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Chapter 496 – Greer Gets Acquainted and Re-acquainted
Knowing no one was hurt or injured, and we had only suffered the loss of one disgruntled, unhappy, sourpuss, ex-roommate, disgruntled dancer, I headed back to the bar. I kept thinking to myself, this was no great loss. Other than the fact, Harvey seemed to be a perpetual asshole, I couldn’t figure out why he couldn’t at least try to get along with everyone. Sure, he was narcissistic, but even they didn’t like being disliked, most of them anyway. Why was Harvey determined to keep the world pissed at him, not a desirable reputation to have for relationships with others? He might be missing Tim, but now it seemed, the whole world was against him. How miserable could one make himself? I couldn’t believe him, but decided it wasn’t worth my time or effort to try to figure that one out.
Jake asked me what happened to Harvey when I got back from the dressing room, the rest of the guys waiting to hear my answer also. “He quit. He didn’t like the fact we had additional dancers, which he claimed cut down on his earnings, because the crowd only had so much money to spend, and the more dancers we had, the less they individually made. I told him if he would try to play to the crowd a little harder, he might make more money. He didn’t want to hear that. I guess he worked himself up to the point, he just walked out and quit. Wes told him to leave, as he was tired of hearing him complain constantly, as the others were also. Sandy even told him it was best he just leave. Wes was concerned that his and Leo’s act wouldn’t be good enough without Harvey. I told him, and I think the rest of you will agree, it was their hottest act yet, without the one holding them down,” I explained. The rest of the guys agreed. “Oh, and get this. Wes said they were going to have a vote of confidence for Harvey remaining captain of the Lacrosse team on Monday. He said Harvey probably doesn’t have one vote to remain captain. The rest of the guys are fed up with him also,” I informed them.
“It’s true, Josh,” Tim chimed in. “We are having a vote on Monday. That’s probably what has him all fired up, because he knows he’s an asshole, and the guys are fixing to take him out as captain. I wouldn’t be surprised if he doesn’t quit the team over this,” Tim added.
“I don’t think he can, and stay in the sports fraternity. That’s one of our conditions to join, is that we remain on a team or an individual sport to maintain our membership. He almost has to stay on the team. He doesn’t have to play, but he has to remain on the team and go to practice. That might be a little difficult for him, not being captain anymore. Who’s the co-captain, or do you have one?” I asked. Tim smiled.
“Uh, Wes is the co-captain, but he said he’d never be captain, as it would interfere with his being VP at the frat. We’d have to elect a new captain,” Tim replied.
“Anyone stand out you could put in there?” I asked. Tim said no one in particular. “What about you?” I asked. Tim got all embarrassed.
“Josh, I could never do that. Harvey would humiliate me, and ridicule me. We could never get anything done,” Tim replied.
“I don’t know, but before you oust him as captain, you’d better have a replacement in mind or the whole action of throwing him out is kind of silly. It will make the rest of the team look bad. You, Wes and Leo need to put your heads together,” I suggested. Tim looked off into space, but then we got busy again, and the subject was dropped.
“Politics involving the Lacrosse team?” Greer asked, listening to our discussion. “This Harvey guy must really be a nut case, if you refer to him as narcissistic,” Greer remarked. I smiled.
“Trust me. He’s a handful. Can’t say I’m going to miss him, but we have had some fun in the past. Tim was his roommate at the frat, and couldn’t wait to get away from him. Well, mostly anyway. I think, in a way, there was something that Tim actually liked about the guy. Harvey did have a nice body and a big cock, but that was all one might like about the boy, when you had to put up with his attitude. It wasn’t worth it,” I explained. Greer shook his head.
“Hey, those two wrestlers that performed, were fucking hot. I think I’d like to referee that match, and somehow end up between the two getting fucked by both of them,” Greer chided.
“I could probably arrange that if you wanted it,” I chided. Greer laughed, shaking his head, saying he supposed I could do just that.
The show finally ended, and the crowd started to die down some. We had the same stragglers as usual, hanging around until last call, but it really cleared out once the last show finished. The dancers straggled out, a few at a time, after getting cleaned up and leaving some hot male semen on some thongs or jock straps, those that wanted to. I was sure Sandy lined up a few side by side, and sprayed them all with one load, then dolled them out to whoever wanted them, had them sign their work, then Allen sell it. Sandy was a giver, when it came to helping out the guys. He didn’t mind tickling their asses with his cock either, anxious to show it off, extremely proud of what he had. Still, he reserved his services in that area, for just a select few, Trevor being one of them, and probably any of our close group of guys. He was such a good sport.
Kevin and Calvin got to meet Ross and Wally, excited having been able to meet them and talk to them. I introduced them to Greer also. They gave Greer the once over look, and gave me a thumbs up, making me chuckle. Leo took off for Allen and OBB, soon followed by Kevin and Calvin. I had to shake my head, wondering if Allen and OBB were entertaining all three of them tonight. It would definitely be something they’d certainly entertain the idea of, for sure. You just never knew with those two. Wes hung with us some, having a discussion with Tim. I was sure they were into Lacrosse politics, trying to figure out what to do with Harvey.
Caleb, Chase, Dave and Dustin finally emerged, thirsty for a beer. I drew them beers, then introduced them to Greer also. Greer told them he heard they had another championship team going, and was excited about their prospects for another national championship. They all told him, they believed it was possible, as so far, they looked awesome, if they didn’t say so themselves. I asked them how the trip was. They told me it was long. Most of them slept on the way home. I was dying to ask them about their sleeping arrangements, interested in knowing if Dave slept with them or with someone else, but didn’t want to ask in front of Dave, in case it was a sore subject or something.
Dylan walked by and reminded Dustin that he needed to spend the night here tonight. Dustin looked puzzled at first, then got this big grin on his face, remembering Dylan’s promise to tear up his ass. He started to chuckle. After they finished their beer, Chase, Caleb and Dave said they were heading out. They all gave Dustin a hug, telling him they had a great couple of days with him. He said he had a great time also, and would see them tomorrow at the house.
Before Dustin and Dylan disappeared upstairs, I introduced them to Greer. Greer enjoyed talking to both of them, and appeared to me to be eye fucking both. I had to smile, as he was almost too obvious. I told the guys he was staying over tonight, so he’d see them in the morning. They seemed to like that idea.
Tink came by to tell me he’d be at the house with Jeb and Eddie, as he called Edgar, spending the night with them. He was obviously going to get his ass torn up also. I hoped that might relieve some of his horniness and take the pressure off some of us, meaning Jake, Dylan and me. I was sure Jeb and Edgar would enjoy having him in bed with them, as they seemed to really like him. Jeb, Edgar and Tink, gave me a hug before they took off for the house.
No sooner than they left, Rod, Tyler and Lonnie emerged from the dressing room. I drew them all a beer, and introduced them to Greer, telling them Greer was one of the original partners, but retired for a better opportunity in Key West. They couldn’t believe he left the company. I told them it was a long story, and he needed the separation for a period of time, but we were luring him back, little by little. They asked him what lured him back. Greer said he missed Jake and me, as he was the one that did the legal work to form the CNB originally in the City, where it all started. He told them I introduced him to Stoney, which had him do Stoney’s legal work for him, eventually forming Stoney Enterprises, the company we had today. Blake was listening intently to Greer telling the story of how we all met. Rod told Greer, he created a monster corporation.
“No, actually, I just put it together. Josh, Jake and Stoney created it. Now Stoney’s gone and Josh, Jake and a few other principles, plus some great shareholders, are making it work and very profitable,” Greer informed them. Kyle said he was totally amazed at what all we were involved with. “Kyle, whatever you do, stick with these guys in some way, as I’m telling you, you can’t go wrong. They’ll make you a rich man someday. Even without the financial wealth, you couldn’t ask for greater friends and a family with these guys,” Greer told him. Kyle said he could definitely believe that.
“Damn, Josh, maybe we ought to invest in the company also,” Rod suggested. I chuckled.
“It’s possible, but I don’t think you could handle the shareholder initiation,” I told him.
“What do we have to do for that?” Rod asked, curiously, Lonnie and Tyler anxious to hear also. I smiled.
“It’s a secret ceremony, very meaningful to all of us, involving trust in your fellow brother, and sharing that trust with one another. I can’t tell you what all is involved, other than it’s extremely meaningful, one you’d remember and cherish for a lifetime,” I explained. They looked puzzled. “You have to be invited to join, plus you have to pledge to work for the company as your lifetime profession. If you leave, you only get back what you had invested initially, so, other than what you earned working for the company, you wouldn’t have any windfall stock gains. We’re working on a plan to let our shareholders realize, and cash in, some of the earnings over time, a percentage every so many years, but to realize the major gain, you should stay involved with the company for the maximum benefits,” I explained. “Greer helped set that up,” I reminded him. He smiled.
“I did, and I was one of the first ones to cash out, although I have to say, you let me keep some of my stock, but kind of froze the value. At least I wouldn’t have to reinvest anything, if I start working for you again, like we talked about,” Greer replied.
“Might be something we might want to seriously consider in the future, Josh,” Rod commented.
“Your fathers are going to have you get involved in their businesses once you graduate,” I reminded him.
“Let’s see, guys. Shall we work for our dads or work for Josh? Is that really a serious question? Of course, we’d rather work with, and for you, Josh. You haven’t met our dads. However, if we’re successful with this house flipping thing we’re working on, then we might want to start our own business, and align it with you all somehow. That way, we might maintain our heterosexuality a while longer, before you completely draft us to your team,” Rod chided, making even Greer laugh. Lonnie shook his head at Rod, as if he had lost his mind.
“Does that mean I can stop being your wingman. No sense me trying to get Mary Ann to fall in love with you, if you’re eventually going to join our team,” I chided. Rod looked shocked.
“Well, let’s try it the heterosexual way first, as you gay guys seem to have a knack for fixing up straight guys with girls. You have this unmistakable charm about you, that women can’t resist. I can’t explain it, but it’s definitely there,” Rod commented.
“He has the same knack with fixing up guys with other guys also,” Greer chimed in. “He knows who belongs with who. Take my word for that,” Greer explained. I just smiled.
“Where’d Tink run off to?” Tyler asked. “I swear he disappears more all the time. He has some honey stowed away someplace. Wish I knew what she looked like,” Tyler commented.
“Or what HE looks like?” Lonnie chided. Tyler told him to shut the fuck up, to quit talking about Tink that way, as he was sure it was starting to give Tink a complex. If they only knew, I thought. The complex was long gone. He was into being gay, full throttle.
They decided to take off. I told them they could come up to the apartment for a while, if they wanted to, but they said they’d head back. Lonnie said he was still trying to get laid tonight, but wasn’t sure if that had fallen through of not, thinking he needed to end it anyway, if I could get him fixed up with Em’s friend, Ginny. I told him, I’d work on it. He thanked me for that. The three of them got their coats, but before they took off, they wanted to know if we were coming over tomorrow afternoon to work on the house. I told them I’d see if I could put a small crew together and give them some assistance. Blake said he’d help, along with Jake. Kyle said he could possibly help also. Rod was happy to hear we had a few to help, saying it was a lot more fun when we were helping, as opposed to just the four of them, as they usually ended up arguing with one another as to the right way to do things. Then Rod asked again about tomorrow night at the house for dinner and beer. I told him they could come, but he had to wash my back after we got done working with drywall at his house. He giggled, saying that could be fun. I told him he might think so, then he got a worried look on his face.
“Josh, you never cease to amaze me, with all the friends you have, and the way you are with them. I take it those guys are straight?” Greer asked. I nodded yes. “Yet, you still have a great time with them, tease them about being straight, and even set them up with dates? Damn, you’ve branched out some. I have to admire that. They seem like great guys. They definitely like and respect you and your friends. That’s nice to have friends like that, who can accept you for the great person you are, and not judge you for who you sleep with. I have to admire them and you for making that work,” Greer said, admiringly. I smiled.
“Oh, we have a lot of fun with them. Trust me on that,” I assured him. He was sure we did.
We finally gave up and headed upstairs. Wes was still talking to Tim and Blake, who was listening in. Wes came up with us again, like he had last Saturday night. I think he really liked hanging out with us. Dale said he’d have a beer with us, but couldn’t stay long. Kyle said he needed to get dressed and head back tonight. I think he thought we needed to spend some time with Greer, and he didn’t want to interfere with Greer’s visit. Once upstairs, I told Greer he had to strip to his briefs, as that was the proper dress for the apartment when we were just chilling. He went into our bedroom and stripped to his boxers. He had boxers like Dylan. I told him Dylan would be most impressed. After Greer stripped to his boxers and walked back to the living room, Kyle got dressed. He gave me a big hug, telling me again, how wonderful it was having us as his friends and how much he was starting go care about us. I told him the feeling was mutual, and we’d have to work on a future for him with the company somehow. I told him, I definitely wanted him involved if he wanted to be. He said he couldn’t ask for a better career than with us for sure. He gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek. I gave him the same, telling him I’d miss him until tomorrow. He told me he’d miss us also. I patted his hot ass, making him turn around and smile at me. Damn, he looked hot. Kyle told everyone goodbye, and that he had a great time tonight. He’d see us tomorrow. Jake gave him a hug before he took off.
“Damn, this apartment is fantastic,” Greer stated, as I showed him the apartment, taking him on a small tour, just the two of us. “You created a great spot for you guys to live here. I could get used to living in a place like this,” Greer said, looking around. That is a chef’s kitchen even. You guys even cook, with a restaurant downstairs?” he asked. I told him we did small stuff, made sandwiches and things. I told him about the house we bought and how nice that was, and the improvements we were making to it also. I told him it might turn into a Pink Flamingo in the summer time. He got a kick out of that. “Who’d have thought Stoney would have bought a clothes optional resort in Key West? He never ceased to surprise us even on his deathbed. He was one crazy, amazing, but so loveable man,” Greer said, getting a little emotional. “Gotta give him credit, he gave us the opportunity of a lifetime for sure. I’d still be plugging away at that damn legal firm in the City, had it not been for you introducing me to him, and kind of fostering that relationship. Stoney did need a lot of help, putting his companies together, and getting them organized. Took me awhile to get his stuff together. I was good for him, and he certainly was good for me. We had quite a time together, the two of us. Damn, we used to fuck all over the house, the swimming pool, the steam room, sauna, you name it. When our dicks would wear out, we’d have Sven fuck our asses. Damn, we had fun together. Then he left us, Josh. He took off and left us all. When we finally were able to reunite with him, it was too late. I hated him for that, for me finally getting him back, then he went and died on us. That wasn’t right, not right all,” Greer said, with tears in his eyes, getting very emotional now. I hugged him tightly, telling him to get it out, get it all out. “I loved him so much. We were perfect for one another. Yeh, we weren’t monogamous, but we only played with those we cared about, like you and Jake, and then, there was always Sven, the human dick. He had little emotion, although Stoney and I could get him to laugh some at times. He loved to fuck, and he had the perfect dick for it also. Damn, that dick felt great. I do have to stop by the PF from time to time to get a massage and a happy ending, only that ending is up my ass, as Sven is one of the best at taking care of a guy’s needy ass. He does know how to use his cock. Stoney said he did, and he had to keep him if for nothing else for his dick. Stoney used to joke about that when we’d get to drinking. He was great to Sven though. Sven has the perfect life now. He did with Stoney and me, and now at the PF. He couldn’t be happier. I think he diddles the help at times also. They consider it a bonus, having the big ole cock of his up their tight skinny little asses,” Greer remarked. “He was the best, bar none.”
“So, he’s gotten over the loss of Stoney okay?” I asked. Greer smiled, as I hung up his dress shirt and dress slacks in my closet.
“I guess. I never saw him get too emotional about losing Stoney. He wasn’t there at the end. He just knew he was gone. That was it. I told him I, or the company, would always make sure he was gainfully employed and taken care of. He couldn’t be happier doing what he’s doing, Josh. He loves his job, and he’s damn good at it also. No, he’s moved on. I just get a little emotional from time to time, especially spending time with someone like you and Jake, that knew and loved Stoney like I did. Damn, he was one of a kind. I do miss him. I miss him a lot. Sometimes, I’ll be a little pensive and emotional, and just need a little space for it to pass. Samuel doesn’t understand that, and gives me shit about it. There are times, I have to admit, I’d just love to bitch slap some sense into Samuel, but I mostly just ignore him, when he gets like that. This week has been good for me, Josh. It’s been great to feel like I’m relevant again to someone. Down there on the island, there are times I just don’t feel relevant anymore. You know what I’m saying. What I do, doesn’t seem important to anyone, although it is. You guys are doing some great things together out there on the big boys’ playground, and I’m playing in the kiddie sandbox. Sometimes I just want to get out there and play with you big boys,” Greer commented. I hugged him again.
“You can play with us on the big playground anytime you want. There are still things we can learn from you, and you can help us with, Greer. You mean a lot to Jake and me. Nate respects you, and I know Jordan does also. You’re the reason Jordan is where he is. He was lost for a bit after you left us. He was a little frantic at first. Then we found Nate, who ended up being a tremendous help. I was afraid we were going to lose him, as he didn’t have anyone to love here in town. We were able to pull some strings, and get his childhood sweetheart here from med school in Chicago, to do his internship here at Uni Med Center. Both of them are happy now, and we’re happy to have them with us. But Greer is still Greer, the one that put it altogether. They have a lot of respect for what you did and when you did it, Greer. Both of them look up to you. You are very relevant in all our minds. They were the ones that asked me if I could possibly talk you into at least working part time for us, doing special projects, like the one you just finished in Chicago. We don’t have the time or manpower for that, as small as we are right now,” I explained.
“You’re definitely right about that, Josh. You need sone people. This thing is growing exponentially, and if you don’t shore it up with manpower, it’s going to overwhelm you, making you have to spend big dollars for expensive outside services and consultants. We can do this, but we need people. You’re particularly vulnerable in the human resources area. There’s a lot of work that needs to be done there,” Greer informed me.
“We’ll be fully staffing that at the end of this semester. I have already found guys to staff HR, They’ll be graduating this spring. Ken, and his department are currently handling HR. I know he struggles with it, because of lack of manpower. We’re using a consulting company for part of what we’re currently doing, but we’ll soon have it all inhouse. It’s coming together, just not as fast as we’re growing. Hell, the aviation department has doubled in business since we assumed it. Those guys are really expanding and quickly. If we’re not careful, we’re going to end up with Stoney Airlines, connecting cities nationwide, as fast as Tom and James are growing the business.” Greer said he couldn’t believe the growth. He was amazed at what the aviation department was doing, also the profitability of it. That, coupled with all our other entities ,were exceeding all expectations in profitability. Greer said I needed to give all the employees a bonus, or pay out a lot in taxes. I had to think about that. He said Jordan would talk to me about it.
“Hey, you putting on a little weight here and there?” I teased.
“What, you making fun of my man boobs and small spare tire here, plus my jiggly butt cheeks?” Greer chided, making me laugh. I pinched one of his jiggly butt cheeks. It was kind of spongy, unlike the hard ones I was used to feeling.
“Just so you don’t get that ‘Dicky Doo’ disease,” I warned him. He gave me a weird look, asking me what that was. “That’s when your belly sticks out farther than your dicky do,” I joked. He shook his head at me, telling me I was terrible. I had to grab him and hug him. “You know we’ll love you in whatever package you come in. Your dick and ass will always be the same, Greer, as well as your heart. Greer sighed.
“How did I ever get along without you, Josh. I never should have left, but that’s water under the bridge. It was something I felt like I had to do at the time. You can’t look back. You can only look forward,” Greer told me, as I hugged him.
“We’ll always love you, no matter what. You’re part of us, and always will be regardless,” I assured him. He told me he loved me and for good reasons. “We better get back out there before everyone thinks we’re having sex in here,” I teased.
“And what if we did?” Greer joked. I laughed.
“Oh, we will, but just a little later. Your ass isn’t getting out of here without a visit from Jake’s dick and my dick. That’s a given. We’re sending you back to Florida with a smile on your face,” I promised. He laughed, but said he was hoping for that.
All the guys were having a beer. I grabbed a couple for Greer and me. “Damn, Greer, just as hot as I remembered you,” Jake told him.
“That’s not what your significant other just told me. He said something about a ‘Dicky Doo’ disease. I don’t think it was very complimentary,” Greer remarked. I thought Jake was going to crack up. We had to explain it to Blake, Tim, Wes and Dale. They weren’t familiar with that disease, until we told them what it was. All of them said they wanted to avoid that at all costs. I reminded them that rigorous exercising was a good way to avoid it.
“So, did you guys figure out what you’re going to do with Harvey?” I asked Tim and Wes. They shook their heads.
“Don’t know yet. We think we need to talk to the rest of the team members, but one thing’s for sure, none of us are happy with his leadership anymore. The guy is bitter, just a bitter person. Don’t know what his problem is, but he can’t seem to be nice to anyone, and the team is tired of it. We’ll talk to our coach on Monday, then have a team meeting. We don’t really want to kick him off the team, as he’s a decent player, and he’d probably have to leave the frat also. He’s just not night for leadership anymore,” Tim explained, looking to Wes.
“I’ve tried to talk to him, but he doesn’t pay any attention. He doesn’t think we’d dare to replace him with a new captain,” Wes added.
“Josh, Wes said he wouldn’t be captain under any circumstances, as that would really crush Harvey. Still, what does it matter? You need to tell him he needs to do it, not for himself, but for the rest of us on the team,” Tim explained. Wes shook his head he wouldn’t do it.
“Wes, if duty calls, you might have to step up. Why are we always concerned about upsetting Harvey? Harvey isn’t the least bit concerned about upsetting any of us, or fucking us over. He could care less, but you guys always seem to tiptoe around him when you should be telling him to get lost,” I told them. They didn’t seem to have a ready answer.
“You’re right, Josh. I guess we’re just better people than him, and don’t like to give someone a hard time, unless forced to do so,” Wes replied. Tim agreed.
“You can’t let the team suffer. Keep your eyes on the goal, guys. What, and who, will it take, to pull the team together, and make it as winning and effective as it can be? That’s what you need to focus on. Leave personalities out of it. That was one thing Harvey was good at. He didn’t care what anyone else thought, just what he thought. Granted, he went overboard, and never listened to anyone but his own ego, but he gave directives and people followed. Who’s the best one on the team to do that now, in the absence of Harvey? That’s the question you and your teammates need to be asking themselves?” I explained. Tim and Wes thought hard about it.
“There’s only one guy that can do it and do it well, and that’s Wes, Josh. You have to talk him into it,” Tim replied, looking to Wes to accept the responsibility. Wes shook his head.
“If I do that, Tim, it’s like we set out on a mission to destroy Harvey, which we had no intention of doing. I knocked him out of the VP spot at the frat, now I take his title as captain of the Lacrosse team away from him too? I just think it’s too much. I don’t want to destroy him. I just want us to get along and have a great unified team. You know he won’t be worth a shit if he loses the vote to be captain. He’ll probably quit, rather than suffer the embarrassment of being removed,” Wes replied. Then they looked to me again. I shrugged my shoulders.
“Keep your eye on what’s best for the overall team, and always strive to reach that goal. The rest will fall into place. Harvey made his own bed, and will have to lie in it. Maybe I need to take him to see Dr. Wayne, and see if he has a sure fire cure for narcissism,” I chided.
“Not a bad idea, actually,” Wes replied. “Something is wrong with the guy. He wasn’t always like this. Maybe he has a brain tumor like your Dawson did,” Wes remarked. I chuckled, and shook my head. I told him that couldn’t happen to two people we knew in a year’s time, but Harvey was certainly not what we’d deem normal.
Wes said he should probably go back to the frat. Dale said he had to go too, as he needed to get some sleep to be sharp for their charter tomorrow. I asked Dale where they were headed tomorrow. He said they had to take some professors to a conference in Columbus and were taking the King Air. They were dropping them off, then deadheading back. Dale said he’d get to fly left seat on the way back. I, again, told him how proud I was of him. He just smiled. I went with him to get his clothes in our bedroom. Before he got dressed, he hugged me, wrapping his arms around my mostly naked body.
“You do need to spend the night sometime. I’m getting anxious to know you so much better,” I chided. He gave me a kiss on the lips.
“That goes both ways, Josh. I feel a tremendous need to know you better also, and Jake. You guys are more than family to me. I can’t love you guys enough. You have made my life so wonderful with your kindness. I can teach you to fly, but you have to teach me to love, not with my heart, as that pounds for you already, but with my body. I’ve never had sex before, Josh. I don’t know exactly what to do, but I want you to teach me, more than anything else in this world, except for my certifications. Will you teach me what you know?” he asked me, as he held me tight. I ran my hands down his bare back and over his ass. He sighed. I could feel the stiffness of his cock up against mine.
“I’ll teach you anything you want to know, Dale. I can’t wait to teach you, although I’m sure you’ll know what to do, when the time comes. I can feel it already,” I said, as I reached between us and felt his boner pressed up against mine. He made me hard at the thought and feel of his. He smiled at me, then felt my stiffness. He sighed.
“Seems we have a lot in common down there,” he chided. I kissed him again, then kissed him a little more passionately. He responded in kind. We didn’t want to let one another go, but I knew he had to leave. I helped him pull on his sweatshirt and then he grabbed for his jeans.
“Can I have a peek, before you cover this magnificent piece of male prowess up?” I teased. He stood still, with his arms at this side, wondering what I was going to do. I pulled out the waistband of his briefs to see his beautiful dirty blonde pubes, and thick cock of his, confined by the material. I sent my hand down the front of his underwear, and fondled his nice sized balls, then gently ran my fingers up and around his shaft, taking his breath away. Then I stopped, grabbed him and kissed him somewhat passionately again. “Oh, Dale, you are really going to have a great time, once you’re able to sleep over. I can’t wait,” I told him. He smiled, saying he was anxious for it to happen also. I noticed a wet spot on the front of his briefs, where his piss slit would be. He was leaking precum with just my minimal attention to his penis. I smelled the hand I felt him with, telling him I could never wash my hand, as he had his man scent on it now. Dale told me I was crazy, then leaned in and kissed me again. I told him he better leave quickly, before I ripped his clothes off him, then had my way with him. He laughed, saying he couldn’t wait for that to happen. Damn, I loved this boy more and more all the time.
Wes was waiting for Dale, when we got back out to the living room. Dale said he’d give Wes a ride to the frat, since it was so cold out. Wes said he appreciated that. We hugged them both, telling them we’d see them soon. Wes said he might help us at Rod’s tomorrow, if he didn’t have too much studying to do. I told him he was always welcome to join us for anything, especially for dinner tomorrow night at the house. He smiled, saying that alone was worth working at Rod’s. I patted his ass when he left, making him giggle.
Those two are really great guys. You guys have so many great friends,” Greer said, talking about Wes and Dale. I can’t believe Blake, telling me he actually quit OSU and transferred to Uni with just a couple of days’ notice. Good grief. Who does that?” Greer asked in amazement.
“Someone that wants to pursue a dream, Greer. Lucky for us, he transferred and became a part of our team and family. We’re fortunate it happened,” I told Greer. Blake said he was blessed with having all of us as his family now. Tim agreed, putting his arm around Blake’s shoulders. Blake smiled at Tim.
Tim and Blake said they were calling it a night, telling us all goodnight. We all got hugs from both of them, then they headed to their room. “Come on, Greer. Jake and I are treating you to the shower of a lifetime, before we treat you to the hottest sex you’ve ever experienced,” I chided, raising my eyebrows. He almost looked concerned, but I could tell he was excited.
We stripped naked, Greer acting a little shy, not quite what I remembered from the last time I pounded out his ass on his law office conference room table in Key West. I told him he was such a prude. He laughed, then quit hiding his boner, letting it stick out in front of him. “See, I have a long way to go, before the terrible disease you described to me,” he joked. I told him he certainly did, as his cock looked good enough to eat. Greer sighed.
Jake and I spent a good hour and a half wearing Greer out sexually, giving him multiple orgasms, until he swore his balls actually hurt. He was having dry orgasms, and he couldn’t go on, no matter how much he wanted to. I teased him, that he was becoming an old man already. He reminded me there were two of us and only one of him. I told him that was fair. We finally fell asleep, Greer between us.
I thought Greer was going to have a heart attack the next morning, when we were suddenly awakened by Gabe yelling, ‘DONUTS AND COFFEE’S READY!’. “What the fuck was that, or who the fuck was that?” Greer sat straight up in bed, asking, clutching his chest. Jake and I chuckled.
“That’s Gabe. He shows up Saturday and Sunday mornings with donuts, and makes the coffee for us. He works in our kitchen also. You’ll like him. He has a big ole cock, just like Sven,” I chided. Greer shook his head, trying to wake himself up, yawning.
“Come on, big fella. Time to get all the cum off you before we send you back to Samuel. Don’t want to show up back at your place with our DNA all over you,” I chided. He thought that might be a good idea, considering the amount of male semen we produced, having fun with one another last night. We got up, then headed naked to the showers. Dylan and Dustin came in looking worn out. Dylan gave me a hug and a quick kiss, with his morning wood prodding me, as he did. Dustin did the same.
“Damn, Greer, you’ve got some nice equipment there, buddy. You need to stay longer next time, and we’ll get better acquainted,” Dylan told Greer, as Greer marveled at Dylan’s nice hard cock and his foreskin. Dustin patted Greer on his ass, telling him he had a nice cock and a nice ass, telling Greer he hoped Jake and I treated him right last night. Greer said more than he could have ever dreamed. Dylan and Dustin both laughed, saying we should have, or they’d have to take over. Greer looked at their stunning naked bodies with boners sticking out in front of them, then looked at me.
“You get to see and play with this every day?” he asked. Jake and I just smiled.
“Hey, there are four more where those two came from,” I chided. Greer shook his head in disbelief
“Maybe I do need to move back here and help out. I have to say the scenery is something to behold,” Greer replied, shaking his head.
We gave Greer the ultimate sensuous shower, Dylan and Dustin joining in to help make sure we got everything cleaned, and I mean everything. It’s a wonder they didn’t give Greer an orgasm, the way they washed him. Jake and I just kind of let them explore Greer’s body and him theirs. I swear the boy was lost in a different world, before those two were done with him. After the sensuous wash, Greer got a sensuous toweling off. Dylan had to pry Greer’s ass cheeks apart to make sure he dried Greer’s asshole, nice and dry. I swear he almost made Greer cum again with that move. Had we not drained his balls the night before, Dustin and Dylan would have a couple of times in the shower this morning for sure. Greer said he thought he died and went to Heaven. Jake and I had to laugh.
Tim, Blake, Zach and Brady were all sitting at the kitchen island having coffee and eating donuts. Gabe was pouring us coffee. I introduced Greer to Gabe, explaining that Greer was one of the original senior partners in our company. Then I reminded Greer that Gabe had a big cock. Gabe gladly pulled down his briefs to let it hang out for Greer to see. Gabe was never shy when it came to showing off his big dick. “They refer to a dick like this as a ten-pounder. Want to feel how heavy it is?” Gabe asked, anxious for Greer to pick it up and feel it’s girth and weight. Greer obliged.
“Damn, now that is one hell of a nice cock,” Greer said, as he examined it in front of all of us. Gabe just smiled proudly. Andy and Trevor came through the door before Gabe could put his cock away.
“You showing off that big cock of yours again, Gabe?” Trevor asked. Gabe smiled. “Here, let me feel that again,” Trevor said, as he picked up Gabe’s cock in his hand. “Damn nice cock, Gabe. Damn nice. Need to feel that in my ass again sometime soon, if I could ever get my cock out of Les and Brandon’s ass, long enough to get our asses taken care of,” Trevor chided, as he took off his jeans and sweatshirt, getting down to his briefs, along with Andy. Andy gave Greer a hug, telling him it had been a long time since he’d seen him. Greer said it had been too long, as Andy was always one of his favorites, remembering our first days at the CNB1 in the City, when we first put it together. Andy said he remembered those days all too well and the fun we all used to have on those weekend trips. Greer laughed, thinking about those early days. Trevor said we hadn’t discovered him yet at that time.
“Trevor, you discovered us, it wasn’t the other way around. You and your girlfriend, Betty, stalked us in psychology class, remember?” I asked.
“I don’t know if I remember it exactly that way, but some of it sounds familiar,” he replied, in his crazy style. Greer got a kick out of him. I reminded him he was straight back then, but was begging us to make him gay. He just smiled, looking a little embarrassed. Gabe told him to bring his ass over to him, and he’d put his big dick up it to help him remember what fun it was converting. We all got a kick out of that.
It wasn’t long until Greer had to get dressed to go catch the shuttle to the Regional airport. Jake and I got dressed also, then took him to catch the shuttle. We hugged and kissed him goodbye. He thanked us again for the fantastic night in Heaven we gave him, saying he’d never forget how much he loved both of us and how wonderful it was to be part of our overall family. He had tears in his eyes when he finally had to leave us to board the small shuttle bus. We told him to keep in touch, now that he had company email, or he could call anytime. Finally, the bus took off and Greer was gone out of our lives once again. He knew we’d be at the Pink Flamingo for Spring Break, which wasn’t that far off. He was excited he’d see us again soon.
Back at the apartment, I asked Dylan and Dustin if they had a nice night together. “OMG, guys, Dylan did exactly what he said he was going to do. I might have to rethink moving into the house now, other than the fact, I will be over here most evenings anyway, just not sleeping here,” Dustin replied. Dylan had a Cheshire cat smile on his face, making me think he really did do a number on Dustin’s ass.
“Dustin about wore my dick out last night. Don’t think I have a drop of cum left in my balls to squeeze out another orgasm,” Dylan commented. Jake and I smiled, as did Tim and Blake.
“I think we ate each other’s asses out until they were almost raw. I didn’t know you could make them that raw, eating ass like we did last night. We were like one ball of male, our tongues stuck in each other’s asses at the same time. Damn, that was hot,” Dustin said, excitedly.
“You guys should have been doing this all along,” I remarked. They both looked at one another and chuckled.
“We have off and on, but with my early schedule, we didn’t have that many opportunities, except on the weekends, and then Dustin was over at the house, once the guys moved in there,” Dylan reminded us.
“Don’t worry, roomy, I’ll be over here a lot, and now that we both know what we can do to each other, I think we need to be doing a whole lot more of it,” Dustin stated.
“Caleb and Chase will wear you out, to the point you won’t want my dick anymore,” Dylan replied. Dustin went over and kissed Dylan, passionately, very passionately, to the point we thought we were going to have to throw cold water on them to break them apart. “Maybe they won’t wear you out. Maybe I’ll have to,” Dylan chided, after they finished their sizzling hot kiss, giving each other boners in the process.
“Hey, I never got a chance to ask you the sleeping arrangements on your basketball trip. Did Dave get to spend the night with you guys, and did anything happen?” I asked, curiously. Dustin sighed.
“No, we offered to let him stay in our room, but he said he had an assigned room with someone else, and he should probably hang with them, even though he’d rather stay with us. We patted his ass goodnight, when we went to our room, making him smile, though. I get the feeling he has interest in doing something with us, but he’s hesitant for some reason. He loves being with us, and doesn’t mind our sexual teasing. He’s extremely open minded, if he’s not interested in having sex with us. Who knows? Maybe he’s not ready yet. One of these days, maybe,” Dustin replied. “Didn’t stop us from having fun, though. We burnt up the sheets at that hotel,” Dustin assured us.
Zach, Brady, Andy and Trevor, along with Gabe, had left for the afternoon get together at the house. We grabbed us a quick sandwich, then got dressed to go to Rod’s to see what kind of damage we could do this afternoon. Blake, Dylan Jake and I were going to go work at Rod’s. Tim said he had a report to work on, so he was staying, but would be over at the house this evening. We all kissed him goodbye, telling him not to work too hard. He laughed, saying he’d rather put up sheetrock or knock down walls. I gently squeezed his chippies as I kissed him goodbye, making him laugh, but telling me that felt good. I told him not to be jacking off to Dylan’s gay porn sites while we were gone. He really laughed at that. We picked up a case of beer to take with us, then headed out to Rod’s, again taking two vehicles, so we had transportation for all back to the apartment to shower and then to the house. We were starting to nail down the routine.
Rod, Tyler and Lonnie were there already working on drywall, trying to cut and secure more sheets. That pile still looked large to me, but we were making some progress.
“You guys know where Tink is?” Tyler asked us. We gave him somewhat of a puzzled look.
“Isn’t he here with you guys?” I asked, somewhat confused, thinking surely he wasn’t crazy enough, not to come back to help work.
“We thought he might have spent the night with you guys, getting some anal attention he seems to be interested in for a reason,” Lonnie replied. I shook my head chuckling, as if he made a joke.
“Wasn’t with us, but if you say he’s interested, then maybe we might need to borrow him to find out,” I joked. Lonnie shook his head in disbelief. “Call him, and tell him to get his dick out of that girl’s pussy, and get his ass back over here to help,” I suggested, hoping to dispel the gay remark Lonnie made. Tyler told his phone to call Tink, leaving it on speaker.
“What the fuck do you want?” Tink answered, his phone obviously on speaker, as I recognized laughing in the background, thinking it was Jeb and Edgar, but remaining mum.
“Hey, you’re supposed to be here helping us with the drywall. Josh and his crew are here. Where the hell are you?” Tyler asked him.
“Quiet, guys, my brother’s on the phone,” we heard Tink say, shushing someone.
“So, who are the guys you’re telling to be quiet?” Tyler asked, somewhat critically. There were crickets on the other end. Then the silence was broken.
“Oh, this girl I’m seeing has a couple of younger brothers. They like to torment me when I sleep over. I have to settle them down. I’ll be there in a few. I’m coming. Bye, sweetheart. My bros need me to come work with them. Keep those titties nice and perky for me until next time,” we heard Tink say. I knew damn well, he was so full of shit. I could only imagine what Jeb and Edgar were thinking, muffling their laughing so Tyler wouldn’t hear them. “Okay, I’m on my way. Had to kiss the little lady goodbye, then let her feel my dick one more time,” he said, then told us he’d be there shortly. He hung up before Tyler had a chance to ask him any more questions.
“Does that sound like he was with some girl or with some guys?” Tyler asked all of us. We all shrugged our shoulders. I swear Rod smiled, thinking to himself that Tink was hiding something. He probably wasn’t sure what, but he knew it was something. Tyler was shaking his head in disbelief.
“I think we all need to come to the realization, that our little Tink is gay, playing on Josh’s team,” Lonnie commented. I rolled my eyes at him.
“Like I said, he wasn’t with us last night for sure. He left the bar before you guys did, remember? You were looking for him then. He wasn’t in the apartment with us. We haven’t seen him since you guys did. He might have one cute little women hiding out somewhere to keep her away from you vultures, who’d swoop in and steal her from him. You know how Lonnie likes to impress women he isn’t dating. Ask Mary Ann about that,” I suggested. Lonnie gave us an innocent look. Tyler and Rod gave him a devious look.
“Good point, Josh. I guess we’ll find out one way or another, sooner or later, and who the fuck cares anyway. I mean we’ve been treating him as gay most of his life. After gaining you guys as friends, if he happened to be gay, it wouldn’t bother me at all. You sure couldn’t ask for better friends than you guys, that’s for sure,” Rod remarked.
“Ah, it might still be a little weird. Don’t know how he’d explain that to Mom and Dad. Can’t say I’d want to be there when he had to explain that one,” Tyler said.
“That’s just wrong,” Lonnie remarked. “I know we accuse him of being fruity, but to actually be gay? I’d have to think about that one,” Lonnie added. I told them all, we’d love him even if they didn’t.
“Oh, we’d still love him, guys, but we might look at him differently afterwards,” Rod teased.
“We don’t even need to be saying anything like this anyway. Tink’s quirky. He’s just quirky. He always has been, and always will be. He’s our bro and we love him for it,” Tyler commented, wanting to drop the subject of his brother possibly being gay. I was sure he wished he never brought it up, especially in front of us.
Kyle soon arrived, with Wes getting to us right behind him. I asked him if he’d seen Harvey today or last night, when he went back to the frat. Wes said he knocked on his door to see if he was okay, but he didn’t appear to be there, or wasn’t interested in talking if he was. He said he did the same this morning, but again, Harvey didn’t appear to be in his room.
I asked Kyle if he had any excitement last night. He said all was quiet, with Iggy standing guard. I told him he had to love Iggy. Kyle said Iggy was his best friend ever. They were soulmates. I could only imagine. The love of a dog is pure and never altering. They were both blessed to have one another.
We got busy working. Tink finally showed up about a half hour later. Tyler gave him hell for not coming back earlier, pressing him to tell us where he was. “Hey, I have a good thing going, and you guys aren’t part of it. I’m not saying, as I don’t want you guys screwing it up for me,” Tink told us all. I had to smile.
“So, what is this ‘good thing’, bro? I hope you’re fucking some girl. Sounded like guys on the phone when I called you. Don’t want to be thinking you’re fucking some guys,” Tyler told him. Tink shook his head, smiling at Tyler.
“Tyler, you can be an ass sometimes. Just because you aren’t getting any lately, which is your own damn fault, doesn’t mean I can’t. I told you all I’m going to tell you, as I don’t want you guys horning in on what I got going. I don’t need you guys flashing your big cocks trying interfere with my good thing. Just find your own stuff, and leave me the hell alone. I already told you what was going on. I’m happy with what I have going, so leave me alone,” Tink told him, rather adamantly, then ran upstairs to change into his work clothes. Tyler shook his head.
Kyle put the stilts back on. I helped him up in them, catching him at times, enjoying holding him in my arms, and clutching his ass from time to time. “Josh, you’re good at helping me get started,” Kyle told me. I smiled up at him.
“I’m good at helping you finish also,” I told him, smiling. He shook his head at me.
“Guess we’ll just have to find that out sometime,” he chided, making me smile and wink at him.
We hadn’t been at it all that long, when Mary Ann, Cindy and Sue showed up, unannounced. We all were kind of shocked to see them. Lonnie pretended he was sweating too much, and took his shirt off, if for nothing else than to show off his naked chest, for Ginny, I assumed. Ginny looked impressed.
“You guys have got quite a bit done already. Opening up a couple of walls really gives this house an open concept feel,” Em told us. Ginny was busy oogling Lonnie’s chest, and trying to see his bulge in his athletic shorts. I knew he wasn’t wearing any underwear, hoping nothing fell out of his pants leg, until Ginny was ready for that to happen. We didn’t want Em freaking out again. Sue was cozying up to Tyler, who was more than infatuated with her. Tyer had been mudding the drywall screw divots on the walls. Sue told him he was doing a good job, then wanted to know if she could do a few. Tyler gave her the 3” putty knife, then put his hand over hers to show her the proper way to mud the holes, like he knew what he was doing, but didn’t. She loved the closeness and Tyler’s help. I was sure her pussy was wet, just thinking about Tyler holding onto her. Ginny, on the other hand, told Lonnie, he was all sweaty, and a sweaty guy looked so sexy. She ran her hand over his wet, sweaty chest, then smelled her hand. “Lonnie, you’re really sweating. This must be such hard work. Look at the muscles you have doing this kind of work. You’re all man. I love muscled, sweaty guys. They’re the hottest,” Ginny said, licking her lips. I swear Lonnie popped a boner right then and there. He had to grab a small piece of drywall scrap, as if he was going to throw it away, but not yet, as he held it in front of him to cover up his obvious erection. I shook my head. Straight guys are crazy, I thought to myself. Tink looked disgusted. Rod looked like he needed to get in the game somehow, but wasn’t sure how. Rod looked to me, as if to ask for advice. I finally spoke up.
“Ladies, you should come over more often to check on the progress going on here. You never know, these guys might screw something up if you don’t check on them. I’m sure they’d love to have you critique their work to make sure it’s to plan,” I told the ladies.
“Are you going to be here too?” Em asked. I smiled.
“Sometimes, but not always. They’re all big boys, and can handle you critiquing,” I assured them.
“Well, we might need a chaperone if we come over here,” Em replied.
“I think the guys will behave, Em. Don’ think you gals have anything to worry about,” I assured her.
“It’s not them, I’m worried about. It’s my BFF’s I’m concerned about. There were big smiles from everyone with that statement, except for Tink, Kyle and Wes.
Knowing no one was hurt or injured, and we had only suffered the loss of one disgruntled, unhappy, sourpuss, ex-roommate, disgruntled dancer, I headed back to the bar. I kept thinking to myself, this was no great loss. Other than the fact, Harvey seemed to be a perpetual asshole, I couldn’t figure out why he couldn’t at least try to get along with everyone. Sure, he was narcissistic, but even they didn’t like being disliked, most of them anyway. Why was Harvey determined to keep the world pissed at him, not a desirable reputation to have for relationships with others? He might be missing Tim, but now it seemed, the whole world was against him. How miserable could one make himself? I couldn’t believe him, but decided it wasn’t worth my time or effort to try to figure that one out.
Jake asked me what happened to Harvey when I got back from the dressing room, the rest of the guys waiting to hear my answer also. “He quit. He didn’t like the fact we had additional dancers, which he claimed cut down on his earnings, because the crowd only had so much money to spend, and the more dancers we had, the less they individually made. I told him if he would try to play to the crowd a little harder, he might make more money. He didn’t want to hear that. I guess he worked himself up to the point, he just walked out and quit. Wes told him to leave, as he was tired of hearing him complain constantly, as the others were also. Sandy even told him it was best he just leave. Wes was concerned that his and Leo’s act wouldn’t be good enough without Harvey. I told him, and I think the rest of you will agree, it was their hottest act yet, without the one holding them down,” I explained. The rest of the guys agreed. “Oh, and get this. Wes said they were going to have a vote of confidence for Harvey remaining captain of the Lacrosse team on Monday. He said Harvey probably doesn’t have one vote to remain captain. The rest of the guys are fed up with him also,” I informed them.
“It’s true, Josh,” Tim chimed in. “We are having a vote on Monday. That’s probably what has him all fired up, because he knows he’s an asshole, and the guys are fixing to take him out as captain. I wouldn’t be surprised if he doesn’t quit the team over this,” Tim added.
“I don’t think he can, and stay in the sports fraternity. That’s one of our conditions to join, is that we remain on a team or an individual sport to maintain our membership. He almost has to stay on the team. He doesn’t have to play, but he has to remain on the team and go to practice. That might be a little difficult for him, not being captain anymore. Who’s the co-captain, or do you have one?” I asked. Tim smiled.
“Uh, Wes is the co-captain, but he said he’d never be captain, as it would interfere with his being VP at the frat. We’d have to elect a new captain,” Tim replied.
“Anyone stand out you could put in there?” I asked. Tim said no one in particular. “What about you?” I asked. Tim got all embarrassed.
“Josh, I could never do that. Harvey would humiliate me, and ridicule me. We could never get anything done,” Tim replied.
“I don’t know, but before you oust him as captain, you’d better have a replacement in mind or the whole action of throwing him out is kind of silly. It will make the rest of the team look bad. You, Wes and Leo need to put your heads together,” I suggested. Tim looked off into space, but then we got busy again, and the subject was dropped.
“Politics involving the Lacrosse team?” Greer asked, listening to our discussion. “This Harvey guy must really be a nut case, if you refer to him as narcissistic,” Greer remarked. I smiled.
“Trust me. He’s a handful. Can’t say I’m going to miss him, but we have had some fun in the past. Tim was his roommate at the frat, and couldn’t wait to get away from him. Well, mostly anyway. I think, in a way, there was something that Tim actually liked about the guy. Harvey did have a nice body and a big cock, but that was all one might like about the boy, when you had to put up with his attitude. It wasn’t worth it,” I explained. Greer shook his head.
“Hey, those two wrestlers that performed, were fucking hot. I think I’d like to referee that match, and somehow end up between the two getting fucked by both of them,” Greer chided.
“I could probably arrange that if you wanted it,” I chided. Greer laughed, shaking his head, saying he supposed I could do just that.
The show finally ended, and the crowd started to die down some. We had the same stragglers as usual, hanging around until last call, but it really cleared out once the last show finished. The dancers straggled out, a few at a time, after getting cleaned up and leaving some hot male semen on some thongs or jock straps, those that wanted to. I was sure Sandy lined up a few side by side, and sprayed them all with one load, then dolled them out to whoever wanted them, had them sign their work, then Allen sell it. Sandy was a giver, when it came to helping out the guys. He didn’t mind tickling their asses with his cock either, anxious to show it off, extremely proud of what he had. Still, he reserved his services in that area, for just a select few, Trevor being one of them, and probably any of our close group of guys. He was such a good sport.
Kevin and Calvin got to meet Ross and Wally, excited having been able to meet them and talk to them. I introduced them to Greer also. They gave Greer the once over look, and gave me a thumbs up, making me chuckle. Leo took off for Allen and OBB, soon followed by Kevin and Calvin. I had to shake my head, wondering if Allen and OBB were entertaining all three of them tonight. It would definitely be something they’d certainly entertain the idea of, for sure. You just never knew with those two. Wes hung with us some, having a discussion with Tim. I was sure they were into Lacrosse politics, trying to figure out what to do with Harvey.
Caleb, Chase, Dave and Dustin finally emerged, thirsty for a beer. I drew them beers, then introduced them to Greer also. Greer told them he heard they had another championship team going, and was excited about their prospects for another national championship. They all told him, they believed it was possible, as so far, they looked awesome, if they didn’t say so themselves. I asked them how the trip was. They told me it was long. Most of them slept on the way home. I was dying to ask them about their sleeping arrangements, interested in knowing if Dave slept with them or with someone else, but didn’t want to ask in front of Dave, in case it was a sore subject or something.
Dylan walked by and reminded Dustin that he needed to spend the night here tonight. Dustin looked puzzled at first, then got this big grin on his face, remembering Dylan’s promise to tear up his ass. He started to chuckle. After they finished their beer, Chase, Caleb and Dave said they were heading out. They all gave Dustin a hug, telling him they had a great couple of days with him. He said he had a great time also, and would see them tomorrow at the house.
Before Dustin and Dylan disappeared upstairs, I introduced them to Greer. Greer enjoyed talking to both of them, and appeared to me to be eye fucking both. I had to smile, as he was almost too obvious. I told the guys he was staying over tonight, so he’d see them in the morning. They seemed to like that idea.
Tink came by to tell me he’d be at the house with Jeb and Eddie, as he called Edgar, spending the night with them. He was obviously going to get his ass torn up also. I hoped that might relieve some of his horniness and take the pressure off some of us, meaning Jake, Dylan and me. I was sure Jeb and Edgar would enjoy having him in bed with them, as they seemed to really like him. Jeb, Edgar and Tink, gave me a hug before they took off for the house.
No sooner than they left, Rod, Tyler and Lonnie emerged from the dressing room. I drew them all a beer, and introduced them to Greer, telling them Greer was one of the original partners, but retired for a better opportunity in Key West. They couldn’t believe he left the company. I told them it was a long story, and he needed the separation for a period of time, but we were luring him back, little by little. They asked him what lured him back. Greer said he missed Jake and me, as he was the one that did the legal work to form the CNB originally in the City, where it all started. He told them I introduced him to Stoney, which had him do Stoney’s legal work for him, eventually forming Stoney Enterprises, the company we had today. Blake was listening intently to Greer telling the story of how we all met. Rod told Greer, he created a monster corporation.
“No, actually, I just put it together. Josh, Jake and Stoney created it. Now Stoney’s gone and Josh, Jake and a few other principles, plus some great shareholders, are making it work and very profitable,” Greer informed them. Kyle said he was totally amazed at what all we were involved with. “Kyle, whatever you do, stick with these guys in some way, as I’m telling you, you can’t go wrong. They’ll make you a rich man someday. Even without the financial wealth, you couldn’t ask for greater friends and a family with these guys,” Greer told him. Kyle said he could definitely believe that.
“Damn, Josh, maybe we ought to invest in the company also,” Rod suggested. I chuckled.
“It’s possible, but I don’t think you could handle the shareholder initiation,” I told him.
“What do we have to do for that?” Rod asked, curiously, Lonnie and Tyler anxious to hear also. I smiled.
“It’s a secret ceremony, very meaningful to all of us, involving trust in your fellow brother, and sharing that trust with one another. I can’t tell you what all is involved, other than it’s extremely meaningful, one you’d remember and cherish for a lifetime,” I explained. They looked puzzled. “You have to be invited to join, plus you have to pledge to work for the company as your lifetime profession. If you leave, you only get back what you had invested initially, so, other than what you earned working for the company, you wouldn’t have any windfall stock gains. We’re working on a plan to let our shareholders realize, and cash in, some of the earnings over time, a percentage every so many years, but to realize the major gain, you should stay involved with the company for the maximum benefits,” I explained. “Greer helped set that up,” I reminded him. He smiled.
“I did, and I was one of the first ones to cash out, although I have to say, you let me keep some of my stock, but kind of froze the value. At least I wouldn’t have to reinvest anything, if I start working for you again, like we talked about,” Greer replied.
“Might be something we might want to seriously consider in the future, Josh,” Rod commented.
“Your fathers are going to have you get involved in their businesses once you graduate,” I reminded him.
“Let’s see, guys. Shall we work for our dads or work for Josh? Is that really a serious question? Of course, we’d rather work with, and for you, Josh. You haven’t met our dads. However, if we’re successful with this house flipping thing we’re working on, then we might want to start our own business, and align it with you all somehow. That way, we might maintain our heterosexuality a while longer, before you completely draft us to your team,” Rod chided, making even Greer laugh. Lonnie shook his head at Rod, as if he had lost his mind.
“Does that mean I can stop being your wingman. No sense me trying to get Mary Ann to fall in love with you, if you’re eventually going to join our team,” I chided. Rod looked shocked.
“Well, let’s try it the heterosexual way first, as you gay guys seem to have a knack for fixing up straight guys with girls. You have this unmistakable charm about you, that women can’t resist. I can’t explain it, but it’s definitely there,” Rod commented.
“He has the same knack with fixing up guys with other guys also,” Greer chimed in. “He knows who belongs with who. Take my word for that,” Greer explained. I just smiled.
“Where’d Tink run off to?” Tyler asked. “I swear he disappears more all the time. He has some honey stowed away someplace. Wish I knew what she looked like,” Tyler commented.
“Or what HE looks like?” Lonnie chided. Tyler told him to shut the fuck up, to quit talking about Tink that way, as he was sure it was starting to give Tink a complex. If they only knew, I thought. The complex was long gone. He was into being gay, full throttle.
They decided to take off. I told them they could come up to the apartment for a while, if they wanted to, but they said they’d head back. Lonnie said he was still trying to get laid tonight, but wasn’t sure if that had fallen through of not, thinking he needed to end it anyway, if I could get him fixed up with Em’s friend, Ginny. I told him, I’d work on it. He thanked me for that. The three of them got their coats, but before they took off, they wanted to know if we were coming over tomorrow afternoon to work on the house. I told them I’d see if I could put a small crew together and give them some assistance. Blake said he’d help, along with Jake. Kyle said he could possibly help also. Rod was happy to hear we had a few to help, saying it was a lot more fun when we were helping, as opposed to just the four of them, as they usually ended up arguing with one another as to the right way to do things. Then Rod asked again about tomorrow night at the house for dinner and beer. I told him they could come, but he had to wash my back after we got done working with drywall at his house. He giggled, saying that could be fun. I told him he might think so, then he got a worried look on his face.
“Josh, you never cease to amaze me, with all the friends you have, and the way you are with them. I take it those guys are straight?” Greer asked. I nodded yes. “Yet, you still have a great time with them, tease them about being straight, and even set them up with dates? Damn, you’ve branched out some. I have to admire that. They seem like great guys. They definitely like and respect you and your friends. That’s nice to have friends like that, who can accept you for the great person you are, and not judge you for who you sleep with. I have to admire them and you for making that work,” Greer said, admiringly. I smiled.
“Oh, we have a lot of fun with them. Trust me on that,” I assured him. He was sure we did.
We finally gave up and headed upstairs. Wes was still talking to Tim and Blake, who was listening in. Wes came up with us again, like he had last Saturday night. I think he really liked hanging out with us. Dale said he’d have a beer with us, but couldn’t stay long. Kyle said he needed to get dressed and head back tonight. I think he thought we needed to spend some time with Greer, and he didn’t want to interfere with Greer’s visit. Once upstairs, I told Greer he had to strip to his briefs, as that was the proper dress for the apartment when we were just chilling. He went into our bedroom and stripped to his boxers. He had boxers like Dylan. I told him Dylan would be most impressed. After Greer stripped to his boxers and walked back to the living room, Kyle got dressed. He gave me a big hug, telling me again, how wonderful it was having us as his friends and how much he was starting go care about us. I told him the feeling was mutual, and we’d have to work on a future for him with the company somehow. I told him, I definitely wanted him involved if he wanted to be. He said he couldn’t ask for a better career than with us for sure. He gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek. I gave him the same, telling him I’d miss him until tomorrow. He told me he’d miss us also. I patted his hot ass, making him turn around and smile at me. Damn, he looked hot. Kyle told everyone goodbye, and that he had a great time tonight. He’d see us tomorrow. Jake gave him a hug before he took off.
“Damn, this apartment is fantastic,” Greer stated, as I showed him the apartment, taking him on a small tour, just the two of us. “You created a great spot for you guys to live here. I could get used to living in a place like this,” Greer said, looking around. That is a chef’s kitchen even. You guys even cook, with a restaurant downstairs?” he asked. I told him we did small stuff, made sandwiches and things. I told him about the house we bought and how nice that was, and the improvements we were making to it also. I told him it might turn into a Pink Flamingo in the summer time. He got a kick out of that. “Who’d have thought Stoney would have bought a clothes optional resort in Key West? He never ceased to surprise us even on his deathbed. He was one crazy, amazing, but so loveable man,” Greer said, getting a little emotional. “Gotta give him credit, he gave us the opportunity of a lifetime for sure. I’d still be plugging away at that damn legal firm in the City, had it not been for you introducing me to him, and kind of fostering that relationship. Stoney did need a lot of help, putting his companies together, and getting them organized. Took me awhile to get his stuff together. I was good for him, and he certainly was good for me. We had quite a time together, the two of us. Damn, we used to fuck all over the house, the swimming pool, the steam room, sauna, you name it. When our dicks would wear out, we’d have Sven fuck our asses. Damn, we had fun together. Then he left us, Josh. He took off and left us all. When we finally were able to reunite with him, it was too late. I hated him for that, for me finally getting him back, then he went and died on us. That wasn’t right, not right all,” Greer said, with tears in his eyes, getting very emotional now. I hugged him tightly, telling him to get it out, get it all out. “I loved him so much. We were perfect for one another. Yeh, we weren’t monogamous, but we only played with those we cared about, like you and Jake, and then, there was always Sven, the human dick. He had little emotion, although Stoney and I could get him to laugh some at times. He loved to fuck, and he had the perfect dick for it also. Damn, that dick felt great. I do have to stop by the PF from time to time to get a massage and a happy ending, only that ending is up my ass, as Sven is one of the best at taking care of a guy’s needy ass. He does know how to use his cock. Stoney said he did, and he had to keep him if for nothing else for his dick. Stoney used to joke about that when we’d get to drinking. He was great to Sven though. Sven has the perfect life now. He did with Stoney and me, and now at the PF. He couldn’t be happier. I think he diddles the help at times also. They consider it a bonus, having the big ole cock of his up their tight skinny little asses,” Greer remarked. “He was the best, bar none.”
“So, he’s gotten over the loss of Stoney okay?” I asked. Greer smiled, as I hung up his dress shirt and dress slacks in my closet.
“I guess. I never saw him get too emotional about losing Stoney. He wasn’t there at the end. He just knew he was gone. That was it. I told him I, or the company, would always make sure he was gainfully employed and taken care of. He couldn’t be happier doing what he’s doing, Josh. He loves his job, and he’s damn good at it also. No, he’s moved on. I just get a little emotional from time to time, especially spending time with someone like you and Jake, that knew and loved Stoney like I did. Damn, he was one of a kind. I do miss him. I miss him a lot. Sometimes, I’ll be a little pensive and emotional, and just need a little space for it to pass. Samuel doesn’t understand that, and gives me shit about it. There are times, I have to admit, I’d just love to bitch slap some sense into Samuel, but I mostly just ignore him, when he gets like that. This week has been good for me, Josh. It’s been great to feel like I’m relevant again to someone. Down there on the island, there are times I just don’t feel relevant anymore. You know what I’m saying. What I do, doesn’t seem important to anyone, although it is. You guys are doing some great things together out there on the big boys’ playground, and I’m playing in the kiddie sandbox. Sometimes I just want to get out there and play with you big boys,” Greer commented. I hugged him again.
“You can play with us on the big playground anytime you want. There are still things we can learn from you, and you can help us with, Greer. You mean a lot to Jake and me. Nate respects you, and I know Jordan does also. You’re the reason Jordan is where he is. He was lost for a bit after you left us. He was a little frantic at first. Then we found Nate, who ended up being a tremendous help. I was afraid we were going to lose him, as he didn’t have anyone to love here in town. We were able to pull some strings, and get his childhood sweetheart here from med school in Chicago, to do his internship here at Uni Med Center. Both of them are happy now, and we’re happy to have them with us. But Greer is still Greer, the one that put it altogether. They have a lot of respect for what you did and when you did it, Greer. Both of them look up to you. You are very relevant in all our minds. They were the ones that asked me if I could possibly talk you into at least working part time for us, doing special projects, like the one you just finished in Chicago. We don’t have the time or manpower for that, as small as we are right now,” I explained.
“You’re definitely right about that, Josh. You need sone people. This thing is growing exponentially, and if you don’t shore it up with manpower, it’s going to overwhelm you, making you have to spend big dollars for expensive outside services and consultants. We can do this, but we need people. You’re particularly vulnerable in the human resources area. There’s a lot of work that needs to be done there,” Greer informed me.
“We’ll be fully staffing that at the end of this semester. I have already found guys to staff HR, They’ll be graduating this spring. Ken, and his department are currently handling HR. I know he struggles with it, because of lack of manpower. We’re using a consulting company for part of what we’re currently doing, but we’ll soon have it all inhouse. It’s coming together, just not as fast as we’re growing. Hell, the aviation department has doubled in business since we assumed it. Those guys are really expanding and quickly. If we’re not careful, we’re going to end up with Stoney Airlines, connecting cities nationwide, as fast as Tom and James are growing the business.” Greer said he couldn’t believe the growth. He was amazed at what the aviation department was doing, also the profitability of it. That, coupled with all our other entities ,were exceeding all expectations in profitability. Greer said I needed to give all the employees a bonus, or pay out a lot in taxes. I had to think about that. He said Jordan would talk to me about it.
“Hey, you putting on a little weight here and there?” I teased.
“What, you making fun of my man boobs and small spare tire here, plus my jiggly butt cheeks?” Greer chided, making me laugh. I pinched one of his jiggly butt cheeks. It was kind of spongy, unlike the hard ones I was used to feeling.
“Just so you don’t get that ‘Dicky Doo’ disease,” I warned him. He gave me a weird look, asking me what that was. “That’s when your belly sticks out farther than your dicky do,” I joked. He shook his head at me, telling me I was terrible. I had to grab him and hug him. “You know we’ll love you in whatever package you come in. Your dick and ass will always be the same, Greer, as well as your heart. Greer sighed.
“How did I ever get along without you, Josh. I never should have left, but that’s water under the bridge. It was something I felt like I had to do at the time. You can’t look back. You can only look forward,” Greer told me, as I hugged him.
“We’ll always love you, no matter what. You’re part of us, and always will be regardless,” I assured him. He told me he loved me and for good reasons. “We better get back out there before everyone thinks we’re having sex in here,” I teased.
“And what if we did?” Greer joked. I laughed.
“Oh, we will, but just a little later. Your ass isn’t getting out of here without a visit from Jake’s dick and my dick. That’s a given. We’re sending you back to Florida with a smile on your face,” I promised. He laughed, but said he was hoping for that.
All the guys were having a beer. I grabbed a couple for Greer and me. “Damn, Greer, just as hot as I remembered you,” Jake told him.
“That’s not what your significant other just told me. He said something about a ‘Dicky Doo’ disease. I don’t think it was very complimentary,” Greer remarked. I thought Jake was going to crack up. We had to explain it to Blake, Tim, Wes and Dale. They weren’t familiar with that disease, until we told them what it was. All of them said they wanted to avoid that at all costs. I reminded them that rigorous exercising was a good way to avoid it.
“So, did you guys figure out what you’re going to do with Harvey?” I asked Tim and Wes. They shook their heads.
“Don’t know yet. We think we need to talk to the rest of the team members, but one thing’s for sure, none of us are happy with his leadership anymore. The guy is bitter, just a bitter person. Don’t know what his problem is, but he can’t seem to be nice to anyone, and the team is tired of it. We’ll talk to our coach on Monday, then have a team meeting. We don’t really want to kick him off the team, as he’s a decent player, and he’d probably have to leave the frat also. He’s just not night for leadership anymore,” Tim explained, looking to Wes.
“I’ve tried to talk to him, but he doesn’t pay any attention. He doesn’t think we’d dare to replace him with a new captain,” Wes added.
“Josh, Wes said he wouldn’t be captain under any circumstances, as that would really crush Harvey. Still, what does it matter? You need to tell him he needs to do it, not for himself, but for the rest of us on the team,” Tim explained. Wes shook his head he wouldn’t do it.
“Wes, if duty calls, you might have to step up. Why are we always concerned about upsetting Harvey? Harvey isn’t the least bit concerned about upsetting any of us, or fucking us over. He could care less, but you guys always seem to tiptoe around him when you should be telling him to get lost,” I told them. They didn’t seem to have a ready answer.
“You’re right, Josh. I guess we’re just better people than him, and don’t like to give someone a hard time, unless forced to do so,” Wes replied. Tim agreed.
“You can’t let the team suffer. Keep your eyes on the goal, guys. What, and who, will it take, to pull the team together, and make it as winning and effective as it can be? That’s what you need to focus on. Leave personalities out of it. That was one thing Harvey was good at. He didn’t care what anyone else thought, just what he thought. Granted, he went overboard, and never listened to anyone but his own ego, but he gave directives and people followed. Who’s the best one on the team to do that now, in the absence of Harvey? That’s the question you and your teammates need to be asking themselves?” I explained. Tim and Wes thought hard about it.
“There’s only one guy that can do it and do it well, and that’s Wes, Josh. You have to talk him into it,” Tim replied, looking to Wes to accept the responsibility. Wes shook his head.
“If I do that, Tim, it’s like we set out on a mission to destroy Harvey, which we had no intention of doing. I knocked him out of the VP spot at the frat, now I take his title as captain of the Lacrosse team away from him too? I just think it’s too much. I don’t want to destroy him. I just want us to get along and have a great unified team. You know he won’t be worth a shit if he loses the vote to be captain. He’ll probably quit, rather than suffer the embarrassment of being removed,” Wes replied. Then they looked to me again. I shrugged my shoulders.
“Keep your eye on what’s best for the overall team, and always strive to reach that goal. The rest will fall into place. Harvey made his own bed, and will have to lie in it. Maybe I need to take him to see Dr. Wayne, and see if he has a sure fire cure for narcissism,” I chided.
“Not a bad idea, actually,” Wes replied. “Something is wrong with the guy. He wasn’t always like this. Maybe he has a brain tumor like your Dawson did,” Wes remarked. I chuckled, and shook my head. I told him that couldn’t happen to two people we knew in a year’s time, but Harvey was certainly not what we’d deem normal.
Wes said he should probably go back to the frat. Dale said he had to go too, as he needed to get some sleep to be sharp for their charter tomorrow. I asked Dale where they were headed tomorrow. He said they had to take some professors to a conference in Columbus and were taking the King Air. They were dropping them off, then deadheading back. Dale said he’d get to fly left seat on the way back. I, again, told him how proud I was of him. He just smiled. I went with him to get his clothes in our bedroom. Before he got dressed, he hugged me, wrapping his arms around my mostly naked body.
“You do need to spend the night sometime. I’m getting anxious to know you so much better,” I chided. He gave me a kiss on the lips.
“That goes both ways, Josh. I feel a tremendous need to know you better also, and Jake. You guys are more than family to me. I can’t love you guys enough. You have made my life so wonderful with your kindness. I can teach you to fly, but you have to teach me to love, not with my heart, as that pounds for you already, but with my body. I’ve never had sex before, Josh. I don’t know exactly what to do, but I want you to teach me, more than anything else in this world, except for my certifications. Will you teach me what you know?” he asked me, as he held me tight. I ran my hands down his bare back and over his ass. He sighed. I could feel the stiffness of his cock up against mine.
“I’ll teach you anything you want to know, Dale. I can’t wait to teach you, although I’m sure you’ll know what to do, when the time comes. I can feel it already,” I said, as I reached between us and felt his boner pressed up against mine. He made me hard at the thought and feel of his. He smiled at me, then felt my stiffness. He sighed.
“Seems we have a lot in common down there,” he chided. I kissed him again, then kissed him a little more passionately. He responded in kind. We didn’t want to let one another go, but I knew he had to leave. I helped him pull on his sweatshirt and then he grabbed for his jeans.
“Can I have a peek, before you cover this magnificent piece of male prowess up?” I teased. He stood still, with his arms at this side, wondering what I was going to do. I pulled out the waistband of his briefs to see his beautiful dirty blonde pubes, and thick cock of his, confined by the material. I sent my hand down the front of his underwear, and fondled his nice sized balls, then gently ran my fingers up and around his shaft, taking his breath away. Then I stopped, grabbed him and kissed him somewhat passionately again. “Oh, Dale, you are really going to have a great time, once you’re able to sleep over. I can’t wait,” I told him. He smiled, saying he was anxious for it to happen also. I noticed a wet spot on the front of his briefs, where his piss slit would be. He was leaking precum with just my minimal attention to his penis. I smelled the hand I felt him with, telling him I could never wash my hand, as he had his man scent on it now. Dale told me I was crazy, then leaned in and kissed me again. I told him he better leave quickly, before I ripped his clothes off him, then had my way with him. He laughed, saying he couldn’t wait for that to happen. Damn, I loved this boy more and more all the time.
Wes was waiting for Dale, when we got back out to the living room. Dale said he’d give Wes a ride to the frat, since it was so cold out. Wes said he appreciated that. We hugged them both, telling them we’d see them soon. Wes said he might help us at Rod’s tomorrow, if he didn’t have too much studying to do. I told him he was always welcome to join us for anything, especially for dinner tomorrow night at the house. He smiled, saying that alone was worth working at Rod’s. I patted his ass when he left, making him giggle.
Those two are really great guys. You guys have so many great friends,” Greer said, talking about Wes and Dale. I can’t believe Blake, telling me he actually quit OSU and transferred to Uni with just a couple of days’ notice. Good grief. Who does that?” Greer asked in amazement.
“Someone that wants to pursue a dream, Greer. Lucky for us, he transferred and became a part of our team and family. We’re fortunate it happened,” I told Greer. Blake said he was blessed with having all of us as his family now. Tim agreed, putting his arm around Blake’s shoulders. Blake smiled at Tim.
Tim and Blake said they were calling it a night, telling us all goodnight. We all got hugs from both of them, then they headed to their room. “Come on, Greer. Jake and I are treating you to the shower of a lifetime, before we treat you to the hottest sex you’ve ever experienced,” I chided, raising my eyebrows. He almost looked concerned, but I could tell he was excited.
We stripped naked, Greer acting a little shy, not quite what I remembered from the last time I pounded out his ass on his law office conference room table in Key West. I told him he was such a prude. He laughed, then quit hiding his boner, letting it stick out in front of him. “See, I have a long way to go, before the terrible disease you described to me,” he joked. I told him he certainly did, as his cock looked good enough to eat. Greer sighed.
Jake and I spent a good hour and a half wearing Greer out sexually, giving him multiple orgasms, until he swore his balls actually hurt. He was having dry orgasms, and he couldn’t go on, no matter how much he wanted to. I teased him, that he was becoming an old man already. He reminded me there were two of us and only one of him. I told him that was fair. We finally fell asleep, Greer between us.
I thought Greer was going to have a heart attack the next morning, when we were suddenly awakened by Gabe yelling, ‘DONUTS AND COFFEE’S READY!’. “What the fuck was that, or who the fuck was that?” Greer sat straight up in bed, asking, clutching his chest. Jake and I chuckled.
“That’s Gabe. He shows up Saturday and Sunday mornings with donuts, and makes the coffee for us. He works in our kitchen also. You’ll like him. He has a big ole cock, just like Sven,” I chided. Greer shook his head, trying to wake himself up, yawning.
“Come on, big fella. Time to get all the cum off you before we send you back to Samuel. Don’t want to show up back at your place with our DNA all over you,” I chided. He thought that might be a good idea, considering the amount of male semen we produced, having fun with one another last night. We got up, then headed naked to the showers. Dylan and Dustin came in looking worn out. Dylan gave me a hug and a quick kiss, with his morning wood prodding me, as he did. Dustin did the same.
“Damn, Greer, you’ve got some nice equipment there, buddy. You need to stay longer next time, and we’ll get better acquainted,” Dylan told Greer, as Greer marveled at Dylan’s nice hard cock and his foreskin. Dustin patted Greer on his ass, telling him he had a nice cock and a nice ass, telling Greer he hoped Jake and I treated him right last night. Greer said more than he could have ever dreamed. Dylan and Dustin both laughed, saying we should have, or they’d have to take over. Greer looked at their stunning naked bodies with boners sticking out in front of them, then looked at me.
“You get to see and play with this every day?” he asked. Jake and I just smiled.
“Hey, there are four more where those two came from,” I chided. Greer shook his head in disbelief
“Maybe I do need to move back here and help out. I have to say the scenery is something to behold,” Greer replied, shaking his head.
We gave Greer the ultimate sensuous shower, Dylan and Dustin joining in to help make sure we got everything cleaned, and I mean everything. It’s a wonder they didn’t give Greer an orgasm, the way they washed him. Jake and I just kind of let them explore Greer’s body and him theirs. I swear the boy was lost in a different world, before those two were done with him. After the sensuous wash, Greer got a sensuous toweling off. Dylan had to pry Greer’s ass cheeks apart to make sure he dried Greer’s asshole, nice and dry. I swear he almost made Greer cum again with that move. Had we not drained his balls the night before, Dustin and Dylan would have a couple of times in the shower this morning for sure. Greer said he thought he died and went to Heaven. Jake and I had to laugh.
Tim, Blake, Zach and Brady were all sitting at the kitchen island having coffee and eating donuts. Gabe was pouring us coffee. I introduced Greer to Gabe, explaining that Greer was one of the original senior partners in our company. Then I reminded Greer that Gabe had a big cock. Gabe gladly pulled down his briefs to let it hang out for Greer to see. Gabe was never shy when it came to showing off his big dick. “They refer to a dick like this as a ten-pounder. Want to feel how heavy it is?” Gabe asked, anxious for Greer to pick it up and feel it’s girth and weight. Greer obliged.
“Damn, now that is one hell of a nice cock,” Greer said, as he examined it in front of all of us. Gabe just smiled proudly. Andy and Trevor came through the door before Gabe could put his cock away.
“You showing off that big cock of yours again, Gabe?” Trevor asked. Gabe smiled. “Here, let me feel that again,” Trevor said, as he picked up Gabe’s cock in his hand. “Damn nice cock, Gabe. Damn nice. Need to feel that in my ass again sometime soon, if I could ever get my cock out of Les and Brandon’s ass, long enough to get our asses taken care of,” Trevor chided, as he took off his jeans and sweatshirt, getting down to his briefs, along with Andy. Andy gave Greer a hug, telling him it had been a long time since he’d seen him. Greer said it had been too long, as Andy was always one of his favorites, remembering our first days at the CNB1 in the City, when we first put it together. Andy said he remembered those days all too well and the fun we all used to have on those weekend trips. Greer laughed, thinking about those early days. Trevor said we hadn’t discovered him yet at that time.
“Trevor, you discovered us, it wasn’t the other way around. You and your girlfriend, Betty, stalked us in psychology class, remember?” I asked.
“I don’t know if I remember it exactly that way, but some of it sounds familiar,” he replied, in his crazy style. Greer got a kick out of him. I reminded him he was straight back then, but was begging us to make him gay. He just smiled, looking a little embarrassed. Gabe told him to bring his ass over to him, and he’d put his big dick up it to help him remember what fun it was converting. We all got a kick out of that.
It wasn’t long until Greer had to get dressed to go catch the shuttle to the Regional airport. Jake and I got dressed also, then took him to catch the shuttle. We hugged and kissed him goodbye. He thanked us again for the fantastic night in Heaven we gave him, saying he’d never forget how much he loved both of us and how wonderful it was to be part of our overall family. He had tears in his eyes when he finally had to leave us to board the small shuttle bus. We told him to keep in touch, now that he had company email, or he could call anytime. Finally, the bus took off and Greer was gone out of our lives once again. He knew we’d be at the Pink Flamingo for Spring Break, which wasn’t that far off. He was excited he’d see us again soon.
Back at the apartment, I asked Dylan and Dustin if they had a nice night together. “OMG, guys, Dylan did exactly what he said he was going to do. I might have to rethink moving into the house now, other than the fact, I will be over here most evenings anyway, just not sleeping here,” Dustin replied. Dylan had a Cheshire cat smile on his face, making me think he really did do a number on Dustin’s ass.
“Dustin about wore my dick out last night. Don’t think I have a drop of cum left in my balls to squeeze out another orgasm,” Dylan commented. Jake and I smiled, as did Tim and Blake.
“I think we ate each other’s asses out until they were almost raw. I didn’t know you could make them that raw, eating ass like we did last night. We were like one ball of male, our tongues stuck in each other’s asses at the same time. Damn, that was hot,” Dustin said, excitedly.
“You guys should have been doing this all along,” I remarked. They both looked at one another and chuckled.
“We have off and on, but with my early schedule, we didn’t have that many opportunities, except on the weekends, and then Dustin was over at the house, once the guys moved in there,” Dylan reminded us.
“Don’t worry, roomy, I’ll be over here a lot, and now that we both know what we can do to each other, I think we need to be doing a whole lot more of it,” Dustin stated.
“Caleb and Chase will wear you out, to the point you won’t want my dick anymore,” Dylan replied. Dustin went over and kissed Dylan, passionately, very passionately, to the point we thought we were going to have to throw cold water on them to break them apart. “Maybe they won’t wear you out. Maybe I’ll have to,” Dylan chided, after they finished their sizzling hot kiss, giving each other boners in the process.
“Hey, I never got a chance to ask you the sleeping arrangements on your basketball trip. Did Dave get to spend the night with you guys, and did anything happen?” I asked, curiously. Dustin sighed.
“No, we offered to let him stay in our room, but he said he had an assigned room with someone else, and he should probably hang with them, even though he’d rather stay with us. We patted his ass goodnight, when we went to our room, making him smile, though. I get the feeling he has interest in doing something with us, but he’s hesitant for some reason. He loves being with us, and doesn’t mind our sexual teasing. He’s extremely open minded, if he’s not interested in having sex with us. Who knows? Maybe he’s not ready yet. One of these days, maybe,” Dustin replied. “Didn’t stop us from having fun, though. We burnt up the sheets at that hotel,” Dustin assured us.
Zach, Brady, Andy and Trevor, along with Gabe, had left for the afternoon get together at the house. We grabbed us a quick sandwich, then got dressed to go to Rod’s to see what kind of damage we could do this afternoon. Blake, Dylan Jake and I were going to go work at Rod’s. Tim said he had a report to work on, so he was staying, but would be over at the house this evening. We all kissed him goodbye, telling him not to work too hard. He laughed, saying he’d rather put up sheetrock or knock down walls. I gently squeezed his chippies as I kissed him goodbye, making him laugh, but telling me that felt good. I told him not to be jacking off to Dylan’s gay porn sites while we were gone. He really laughed at that. We picked up a case of beer to take with us, then headed out to Rod’s, again taking two vehicles, so we had transportation for all back to the apartment to shower and then to the house. We were starting to nail down the routine.
Rod, Tyler and Lonnie were there already working on drywall, trying to cut and secure more sheets. That pile still looked large to me, but we were making some progress.
“You guys know where Tink is?” Tyler asked us. We gave him somewhat of a puzzled look.
“Isn’t he here with you guys?” I asked, somewhat confused, thinking surely he wasn’t crazy enough, not to come back to help work.
“We thought he might have spent the night with you guys, getting some anal attention he seems to be interested in for a reason,” Lonnie replied. I shook my head chuckling, as if he made a joke.
“Wasn’t with us, but if you say he’s interested, then maybe we might need to borrow him to find out,” I joked. Lonnie shook his head in disbelief. “Call him, and tell him to get his dick out of that girl’s pussy, and get his ass back over here to help,” I suggested, hoping to dispel the gay remark Lonnie made. Tyler told his phone to call Tink, leaving it on speaker.
“What the fuck do you want?” Tink answered, his phone obviously on speaker, as I recognized laughing in the background, thinking it was Jeb and Edgar, but remaining mum.
“Hey, you’re supposed to be here helping us with the drywall. Josh and his crew are here. Where the hell are you?” Tyler asked him.
“Quiet, guys, my brother’s on the phone,” we heard Tink say, shushing someone.
“So, who are the guys you’re telling to be quiet?” Tyler asked, somewhat critically. There were crickets on the other end. Then the silence was broken.
“Oh, this girl I’m seeing has a couple of younger brothers. They like to torment me when I sleep over. I have to settle them down. I’ll be there in a few. I’m coming. Bye, sweetheart. My bros need me to come work with them. Keep those titties nice and perky for me until next time,” we heard Tink say. I knew damn well, he was so full of shit. I could only imagine what Jeb and Edgar were thinking, muffling their laughing so Tyler wouldn’t hear them. “Okay, I’m on my way. Had to kiss the little lady goodbye, then let her feel my dick one more time,” he said, then told us he’d be there shortly. He hung up before Tyler had a chance to ask him any more questions.
“Does that sound like he was with some girl or with some guys?” Tyler asked all of us. We all shrugged our shoulders. I swear Rod smiled, thinking to himself that Tink was hiding something. He probably wasn’t sure what, but he knew it was something. Tyler was shaking his head in disbelief.
“I think we all need to come to the realization, that our little Tink is gay, playing on Josh’s team,” Lonnie commented. I rolled my eyes at him.
“Like I said, he wasn’t with us last night for sure. He left the bar before you guys did, remember? You were looking for him then. He wasn’t in the apartment with us. We haven’t seen him since you guys did. He might have one cute little women hiding out somewhere to keep her away from you vultures, who’d swoop in and steal her from him. You know how Lonnie likes to impress women he isn’t dating. Ask Mary Ann about that,” I suggested. Lonnie gave us an innocent look. Tyler and Rod gave him a devious look.
“Good point, Josh. I guess we’ll find out one way or another, sooner or later, and who the fuck cares anyway. I mean we’ve been treating him as gay most of his life. After gaining you guys as friends, if he happened to be gay, it wouldn’t bother me at all. You sure couldn’t ask for better friends than you guys, that’s for sure,” Rod remarked.
“Ah, it might still be a little weird. Don’t know how he’d explain that to Mom and Dad. Can’t say I’d want to be there when he had to explain that one,” Tyler said.
“That’s just wrong,” Lonnie remarked. “I know we accuse him of being fruity, but to actually be gay? I’d have to think about that one,” Lonnie added. I told them all, we’d love him even if they didn’t.
“Oh, we’d still love him, guys, but we might look at him differently afterwards,” Rod teased.
“We don’t even need to be saying anything like this anyway. Tink’s quirky. He’s just quirky. He always has been, and always will be. He’s our bro and we love him for it,” Tyler commented, wanting to drop the subject of his brother possibly being gay. I was sure he wished he never brought it up, especially in front of us.
Kyle soon arrived, with Wes getting to us right behind him. I asked him if he’d seen Harvey today or last night, when he went back to the frat. Wes said he knocked on his door to see if he was okay, but he didn’t appear to be there, or wasn’t interested in talking if he was. He said he did the same this morning, but again, Harvey didn’t appear to be in his room.
I asked Kyle if he had any excitement last night. He said all was quiet, with Iggy standing guard. I told him he had to love Iggy. Kyle said Iggy was his best friend ever. They were soulmates. I could only imagine. The love of a dog is pure and never altering. They were both blessed to have one another.
We got busy working. Tink finally showed up about a half hour later. Tyler gave him hell for not coming back earlier, pressing him to tell us where he was. “Hey, I have a good thing going, and you guys aren’t part of it. I’m not saying, as I don’t want you guys screwing it up for me,” Tink told us all. I had to smile.
“So, what is this ‘good thing’, bro? I hope you’re fucking some girl. Sounded like guys on the phone when I called you. Don’t want to be thinking you’re fucking some guys,” Tyler told him. Tink shook his head, smiling at Tyler.
“Tyler, you can be an ass sometimes. Just because you aren’t getting any lately, which is your own damn fault, doesn’t mean I can’t. I told you all I’m going to tell you, as I don’t want you guys horning in on what I got going. I don’t need you guys flashing your big cocks trying interfere with my good thing. Just find your own stuff, and leave me the hell alone. I already told you what was going on. I’m happy with what I have going, so leave me alone,” Tink told him, rather adamantly, then ran upstairs to change into his work clothes. Tyler shook his head.
Kyle put the stilts back on. I helped him up in them, catching him at times, enjoying holding him in my arms, and clutching his ass from time to time. “Josh, you’re good at helping me get started,” Kyle told me. I smiled up at him.
“I’m good at helping you finish also,” I told him, smiling. He shook his head at me.
“Guess we’ll just have to find that out sometime,” he chided, making me smile and wink at him.
We hadn’t been at it all that long, when Mary Ann, Cindy and Sue showed up, unannounced. We all were kind of shocked to see them. Lonnie pretended he was sweating too much, and took his shirt off, if for nothing else than to show off his naked chest, for Ginny, I assumed. Ginny looked impressed.
“You guys have got quite a bit done already. Opening up a couple of walls really gives this house an open concept feel,” Em told us. Ginny was busy oogling Lonnie’s chest, and trying to see his bulge in his athletic shorts. I knew he wasn’t wearing any underwear, hoping nothing fell out of his pants leg, until Ginny was ready for that to happen. We didn’t want Em freaking out again. Sue was cozying up to Tyler, who was more than infatuated with her. Tyer had been mudding the drywall screw divots on the walls. Sue told him he was doing a good job, then wanted to know if she could do a few. Tyler gave her the 3” putty knife, then put his hand over hers to show her the proper way to mud the holes, like he knew what he was doing, but didn’t. She loved the closeness and Tyler’s help. I was sure her pussy was wet, just thinking about Tyler holding onto her. Ginny, on the other hand, told Lonnie, he was all sweaty, and a sweaty guy looked so sexy. She ran her hand over his wet, sweaty chest, then smelled her hand. “Lonnie, you’re really sweating. This must be such hard work. Look at the muscles you have doing this kind of work. You’re all man. I love muscled, sweaty guys. They’re the hottest,” Ginny said, licking her lips. I swear Lonnie popped a boner right then and there. He had to grab a small piece of drywall scrap, as if he was going to throw it away, but not yet, as he held it in front of him to cover up his obvious erection. I shook my head. Straight guys are crazy, I thought to myself. Tink looked disgusted. Rod looked like he needed to get in the game somehow, but wasn’t sure how. Rod looked to me, as if to ask for advice. I finally spoke up.
“Ladies, you should come over more often to check on the progress going on here. You never know, these guys might screw something up if you don’t check on them. I’m sure they’d love to have you critique their work to make sure it’s to plan,” I told the ladies.
“Are you going to be here too?” Em asked. I smiled.
“Sometimes, but not always. They’re all big boys, and can handle you critiquing,” I assured them.
“Well, we might need a chaperone if we come over here,” Em replied.
“I think the guys will behave, Em. Don’ think you gals have anything to worry about,” I assured her.
“It’s not them, I’m worried about. It’s my BFF’s I’m concerned about. There were big smiles from everyone with that statement, except for Tink, Kyle and Wes.
and Josh, Jake and Greer 
) and more plot growth (who will be the Lacrosse team's captain if/when Harvey is voted out, Greer is back inside Stoney Ent., the demolition is moving forward).
when they called him because he was nowhere to be found and Jeb and Eddie were laughing in the backgorund, that was fun 
so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming 
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, great comments by HF, Brian and Chaz
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