The Coming of Josh

[bs29697]

Another fantastic chapter you have given us FT.

I agree with what HF and Thanatos have commented. I think HF hit the nail on the head when he said of Butch he is young and inexperienced and will agree with what someone says if he looks up to that person. Dylan is an example of this. Butch never said a word to disagree with what he told him. Like HF I'm not so sure Butch is the Ladies magnet he claims to be he said most of what he told Josh and crew as to get acceptance from them thinking they were straight. I believe I misjudged Butch at first and will agree with HF and Thanatos that if given a few months maybe less Butch will become part of the brotherhood.

I can only wonder what Lucky wants to talk to Josh about.

It was nice to see Tim actually have fun its been awhile since Tim had fun.

I'm excited for tonight

Brian

 

[bigcannon]

A great chapter as always, FT. Interesting comments from my bent bros, HF, Thanatos and Sweet Brian. I too, am not sure which way Butch is going. Is he just open to whatever to become part of the brotherhood, will do anything, say anything to become a part of this? Is he just inexperienced enough to believe what Dylan told him about taking a dick up the ass is the next level of up from learning to masturbate, and his brother didn't clue him in like he did with jerking off? Could he really believe that? He still sounds somewhat homophobic, but maybe that was a learned response. Butch wasn't really being around any, that we know anyway. Although he was and didn't know it with Erin. He seemed to listen intently to Dylan who didn't spare him anything in explaining the 'rites of passage', so to speak. Good one, FT. Loved it. If only all young men could learn to care about one another that way while growing up. So, we don't know where this is going, but it's fun getting there. Can't wait to see how Butch handles Gay Night, unless Josh can get rid of him some other way. Oh, and I loved how Josh caught Butch jerking off. Classic. You throw so many crazy things in each chapter. At least we know he gets horny and can take matters into his own hands (pun intended). Also loved the line where Butch tries to guess if his father sucked dick and took it up the ass, wondering if he should ask him about the rites of passage thing. Cracked me up. Trevor got a little carried away with questions for Butch, dancing on the edge. Trevor is Trevor. Just can't resist having a little fun.

I'm glad also to see Tim happy again. I wonder if he'll still want to go to Ft. Lauderdale now that Harvey's out of his life. I guess time will tell.

So much going on, and Gay Night is coming. Good luck Butch. Hope you can keep it together. So much fun. I'm hoping you can lay another one on us tonight, FT. Can't wait. BC

 

[funtimes]

Happy Saturday night, my fellow bent bros. Interesting comments about this last chapter regarding Butch. Josh is not sure what to do about him. Dylan doesn't seem to care what he says to Butch, as Butch listens to him for some reasons. He's a little unsure about worldly things, believing his brother hasn't clued him in on the joys of manhood. He only saw the hetero side of things, but finds out that man really loves to have intense orgasms and that doesn't necessarily involve women to accomplish that feat. So Dylan has tried to tell him anyway. Not sure he totally buys that, but they have ore fun with him in this upcoming chapter. We'll learn how things really turn out in Wednesday's chapter. I couldn't cram it all into this one tonight. Anyway, have fun with this one and I'll be back to you, hopefully on Wednesday. Be safe, be happy and have fun. Huggs. FT

 

[funtimes]

Chapter 535 – Gay Night With Butch


Needless to say, I was in shock to hear we had a homophobic house guest for one more night. Butch was ecstatic he got to spend another night with us, seemingly enjoying his weekend at Uni with his brother’s friends, hanging out and helping at their bar, and having a supposedly great time. Meanwhile, we all were on pins and needles trying to hide the fact we were gay, a fact not yet known to Erin’s parents or Butch, who made it very clear, was abhorred with fairies and faggots. Gay Night was tonight, and how were we going to spin that to keep him from thinking we all were a bunch of faggots, trying to keep his brother’s lifestyle secret until Erin could fess up to his parents and Butch, letting the chips fall where they may.

“Uh, that might be a bit of a problem tonight, Butch. Are you sure you wouldn’t be more comfortable at your parent’s friends’ house tonight, if they’re staying over another night?” I asked, in hopes he might sense it might not be convenient at our place.

“Hey, if this Dustin, Dylan’s roommate, comes back to stay, I can always crash on the couch. That won’t be a problem for me. Hell, as much fun as I’m having, I’d sleep on the floor. Can’t wait to see the live entertainment Ross and Wally do. This is almost too exciting. Plus you’ll get to know more about me and see what a hard worker I am,” Butch replied. Dylan looked at me, as if to say, WTF now? I was at a complete loss myself. Somehow, I had to figure out a way to explain what tonight was all about. I tried to gather my thoughts.

“Butch, you might be offended by tonight. You may hate what it is and not want any part of it. I really don’t want you exposed to it, if you’re not comfortable with it,” I started to explain, getting a confused look from Butch.

“What the hell, Josh? I’m an adult. What’s so weird about tonight?” he asked, thinking what could possibly be that crazy he’d be uncomfortable with, being an adult and all. I cleared my throat.

“You wouldn’t like it, given your comments over the last couple of days. Trust me on that,” I replied. He looked more confused than ever now. Dylan was trying to keep from laughing.

“Try me. I can handle it,” he insisted. I cleared my throat, trying to figure out how to explain it to him.

“Okay, here goes. Saturday nights are the most profitable nights for us because of a certain group of customers we cater to on Saturday nights. If you added up all the other nights of the week, you might equal what Saturday night brings us in revenue, but it’s different from all other nights,” I started to explain.

“Just tell me what it is. I can handle it,” Butch demanded to know.

“Okay. We have a night set aside for gays on Saturday night. The bar is packed with gay guys for which we provide entertainment for, and it brings in revenue like you wouldn’t believe,” I explained.

“You’ve got to be kidding me. Gay Night?” he asked again, trying to rationalize it in his head. “What kind of entertainment?” he asked.

“Well, we have dancers that dance on stage and tantalize the guys, which generates tons of money in tips for the dancers, and brings in tons of customers. Ross and Wally are two of the dancers. They also dance on one other large revenue night called Ladies’ Night, where we have nothing but women in the bar and entertain them also. These two nights are our major money making nights, and have generated great revenue, making us extremely profitable,” I explained. I thought his head was going to explode.

“Why couldn’t tonight be Ladies’ Night? Sounds like I missed the good one,” Butch commented, making us smile. “Ross and Wally are good with this?” he asked, wondering how in the hell they could be.

“Oh, they have a blast teasing the guys like they do. All the rest of the guys that perform do also. They make a ton of money just having fun. It’s all a lot of fun, and, like I said, is extremely profitable for our company. One of the best profit generators we’ve ever had,” I explained.

“Now that I think about it, Trevor said this morning, if I worked tonight at the bar, I’d make a ton of tips, being new meat. Now it all makes sense. Will I get molested by the fairies?” Butch asked nervously. I chuckled.

“No, the fairies won’t molest you, but the more you tease them and flirt with them, the more tips they’ll give you. Our dancers make a lot more tips on Gay Night than they do Ladies’ Night. The guys tip much better than the women do,” I explained. Butch was still concerned, but he was starting to warm up to the idea.

“Well, at least I’ll have clothes on, so how bad can it get?” he asked.

“Uh, the uniform for all of us for tonight are those navy blue briefs you got a pair of last night,” I explained.

“What the fuck, Josh? We have to run around waiting tables, serving drinks in our underwear? Fuck! That’s like asking to be raped. What the hell?” he said, now obviously blown away.

“That’s why I feel like you really won’t be comfortable working tonight at the bar. I thought you’d be gone way before then, and didn’t have to involve yourself with any of it,” I replied.

“All your guys working tonight?” he asked, as if to think maybe some of the other guys objected to it.

“All of our guys help out. Every last one of them. Some of them even dance on stage, which really generates tips. Hell, if you wanted to do that, you could help entertain also. You could keep your distance better doing that if you were so inclined,” I suggested. He looked totally perplexed.

“What do those guys do?” he asked. I explained the stripping and teasing they did, ending up in a thong or jock strap, gyrating their hips and brushing their junk in the guys’ faces. I thought Butch’s head was going to explode.

“I can’t believe you guys do this. Are there really that many fairies in this town? I might want to rethink coming here, if they’re that many,” Butch remarked.

“Hey, they come from all over for our show and to spend their money. We’re happy to have them spend it with us. Gays hang out where they’re accepted and appreciated, not where they’re not wanted. They love an opportunity to get together, drink and enjoy some entertainment, just like guys like to get together, drink and watch women strip and pole dance. Sex sells, Butch, and we’ve found a way to profit from it, all in fun. Our three basketball stars also entertain. Like Ross and Wally, they say it’s a hell of a rush on stage. They have a ton of fun, and made a ton of money,” I told him.

“Aren’t they afraid of what other people will think about them for doing something like that?” Butch asked, still confused as to how they could ever think of doing something like that.

“No one really cares. Most everyone knows they’re having fun. No harm is done, and everyone just has a great time,” I replied. I could tell Butch was still struggling with the concept in his head.

“Tell you what, you can stay upstairs in the apartment and play video games while we take care of the huge business we have going downstairs. That might be a better idea for you,” I suggested. He seemed to be considering it.

“No, if I’m to be accepted into the company, I have to be a team player and support the rest of the brotherhood. I need to work with you guys. Besides, that way I get to work Ladies’ Night next year also, which could really be a riot,” Butch replied. “Count me in, but protect me, if I need protected,” he asked. I told him no one would do anything to him he didn’t allow to be done. I did tell him the more he flirted, the more tips he’d make. He wasn’t so sure about that. “Might be kind of fun doing this, and no one knows about it. Let’s make sure the parents don’t hear about this. Not so sure that would go over that well.” I told him his secret was safe with us. “Does Erin do this stuff in Ft. Lauderdale?” Butch asked. I smiled.

“Oh, he has Gay Night also, and makes a ton of money from it. It’s amazing what those guys do down there in revenue. You should go down and check it out some time,” I suggested. He wasn’t so sure.

We headed back to the apartment and got some lunch. After lunch, I took him into the dressing room and showed him some of the costumes the guys wore and the thongs. “Wow, certainly doesn’t leave much to the imagination, does it?” he said holding up a thong in his hand.

“Oh, and we have two wrestlers from Uni’s wrestling team, that wrestle one another in their singlets, which get torn off to their jock straps during their act. They have a blast practicing and making money. Maybe you’d like to wrestle one of them tonight, do like a tag team thing. I know you’d make a ton of money in tips,” I suggested.

“Uh, you know how I don’t like getting junk in my face, Josh? I can’t imagine what those guys might do to get the fairies excited. Not sure I’m into that,” Butch replied.

I told Butch about Rod, Tyler and Tink, the ones whose girlfriends he was flirting with last night, danced for us also and had a blast. “So, it’s kind of like Gay for Pay and you just act crazy and gay, and make a ton of money in the act?” he asked. I told him pretty much. “Humm, if no one really knew about it, it might be kind of fun in a way,” Butch replied, thinking it over in his mind.

“If you were to dance or just wait tables, no one you knew would ever know anything about it. If you want to dance, you could wear a mask also, so no one would have any idea who you were,” I suggested, as I showed him some of the underwear we got from Sasha. Butch was intrigued by what he saw, possibly a little turned on.

“Wow, I could look hot to the ladies in a pair of undies like this,” he commented. I showed him the built-in cock ring on the pairs he looked at, telling him how they enhanced the male look by bringing your junk up and outward. He wanted to know if he could try a pair on, while we were in the dressing room. I told him to knock himself out. He took off his jeans and red bikini briefs, letting his cock and balls hand free, then slipped on the fancy briefs, I showed him. I helped him get the cock ring around his dick and balls. “I can’t believe you’re touching my junk. No other guy has ever touched my junk before. It’s creepy, but it’s not bad,” he said, as I worked his dick and balls through the cock ring.

“It’s just skin, Butch. No big deal really. We don’t get hung up with that kind of stuff. This is a business, a very profitable business, and to be profitable, you have to really excite your clientele. We try to find new ways to do that all the time. So far, we’ve done a fantastic job,” I assured him. Once he had his briefs on, he modeled them in the full-length mirror where he could see three sides of him. I patted his ass. “Nice firm ass, which really turns the guys on, and look at that bulge now. I’d say you could make a small fortune dancing, if you wouldn’t mind. Might be a hell of a rush for you, actually,” I suggested. He kept looking at himself in the mirror.

“I really like these briefs, Josh. They make me look fantastic,” he said, seemingly unable to take his eyes off his own body, as if he was arousing himself. I told him to take them home with him, as with our navy blue CK’s, we had plenty of them. “Wow, this could really impress he ladies,” he said. “Thanks, Josh. You guys are the greatest,” he said. Damn, if I wasn’t starting to like the boy, but would be much happier, and breathe a lot easier when he left us.

“Hey, Butch, you’re a real lady killer in those briefs. Let’s see if we can find a few more pairs for you, if you like those. I pulled out some different ones, one a bikini cut, but with a cock ring sewed in it. He tried those on, getting a little excited when he did. He had some nice girth on his cock for sure. The bikini cut really exposed him. He was all junk in those. He thought those were a little too revealing. Then I handed him a thong. It looked like his dick was going to bust out of those in no time, as excited as he was getting. He decided he liked the briefs better, so we picked out a few pairs for him to take back.

“Can’t throw these in the wash, as Mom would freak out for sure,” Butch commented. “I’ll have to hand wash these myself. Damn, Josh, these feel great on. Might just have to wear these,” he said, running his hand over his enlarged crotch, then over his tight ass. He didn’t realize it, but he was turning me on, just watching him.

“Hey, you look great in those Butch. Take them home and have some fun with them,” I suggested. Butch smiled, proudly. He kept a pair on, then put his jeans back on and zipped up. “Love the feel of that cockring around my dick and balls, Josh. That feels fantastic,” he said smiling.

“Don’t get too excited there, Butch,” I said chuckling. He just grinned.

Dylan, Butch and I walked over to the office building construction site and inspect it, as I hadn’t seen that in some time either. We noticed several of the aluminum studs already up for the interior walls, the elevator shafts and some of the outside exterior panels in place. It was coming along nicely also. Dylan explained where we were with this project also. I was amazed at the progress being made. Butch was blown away that our company was building two large buildings. He was even more amazed that we had an aviation company with four jets, two King Airs and a Cessna 310. I told him we had two planes domiciled here at the Uni airport for us to us and to charter out, plus our own pilot here. I told him if Erin came up sometime soon, we’d fly over to his hometown to let him visit with his family. Butch wanted to know if he could see the plane when that happened. I told him, depending on the time we had, we’d fly him around the town if he wanted, so he could see where he lived from the air. That got him excited. We spent considerable time at the office building, looking around the floors that Stoney Enterprises offices would occupy. Getting cold, we finally headed back, then headed back upstairs to get comfortable again. Dylan teased Butch about his hot undies, as Dylan wore his baggy boxers. We ordered in chicken for dinner before we had to get ready for Gay Night. As the time approached, Butch became noticeably nervous. I got him another pair of navy blue boxer briefs with the contoured pouch to wear.

“I can’t believe I have to walk around with Gay guys in my underwear. That’s like asking for trouble,” Butch uttered, obviously nervous. I reminded him it was asking for money, not trouble, as our homosexual clientele was not going to rape him, but rather admire his manly physical beauty. When I put it that way, he relaxed some. Dylan told Butch he could work with him as a bar back behind the bar, except for the trips to the kitchen to get more glasses, when you might get felt up a little. Butch decided that might be the best solution, but wondered how bad it was getting felt up. Dylan was only too happy to demonstrate how that might happen, running his hand over Butch’s bulge in his briefs, cupping an ass cheek, running some fingers across his nipples, which gave Butch a thrill. All in all, Butch said it wasn’t too bad, but felt a little weird getting his junk fondled. I reminded him he could dance if he wanted. He said he’d rather stay in the background and just observe, feeling safer with Dylan. I wasn’t so sure how safe he’d be with Dylan, but he seemed to think so.

Kyle and Cam showed up for dinner and beer with us upstairs. To our surprise, Dale showed up earlier than he normally did, citing weather moving in later, so he didn’t have any scheduled charters, and thought he’d head over to help us out. I introduced Dale to Butch, as our local pilot and flight instructor. Butch was impressed with Dale, checking him out in his briefs also. Butch told Dale his chest hair was kind of sexy, saying he was sure the girls liked that. Dale gave me a disturbing look, but didn’t say anything. I winked at him, indicating I’d explain later. Dale just smiled.

Butch asked Dale several questions about flying. Dale was happy to answer all of them, even telling Butch, he was going to be instructing Cam in the very near future, as Cam wanted to become a pilot also. He told Butch, Cam had natural abilities he showed when Cam flew with him in the 310 one time. That seemed to make Cam proud to hear Dale talk about his natural ability. Butch wanted to know if he could take lessons if he was here with us next year. Dale told him he’d be happy to teach him also. That really got Butch excited, him saying that’s something he’d always wanted to learn how to do. “The possibilities are endless with you guys,” Butch said, getting more excited about becoming a part of us, if he could measure up. I still had my doubts that would ever happen, but if it made him happy to talk about it, and got us through this night without any fallout, then I wasn’t going to discourage him thinking he could join us.

The time came to go downstairs. We filed out of the apartment, and headed downstairs in our underwear. It was natural to all of us, but Butch was close to being terrified at first. Hanging close to Dylan, he seemed to relax some, especially behind the bar with all of us. As he got busy with Dylan, he seemed to relax some, not thinking as much about being practically naked in a sea of man hungry guys.

Lucky was here along with Conner and Neal. I stepped out to talk to them. They all wanted to know who the new guy was. I had to explain to them he was the homophobic brother of one of our guys in Ft. Lauderdale. That shocked Conner somewhat, asking me what he was doing here tonight. I had to explain to them what happened. Conner said he’d pray for me. I told him I needed it to get through this night.

Dylan had Butch busy working the chillers and helping him with the kegs. I saw where they did have to make a trip to the kitchen and took that opportunity to kiss Cam passionately, as I ran my hands down inside his briefs and squeezed his bare ass cheeks, exposing them some for our fans sitting at the bar. We literally got showered with dollars for that action. Kyle looked for Butch, then came and kissed me like I had Cam. He got the same bare ass treatment, getting another shower of dollars. We picked them up and put them in the tip jar. We had to stop as we saw Butch hastily making his way back to the bar, dodging the hands coming at him. Dylan took his time, enjoying the manly attention he was getting, somewhat disturbing Butch. I had to chuckle. Butch was finally behind the bar safe and sound, once again.

“It’s like a war zone out there. There’s a lot of horny guys, horny for the wrong reasons if you ask me. The place is full though, and we’re busier than hell. It’s amazing is all I gotta say,” he told us, somewhat nervous, but amazed as well.

“Wanna make some tip money?” Dylan asked Butch. Butch seemed eager, but wasn’t sure what he’d have to do for it. “Kiss me like you would your girlfriend, and you’ll make some big money,” Dylan told him. Butch got real nervous.

“You’re kidding, right?” Butch replied. Dylan told him he was serious, then grabbed Dustin and kissed him passionately, which seemed to gross out Butch, but the dollars flowed all around them. Dustin and Dylan picked up all the dollars and put them in the tip jar. Dylan told Butch, because he was the new guy, fresh meat, he could get twice that much if he kissed Dylan. “You’re a dude. I can’t kiss a dude,” Butch replied. Dylan told him to suite himself. Butch looked very concerned, but anxious also to make some money. “Can we not use tongue, and just like press our lips together?” Butch asked Dylan, who smiled, shaking his head.

“You won’t get any dollars kissing me like you do your grandmother, Butch. These guys want to see passion. It’s just a kiss. We’re not fucking, for shit’s sake,” Dylan told him. Butch looked tempted, but scared. Dylan told him he might as well go back to work then, as they had a keg that was about to kick, they needed to change. All of a sudden, Butch grabbed Dylan, catching him off-guard, and kissed him, a little awkwardly, but he tried. I doubt if there was any tongue, but at least he flat planted his lips up against Dylan’s like he meant it. Yells came from guys sitting at the bar and dollars flew. Butch got excited.

“Damn, this is crazy,” Butch said, excitedly, smiling all over the place and picking up the dollars. Dylan told him we usually put, what we got behind the bar, in the tip jar and shared it with the whole crew, but since he was the newbie, he felt like I’d let him keep it. He looked to me for approval. I nodded for him to keep what he got. He asked Dylan if they could do it again. Dylan told him to wait until later, and they could do it again. Dylan said the crowd obviously liked what they saw with our new fresh meat. Butch seemed to get excited then, having made some decent money for little or no effort. I heard Dylan tell him this was all showbiz and very lucrative at that. He told Butch to wait until he saw the dancers, as they made bank. Butch seemed to calm down and relax some. I gave him a beer, telling him that would help some. He seemed grateful for the beer and advice. He and Dylan got to work, changing out a keg or two. Butch was asking all kinds of questions from Dylan, anxious it seemed to learn all he could, which surprised me. Maybe tonight wouldn’t be the disaster I figured it for. So far, so good.

Stan and Gentry started the show. Dylan told Butch to watch with me to see what the dancers did. Butch was wide-eyed seeing how erotic Stan and Gentry were. He also noted the huge amount of cash being thrown at them for their performance. “How much do the dancers make in a night like this?” Buch asked curiously. I looked at him and smiled, trying to answer his question in an extremely loud environment. I told him, it wasn’t unusual for them to make several hundred dollars with the two shows. Butch was almost in shock. The more dancers, the more interested he seemed to be in what they were doing. He was taking it all in, which surprised me. He recognized Chase, Caleb and Dave, as being on the basketball team. He asked me if he could meet them. I told him I’d take him to meet all the guys in the dressing room between shows. For some reason, that seemed to excite him some. Butch thought our two wrestlers, Kevin and Calvin made some great wrestling moves, but pointed out their abuse of genitalia on each other, as the reason he no longer wanted to participate in the sport after high school. I had to chuckle. I reminded hm that’s what this crowd came to see, and it was all an act which yielded big dollars. I told him he could get paid lots for the little abuse he was getting anyway. He seemed to think it over some. He thought Jack and Marty were a little too gay, and was somewhat shocked by Jack’s orange pubic bush that showed above his thong. He recognized Wes from being with us. He thought Wes and Leo did a good job, more romantic, not that two guys should be romantic, but it was less bump and grind, as he put it. I asked him where he got his credentials to be a critic. He kind of smiled and shrugged his shoulders, saying it was just an observation. He remembered Rod, Lonnie and Tyler from the night before. He thought they weren’t believable enough. I reminded him they were homophobic at one time, but not anymore. Butch thought Ross, Wally and the football guys were highly entertaining and wondered if some of that grabass stuff didn’t really happen in college football locker rooms. I reminded him we were used to seeing football players pat each other on their asses. Butch said he didn’t usually see them feel each other’s crotches and dry hump one another. I told him that was showbiz there. He smiled. He couldn’t get over how ripped Ross, Wally and the other football guys were. I reminded him, he was in pretty good shape also, because of being an athlete.

“Do you think I have what it takes to dance on stage?” Butch asked me, surprising the hell out of me. I had to chuckle, which gave him concern.

“Absolutely. You’re in great shape. It’s just, I’m not sure you can pull it off as being believable. The rest of the guys have had lots of practice, that’s all,” I replied. Butch didn’t say anything after that. The first show finally ended. “Well, what do you think?” I asked him.

“Good grief, the guys practically show off everything. That takes balls,” Butch said.

“Balls, dick and ass, are actually what get them bucks. This crowd tonight is crazy and the dollars are really flying. Our guys are going to make a bundle tonight. I guess because it’s the last Gay Night until after Spring Break, so they don’t want our guys to forget who their supporters are,” I commented.

“The guys on stage don’t mind being groped and fondled by the gays?” Butch asked, somewhat naïve.

“Not when they make the kind of money they’re making tonight,” I assured him. He shook his head in disbelief. Then he asked me if the guys’ girlfriends knew they did this on the side. “Some of them do, and some of them don’t. What happens here, stays here, kind of like Las Vegas. Our dancers get a rush getting all these guys excited. Our audience wants to think they have a personal connection with our dancers. They don’t, but they fantasize about having one, and tip our guys thinking they’ve shown them their appreciation for their work. Our dancers seem grateful to them, which makes our gay crowd happy. It’s all fun, for the most part,” I explained. I could tell he was still trying to wrap his head around what I told him. “You want to go meet them? You can ask them any questions you want, and find out for yourself, how the guys take their work,” I suggested. He said, he’d like to meet the guys. I told Blake and Cam to cover for me, as I was going to introduce Butch to some of the dancers. Cam and Blake got a concerned look on their faces.

We got groped a few times on the way to the dressing room, but it was all in fun. I wasn’t sure if Butch would be angry being touched, but he mostly ignored it. One guy told him he was ‘fucking hot’ and slipped him his phone number. Butch looked embarrassed. “Well, if you don’t have a girlfriend currently, you know one guy that’d like to date you,” I chided. Butch didn’t think that was funny, and threw the number away when we got in the dressing room.

“Well, hello,” Stan told Butch and me. “Where did you get this hot male specimen?” Gentry asked. Butch gave us a look of concern. I told them this was Erin’s brother. They had met Erin when they danced at the CNB in the City. “Oh, good Lord, Erin was one hot guy. I can see where Butch gets his looks. Would love to meet his dad,” Stan replied. I kind of gave him a look to watch the gayness, as Butch was not into that.

“Why would you want to meet my dad?” Butch asked him, not sure what that was all about.

“Just to tell him what a fine-looking son he had. Erin was a class act, and I’m sure you are also,” Stan replied, easing Butch’s concern some, even though I was sure Stan thought he might have the hots for Butch’s father, as horny as Stan was.

I took Butch around to meet the other guys, explaining he was Erin’s brother to those that actually knew Erin, like Jack and Marty. I gave Jack the eye to go easy on him. Jack asked Butch if he was coming to school here. Butch told him he really wanted to, and was checking it out this weekend. He wanted to spend time with us to see what the business was all about. Jack told him the business was great, and he should get involved. I frowned at him, Jack sensing something might not be right. Jack told him that Jake, I and the team were great guys to know, and was sure we’d be helpful to him if he came to Uni. Caleb, Chase and Dave were happy to meet Butch. They knew he was a homophobe ahead of time, so just told him it was a real rush turning all the guys on and getting the cheers and money they did. Butch asked them if it was embarrassing, doing what they were doing. Chase said, they had so much fun out there acting crazy, they were never embarrassed. They said the money was ridiculous for the fun they were having. That struck a chord with Butch right off the bat.

I introduced him to Kevin and Calvin, telling Butch that Kevin and Erin were good friends, as Kevin was our suite mate in the dorm last year. Kevin told Butch we all had a great time with Erin last year, and he was good people. They talked about wrestling some, Kevin telling Butch he should go out for the team next year. Butch said he didn’t like all the personal contact, asking Kevin and Calvin if it didn’t bother them. I thought they were going to break out laughing, but I gave them a look to discourage that.

“Butch, it happens naturally in wrestling. It’s not a big deal, it’s just part of the sport that you can’t hardly avoid. You have to concentrate on your moves and bringing your opponent down, not whether you’re going to get your face wiped with someone’s junk. Concentrate on going for the pin. Don’t worry about the other. It’s not embarrassing, as it’s to be expected.

“All you guys seem very comfortable with nudity around all your friends. That amazes me. It’s all new to me, so I guess you just have to get used to it,” Butch commented.

“Yeh, not much room for modesty in our sport for sure, and it’s probably true for any sport in college. We all have to live and study together, so might was well get over any modesty problems,” Kevin told Butch, giving me a weird look, as if to ask, what was with this guy.

When I introduced him to Ross and Wally again, along with their teammates tonight, Ross picked him up and twirled him around. “Hey, our new little buddy is back,” Ross said excitedly. “Well, what’d you think about a bunch of football jocks dancing in their jocks and thongs and making those guys go crazy out there? We’re like big rock stars to these guys, and they go crazy getting a chance to see us in our altogether,” Ross chided. Butch was all smiles with the attention Ross was giving him, making him feel special.

“You guys did an amazing job. That was crazy fun,” Butch replied, excitedly.

“So, you want to dance with us for the second show, and we have some fun with you and get you a ton of money for having fun? Ross asked. Butch looked embarrassed.

“Gees, Ross, I don’t know. You’re a star, and I’m a nobody. They don’t want to see me, when they can see you,” Butch replied.

“Bullshit, Butch. You’re a hot commodity and you’re new, sow the crowd will go apeshit over you,” Ross told him. “Come on, let’s get you naked, suited up, go over a couple of plays with you and show you how to have some fun, then make you some money to take home,” Ross said, encouragingly.

“Really? Are you sure? I don’t know what to do. I don’t know any of it,” Butch replied.

“Stan, Gentry, bring this young Turk a thong, and let’s suit him up to dance with us for our next show. Our group will showcase him and get him some exposure to the masses out there that will eat him up for sure,” Rodd told Stan and Gentry.

“How much exposure are we talking about?” Butch asked. Ross laughed, telling him that was just a figure or speech. He assured him no dicks or balls would be exposed, but his hot ass might and that would definitely make him some money. Butch looked nervous as hell, but for Ross’s attention, the star quarterback of our football team, spending time with him and being a friend, he was almost willing to do just about anything. “Just don’t let anybody rape me, please,” Butch requested, making us all laugh. He didn’t think it was that funny. “What do you think, Josh? Is it okay to do this?” he asked. I could tell he wanted to, but wasn’t sure if he’d make a fool out of himself or not.

“Hey, it’s big bucks, and you get a hundred bucks from the bar just for going out on the stage, plus whatever tips you guys get in the process. Just stick with Ross, and he’ll watch after you. Follow his lead,” I told him. Butch looked nervous, but excited also, to be with Ross and his guys, something he could brag to his friends back home.

Ross knelt down and pulled down Butch’s briefs, exposing his junk to the guys. Butch immediately put his hands over his junk, modest as all get out. Ross took his hands away. “Damn, Butch, mother nature treated your right. Wally, he might put you to shame, or even me,” Ross chided, making Butch smile. “I think we need to slap a cock ring on this stud before we cover up that beautiful dick and set of balls of his. Nice bush there too, Butch. We need to show some of your bush to really get the guys salivating,” Ross commented. Butch couldn’t get over the attention he was getting, from not only Ross, but the other guys too. It was like he just got accepted into a special fraternity of celebrities. Ross wrestled a cock ring over Butch’s dick and balls, getting Butch a little excited in the process, which embarrassed Butch. “Hell, the harder it gets, the more money you make, Butch. Don’t ever get embarrassed sporting a boner. That makes you a king with the guys out there. Just remember that. They all came to see as much of you as they can see, and the more they see, the more money they’re willing to spend,” Ross informed him.

I told Butch he was in good hands, and I needed to get back to help out behind the bar, so to have fun and break some hearts out there. Butch wasn’t sure what to think about being in ‘good hands’, but was fascinated by Ross’ attention, and was lapping all that up.

“Where’s Butch?” Blake asked, when I got back finally. I told Cam and Blake what happened with Ross and Wally. They couldn’t believe our little homophobe was actually going to dance on stage. I reminded them, Butch thought Ross was a god of some type, and would almost follow him anywhere. They were blown away that Butch was actually going to go through with this.

“Surprised the hell out of me. Don’t know if he’s motivated by the fact, he gets to establish a personal relationship with our football quarterback hero, telling all his friends he and Ross are buds, or motivated by the money he thinks he can make. Then again, he might be doing this for the attention he seems to need by acting the way he does. You have to admit, scads of screaming fans adoring you on stage has to be quite a rush, and one hell of an ego boost,” I reminded them. “I’m not sure he gets that we’re all gay or just gay friendly for the benefit of the business. I haven’t figured his brain out yet, the way it thinks. He looked a little PO’d when a couple of guys playfully touched his ass on our way to the dressing room. He was still concerned about ‘the fairies’,” I said, putting up my fingers for quotation marks. Blake, Cam and Dale laughed at that one.

“Are you glad he stayed over for this?” Blake asked me. I shook my head.

“I still don’t know what to expect, or how he’ll react to all of this. He did mention that this probably should not be mentioned to his parents. That was the only shred of hope I seemed to get out of his staying. I just don’t know what to expect. All I know, is I’ll be much happier when he packs up and gets in his parent’s car tomorrow, like he should have done today. I’ll hold my breath until he has to say goodbye to us and jumps in the car with them. I just hope he keeps his mouth shut about tonight. Something tells me he won’t talk much about his wagging his ass and willie on stage to a bunch of ‘fairies’ in the audience,” I commented again, getting a laugh out of the guys.

Dylan wanted to know where his new gopher was. I told him he joined the dance troop with Ross and Wally. Dylan about shit himself. “Who is he anyway? I can’t figure him out. I thought I scared the hell out of him with what I told him in the Jeep this afternoon, telling him about guys liking to take a dick up their ass, that it was one of those things like masturbation, where your dad didn’t teach you those things, and you had to learn them from friends or older brothers. I think he really believed all that stuff. It’s a wonder he didn’t call Erin, and ask him when Erin intended to enlighten him on all this other stuff he didn’t know about,” Dylan stated. We shook our heads in dismay. “I hope we didn’t accidentally corrupt him any. Kind of scary, that boy.”

With Butch sequestered in the dressing room, we were free to do more gay antics behind the bar. Blake, Cam and I enjoyed quasi-molesting each other, with Kyle and Dale joining in from time to time. Even Jake and Terry joined in the fun. We got each other boned up rather nicely at times, generating hellacious tips in the process. At one point, when Dale rubbed him junk up against mine and his semi-hairy chest, getting me boned up, he whispered in my ear, asking if it was okay if he spent the night tonight, as his ass wanted my and Jake’s dick again. I told him most certainly, but we had to be careful of keeping out of Butch’s sight, although we’d create some kind of excuse, as I wasn’t passing up a night of bliss for Jake and me with Dale for Butch, no matter what I had to tell him. Dale grasped my hard cock through my briefs and gave it a tug, telling me he was going to have that in his ass tonight for sure. I liked the sound of that. I told him, I was going to take him flying tonight, getting a big grin out of him. Our hot little Dale was quite the item, for which I was grateful.

I asked Blake how Tim was working out tonight. Blake said Tim seemed happy again for the first time in a long time. He said he thought Tim really did miss us and was embarrassed for what happened and what he did, promising to try to never make that mistake again. At least that was a step in the right direction.

The second show finally started, which lightened our load for the moment, anyway. We got to watch a little of the show. Generally, the second show got a little sexier than the first. The guys tried to spice it up a little and change it around from the first show, as most of our clientele came for both shows, although guys came and went, some coming just for hookups, then disappearing somewhere to have sex, I was sure. Conner told me, at one time, there were a lot of steamy car windows on cold nights out in the parking lot while the shows were going on. I could only imagine, remembering Jake and I steaming up the Lincoln windows in his backseat, when we both lived in the dorms. It was amazing how times hadn’t changed.

Riley stopped in to say hi, thinking he wouldn’t get a chance to see us before he took off for LA, and we took off for Key West. He admitted that he thought we had the better deal, and wished he could be with us. I reminded him he had a lucrative modeling contract. “I know I do, but I’m going to have to see Thorny out there, and I really don’t want to have to see or work with him again, since he has a new boyfriend. He says he wants to be ‘friends’. I know what that means,” Riley stated, rolling his eyes. I asked him what it meant. “It means I have to have dinner with him, hang out with him, listen to his dull boring stories, and then go to bed without any sex. I have to admit, if it wasn’t for the sex, and that cute uncut cock of his, which he tore up my ass with, I probably wouldn’t have paid him much attention. I just have to find a newbie this year, take him under my wing, and hope he has a decent cock to keep my ass happy,” Riley added. I told him to find a good one, and make Thorny jealous. He said he fully intended to. “Oh, and I didn’t tell you the best part. My agent got me a screen test while I’m there for some crazy sitcom show. Might be kind of fun. He told me, I had the sweet innocent boy look, which the casting crew was looking for. I don’t know, it’s some new show that’s coming out in the fall. I’d have to leave Uni and go finish up my education out there, which I don’t really want to do,” Riley replied. I smiled.

“Could be a hell of a shot for you, Riley. Don’t want to miss an opportunity like that, if it’s possible,” I replied. He rolled his eyes.

“You know how fake everything is in that world, Josh. I want to deal with real people. I need a meaningful relationship with a hot guy that loves me for being Riley, not someone famous on TV. I just want to be little ole me, and have my ass attended to when I need it, which is practically all the time,” Riley replied. “By the way, who was that new guy I saw you with a while ago? He had a nice-looking basket on him. You try that out yet?” Riley asked, making me chuckle. I explained Butch’s situation to him, making him shake his head, and tell me it’s a damn shame, as guys that hot shouldn’t be straight. On that point, I had to agree.

I had to stop my conversation with Riley, directing his attention to the stage where Ross, Wally, his teammates, and now Butch took the stage after Allen announced a newcomer to tonight’s line up, direct from San Francisco, with a dick guaranteed to please any ass out there, as he introduced Butch, holding up his hand. The crowd went wild. I could see the excitement in Butch’s eyes. He was the man. All eyes centered on him. Butch had a football uniform on, although the top was only halfway down his chest, exposing most of his abs, treasure trail and belly button. “Put your hands together to welcome Butchie, the butch man with the big cock,” Allen announced, as the crowd continued to cheer for Butch. I don’t think Butch could have been more excited. I couldn’t wait to see what Ross was going to have him do. Ross hollered ‘huddle’, then they got in a huddle together. The next thing you knew their jerseys came flying off and thrown off stage. Then they did a small lineup, with Butch as the center. Ross stuck his hands between Butch’s legs and rubbed his crotch, then stuck his hands up in the air, while the crowd screamed for the guys to ‘take it off’. Butch hiked the ball to Ross, who threw it to Phil who caught it. Instead of tackling Phil, Wally pulled his shorts down revealing Phil in just a jock as they ran around the stage. Then there was another huddle, and this time shorts came flying off. The boys were down to wearing jocks, thin ones that showed off a lot of their manhood. Ross felt off Butch’s basket again, running his hands up and down Butch’s thighs, then over his junk, to the delight of the audience. The guys were yelling for Ross to fuck him. Ross gave him a couple of dry humps, thrusting his junk up against Butch’s ass, while he held his hips, then reached around and gave Butch/s cock and balls a good rub, getting the crowd all worked up. Dollars were flying everywhere. Butch’s eyes got real big. Butch hiked the ball and threw it to Wally. Phil caught Wally and pulled down his jock exposing his small thong he had on and a mass of pubic bush. The guys ran around the stage trying to tackle one another, which looked more like molesting one another, until they all ended up with just thongs on. At that point, Butch was showing a nice mass of pubic hair also, making him look sexier than hell. They huddled once again, then started making out with one another, running their hands all over each other’s chests, playing with nipples, running hands down inside the front of thongs, squeezing dicks and balls. Dollars were flying everywhere. Somehow, Butch ended up on Ross’ shoulders, his crotch pressed up against the back of Ross’ neck, as Ross paraded him around the stage. Butch seemed to be excited with the whole bit. Ross flipped Butch around until he had Butch in his arms with Butch’s legs wrapped around Ross’ pelvis, with Ross holding him there and dry humping the hell out of Butch, then laying Buch down on a mat, he raised Butch’s ass in the air and went for his asshole, pretending to rim the poor boy. The others pushed Ross aside and each took their turns acting like they were rimming Butch, then supposedly fucking his sweet ass. Dollars were everywhere. It was crazy fun and excitement, and hot as hell. I couldn’t believe that Butch went along with whatever they wanted to do with him. I had to be proud of him for being a good sport. I just hoped he wasn’t mad at the guys for the way they abused him on stage.

“That dude is one hot piece of ass, Josh,” Riley commented. “You have to tap that and tell he how it was. Damn, he’s hot.”

“Riley, he’s more like a cocky homophobe. I can’t believe he let those guys do what they did to him,” I commented, somewhat in awe of what I witnessed. The act finally ended with the guys passing Butch around between them with him bent over in front of them, the guys having their way with him. He looked excited, not just in facial expressions, but he had a nice bulge in his thong also, with pubes sticking out the side of his pouch. Ross finally held Butch’s hand up in the air, as they took their final bow, before heading back into the dressing room. Dollars continued to fly, with the guys coming back out for a second bow, generating more dollars. It was totally amazing.

Riley gave me a hug after the show, as the bar started to thin out. I wished him luck in LA, telling him to keep in touch. We’d see him when he got back. He told me not to wear out my dick while on Spring Break, as he wanted some of that when he returned. I told him not to worry, but wanted to hear about his new boyfriend, when he returned. He just laughed and waved me off.

Allen was auctioning off the cum soaked thongs of the guys. Remarkably, he had one signed by Butch, which shocked the hell out of me. The damned thing went for almost $200, which shocked me even more. Even Dylan was amazed. Wes and Leo came out first. Leo headed out to find Allen and OBB, excited about another forthcoming night of getting his ass filled up. I drew Wes a beer, who said he really needed one. He was thirsty from all the craziness on stage under the hot lights. Wes told us he was amazed at how well Butch did performing with Ross, Wally and his group, saying he was a natural. I told him I wasn’t sure what he was a natural at, making Wes chuckle. “Well at least he seemed to know how to shake his booty and grind him hips, titillate the guys, at least a hell of a lot better than Harvey ever could,” Wes commented. He did have a point. I asked him if he’d run into Harvey since Thursday night when the proverbial shit hit the fan. Wes smiled. Wes said he saw him at the frat house a couple of times, but didn’t stop to talk to him. They hadn’t had a Lacrosse practice since we met, so he wasn’t sure what that was going to be like, especially when the guys found out that Tim quit because of Harvey. He said Harvey wasn’t getting off too easy on this one. I told Wes, I was done dealing with him. Tim was wrong to do what he did, but Harvey could have been a decent guy, and ended the situation in a thoughtful way, instead of blowing up the way he did. Wes totally agreed.

Rod, Tyler and Lonnie were right behind Wes and Leo emerging from the dressing room. Jack and Marty came right behind Rod’s group. “So where’d you find the fresh meat?” Jack asked. I rolled my eyes.

“Be careful there, Jack. That one’s not exactly gay friendly, although you couldn’t tell it from the way he acted. I told Jack he was Erin’s brother. Jack knew Erin only too well.

“Well then, he should know exactly what he’s doing. Erin had a sweet ass for sure. Maybe Butch has one also,” Jack suggested. I told him the two were as different as night and day, so not to get his hopes up. Jack shook his head, as if he was disappointed.

“You guys are terrible, talking about other guys like that,” Lonnie piped in. Jack told Lonnie, he’d take him on sometime, and show him just how terrible it could be, only he’d be begging for more. Lonnie said he had enough trouble with Dylan. Jack turned his attention to Dylan.

“Hey, you want some of this orange bush, Dylan?” Jack asked. Dylan smiled, telling Jack he had more than enough dick and cock to take care of him these days. Jack looked disappointed. Dylan told him that orange bush of his did get him considerable attention on stage. “Yep, Marty and I have two guys we’re meeting up with in a half-hour. Gonna get our dicks deep in some strange boy ass tonight,” Jack said, excitedly. Lonnie shook his head.

I drew Kevin and Calvin a beer when they emerged. They couldn’t get over how a guy that complained about wresting, as too much of a contact sport with singlet junk wiping your face, could do what he did later with Ross and Wally. I told them, Butch must have recovered from his modesty, rather quickly. Kevin said he must have, the way he was going at it with Ross. I told them all, I fully expected him to retreat to the dressing room and forget about the whole thing, but he looked like he was having fun onstage. They all agreed he had fun alright. “If he comes to Uni next year, we need to talk him into wrestling as we need some new recruits. We didn’t get that many Freshmen this year, so we’re down a few guys. Josh, you need to help us talk him into going out for the team,” Kevin told me.

“Hey you guys recruit him, not me. Start playing around with him like he did with Ross and maybe he’ll wanna join up,” I suggested. “I didn’t see any evidence of genital face rubs stopping him tonight. I think I saw just the opposite,” I replied. All the guys said they thought the same way.

Finally, Ross, Wally, Phil, Butch, and the rest of the football guys made it out. “Sorry you had to wait on us. We had to have a little fun in the shower back there. We had to get our new player to wash the sweat off our nuts first,” Ross chided. I wasn’t sure what that was all about, as I rolled my eyes.

“Not true,” Butch jumped in, but these guys are great, Josh. No wonder they’re good friends. They think the world and all of you and Jake,” Butch added.

“Hey, Josh, I think you have a new star here in Butch. He just jumped in there and did everything like we suggested. Kid made a small fortune in tips, and got a hell of a lot for the thong he sold, all nasty. I think he outsold me for my thong I sold tonight,” Ross commented.

“They’ve had your cum on thongs for a long time, Ross. Butch is new meat, so they wanted some fresh cum,” Wally joked. Butch rolled his eyes.

“Actually, it was Sandy that took care of the jizz for me to sell a thong. That boy has a big cock, in case you didn’t know, Josh. I mean it’s really big. Anyway, he lined up six thongs on a table in there and shot a load putting two strings of cum across all six of those thongs. He never flinched, just rubbed one off in front of all of us and jizzed up all six thongs. Don’t think I could have done that in front of all those guys. I’m too shy. First time I ever saw another guy nut in person. Wow, that was something else,” Butch exclaimed. Ross laughed, slapping Butch on the back.

“You hang out with us some when you get to school, and you’ll see a lot of cum from other guys,” Ross told him.

“You guys do fuck girls, don’t you?” Butch asked, somewhat joking but with a slight tinge of seriousness. Ross laughed.

“Dude, we fuck anything with a hole, don’t we Wally?” Ross laughed.

“Butch, just don’t bend over in front of Ross off stage, or what happened on stage might be the real thing off stage. I made that mistake too many times. Getting to where I like it anymore now,’ Wally joked. Everyone laughed.

“Everyone is so much fun here, Josh. These guys are all great. This has been the greatest weekend ever. The only bad part about it is, I can’t tell a soul what I did, other than just antics, I guess.” Ross told him not to worry about his reputation hanging with guys, as they’d protect him and get him laid in the process. That’s all Butch needed to hear. He was so excited about tonight, he couldn’t hardly stand it, telling us all what a rush that was on stage, flaunting your junk, like you had the biggest cock in the world that everyone just had to have. He was something else.

 

[highflyer99]

Wow, this chapter was so entertaining, so much fun! Loved the description of the entertainment, the conversations, catching up with Dale, Riley, Kevin and Calvin, even Jack.

Ok, so I'm certain: Butch is gay. He's not sure about his feelings yet, but he's plenty curious. He's been hiding his feelings behind that macho facade - completely understandable, given his father's attitude. But when he got the encouragement from Ross to drop his inhibitions and play to the crowd of horny gay guys, he seized it and ran with it and loved it! I reckon it awakened some new feelings in him. Or reinforced some feelings, more likely.

He can't be relaxed and open about it all yet, though. But once he finds out that nearly all the guys he's with right now, including Ross and Wally, are gay, he'll feel much more comfortable about opening up about his real feelings. Surely that has to happen tonight. Somehow. I reckon Dylan would be only too happy to educate Butch in the ways of male to male intimacy (while Josh and Jake are busy with Dale).

Well, that's my little fantasy. You said we'd find out in the next chapter how it turns out, FT, and I can't wait!

Looking forward to my bent bros' comments. Hope you're all staying healthy and happy.

Cheers, HF

 

[Thanatos]

I agree with HF this was an entertaining chapter, in many many ways.

Now, about Butch, I think he's maybe the dumbest jock, with his head full of what he's been told or he heard about gays, or he's a closeted gay, who doesn't have yet a word to define his true self.

Anyway, it was a funny Gay's night and I can't wait to hear what will happen during the night
Will Butch be Dylanized, since they're sharing the bedroom?

As always, great work so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming

 

[bs29697]

I agree with what HF and Thanatos have commented about this chapter.

Butch has his head full of the crap his father tells him about gays that I don't think he wants to disappoint his father that he is gay too. There is no way Butch couldn't say the routine he did with Ross wasn't gay he was more than ok with it or he would have ran off the stage no matter how star struck he is of Ross & Wally if he was offended.

I am excited for Wednesday night to read how the night ended. I know this will be out of the question but it would be nice if Butch asked Dylan to show him the ropes of gay sex since he thinks every guy except him knows because Erin wasn't close by to guide him.

Brian

 

[bigcannon]

Brian, Thanatos and HF did a great job of analyzing this neat chapter. We're not really sure if Butch has an interest or not. Maybe he only knows he has to be macho and can't have feelings towards those of his own sex. Listening to his father about bedding as many woman as you can while you're single has him fixated on just that, with the thought of dipping your weenie in boy ass just doesn't resonate with him at all. Some exposure to both might help him make up his own mind. We don't know what kind of heterosexual experiences he's had. You'd think if he was truly a ladies' man, he'd be bragging about his conquests, but nothing has been mentioned about any of that. That could mean he hasn't had any to brag about, but doesn't want to appear a virgin to the rest of the guys, thinking guys his age should have already had several experiences, which isn't necessarily true at all. Butch did have a good time hanging with the bros, enjoying the first show and then hanging with Ross and Wally doing the second show. His ego grew quite large when he figured out he was a hit on stage becoming quite the showoff. It will be interesting to see where you take this, FT. I'm anxious to find out, as usual.

Spring Break is coming up where there promises to be a lot of shenanigans going on with so much fun, naked and free at the PF. Got to be a riot. Cant wait for what's coming up. It's all great. Keep it up, FT. You now we love it all. BC

I also liked revisiting some of the older characters we haven't heard much from lately. That always enriches the story for me for some reason.

 

[Kyanimal]

^^^^ Bent Buds ROCK!

Just a quick note to let you know how much FUN Butch's visit has been so far! And, Dylan! What a BLAST!

Butch is on the bubble between high school and LIFE! He's discovering he doesn't know Everything after all. You're writing him perfectly, FT!

Gotta scoot!

Write ON!!
Chaz

 

[funtimes]

Whew! Just finished writing and proof reading tonight's chapter. Talk about down to the wire. Anyway, I promised you this chapter. It seemed painful to write, as I wasn't feeling good down with a huge horrible head cold, my imagination not what it usually is and just worn out, trying to work through this week, but I got it done. I wasn't sure if it was going to make much sense at the time I struggled to write this chapter in short bursts when i like long sessions which are more coherent. Actually, I was surprised at how well it came out overall getting the points across I intended to make. I hope it makes sense to you all as well. Maybe I can write while I'm sick. But, there are those that would say I'm sick for what I write, although we just call it bent. Nonetheless, thanks for all the great comments and we will try to trudge ahead. Spring Break is coming up soon. Hope all of you are healthy and happy these days. Hang in there and I'll try to have something again on Saturday night. Huggs, FT

PS. I love Dylan. So glad you guys love Dylan also. He's just the best.

 

[funtimes]

Chapter 536 – Butch’s Continuing Education

Butch couldn’t stop talking about the rush he got on stage flaunting his junk and being pretend molested by Ross, someone he admired, and was extremely grateful he became Ross’ friend. Butch was still telling us about the excitement when we got comfortable in our briefs up in our apartment where we could relax and have a beer together, celebrating another successful and profitable Gay Night. Wes, Cam and Kyle also joined us for a beer in the relaxed comfort of our apartment.

“Wes, it is a thrill knowing you have all those eyes on you while you’re onstage, isn’t it?” Butch asked Wes, knowing Wes was only too familiar with flaunting his junk on stage. Wes smiled.

“I have to admit, I thought it was embarrassing as hell the first time I did it, but after that, it was kind of fun, knowing you’re the object of desire for that crowd who are throwing dollars at you. The money is great for having so much fun,” Wes replied. Butch told him he could say that again. Butch figured he made over $450.00 tonight with what he made off his cum soiled thong, the $100 for dancing and then over a $150 in tips. He said he made bank tonight for sure, all for having fun.

“Hey you had some interesting moves out there tonight, Butch. I mean, you really got it going. That crowd loved you. I liked the part when you bent over, stuck your ass to the crowd and swiveled your it around. Show us how you did that,” Wes asked him. Butch set his beer down, then stood up in front of us all, bent over, dropped his briefs in the back, baring his buns, then swiveled his ass around to the cheers of all of us, giving a nice view of his thick dirty blonde ass crack hair. Almost made my dick hard. Oaky, he was showing off again. He then stood up and dropped the front of is briefs down to the base of his cock, showing off his entire pubic bush, and did a tantalizing dance for us, as we clapped to encourage more. Dylan shook his head not believing Butch had become such a showoff. At the end, he flashed us his cock and balls.

“No modesty here,” I chided. “Looks like our guy just turned pro.” We all laughed. Butch asked Wes to show him a couple of moves he made with Leo when he was performing. Wes looked embarrassed, but stood up, telling Butch he’d have to be Leo for him to demonstrate some of their more passionate moves. Butch said he definitely wanted to learn more moves. Wes approached Butch from behind grinding his junk up against Butch’s ass, as he hugged him from behind, running his hands over Butch’s nipples, down his treasure trail and then sticking his hands down the front of Butch’s briefs, groping his junk, as he kissed the back of Butch’s neck.

“Fuck, that damn near got me excited,” he said, as Wes let him go, feeling the growth in Butch’s crotch.

“Hey, you’ve got some meat down there between your legs for sure,” Wes told Butch, who was a little embarrassed he was getting an erection. “Don’t worry about your boner, Butch, as that just makes you more money when you get excited dancing,” Wes told him. Butch was still a little embarrassed.

“That was hot, Wes. I have to say, that was really hot. When I was dancing with Ross and Wally, it was all fun antics and a lot of quick action. With you, it was slow and romantic. I didn’t know a dude could make another dude feel like that,” Butch replied. Wes smiled, patting him on the back.

“We’re just as erotic between one another as we are with women, Butch. Sometimes even more, I think,” Wes replied.

“Butch I could do things to you that would make you beg for more,” Dylan chided, peaking Butch’s curiosity. Butch smiled at Dylan, as if to wonder what Dylan could do to him.

“Wes, do you ever get aroused, and pop a boner performing?” Butch asked. Wes smiled.

“Hell yes. It’s not hard to do with all the close intimate personal contact Leo and I do on stage. Leo gets a boner all the time, which is good, because he has a small penis, and getting hard helps fill him out more down there. You’ve got plenty down there, and don’t have to worry about that, but poor Leo kind of got left behind in the penis department,” Wes explained.

“Really? Leo has a small dick?” Butch asked. Wes told him it was true. “He didn’t look that small.” Wes had to explain to Butch about the apparatus Leo wore in his thong to make him look larger down there. “Damn, I need to get me one of those to wear in my jeans to get more attention from the girls,” Butch replied.

“You don’t need anything extra there, Butch. Nature took care of you nicely,” Wes told him. Dylan agreed. Butch blushed.

“Wes, show me how you picked up Leo, and he put his legs around your waist as you pretended to fuck him,” Butch asked. Wes stood in front of Butch, then with Butch’s arms around Wes’ neck, Wes hiked Butch up so his feet were around Wes’ waist, their junk pressed up against one another. Then Wes dry humped Butch from the front as Wes held Butch up against him, his hands supporting Butch by gripping his ass cheeks. Then Wes kissed Butch, catching Butch off-guard at first, but then Butch getting into it the more it went. Wes had Butch kissing passionately before they were done. Wes acted like he had an orgasm up Butch’s ass, then kissed him one more time, and set him down. Butch had a full boner going now, he was so turned on.

“Okay, that was wild and crazy. I can understand why the guys loved your act. That was wild. I never felt anything like that before in my life. Hell, besides play kissing Dylan for tips behind the bar tonight, my lips have never touched another dude’s. Damn, I swear I’m turning gay,” Butch said, shaking his head, wondering about himself. Wes, who showed no signs of a boner at all, patted him on the back, telling him he just got lost in the act, which was a good thing, as it looked real. “You’re one hell of a coach, Wes. You could direct the shows with the moves you know,” Butch exclaimed.

“Ah, it’s just what you feel like at the moment. Leo kind of indicates what he wants me to do. He’s the director, and I just go along with whatever he wants to do,” Wes replied. “He’s a pretty passionate guy, so I kind of know what he likes. It helps to have a partner you know you can pretty much do anything with. It wasn’t like that at first, as it was all foreign and concerning to me, but, hell, now anything goes, and both of us are good with anything. We haven’t grossed one another out so far,” Wes replied. Butch smiled

“That’s good to know. I wasn’t sure about doing stuff with Ross tonight, but it all happened so fast, I didn’t have time to react to anything or overthink it. I guess that was a good thing,” Butch commented. I was sure it was.

It was getting late. Kyle, Cam and Wes got dressed to head out. I got the impression Cam wanted to stay the night again, but wasn’t sure about staying with Butch here, since we’d have to explain ourselves. It was just as well, as Dale was definitely wanting to stay, unbeknown to Cam. I told them we probably wouldn’t do any reno work at Rod’s tomorrow since we had mid-terms starting Monday, but we would have our weekly steak fry tomorrow night at the house if they wanted to come. All three said they’d be there. The three headed out, Kyle planning on dropping Wes off at the frat. We got bro hugs as they left, even Butch, who gave Wes an extra special hug. Wes apologized for turning Butch on, saying he didn’t mean to do that. Butch told him it wasn’t his fault, as he didn’t know what caused it. They both laughed, then they were gone.

“Come on, Magic Mike, let’s get a shower and then I’ll beat your ass with one of my video games before we crash,” Dylan told Butch. Butch said he had a lot of makeup to blast off him, so he needed a shower. Jake, Dale and I joined them, knowing we wanted out assholes clean for some fun to begin just as soon as we shut our bedroom door.

We filed into the shower. “Dude, what’s the matter with your dick?” Butch asked Dylan, obviously never having seen an uncut cock before. Dylan shook his head.

“Hey, I didn’t mutilate my cock like your parents did yours, Butch. My dick is intact, just the way I was born. Yours has been mutilated,” Dylan replied. Butch looked clueless. Dylan picked up Butch’s cock in his hand, causing Butch to jump back. “Don’t be so jumpy. I’m just going to show you something,” Dylan said, as he grabbed Butch’s penis again. “See the scar marks where your foreskin was removed? You’ve been circumcised just like Dale, Josh and Jake. They all have that little scar on their dicks. I wasn’t circumcised. I still have my foreskin,” Dylan said, proudly, as he slipped the head of his penis in and out of his foreskin. Butch was fascinated by what Dylan showed him.

“Can I touch it to see what it feels like?” Butch asked Dylan, intrigued by what he saw.

“Hell, you can suck on it for all I care,” Dylan chided, making Butch roll his eyes. Butch slipped Dylan’s foreskin down his shaft, then up over the head again, noticing an inch of more of loose skin hanging at the end of Dylan’s penis.

“I’ve never touched another dude’s dick before, and never seen one that looked like this. How do you piss with all that hanging on the end of your dick?” Butch asked. Dylan said he just slid the foreskin back if he wanted to, or not. Either way didn’t stop him from pissing, it all came out in the end. Butch was totally enamored with Dylan’s cock, asking all kinds of questions. “I’ve learned so much in the last couple of days, it’s amazing,” Butch stated. Dylan told Butch, he needed to stop playing with his cock or it was going to unload a lot of cum on him. Butch dropped Dylan’s cock and smiled. “Sorry, it’s just I’ve never seen anything like it before, and never knew ones like these existed. Dylan told him if he’d been born in Great Britain, he would have had a penis just like his, as they usually didn’t circumcise their baby boys in that country. Butch was fascinated by that. “Good grief, your balls hang low. Is that what they call, ‘low hangers’?” Butch asked. Dylan smiled again, then stretched his ball sack down as far as he could, then moved his hips to twirl his balls around, showing off. Butch chuckled, as he marveled at Dylan’s antics.

“I think you’re fascinated with my junk, Butch. I think you need to get up close and personal with it, and check it out. Can’t hurt anything,” Dylan chided. Butch got embarrassed.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be that nosey, but this is all new to me. I see other guys in the locker room and Erin, when he lived at home all the time, but I’ve never seen what you call an uncircumcised penis before, and even low hangers like what you have. You probably think I’m weird, but I’m really just curious,” Butch replied. Dylan said he was good, as he was glad Butch got to learn something Dylan thought he should know. Butch thanked him for being such a good sport.

As we were drying off, Dylan told Butch whoever lost the video game, two out of three, had to suck the other’s cock. Butch about shit himself, saying he just had to win the game then. They were still arguing over what was to happen when they finally closed their door, after walking back to their room with just their towels wrapped around their waist. As the door closed, I felt more comfortable about Butch’s visit, thinking we just had him for a couple of hours in the morning, then we got to send him home, hopefully for good. Jake said he didn’t see any irreparable damage with his visit, thinking we might have escaped having to explain anything to the parents. I told him, I felt relieved at that thought myself, as he wasn’t weirded out anytime during his visit, and seemed to actually enjoy himself.

“So, what do you think we tell Erin?” Jake asked me.

“We tell Erin to tell Butch the truth, and let the chips fall where they may,” I replied. Jake felt the same way. “Ironically, had the kid stayed a couple more days, we might have changed his mind on a lot of things. He seemed like he was coming around some,” I replied. Jake felt the same way. Butch had certainly warmed up to Ross, which was probably a great guy to have break Butch in for gay antics, since Butch idolized Ross as much as he did. I was sure Butch felt like anything Ross did was great, and if Ross could do it, he could do it also without fear of embarrassment. I felt comfortable that no damage was done or no secrets exposed while Butch was here with us. I was going to insist that Erin get his ass up here and come clean with his family. It was past time, as far as I was concerned.

“I don’t know about Butch’s problems or Erin’s, but I do know if I don’t get those two beautiful cocks up my ass and soon, I’m going to have a major problem with blue balls,” Dale joked. We were standing there naked with this beautiful male specimen talking about a cocky homophobe, when there was passion to be had in our own bedroom with someone we totally loved. We got right to work.

Jake and I quickly got to work worshiping Dale’s hot body, practically licking every square inch of it. We licked his pits, nibbled on his nipples, nuzzled his ears, stroked his rock hard penis, fondled and sucked on his balls, inhaled his cock in our mouths, licked his taint, penetrated his asshole with our tongues, kissed his inner thighs, even sucked on his toes and fingers. We did, what amounted to torturing the boy sexually, him wanting desperately to cum in just a short while. We wouldn’t let him, however, wanting to edge him continuously for as long as we could. He finally begged us to fuck him causing us to cave, his pleas were so desperate. Jake penetrated him first, as I fucked his face, while playing with his nipples. I then straddled his head, letting him lick my ass for a bit, before Jake wanted to change places. Dale said he was just about to cum, and couldn’t we wait just a few more moments. We gave in to his plea this time, as Jake gave our boy a few more hard thrusts of his mighty penis up Dale’s ass, causing his cock to convulse big thick globs of cum onto his abs and stomach, Dale letting out a guttural sound as his cock evacuated his balls. Jake and I ran our fingers through his thick cum, picking up globs and feeding it to one another and Dale. Didn’t want him to miss out on his own treat. Dale seemed grateful for our sharing.

“Good grief, sex is unbelievable with you guys. Talk about draining your balls. Whew, that was amazing. I’m all wet from sweating. You guys are merciless,” Dale exclaimed, as he tried to catch his breath. I ran a finger around one of his nipples, playfully teasing him. He pulled my finger to him and sucked on it. “You guys are the best ever. Don’t know what I ever did without you two in my life. It was just me and my hand, unfortunately. I’m so happy you guys took me under your wing and taught me how to really share some intense physical love,” Dale commented. Jake and I took turns kissing him.

“Wait until you have an overnighter with Tom and James. You think Jake and I are bad. You haven’t been fucked until those dicks get hold of you. I mean, WOW, they’re something else, passionate as hell also,” I informed him.

“Good grief, I can fly with them in the Citations, then get fucked by them at night. I can’t imagine anything more fantastic than that,” Dale replied, somewhat excitedly.

“Well, you could fly in the Citations, then fuck Jake and I at night, but it would probably be about the same,” I chided. He pulled me to him and kissed me passionately.

“I love you guys more than anything. You know that,” he replied, not wanting Jake and me to think he was more excited being with Tom and James in a Biblical way. I told him we completely understood, and probably would feel the same way. We all had a chuckle.

We did some light foreplay for several minutes, then informed Dale, we were riding his cock now. He said he didn’t know how long he could hold on, as our asses were pretty damned hot. I told him to lie back and relax and we’d ride his cock, our asses loving it like it should be loved. That we did, plus playing with his balls and asshole in the process. Jake and I rotated off and on his pulsating cock, enjoying the feel of him inside us. Dale had one nice cock for sure, one your ass just adored, and didn’t want the ride to ever end. All good things must come to an end, and it wasn’t long until Jake and I showered poor Dale with the creamy white liquid of our loins, as we pumped him dry a second time, all three of us making a deposit on Dale’s abs. I leaned down and sucked his cock dry, once he gave up his load. Damn he tasted good. Jake and I fell down beside him.

“I wish we could stay like this forever. I’ve never felt so great in all my life. Being with you guys this way is fantastic. I can’t get over how wonderful and real it feels,” Dale told us, between kisses, as we rubbed our hands over his glorious beautiful naked body and stimulated certain sensitive parts. Dale seemed blissful at the moment. Jake and I were extremely grateful to have Dale as such a close friend, and be able to share a close intimacy with him. I think he liked it the more we had a chance to share with one another.

We woke up fairly early for a Sunday morning. Dale said he and Greyson had a charter later this morning, and he needed to get to the airport to pull the King Air out of the hanger and preflight the aircraft. We were able to squeeze in a little more intimacy in the shower with one another before he had to leave. Jake and I thought it would be early enough we wouldn’t run into Butch. I was surprised that Dylan wasn’t up either. We were just drying off when Gabe arrived with the donuts and started making coffee. Dale was able to have a couple of donuts with us and some coffee, then kissed us goodbye rather passionately, heading off to the airport. I told him if he got back in time, to come to the house for steaks tonight. He said he wouldn’t miss that for the world.

Tim and Blake wandered out of their room next, then Zach and Brady. We still hadn’t seen Dylan yet, which was starting to concern us. Eventually Dylan popped out and joined us in the kitchen. “Magic Mike sleeping in this morning, or is he working on getting rid of his morning wood?” I jokingly asked. Dylan smiled.

“He’ll be along in a minute, I suspect. I think his parents just called and said they’d be here in an hour to pick him up. His dad was still trying to get back for something he had to do today. He told them he was having a great time with some great guys, and really liked the idea of joining up with us like Erin had,” Dylan told us. I rolled my eyes.

“I guess we’re going to have to make a decision as to whether we can handle him, and if we can’t, Erin has to be the one to tell him he didn’t make the cut,” I mentioned. Dylan smiled, just as we heard Butch emerge from the bedroom and make his way to the kitchen.

“Sorry, guys, just telling the folks what a great time we had last night,” Butch announced, giving me some concern. He saw the look I gave him. “Don’t worry, Josh. For their sake, since they asked, it was a huge night with all kinds of customers and we were busier than hell. I told them how excited I was to get to help out on such a busy night. Dad even said he was glad I got to witness that, and even happier, I got to help. They said they’d be here in about an hour, so I have time for a donut or two, coffee and a quick shower in that fantastic shower you guys have. Damn, I’m going to miss that shower for sure,” Butch told us. We all smiled.

“Glad you liked it, and glad you saw the purpose of it, how convenient it is with this many guys in the apartment,” I told him.

“I definitely see your point, Josh, for that reason and more,” he replied, making me wonder what he meant by that.

“Butch, I think you need to spend a weekend or a few days in Ft. Lauderdale with your brother before you decide which school you want to go to. I mean the weather is great down there. They sure don’t have any winter like we have here,” I explained. Butch didn’t seem too happy with that suggestion.

“Erin and I don’t really get along all that well, Josh. I mean, he’s my older brother, and I have to love him, but we’re two different people. We’re not like one another at all. He’s quiet, somewhat meek and laid back. I’m more for having fun, assertive and not laid back at all. I mean how many guys that have never been to a gay party show up and wag their willies at the clients their first time to something like that? I’d say, I had some pretty big stones to do what I did last night. Wouldn’t you agree?” Butch asked. I rolled my eyes, but he was right.

“Erin is more laid back and quiet, certainly not as assertive as you are for sure, Butch. It takes a combination of people with all personalities to make something work like we have here. Look at Trevor and Andy. Those two are entirely different. Even Jake and I are different, but together we’re great,” I replied, giving him a couple of examples.

“I know, but Erin and I are too close. He had goofy friends and I had cool friends. I was outgoing, and he was kind of a recluse, except for swimming, which he’d never miss a practice or a meet. I used to accuse him of joining the swim team just so he could be with naked boys at practice and at meets. That used to piss him off like you wouldn’t believe. He didn’t have the sense of humor I had for sure,” Butch informed us, making me shake my head.

“You guys must have had some things in common,” I replied. Butch smiled.

“He did teach me how to jack off. I will give him credit for that. Maybe he just wanted to see my dick, I don’t know. But I was grateful for the training anyway. That was the single most wonderful thing he ever did for me. Other than that, we avoided one another pretty much. May not be that way forever, but let’s just say, I’ve enjoyed having my own privacy at home and not having to deal with him. I enjoyed him being in school, and not having to put up with him at home. We get along better that way,” Butch admitted.

“Erin was very thoughtful around all of us, Butch, a trait we really admired. He cared about all of us as his close friends. You said his friends are goofy, so does that include us? You calling us goofy? I had to ask. Butch shook his head.

“Hell no. You guys are way too cool. Don’t know how he found you guys, and you befriended him. That really blows my mind. Didn’t think anyone would want to be his friend as goofy as he was, but hey, maybe he’s changed some,” Butch replied. I smiled.

“Erin is a thoughtful, caring friend, Butch. We trust him with everything, and we’ll support him with everything we have. He’s a true brother, the kind we look for when bringing guys into our brotherhood. We’re not interested in self-indulging individuals that care only about themselves. You have to truly care about your brothers to be part of our family. We have to be certain of that before we let any newbies in. Can’t have someone spoiling our ranks,” I told him. Butch wasn’t sure what to say, being very careful not to hurt his chances of joining our ranks.

“Josh, I can see why Erin cares about you guys. He probably didn’t have that many friends in his life that cared about him before meeting you guys. Truth is, I don’t either. Hell, we didn’t care that much about each other, but I sense that changing meeting up with you guys. He seems to be more concerned about me now than he ever did before. I was glad when he said he’d set up a visit with you guys for this weekend. Oh, but he told me not to fuck it up. I hope I didn’t do that, anyway,” Butch chided, making us smile.

“No, you were different this time. You came out of the box a little strong on Friday, but last night, you treated our clientele with respect, which impressed us, showing us you are tolerant of others,” I replied. He smiled.

“Hey, the fairies were a lot of fun. I just never spent that much time around any of them to know they’re decent guys also. I learned a lot last night for sure,” Butch replied.

“Could you not call them fairies, and show a little more respect referring to them as gay, if you have to?” I asked him. “We don’t use the labels faggots and fairies around here, out of respect for one another,” I told him. “You wouldn’t want them referring to you as an asshole, would you?”

“Sorry. It’s a habit I need to break. You’re right. Like I said, I never was around them to know they were decent guys. Maybe a little handsy at times, as I got my ass pinched a few times, my crotch felt up, but all in all, no damage done. Kind of flattering in a way. Can’t say I’ve ever had girls do that to me,” Butch replied, making us smile.

“Do you think you are comfortable enough to co-exist with gay friends?” I asked Butch, point blank.

“Me? Sure, why not? They seemed decent enough last night, plus you have a lot of straight customers also,” Butch replied.

“What if you had to live among some of our friends that might be gay?” I asked. Butch had to stop and think about that question.

“If they were all like you guys, then who cares. It might have some advantages,” Butch replied, smiling at Dylan, who shook his head.

“Advantages how?” I asked, trying to drill down into his homophobia to see if it was still there.

“Well, I might have some help with my morning wood problems that way. That wouldn’t be all bad,” Butch replied. “I mean, you guys have told me, no one blows a dick better than a guy that knows what he’s doing, so hey, I’m not opposed to that at all.” I smiled.

“Sexual orientation isn’t as important to all of us as brotherhood, each of us caring about the others, doing what we can to support the others and the whole in the process. That’s what’s important, Butch,” I explained.

“I understand. I can see why Erin bought into that. It’s something you just don’t find much. I mean, I have some buds, but we all have our own ideas and dreams. Not sure any of them include me in any of their futures, at our stage of graduating from high school anyway. College is different. You get to have real life, living on your own or with friends, and fending for yourself. You don’t have your parents breathing down your neck so you have some individual freedom, but yet you have to prove yourself on your own. I guess it’s like a transition into adulthood and living on your own,” Butch replied, actually starting to make some sense.

“Well put. College life teaches you how to be on your own, and how to function with others you didn’t grow up with that aren’t in your blood family, finding your way creating a new larger, more inclusive family, I guess you could say,” I explained.

“I get that, I think. I’ll understand it better when it happens. So, are you guys going to adopt me as your new little brother then?” he asked. I had to stop and think.

“We have to discuss it among ourselves and see. Also, we’ll need Erin’s input, so if you see him having any objections to you becoming part of us, let us know what you think his prejudices are, if any,” I asked.

“Other than I was a pain in his ass growing up, I’m not sure what they would be,” Butch replied. “I hope he thinks enough of me to include me in what he enjoys and cares about. I guess I’ll find out,” Butch replied.

“We’ll consider it, but you need to go through an orientation process and then there’s the initiation process, which for those that aren’t committed to our cause, you might not want to be part of,” I stated. Butch gave me an odd look, telling us he’d cross that bridge when he came to it.

He was running out of time. Dylan and Butch went to grab a quick shower and get dressed. Jake, Blake, Tim and I got dressed as well, figuring we’d have to see his parents when they came to pick him up. Jake asked me what I thought about Butch now, considering what I thought about him before he came.

“He’s definitely mellowed. I was really concerned about last night, but for a newbie around ‘fairies’ he seemed to be okay. Nothing majorly bad happened, and he seemed to enjoy teasing everyone with his junk, which was more than I ever expected. I think the kid is an exhibitionist at heart. He wasn’t into hanging out in his underwear at first, but seems okay with it now. He seems to understand what our brotherhood is all about. I’d like to talk to Erin, who I hope will talk to Butch after he gets home, to see what Butch really thought about us. He’d probably tell Erin the truth or have lots of questions for him,” I suggested.

“Yeh, he’ll probably ask Erin why he never told him about how much fun it was to take a dick up your ass,” Jake chided, making us all laugh. “You better brief Erin on that ahead of time, just so he’s not blindsided,” Jake added. I needed to remind myself to do that.

There was some giggling and carrying on in the shower we heard out of those two, making me think that Dylan was getting along okay with Butch, which was encouraging in a way. It would be interesting to hear Dylan’s take on Butch also, after Butch departed. Those two got dressed, and Butch packed up his things. Butch wanted to know if he could keep his CNB t-shirt and the underwear. I told him he definitely could, including the stuff we picked out for him in the dressing room with the attached cock rings. He got excited, saying he was going to show that to a couple of his friends to show them how they could make themselves look great to the girls. I rolled my eyes. I figured that would be an interesting demonstration, giving Butch the opportunity to see his friends’ junk, if he hadn’t already seen them.

They called from downstairs to say that Butch’s parents were here, so we headed down to tell all goodbye. “Well, I see you’re still alive, so they didn’t kill you,” his dad said, referring to Butch.

“Yes, Dad, we had a great time actually. I learned a lot about the business and all the great guys that are part of it. Not only that, but I got to work with them for a couple of nights also,” he explained.

“So, what did you learn to do? What kind of jobs did you perform?” his mother asked. Butch wasn’t shy, and spoke right up.

“I learned how to serve customers for one thing. Dylan taught me how to be a bar back and change out kegs, and fill the glass chillers to keep things moving for the bartenders. I also got some experience in customer interaction, and got a lot of tips for that effort,” Butch explained. His parents seemed rather proud of what he accomplished and learned. I got a kick out of his ‘customer interaction’ explanation which amounted to strip teasing on stage.

“So, what do you think, Josh?. You think that Butch could be a contributor and supporter of the company while attending school next year? That would really be a big help to our family if that could work out,” his dad stated.

“We gave Butch a lot to think about, and we’ll be in touch with him soon. I’ll also talk to Erin about it, and get his take on it. He seems to have learned quite a bit about us while he was here, so I’m hoping that will translate into something positive in the end, but we will see. We’ll be in touch and see how it goes,” I assured him. While they were hoping to get a positive ‘yes’ out of me before departing, they seemed satisfied that things were moving in the right direction. “I think before we make our final decision, Erin needs to come home, and talk to the three of you about life in our organization to be sure all of you have a full understanding of who we are and what all we’re about,” I offered. That seemed to please them more.

“By all means. That would be great. We’d love to see our son anyway. He seems so involved down there, he doesn’t have time to come home to see his family. We’d love to see him. As far as the company is concerned, he’s told us how much he loves being a part of everything, and how much fun and opportunity there is in the company. He was excited that you guys bought the second location in town, which he said pretty much tied up the business in their area for your type of pub. I think that’s great. He said this guy Jason was great to work with and they share an apartment together, although they work or go to school most of the time. I’m glad he’s happy and having fun at least,” his father commented. I told his parents, although we missed Erin, he always seemed excited about his job, school and living in Ft. Lauderdale. That seemed to please the parents.

“Yeh, and I don’t have him in my way either,” Butch commented, his dad telling him to be nice.

“Brotherly love. They used to fight a lot, but I think Butch misses his big brother in a way,” his dad commented. Butch rolled his eyes.

Butch gave us all bro hugs before taking off with his folks, telling us all what a fantastic weekend he had with us. He said he was richer monetarily, and in understanding brotherhood because of it. We were happy to hear that. They finally left, letting us all breathe a sigh of relief.

When we finally made it back to the apartment, and got down to our briefs again, we asked Dylan what he thought about Butch now. “You can let the little shit in if you want to. He’s okay. Still trying to wrap his head around the gay thing, but he’s well on his way,” Dylan explained, making me scratch my head.

“What do you mean by that?” I had to ask. “Anything happen between the two of you last night?”

“He didn’t want me to tell you. I think he was a little embarrassed, but yep, it sure did,” Dylan replied, all of us on pins and needles to hear what happened. We all told Dylan to spill, and not leave out any details. “So we played a video game when we went to our room, but I could tell his mind was too excited to concentrate on the video game, besides I won. I teasingly told him he had to suck my dick for that. He laughed and told me in my dreams, but wanted to know if we could beat off together, maybe, because he was horny from all the excitement of last night, the demonstration dancing with Wes, and needed to rub one off, not wanting to do it in front of me, unless I did it also. I told him that was cool. Anyway, we whip out our cocks and start stroking. He’s fascinated by my cock at this point, being different from his own. I ask him if he wants to feel it and stroke me, which I stroke him. He was a little hesitant, but then said, ‘why not’. So we’re sitting beside one another on his bed, stroking each other’s cock. I ask him if he wants me to show him how to suck cock. I tell him I think the only reason why he didn’t want to suck my cock was because he thought he might not be able to do it right, but I could show him, and then he could practice on me. He actually thought that would be great. The little shit told me he’d never had his cock sucked before, and didn’t really know how to go about it, not that he didn’t want to know. I told him I’d show him anything he was curious about knowing. He seemed extremely appreciative, sensing if he was to be accepted by you guys, these were things he needed to know to get accepted,” Dylan told us.

“He believed what you told him yesterday about sucking cock and taking a dick up one’s ass?” I asked, rather dumbfounded.

“Uh, apparently, although he seemed interested in learning. So, I took him to school last night. I’m happy to say, he’s not a bad cocksucker after all. He graduated close to the top of his class in cocksucking. He seemed to enjoy giving, as much as he enjoyed receiving, so that was good,” Dylan explained.

“And just what else did he learn how to do?” I was afraid to ask. Dylan gave us all a big smile.

“Well, he learned how to take a dick up his ass,” Dylan replied. We all shook our heads.

“And he was walking around this morning? Good grief, that was a fast recovery,” I replied. Dylan smiled.

“So, get this. He’s never fucked and definitely never been fucked before. He says he’s tried to get girls to put out, but they don’t seem to be cooperating. I told him it was probably his approach. He told me not to tell a soul, but now you know the truth. He’s not the ladies’ man he wants you to think he is. He’s all talk, thinking it makes him cool and macho. I told him he could talk about it all he wanted to, but what good would that do if you’ve never done it or didn’t know how to do it. He guessed I was right. Anyway, I offered up my ass to him to sense what it felt like fucking. He thought it was kind of gross at the beginning, but then when he got into it, he liked it. He liked it a lot. Then he wanted to feel what it was like for me to be inside of him. I told him it could hurt at first, but then turn to pure pleasure if he could endure the wait. He desperately wanted to try it. I rimmed him some, sending him into orbit and back with that action, which he truly loved. Then I fingered his asshole, massaging his prostate some, making him good and hard. Then I ran my thumb inside him and loosened up his hole some more. I had him going crazy. Finally, I lined up my cock and penetrated him. Damn, guys nothing like a virgin asshole to make your cock feel fantastic,” Dylan boasted. We were all shaking heads, nevet even thinking Butch would even do something like that.

“So, did he hate it or like it?” I asked Dylan. “Did it hurt him?” Dylan smiled.

“Oh, he squealed like a little bitch boy at the end of my dick at first, but then he settled in and loved it. I drained that boy’s balls dry last night. It’s a wonder you didn’t hear them clinking together like marbles this morning. I had to fuck him three times last night, he couldn’t seem to get enough. Then I fucked him once this morning also when we woke up. He didn’t have any problem with morning wood this morning. He probably won’t be able to work up another load until sometime later in the week as much as I drained his balls,” Dylan said, confidently. We were all blown away. “Yep, he’s definitely going to be a bottom for sure. He said fucking me felt great on his dick, but he had a hard time wrapping his head around the fact he was sticking his cock in a dude’s shithole, afraid to get shit on his dick. I told him that was a minor downside to the enjoyment of fucking boy ass, but that’s why they made soap. Still, he didn’t seem to have any problem with my dick up his ass. Even got him to kiss while I fucked him. He was into it, and I mean big time. He lost all sense of who we were, and just enjoyed the ride,” Dylan boasted.

“I can’t believe that actually happened. That just blows my mind,” I said, shaking my head. “Never saw that coming,” I added.

“I think he just got caught up in everything last night. He was so excited to make all the money he made, that he was able to tantalize the guys like he did, and just figured, what the fuck, he might as well find out what it was all about. Well, he did that. Fucker has a nice hot ass too, guys. You guys need to try that out. Damn, it was sweet,” Dylan remarked, rubbing his crotch.

“I still can’t believe it. At least that ought to help Erin explain things to his parents when the time comes. I don’t think he’ll get too much grief from Butch about being gay,” I commented.

“Oh, he still thinks he likes girls. He loves getting off period. He can’t wait to get his rocks off in some pussy for the first time. He told me at least he’d be knowledgeable in both areas, and could enjoy everything then,” Dylan explained. “I told him I thought he might be disappointed, especially having to put up with the female personality and quirks. He told me I had a point there. Females definitely had issues.”

“So, you think he’d fit in okay with our group then?” I asked Dylan a serious question. He smiled.

“Oh, I think he’ll be great. He’s going to be a little outspoken, maybe a little like Trevor in a way. But other than that, he has a sweet ass, and he’s willing to work. I’m sure we’d have a lot of fun with him,” Dylan explained.

“I’m wondering if we need to share with Erin what happened,” I said, thinking out loud.

“I think he needs to know, so he knows what he’s up against when he has to talk to his parents. I also think Butch needs to know about Erin, but Erin needs to be the one to tell him first,” Jake suggested. Jake was definitely right about Erin leveling with Butch.

“We need to get Erin up here ASAP to talk to his parents before this gets too far out of hand. Butch has a right to know about Erin since he may have some of the same inclinations, based on what Dylan is telling us,” I commented. Blake agreed with Jake and me. Tim said he screwed up enough, and wasn’t going to express an opinion, other than to say, he thought we were right. “I think Erin needs to come the week after Spring Break. We can talk to him ahead of time to work out how and what he needs to say, that is, if he needs our help with that. He seems like he does, unfortunately. I keep telling him to speak from his heart and tell his parents how he feels, how happy he is being him. He has to live his own life, and be happy living it. He can’t live a life for his parents, he has to be honest with himself. Butch is going to have to be the same. We need to help Erin understand that, guys, and be willing to fess up and go on.”

“We’ll all support him, so he knows we have his back. Hell, you even agreed to go with him to tell them, Josh,” Jake piped in. I told him not to remind me, as I knew how hard that was going to be for Erin.

We decided, with Butch out of our lives for the moment, with little to no damage done to anyone involved, including Butch, other than maybe a sore ass that Dylan gave him, which he demanded he receive, we needed to concentrate on the business at hand, namely studying today for mid-terms next week. Later we’d relax at the house with our friends for a nice steak dinner.

Ethan and Dustin came over to study with us, saying there was too much going on at the house, and they needed the study time. Dustin said that Trevor and Andy had come over and things were a little rowdy with Trevor there.

“So, you guys survive Butch’s visit?” Dustin had to ask. I told him it wasn’t as bad as we anticipated. “So, does the boy have some decent equipment, or did you get to check that out while he was here?” Dustin asked. I told him to ask Dylan, as they roomed together.

Dylan was playing video games in his room. Dustin hollered at him to join us for moment. “Dylan, tell us what Butch looked like naked. He have a decent cock on him?” Dustin asked. Dylan smiled.

“And ass, and balls. Dustin, you’d have loved his hairy asshole also. The boy didn’t have any hair north of his waist, other than his pits, which were nice and hairy, but from the waist down, damn he had hairy legs and a hairy ass crack. I had to stick my dick up there to check it out. It was sweet, very sweet. You’d have liked that cock in your ass also. Damn, if that wasn’t nice. He’s probably a little thicker, girth wise, than you, actually. Nice girthed cock, great for fucking. Made my ass feel great,” Dylan told him. We all about rolled over. Although he was probably telling the truth, we all gave Dylan hell for embellishing.

“Nice try, Dylan, but as tight assed a homophobe as that boy was, it’s all in your dreams, bro. Sounded great though. Made my dick hard for sure. I almost wished I spent the night last night, and we could have shared,” Dustin replied, joining in the fun. Ethan shook his head.

“You guys leave that poor straight boy alone. He doesn’t need you guys corrupting him. He’s straight and needs to stay that way,” Ethan commented.

“Oh, Ethan, you know you’re dying to know how nice that dick is of his as much as we are,” Dustin told him. Ethan shook his head.

“Not all of us are cock hounds, you know. Some of us still like pussy, even though there’s not much of that available these days. Still, I hope to have plenty someday,” Ethan replied.

“Might as well give it up, Ethe. There’s plenty of fun to be had with all us guys. No sense in starving yourself of sex when it’s all around you. Just think, next week we’ll be in Key West, and everyone will be naked for one big huge week long hedonistic time. Oh, it’s going to be so much fun. I can’t wait,” Dustin said, excitedly.

“I’m going to lay in the sun and enjoy reading some books I’ve been wanting to read. May play some volleyball with some of you, and then there’s swim practice that Josh is intent on having us do, naked of course. It’ll be a nice relaxing week in the sun, which will do all of us some good. And, maybe, just maybe, I might get my dick sucked a few times to relieve the pressure, so it’s all good,” Ethan replied.

“Well, let me know if you need a pressure release, as these lips would love to service that hot cock of yours anytime,” Dustin replied.

“I might like a shot at that cock of yours myself,” Dylan told Ethan, making Ethan smile.

“I just might have to take you up on that, Dylan. I hear you’re one of the best in the group,” Ethan replied, making Dustin frown.

“Ask Dustin, as he ought to know,” Dylan chided. Dustin smiled. “Actually, Dustin is one of the better ones I’ve had, speaking of great hooters. Can’t go wrong with either one of us,” Dylan informed him. Ethan said he’d keep that in mind.

I got a phone call late afternoon from Erin, of all people. “Well, did you guys survive my brother?” Erin asked, anxiously. “How bad was he during Gay Night, since he had to stay another night with you guys. I’m so sorry, guys. Did anything leak out. Am I in trouble of any kind that you know of?”

“Wasn’t as bad as we anticipated. Your brother actually enjoyed Gay Night, believe it or not. Get this, he actually danced on stage and was a big hit. He made a lot of tips also,” I informed a shocked Erin.

“You’ve got to be kidding. He did it for the money, I’m sure. He’d have never done it for fun, just money. That kid is money crazy, and willing to almost do anything for bucks,” Erin replied.

“I’m not so sure about that, Erin. He seemed rather interested in some of the things we do here. I mean, we never admitted anything about any of us being gay, but he was interested in gay things. I need to tell you that Dylan took Butch’s virginity last night at Butch’s request, Butch wanting to know just how all that felt,” I informed Erin.

“Fuck me running! What the hell, Josh? How in the hell did that happen?” Erin asked, almost in a state of shock. I had to laugh. I explained how Butch met Ross and Wally and how they persuaded him to dance with them for big dollars. He had a fantastic time, calling it a huge rush, and was quite the exhibitionist on stage. Erin said he was always kind of an exhibitionist, flashing his dick a lot at Erin when they were both at home, teasing him with it, Erin pretending he was grossed out, only enjoying it unbeknown to Butch. I told Erin, Butch asked a lot of questions, and had some great experiences while he was here, thinking he’d really enjoy being a part of our group. I told Erin, that we told Butch he needed to discuss some things with his brother before he made up his mind, figuring that Erin needed to level with Butch as to who we really were and his own lifestyle preference. Erin gulped. ‘You mean I have to tell him about me and all of you?” Erin asked, sounding concerned.

“Yes, you do. You need to be completely honest with him, Erin. He needs to hear that from you, not any of us. You’re his brother. Once you discuss it with him, we can determine if we want him here with us, as he’ll have to make that choice based on what he knows about all of us and what he experienced with Dylan, which he seemed to love, by the way,” I replied. Erin sighed.

“I was hoping he’d see enough, and be concerned enough not to ask too many questions, but not to want to become part of us,” Erin replied.

“I definitely don’t see that as the outcome. Just thought we’d warn you before you get the phone call. He seems honest enough to discuss tough questions. Oh, and he thinks you’ve been holding out on him, not teaching him everything he needs to know, just so you know,” I said.

“Like what have I not taught him he needed to know?” Erin asked confused.

“Well Dylan kind of told him taking a dick up his ass was just another level in a male’s rite of passage to an adult, it was the next step after learning how to masturbate, which he explained you taught him well in that area. Dylan told him the next step was sucking cock and taking a dick up one’s ass, which that lesson came about the time he turned 18, when he graduated from high school. Dylan was buying you some time, only he taught Butch for you. You can thank him for that when you see him next week,” I chided.

“Unbelievable. Wow, thanks for helping a brother out like you guys did,” Erin stated, somewhat concerned. I had to chuckle.

“It all worked out okay. He still looks up to you, Erin, and has a much better understanding of us and you at this point. Now, you just have to fill in the blanks for him, as he still has questions about himself, no doubt. Might be nice for his older brother to help him through some of that,” I suggested.

“I know you’re right, and I knew the day was coming when I’d have to talk to him and to my parents. I was just dreading that day coming. You’re right, Josh. I need to do that. But, I want you there to support me when I do. I don’t trust myself to get through it on my own. I’ll fuck it up and make things way worse than they need to be. You’re the voice of reason, and my parents will listen to you more than they will to me,” Erin replied. I told him I was always there for him. We were a family and we always support one another. He told me he loved me, and would let me know if he heard from Butch, as to what he had to say with the impression we all made with him. I told Erin, I really looked forward to hearing about that. He thought I would.

The guys got a kick out of my conversation with Erin, telling me, my job was never done when it came to caring about all of them. I told them I couldn’t help it, as I loved every one of them. They all said they were glad I did, along with all the rest of the guys.

 

[highflyer99]

Yes! Butch. Dylan. Sweet!

Butch is going to work out fine. I'm guessing he'll sample pussy, find it's not what he was imagining, and hang out for the day he can get back to Dylan!

I'm really looking forward to Erin's visit after Spring Break too, and how the two brothers interact with each other and with their parents.

I'm excited for Spring Break at the PF. It's going to be so much fun, with almost all the characters in the story gathered in the one place for the first time ever. I can't help thinking you're going to throw in a surprise development or two, FT, as well as a lot of fun. It wouldn't be Josh world without something unexpected happening. Last time they were at the PF, they met some straight boys who weren't all that straight, and purchased a bar, which led to the discovery of Invescor.

Before we get there, I think we've got Josh meeting with Lucky again, and maybe Clay getting his balls shaved. And midterms.

Hope you're feeling better, FT. I think the last chapter hung together just fine, by the way. I didn't find it disjointed at all. Keep up the great work!

Cheers, HF

 

[Thanatos]

Butch got officially and completely Dylanized.

Now let's see how their parents react when they discover that Erin is gay and Butch wants to join in (pun intended) into Stoney Enterprises, which is a company of the most wonderful bent fellows
That could be a moment for the ages

As HF said, coming soon there's a meeting with Lucky, Clay's balls shaving (maybe), midterms and then finally Spring Break, where all [STRIKE]junk[/STRIKE] hell break loose

As always, great work so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming

 

[bs29697]

Another fantastic chapter FT. I agree with what HF and Thanatos have commented about this chapter.

I too didn't find this chapter disjointed at all.

Dylan is a sweet guy and Butch got completely and officially Dylanized after the Gay Night festivities as Butch was still riding high after his performance with Ross and Wally. Josh did let Erin know what happened to Butch but that he had to come out to his parents believing Butch would be more understanding now than before.

Spring Break is coming fast but first up are midterms, another talk with Lucky and possibly shaving Clay's balls

As always great writing FT.

Brian

 

[Kyanimal]

NUMERO UNO! Take Care of yourself, FT! Please tell us you've had your jab(s), and it's not the 'C' word that's gotten a hold on you! Just can't have THAT happening!

And for Heaven's sake, don't go compromising your health just to write for us (as much as we Love You for it)! Snuggle up in your jammies and socks, and have a strong hot toddy (or two, or three) instead of typing. And though we couldn't tell the difference with you writing stuffed up, it's much better if you relax, and get cleared up instead.

That said ... THANK YOU!

This whole thing with Butchie Britches certainly has been FUN, and didn't go the way expected at all!

“Fuck me running! What the hell, Josh? How in the hell did that happen?”

Answer: Dylan!

Can't get enough of "Josh World", butt gotta scoot for now ...

Write ON!!
Chaz

 

[bigcannon]

Late again. Time got away from me, but not this story. No way. Chaz is right, FT. Take care of your health. Okay, my head is spinning from Butch's wild experience with the guys. Leave it to Dylan. He reads everyone so well and knows how to play each character. He's even getting Lonnie interested, much to Tink's disapproval. Tink doesn't want Lonnie horning in on his good time. No way. Erin has to be blown away, but possibly relieved to know he and his brother share likes for certain things now. Do they like them for the same reasons will be the big question. As my bent bros have mentioned we have several more events coming we know of, but then you always surprise us with more.

Relax, take it easy, have a few bruskies, kick back, watch some gay pornos and chill. We'll be here when you lay another chapter on us to devour. Hang in there, buddy. You know we love all of this. BC

 

[funtimes]

Hey, guys. Thanks for your comments and well wishes. I had a horrible head cold, but feeling much better this weekend, finally. I'm sure it wasn't Covid, Chaz, as I did have that well over a year ago, which only amounted to my losing my sense of taste and smell for a couple of weeks. Plus, I did have both of my shots three or four months ago, so I feel fairly certain that I'm free of all that crap, let's hope anyway. Now, it's just normal bugs again, I guess. That is, if anything is normal anymore. Who knows.

Glad to know you guys got through Butch's ordeal and it made sense. As crappy as I was feeling, I wasn't sure. This next chapter is a little diversion again, as you guys say you like the surprises veering off from the known agendas of the boys. Hopefully, it is entertaining, but we'll see, as we make our way through midterms and onto Spring Break. At any rate, I'll try to keep to the normal posting days, but my foreman is on vacation this week, which means, I'm going to have to work my butt off to keep up with the business. We will survive somehow. At any rate, I hope you all have a great week. Stay happy, healthy and have fun. Huggs, FT

 

[funtimes]

Chapter 537 – Cam Has a Setback

While I wasn’t looking forward to sitting down with Erin’s parents while Erin explained to them he was gay, I knew in my heart it was something I needed to do to support him. I loved Erin as much as I loved all the rest of the guys, maybe even a little more, having slept with him for the better part of a semester last year. I thought I knew him pretty well mentally, and certainly knew every square inch of his glorious naked body, inside and out. Made my dick hard occasionally just thinking about some of the hot times we had in the sack together last year. That boy’s ass was definitely fine, to say the least. I was sure Jason was enjoying that to no end, plus I knew the two loved one another, which warmed my heart. The two were a great pair together for sure. Not only that, but they were making us money like crazy. We couldn’t ask for better results. I was anxious to see the two next week for our corporate meeting on Wednesday.

It was about time to freshen up a little then go to the house for our Sunday evening get-together. I got a text from Rod asking us if it was okay for him and his guys to come over and shower with us before going to the house for the evening. He said they had done more plastering this afternoon, and needed to clean up. I told him it was fine, but to hurry over. I told the guys Rod, Tyler, Tink and Lonnie were on their way over to shower before going to the house. Dylan smiled, as if he knew he could torment Lonnie once again. Dustin asked Dylan what he was smiling about.

“Let’s just say, I have a lot of fun with Lonnie, getting that terribly straight dude to do gay things he’s opposed to doing but does anyway,” Dylan replied, getting a confused look from Dustin and Ethan. “This should be fun, guys. He always starts something he can’t finish, and I have to finish it for him at his expense,” Dylan explained,

“What do you do to the poor guy?” Ethan asked, but it was easy to see that Dustin was more interested in his answer. Dylan smiled.

“Oh, I’ve got him to suck my dick before, lick my balls, all kinds of interesting things he hates to do, but does it anyway. He’s a glutton for punishment. He can’t help himself. He used to be homophobic, but not anymore,” Dylan replied. “I think we should all join them for a shower, like we usually do when we’re working at their house on Sunday afternoon,” Dylan suggested.

“I’m game. Love to see that nice dick of Lonnie’s anyway. Wouldn’t mind that up my sweet ass either,” Dustin replied. Ethan gave him a look. “Hey, Ethe, it’s a nice dick. You have to admit, he has a nice dick, for the little I’ve seen of it,” Dustin added. Ethan rolled his eyes.

“Cool, we’ll double team him when he’s here,” Dylan said, looking mischievous. Dustin smiled.

“Tink spends a lot of time at the house with Jeb and Edgar. Do his buds know he’s gay?” Ethan asked. We all smiled.

“No, and I’ve told him he needs to level with them, as they’re going to find out. Don’t know what he’s going to do when he’s at the PF hiding the fact he loves to bottom,” I replied to Ethan.

“We just have to be careful where we do things,” Dylan jumped in. “Dustin, Tink has a nice ass on him also, and a hell of a nice cock too. I love sucking that cock and fucking that ass. You need tap that sometime while we’re in Key West. Tink would love a turn with you for sure,” Dylan suggested.

“Damn, just might have to tap his ass in the shower this afternoon,” Dustin replied. I reminded them we had all his ‘straight’ bros with us for that shower session. Dustin looked disappointed. Ethan reminded him he didn’t have to fuck everyone all the time. “Gees, Ethe, I have to try it out. He’d be disappointed if I didn’t. If he becomes a shareholder, even you get to try that ass out. Bet you’d like it too,” Dustin chided.

“Initiation is a ceremony with meaning, sharing, caring and support, not a wild ass orgy,” Ethan reminded him.

“It could turn into one, once the ceremony is over,” Dustin suggested. Ethan told him he was impossible.

Rod and his bros finally showed up. We got bro hugs. Tink was excited to see Dylan, as always. We did some small talk as to what they accomplished this afternoon, then the guys stripped off naked to shower. Dylan walked to the shower with Lonnie, putting his arm around his waist as they walked, then pinching a butt cheek in the process.

“I swear, you just can’t keep your hands off of me, Dylan. Do I turn you on that much, me and my big dick?” Lonnie asked, swinging his dick at Dylan, Dylan laughing.

“Hey, I miss that when it’s not around. I might like it better up my ass though,” Dylan chided.

“I swear, one of these days, I am going to fuck you just to see what the hell it’s like. Probably better than what I’ve been getting, which is nothing. Tink is the only one that seems to get laid lately, and he won’t share,” Lonnie complained. Dylan laughed, all of us knowing Lonnie wouldn’t want what Tink had to share. Tink seemed annoyed with Lonnie.

I turned on all the water, got the jets flowing good, then everyone piled in and moved around to enjoy all the massaging jets of the shower. “Damn, I love this shower,” Rod told me as we peeled off to lather up. I turned my back to him, telling him to lather me up. He did a great job, including rubbing his soapy finger over my asshole, making me giggle. “You know, there was a time that might have freaked me out, but I’m so used to it now and it is kind of neat, in a way, it doesn’t bother me in the least anymore,” Rod told me, as he turned his back for me to do the same for him.

“Good information to know, so I guess you’re ready to progress to the next step then, like learning to suck cock. It’s a little weird at first, but after a couple of times, it’s kind of neat,” I teased. Rod shook his had chuckling.

“You know, knowing you as well as I do now, I’m almost tempted to try, as you’d have to reciprocate, and that’s something I could really use right now,” Rod joked. I had to give him a full-on hug, grinding my junk up against his. He didn’t hesitate at all. When I backed off, he said he was even getting used to that now, and it didn’t bother him anymore. I told him I might have to start soon with asshole stretching exercises to stretch out his asshole for me, so I could fuck him sometime. “Uh, that one, I think we need to put on hold. Don’t know if I could ever get used to that exercise,” he replied. I looked hurt. “Sorry, Josh. You know I love you, but that’s an out door, not an in door,” Rod joked. I told him it was a pity, as I could make him cum his balls off, harder than he’d ever cum in his life. Made him think about that.

We were distracted by Lonnie, Dustin and Dylan up to something, with Tyler and Tink looking on. Dustin and Dylan had Lonnie in the middle of them, as in a sandwich, but dicks were limp. Lonnie finally had to jump out from between them, and up and down, saying ‘okay, that was just too creepy’.

“Hey, what’s going on over there?” I had to ask, all of us looking on.

“Lonnie wanted to know what a sandwich looked like, and we showed him,” Dustin replied. Lonnie was laughing.

“How do you gay guys do that stuff? The guy in the middle has his dick up someone’s ass and a dick up his ass. Oh shit, that has to be weird,” Lonnie replied, laughing, still animated, trying to wrap his head around being in the middle of a sandwich. I looked at Tink, who was smiling, having been there many times, and loving it every time. If Lonnie only knew. Dylan told Lonnie, it was like being in Heaven. Lonnie just shook his head.

Ethan was hanging with Tim and Blake in the shower, sensing they were less a threat than Dustin, for sure. I noticed Ethan washed Tim’s back for him, which pleased me to see. He wasn’t overly handsy with the guys, but it didn’t bother him to help one of his brothers out. I sensed, doing that with Dustin might have concerned him a little, but he felt like Tim and Blake weren’t a threat. I did see Ethan give Tim a naked hug, which did surprise me. Ethan had been worried about Tim and his problems with Harvey, as much as the rest of us had been. I supposed he wanted Tim to know he cared about him. Ethan could express himself emotionally with our brothers. He wasn’t a prude, by any means. He just tried to avoid physical sex with the guys, although he did enjoy getting his cock sucked by most of the guys that were willing to help him out in that area, avoiding Dustin as much as he could.

We finally shut the water off and dried off, a little grabass being played during the process, involving a few towel pops of sorts. Once dry, we hurriedly got dressed, then headed to the house, where we hurriedly got undressed again to enjoy being comfortable. Lonnie was complaining about getting dressed and undressed as many times as he had this afternoon, changing into decent clothes to come shower at the apartment, from working at the house, then undressing, showering, dressing again, then heading to the house where he undressed again, only to have to get dressed later on to leave.

“You know, next week, you can just stay naked all week long and never have to get dressed at all, unless you leave the compound we have,” I explained.

“There is something to be said about not getting dressed at all and running around naked for a week. Look at all the time and effort that’s saved by living in a place like that. I have to admit, it sounded a little freaky to me at first, but I can sure understand the benefits of just hanging out in your altogether and expending no work at all. Sweet, is all I have to say to describe it,” Lonnie stated. I told him, now he had the idea. Then he said, maybe if he got lucky, he could even get a blow job out of Dylan, making us all laugh, even Dylan. Tink didn’t think it was so funny.

As we were settling in at the house, Wes showed up, then Kyle, then Cam. Lucky, to our surprise also came, giving us all bro hugs also. I told him I was happy he came to hang out with us. “Josh, you guys have become great friends that I enjoy being around. You have so much fun. I’m not used to having friends that have so much fun together. It’s nice, and I couldn’t be more grateful to you for asking me to join you all,” Lucky exclaimed. “Plus, where else could I have this much fun, drink beer and eat steak for free also. Couldn’t be any better than this,” he added, making me smile.

“Compliments of our profitable bar, we can thank for that,” I replied. He gave me a quick hug.

“You going to have any time for me this week to talk about a few things?” he asked. I asked him how his Tuesday evening looked. He said he thought he was good then. I told him I’d try to sneak over to his apartment and see what he had on his mind then, but I’d text him first to make sure he was there. He said, if he wasn’t working, he’d be there for sure, and he wasn’t on the schedule for the department after 5:00 that day. I told him, it was a date, then winked at him, making him smile and shake his head.

Thad and Cliff were with us tonight also. I asked Cliff how he was doing working out of our office. He said he’d never been happier, but was anxious to get to the bank soon, as he’d have better access to things more rapidly. Cliff said Nate, Ken and Jordan were great to work with and enjoyed being in their company. I told him to watch out for those guys. Cliff smiled and said they’d all been perfect gentlemen so far. I told him that was only a matter of time. I asked Cliff what the plan was for him physically moving into the FCB. He said he and Henry were in contact with one another daily, sometimes several times per day, and had decided once we all got back from Key West, it was time to move him physically into the bank itself. Cliff joked, saying that Henry told him that he might have to take Henry’s place during Spring Break, so Henry could hang with us in Key West. Cliff said he told Henry, nothing doing, making Henry laugh. Cliff said Henry told him that would be a trip of a lifetime, in his book. He so envied all of us.

I saw Jake, Terry and Luke talking to someone from behind, but didn’t recognize who the guy was. He had a nice ass on him, which intrigued me. I went over to check it out, discovering it was Taylor, which surprised me. I gave him a big hug, grinding my junk into his, as I did, making Taylor laugh. “Can’t help yourself, can you?” Taylor joked. I smiled, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek surprising him, making him smile and giggle.

“No, I can’t. You are one hell of a sexy hunk of man, Taylor. Damn, you make my dick hard just looking at you in your briefs,” I teased.

“Hey, I want you to know, I bought a pair of new Calvin’s just for this occasion. I didn’t want to be Tuck, and show up in threadbare baggy boxers and be ‘that guy’, knowing how you guys are always so fashionable,” Taylor replied.

“Hell, you could have come naked, and I’d have liked that even more,” I teased, making him laugh. He told me he was sure that would make me happy. I hung out and talked to him for a few minutes, introducing him to Lucky also. Lucky told Taylor his chest looked amazing, asking him what he secret was. Then Taylor pointed to Luke, Terry and Jake, telling Lucky, they were all on the Gymnastics team, which is why they had great chests. Lucky said he could definitely see that, and was extremely impressed, telling us all how hard he worked on his pecs at the police gym, but not getting the results that all our guys had being on the Gymnastics team. Taylor told him to join up with them, and they’d make sure he got a chest like theirs. I left Lucky parked with the guys, then made my way over to Cam, who looked a little down, although he seemed to be listening to Tim, Blake and Ethan at the moment. Edgar and Jeb, made their way over, both giving me a big hug, happy to see me. I told them to be careful in Key West, as with their two hot asses, they’d have plenty of guys chasing them. They said they hoped that happened. I told them I was going to be one of them. They said they could only hope that happened. I shook my head smiling, telling them to just wait. They giggled and ran off. I found Cam and pulled him aside.

“You okay?” I asked him, as I put my arm around his shoulders and gave him a kiss on his cheek. He smiled.

“I’ll be okay. I feel a little weird right now, probably just the effects of getting off my meds as quick as I did. I’ll be okay in a while,” he replied.

“Maybe you should have weened yourself off them like Doc prescribed,” I suggested. Cam smiled.

“Better to get rid of the damned things and go on,” he replied. I gave him a look, like I wasn’t so sure.

“I have a headache, and I feel a little dizzy, but I’ll be okay. This beer should make me feel better,” Cam said, as if it wasn’t anything. I told him if he got to feeling weird to let me know. I didn’t want anything to happen to him. He reassured me he’d be fine.

I found Allen and OBB, who were busy putting food out and seasoning the steaks. There were quite a few snacks guys were munching on while drinking beer. Allen hugged me from behind and ran a hand down inside the front of my underwear to give my dick and balls a little thrill. I told him that almost made me cum, making him laugh. He gave me a kiss also, which I enjoyed.

“Hey, Josh, I’ve been in touch with Frank and Sven down at the PF for menu selections for next week. They have stuff for breakfast, lunch and afternoon snacks, but the evening dinners are going to be catered. We’ve got that all set up and ready to go. Let me just say, we’re eating well next week. Lots of seafood and beef, so the landlubbers will have plenty to eat of they don’t like seafood. I think Frank is having a truck load of beer delivered for us. We’ll mostly use kegs, I guess. I told them Dylan could help with the beer kegs, as that was his specialty,” Allen informed me. I told him he was doing great. “I’ve got everyone’s tickets that are traveling commercial to get there. I’ll hand them out tonight so they all have them. We have a chartered bus to take us to the regional airport, and Frank set us up with a bus down there to pick us up. You guys will get there a little before we do, so we’ll all meet you at the PF. Gotta say, I’m getting excited just thinking about it. This is even going to be crazier than the house was last year in Ft. Lauderdale, although that’s still available if we need it sometime,” Allen informed me.

“I don’t know what we’d do without our party coordinator, Allen. You and OBB are the best at setting up all this stuff. We owe you a debt of gratitude for putting all this together,” I told him, giving him another hug. Allen chuckled.

“Are you kidding me? This has been so much fun putting all this together. OBB and I had a blast doing it. Just tickle our assholes with your dick sometime while we’re there, and we’ll call it even,” Allen chided. I told him I thought Jake and I might be getting the best deal out of this, if that’s all he needed. He assured me he and OBB would for sure. “Gotta put the steaks on, or we’d have a little fun right here. Go check out the downstairs as it’s finally done. We’re good to go,” he assured me. I grabbed Jake, Blake, Kyle, Cam, Rod and anyone else that wanted to come downstairs to tour the new digs below grade.

Wow, it all looked spectacular. Rod said he couldn’t believe the transition from only a week before. We had four new bedrooms capable of housing another eight guys or more, a new spectacular community bathroom with a shower to compete with ours at the apartment, a game room with a fireplace and a great pool table, an exercise area, a wet bar, and a steam room. Damn, if this wasn’t a resort of sorts right now. The outdoor pool would be the cherry on top when that was completed in the spring.

“Damn, you guys sure know how to live. I’m thinking to hell with that shithole we live in. I think I’ll stretch my asshole, let you fuck me, then move in here and enjoy myself for the rest of my life. To hell with women. I really think I could be happy living here the rest of my life. You guys have everything a dude could ever want except for women, but with everything you have here, I think I could even forget about them and be better off for it,” Rod exclaimed. I told him he was bent, but practical, making him laugh.

I was amazed at how well everything came out. To my surprise, Allen had furnished the bedrooms, two of them with king sized beds and two of them with two queen sized beds which could actually comfortably sleep four per room that way. I figured those might be more party rooms or for sleepovers than permanent housing. Allen was planning ahead for some intense partying, from what I could see. Jake and Blake agreed. Rod didn’t want to think about it, but said if he was drunk, he wouldn’t mind crashing here. I joked he better wear a chastity belt if he did, or he might just have more fun than he bargained for. Rod laughed, but said, maybe he might like it. Who knew?

The stairway to the basement was now open to the upstairs, making it part of the entire living space of the house, leading down to the bedrooms first, then onto the game room and wet areas at the back of the basement which would have access leading to the pool area when it was done. I was overly impressed with our new digs here at the house.

Allen sounded the dinner bell, so we all headed back upstairs to the main living area, and started collecting steaks and fixins. We chowed down on some great food. Lucky sat with us in our group of Tim, Blake, Jake, Cam, Kyle and me. He couldn’t get over how great the steaks were, saying this was the best meal of the week for him by a long shot. I told him he was welcome to join us a the CNB for dinner anytime he wanted. He said he didn’t want to be a pest. I told him he was nothing like that at all. We all cared about him, and he was welcome anytime. He thanked us for our consideration.

“Anything new on our two favorite jail birds?” I asked, Lucky, referring to Spence and Simon.

“Those two out of town lawyers want them out of jail on bail in the worst way. They’ve tried all kinds of petitions to the court to try to get them out, but so far that hasn’t happened,” Lucky told us. “I’m not so sure the two want out. Don’t know who’s paying for these lawyers, but we get the sense at the station, they’re being paid by someone the boys don’t want to have to meet. We suspect it’s someone they owe a lot of money to because of all the drugs that were confiscated by our department. We think the boys might be safer in jail than out. Just a feeling, but that’s what we think anyway,” Lucky informed us. “Don’t know how long that will last, as eventually, some judge will set the bail amount so high, they’ll still get them out. Then we’ll see what happens to them,” Lucky said smiling.

“Anything new with Weinstein and Seward?” I asked. Lucky frowned.

“You heard they resigned from the bank board. That was a no brainer. I would imagine their problems are mostly civil, involving lawyers that will try to mitigate their fines for damages. That’s a bunch of lawyers trying to come to a settlement, so we won’t hear too much about that. Your attorneys could probably find out more on their own,” Lucky replied. I told him that Jordan and Nate were keeping a close eye on that. Kyle said his legal team hadn’t agreed to a settlement yet, as the lawyers were still battling it out, telling him to wait them out.

Dinner done, we all worked to clean up as quickly as we could. Allen said he wanted to have a meeting to go over the details of our travels, after we got everything cleaned up. As the guys were putting stuff in the two commercial dishwashers we had, I helped Allen wash up the pots and pans. Of course, I gave him the royal tease by groping his junk inside his briefs and dry humping him from behind, feeling his cock enlarge in my hand. “You’re killing me, you know that, Josh,” Allen complained, his hands in dishwater while he was being molested by me. I chuckled.

“I’ll make that up to you next week sometime. Just can’t keep my hands off that hot cock and those dangly balls of yours, Allen. I miss that hot ass also,” I told him, as I kissed the back and side of his neck, feeling his cock go to full bone. I even swiped the bottom of my thumb over his piss slit to see if I could get a little precum. I didn’t quite get him that excited, but I was getting there. He sighed at my actions.

“You and Jake should move into the house with the rest of us guys. There’s enough room now for all of us to be here at the house. OBB and I can move downstairs and let you and Jake have the master bedroom to yourselves and anyone else that wants to join you. It’d be great to have all of us together here in one place,” Allen suggested.

“Makes sense, when you think about it, but there’s something special about the apartment, and it’s proximity to campus and the new office building, plus it lets us stay on top, literally, of the CNB business, not that it requires much management from us, as Eric is doing one hell of a job. Maybe we’ll move in here for the summer or something, but if we do, we’ll stay downstairs. You and OBB don’t have to move on our account,” I offered.

“Well, if you do, you’re more than welcome to the master bedroom, as we’d be just as comfortable, if not more, downstairs where all the action will be concentrated,” Allen replied, smiling. I had not doubt that was true, if I knew Allen.

It was time for the meeting. “Hey, guys. Listen up. Allen has gone to a hell of a lot of trouble to make travel arrangements for all of us that are going down to the PF for the week. Those that will be coming down specifically for the meeting will be getting special instructions, as some of you will be coming down on our aircraft, mainly our corporate staff. Taylor, that includes you, I believe,” I said, with Taylor raising his hand and smiling. “Those of you coming for the meeting will be arriving late afternoon on Tuesday, have an informal dinner with us and chill that evening, then stay for the meeting most of the day on Wednesday, have dinner with us that night, then depart sometime Thursday morning. Allen has shirts and shorts, no underwear, for all of us to wear for the meeting, so we don’t have to stare at each other’s naked bodies while we meet, not that it’s a bad thing, but could be distractive, and Lord knows we don’t want to be distracted, not that it could ever happen, mind you,” I said, getting chuckles.

“Those of you not involved in the meeting will have another day of leisure naked by the pool drinking beer, eating snacks and whatever other vices you might find yourself involved with. Lucky you. Allen will now go over the itinerary of those flying down commercially. Allen,” I said, recognizing him. Allen spent the next several minutes explaining the process of taking the bus from the CNB to the regional airport, departure times and arrival times at the airport in plenty of time to clear security and board the plane to Atlanta where they had to switch to a smaller jet to take them to Key West. He told them the arrival time in Key West which was early afternoon, giving us a few hours of naked bliss Saturday afternoon to catch some rays. Everyone cheered. Les, Brandon and Trevor were excessively excited. I was beginning to wonder what we got ourselves into. Allen also said he had room assignments for everyone. He told them that was just to put everyone somewhere, but they could sleep anywhere and with anyone they wanted, suggesting that several might want to sleep outside under the stars even. That got some ooo’s and ahhh’s. Allen told me that our friends, Scott, Keagan and Foster, would be in late afternoon on Saturday. The guys said they couldn’t wait to meet them. I reminded them that Scott was straight, but gay friendly. Ethan said he’d meet up with him to make sure he was safe. We laughed. I told him he might want to include Rod, Tyler, Lonnie and Tink in that group. Tink frowned at me for that.

Allen told them about the return trip, which everyone booed at. He also went over the menu for the various nights for dinner. Everyone thought it was going to be wonderful. Plus, he promised entertainment during the week also. No one knew what that was, Allen telling them it would be a surprise. That got everyone’s attention. Everyone couldn’t wait to get this week over with and get on our way to this fabulous week in the sun. I had to admit, I was all excited myself. We gave Allen and OBB a big round of applause, thanking them for all the work they did putting all of this together. Allen told them all, he and OBB had a lot of fun putting it altogether. They couldn’t wait to have it all unfold next week, as it was going to be so much fun. Everyone was excited with anticipation of what was to come.

We were still talking about what all we might be able to do while down at the PF, when I noticed Cam dozing off on the couch. He kind of slumped over and fell asleep. He looked a little pale to me. I went over to see if he wanted me to take him home, if he wasn’t feeling well. He was rather non-responsive, which concerned me some. I asked Kyle if he noticed how much Cam had to drink. Kyle said he only saw him with the one beer all night, and couldn’t imagine him drinking that much at all. I knelt down on the floor beside him, and tried to wake him up. His speech as slurred, and I didn’t like the way his eyes looked. Now, I was concerned. “Guys, I think there’s something wrong here,” I told them, as I tried to revive him some to get him to respond and talk to me. “Cam, are you okay?” I asked, as I kind of slapped his cheeks a little to see if I could get him to respond. He just stared at me, his eyes not focusing. I reached down and groped his junk some to see if that got a rise out of him. It didn’t, which concerned me even more. Kyle asked me if we needed to call 911. I told Kyle, I thought I knew what it was, and I would try to call Dr. Wayne to see what we needed to do. I grabbed my cell and called up Dr. Wayne. It rang and rang, then he finally answered.

“Josh, this better be good, because I can’t tell you how wonderful I feel right now in bed with Henry,” he said, panting. I kind of smiled, thinking I may have caught the good doctor in a compromising situation. I kind of chuckled, but told him I had what appeared to be somewhat of an emergency with Cam. Doc got serious real quick. “What’s going on? Tell me what you see.” he asked urgently.

“He’s just non-responsive. He’s had a beer with us, but no more than one, and not a whole one at that. His eyes don’t focus on me at all. He looks spaced out and his breathing is shallow,” I told him.

“It’s going cold turkey on his anti-depressants is what it is. I told him this could happen, but he wanted off of them and now. Okay, not to worry, as he’s not in any immediate danger, he’s just lethargic at the moment. Try to get him to drink a Coke or something with sugar in it, to get some glucose in him just to help him respond, then meet me at the hospital in the emergency room as quick as you can get there. I can give him a shot which will help him respond better, then give you some pills that will help him ween himself off the anti-depressants. I’ll meet you there in 15 minutes. Poor Henry will just have to wait,” Doc told me. I thanked him profusely, telling him we’d be there. Kyle said he’d go with me to help. Allen got us a Coke, and we tried to get him to drink some, but he wasn’t interested, or couldn’t. I managed to get some in his mouth which he did swallow, but still was kind of out of it, and very lethargic. Kyle and I, with the help of others, dressed him, then quickly dressed ourselves. I slung his arm over my shoulders, and managed to get him to the Jeep, telling Kyle to drive while I got in the back seat with Cam. Cam slumped down in the seat, putting his head in my lap. I kept massaging various parts of him, trying to get him to respond and not lose him. I wasn’t having much luck, but Doc told me not to be concerned. Kyle pulled up to the Emergency room entrance where Doc was waiting with a wheel chair. We wheeled Cam into the Emergency Room exam room and laid him on a bed there. The nurses hooked him up to a blood pressure machine, gave him an IV of glucose, and did a quick vital sign check. All his vitals were close to normal, but he was still out of it. Doc gave him a shot of something, telling us this should bring him around in a few minutes, if everything went as expected. I held Cam’s hand, trying to see if he’d squeeze mine, giving me some kind of response.

“It’s good you called me, Josh. I warned him this could happen, and told him I hoped someone was with him if it did, as he’d need to come here for treatment. He assured me he’d be fine, like he was a doctor and I was just overreacting. Left untreated, he could have been in worse shape. You guys caught this early enough, he should be fine,” Doc told us. “We’ll see how he reacts here in a few minutes.”

“Is he going to have to be admitted?” I asked, concerned. Doc said he’d see how he reacted to the shot he gave him. If he didn’t respond fairly quickly, we might need to leave him overnight for further observation. I stood beside Cam, holding his hand, and talking to him, in hopes he’d respond to me. Kyle sat in a chair with Doc looking on and checking the monitor he hooked up.

“He might not make too much sense when he first comes around, just so you know, but don’t let that worry you, as that will change the more that shot takes effect,” Doc warned. “He’s going to act a little punchy at the beginning, maybe say some things he might not normally say.”

“This ought to be good,” I replied. Doc smiled, shaking his head.

“Hey, I’ve had everything said to me, as if I was Dr. Frankenstein to marriage proposals. I’m just telling you, so you’re prepared,” Doc warned. I pulled up Cam’s hand and rubbed it with my other hand. He had long fingers, I noticed, nice manicured nails. Cam was quite a looker overall. I felt really bad for him, as he’d come so far so quickly, then this sudden relapse. I told Doc this really bothered me, as he was doing so great. Doc smiled and patted me on my back. “You’ve done great with him, Josh. He was the one that decided to go cold turkey on his anti-depressants. It’s just too big a shock to the body, especially being on the dosages he was the long length of time he was taking them. He’s been taking them ever since puberty practically. You just don’t stop like that. You have to ween yourself off them. I’m going to go get him a prescription of pills later for him to take with him, but you guys need to insist he take them, or we’ll be right back here again in a few days,” Doc advised. I told him we’d make sure he was taking them according to the specific directions. I got a pat on the back for saying I’d hold Cam to it.

“So, I hope we didn’t interrupt anything with you and Henry tonight. You sounded a little involved when I called,” I chided. Doc smiled.

“Uh, you could say that. Very involved, I’d say,” Doc replied, with a big smile.

“You can tell us, Doc. What were you and Henry doing?” I asked with a devilish smile. Doc shook his head, not wanting to say. “Oh, tell us what you were doing and how you were doing it. We might want to try it sometime if it’s that good,” I teased. Doc got red with embarrassment. “Come on, Doc. You can tell us,” I teasingly urged. He looked like he wanted to say, but then looked over at Kyle, who he didn’t know, which prevented him from saying, although Kyle seemed just as interested as I was as to what he might have been doing.

“Let’s just say, we were being extremely intimate with one another at the time, and unfortunately didn’t get to finish. I left my guy with needs to come here to help Cam,” Doc finally admitted. I smiled, then patted him on the back.

“That damned hypocritic oath you guys have,” I said, making him smile. “Got to help others as best you can. Well, we love you for it, Doc. You should have brought Henry with you. We could have taken care of his needs, if that was the case,” I teased. Doc rolled his eyes.

“I figure a night of Henry with you, and I might never get him back,” Doc replied. Kyle told him, he had to admit, a night with me made you forget about anyone else you ever loved in your life. Doc told Kyle that’s what he was afraid of. We all had a good laugh, as I felt Cam’s hand grasp mine tighter. His eyes seemed to focus some, although he was still very groggy.

“Where are we?” he asked, trying to focus on my eyes. I leaned over to talk to him.

“Cam, we’re in the emergency room at the hospital. Doc is here with us. You were out of it, and we got worried there was something wrong, so I called Doc, and he had us bring you here,” I told him, as he looked at me rather strangely, trying to figure you where he was and who he was with.

“Josh?” he asked, holding my hand tight, as I leaned into talk to him, his voice so whispery. He pulled me to him and kissed me, then ran his hand over my face. “Are we still naked?” he asked, making me chuckle. I put my index finger to his lips, smiling.

“No, Cam. You have your clothes on. What’s the last thing you remember?” I asked him. He hesitated as to think about the last thing he remembered, then softly answered.

“We were running around a resort in Key West, naked as the day we were born, dicks flopping everywhere and having the time of our lives. The sun felt so good and the sex, well, the sex was fantastic. Can we go back? I miss it already,” Cam said, somewhat seriously. Doc gave me a very strange look.

“Okay, we were talking about our trip to Key West and our resort down there. He must have been daydreaming about it at the time when he passed out,” I told Doc. Kyle was chuckling, shaking his head. “Cam, we’re not there yet. That’s a good week or so away. We’re here in the hospital. You checked out for a bit, and we needed to get you some help. Doc Wayne is here with us,” I told him. He looked around some, but I could tell he wasn’t quite focused yet.

“Is he naked with us. I always wanted to see him naked. He’s so damn hot looking. All those years I’ve been seeing him and wondering what he looks like naked. Is he finally going to be with us naked, Josh?” Cam asked, holding my hand with both of his hands. Doc got embarrassed and shook his head, trying hard not to chuckle. I thought Kyle was going to crack up.

“I don’t think so, Cam. He’s got his clothes on. We all have our clothes on now. Are you feeling any better?” I asked him.

“Darn, if only we could see him naked. I know he’s really hot, Josh. I’d give anything to have him fuck me, just one time. That would just be the best ever,” Cam said, holding onto my hands. I looked up at Doc who was shaking his head and mouthing the word ‘no’.

“I told you he’d probably say strange things when he first started coming around. It’s like the subconscious talking,” Doc said.

“More like the truth, if you ask me. At least we know he has good taste,” I said chuckling. Cam pulled me to him and kissed me again, then wrapped his arms around my head.

“Oh, I could stay this way forever, Josh. Promise me you’ll never leave me,” Cam said pulling my head up against his. Doc looked on fondly.

“I’m here, Doc is here, even Kyle, your childhood friend is here with you. We all love you, and we’re always going to be around to care about you. You’re going to be fine. You’re just working through some medical stuff now, but you’re going to be fine and back with us soon. Just relax and rest. We’re right here with you for the duration,” I assured him.

“Cam, this is Doc. Remember I told you, that you needed to ween yourself off the anti-depressants? This is what happens when you don’t. Luckily, Josh and Kyle noticed something was wrong and brought you here. I gave you a shot to help get you over your episode, but it takes a little time to work. You’re a little hazy at the moment, but you should be getting better in a half-hour or so. Just try to relax, and even sleep if you can,” Doc told him. Cam smiled with his eyes closed, after laying his head back down, still holding onto my hands.

“I love you, Doc. How come you never fucked me? All those years I craved knowing what sex was like and wanted to have sex with you in the worst way. You never would. I was so disappointed. I’m still disappointed,” Cam said, sleepily, his eyes still closed. I smiled up at Doc, who rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“He’s still a little delusional, but this should clear up,” Doc told us. I shook my head.

“I think it’s more than that, Doc. He’s always had a crush on you. He’s told me that several times. Oh, he means it. He’d love to spend a couple of hours with you naked having sex. Trust me on that one. Damn, who wouldn’t? I’d be right there with him,” I chided. Doc shook his head at me again.

“Well, that’s never going to happen, although I’m flattered anyway. It’s against all professional ethics. I could lose my license for doing something like that, not that it isn’t tempting,” Doc replied, making me smile. Cam started shaking some, then took both his hands and started rubbing his crotch like something was wrong.

“Cam, what’s going on?” I asked concerned. His legs shook a little and he was still rubbing his hands over his crotch like his dick hurt or something.

“My dick. Something’s wrong with my dick,” he said, his eyes still closed. “Help me, Josh.” I looked up at Doc for advice. Doc shook his head, like he had no idea what the problem was now. I unbuckled his belt, then unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to mid-thigh. His cock was hard and straining against his briefs. I looked up at Doc as if to ask, do I need to go further, as his legs were still shaking. Cam took my hands and put them over his brief constrained cock. I took his waistband and pulled them down over his erection, liberating his penis and balls. His cock stood straight in the air, hard as a rock. I couldn’t see anything wrong with it. Cam put my hand on his hard dick and moved it up and down, as if to jack him off.

“What’s wrong, Cam? Are you in some kind of pain?” I asked him, concerned.

“My dick, Josh. My dick wants to explode. Help me,” Cam all but begged. I jacked his cock for him, while the three of us looked on, not knowing what to expect. All of a sudden, his whole body shook, then erupted big time with several shots of semen shooting from his cock. I put my hand over it to catch as much as I could to keep from drenching Cam. Doc, Kyle and I had a shocked look on our faced seeing so much cum fly from his dick. His convulsions finally stopped, and he started to relax some. A satisfying smile came over his face, as he fell fast asleep.

“Well that was fucking interesting. What the hell was that?” I asked Doc, as I cleaned up some of Cam’s spunk in my hand.

“Uh, the only technical explanation for what we just witnessed was our boy was horny and needed to get a load off. That was one hell of a load, I’d have to say. I’d say he was backed up some,” Doc surmised. I told him that was an understatement, if there ever was one. Doc chuckled. “Once you guys started having sex with him, his semen production must have shifted into high gear. We’ll have to keep an eye on that, as it could be a problem later, causing him some pain in the groin area. There are pills to help stem the production of male semen if we need to prescribe some for him, or you guys just need to have sex with him more often. What can I say?” Doc replied. I looked at him in awe.

“I don’t think he needs any pills to stem the production of his semen, Doc. I wouldn’t wish that on any guy. I’m sure he’ll be fine. I just think he was all worked up before, then passed out and his dick was still interested, even when he was away from us. We’ll keep an eye on that part if you can just get him back to us in a normal state,” I argued. Doc, chuckled, shaking his head, saying Cam would be fine in less than an hour.

I wrapped my thumb and forefinger around the base of his cock and drew them up to the head of his penis to draw the rest of his semen out of his dick. I was tempted to lick his cum out of my hand, but with the good doctor standing there, thought that might be a little over the top if I did, although the smell of fresh semen was pungent in the air, making my own cock want to rise up and take notice. I rinsed my hand off in the small sink beside his bed, then grabbed some paper towels and started to clean him up. There was still a smile on his face, even though he appeared to be sleeping. I washed his cock and balls off with some warm water, asking Doc if he wouldn’t rather do this instead of me. He told me I was doing fine, and the less he had to do with it the better. I rolled my eyes at him, but continued on, until I had Cam’s balls, cock and pubes clean and dried off. I pulled his briefs back up over him, then his jeans, zipping him up and buckling his belt.

“That was a labor of love, Josh. I can see you deeply care about Cam. That warms my heart to see he has someone to really care about him the way you do. I can tell he loves you also,” Doc said, admiringly. Doc said he’d be back in a few minutes, as he needed to go enter some information at the nurses’ station, and Cam should be fine at this point.

Kyle stood up beside me and put a hand on my shoulder. “You care about so many of us, Josh. I don’t know how you do it, but you do. I couldn’t have a better friend in all the world. I thank God every day for putting you in my life. I promise to always help you with Cam also. He’s my very best friend in this world too. I’ve seen him endure so much pain, and now he’s finally happy because of you. Hell, I was the same way,” Kyle confessed. I put an arm around his waist then kissed him.

“I love all you guys. Can’t help it. Couldn’t stop caring about you if my life depended on it. I just want us all to be happy and make something of ourselves. We’re getting there, but we have so much more to do. Thanks for saying you’ll help with Cam. He wants to move into the apartment with you once we get back from Florida. I think it will do him good. I know he really cares about you also, Kyle. I know he’ll be happy living with you. You guys could be roomies with benefits, you know,” I told him. Kyle chuckled.

“I’m sure, but let’s take one step at a time. That might not be the best scenario starting off, but if it happens, it happens. That’s up to him though. I know where I’m happy, anytime I get to spend the night with you and Jake. That’s what makes me happy,” Kyle replied. I hugged him, and gave him another kiss.

“Are you guys going to have sex right in front of me, without me?” we heard Cam ask, surprising us.

“Cam, are you okay now?” I asked suddenly, releasing Kyle. He rubbed his eyes some.

“I think so. Are we in a hospital?” he asked, unsure of his surroundings, as his eyes gazed around the room some. I told him we most certainly were, as he scared the bejeebers out of us at the house when he passed out. “I did?” he asked. I explained about the cold turkey effects of his anti-depressant drugs and what that did to him. “I’m sorry. Never expected anything like that,” he replied. I explained that Doc gave him a shot to help him. It looked like it was working now, as he was starting to make sense. I asked him how he felt now. He shook his head al little, then rubbed his crotch. “Honestly, I feel like I just had a giant orgasm. Must have been great stuff in the shot you said I got,” Cam replied, making Kyle and I chuckle. I decided now was not the time to tell him I had to jack him off in front of Doc, and the three of us witnessed him shoot one hell of a load from that hard cock of his. Kyle and I smiled at one another

Doc came back in. “Well, look who finally woke up,” Doc said, smiling at Cam. He walked over to him, took out his stethoscope and listened to his heart. “You sound normal now. Do you remember anything at all before now?” Doc asked. Cam smiled.

“All I remember is I felt loved and had the nicest dream. But that’s all,” he said. Doc looked over at Kyle and me and smiled. I rolled my eyes. Doc asked him what the last thing was he remembered. “Not sure, but we were at the house and had dinner. Someone was talking about the details of the Spring Break meeting in Key West, but that’s the last thing I remember,” Cam told him.

“No problem, as that’s where you were when you passed out. Josh and Kyle called me, then brought you here. You should be fine now, Cam, but I’m giving you a small bottle of pills that you need to take as directed on the label. You need two pills a day, a very mild form of your anti-depressant for two days, then one pill a day for two days, then a half pill a day for two days, then you’re done. We need to ween you off what you were on for years. Cold turkey caused your problem. Now, I need you to do what I tell you to do to keep that from happening again and you crash. We need to keep you healthy,” Doc told him.

“Thanks, Doc. I’m sorry I didn’t listen, but I wanted off those damn things in the worst way. I just want to be normal like the other guys,” Cam replied.

“Cam, you’re perfectly normal now. We just need to regulate your body chemistry, that’s all. Just a few more days and this is all over. I promise,” Doc assured him. Cam smiled at Doc and thanked him. “Oh, you guys might want to keep an eye on him tonight at least. He should be fine, but he might have a headache later. Just give him some Ibuprofen for the headache if he needs it,” Doc told us. I told Doc, we’d keep him with us tonight for good measure. Doc looked pleased. “Let me know if he has any further problems with that other incident we observed tonight. Like I said, there are meds for that, if necessary. Those glands can cause pain if not relieved when they need to be,” Doc reminded me. I smiled and shook my head. He smiled also.

We helped Cam sit up, then swung his feet over the side of the bed and slide off onto the floor. I had my arm wrapped around him to steady him. Kyle was on the other side of him. Together we walked him out of the examination room. Doc told us we were good to go, as he handed me the pills he’d prescribed for him. I stuck the pills in my pocket. Cam had to sign a couple of forms, while Kyle went to get the Jeep, and pull it up to the pickup zone of the hospital. I walked Cam out to the Jeep and put him in the back. I sat back there with him. He asked us both about what happened. We filled him in on what he missed, leaving out his giant orgasm and his admitted love and lust for Dr. Wayne. I didn’t want to totally embarrass him.

We got back to the apartment. Kyle and I walked Cam upstairs and sat him on the couch. Jake ran Kyle back to the house to pick up Kyle’s pickup truck. Blake, Tim, Dylan, Wes, Zach and Brady were there with us, anxious to know if Cam was okay. We told them he passed out due to a chemical imbalance coming off his anti-depressant meds that fast. Cam smiled, somewhat embarrassed. I told Cam he was spending the night with us tonight so we could keep an eye on him. That seemed to make him happy to hear.

Jake and Kyle finally returned from the house. Jake had a big smile on his face, obviously having heard the full story of what happened in the emergency exam room, complete with Cam’s confession of love for Doc and his massive penile explosion.

We got down to our briefs. Kyle and I helped Cam disrobe to his. Cam felt his briefs, noticing a small wet spot. He smelled his fingers, thinking we didn’t see it. He made a funny face, as if he smelled something he shouldn’t have smelled. I could tell he still have some semen that leaked from his piss slit after I cleaned him up. That would not have happened, had I been able to suck his cock dry, but there was no opportune time to do it in the exam room. I was sure Cam was wondering where that came from, but soon dismissed it. I got him some ice tea, sparing him beer at the moment, until he really had all his faculties back.

“Anything else happen after we left for the hospital?” I asked the guys. They said that most of the guys were just asking questions about what all to take. Most realized there wasn’t much to take at all really. One would need clothes to get there and clothes to come home, but other than that, one would not need any clothes. There were outdoor showers to use anytime, although there were full bathrooms in the rooms. We’d be in and out of the pool during the day and night, so one would remain clean most all the time. Everyone seemed excited about doing this. Jake said even Rod, Tyler and Lonnie were excited. Dylan said Tink was even more excited, although he had to be careful, and not get caught siting on someone’s dick by any of his bros, or other guys that he might now know. I asked Jake if Taylor had any qualms about going. Jake said Taylor was really looking forward to it also, even though he’d only be there for the meeting and the two evenings, which were more than enough time for him to really enjoy himself.

“Someone we didn’t expect to have with us, that can now go is Cody, Trent’s buddy,” Jake told us. “He’s got the cutest little ass on him. Seeing him in his briefs, it’s like he has ‘fuck me’ written all over his ass,” Jake chided. Zach and Brady agreed. They decided it would be great seeing all these hot guys they didn’t normally get to see naked, running around naked there at the PF. I told them that took some of the mystique out of them. Brady said, that was okay with him. We had to laugh.

I got a text from Doc asking how our patient was doing. I texted back, Cam was doing fine and looked good. I texted Doc that Cam really did think the world and all of him, as did I, and thanked him for being there for us. Doc said he wouldn’t have it any other way. I asked Doc if he got to continue what he started with Henry. I got a smiley face back, then a heart.

 

[bs29697]

Another incredible chapter FT. I loved the banter between Dylan, Dustin and Lonnie. Dustin and Dylan explaining what a "sandwich" was to Lonnie while everyone was using the shower was hilarious

When Josh and Rod's crews got to the house they were soon followed by Kyle, Wes, Cam and Lucky surprising Josh by coming too. Lucky explained Spence and Simon's expensive lawyers have yet to get them out of jail on bail saying further that whoever is paying the lawyers wants them out worse than it seems Spence & Simon do and not answer questions the money man might ask.

After everyone ate their steak Allen and OBB got everyone's attention and went over the itinerary for their trip to Florida. All the guys got their tickets and were ready for Spring Break. Allen and OBB are great planners.

Things started to go downhill fast for Cam while Allen talked Cam passed out for a few moments thankfully Josh noticed Cam wasn't responsive and he called Dr Wayne telling Josh to get Cam to ER he'd be waiting for them. When Josh arrived with Cam at the ER Dr. Wayne gave Cam a shot and within 15 min he was alert. Dr. Wayne warned Cam this would happen if he quit taking his meds cold turkey he prescribed Cam some pills to take to ween himself off of the antidepressants he was taking and to take them exactly as prescribed so this wouldn't happen again.

Glad to see Taylor had made it for dinner with guys

I am excited for the next chapter hopefully Wednesday night

Brian

 

[highflyer99]

Loved the whole chapter. I always enjoy the Sunday afternoons at the house. They're always feel-good gatherings with lots of banter and general fun. Allen and OBB are expert event planners, masters of the detail -- talents that will no doubt contunue to be very valuable to Stoney Enterprises. They're certainly still a couple of my favourite characters. Allen has a way of seeing an opportunity and just getting on and organising things, like purchasing the house and then managing the renovations. He's certainty not just a spoilt little rich boy relying on daddy's money to get through life.

Bit of a scare with Cam, though not totally unexpected given the way he suddenly stopped taking his meds, against doctor's orders. But he came good, so no harm done. It was pretty amusing how he deliriously professed his love for Dr Wayne and had a massive orgasm that he didn't remember.

A little mention in there too about summer. Which made me wonder if you have any major developments planned for the boys then, FT. Last summer they spent converting the bowling alley into the CNB2, as well as partying at Todd and Chad's house. This year? I'm sure you've got lots of ideas.

Anyway, looking forward as usual to tomorrow's chapter. Glad to hear you "only" had a bad head cold, FT. It was a surprise to hear you had covid last year -- happily, fairly mildly, the way you described it.

Stay well and stay happy, bent bros.
Cheers, HF