought to myself, if Harvey could only do that, he’d have all the guys in the palm of his hands, and would never have to worry about making tips. When Caleb, Chase and Dave finished, they turned their backs to the crowd, and bowed, backwards, exposing their bare asses in jock straps to the screaming horny crowd, even showing some asshole in the process. The crowd went wild. Dollars flew from everywhere. I could tell Dave was a little surprised, but wasn’t the least bit embarrassed. He was a true exhibitionist, if there ever was one.
Harvey, Wes and Leo were after our three basketball stars. I could tell that Harvey had watched our three BBall players, and was trying to get a little sexier in their act. Wes and Leo had it nailed, even kissing each other passionately, Harvey almost looking embarrassed to see it. Leo and Wes got great applause and many dollars. Harvey seemed awkward in his attempts to appear gay and into his partners. At one point, I thought he might kiss, Wes. He went for it, then abruptly moved his head before it happened. Wes looked surprised and disappointed. Harvey was even booed for his abandonment of the kiss. He was red as a beet, totally embarrassed. Later in the act, he barely kissed Leo, with a light brush across Leo’s lips with his. He got some applause for that move, although it looked awkward.
“You can tell that one guy’s not gay at all, and looks out of place,” Kyle mentioned to me, as he watched the dancers closely. I smiled at him.
“Not only is he not gay, Kyle, he’s homophobic, which makes what he does even worse. His two partners are on the Lacrosse team with him. Our Tim, who you met this evening, just two down from you tending bar, was his roommate at one time, at the sports fraternity we belong to. He moved in with us to get away from Harvey. Harvey is narcissistic, extremely self-absorbed, so he’s fighting everything he does tonight. On Ladies’ Night, he does okay, because he’s playing to them. Nothing interests him playing to the guys, so it’s a fight all the way for him to look interested and involved,” I explained. Kyle shook his head.
“Are most of the guys gay that perform?” Kyle asked. I smiled.
“Most are, but we have several straight guys also, and in our organization. We don’t discriminate, but yes, the dancers are mostly, but Harvey is straight, Wes is straight, for the most part. Leo, although Harvey doesn’t know it, is gay. Ross and Wally and the football guys are straight, as far as we know,” I told him, fibbing just a little to protect their privacy. “Sandy, who you’ll see in a minute is straight, but he will have sex with his boss and roommate, because he loves the guy. It’s funny, he’ll take a girl home, pound her out, make her scream with pleasure, wear her out, then he wants them out of his bed. He’s done with them. They might fuck half the night, but if they just want to sleep and stay over, he’ll get up and go to his boss’ bedroom, Devin, who’s our electrician. He’ll jump in bed with Devin, and usually have anal sex with him. I guess you might say he’s bi-sexual, but he does like pussy and boy ass. He’s kind of crazy, but one hell of a great guy. He’s a true friend also. He tends bar for us also, as does his boss, Devin. We met them when they did the electrical work on the bar here. Sandy put the whole sound and light systems together also. After the project was done, they didn’t have any more jobs available to them at the time, so we hired them to work here to keep them going. Great guys. Now that we’re building the dormitory and the office building, we use them as the electrical contractors to manage the subs they need on those two large projects. They couldn’t be happier or more grateful. Hell, they’re family to us now,” I told him.
“You seem to have a habit of helping others, when they help you,” Kyle said he noticed. I smiled.
“That’s what we’re all about. We want to be successful, and bring others along with our success to make them successful also. That’s really what we’re all about, Kyle. He looked at me with tears in his eyes.
“I swear you’re an angle come to save me too, Josh. I don’t want to be a burden to you. I believe in pulling my own weight for sure, but your kindness, thoughtfulness and generosity almost overwhelm me. Not only that, but you’re a fun guy to be around, and all your friends seem to be great guys also,” he told me. I gave him a quick hug.
“We’re not scaring you any with all of this gayness, are we?” I asked. He looked at me and smiled, shaking his head.
“This night has been the most enjoyable night I’ve had in years. Can’t say I’ve been exposed to anything like this before. I’ve never been in a gay bar before, but it’s mostly one night a week here. I’ve never been in public in just my underwear briefs or kissed someone in public before, so that’s all new. And, I’ve never seen guys dance around mostly naked, doing erotic things to one another on stage. That kind of blew me away. But so far, spending time with you guys, getting a sense of friendship and belonging, this has been the greatest night of my life so far, Josh. You and your friends are totally amazing. I couldn’t be more excited,” He replied. For that he got a longer hug, and another quick kiss on the lips, which he appeared to appreciate.
Great chapter, well summed by BC and HF. Can't wait to see what will happens in the last part of this three chapters long Saturday 
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with the most embarassing hangover thank to Gabe and maybe to Josh too (in case Rod doesn't remember what happened Josh will gladly update him 
