Chapter 541 – Revelations From Garth and An Interesting Talk With Lucky
Jake, Blake and I were all anxious to hear what Clay had to say, as I motioned for Eric to send us some beers. Just as Eric brought the beer, Cam arrived, wanting to hear what happened also. Eric grabbed another beer for Cam.
“Well, it’s good to see you weren’t fired anyway,” I said, thankfully. Clay still looked very nervous.
“No, but I’m on probation for changing my report, from what was on the teleprompter, to what I actually read. My producer was pissed he didn’t know I was going to drop a bombshell, and demanded I cover any changes with him ahead of time. I argued with him that he wouldn’t have let me report any of what I read, and the story would have been lost, buried, never covered. I told him, in my mind, that made us complicit to helping with a cover up. That pissed him off also. He told me I was a good-looking talking head on camera, and he was the brains with the journalistic talent. I actually laughed at that, telling him I did all the leg work on the story, including making sure the state AG’s office had the information, telling him I was responsible for getting the AG to investigate Dickerson. He called me a punk kid, telling me he forgot more about journalism than I’d ever know. I had to laugh at that on also, as did Harry, who demanded to be in on the meeting. Even our GM told my producer, he hadn’t seen journalism like I produced yesterday in ages, and our ratings shot up like crazy last night, all but putting Channel 2 out of business, as everyone was tuned to us, after I initially broke the story. They replayed the report on the 10:00 news which almost everyone in town tuned into. He told Akins, our producer, he thought Akins needed to take a few lessons from me on how to get ratings, and do a service to the community at the same time. Harry told him that also. Akins told Harry he was an old talking head, as he didn’t even write his own copy. That was done for him. All Harry had to do was read the teleprompter and look authentic. Akins said the only reason he hadn’t sent him out to pasture was the fact he was well respected and trusted in the community for so many years, although not to push it, as his days could be numbered. Harry told Akins he’d forgotten more about journalism than Akins ever knew. I thought the two were going to go at it at one point. Harry and our GM defended my actions, saying it was absolutely the right thing to do, and were just glad I had the stones to carry it out,” Clay explained. I patted him on the back. “Of course, you were the one, Josh, that encouraged me to go with it. I was leaning more to the side of caution and sitting on it, in hopes of another shot sometime. Getting your attorneys involved was the best strategy yet. You deserve a lot of the credit for what happened,” Clay told me sincerely.
“It was a combination of several intelligent, quick acting individuals that wanted to set the record straight, Clay. Your team at Live 5 News could possibly have done the same thing,” I suggested.
“Not a chance, Josh. Akins would have kicked me out of his office in a heartbeat. I swear he still wanted to fire me this morning after I got back from my first remote broadcast, before we had our meeting. He was not a nice guy this morning, to say the least. I actually told him I didn’t have time for his whining, as I had a story to chase. He just walked off in a huff, saying we’d get together this afternoon, and it wasn’t going to be pretty,” Clay told us.
“What changed his mind?” I had to ask. Clay smiled.
“Our GM and Harry changed his mind. I’m not sure he changed his mind, actually. More like, he endured what needed to happen after our GM told him the ratings went through the roof. I guess Channel 2 sent a reporter over to the admin building after my first broadcast, but they didn’t know why the state police were there or what they were looking for. I told my counterpart at 2, he needed to catch up and listen to what I was reporting so he could save a little bit of grace, and not appear totally ignorant. He said he thought that might be a good idea. Go figure. Even he wanted to know where in the hell I got this information. I told him I was just doing my job, following up on my earlier stories regarding this whole situation with the apartment complex property, and the scandal that took place a couple of weeks ago. He actually had the audacity to tell me he thought that was all over with by now. I told him he needed to start watching Channel 5 to catch up, if he wasn’t going to do any responsible journalism on his own. I think he was a little hurt when I made that statement, but then he stood there and listened to my next live report before he did another one. What a plagiarist, the dumbfuck. Now that is just a pretty face with nothing upstairs,” Clay added, making us laugh.
“So is this Akins guy giving you his blessing to pursue the story, now that you’ve blown the lid off the most important story of the decade in this town?” I asked. Clay rolled his eyes.
“I have to cover everything with him first, unless I capture it in the process of happening. I told him there were situations where time waited for no one. He agreed, but said anything I had to report ahead of time, he wanted to read, know and understand the content first, and if needed, edit the information we reported. I told him, if he was going to censor facts, I wasn’t interested, and I’d take the story to Channel 2, as it was evident they needed some serious help over there. Harry told Akins his career as a producer would be short lived if that happened. Akins capitulated some, but still wants as much advanced notice on my reports as possible. I told him I would make an effort, but wasn’t going to sit on breaking news for him to take his time in analyzing and spinning the information. I swear he and Dickerson must have a thing between them. He’s more afraid of Dickerson than he is of our GM. I guess that’s because he’s been there forever, and we seem to get a new GM about every two years, then they move on to larger markets. We’re kind of a stepping stone here, a smaller market for training others to go on to larger markets or the networks, which is ultimately where everyone wants to end up,” Clay explained.
“Doesn’t sound like this Akins is headed for a larger market, if he’s been stuck here for a number of years?” I commented. Clay rolled his eyes.
“The dumbass was in a very large market, even had a stint with one of the networks at one time. Something happened, and he lost his whole career, which is why we ended up with him here in Uni. He didn’t do us any favors for sure, but Dickerson brought him in years ago thinking he wooed a great journalist away from a network, when really the asshole got fired for something, and was lucky to end up with a job period. Now he thinks he’s hot stuff. Our GM reminded him it was ratings that paid the bills, and if we didn’t get the viewers’ attention, we’d all be out on our ears,” Clay commented.
“So, you’re on probation for how long?” I asked.
“Until Akins says I’m not. I have a feeling that’s going to be a while. He’s going to keep a thumb on me for sure. He told me Dickerson already called him, and told him to fire my ass and kick me the hell out of town,” Clay told us. We all shook our heads. “Believe me, he wanted to, but our GM told him no fucking way, and he’d handle Dickerson. He said that firing me for any reason at the moment would be suicidal, and they’d all lose their jobs. He also said, if what we reported turned out to be true, we didn’t want to be the ones siding with Dickerson, as he would probably go to jail, which wouldn’t be a good light on us. He also said that our attorneys would say the same thing. Nothing should be done before Dickerson was either exonerated or possibly convicted. Not sure what that means for me long term, but that’s where it stands at the moment. I guess I should be grateful in a way,” Clay commented.
“They should be grateful you got the story of the decade, exclusively for Live 5 News, Clay. You’re the hero in all of this. They should have given you a raise even for what you did over and above the call,” I remarked. Clay smiled.
“Again, you were a huge help in all of this, Josh. Remember, I wasn’t sure I should touch it. I probably would have caved, had it not been for you. I owe a lot of this to you. I won’t ever forget it either,” Clay remarked. I patted him on the back.
Kyle came waltzing in, anxious to hear what happened today. We quickly filled him in. He asked if anyone had seen Garth yet to ask him how he made out with the state police and his bosses that couldn’t get hold of him. We hadn’t seen him as of yet, thinking he was still probably working or answering questions. “I’d like to hear what happened with the state police inside the Admin building today, if anyone got in trouble or tried to keep the staties from getting the information they needed,” Clay told us. Come to think of it, I hadn’t seen Dylan either, thinking he might just be getting home from work. It wasn’t long until he came waltzing through the front door, in a very chipper mood. We grabbed him before he went upstairs to change.
“Sup, gents?” he asked us all, somewhat excited. I told him we were about to ask him the same thing, wondering if he’d talked to Garth today. Dylan smiled. “He texted me awhile ago, saying he had the staties so far up his ass, he might not be able to shit for a week. He did say all was good though, as they got some great stuff and were very pleased with what he found for them,” Dylan stated, making Clay that more interested in finding out what all went on today with IT and Garth. “He’s coming over just as soon as they turn him loose. I guess we’ll find out more when he gets here,” Dylan suggested. He sat down with us and had a beer.
“I hope he comes soon, as I’d love to talk to him. I have to do another report for the 10:00 news tonight. I have to have it reviewed by Akins before I can air it, too. What a waste. I’d really like to have some updated material, where I can say ‘sources tell this reporter’, stuff like that. Oh, Akins wanted to know who my source was for this information. I told him I was never going to give that up, but it was damned credible. He said he needed to know to protect the station in case this source wasn’t credible. I told him, it was better that no one know but me, or we might lose him. That pissed Akins off again, saying he had a right to know. Our GM actually said, ‘why, so you can go tell Dickerson?’ That pissed off Akins even more. I reminded him then the story would be on the cover up and giving up sources, which would mean we’d never have another source trust us again for their identity protection. I just know that burned Akins balls, not being able to find out who I talked to. He probably would have told Dickerson who it was also. I don’t trust the guy one bit. I’d never give Garth up, and it’s important we keep his identity a secret, guys. That goes for all of us. We can’t afford to out him as the mole,” Clay warned. I agreed with him one-hundred percent. “Oh, and get this, Akins told me I might want to watch my back, as powerful people like Dickerson didn’t like to be attacked, and right now he had me in his sights. I took that to be a warning. Kind of scared me some, I have to admit,” Clay confessed. I looked concerned.
“Do they know where you live?” I asked Clay.
“Well, the station has my address, of course. I wouldn’t put it past Akins to give that up to Dickerson, especially the way both of them feel about me now,” Clay suggested. I shook my head.
“You can stay here with us as long as you want to Clay, until all this passes over. That might be the best thing actually,” I told him. That seemed to please Clay.
“Hey, the boys are out of town on Spring Break next week, but I have an extra bedroom at my apartment that’s currently empty and a watchdog to let us know if anyone is snooping around,” Kyle offered. “That is, if Cam doesn’t mind, because it’s his bedroom, once he decides to move in,” Kyle added, looking at Cam.
“I think that’d be a great idea, actually,” Cam told Kyle. “You and I, Kyle, are going to be down there for the meeting a couple of days next week. No one would know where Clay was then, plus he could take care of Iggy for you while you’re gone. I don’t need to move in to the apartment, until we get Clay and Garth out of the woods,” Cam offered. Kyle smiled.
“So, stay with the guys, Clay, until they go out of town on Saturday, then move in to my extra bedroom and hang out there. No one will ever find you,” Kyle suggested. “I had to stay with the guys a few nights, while Spence and Simon were terrorizing my place. Believe me, there’s so much comfort living with friends with all the craziness going on. You feel a hell of a lot safer,” Kyle remarked.
“Are you sure you don’t mind, Josh? You sure it’s okay? That meant a lot to me last night for sure, knowing I had friends around and I was safe. I don’t think anyone would be that crazy to try to harm me, but the way Akins told me to watch my back today, kind of spooked me. I think he meant to do that also. What a prick,” Clay commented.
“Stay with us or Kyle whenever, Clay. We are brothers that help one another. We’re here for you,” I offered.
“What about Garth?” Dylan asked. We kind of forgot about Garth. “He’s gonna need some protection also,” Dylan suggested.
“He can stay with you in your room, Dylan, if you don’t mind. You have an extra bed in there, not that you’d need one with the two of you,” I chided, making him smile.
“What about next week while we’re gone and the bar is closed?” Dylan asked, a good question we hadn’t thought about. “I don’t suppose he could go to Key West with us, could he?” Dylan asked, somewhat excited we might say yes. I smiled.
“Why not. Ask Allen if he can get him down there with the rest of them. If he can, then he’s welcome to hang out with us down there. They’ll never find him down there with us," I replied. We all smiled at that one.
“Damn, Key West? I’d love to go with you too. That’s a great place. Nice and warm down there,” Clay chimed in. “Except, I need to be here and stay on top of this story. No time to bail out now,” Clay added.
“Well, if you were so inclined, you might want to hitch a ride with our corporate staff for the three-day, two-night stint they’re coming for. They’re coming down late afternoon on Tuesday, and leaving to come back Thursday morning. If you can work that into your schedule, you’re more than welcome to come. Cam and Kyle are coming then,” I informed Clay.
“Wow, that actually sounds exciting to walk around in the hot sun, wear shorts again and get a tan for a couple of days. Can’t say I wouldn’t enjoy a little R&R with this shit flowing all around me,” Clay replied.
“About the shorts, Clay. You really don’t need any,” I informed him.
“You’re not wearing jeans in the hot sun down there, are you?” Clay asked, somewhat confused. I smiled.
“We own a resort there in Key West. It’s a clothes-optional resort. We don’t wear any clothes, except we do wear shorts and T’s on Wednesday when we have our big corporate meeting. I guess you could wear shorts that day, if you really wanted to, but you sure as hell don’t need to,” I suggested. Clay looked a little confused.
“Seriously, it’s a nudist colony?” he asked, somewhat concerned. I smiled.
“No, it’s a regular first-class resort with two swimming pools, sand volleyball, exercise areas, hot tubs, steam room, sauna, all the beer you can drink, and all the food you can eat. It’s a fabulous place, actually,” I replied.
“But you’re always naked?” he asked, still trying to wrap his head around what we were talking about. I smiled, and nodded my head, ‘yes’. “And you’re fine with that?” he asked. I kept smiling.
“It’s the greatest feeling of freedom ever, Clay. You’ll really enjoy it, and you’ll absolutely hate to put your clothes back on to leave. Trust me on that,” I replied.
“Isn’t it kind of embarrassing, everyone walking around in their birthday suit?” he asked.
“Only to the shy. If everyone is naked, then what’s to be embarrassed about?” I asked. He had to think about that question.
“I guess it’d be okay. A little unusual, but might be kind of nice to get a tan without tan lines,” Clay finally replied.
“And Josh is great at applying just the right amount sunscreen on your penis and testicles for everyone, Clay. You’ll find he has a soft touch,” Jake chimed in, making the rest of the guys chuckle.
“Hey, and I give great massages also with happy endings, as does Sven down there. He has the biggest dick ever. Wait until you see that sausage hanging on that boy,” Dylan chimed in. I think Clay’s head almost exploded he was so overwhelmed.
“Good grief, this could be a crazy couple of days. Not sure I’m prepared for anything like that,” Clay said, reluctantly. I patted him on the back, telling him he’d do fine.
We grabbed something to eat. Garth still hadn’t returned yet. We were getting a little concerned about the boy. He finally showed up, just as we finished eating. Clay was excited to see him, anxious to interview him to see what all took place today and what he could use for his report later that wouldn’t expose Garth. We all kind of gave Garth a warm welcome.
“As much as I’d love a beer and something to eat right now, do you think we could go upstairs and talk? I don’t need to be seen with Clay in a public place, or someone’s going to put two and two together and come up with four, as hard as that is to do these days for some people,” Garth suggested. He had a point. We didn’t need anyone to know Garth was the one that leaked the story. I told everyone to head upstairs, and I’d order up some food for Garth to eat upstairs as we talked. That taken care of, I headed up to join the others, already in their briefs, except for Cliff, who said he needed to go back to the studio just as soon as he talked to Garth. Garth told Cliff he was missing a great opportunity to relax and unwind. Clay said he couldn’t think about doing any of that until he finished with the 10:00 news report. “Okay, so this is what I know,” Garth started off saying, as Clay got a pad out to take notes.
“So far, no one has a clue as to who leaked this to the press, namely Clay here. I was sure they might suspect me right off the bat, but I guess no one thinks I give a shit about anything. Seems as if everyone thinks I’m just a computer geek of sorts. You should have heard the speculation with my boss and his crew today. I swear they all think each other is guilty. They were asking all kinds of crazy questions of each other, trying to incriminate one or the other. It was merciless. Talk about a bunch of Barracuda that want to eat their own. Damn, those boys are crazy,” Garth explained.
“So, you’re safe at the moment?” Clay asked. Garth rolled his eyes.
“For the moment, but I have a feeling someone is watching all of us, including me. I got interrogated by my boss, as to what the staties wanted and what they found. They wouldn’t let my boss be present as I presented the emails for them to investigate. They wanted all the files, not just Dickerson’s, but all the admin personnel. Damn, are they going to be surprised at how crude, rude and sociably obnoxious our public servants are in academia. I’m telling you, Doctor in front of some of our personnel’s names here doesn’t mean smart, just a license to fuck around it seems like to me. I’m telling you, Dickerson is doing something demented in Hastings’ basement. He has to be, as much as he talks about enjoying himself there,” Garth stated. I chuckled. Dylan almost laughed out loud.
“Garth, they piss on one another down there in Hastings’ basement. They get naked and piss on one another. I mean it’s sick, but that’s what they’re doing,” Dylan explained, chuckling. Garth seemed a little shocked.
“What the fuck, Dylan. Who the hell would want to do something like that when you can fuck one another, and really enjoy yourself? Not that I’d want to witness those two old overweight farts fuck one another, but I’m thinking it would be more pleasure for them than freaking pissing on one another, not that I wouldn’t want to piss on them myself, for the assholes they are,” Garth commented, making us chuckle. “Come to think about it, there was mention by Dickerson in one of the emails to Hastings that he was looking forward to a shower soon. I couldn’t figure that out, but he did mention the experience was going to be ‘golden’. Now it makes sense. Those fucked up, kinky bastards,” Garth exclaimed.
“Anyone question why you didn’t respond to all your bosses’ pleas for help last night?” Clay asked Garth. Garth smiled.
“Of course they did. They were rather pissed I didn’t get back to them until this morning. I told them I had one hell of a nice dick buried in my ass, and there was no way I was going to kick the stud that was fucking me off my ass, as that was one hellacious nice cock making me feel fantastic,” Garth explained. We were all kind of shocked he’d say something like that to his bosses.
“Wow, they must have enjoyed hearing that explanation,“ I commented. Garth laughed.
“They all know I’m gay, and make no bones about it. I drop nasties like that on them all the time, and it turns them off like crazy, which means our conversations get abruptly ended when I start talking about dicks up my ass. Sure enough, the didn’t ask me any more questions. They didn’t want to hear any more about dicks up my ass. That interrogation ended quickly. Whenever these guys ask questions to get in my shit, I always lay the gay mechanics of making love on them, which cuts the conversation short, if you know what I mean,” Garth explained, making us all laugh.
“Way to go, Garth. Kick them in the balls and make them shut up,” Dylan said. Garth smiled, and the two high-fived one another.
“Like I was saying, they dropped the questions immediately, thinking I was shacking up with someone, which technically, I was, with Dylan here. Damn, that was a great night too, Dylan. Wow, haven’t had one of those nights since the last time we traded cum,” Garth replied. Dylan smiled, no doubt conjuring up warm memories of him and Garth doing the nasty and blowing their loads. Clay wasn’t sure how to react to that.
“So, tell me if the state police made any comments when they were sifting through the emails you provided,” Clay asked. Garth smiled.
“Oh, I made sure to point out some of the infidelity going on, but they weren’t so much interested in that as they were to find some kind of collusion going on between Dickerson and Hastings or Weinstein and Seward for that matter,” Garth replied.
“Did Weinstein and Seward participate in any basement meetings?” I asked, curiously. Garth smiled.
“No, actually there are some emails between them and Dickerson, discouraging the basement meetings with Hastings, insinuating that wasn’t a proper place or proper etiquette to conduct business, and he should avoid ever having any meetings with Hastings in his basement. You should have seen Dickerson’s response to Weinstein and Seward. He basically told them to drop dead, as he could do what he wanted and they didn’t have a clue, nor did they need to know what he and Hastings were discussing. Weinstein said he knew, and it was despicable, something that would de-thrown him as president of the university if anyone found out about their little rendezvous,” Garth explained. We all rolled our eyes.
“So, Weinstein and Seward knew about Hasting’s golden showers experience in the basement and Dickerson’s participation with him then?” I asked, for clarification purposes.
“Most definitely, Josh. They all seemed to know. The crazy thing is, all had something on the other, so no one could really object to anything, no matter how anything disgusted one about the other. Oh, and get this, apparently, which I just uncovered today in more emails I hadn’t perused, there was some mention about pharmaceuticals that might be available through Spence and Simon. The dads damn well knew about their sons’ drug dealings. I’m sure the state police might share this newly discovered information with the Feds now that it’s been discovered,” Garth said, with a big smile.
“Damn, talk about a grand slam. You got a ton of information exposed. I can’t believe they said all that stuff in emails. Who could be that crazy?” I commented. “Stoney always told me to never put anything in writing you wouldn’t want to have to explain to a judge, no matter what.”
“Amen to that. Guess these guys are going to learn the hard way,” Clay commented. “I’m trying to wrap my head around what I can say about the on-going investigation that started today,” Clay added.
“Well, you could say that the state police have confiscated a ton of emails, some of which could be incriminating on many different levels, according to an unknown source that was completely blown away by what was uncovered. That doesn’t really say anything, but leads one to believe there was some crazy shit uncovered in some private emails that might blow people’s minds, and concern a lot of the faculty involved in infidelity, regardless whether the state police is interested in that stuff at all,” I suggested. Clay was taking notes.
“Sounds like a trailer of more news to come, which is great, if my producer will let me get away with it. I’ll tell him that my source let me read some of the emails, and they’re incriminating as hell, which all will know, if and when they release them,” Clay replied. “These emails are property of the state, as they were transmitted on a state institution’s server, one reserved for university business. They aren’t the private property of those that were sending and receiving them, not at an .edu domain,” Clay replied. I patted him on the back, telling him he was right.
“Do you have to do anything more with the state police tomorrow?” Clay asked Garth.
“Yes, they offloaded the servers that host the emails, downloading them to a separate server. They want my help in indexing what they want to keep when they find what they’re looking for. They’ve already collected a ton of information they want to analyze. I’m telling you guys, it’s true that Dickerson was paid off to steer the science building to Weinstein and Seward, and it wasn’t just because he liked Hastings’ piss. That’s for sure,” Garth assured us. We all shook our heads.
“Thank goodness you tipped off Clay, who made this public and started an investigation, or we may not have ever known,” I commented. Garth seemed proud of himself for being a whistle blower. Dylan patted him on the back. Kyle said it was great he had the courage to come forth and bring attention to this terrible injustice, adding the fact there was collusion against him even.
“One thing the state police did tell me, was that I might want to watch my back in the next couple of weeks until all of this unfolded and they had their investigation concluded. They said I might feel pressure from my supervision at work to discard certain files that they’d rather not be viewed. Now we’ve kind of taken care of that, in that the state police have the entire email file now, so there is no way I could go in and tamper with and delete files without the staties knowing about it. Not true, I could do all kinds of things to that file, and they’d never know I was there, but that’s not going to happen. They warned me I might want to lay low, even leave town, if I had somewhere to go to disappear for a week or so,” Garth informed us. Dylan smiled from ear to ear.
“How does Key West sound for all next week?” Dylan asked Garth, who, all of sudden got real excited.
“Fucking ‘A’, dude. I could dig that. Damn, what did you have in mind?” Garth asked Dylan. Dylan explained we were all going down to our resort on Key West next week for Spring Break and I had authorized him to come along with us. Garth jumped into Dylan’s arms.
“One catch, Garth. It’s a clothes optional resort, so we’re running around naked at the resort all next week. Think you can handle that?” Dylan asked him with a smile. I thought Garth was going to have an orgasm.
“Fuck yeh, I can. Wow, it doesn’t get any better than that. Fantastic. I can’t believe it. Can I sleep with you, dude?” Garth asked Dylan.
“We’ll do more than sleep together, Garth. We both know what we’re capable of in that area,” Dylan replied. I thought Garth was going to explode he was so excited. So was Dylan. I was happy for both of them. “Oh, and you get to sleep with me here, until we leave for Key West on Saturday, then we’ll sleep down there. Hiding out can be fun,” Dylan exclaimed. The two hugged each other tightly. “Careful, you’re getting me excited,” Dylan chided. Garth said he wasn’t the only one.
Clay said, as much as he was happy for them both, he needed to head to the studio and start working on his newscast report. We all wished him well. He said he was going to stop by his apartment before heading to the studio and grab some clothes, then come back here right after his newscast. I asked him if he needed one of us to accompany him. He said he thought he was good this early, but didn’t want to stop after the newscast, as anyone trying to get to him might think his apartment was where he was heading afterwards. Made sense, we thought.
Clay headed out. Kyle said he was heading home, having come here directly from work and expecting Iggy needed some relief. Cam asked him if it was okay if he stopped by Kyle’s apartment to see what it looked like, so he could see what space he had available in his bedroom to move things into after Spring Break and when Clay no longer needed the space. Kyle said he’d love for Cam to stop by and hang with him anyway, saying that Iggy would be excited to see him also. That made Cam smile. Cam looked to me, as if to ask if I thought that was okay for him to do. I don’t know why he thought he needed my permission. I told him, it would be great for him to spend some time with Kyle and look over his new digs. I got a hug from Cam for that. Kyle shook his head, as if he didn’t know what that was all about, but was happy, nonetheless. The two of them got dressed, then after we all gave them hugs, headed out. Ethan showed up right after they left, anxious to study. He stripped down to his undies then got hugs from all of us, including Dustin, who joked he thought he got a boner hugging Ethan. Ethan joked, he’d expect nothing less. Dustin got a kick out of that. Then Ethan told him to get to studying, as he had a lot to study for tonight. Dustin said, after Ethan’s hug, he was well motivated to study now. Ethan rolled his eyes.
I realized I was going to pay Lucky a visit to see what he wanted to talk about, hoping we could take another intimate shower together, to see if that answered some of his questions. Jake knew I was going over to check on Lucky, telling me not to fuck him senseless, as he wasn’t used to that. I told Jake, I wasn’t sure what he wanted tonight. Jake said he was pretty sure. We both laughed. I kissed Jake passionately, before heading out to Lucky’s
Lucky was dressed in athletic shorts and a T-shirt when I got there, happy to see me, pulling me in his front door, out of the cold. I gave him a big hug. “Thanks for coming over, Josh. I really appreciate this, and all you’ve done for me so far. Sorry, I just got back from the station, where I worked out for an hour, so I’m kind of ripe, I guess. Didn’t have time to take a shower before you came. You might want to keep your distance,” he suggested. What I wanted to do was to lick his sweaty balls and run my nose through his sweaty pits and pubes. I just smiled.
“How about we take a shower together. Are you up for that?” I asked, suggestively. Lucky smiled.
“Uh, I guess it would be okay. Are you sure?” he asked. I just beamed.
“I’ve never been so sure of anything. I think we kind of got acquainted the first time in the shower together. Can’t say I didn’t like it. Kind of got used to it, and really enjoy it with you. That is, if you’re okay with it,” I commented.
“Sure, yeh, that’s great,” he replied, but I wasn’t so sure he was as excited about it as I was.
“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up, then we can talk about whatever you wanted to talk about,” I told him. He got up and we walked into his bedroom. Before he could take off his t-shirt, I could tell his cock was rock hard and tenting his athletic shorts. He pulled off his t-shirt, exposing that nice hairy chest of his and firm abs. “Oh, Lucky, you are just the hottest guy ever. I see you’re happy to see me,” I told him, as I moved in and ran my hands over his hairy chest, enjoying the feel of his body, then running my hand down over his hard cock and massaging it through his shorts some. Lucky was shaking nervously. “You okay?” I asked, as I let his cock go and embraced him in a tight hug, pushing our bodies together.
“Better than I deserve to be, Josh. Just be patient with me, as this is all new to me,” he said, nervously.
“Lucky, don’t let me do anything with you, that makes you feel uncomfortable. I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable. If my attention and adoration for you makes you feel uncomfortable, then we can just talk, and I’ll keep my hands off you, as hard as that’s going to be for me. I want to care about you as a close friend more than anything. I don’t want to alienate you by being too forward or caring about you in a way that makes you uncomfortable,” I explained, as I backed off him, but still noticing the boner between us.
“That’s just it, Josh. I’ve been hard half the day thinking about you being here with me tonight. I don’t know why, but I have these new feelings that I just can’t shake. I need to see if they’re real or not. I was hoping you could help me figure them out,” he said, as he grabbed me and pulled me up against him in a hug again. I looked up at him, as he was taller than me. I pulled his head down and kissed him on the lips.
“I guess we’re taking that shower together after all, then,” I chided. He smiled and kissed me again. I pulled down his athletic shorts and freed his boner. “Damn, you have a beautiful cock, Lucky. Excuse me, but I have to kiss it hello,” I said, as I sank to my knees, still fully clothed, but too anxious to handle that beautiful cock, to wait long enough to get naked with him. I ran my tongue all over that beautiful rigid penis, over the head, down his shaft, over his balls, tasting that man sweat and inhaling that intoxicating male musk scent. Fuck, his smell damn near made me cum. My own cock was wanting to stand at attention. After somewhat servicing that beautiful cock of his, I got up and stripped naked in a heartbeat, then pulled him up against me, our cocks and balls rubbing together between us. Damn, if he wasn’t fucking hot.
“I don’t have a clue what makes me this way, but I really like this, Josh. It’s all I think about anymore,” Lucky told me. I smiled, then dragged him to the shower, and turned it on to get it warm. We stepped inside, then hugged tightly once again. I ran my hands over his hard butt cheeks, squeezing them playfully, then running my hands up and down his back, as we stood in the shower stream. I grabbed some shower jell, then lathered him up all over his beautiful hard body. Lucky was ooing and ahhing the entire time, his cock throbbing with excitement. “This feels so damn good, Josh. I love everything you do to me,” Lucky whispered, lost in my attention to his body. I ran my soapy finger through his ass crack, enjoying the feel of all the hair adorning that valley, even stimulating his asshole some, which drove him half-crazy in the process. “Why does this have to feel so fantastic, when it’s so weird?” he asked rhetorically, enjoying everything I did to him. I sunk down to my knees, and took his hard cock in my mouth again, jacking him as I sucked him. His legs trembled, his senses overwhelmed. I ran my tongue all over his balls, enjoying the feel of them in my mouth, one at a time. It took his breath away. My own cock was screaming for attention, hard as a rock and eager to breed. Still, I tried to ignore my own needs, concentrating on Lucky’s. He was my main focus at the moment, lost in everything I was doing to him. I took my hands and turned him around to face the shower wall, then spread his legs apart. I took my thumbs and pried his tight butt cheeks apart, exposing his beautiful asshole, adorned with dirty blonde colored ass crack hair, making my dick scream for attention now. I was almost afraid to touch it, thinking it might just go off if I did. I continued to ignore it, as I explored Lucky’s love portal, the entrance to his body to share the two of ours together, should that ever happen. He let out several groans of delight, as my tongue probed his rectum, teasing it, knocking on his door. I could see the precum streaming down from his cock, as I looked between his legs. I pulled his cock down and ran my tongue over the end of his dick head, savoring the delightful precum his balls wanted me to taste. Damn, what a treat that was. I ran my tongue back up the underside of his rigid cock, then over the back of his balls and drove it as deep into his asshole as I could, making his whole body tremble. “Oh fuck, Josh. I can’t handle much more of this. Let me do something to you,” he practically begged, as he turned around and lifted me to my feet, putting his hands under my arms and bringing me to him to kiss. Our tongues collided inside each other’s mouths, as we kissed passionately, only pausing for just enough time to breathe. Our hard cocks were brushing up against each other, only adding to the pleasure between us. Lucky stopped long enough to grab some shower jell, then lathered me up all over my body, mimicking what I had done to him. I took advantage of him when he bent over to wash my cock and balls, playing with his nipples, sending additional shockwaves to his penis. “Fuck this is awesome,” he said, shaking his head, then diving right back into fondling me, as he washed me. I got a nice finger up my asshole in the process, that practically made my legs shake. This was almost too much pleasure at one time.
“You’re driving me crazy now, Lucky,” I told him as he continued to fondle my body all over, taking his time, exploring everywhere. He did drop to his knees and suck on my cock and balls. Did a nice job of it, actually, for a novice. He was committed to learning, I sensed. Then he rose up behind me, spreading my legs, as he kissed the back of my neck, driving me crazy with lust for him. He pushed his penis between my thighs, pushing his cock between my legs as if to mimic fucking me. I sensed he wanted to do something, but wasn’t sure what to do with me next. I lifted my right leg some, and spread it, then reached around and grabbed his penis. I soaped up his cock as I stroked it, then guided it to my asshole. He began to shake, as I popped the end of his rigid cock just inside my hole, taking his breath away. I pushed my ass back on his stiff rod, until I took his whole length inside me. He grabbed me tightly from behind.
“Josh, what are we doing here?” he asked softly, as he kissed the back of my neck, and ran his strong hands over my abs and chest, stimulating my nipples. I whispered for him to fuck me, like he would a woman from behind. “You’re so tight. It’s unbelievably amazing,” he whispered, as he got a slow rhythm going.
“You can fuck me harder if you want,” I whispered to him, as I enjoyed that nice strong cock of his in my ass, riding his strong rod. Lucky stepped up the pace some, then suddenly pulled out and shot his load all over the back of one of my legs and an ass cheek. He nearly collapsed. I turned around quickly to catch him. He hugged me tightly. I grabbed his cock and jacked it to make sure he got the full benefit of his orgasm, and didn’t get cut short. He had his head on my shoulder, as I kissed his cheek. When I got him somewhat stabilized, I sunk to my knees and sucked him good, getting a good taste of his seed, fresh from that beautiful cock of his.
“Wow,” he finally uttered. “I never expected anything like that ever,” he remarked, as we continued to hold each other. “Josh, I’ve never felt that way with a girl before, ever,” he added, shaking his head, as if he was trying to wrap his mind around something he didn’t think he could ever comprehend. “We actually fucked. I can’t believe it. I can’t believe we actually did that. I never knew what that’d be like, but it totally blew my mind. I just don’t understand,” he remarked, shaking his head. I smiled at him, then kissed him again as we continued to embrace one another.
Lucky finally reached down and turned off the water. We were kind of prunish. He opened the door and grabbed a towel. Then he proceeded to dry me off, all over. After he finished drying me, he grabbed another towel and started to dry himself. I interceded, taking the towel and returning the favor, making him smile, then hug me again and again. He pulled me into his bedroom again and laid me on his bed.
“Josh, I need to talk to you,” he started to say, as we laid facing one another, naked and clean. He had a hand on my side, then ran his hand lovingly over my cheeks. “Why does this feel so wonderful, and I feel so close to you like I’ve never felt with any other human being in my life? I’ve never felt this caring and loving with a woman before, and I’ve had a lot of them. I just haven’t felt the connection like I’ve felt with you. It doesn’t make sense. Hell, Josh, we even fucked. I can’t believe I actually had intercourse with a dude. Good Lord, what have I done?” he asked himself, totally perplexed by what happened. I grabbed his hand and kissed it lovingly.
“You experienced, for the very first time, what intimacy is supposed to be like, Lucky. That’s all. Kind of great, isn’t it?” I asked. He looked at me lovingly.
“More like more than wonderful, Josh. It blows my mind. I had the hardest orgasm of my life. I could never have imagined how wonderful that was to feel you that close to me,” he offered. I smiled and gave him a kiss. “It was like you were a part of my body, Josh, and I couldn’t get enough of you, until my penis exploded, like it should when I’m having sex with a girl, but it’s never felt like that with a woman. I swear, I’ve never felt anything like that before. It defies all logic. I just don’t get it,” Lucky explained, eager to make some sense with the emotions he was feeling.
“Lucky, you just haven’t made love with someone that shares your emotional wellbeing before. Woman don’t seem to satisfy you, and there must be a reason why they don’t. Let’s face it, maybe you are gay like me. I felt genuine love when we shared one another’s body. It’s there, Lucky. I know you feel something different with me than with all the other women you’ve been with. There’s a reason for that. You aren’t as attracted to them as you are to men, but that’s okay. You’re finally discovering this now. Don’t let it scare you. Embrace it if you can, as it will only get better if you let it,” I explained. Lucky kind of shook his head.
“I sense I need to embrace it, but it scares the hell out of me, Josh. I’ve always been a macho type dude, chasing and fucking girls. I never abused them, but I fucked my share. With them, I never felt passion like I do having sex with you. Even the foreplay is so overwhelming, I never cared if I got the main event?” he said somewhat puzzled. “Does that even make sense?” he asked perplexed.
“Proves my point even more. You are so into what you’re doing with another guy, and even though you think you should be more turned on with a woman, you’re not. Accept that, Lucky, or learn to live with having meaningless, unfulfilling sex with the girls you date and never get close to anyone, like I know you’re dying to do,” I replied. I thought he was going to cry.
“Now that I think back to all the sexual encounters I’ve had with women, it all was meaningless. That’s why I never usually dated the same girl twice, Barb being an exception. I can’t even explain that one at all either, but there must be something there that holds my attention,” Lucky replied. I smiled at him.
“There are always exceptions to what you feel, Lucky. Have you had sex with her?” I asked. He smiled.
“Of course, and it was nice, but nothing like what you and I just did. Not anywhere close,” he replied. “When you and I finished just now, I couldn’t wait to lay with you here, talk to you, share my feelings and hear what you could enlighten me with. With her, it’s nice, but I just want her to leave or take her home right away, kind of like put that behind us and go on,” Lucky explained. I looked at him rather oddly. “I know it’s weird, Josh. You don’t have to tell me that. I already know it. It’s just weird. I wish it wasn’t weird, and I enjoyed every minute I spent with her, even having her spend the night and waking up to her in the morning. I’d love to spend the night with you and wake up with you in the morning. Now why is that? I don’t know, I can’t explain it and it’s driving me bonkers,” Lucky explained. I could tell he was really torn up about all of this.
“Listen, Lucky. You just had your first intercourse experience with a guy, a trusted friend, like I know you are to me. We know we care about one another which is a given. You obviously liked the sex we had between us. It worked like it should. You were aroused and were able to have an intense orgasm, which highlighted the intense feelings between us at the time. You’re not getting those intense feelings with Barb, are you, or are you?” I asked. Lucky shook his head.
“Not even close, Josh. Oh, I am so fucked up in the head,” Lucky confessed. I smiled and shook my head.
“No, you aren’t, Lucky. You’re just not as attracted and turned on by women as you are a male friend that you trust with everything you have. Sex with a male friend only intensifies the mutual feelings you and your friend have for one another,” I explained.
“Wait, what if it’s you I’m in love with, and not able to perform with any other male friend? That would really show I was fucked up, wouldn’t it?” he asked, with a look of horror in his face. I almost chuckled.
“Easy there. What you felt with me, I guarantee you’ll feel with another male partner, Lucky. I can almost guarantee it,” I assured him. The look he gave me, said he wasn’t so sure. “For instance, have you noticed other guys lately, like when you came to our Sunday night get together? Did you notice any of the crotches or bulges of the other guys? If you did, were there any there that turned you on, or at least caught your attention?” I asked. I got a half grin from him.
“Okay, lately I’ve begun to notice things like that. I think Jake and Terry have two of the finest chests I’ve ever seen. That, coupled with their nice bulges did catch my attention. That Lonnie guy has a nice bulge too, along with several others that were there also,” he replied. I smiled.
“See, you’re starting to notice what turns you on, so it isn’t just me, which is good to know,” I replied. He thought about that for a moment.
“Good Lord. Maybe I am gay,” he replied. I patted him on the shoulder.
“It isn’t that bad. I love my life and the guys I care about. I wouldn’t want it any other way,” I explained.
“Can you just change like that?” he asked, concerned. “I mean, am I going to start wanting to wear women’s clothes, talking funny or things like that?” he asked. I almost burst out laughing.
“Lucky, you’ll always be Lucky, that guy that everyone has always known. The only difference is that sex with guys you’ll know will be much more fantastic than with women. Eventually, you might even want to live with another guy to share one another’s lives, to be a couple and complete one another. You could almost do that without anyone knowing you were gay, although people start to wonder. I find it’s easier to be out of the closet instead of in it. But, that’s up to you, as it’s your life,” I explained. “Conner and Neil don’t act any different, do they?” I asked. Lucky stopped to think about my question.
“No, they seem very normal for the most part,” Lucky replied. I smiled.
“Of course, they seem like any other straight guys you know, but they don’t hide the fact they are a couple, and enjoy being a couple together. Other than that, you’d never know they were any different than anyone else you’d think of as being straight. You could be the same way to, either in or out of the closet,” I explained. Lucky was taking in everything I was saying.
“Do you think there are other guys out there like me, Josh?” Lucky asked. I assured him there were tons of guys out there like him. I reminded him of Todd and Chad, who he had met before also. “They’re all great guys, but also have partners. I’m like a 5th wheel or sorts, plus they might resent the fact I’d like to keep my possible attraction to guys a secret until I determine if I really am gay,” Lucky said, as he stroked my chest some. I smiled.
“Lucky, we’ve all helped guys like you find themselves. We’d do the same for you. You may never partner up, then again you might and still have an open relationship, such as Todd and Chad, who really don’t have an open relationship, but aren’t opposed to having sex with the rest of us at times, some of us anyway, not everyone,” I told him, making him think.
“So, something like that is okay with guys like us?” he asked.
“I think I just proved that to you, Lucky. You just fucked me, didn’t you?” I replied. He smiled, thinking I was partnered, yet we just had consensual sex together.
“Guess so. I’m so fortunate to have found you. Had you never saved my life that night, I might never have found myself, or it may have taken a lot of unfulfilled years to find out who I was,” Lucky commented. I smiled now.
“It was only a matter of time. You knew sex with women left you empty. Now you know sex with a male friend left you fulfilled. I’d say you figured out what you liked very quickly, if you ask me,” I remarked. Lucky said, he guessed he had, when I put it that way. “Lucky, you’re ruggedly handsome, very well endowed, and so freaking masculine, you’re not going to have trouble finding a boyfriend at all. In fact, you’ll have many to choose from. In the meantime, we can keep your sex life enjoyable. Trust me on that. Jake would love to get his hands on you for sure. I’m sure several of our guys would love that also. You won’t have to worry about being sexually taken care of. I can promise you that,” I assured him. He smiled.
“I really liked what we did tonight, Josh. It felt fantastic, our bodies together like that. What’s if feel like having another guy inside you?” Lucky asked, genuinely wanting to know, getting more curious about everything involving male to male sex.
“Well, first of all, it’s a little difficult and uncomfortable getting started, but once you’re used to it, OMG, it’s the most wonderful thing. What I did for you tonight was to ‘bottom’. You were the ‘top’. Those that are comfortable doing both are deemed ‘versatile’. I like being versatile, because I enjoy both. At times you feel more like a top, and at other times you feel like you want to be dominated by a top. Jake and I are both versatile, so we switch it up quite often. There are times I crave to have him inside me, and then there are times he craves to have me inside him. A lot of our friends are mainly bottoms, although they occasionally like to top, but some of them are strictly bottoms if they can get away with their partners letting them be that way,” I explained. Lucky was really fascinated by what I had to tell him.
“How would I know what I liked best?” Lucky asked.
“Well, you seemed to like to top, so that’s a great place to start. You haven’t experienced bottoming before, so you really don’t know what that’s like yet. Maybe sometime you’ll want to try that and then you can make up your own mind. Trust me, there are more bottoms out there than there are tops, so if you always want to top, you’ll have no trouble at all getting takers, especially with that nice cock of yours. Damn that felt good inside me, Lucky,” I told him. That seemed to please him.
“So, it felt wonderful to you when we were together then?” he asked, wanting to know if he did good. I laughed.
“Oh, you felt fantastic, Lucky. I loved every inch of that hard cock of you inside me. Wow, that was pure magic, if you ask me. Can’t wait for Jake to feel you inside him. He’s going to love it also,” I assured him.
“Doesn’t that hurt though?” he asked, concerned. I gave him a strange look.
“Hurt? Hell no. It’s pure bliss. You feel like you’re on the edge of cumming for an extended period of time. You just get lost in the feeling of the two of you together like that, one body at one time. It’s mesmerizing, fantastic and blissful, all at the same time. I love bottoming, but I love topping also, making my bottom feel totally loved. Now, if you’re just in for a cheap fuck, it’s not the same. There needs to be some kind of connection between the two having sex,” I explained.
“Josh, would you top me, so I can feel what it’s like? I have to know. This is killing me to know what you felt. I need to see if I can feel that also,” Lucky asked. Wow, I wasn’t prepared for that, nor was his asshole.
“Lucky, you really need to condition yourself for the first time, stretching your sphincter some to get used to having someone inside you. If you don’t, you could hurt yourself. Your first time can be painful, just to start anyway. Once you get past the pain, it’s pure bliss. and you’ll never turn back, if it’s something you like, which you’ll know after the very first time,” I explained. Lucky was mesmerized by what I explained.
“Josh, I can take pain. I have a very hight tolerance for pain. Do what you have to do to me to let me feel what it’s like having you inside me. I have to know. I really have to know,” Lucky pleaded. I gave him a dreadful look, but he seemed dead serious. I rolled my eyes.
“Maybe we should talk about this some more, before we go getting crazy,” I replied.
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