Chapter 595 – Another Interesting Discussion With Bill, Ethan, Then We Head South
I woke up refreshed on Thursday morning, Jake with his arms around me, making me feel totally loved. I felt his morning wood push up against my ass. “Are you just going to tease me or do something with that thing?” I sleepily chided. I heard a muffled chuckle.
“Too early for that. You wore it out last night. I think my balls hurt,” he sleepily replied. I had to chuckle, but pulled his arm tighter around my body, enjoying the feel of him spooning me, eager to have a few more blissful minutes in bed with the guy I loved so much.
“You going to miss me while I’m in Florida or do you have some hot ass lined up while I’m out of town?” I teased. I could really feel him chuckled as he held me.
“Yeh, I have all the SE members coming by, and I’m going to fuck every one of them, Josh. That’s my weekend. Hope you have a good one,” he chided, making me chuckle.
“Well, don’t hold back because of me, although I might not have anything to play with being with all the straight guys and girls. We know there’s nothing there. Oh, but Tom and James are spending Friday night with me at the PF, so I’m sure the three of us might get into a little trouble then. Still, it can’t be too much as they have to leave about 4:00 in the morning, so it’s got to be a quickie if they’re going to get any rest at all,” I replied. Jake chuckled, telling me good luck with the quickie. He didn’t see that happening with those two at all. He was probably right, but I’d have to insist they got some rest. I wanted them to be alert and safe on Saturday morning for their flights. I promised Jake I wasn’t going to play around with any strange at the PF for sure. He thought that might be a safe idea, although he said it would be kind of fun to flirt with the guys there, if there were any decent ones. I told him I probably wouldn’t have any time other than to sleep there anyway, with as much as we had planned. I felt his cock push harder up against my ass. “Oh, someone getting serious now?” I asked, with a chuckle.
“Nope, just have to go pee and need to get up,” he replied, as he kissed the back of my neck, and nibbled on my ear, sending tinglers throughout my body. Then he ran his fingers over my nipples. “I am going to miss you terribly, babe. I love moments like this, just laying in bed with you and us casually caressing each other’s bodies,” I told him, as he swung open the sheets and hopped out of bed, his boner sticking straight out in front of him. “Damn, you look hot with a boner, Jake. One of my favorite sights of all time,” I chided. He leaned over and kissed me on the lips, then playfully slapped my bare behind, then squeezed one of my buns.
“Get the fuck out of bed, sleepy head. Let’s to pee together. I’ll hold yours if you hold mine,” he chided. I held out my arm for him to pull me up out of bed, then I pressed my body against his, our boners pressed between us as we kissed, somewhat closed mouth until we brushed our teeth. We were funny about that in the mornings. That never stopped us from any of the intimate couplings we enjoyed in the mornings. Jake and I headed to the bathroom, our boners leading the way. Zach and Brady were just coming out of the shower. Zach shook my boner, saying good morning to my dick, making us laugh. I playfully groped his cock and balls returning the favor, as he slapped my bare ass making a cracking sound. It was all fun playing with our brothers, naked. We all loved that kind of play. Jake did hold my dick while I held his as we watered the urinals together. I shook off the last drop of piss for him, as he did for me. Then we jumped into the shower, getting last night’s sex off of us, preparing us for a new day, taking our time to sensuously wash one another as we so loved to do. Afterwards, we shaved and brushed our teeth naked, letting our willies just enjoy the freedom they’d come to enjoy. We kind of liked running around naked, something all of us were used to around the apartment. Blake walked in naked, his cock at half-mast slowly recovering from morning wood. He stepped between us and put his arms around our shoulders then leaned in and kissed me, then Jake, telling us good morning. I reached back and squeezed one of his bare buns, making him giggle. He told us he loved us playing around like that. I asked him if Wes spent the night. He said Wes left after our shower last night as he’d emptied his balls and needed the rest. Blake said he got a better night’s sleep that way anyway, which was probably right. Clay happened to walk in headed to the shower, only he had on his briefs. I teased him telling him he was way overdressed for the morning. He just laughed, telling us we might be a little underdressed, but it was all good.
Jake and I got dressed for the day, grabbing some coffee and cereal before heading out to class. We were both discussing what we thought we needed to accomplish today and tomorrow morning before I had to leave. I thought we had just about everything in motion taking place while I was gone. I reminded him that Cam had his flight check ride on Saturday and to be sure and congratulate him if he passed, or console him if he didn’t. We were almost certain it was a no brainer for him, as much as Dale raved about his abilities. I was excited for him. Cam needed a big win to help soften the big blow that was coming his way and soon.
The morning whizzed by, and lunchtime arrived quickly for our meeting. Cam informed me he heard from Dale. They got back early this morning, so all were safe. I was glad to hear that, relieved to know they stayed over and didn’t chance the bad weather, although I knew Greyson was very safety oriented. He made the right call on whether to go or stay. I appreciated that.
Buzz brought all the detailed proposals I was to take with me to Key West. He had them neatly packaged up in presentation folders. Each package had access codes to access full schematics online, so I didn’t have to carry tons of paper down there. The construction companies we were to meet with would have brief explanations in the folder and access information to access the full-blown details they would need for a comprehensive proposal. I was blown away by his professionalism. Buzz joked that Todd and Chad never had anything as nice as this when they were costing out the dormitory. I told him that was a shame to treat them differently. Buzz laughed, saying none of that technology was available to him when he put that project together. He said he was stepping up in the world now, going high tech. We all had a good laugh, but he had a point.
“Josh, you’ve given me my dream business as an architect. I couldn’t be happier than I am at this stage of my career. I have the means to do an extremely professional job with the detail required to quote projects properly now and the design latitude to get creative and really design something special to be enjoyed by all. I’m not kidding when I say, this relationship has been fantastic. I feel a part of this organization as much as Jordan is. It’s a dream come true. Not only that, but I’ve gained some important people’s recognition. I’ve had several companies and individuals contact me, telling me they really liked my work on the dormitory and the office building. Now I can add the Grand Victorian cottage designs to my portfolio also. I won’t say what they’re used for, other than like a small resort of such,” he said with a big smile, the rest of us smiling with him. “I’m really busy now that you put me on the map. I’m your architect, first and foremost, but my business is growing. I’m going to have to add additional people also, if the inquiries keep coming in like they’re starting to. I have to get into my new offices in the new office building first, so I have room to accommodate more business. My sister can’t believe how fast we started to grow. But then, we never had projects like this before. Oh, and not only that, but the State Architecture Society is honoring me at their annual awards banquet for the design of the dormitory, saying it’s one of the best designs of a new building we’ve had in this state for years. I’m kind of excited about that, actually,” Buzz said, with an air of excitement.
“Hey, congratulations, Buzz. That’s quite an honor. But, you earned it. We just gave you the project. You put your heart, soul and love into it, making it a very functional design while making it an awesome looking building, very modern and spectacular, actually. You definitely hit a home run with that design. I think you did that also with the office building. It looks great now, but I can only imagine what it will look like when it’s totally done,” I replied. “You taking Jordan with you to accept the award at the Architect Society annual awards banquet?” I asked, curiously.
“You bet. The boy has to wear a tuxedo and all. Don’t you know how hot he’s going to look in a tux?” Buzz asked. We all chuckled.
“I can only imagine, but then it’s cool to imagine him not wearing anything at all,” I chided, cracking up the rest of the guys. Jordan called me a smartass.
“Well, I like that part also, as you can imagine. Hey, the house is all but done, so anytime you guys want a tour, let us know, and we’ll host one. Again, I still have that lot at the top of the hill, out of sight of our home, ready for you guys whenever you get serious about building a home,” Buzz reminded me.
“Eh, that might be awhile, but hang onto it. One of these days we might have time to get serious about one,” I replied. Buzz said it wouldn’t go anywhere, as he just knew that’s where we needed to build a home.
I told the guys we wouldn’t have a luncheon meeting tomorrow, due to me leaving for Key West. They seemed relieved for some reason. I shook my head at them, telling them they could still have lunch together and discuss business, just that I wouldn’t be here. They said they’d see if they had anything to discuss, play it by ear.
I told the group, that we needed to congratulate Cam on his upcoming flight check ride for his private pilot’s license, his first step in his ratings climb. Cam blushed with embarrassment.
“I haven’t passed my check ride yet, Josh,” Cam replied.
“No, but you will with flying colors and soon. How soon until you get your multi-engine and commercial pilot’s license?” I asked.
“If Dale and I can continue to work on it, I almost have enough hours to do it right after I get my private license. Maybe a couple more weeks, I would suspect, depending on Dale’s time,” Cam replied. I smiled. “I’m taking the written exam for it this weekend in the City, remember?” Dale reminded us.
“Well, we’ll make Dale available for you to finish you up to take your flying checkrides, if we have to cross him off the airport schedule to work exclusively with you, Cam. Got to get our boy ready for all that we have coming,” I replied, to Cam’s excited look. I swear he wanted to kiss me.
The guys wished me good luck with all the straight guys and their women. I told them that was the one part of the trip, I was not looking forward to. I told the guys they might want to support Terry and Jake at their gymnastics meet on Saturday, as I was sure they could use a cheering section. Jake laughed, hoping that wasn’t the case. “Don’t do any crazy Johan dismounts like the one you did last year where you hurt your ankle and got all goofy on me,” I warned. Jake rolled his head and eyes.
“I promise to behave,” he replied, although I knew he’d do whatever he had to do, exert any and all effort to win. I knew my Jake only too well.
Before we left, Ken told us the funds would be there at the bank, requested in the closing documentation for the property we were purchasing, by tomorrow morning. He told me he’d text me all the wiring documentation and proof it was received by their bank. He told me I was good to go. Blake reminded me we had to go to Real Estate class. I told the guys to have a good weekend, and I’d see them in a couple of days.
Bill seemed happy to see Blake and me when we arrived early for class. “Hey, sports, how’s it hanging?” he chided. I wasn’t quite sure how to answer that question, but I took a shot at it, not wanting to be at a loss when it came to being a smartass.
“Low and to the left. How’s yours hanging?” I chided. Bill shook his head.
“Always got a hell of a comeback, don’t you?” he commented. I just smiled.
“Hey, I’ve had a lot of questions about what happened to Duncan. It seems like no one knows where to find him. From what I’m told he left some loose ends in his business. You guys wouldn’t happen to know where he is, would you?” Bill asked. I looked dumb.
“All we know is that we showed up for class, and there was a note on the door that said there wasn’t any class that day, then the next class we had, you were here. You’d think he was communicating with someone in town,” I replied, as if I was wildly speculating.
“Well, one would think so. Sounds like he just disappeared and could care less if he ever talked to anyone here in Uni anymore. It just seems kind of weird. I hope he’s okay,” Bill replied.
“I thought you said he had a sick mother he was leaving to take care of somewhere,” I remarked.
“That was the story given to me. I used to run into him at our realtors’ luncheons occasionally. I tried contacting some of those folks to see if they had any information about where he might be, but none of them know anything,” Bill replied. I shrugged my shoulders.
“Damn, and we kind of liked him too. He seemed like a great guy,” I replied.
“I always thought he was a little different. Nice, but like he was hiding something. Everything I ever heard about him was good, in the real estate world at least. He was always fair with his clients, and looked out for their best interests, maybe more than the rest of us in that regard. Still, he was kind of a loaner. In fact, there was a time I thought he might be gay even. I never got any vibes out of him though. My gaydar isn’t as good as yours, I’m sure,” Bill chided.
“I don’t know. You seemed to know what you wanted to do to get me to buy the dormitory property the first day we met,” I reminded him. Bill looked embarrassed.
“Hell, Josh, I could have been the straightest guy on earth and I’d have taken your dick up my ass to get you to buy that shithole property I’d been saddled with to sell for years,” Bill replied, making Blake and I chuckle.
“Damn, I should have fucked you that day. Missed opportunity,” I chided. Bill shook his head in disbelief.
“Hey, you still can. I won’t say no,” he replied, with a smile.
“No reason to now. I got what I wanted,” I said, smiling. He shook his head.
“Come on. We should go a round or two, just to see what we missed,” he suggested.
“You’re too eager, Bill. Has to be a reason, and I sure as hell aren’t in love with you,” I informed him. He gave me a hurt look.
“Blake, you and Josh should have pity on me, and just make me happy,” Bill suggested. “I mean this body is still in good shape. I’m only about 10 years older than you guys, got a little extra on the waist, but all in all, I’m in great shape,” he replied, making Blake and I smile, shaking our heads.
“You are in good shape, Bill, but you like to dip your dick in pussy with someone you don’t even love. Where’s the fun in that?” I chided. He looked like he was defeated in this conversation.
“Hey, I like it both ways, and it’s better for business if I come off as straight. But, I can do what it takes to close a sale,” he admitted. Blake and I laughed, me telling him he proved that already. The class was starting to fill up now, so we had to curtail our lively conversation. Bill told the class he was going to have us do a role playing session on how to close a deal at some point in time, telling us to think about pulling out all the stops to close a deal. Blake and I couldn’t believe it. Then he said he wanted me to essentially explain how I closed a deal on the land for the dormitory to use that as an example on what it takes to negotiate a deal. The class found it intriguing, and couldn’t wait to hear what I did and how I did it. I cornered Bill after class.
“Are you crazy, Bill? You want me to tell the class how you and I came to an agreement, and you sold the deal to the sellers?” I asked, as if he’d lost his mind. Bill just smiled. “You want me to tell them all the gory details about you and me? Won’t that kind of hurt your reputation?” I asked, concerned. He just smiled.
“Come on, Josh. I’m sure you’ll clean it up and leave out the gory details, the part where we were down by the stream, and then that thank you, I received in my car at the end,” he said with a smile. But, when you think of it, we connected, however you want to call it. You found how to maneuver me and make me help you. You used my weakness as your strength. I have to admit, it was masterful. Whether you want to admit it or not, we connected, and you used that to get what you wanted. I don’t blame you for that at all. Like I say, it was masterful. In my profession, I usually use it on the client, but you turned it around and used it on me. You were a sly devil and one hell of a negotiator. You had me convinced, and had me convince the seller, that the land was worthless because of the steepness of the property. You already designed the building to accommodate for the lay of the land, with minimal land development costs, which you had me believing would be astronomical. Hell, we all believed that, which is why the damn land was on the market for years without any buyers. I saw a piece of land that would cost someone a fortune to develop, hoping that someone would spend that fortune to develop something and still make it work for them. You saw an opportunity there, one we all missed in the beginning. You had your architect develop a building that would work for the property without huge development costs. That meant a reduced sale number for my seller and commission for me, but a hell of a deal for you. It was genius. I’m still licking my chops over that. It was the craziest sale I ever made. In the end, I made out and you made out even better. It was a win-win as far as I was concerned. Plus, I made a hell of a good friend out of the deal. I gained a lot of respect for you out of that deal. I went into it thinking I had the upper hand, but you turned the tables and played the upper hand on me, and in certain sensitive places also which only helped me to want to help you. I’m sure you’ll find a professional way to explain that to the class. You sure as hell aren’t going to find that strategy in a real estate textbook for sure,” Bill explained. I was almost aghast as was Blake.
“You are something else, Bill. But, you’re right. We both matched wits with each other, using our best skills. At least the property was sold and the seller got something out of it he never would have in a million years, which is what you had to convince him of,” I replied. Bill smiled, saying I nailed it.
“I don’t know exactly what happened between you two guys, but it had to be one of the more interesting real estate negotiations ever,” Blake commented. I told him he didn’t know the half of it, and didn’t need to know. “Okay, I won’t ask,” Blake replied, making Bill and I both smile.
“Okay, I’m off to buy more property on Key West tomorrow, Bill. I’ll show you what that looks like one of these days. I kind of did the same thing down there I did with you in my negotiations, but let’s just say, it wasn’t as interesting or as exciting as our deal was,” I chided.
“Oh, I have to hear about this one some day. We’re friends now, not negotiating with each other, so we can talk,” Bill replied. I told him I’d think about it. He smiled.
On the way back to the bar, Blake asked me what did happen. I did explain the negotiations in detail which damn near made him keel over laughing. “Honestly, Josh, you never cease to amaze me. Bill strikes me as the type that just asks for that to happen to him,” Blake commented.
“I swear, he is, Blake. I took a chance, thinking I had him pegged, his ego too strong to admit it, but I used that, hell even fed his ego. It worked well with a little sexual play to excite the progress and get him to move. Worked like a charm. Can’t say I’m proud of that, but he just begged to be used. He served it up, and I took advantage of it. Like I said, I’m not proud of that, and that is only between you and me forever, understand?” I asked.
“Got it, boss. My lips are sealed, unless they’re around your dick,” he chided, making me laugh. I told him that was always wonderfully acceptable. I gave him a side hug as we walked.
Ethan, Zach and I decided to work out doing strength building during swim practice, instead of swimming. We hadn’t done that for several days, and we needed to keep that up. Of course, we got a little carried away in our efforts to work out. Zach and I mainly, but Ethan wasn’t being shy either. We took a short break. “So, how did your dates go last night?” I had to ask him, noting he was more than handsy with Zach and me today as we assisted one another on the machines.
“Okay, I guess. Linda is getting a little particular when we fuck these days, kind of pissing me off in a way,” Ethan said. Zach and I looked surprised.
“She’s not one of these, ‘my way or the highway’ type gals, is she?” Zach asked him. Ethan looked at the ground.
“Why are guys so much easier than women? When we have sex, we just go with the flow, ebb and flow, you know. Hey, that rhymes. Anyway, she’s starting to like give me directions and pointers on how to satisfy her. The last thing you want to hear is how to fuck when you’re fucking. I mean, who does that?” Ethan complained. Zach and I smiled at one another. “I mean I just want to go at it and let the chips fall where they fall. Hell, that’s what Dustin and I do. I mean we didn’t at first, but our lust for these women has giving a whole new meaning to our sex life now for some reason. It’s nice to be able to really fuck instead of having to remember the proper steps of how women, and this one in particular, like to be treated during the process. We should be able to just go at it. Linda is sweet and all, but a little bossy in the bedroom. And, fuck, Dustin is humping the hell out of Nancy right there on the living room floor almost beside us, and she’s moaning and groaning like crazy, telling Dustin to let her have it, yelling, ‘yeh, Dusti, fuck that pussy, make it talk to you’. I mean she’s having the best sex of her life. Then there is Linda, miss prim and proper, and ‘don’t do that. I don’t like it quite like that,’ giving me instructions the whole way through. ‘Are you sure the condom is on nice and tight. Don’t’ want any little swimmers getting out and doing damage’. Sometimes, I just want to say, if you don’t shut up bitch, there’s not ever going to be an ejaculation. Hell, guys, sometimes I get so turned on looking at Dustin’s balls flopping around as he pounds out Nancy, and his cock going in and out of her, imagining Nancy’s cunt is my ass. That’s the only mental picture I have to get me to cum when I fuck Linda. I don’t know, but there’s something missing here,” Ethan said, somewhat perplexed.
“What’s missing is Dustin with you together in sexual bliss, Ethan. It should be the two of you and not the ladies in the mix at all. I’m telling you, you’re just kidding yourself thinking women are going to make you happy,” Zach told him. I had to agree, but then told him he was discovering this for himself, which was good, not just taking our word for it. He looked exasperated.
“What’s weird, is Dustin says to me, he forgot how much fun it was to fuck girls, telling me about he and Caleb and the two girls they used to fuck. I think he likes it. Sometimes when he has a wild fuck session with Nancy, we don’t have sex when we get back, as he’s too worn out. Fuck, that’s when I need it the most, after a disappointing fuck with Linda. I don’t know, this whole thing with these two girls is fucked up,” Ethan commented, seemingly upset.
“Hey, you wanted this. Given what you’ve experienced so far, do you still see yourself with a woman, a house, a dog and little kids running around and you being totally happy? Meanwhile Dustin has moved on, and has one hell of hunk like, say, Johan, living with him and having wild sex daily. Picture how happy you might be in that situation with Linda telling you what you can and can’t do, not only in the bedroom, but every other aspect of your daily family life. Somehow, I don’t see how that fits into the perfect dream,” I commented.
“Damn, Josh, when you put it like that, it sucks big time,” Ethan replied.
“Hey, it’s your dream. You still think that will make you happy, even if you do get some male sexual attention from another frustrated husband on Grindr from time to time? Good luck with that,” I suggested, trying to paint a picture for him.
“What’s really fucked up, is that Dustin is starting to like this now, and I’m not feeling it anymore. I’m not ready to give up on my dream just yet. Maybe I need to give up on Linda and find someone like Nancy that really puts everything into it,” Ethan said, thinking out loud.
“Well, you found this one, so maybe you might get lucky and find a good one next time, or not. It’s the species, Ethan. Guys are so much easier. Women are frustrating and complicated. But then, you’re finding that out now,” Zach told him. That didn’t seem to ease his pain any.
“Well, I’m just glad it’s Dustin and me tonight so we can have some great sex, and not have to deal with the girls. I wonder if Nancy has any other girlfriends that might be nicer than Linda?” Ethan asked, rhetorically.
“Oh, and get Linda pissed at you for dumping her. Hell hath no fury like a woman’s scorn. Ask Trevor about that. He has lots of tales to tell you about Betty. He’s still afraid of that hateful woman,” I reminded him. Ethan looked lost at that point. “Or, just tell her you like men better, and that might end it all right then and there. You and Dustin kiss, or hell suck cock in front of them, and then it’ll all be over, unless they like to watch,” Zach suggested.
“You guys are no help at all. I’m sorry I even talked to you about this,” Ethan protested. Zach and I patted him on the back, wishing him good luck with his dream. We did kind of horn him up in the showers after practice, which further frustrated him. Zach told me later, he thought Ethan was ours whether he knew it or not. Still, I wasn’t sure, wishing he could finally find himself and get over all of this craziness.
Kyle, Cam and Will joined Jake, Blake and me for beer and dinner after work. Cam had come over with Will from the office. They stopped in to see the progress on the new office building. Will was happy to tell me it was coming along nicely. I told him I hardly had any time to check it out in weeks.
“Well, they have all the partitions up on most of the floors now, and are getting ready to do some painting and wallpapering on some of the walls while others are just glass. The building looks cool, Josh. It’s going to be one of the nicest, if not the nicest offices to have in town. The elevators are in and working. I saw the SE senior management office suite this afternoon. Buzz showed us that. Nice digs, Josh. It’s going to be quite comfy on the top floor,” Will stated.
“Damn, I need to get over there and take a look at that. I’ve been concentrating so hard on the dormitory, I kind of forgot about the office building. I think it’s supposed to be done at the end of spring, come to think of it,” I replied. Will agreed, saying they weren’t too far off.
“Buzz said that Jordan and Ken had ordered office furniture for the offices we’ll occupy, just enough to take care of current and the additional employees we know are coming at the end of the school year. There will be some empty areas and bull pen cubicles for a while anyway. Jordan said they’d add more furniture as we added new employees. I told them not to forget you were getting Stoney’s desk, which Mal will bring over when you’re ready,” Will reminded me.
“Couldn’t live without that. No telling what all I’ll find in there once we go through everything. Hard to tell what other secrets are lurking in those drawers of his,” I commented. Will gave me a nervous smile.
“Let’s hope we don’t have to do anything crazy to unlock the secrets of that desk, like we had to do for the safe,” Will commented. I told him ‘amen’ to that, although it was kind of fun figuring it out. He laughed, shaking his head.
Rod called, saying he knew we were busy getting ready to go to Key West tomorrow, but wanted to know if we could help them with a couple of things to get ready for the plumbers over the weekend while we were going to be gone. Kyle wondered what they needed to do to get ready for the plumbers as he had their work all lined out, and didn’t see any obstacles that would hinder them from carrying out their jobs. Rod said they were knocking out the walls around the upstairs toilet and hit the porcelain and broke the toilet which made a mess. He said water went everywhere. They turned off the water to the bathroom and got the mess cleaned up, but were concerned about not being able to use the shower. He wanted us to take a look at it. Kyle said he could bring his solder kit and resolder the cooper water lines or install some Pecs temporarily, until the plumbers could fix it all this weekend. Rod said any help would be appreciated. I asked him who hit the toilet with a hammer. He told me, Lonnie, of course. I rolled my eyes. Kyle couldn’t believe it either.
After dinner, Blake, Kyle and I headed over to Rods. They all seemed greatly relieved to see us, looking very guilty for having done a terrible thing in their minds. Kyle shook his head, looking at the damage. “It’s a good thing you’re replacing this toilet as it wouldn’t be worth shit after what you guys did to it,” Kyle commented, as he looked at the toilet, now in pieces.
“Sorry, just got a little too carried away. We shut the water off as quick as we could to the whole bathroom,” Lonnie replied.
“The supply pipe to the toilet is separate from the bathtub shower you guys have, so you don’t have to shut the water off to the whole bathroom. If the supply line valve to the toilet is shut off, you can still use the bathtub shower,” Kyle told them. Lonnie pointed to where the supply pipe and valve had been. “Well, now that’s a problem, one hell of a problem, actually,” Kyle commented. That whole thing had been destroyed. Kyle reached down to pick it up as it was laying there on the floor disconnected from below the floor. “Fuck, did you guys get water downstairs on the new drywall ceiling?” Kyle asked concerned. Lonnie looked guilty. Kyle rolled his eyes. “Ugh, I have some work to do to fix this even temporarily. We’re going to have to tear up part of the floor to get to the break in the copper pipe. I think we’ll nickname you the ‘destroyer’, Lonnie,” Kyle commented. “I’ve got to get some tools out of my truck. We’re going to have to saw part of the floor up and cap the break. The plumbers can fix it permanently this weekend. Good thing you have another shitter downstairs to piss and shit in until they fix this one,” Kyle commented. Lonnie looked relieved.
An hour and a half later, Kyle finally had the broken water pipe capped off. He had Lonnie slowly turn on the water again to check for leaks. Luckily, Kyle’s soldering job was perfect and held. I patted Kyle on the back, as did Blake. “Where did you learn how to solder pipes?” I asked.
“Believe it or not, that was one good thing Kenny did for me. He taught me how to solder well. We had a similar situation in one of our apartments, and had to fix it. Kenny made me do it, as he explained how. I did it right the first time. He taught me all the do’s and don’ts on soldering, heating the copper pipe well after you put the flux on it, then putting the pipes together and putting the solder on it, letting the heat draw the solder into the gaps between the two pipes sealing it perfectly. Now, most days, plumbers use Pecs and it’s much easier. I still like doing it the old fashion way, as I think copper is so much better. Still, copper today is getting expensive, and it’s labor intensive,” Kyle explained. Kyle laughed, thinking about something, then shook his head as if he was shaking off the memory.
“What?” I asked. He looked at me kind of funny. “What were you thinking about just now that made you smile?” I asked. He shook his head, saying nothing important. “Come on, tell me. This must be good,” I said. He didn’t really want to talk about it, but I finally got him to, with just he, Blake and me together at the time.
“Kenny got so excited at what a great job I did soldering the pipes the first time, he filled up the bathtub with warm water, stripped me and him, and we took a bath together. I leaned up against him, my back against his front, as he washed me, and kissed the back of my neck. It was one of the first times we fooled around. It was nice, really nice. He fucked me pretty good that day, and I loved it. I really loved it. I thought he was the greatest guy in the world that day, and I was head over heels in love finally. I really loved him. Fuck, was I ever a chump,” Kyle replied. Blake and I had to hug him. “At least with you guys, I know I’m loved, and it’s not just a show to ruin me,” Kyle added. I told him far from it, as we genuinely loved him. Blake told Kyle, he’d be happy to bathe him anytime. Kyle gave him a sensuous kiss, showing his gratitude.
Rod, and crew’s, emergency catastrophe out of the way with a temporary fix, we told the guys not to destroy anything else tonight. They said they were done doing anything until we got back. Kyle told them that was a great idea. I asked the guys if the girls took care of them last night after Ladies’ Night. They looked a little disappointed.
“Uh, they decided, get this, we should save ourselves for the stay in Key West. Can you believe that?” Rod asked, making me smile. “It’s not like we die right after we fuck. Hell, that’s not until tomorrow. If we were living together we’d be fucking several times nightly, and not like a couple times a week. Who are these girls?” Rod asked. I had to chuckle.
“So, you didn’t get any last night? That’s what you’re saying?” I asked. All three of them looked disappointed. I shook my head in disbelief. “Guess I’m going to have to tell them if they don’t put out for you guys, that will just drive you back to us, and they’ll lose you for sure then,” I chided.
“Damn, that’s a hell of an idea, Josh. I mean, think about it. Mary Ann’s already pissed off because most of the hotties are on your team anyway. They wouldn’t want to risk losing us too. Or would they?” Rod had to stop and think. I chuckled, shaking my head.
“You really want to go there, Rod. You really want to chance it?” I had to ask, bursting his bubble somewhat.
“Nah, not good. Better off just going along with them. Don’t need to rock the boat. At least we’ll be in bed with them all night long for two whole nights. Damn, this is going to be great,” he said, excitedly. I told he was crazy, but he was still excited about the weekend.
We all got hugs as we left, and I got my peck on the cheek from Tyler. At least he was consistent. We said goodbye to Kyle as we were leaving. He was heading back to his apartment at that point, having repaired the damage at Rods. He wished me luck on my trip, saying he probably wouldn’t see me before I left. I told him to watch over all the guys while I was gone. He got a kick out of that. Blake said he’d watch over Kyle. I think Kyle liked the thought of that happening.
We had a laugh about Rod, Tyler and Lonnie on the way back to the apartment. Blake told me he couldn’t believe he was one of those guys at one time. I told him, at least he came to his senses before it was too late. He admitted he was glad that happened.
Thursday night was relatively calm after that. I threw a few things in my go-bag, some shorts and a couple of polo shorts t wear while down there. I wanted to look a little respectable for the closing we had on Saturday morning. I wasn’t going to show up in shorts, a t-shirt and flipflops. I knew everything there was casual, but not quite that casual when you were spending the kind of money we were spending. Blake and Jake both told me they were going to miss me. I told them likewise, and I wished it was them going instead of my straight entourage. They both agreed, but said this was probably the nicest thing I could do for our friends, plus Mary Ann and crew would be providing decorating services for the Grand Victorian. That, and Tyler was doing all the research on the restoration of the Victorian. I considered his help the more valuable of than the others at this stage of the game. The ladies were more valuable later in the process. Lonnie and Rod were just there to provide stud service, as far as I was concerned. I hoped it went smoothly, and didn’t get out of hand.
“How are you going to explain to the girls what that wreck of a place is behind the Victorian?” Blake asked me.
“I guess we’ll just have to tell them to ignore it, as it’s going to be torn down and something else put in it’s place. At least it’s been vacant for several weeks now, as the health department closed it down, remember? Hopefully, it just looks like a bunch of old abandoned buildings,” I replied. Blake told me good luck with that. “Well, Tyler is the only one of the group that’s seen it, so I’ll tell him not to mention what the heck it was or what it’s intended to be. He and his crew are to focus on the Victorian only and forget the dump behind it,” I suggested. Blake wasn’t overly optimistic that would work to such inquiring minds the girls seemed to have. “Well, if that’s the case and they just want to make a big deal out of it, I’ll tell them the truth. I doubt if they’re going to want to decorate that place anyway. Come to think about it, we are going to need help with that at some point. Shit, we may have to use Devvy for that, as I doubt straight women would be much help in decorating gay hotel type rooms at a gay resort. Somehow that just doesn’t seem right. Although, who knows. It might work out okay. Nah, I think we’ll have to use Devvy for that one, as much as Stanley dislikes his ex. You know, as much as all of us are accused of being flamboyant decorators and designers, I wouldn’t have a clue as to how to decorate the rooms of a gay resort. I guess it’s a matter of taste for someone that has an eye. I sure as hell don’t have an eye for decorating. Maybe the girls might. I’m sure there are a lot of bright colors and craziness, but I don’t have a clue,” I confessed. Blake patted me on the back.
“There are a lot of us that don’t either, Josh. Devvy might be the right guy for that project,” Blake replied. Jake said, if we needed to use him, we should. He was sure Stanley could tolerate him enough for that large a project. At any rate, I wasn’t going to fret over it, as I was sure Stanley had some ideas.
Jake, Blake and I jumped in the shower before heading to bed. Blake asked if Jake and I just wanted to shower together, acknowledging we sometimes got carried away washing one another’s bodies, and we might want to have some privacy between the two of us. I laughed, telling him, Jake and I had the hots for him tonight, and wanted him involved in some sensuous loving. He got all excited, calling us crazy for wanting him, but he was all for it. The three of us were just starting to get a little carried away, when Clay showed up. He saw what was going on, and felt embarrassed, turning right around and heading out. I grabbed him and told him he might want some attention also. He said he didn’t want to interrupt anything. I told him he was the one we wanted to interrupt. Let’s just say we gave Clay and Blake a great time showering before sending them to bed, well satisfied, sexually. Clay even said it was kind of fun. He and Blake never penetrated one another. They didn’t have to, as much as Jake and I penetrated them, until they begged us to let them cum. Cum they did. I didn’t think Clay would ever stop with the explosive orgasm he had at the end of my dick. I had to hold for some time afterwards for him to regain his composure. He was breathless, weak and out of cum for sure. Blake was used to our passion, but craved it just the same, recovering faster than our new convert. Clay told us that was something else, as we dried off, once he regained his stature. He said life here was certainly different from anything he’d ever experienced in his lifetime. I told him it was about time. He definitely agreed.
Jake and I had some intense intimacy between the two of us after taking care of our friends needs. I hated to leave him for the next two days. I was sure he’d be well loved and taken care of, but I was used to sleeping with him, and I’d miss him. Sure, I had Tom and James to cuddle up with tomorrow night, and the intimacy would be nothing short of breathtaking, but I loved my man with me in cases like that, and I’d miss him. Then I had one night by myself on Saturday night. I couldn’t remember the last time I slept alone. I really couldn’t. I was sure I’d be fine, but it was weird to think of sleeping alone with so many horny friends to love usually all around me. It was what it was, and I was sure I’d survive, but it’d be different, to say the least.
Friday morning went by rather quickly. It was finally time for Jake to take me to the airport. Blake came with us, not wanting to miss the opportunity to kiss me goodbye. I had to love him. Although early, the boys were there waiting on the women. I had to laugh, telling them they’d be waiting on women the rest of their lives so they might as well get used to it. They didn’t think that was as funny as Jake, Blake and I did. Tyler pulled me aside.
“Josh, I just wanted to tell you that Sue can’t go with us. Her mother called this morning, and she, Sue’s aunt and her cousin are coming up for the weekend to show her cousin the university. Sue never told them she was going to Key West with all of us, so she couldn’t very well opt out of their visit. She feels terrible about it. Hell, I do too, but she has to stay,” he told me. While I was disappointed for Tyler, I really could have cared less.
“No problem. We’ll just have a little more room, and no one has to ride on the shitter in the back. We’ll be more comfortable that way. By the way, you were the designated shitter rider for the trip,” I teased, making him laugh. He told me he didn’t have any trouble riding the trip out there if it got him to the Victorian for the weekend. I asked Blake if he wanted to go now since we had room, but he told me he and Kyle had plans this weekend if that was okay with me. I told him absolutely, as this wasn’t something I was overly looking forward to. He said he understood that.
Mary Ann and Ginny finally arrived, each with a suitcase. All of us just had small little go-bags with toiletries, a couple pair of shorts and polo shirts and a couple pairs of briefs. We were wearing jeans and sweaters down there, since it was still a little cool up here to be standing at the airport in shorts, although I guess we could have stood it. Even Rod and Lonnie couldn’t believe each one of their women had a suitcase. I will say they were dressed rather springish, anxious for warm weather, even showing a little cleavage, which I was sure was by design.
Dale came out of the little lobby saying that ATC had just handed our guys off for the approach into Uni. He said they’d be on the ground in five minutes. He came and gave Blake, Jake and me a hug.
“Isn’t he darling?” Mary Ann said about Dale, making Dale blush. “We’ve seen you tending bar at the CNB,” she added. Dale smiled.
“That’s our corporate pilot you’re talking to there, Em. Be nice. He’s going to be flying us down there sometime in one of our King Airs, one of them sitting on the ramp over there. It’s a little slower than the Citations, but it has a lot more room inside the cabin and can carry more passengers,” I explained.
“I can’t get over the aircraft you guys own. It just blows my mind we’re standing here in Uni and in a couple of hours will have our feet on an island at the southern most tip of the country. I can’t get over it. It’s just too wild. Oh, and Sue is just heartbroken she can’t go. She is so jealous of us. Little did she know her mother, aunt and cousin were springing this surprise visit on her. She is one unhappy camper,” Mary Ann advised us. Tyler said, ‘no shit’. Mary Ann patted him on the back, telling him better luck next time, trying to console him. He looked so disappointed.
We finally heard the Latitude downwind for the active runway. Dale got all excited. “Look at how beautiful that plane is,” he exclaimed. “Damn, she’s a beauty.” I patted him on the back.
“You’re going to be flying those one of these days, I hope anyway,” I told him. He got excited, saying he couldn’t wait.
We watched the boys delicately return that bird to earth, hearing the little chirps of the wheels meeting the ground, settling back down to earth. Dale and I marveled at how skilled Tom and James were at flying that beautiful plane. It was nothing short of miraculous to me. I’m sure Dale went through a mental checklist of what Tom and James were doing in the cockpit as we watched the plane land so smoothly, then reverse thrust to slow it to a halt at the end of the runway. The boys taxied up to the ramp and spun it around to head out again. The engines shut off, and the door came down with the steps. Tom and James soon emerged in their professional uniforms.
“OMG, they’re beautiful,” Mary Ann and Ginny said, catching sight of Tom and James for the first time in their lives.
“Mary Ann, you’re drooling. Stop that,” I teased. I swear her jaw dropped and her mouth was open. Rod told her to quit staring.
“Morning boys and girls. You ready to find some warm weather and have some fun?” Tom asked, in a very upbeat voice
“Josh, can I have that one. Please, if only for one night,” she said, practically begging me for Tom. “Or the other one is just as dreamy,” she added.
“Mary Ann!” Rod yelled at her, shaking his head.
“Oh, please tell me these two are straight,” she begged. I shook my head ‘no’. “Damn, that’s so unfair,” she replied, protesting. I had to laugh, as did, Jake, Blake and Dale. I introduced Mary Ann and Ginny to Tom and James who shook their hands, then Rod, Lonnie and Tyler’s hands, then hugged Blake, Jake, me and then Dale, picking him up and twirling him around to the amazement of all of us.
“Dale, buddy. I hear you’re taking your first student to take the Instrument and Commercial written exam tomorrow and then for his private rating next week?” Tom asked. Dale said that was true and Cam was going to do just great. “I’m so proud of you,” Tom told him. I can’t believe you have him already to go in such a short period of time. You must be a fantastic instructor,” Tom told him, echoed by James.
“The boy has talent. What can I say?” Dale replied, somewhat embarrassed. Tom and James hugged him again, then nubbied his hair.
“We think he had a fantastic instructor, someone who’s a natural pilot themselves,” Tom replied. “Good for you, and good for him. You taking the 310 over to the City tomorrow for the exam?” Tom asked. Dale said they were, to give Cam more multi-engine hours. That was all Greek to the girls and somewhat to the guys, but I was right there with them.
“That gives us two pilots here in Uni, once Cam gets his instrument and commercial ratings, which shouldn’t be more than a couple of weeks,” I told Tom and James.
“He has a lot of hours in the King Air also, guys, just so you know,” Dale told them. Tom and James began to think.
“Well, then we’ll just have to start working on the Citation type ratings for you two so we have a complete pilot set over here to take the pressure off Tom and me, taking care of Josh,” Tom replied, to Dale’s growing excitement. I told them that sounded great to me.
“How you coming on the Falcon Tri-Jet?” I asked. Tom smiled.
“We’ll talk about that some on the flight down, Josh. Coming together nicely though. Found one in Texas I think will be just great. Waiting for Dallas to get his ass out of the Air Force and join our team. He’ll be certified to fly that right off the bat, but we thought the three of us, and a couple of other pilots we’re hiring, will go through the familiarization training with the simulators at their training center in Denver before we pick that plane up. Oh, and we did get Jody on board finally. He’s been great. Rick helped him find an apartment for him and Dallas, so they’re all good to go. I think he has another three weeks, then he’s ours, all ours,” Tom said excitedly. I gave him a strange look as if to ask him to interpret that word, ‘ours’. He smiled. “Our new pilot for larger aircraft and smaller ones also,” he said. “You know my thoughts on what your dirty mind was thinking. Close your ears, Dale. You don’t need to hear Josh’s nasty thoughts,” Tom teased. Dale smiled.
“Nothing dirty about that. It’s actually pretty wonderful, if you ask me,” Dale said, with a gleam in his eyes. Tom and James shook their heads.
“Good grief, another bites the dust. Gees, Josh. Quit picking on my pilots. You, Dale, may just be an exception to our rule,” Tom chided, making all of us laugh, except for our straight friends, who had no idea what the hell we were talking about.
Dale asked Tom if he needed anything on board. Tom told him he could use him on board, but knew he had to take Cam tomorrow for his exam and get him set up with an FAA examiner for his check ride. Dale said if he could only make the trip, but he knew that was coming someday. Tom assured him it definitely was.
“Okay, what kind of luggage have we got today?” Tom askedm looking at our go-bags and the two suitcases. “Let me guess, the suitcases belong to the lovely ladies. Am I right?” Tom asked. We all kind of razzed the girls about all their luggage for a whole two days. They told us to get over it. Dale helped load the luggage in the luggage compartment in the fuselage, as we boarded the ladies. Tom and James hugged Blake, Jake and Dale one more time before we boarded the Latitude. The girls were on the couch seating along with Rod and Lonnie facing them. Tyler was to sit opposite me on the side. We had a small table we could bring up between us. Both of us had our laptops with us. Tom and James told us there was cold beverages in the fridge, along with bagged snacks to munch on. Then they closed the door and secured it, and jumped into their seats in the cockpit. They started going through the checklist for takeoff. Tom was flying left seat on this leg. He fired up one engine, then the other. The girls got quiet all of a sudden hearing the engines starting to roar. They asked about the safety talk you’d normally get on a regular airline. I told them at the altitude we were flying at, if the cabin lost pressure, their heads would immediately explode so the rest of the talk about putting a mask on you, then your child or slow business partner, was a moot point. They didn’t like the sound of that at all. I just smiled and welcomed them to the world of private aviation. We waived out the window at Blake, Dale and Jake. Tom announced on Unicom we were taxiing to the active runway at Uni. He released the brakes, gave it a little power, then backed off the power once we started to roll.
The girls, Rod, Tyler and Lonnie couldn’t get over how plush the Latitude was inside. Mary Ann was taking pictures with her phone, then she caught herself, saying we should turn all of our phones off, part of the speech we didn’t receive from a flight attendant. I smiled.
“You can use your phone on this flight and the internet if you like. No restrictions like the airlines have,” I advised them. They were blown away by that message. I did tell them to put on their seat belts, which Tom announced they should do on our taxi to the runway. They were fine with that. James announced over the PA system to pick up our feet and pedal fast so we could take off. That caught everyone off guard, wondering what that was all about. I laughed, telling them our pilots had an unusual sense of humor. That got a smile, but with some reluctance.
Tom pushed the two throttles forward, and we went screaming down the runway, pushing us all back in our seats, except me, as I was facing backwards. I told Tyler to catch me if I flew into his arms. He promised me he would. Seconds later we were headed for the Heavens.
“OMG, does this thing have power or what?” Em exclaimed. I smiled. She couldn’t believe the angle we were climbing at. They all finally relaxed when we leveled off. Several minutes later James announced we reached our cruising altitude of 51,000 feet, and to sit back, relax and enjoy the flight. Mary Ann said that seemed awfully high. She didn’t think any jet she’d ever flown in flew that high. I had to explain to her that we were above all the other commercial aviation because we could go that high, and the big jets barely made it to 40,000 feet. She said no wonder our heads would explode if we were this high. I told her she could barely see the curvature of the earth at this altitude. She was blown away as they peered out the window of our plush Latitude. I got up to serve them some drinks and snacks pretending I was the flight attendant. They couldn’t believe how fantastic this was. I told them it was a real treat, and to enjoy it. Our adventure had just begun.
Let the boys explain all that to them! 
shower 
and maybe some plot twist in Ethan and Dustin story?) Can't wait 
