Chapter 619 – What To Do With the Intel
It was understandable to hear how Kyle felt about Kenny. I still sensed, as much as he said he wanted him tortured sexually, there were still some loving feelings running around in his head. I was sure he wouldn’t want to have anything to do with him anymore, now that he had all of us that genuinely loved him and he was set financially, but I was pretty sure there were memories there that warmed his heart at times. Still, it was clear to all of us as we were watching things play out with our stakeout that Kenny was definitely in town and definitely messed up in something illegal and nefarious. He was definitely on an undesirable list for sure now.
“I mean the guy got away clean, started a new life out on the west coast, so why in the hell is he back in town becoming a stooge for Spence and Simon. He’s got to know they may never see life out of a jail cell again, so even if there was some kind of kindship there, brotherhood, whatever you want to call it, why would you jump back into all this garbage again?” Kyle asked, rather rhetorically. I squeezed his shoulder.
“Money is my bet. I’m sure they promised him a lot of money to jump in and take over this action. Plus, it looks, from the number of condoms Lucky counted this evening, he may have got some pussy out of the deal as a bonus,” I replied. Kyle shook his head.
“That’s absolutely disgusting. I hope his cock dries up and falls off with some sort of disease if that’s the case,” Kyle replied, making us all chuckle.
“Uh, he wore a condom, Kyle. He should be okay, but who enjoys sex when you have to wear a condom?” I asked the group. Everyone made a face, but admitting it was the safe way to have sex with someone you didn’t know well. Kyle said he always enjoyed sex with Kenny even though he wore a condom.
“We owe Lucky a beer, or several, for everything he’s done to help get to the bottom of what’s going on,” Jake mentioned. We all agreed on that point.
“Call me crazy for my possible conspiracy theory here, but do you think it’s possible that instead of drugs that this Kenny guy, and friend, delivered to Hasting, Dickerson and Aikens, the bastard, might have been drug money instead, looking for a way to get it to the bank in Chicago to possibly ‘launder’ it?” Clay asked us all.
“Damn, Clay. You might have hit on something there. Jules did say that Conrad told him they had lots of money to lend, but needed to run it through off-shore banks to keep it below the radar. Could be that this was a drop-off of money for them to get to Chicago. The problem is, now that Duncan has disappeared, who is the courier that takes it to Chicago?” I asked, thinking about it.
“That is a great question. We don’t know of anyone that’s going to Chicago on an infrequent basis, do we?” Clay asked. None of us did, although we thought about it, trying to determine who might be.
“Garth, does either of Dickerson’s or Hasting’s phone show up in Chicago recently after last week’s rendezvous?” I asked. Garth went to work typing furiously on his laptop.
“He may have turned his phone off, as I see a large period of dead time last week the day after they met at the motel, it seems. Let me check the airlines out of Regional and see if anything checks out there,” Garth said, as he continued to type away. “Don’t see any reservations in either of Hasting’s, Dickerson or Aikens’ name on any flights to Chicago that day. Struck out there. If they have that much money, wouldn’t they possibly charter an airplane?” Garth asked, opening our eyes to a very big question.
“I wonder if Dale knows if Greyson flew anyone to Chicago last week?” I asked out loud. “Do we know where Dale is tonight, Kyle?” I asked.
“I would imagine he’s at his apartment or the airport, since Cam is with Hal, but they might be back together at our place by now. I’m sure Hal is sleeping. Hopefully, he’s sleeping, and hasn’t passed,” Kyle replied. Blake gave him a side hug, seeing as Kyle got a little emotional when he said what he did. I called Dale, who picked up immediately.
“Hey, Josh, all is well. No news to report on Hal yet, which is a good thing. I’m here with Cam now and he’s good. We were just having a beer together and he’s filling me in, information that is, not filing my butt in, not yet anyway,” Dale chided, making me laugh.
“Hey, the last thing I want to do is interrupt you two lovebirds, but would you happen to know if Greyson took any charters to Chicago last week?” I asked. Dale started to recount who went where and when last week. “Yes, as a matter of fact he did. He took two guys in the King Air to Chicago last week, waited for them for a few hours then brought them back,” Dale said, recounting the event.
“Oh Dale, that’s a great help. Could you check and see what day that was and let me know along with who was on the passenger manifest?” I asked.
“Got that schedule on my phone, and I’ll look it up, if Cam will quit sucking my dick for a couple of seconds so I can concentrate,” Dale said, chuckling. I heard Cam in the background saying that Dale was lying, they were not sucking cock ‘yet’ anyway, but would be soon. I had to laugh. “Looks like the two were a guy named Duncan and some other guy named Steve something. That ring a bell with you? I remember Greyson saying the one guy looked like the fired university president, Dickerson, I think he said. But since the names didn’t match, he didn’t think anything about it,” Dale reported. “Cam, you’re getting too good at this. Don’t make me cum when I’m talking on the phone with Josh,” I heard Dale say, making me chuckle.
“Well, sounds like the two of you are too busy to talk to us at the moment, so I won’t keep you, but I want you to know the information you gave us was a fantastic help. We all love you both. Go have some fun for me tonight too, will you?” I chided.
“You know it, Josh. You and Jake can come join in if you like. Always room for you guys,” Dale offered. I told them they needed some intimate alone time but we’d play sometime. He told me they both loved me also, and were glad to be able to help.
“Guys, it looks like Dickerson and Hastings did go to Chicago last week on our airplane. Damn, those bastards anyway. They used our bar to sell drugs out of, then use our airplanes to go to Chicago to launder their drug money. Ain’t that the shits,” I complained, shaking my head. Jake patted me on the back. “Not only that, but they’re still using poor Duncan’s name and I’ll just bet you anything, Blake, the Steve guy they mentioned is our real estate professor that replaced Duncan. I need to tell Greyson and Dale, they need to check driver’s licenses and not just take names without identification,” I said, trying to remember to make a mental note.
“Don’t worry, Josh. We’re going to nail these bastards,” Jake told me. I only hoped he was right.
“We have a lot of work to do, guys. This can’t continue. We need to shut these assholes down for good,’ I told them.
“We’ll get them, Josh. Now that we know what they’re doing, we can nail them to the wall,” Jake assured me.
“Wow, is this ever a story. I can’t wait to break the story as soon as we have the go-ahead,” Clay stated, half excited. “Just think, we get to nail Aikens right along with the other two dirtbags. It couldn’t get any better than this.
“We may even get to nail Kenny. I think you and I both have something to celebrate if we take both of our nemesis out, Clay,” Kyle added, making Clay smile.
“Well don’t kick your briefs off and start fucking just yet. There is a lot of work to be done to make this case,” I added, causing Clay and Kyle to smile at one another.
We spent some time trying to figure out how to present the information we had to the FBI who was investigating the case along with the state AG’s office without tipping our hand as to how we collected this information. “Can’t we just say that the local police were watching Dickerson and Hastings, and trailed them sensing something crazy was going on with them meeting at a motel once a week with a young lady and drugs were delivered? That might be enough information for a warrant at least where they can check it out. It could even be an anonymous tip from someone that is watching them. We could talk to Lucky and see just how we might be able to drop this information into the right hands without it leading back to us,” I suggested.
“I don’t see why not. For all anyone would know, it could have been a tip from someone that was in the organization that wanted to come clean,” Jake suggested. That was a possibility. We decided to discuss it with Lucky when he was here on Wednesday night for Ladies’ Night.
It was getting late. Will said he had a full day tomorrow, if Jordan didn’t send him on a crazy mission and mess up his desk. I had to chuckle at that remembering all too well, with great fondness I might add, Jordan and I fucking on the conference room table, Will’s current desk. “Oh, they’re delivering office furniture to the new office building starting tomorrow for our business suite on the top floor. Josh, you really should sneak over there and take a look at the new offices. I’d say Buzz really outdid himself,” Will commented.
“I told him not to go over the top and to keep it simple. We don’t need something opulent, just simple like the guys we are,” I replied.
“Well, it’s rather simplistic, but rich also, something that kind of mirrors what kind of company we are. We’re not occupying all of the space at once, and there’s plenty of room for expansion with what we have currently. The executive offices and legal team are on the top floor, with a great view, I might add. Accounting, Human Resources, along with IT, are on the next floor down, the 7th floor, I believe. Cam is going to manage the office staff from what I’ve been told by Jordan and Nate and serve as a general admin assistant until we get someone to fill that position, but so far Cam has kept up with what we need. Oh, and we even have a little kitchen/breakroom there for the coffee machine, a small refrigerator and even a microwave and popcorn machine. It’s a cute little area. Oh, I almost forgot, we need to get Mal over here with Stoney’s desk so you have something to work on,” Will stated, running through a checklist in his mind.
“In due time. No hurries. I’m not that excited about having to go through it and clean it out,” I replied.
“You don’t think that’s haunted, do you?” Will asked, seemingly somewhat concerned.
“You never know. It just might be, Will. We just might have to fuck on it sometime and see if we get a real thrill from it,” I chided. Will rolled his eyes.
“I get a real thrill every time you and Jake fuck me anyway. Can’t see how that could change much,” Will replied, making us all chuckle. Blake and Kyle seconded that opinion.
“I’m still waiting for my butt fucking from these guys,” Garth chimed in. “Getting a little tardy on that promise.” We all laughed but Garth was somewhat serious.
Blake decided to go home with Kyle for the night, and Will went home to get some sleep, however I was pretty sure he was going to call Forest and undoubtedly have phone sex with him. Garth and Dylan turned in. Clay looked a little lost and possibly wishful for some sex. Jake and I took him to bed with us, which excited him to no end.
Clay was rock hard when he took his undies off, his nice stiff cock standing out proudly in front of him. I pushed him onto the bed and spread his practically hairless thighs, running my nose over his smooth balls and through his bushy pubes, inhaling his musk male scent that was making my cock stand straight up. Clay wanted Jake’s cock in his mouth while his cock was being pleasured by me. I ran my hands over his smooth thighs as I inhaled his cock in my throat and mouth. His legs began to quiver at my touch. I fondled his balls, when I sucked his nice cock. He sighed like crazy when he didn’t have Jake’s cock in his mouth, coming up for air. After slickening up his hard, throbbing shaft and swallowing his balls in my mouth, I raised his legs, then ran my tongue down his sparsely haired taint and into his asshole. I thought he was going to cum right then and there, he shook rather dramatically.
“Easy on our boy, Josh,” Jake warned. “We have to make him last for a little while,” he chided. I gave Jake a devilish grin, one he wasn’t wanting to see, I was sure.
After molesting Clay’s hole with my tongue, I rose to my feet holding Clay’s legs up against my body, then pointed my rigid cock towards his hole. I spit in my hand and lubed myself up, then popped the head of my cock just inside him, taking his breath away. I felt the warmth of his body caress my penis, and damn he felt great already. I slid further inside him, his legs quivering in my arms.
“I swear there isn’t anything better than this,” Clay managed to say, taking Jake’s cock out of his mouth. Jake leaned down and kissed him passionately, as I thrust my hard cock deep inside his body, feeling the sensations of his ass welcoming my cock, wanting to milk it of all my seed. Clay’s ass was hot. There was no doubt about that. He was basically shy and inexperienced, which made him seem so terribly hot, almost like a virgin. Thoughts ran through my head as to how much Wes probably liked his ass last night, Wes seemingly loving the feel of boy ass on his cock. I was grateful that he did, as Wes was a sweetheart all his own.
“Okay, you’ve had that ass long enough, Josh. My turn,” Jake stated, then slipped his engorged cock out of Clay’s mouth. I backed out of Clay’s ass, with my disappointed cock flipping back vertically when I did. I held Clay’s legs up for Jake. Jake positioned himself behind Clay, then bent his knees some to connect his cock with Clay’s hole. Clay sighed as he felt the girth of Jake’s cock slide inside him. “Oh, Clay, you have a hot ass, boy. This is so nice,” Jake told him as he bottomed out inside Clay, balls deep in the boy’s ass.
I straddled Clay’s body pointing my ass towards Jake. Clay sucked on my cock as Jake fucked his ass. Jake started playing with my asshole, finger fucking me while Clay sucked me good. “Damn, you boys are merciless tonight for sure,” I told them, getting a chuckle out of Jake. Jake cupped my balls and played with my asshole as Clay sucked on. I could feel my balls start to churn some, so I hopped off, then turned around to 69 Clay, giving my cock a brief intermission to possibly delay the intense orgasm I knew was coming. Precum oozed from my piss slit down to Clay’s body. He was swiping it off the tip of my cock and savoring it in his mouth. I got a copious amount of his myself, when I sucked him good. It was hot as hell, my face in Clay’s junk, watching the love of my life’s cock plunging deep in Clay’s ass. Jake seemed to be lost in the breeding process. With a mouthful of Clay’s cock, I mumbled I wanted Jake’s load when he blew. Jake looked down and smiled at me. I could see the tension building in Jake’s face. I knew a nice load of male protein would soon be imminent. Before he could pull out and shoot his load in my mouth, I got a surprise mouthful of Clay sperm hitting the back of my throat with a hell of a nice force causing me to have to swallow his sweet load quickly. I sucked him dry as his penis continued to convulse his hot seed, delivering it to my mouth to savor. No sooner had I slurped the last of what Clay’s balls had to give me, than Jake pulled out of Clay’s ass and fired off his load into my mouth, again causing me to have to swallow quickly to take all of Jake’s seed. That action, along with Clay sucking my cock intensely, led me to stiffen up and fire off my own load, having no idea where it was going, but there was no stopping it for sure. I felt Clay suck me clean, so I presumed he swallowed it all. I fell limp, rolling off of Clay. Jake fell down on the bed with Clay and me, as we snuggled together, trying to get our breath back.
“Wow, it never ceases to amaze me how wonderful sex is with you guys. I’m blown away. I have no idea what sex is like with a woman, nor do I ever care to find out at this point. I just have to believe it can’t get any better than this,” Clay commented, as we lay there in a post euphoric state, gently fondling one another’s genitals. Clay’s balls were so smooth, like a baby’s bare ass. They were loose now that his load had launched. It was fun to roll them around with my fingers. He said it felt great also, having his balls played with, never dreaming anything like that could feel so good.
“You ever feel like you want to try to see what sex with a woman is like?” I asked, curiously.
“Why, when sex with you guys is so fantastic. I have to believe after this, it’d be disappointing to say the least,” Clay replied.
“What if you really liked a girl, you know her personality and character? What if you were attracted to her in other ways, and not just sexually? Do you think you could share your body with her?” I asked.
“Not sure, Josh. I don’t know. I mean I have girls as friends that I know and work with, but I’ve never really felt the urge to be naked with them and have sex. Is that weird?” he asked.
“Not if you’re gay it isn’t” I replied. “Still, you don’t know what you don’t know. Maybe, given the opportunity you might want to find out, just to be sure you know who you really are,” I suggested.
“I don’t know, Josh. No girl has ever paid that much attention to me in a flirtatious sexual way, and I’ve never felt the urge to try to seduce one. I’m totally comfortable with you guys. You make me feel wanted and loved, like I belong with you. It’s a wonderful feeling that I don’t ever want to lose. I mean if some girl seduced me sometime, I might find out what it’s like, but I can’t imagine how it could ever top what I feel with you guys,” he replied, then gave both Jake and I a hug, as if to back up what he felt about us. “Wes can really make a guy feel special. I mean last night was a hot night. You sure he's really straight?” Clay asked.
“So he says, anyway. He still likes pussy and titties, but his cock sure as hell likes boy ass. I mean it’s amazing. He only discovered fucking boy ass when Leo needed his help in that area. Once he started, he was hooked. He’s a very caring, loving guy. He’s a great athlete, great leader and his cock is just the greatest in a guy’s ass. I have to think that if he really loved another guy, his gender preference would definitely change. I guess he just hasn’t experienced that yet with another dude, where he fell in love. It’s like bromance with us, kind of. He loves us as teammates and the like, but not romantically. At least he hasn’t fallen in love with any guy that we know of. I thought maybe he and Leo had something going there, but Leo is always off to the house where he has cock everywhere and plenty of it. That boy has definitely developed a strong desire for cock in his ass. He’s definitely hooked for sure,” I told Clay. Clay chuckled.
“With a dick like Wes’, I could see how you could become hooked,” Clay replied, making us chuckle and definitely agree, Wes had a nice penis, bar none.
We decided to take a piss then get some sleep. Clay sucked some residual sperm from both Jakes and my cock, saying he didn’t want to waste any. “Why does your sperm taste a little different than Jake’s, Josh?” he asked. I chuckled.
“A lot of it has to do with what you’ve recently eaten, to tell you the truth. Sometimes it’s sweeter than others and then saltier at other times. It all kind of depends on what you’ve recently eaten,’ I explained.
“So if I eat a lot of candy before I blow my load, my cum might be sweeter than at other times?” he asked. Jake and I chuckled, as we lined up at the urinals and let our piss streams go.
“It all depends on how that sugar reacts with other things you’ve eaten. Can’t say for sure how all that works, but I do know it has something to do with diet for sure,” I replied. We finished pissing then headed to bed. Clay said he’d sleep in his own bed tonight, but was grateful for the sex between the three of us. We gave him naked hugs and kisses, even pulled his cock a little in the process, making him giggle. He told us he loved us, and couldn’t have found more wonderful friends to care about him. We told him the feelings were mutual. I patted his bare behind, then sent him on his way. Jake and I soon snuggled up against one another and fell fast asleep.
Tuesday morning was moving by fast. Rod met all of us at the SU before marketing, saying it was official, as his father and uncle were definitely coming to Uni to ‘check on their boys’, hoping the house was still in one piece and the four had not blown it up or caused major damage. Their visit was still a couple of weeks away, but it was eminent they were coming. Rod seemed nervous.
“It’s your dad, Rod, why would you be nervous to see your own father, the guy that spit you out of the end of his dick, for shit’s sake,” I teased.
“Did you have to put it that way?” he asked, shaking his head. I reminded him it was true. He supposed I was right. “I don’t know. What if he doesn’t like what we’ve done. I mean we’re not really done with the house or have it looking that great just yet. We have bare drywall, no paint so far. We’re still tearing stuff out upstairs and then there’s the attic to remodel also. What if he thinks we destroyed the place?” Rod asked, somewhat nervous about how his father and uncle would react.
“You show them the designs for the décor. Then show them your proforma for what the place was worth, what you have invested in the remodel and then what the place is worth when you sell it. When he sees the bottom line for your investment, how can he not be excited, Rod? I’d think he’d be totally impressed,” I stated. Rod still looked nervous.
“It’s just that, well, we’ve never done anything like this before, where we showed ingenuity and responsibility. He’s going to think we’re on drugs or something. I just have a feeling he’s going to think we’ve done something really bad, and remodeling the house is our way of hiding it, by doing something responsible. Like there has to be a reason our kids are doing something right. He’ll want to know the fallout,” Rod replied. I shook my head.
“Well, I guess you don’t have to tell him about the gay porno video you made, and the fact that might have led to Tink turning gay,” I suggested. Rod shook his head.
“You see, that’s just it. We really did do all this renovation to hide what fuckups we’d been before. He’s going to know we did something stupid,” Rod replied.
“Maybe, just maybe, he might be proud of you,” I suggested. Rod looked like he seriously doubted that .
“I’m going to need you by my side, Josh, you and Jake and all the guys so he can see what a great group of guys Tyler, Lonnie, Tink and I have associated ourselves with and how we’ve turned the corner to being responsible, business-like guys that weren’t here just to party and fuck girls. Well, leaving out Tink since he likes to get fucked by guys. Good grief!” Rod explained. We all chuckled.
“Hey, Tink has a passion for what he does, and believe me, your cousin is very passionate in bed, and that ass of his is to die for,” I chided.
“I really didn’t need to hear that, Josh. Now I can’t unhear about my cousin’s ass. That I don’t understand. Anyway, that’s neither here nor there. I’ve got to deal with these guys when they get here,” Rod replied. I patted him on his shoulder.
“Be yourself and be sincere. You think you’re onto something, and you just had a friend in the lending business that was willing to back you because your business plan seemed solid. I’ll back you up on that,” I told him. He seemed a little relieved to hear that we’d back him up.
“Please, no talking about gay stuff when you guys are around them. Can I count on that?” he asked, concerned.
“So you’re afraid to tell your dad who we really are. Are you ashamed of us as your friends, the ones that have been so generous to you to fund your business opportunity?” I asked, somewhat teasingly, but somewhat serious as well.
“I’m afraid he’s going to think we prostituted ourselves to get the loan to do the improvements, that’s what I’m afraid of,” Rod replied, somewhat seriously.
“Well, just Tink, not really the rest of you,” I chided. Rod shook his head.
“You know what I mean. If I somehow thought I could convince Dad and my uncle that this was pure friendship that led us to work together, I’d be more than willing to tell my father that I loved you as my friend and believed in you as one of the greatest friends a guy could ever have in a platonic relationship. But you know what he’s going to think,” Rod replied.
“I really don’t know. But maybe you should tell him he should be grateful that you found great true friends that were willing to partner with you, because they believed in you, not worshipped your cock or ass,” I replied. Trevor said that was definitely right, but wished Lonnie would stick his dick up his ass. Rod shook his head.
“See, statements like that are what I’m talking about. I don’t need Trevor saying anything like that in front of my father,” Rod replied.
“Uh, he won’t. Trust me on that,” I replied, giving Trevor a look. Trevor smiled. “I’m assuming this is not the best time for Tink to come out to his father, your uncle?” I asked. Rod rolled his eyes.
“Hell no. He’s going to have to do that when Lonnie and I are no where to be seen. My aunt and uncle are going to blame me, Tyler and Lonnie for that, teasing him like he was gay for all those years, now he actually is. Nope, don’t want any part of that conversation although I know I’ll get drug into it somehow. Oh, we are going to make sure my father and uncle get to meet our girlfriends, now that Mary Ann and I are finally officially boyfriend and girlfriend. Glad that’s out of the way. We’ll brag on them for helping with the design work of the house. Dad will get a kick out of me finding a steady girlfriend, one that shares my goals and objectives, like he always bragged on Mom for doing. Actually, I think Mom shared more of his objectives to make money so she could spend it, more than what Dad was doing. At any rate, it’s the thought that counts,” Rod informed us.
We noticed the clock and hurried off to Marketing. Mary Ann was all happy to see us. I got my usual hug and kiss on the cheek, asking me when I was going to bring Will back to class as he was too dreamy to hide away. Rod rolled his eyes. I officially notified the class about Logan being onboard either later this week or the first of the following week and would bring him to class to introduce him. They were all happy to hear about his joining the team and being on the scene in the very near future.
Before we parted after class, Rod wanted to know if we were coming over after dinner to help with the renovation. I told him I wasn’t sure if we could as we had a couple of major things going on that needed our attention, but I’d see. “Tyler was kind of hoping you could come over tonight,” Rod replied, hoping that might get me excited enough to forgo whatever else I had going just to flirt with Tyler.
“Nice move, Rod,” I told him, calling him out on his strategy. “I’m telling you, we’re just friends, unless you’re offering up your ass for me, then I’d have to think about it,” I teased.
“Okay, so that didn’t work. I guess we’ll see you when you have some time for us. We’re trying to get as much done, possibly even paint the living room/dining room, and entrance way area before Dad and uncle show up. And, we can’t miss Wednesday night at the CNB so the ladies can have a shot at our junk,” Rod teased, making me chuckle.
“Hey, we’ll try, but I can’t promise we’ll be there this evening. We have to move into our new office building this weekend, well at least our corporate team does. Can’t say Jake and I are ready to do that just yet, but we should see about helping the other guys,” I told him.
“Hey, if you need some muscle, the least we could do is offer to help you guys move. Let us know when you need some help and we’ll be there. Screw the renovation. If you need help, we need to be there for you. Then if we overwork ourselves, maybe you could think about hauling us all back down to Key West to the Grand Victorian again to rest up,” he suggested smiling.
“You mean to fuck for two days with your girlfriends, don’t you?” I chided. Rod smiled, knowing I had his number.
“Well, that too. To us, that’s rest and relaxation,” Rod replied. I told him he didn’t put much into making love if that was the case. He finally gave up on me.
Jordan, Buzz, Nate, Will and Ken joined us for our power lunch. I noticed Cam was not there today. “Cam called off saying that Hal wasn’t doing well and he thought he should probably be there with him,” Jordan told me. I was glad to hear that Cam spent the day with Hal if he was in his final stages. I asked them if he needed anything at all. Jordan said he’d talked to him this morning and Cam still seemed upbeat, which he was glad to hear.
We spent a good portion of lunch discussing the last evenings stakeout. Jordan told us we were playing with fire and should be very careful. I asked him how to get this information to someone that could do something with it. “How do we leak this to the authorities without involving us in any way?” I asked. Jordan shook his head.
“Let me call Baxter and see what he has to say about it. Off the top of my head, I’m thinking we just share it with the AG’s office under the guise of Lucky just happening to notice Dickerson and Hastings at a motel with a girl which kind of caught his eye. Then he saw what he thought to be a drug deal go down which further peaked his interest. After all, he was an on-duty police officer that happened to notice them at the motel,” Jordan stated.
“Yes, but he was in plain clothes, not that anyone ever noticed him, and why would he be there at that sleazebag motel? We need to have a motive for him being there,” I explained. “By the way, he collected semen samples so we have DNA of those involved,” I explained.
“Good grief, Josh. How the hell did he get the samples?” Jordan asked, somewhat confused.
“Lucky got into their room after they left and found them in the wastebasket wrapped up in several tissues, hoping they’d be thrown out with the trash,” I explained. Jordan and Nate rolled their heads, thinking Lucky had really stuck his neck out for that. “If we could find some way to anonymously give some authority the information, do you think they could continue the surveillance and get enough evidence for a search warrant of their places, phones and emails? I asked.
“Possibly. We could say that Clay uncovered the rendezvous somehow from the TV station. You said that girl they’re fucking works there too, so he could have found out her intent to meet up with Hastings, Dickerson and Aikens. Wait, you said some of the emails were on our servers as SE emails?” Jordan asked. I shook my head, ‘yes’. Jordan thought for a moment.
“Well, that involved Parker who was communicating with we think a guy named Kenny here ordering drugs for his distribution in the City. There was nothing on there about Hastings, Dickerson or Aikens,” I explained. “We just put two and two together about whoever was supplying the City, possibly supplying Dickerson, Hastings and Aikens. Only now it looks like they were not only furnishing the three with recreational drugs, and fucking the girl, but Dickerson and Hastings, along with some involvement from Aikens, are laundering money for the drug operation here in Uni that we believe this Kenny is running for Spence and Simon. We have a ton of intel, but don’t know how to provide it to someone that can do something with it, if you get my drift,” I explained.
“Damn, I can’t believe you guys have done all this. I almost wish we knew nothing about any of it, to tell you the truth. It’s too hot to sit on, but this could pull us all right into the whole mess, if we’re not careful,” Jordan stated and Nate concurred.
“What if I have an off the record discussion with Conner tomorrow night when he, Neal and Lucky are here for Ladies’ Night?” I asked. Jordan shook his head.
“I’d say you might want to do that tonight or later today and not wait. Conner should figure out a way to make this information known to someone that might be able to do something about it. See if Clay can snoop around the TV station some to see if there is any incriminating evidence against this Aikens guy. If these guys are doing drugs recreationally, then Aikens is doing something there at the station, especially if he’s keeping this girl happy. Old man dick isn’t exactly what that young girl is looking for in a relationship. Surely she has to have said something to someone. Any and all information would be helpful. I’d get hold of Conner and get him over here this evening if you can,” Jordan suggested. I told Jordan I would see what I could do.
“Oh, and now for our next announcement. I heard back from Jules last night on your crazy ass proposal for illegitimate financing,” I told the guys. They all smiled.
“Hey it was a shot in the dark, hoping we might at least get some conversation going. No one ever expected it to go anywhere,” Ken replied.
“Well, Conrad met with Jules last night at a bar and vetted him for their sense of what they were looking for as far as a patsy was concerned to launder money, the way we all looked at it, which is what we were trying to go for. Jules did what I asked, and acted like he hated our guts, mine in particular which went right along with Conrad’s sentiments. Conrad is putting something together to present through Jules, promising Jules a piece of the action if he can get it by us,” I explained, to some very surprised and confused faces.
“Wait, how could a legitimate bank even entertain the thought of doing something like that?” Ken asked. I smiled, as did Jordan and Nate.
“That’s the point. They aren’t a legitimate bank. They told Jules they had a lot of money they need to lend out, or launder if we want to call it what it really is. They’re proposing something through an off-shore bank of sorts flying under the radar of the banking regulations and the Fed. I don’t know how it works, but you can probably bet it’s below market on the interest rate, but you better not miss a payment, and there might be additional strings attached. I think Jules is waiting for a proposal of sorts, then come over and present it to us. By the way, we sent him on that mission not telling him what it was all about. I feel guilty that we used him like we did, although our Director of Operations feels otherwise for personal reasons,” I mentioned, being reassured by Will, Jules deserved to be used. “We need to level with him and see if he wants to continue what he started, as it could have been a little scary had the guys caught on to what he was up to for us, not having anyt knowledge of what he was doing,” I told them.
“Okay, so when he gets the proposal, we need to meet with the FBI and the AG’s office again to let them know what we found out. They may want to continue the dialogue with him being the go-between. That is, if he wants to continue as this could get a little dicey,” Jordan explained.
“Well, we need to level with him. We can’t put him in a precarious position without him knowing what’s going on. That’s just not right,” I replied. All of them agreed. Will didn’t say anything.
“Do you realize that all of this crap is intertwined. Good grief, these guys all had a major syndicate operation going on here. They had their own businesses, interconnected with one another in construction with the fix in with the university president, able to control who did work for them. They conspired to screw Kyle out of his land to make an even bigger fortune on that property and give everyone kickbacks. Josh, you triggered all of this when we bailed Kyle out to screw up their plans. Now, not only did we screw up that major plan, but it resulted in the investigation of how Dickerson was hiding the payoff which led to the C&S Bank in Chicago and their practices of shielding money from the Feds. Then, as a result of that, we find out about Dickerson, Hastings and now Aikens having some fun here in town with one another, or at least with this girl, Shelley, which led us to the possibility drug trade was still going on here. Then we find out Parker is selling drugs in the City, so we go break that little party up only to find out it leads back to Uni again, Parker ordering drugs for distribution in the City from what looks to be Spence and Simon’s operation here, which brings us full circle to Hastings and Dickerson with Aikens thrown in for shits and giggles, who knows. They seem to be handling the money going to C&S Bank which we are looking at for financing to help the AG’s office and the Fed to investigate them. I’m telling you, when this whole thing comes crashing down, we need to get the hell out of the way so it doesn’t crush us as well,” Jordan summarized.
“Great summation for a closing argument,” Nate said, applauding Jordan. “You should be back in the courtroom.” Jordan looked at Nate like he was crazy. We did all realize as convoluted as this all was, the downfall of this evil industry right under our noses was all started with greed from Weinstein and Seward, trying to steal Kyle’s property. Bad move on their part, as it may have started the total undoing of all their illegal enterprises. One could only hope, that is.
During accounting and swim practice I thought about nothing else than how wild these businesses were of Weinstein and Seward’s. What seemed to be simple businessmen were more like a mafia family with all they had control over and were manipulating. It blew my mind to think there could be such evil men in our midst. Like father, like son, I had to believe. Spence and Simon hadn’t fallen far from the tree, actually taking the tree to a whole new dimension, branching out into other places. This was almost too expansive to comprehend. Whatever businesses these guys were in, it was apparent that C&S was their bank and took care of laundering the money. Hastings must have had a relationship with them somehow and knew they could take care of their under the table needs. My mind wouldn’t stop thinking about how to present what was going on here in town to Conner without him getting upset with us for what we did. I had to believe he would know better than anyone how to get the information to the proper people to investigate.
We were in the showers after swim practice when Drew joined us and told me the tryouts were set up for next week on a Friday, but he needed all the resumes back to invite all the ones we wanted to look at. I had completely forgotten about them, remembering I had given them to Zach to take a look at. I promised Drew he’d have them by tomorrow’s practice. Drew turned around and backed up against me with his naked ass wiggling it on my junk, making me laugh.
“Been a long time since I felt that cock of yours,” he chided. I told him it definitely had been, telling him Stu must be keeping a tight leash on him. He smiled at, telling me he could get off the leash occasionally if I wanted to take a trip down memory lane. I laughed with him, then he patted my bare buns and took off. Zach said it was cute. I reminded Zach he needed to pick the swimming candidates we wanted to check out at the tryouts. He said he had them pretty much figured out, knowing Auggie was a definite and Colt was one of the top considerations also.
I got back to the bar and went into the office to call Conner. “Wait, what do you need from me now? Someone get arrested or something?” he asked, reminding me he wasn’t on duty at the CNB until tomorrow night.
“How would you and Neal like to come for dinner soon, and discuss something of grave importance?” I asked, hoping to peak his curiosity. I heard a chuckle from his end.
“Oh, this ought to be good. Who’s in trouble this time?” he asked. I told him there were several collars out there he could possibly get that might get him recognized nationally. “While I think you’re just pulling my dick, I am curious as to what the hell you have on your mind,” he replied.
“Oh, would I ever not only like to pull your dick, but suck it also, even fuck it with my ass, that’s how much I’d love to get down and dirty with you, Conner,” I replied, convincingly serious. He laughed.
“Okay, you win. You made my dick hard. Thanks a lot,” he said, as if he was complaining about his situation. I laughed.
“You know how much I love you, and would really love to show you physically, but you keep denying me the opportunity to really show you how much you mean to me,” I teased, but with an air of sincerity there. He chuckled.
“You know that’s not possible, Josh, but I love you just the same,” he replied. He said he and Neal would be here in a half-hour.
Kyle showed up moments later. I asked him about Hal and Cam. “Hal was a little better this afternoon which was good. He had kind of a rough morning from what Cam told me, but seemed to be better this afternoon. Cam still seems positive, and will probably be that way until he can’t anymore. We all know that day is coming, which we dread like everything evil. Anything on the surveillance front?” Kyle asked. I told him Conner and Neal would be here later and discuss it with us. I told him I called Lucky a few minutes ago, and he was going to try to make it for his dinner break.
“Wouldn’t this be considered working where you didn’t have to take a dinner break to discuss business?” Kyle asked, somewhat confused.
“I guess he really wasn’t supposed to be doing what he was doing. We’re going to feel out Conner first before we confess what Lucky’s done to further this investigation,” I replied. Kyle said he guessed he understood.
Conner and Neal soon showed up as Kyle, Blake, Jake and I were just starting to sip our first beer. I asked them if they could drink beer or if they were still on-duty. Conner showed us he was in his street clothes and out of uniform, so what did I think he could do. I shook my head at him, telling him he was so handsome in and out of his uniform. Neal got a kick out of that. I got them some beer, then we moved into the office so we could speak privately. I had them order food first and told Eric to have it delivered to the office. We all moved inside and locked the door.
“You’re not going to take advantage of Neal and me in here, are you?” Conner chided. I smiled.
“Oh, I would if you’d let me,” I replied, with a huge smile. Neal said he was always ready for that invitation. Conner gave him his look. Just then there was a knock on the door. I got up and opened it, letting Lucky inside in his uniform. Conner seemed surprised to see him here, thinking something interesting had to be going on. I called Eric and told him to send in more beer and what Lucky wanted for dinner. He said he’d take care of it.
“Okay, so this is getting very interesting. What’d you do, find more drug trade going on in your organization?” Conner asked. Lucky smiled and chuckled a little. “Don’t encourage him, Lucky,” Conner added.
I started from the beginning, telling him what we found in emails that Garth was exploring for the state AG’s office, about the rendezvous with the four of them. “Garth was looking at official emails on the university’s servers for the AG’s office. How did something, that happened just last night like you said you were about to explain, be set up way back when Dickerson was still the president?” Conner asked.
“Well, we kind of thought we might check to see what he was up to, knowing he was still up to no good, and suspecting he was dealing with this bank we’re helping the FBI and the state AG’s office investigate in Chicago,” I explained, getting an extremely disturbed look from Conner.
“What’d Garth do, fucking hack Dickerson’s emails?” Conner asked concerned. I wasn’t sure how to answer that.
“Well, we kind of found that information out chasing email streams from one device to another. How we found it out is not material, but what we found out is,” I tried to explain, trying to resurrect the discussion.
“Wait, how you obtained the information is very relevant, as it might be illegal and therefore, inadmissible. You have to be careful about not trampling on someone’s rights here,” Conner stated, concerned.
“What about criminals trampling on our rights?” I asked, getting a little upset. He shook his head.
“Not right either, but we have to do things the right way or we help them get away with it, Josh. You can’t just go digging through someone’s private emails,” Conner explained, in a nice way, but getting his point across.
“Why don’t I tell you what’s going on first, then you decide how we could have obtained the information legally, so we have a reason for how we got this information,” I challenged him with. Conner shook his head, saying this ought to be good.
I told him about what Clay thought might be going on, and how we had Lucky follow Aikens the one night, although he really didn’t follow Aikens as Garth knew exactly where they were going, but I left that part out. Conner was stunned at what Lucky witnessed, and even more stunned at the fact he invited himself into the room while the maid was in there, saying he left something. “I will give you an ‘A’ for your investigative skills, but did the desk sergeant know what you were up to that night?” Conner asked. Lucky smiled, telling him, ‘not really’. Conner shook his head.
“We didn’t know what we’d find, but we knew these creeps were up to no good. I didn’t do anything illegal as the maid let me into the room. It’s not that I broke into the room or anything. I was let in,” Lucky assured Conner. I thought Conner and Neal were going to shit themselves, when I told them about Lucky putting sperm evidence in his refrigerator.
“Oh, Mother of God, you didn’t keep their used condoms and put them in your refrigerator, did you?” Lucky smiled, asking Conner what he was supposed to do with them. “Maybe leave them alone and act like you were never there, because you shouldn’t have been,” Conner suggested rather emphatically.
By the time I finished telling Conner everything, it appeared his head was spinning. He looked stressed and confused. I gave him my thoughts on the whole thing, the drug business, even the name of the new manager, Kenny. Conner said he’d check to see if there was anything in the system on Kenny. Lucky said he ran it last night, and other than a few parking tickets, there wasn’t anything on him. Conner looked disappointed.
Our food finally arrived, so we suspended our discussion while we were served, then resumed when we were alone again. “So, how do we get an investigation going without tipping our hand as to how we got the preliminary information?” I asked Conner.
“I guess we say that we got some information that this Kenny guy is a person of interest, a known associate of Spence and Simon. You say Lucky has pictures of this guy delivering a bag of sorts to that Motel 7, the sleazebag motel out on the highway. We could provide the drug task force with these pictures, telling them we got them while on another stake out of sorts, although our sergeant didn’t know we were conducting one. I’ll try to smooth that over somehow saying we were in the right place at the right time to see what might be going down, and Lucky jumped on it, having a sneaky suspicion that something wasn’t right. At least that gets us in the game. I’m not sure, other than the pics of this Kenny guy, we can do much more with what you have so far. Don’t know that the sperm samples in your freezer will do us any good, Luck. Don’t know how you can stand having those in your freezer,” Conner stated.
“Hey, if it’s evidence that will help us catch these sleazebags, then I can handle it. I just couldn’t turn them in without having a reason to, which is why we’re here tonight to discuss how we get an investigation going,” Lucky replied.
“I’m going to say that a confidential informant gave us information that this Kenny guy is possibly selling drugs to a dealer in the City and locally. We have reason to believe whatever money is generated from the sales hear, in the City and possibly elsewhere, is being transported from here, possibly by charter flights by guys using aliases, some rather well known, once influential people. If we get our drug guys on this, I’m sure they’ll come up with necessary warrants to take this further. Just promise me one thing, Lucky, don’t go running off into the dark staking out a motel with drug dealers without backup. I know you thought you were okay, staying anonymous, but if they happened to catch wind of you, you could be in a lot of trouble as these guys play dirty. We don’t want anyone getting shot. And, as for you, Josh, you stay the hell out of it. If you should happen to stumble onto some information that would help the drug task force, then pass it onto Lucky or me, and we’ll get it to the task force as intel from a confidential informant. We don’t need your ass involved in any of this. You already had enough bad press in the City. We don’t need to taint the CNB here. Do I make myself clear?” Conner asked. I smiled at him.
“Yes, sir. We’ll stick to intel, but we’ll provide you with everything we can get our hands on. You have to figure out how to present it so that it sticks,” I replied.
“Agreed. Wow, this is amazing the web that was weaved between drugs, bribery, arson, some kind of weird sex stuff and a bank that launders the drug money. Makes sense what you told us though, Josh. It makes too much sense, which disappoints me greatly that these guys are still operating with Spence and Simon in jail now. I don’t think their old men are operating this thing. They may know about it and may even benefited financially from it, but as under a microscope as they are today, I can’t imagine them being involved in any of the day-to-day stuff,” Conner commented.
“Maybe not, but you almost have to believe they know who is and are somehow benefiting from the profits,” I commented.
“I thought once Spence and Simon were in jail we wouldn’t have to deal with their corruption and bullshit any longer. Looks like that’s not the case. Still, Dickerson, Hastings and now this Aikens and this Shelley girl? I mean what the fuck is that all about?” Conner asked himself.
“Hey, Conner, if you need to know anything about this Kenny guy, I can tell you loads about him. He was the one that took out the loan against my property, the one that Hastings was going to foreclose on. I’d like nothing better than to see him in handcuffs and put away for good. He was out in Los Angeles, but he’s certainly back now. There’s no doubt in my mind, that’s his picture with the other guy that Lucky took last night. If I could see him naked, I could positively identify him,” Kyle told Conner.
“Okay, well, let’s hope it doesn’t have to come to that,” Conner replied.
“Kyle would like nothing better than to see the guy fucked hard and long, his asshole bleeding from a huge cock up it and cum running out of it,” I chided. Conner shook his head.
“Sounds like a hell of a party to me,” Neal finally chimed in. Conner gave him the look one more time.
so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming 
chef's kiss, and there's a shower 
