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The Coming of Josh

Josh and Jake are continuing to enjoy each other, Clay, plus any (and all) others they can coax into their shower and/or bed. Josh is suck-seeding in making Jake as big a dick consumer as he, himself, is. I simply don't understand why both of them aren't dried out prunes, even at their age. I mean ... any given body holds a finite amount of fluids at any given time. The ways these boys sweat, and drain their balls at every wink of an eye, they should be completely dehydrated by now! Has there been any 24hr. period either one hasn't gotten off at least once? HA! (Is that creamy filling in Gabe's donuts something else? Perhaps a testosterone boost? Is there something in Uni's water beside chlorine and fluoride? I WANT SOME!)

Speaking of said shower, Josh is forever trying to get Connor back in there. Neal wants a go, or two, too! It was cool hearing how Connor and Neal managed to get together. Sounds like Connor actually adopted Neal, and is still trying to keep him in line.

I'm beginning to think Harold's murder may not have been a 'message' after all. If the details aren't being released, how would anyone else know about the extent of mutilation? Now I'm thinking it was personal ... a crime of passion. It might not even be tied to Simon and Spence, though that's an 'educated' assumption that it is. What if there is an exceedingly jealous, extremely violent, 'new' killer running around Uni? What if that actually is Kenny, just 'in'/back from California, but has nothing to do with the business side of drugs? Would he flip out that far over something Harold might simply have said?

NONE of that bodes well for Clay rubbing dicks with Kenny, through Shelley's various tunnel walls, no matter how much fun that might be. YIKES!!

Where art thou taking us?

Write ON!! :gogirl: (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv:
 
Well said, bros. Nothing I can add. Looking forward to the next instalment this arvo.

Cheers, HF
 
Greetings my fellow bent bros. Some interesting speculation in your comments this time. It's obvious that Conner was deeply disturbed over what happened to Harold. Josh is concerned for Conner, having seen his one time love brutally murdered. Josh is not really sure how to handle this with Conner other than to offer his support and understanding, a shoulder to cry on so to speak. Far too many bad things have happened with seemingly Spence and Simon possibly in the middle of all of it. No one knows how violent these two really were when they weren't in custody. Who is doing their dirty work for them and why?

Our next chapter deals with Jules once again and his next assignment meeting with Conrad in Chicago. Hopefully, this is a little lighter chapter and not as dark and heavy as we work our way to trying to solve all this mysterious stuff happening around Uni.

Hope you guys have a great rest of your weekend. Please stay Healthy, Safe and Happy. Huggs, FT
 
Chapter 636 – Jules FBI Experience

Wednesday was always a hectic day topped off by Ladies’ Night at the end, a few more hours of grueling work and screaming women, not the crowd we enjoyed that much, but it was very profitable, which made it important to all of us. So, we had that to look forward to, even though it was a lot of work. I wasn’t excited about having to put up with Jules also, knowing he’d be here this afternoon, and would surely invite himself to stay for dinner and to help out for Ladies’ Night. Will had Jules figured out rather well. I still wasn’t sure if he was all that evil, as Will painted him to be, or just lonely, needing friendship, longing to be with our great group that enjoyed each other so much, after constantly hearing Will talk about how wonderful it was. I often thought, who could blame Jules for wanting to be a part of what Will told him was so wonderful, what Will let him know he loved being a part of. It could have made one feel like he was on the outside looking in, while his boyfriend enjoyed himself with all his friends. I could definitely see how Jules might be jealous of that situation. I wouldn’t like it if Jake was having a great time, including sex, with another group I wasn’t allowed to be part of. That could cause a rift between us. I got to wondering if Will was being selfish, not allowing Jules to be part of us. Then knowing Will as well as we knew him, there wasn’t anything selfish about him at all. I believed that Will actually thought he was shielding us from someone that wanted to use us to his advantage, Will thinking in his heart Jules was just an opportunist and not genuine in his relationships. Still, Will loved him at one time. What could Jules have done that caused that to change. Was Will being fair to him, and hell, were we being fair to the boy? Moving on from Jules, I started to think about poor Conner and the torment he was going through, having discovered the body of his first love shredded with a knife and his genitals viciously removed. How horrible a scene to have to discover. No one should ever have to see something like that done to another human being, much less, someone you once loved with your heart and body. I felt so terrible for him. These crazy things were running through my mind as I was waking up on Wednesday morning contemplating my day.

Jake had his arm over my chest as we tried to wipe the cobwebs from our eyes and wake to the new day. I pulled his arm to my lips and kissed it. Waking up to Jake every morning made me feel so loved. He was here naked with me in our bed. We loved one another so much. I felt so fortunate to have his love and able to love him as much as I did. Jake nuzzled up against me, his hard morning wood teasing my leg. I spit in my fingers, then ran them around the head of his penis, getting him to sigh.

“You keep that up and it’ll spit on you, Babe,” Jake said sleepily, without opening up his eyes. I chuckled some as I ran the tip of my finger over his piss slit, not feeling any precum at the moment. I guess that got his attention, as I felt his hand on my balls, gently groping them, then his thumb and forefinger slide up my rigid shaft of my morning wood. “It’s only fair,” he whispered. Before we knew it, we were actively jacking each other’s cocks and waking up our balls.

“Okay, we need to get up, not that I don’t really enjoy this, but we’re going to be all over one another in a short period of time and then be late for class,” I warned him, making Jake chuckle. “Besides I have to pee, and you know how hard it is to pee with a boner, Babe,” I joked, then broke away from his tender passionate touch and slid out of bed.

“Oh, it was just starting to get really good,” Jake half-heartedly complained.

“It’s always good with you, Jake. We can burn up the sheets like no other gay couple can,” I chided, then pulled on his arm, pulling him off the edge of the bed, then helping him to his feet, embracing him, our hard cocks rubbing up against one another. I stroked them together a few strokes, making him smile. Jake grabbed my head and kissed me tenderly on the lips.

“You know how wonderful you make me feel, Josh. There’s no other one like you in the whole world. I just love every inch of you,” Jake said, as he started kissing my neck, then my chest and nipples, making my dick throb that much more.

“Okay, enough before we can’t help ourselves and cum all over each other. We need to get ready for school,” I urged. Jake kissed me one more time with a big smile on his face.

“I wouldn’t mind going to class with a load of your sperm up my ass. But then it might leak out and embarrass me. Still, it’s kind of hot to think about it,” he chided. I told him he was warped, but that’s what I loved about him. He said he got that from me. I’m sure he probably did. Still, he had no remorse.

Rod was still excited about getting through the evening with the dads the night before. I asked him if he got any putang last night. He was all smiles. “Damn right I did. We went at it so hard, I swear Mary Ann’s titties were sweating and her cunt was really wet,” Rod bragged.

“Rod, you’re making me sick thinking about a sticky, smelly pussy. I don’t know how you can stand that,” I replied making a face.

“Sorry, but for me, that scene is a hot one,” he replied.

“Did you get her to kick your ass, tease your asshole with the tip of her tongue?” I asked. He looked at me as if I was crazy, although I could tell it got him a little hot and bothered at the thought.

“No, fuck no. I couldn’t ask her to do something like that. I just couldn’t,” Rod replied. I smiled.

“Thought you kind of liked that when I did it to you in the pool that night,” I told him. He smiled, big time.

“Oh, fuck that was hot, Josh. I mean, I’d never felt anything like it before,” he replied, fondly, with a big smile. I patted him on his ass.

“Yeh, you liked the attention I gave that hot virgin hole of yours, big time. Made you cum like you’d never cum before, didn’t it?” I chided. Rod grinned big time.

“Got me there, Josh. It was hot, damned hot, not denying that at all,” Rod replied grinning ear to ear.

“Then why not have Mary Ann do that for you? If you eat her pussy, she should eat your hole,” I suggested, smiling big time.

“Well, that’s kind of a guy thing, don’t you think? Not sure women are into that kind of thing. Not only that, but I’m not sure I have the balls to ask,” Rod replied.

“Oh, you’ve got the balls alright. I’ve had those in my mouth also. Nice balls, by the way,” replied. Rod didn’t know what to say, other than to shake his head and chuckle.

“We’re not ever going to let the girls know that happened now, are we?” he asked, somewhat concerned. I told him not unless he was going to tell them, because I didn’t kiss and tell. “Josh, you’re such a pal. I have to say, we’ve have some intimate moments together and they weren’t all bad, but that was just kind of an experimental thing, you know, finding out what you guys do and what it feels like. As great as it was, I still like fucking Mary Ann. Damn, do I love that,” he replied. I patted him on the back, telling him, ‘whatever made his dick hard’. He laughed and gave me a bro hug.

Mary Ann was glowing for class also, excited about last night and meeting the dads. “I have to say, your dads are all right, Rod. I could grow to like them,” Em stated.

“What, you looking at them for future father-in-law material?” I chided. Mary Ann chuckled

“Didn’t think of it quite like that, but I think they would do. Sue and Ginny liked them also. For dads, they’re pretty cool,” she replied. Rod was glowing, tickled that Em liked his father. I’m sure he felt like he and Mary Ann were getting closer all the time. “My parents are coming up the weekend school is out to take my winter clothes home so I have more room in my closet. I might let you take us all out to dinner so they can get to know you also, now that I’ve met your dad and uncle,” Mary Ann told Rod. Rod looked a little stunned. “Oh, don’t worry, they don’t bite. They just nag,” she replied, half-scaring Rod. I winked at him. I wasn’t sure what he thought about that.

We grabbed Ty and congratulated him on possibly securing a grant to enlarge his marketing program. Ty was all excited. “Oh, this is the greatest thing that could happen to a professor, guys. I mean, I’ve worked so hard to get this program accepted, then write a thesis on it as to how to administer it for the greater good of future businessmen. Doesn’t a major corporation pick it up before I even publish and want to fund the process. Wow, I couldn’t be more excited. Bret was ecstatic also. He couldn’t believe it's happening. I’ve already contacted the dean of the business school, and he’s all excited. That makes my doctorate a given at this point. I just have to deliver the thesis and I’m in,” Ty said all excited. I had to hug him, which he gladly accepted. Jake and Blake hugged him also, even Mary Ann. Rod abstained, but seemed like he wanted to. But with Mary Ann there, he didn’t want to appear unmanly, even though he was more comfortable with hugging other dudes these days.

“So what are you going to do to expand the project?” I asked. Ty smiled, big time.

“Well, Bret is a TA working on his masters, so I’m going to incorporate another class similar to this one so we can accept more students into the program. It’ll take a semester to get that all set up, so it’ll happen much like what you guys went through in this class. Your first semester was basic marketing, the fundamentals and theory, then we had the dorm project the second semester. I’ll continue with you guys next semester in the fall, while Bret undertakes the basic marketing class of new sophomores. Then he’ll be ready for a case study the second semester. We can take turns working with the two ongoing programs, you guys in the advance stages and the newbies starting off. We may even let some of you guys work with the newbies since your acumen will be far more advanced. I think everything will work out great. I’m so excited. The dean told me to submit a plan and he’d approve it, just happy to have more revenue for the business school. From what your dad and uncle were talking about for a grant, Rod, it’s substantial and will do immense good. I mean we’re all excited today,” Ty said, having a hard time containing himself. We told him we couldn’t be happier for him, He had proven his theory works, even demonstrating what it could do for business overall, a program other universities would want to adopt somehow. “Well, the best thing a professor can do for tenure is to attract large donations, and this would be one of the larger grants Uni has ever received,” Ty said, extremely proud.

“I might have to start more projects so you’ll have something to work on,” I suggested. Ty smiled, then hugged me.

“I think we might have to work on some of what their dads want us to work on also, but you keep bringing us subject matter and we can always split the group up if we need to in order to do more projects. This is going to be great,” Ty said with excitement.

“Any chance we can still do the decorating for these new projects?” Mary Ann asked. Ty wasn’t so sure.

“Not sure what the projects are, Mary Ann, but if we can get other departments of the university involved with these marketing projects, we can offer more complete services which will attract others to use us also. This could really be big in a matter of a few months actually, once the word gets around,” Ty replied. That seemed to please Mary Ann. Rod was more than excited because his father and uncle were contributing so much to the university, making him a potential big man on campus. Privately, I told him not to let his dick get too big or Mary Ann couldn’t take it and I wouldn’t suck it. Rod laughed saying his sex life could really be hurting if he got the big head and big dick. I assure him that was the truth.

We were all excited about Ty’s excitement and relished the idea of expanding the department mainly due to his vision of what a marketing curriculum should be to prepare marketing majors for the future. It wasn’t really that difficult, when you thought about it. Mainly the premise of find a need and convince people how to fill it, really worked. There were a million ways to get there, but Ty had some damn good ones to arrive at correct conclusions with hands on experience in getting there. Needless to say, we were all proud of him and Blake was even more excited that he left OSU and came to Uni. Not only did he come to Uni, but changed gender preferences and fell in love, real love, not that stuff he faked with his girlfriend.

At lunch, I shared the information with Jordan, Buzz, Ken, and Nate about the murder. Cam was there with us, having heard the information last night, but didn’t tell anyone about it, not sure what he could say and what he couldn’t. They were blown away hearing more of the details as to what took place. I still didn’t mention the missing penis and balls. That was way too personal and too gross to talk about, plus I promised Conner I wouldn’t’ say anything. I didn’t tell them about Conners personal relationship with Harold, thinking the less known about that the better since Neal didn’t know.

“It’s been a long time since we’ve had a murder in this town, and certainly nothing like this before. I mean the guy seemed like he was invisible, so who’d want to kill him?” Nate asked.

“Someone obviously had a big beef with him or that wouldn’t have happened. Hopefully, it was someone he knew and we don’t have another Jack the Ripper in our midst we have to worry about,” I replied.

“That’s half-scary, guys. Conner thinks it might be drug related?” Jordan asked. I told them he thought it might have something to do with sending a message to others not to shit in their sandbox. “Damn, that’s a horrible way to send a message,” Jordan commented.

“Got some people’s attention, I’m sure,” Nate replied.

“No one knows about the multiple stab wounds, so keep that to yourself,” I told them. They all said they hated to think about it, much less talk about it. I had to agree, telling them I’d keep them informed on what I could find out.

“So, Jules is here this afternoon with the FBI and the state AG’s office?” I asked. Will rolled his eyes.

“Meeting is scheduled for 1:30. I’m surprised Jules hasn’t shown up yet,” Nate replied.

“Me too. He’ll show up in a few minutes wanting a free lunch, or at least to fraternize with you guys like he’s a celebrity trying to save us from ourselves,” Will commented. Sure enough, just as Will said that, Jules came walking through the door. “Well, got to meet Logan at the dormitory, so I’ll see you gents later,” Will said, then got up to leave.

“Will, I’m glad I finally got to see you. I’ve missed you so much,” Jules said, holding out his arms for a hug. Will looked at him but walked right past him.

“Sorry, late for a meeting,” was all he said, as he ignored Jules almost completely. Jules came and took Will’s empty seat.

“Thought I might catch you guys here. I have to admit, I know you guys moved and I don’t have any idea where your offices are anymore,” Jules said, as he sat down, inviting himself to join us without asking us. Luckily, Thad came and got me to go to accounting. I told them all I had to run, but wished them good luck with their meeting. “See you later then. We good for Ladies’ Night tonight then?” he asked. “I’m getting used to tending bar for that cool event,” he added. I gave him a fake smile, telling him if he wanted to, but he certainly didn’t have to. “Nonsense, it’s the least I can do for you letting me stay over tonight,” he added. I didn’t remember inviting him to stay over.

“I assumed you had a hotel room somewhere, Jules. We’re kind of crowded these days. You might want to get a hotel room where you’d be more comfortable,” I offered.

“Oh, I’m sure Dylan and Garth can squeeze me in between them, or I could sleep with you and Jake just fine. We’ll make it work,” he replied, sluffing off my comment. Will was right. Jules did know how to manipulate people into doing what he wanted. You had to be downright nasty to get him to stop doing that. I didn’t reply, but kept on moving, hoping that Jordan and Nate would take hold and maybe tell him he should go back to the City after their meeting. Someone, I had a feeling Jules could manipulate them also. Oh well, he was a nuisance at times, but we needed him for this project for now anyway, so I guess we had to put up with his shit.

After Dennis told us he was getting phone calls from guys wanting to hook up after he won the wet underwear contest, and swim practice where we worked our asses off, we were back at the CNB for beer before dinner. Kyle had shown up, asking about whether we found out anything else about the murder. I told him we’d talk to Conner tonight and see if he heard anything else. Kyle said that bothered him all last night thinking about it. He was glad he had Iggy there to keep guard over the apartment. I told him that wasn’t a bad thing, although we were pretty sure it was personal, someone that knew the guy and wanted to send a message. Kyle said that was all well and good, but texting might have been better to send a message. I reminded him it wasn’t that type of message. He did smile, indicating to me it was a bad joke. I had to agree, it was a very bad joke, but I still loved him anyway, which got a smile out of him.

Cam came walking in shortly afterwards, done for the day. “So how’d the meeting go at the office?” I asked him.

“They’re still there in Jordan and Nate’s conference room. Don’t know what all they’re talking about, but they’re still talking,” Cam informed us. Gees, did it take that long, I had to wonder.

Jake and Blake were finally back and we had a beer together. Jules finally came wandering in. I motioned for Trent to bring us another beer for Jules, although I wasn’t excited about it. “Hey, guys, I’m finally back,” he said as he pulled up a stool to join us at our table, as if we were really excited to see him.

“So, how did it go? You guys make any progress so we can wrap this thing up once and for all?” I asked. Jules frowned.

“No, it continues on. Now they want me to wear a wire so they can hear what Conrad has to say from his own lips. I am to be careful what I say so we don’t entrap the guy, but let him lay out the plan fully. I had to rehearse this thing over and over until they were happy I could get it right. I guess if I say something wrong, it could scuttle the whole project and we’d have to start all over again,” Jules informed us.

“So, how do you wear a wire without them suspecting you have something on you, as I have a feeling they don’t fully trust you, knowing how close you are to us?” I asked. Jules smiled.

“So they tried it on me today, showing me where to wear it,” he said proudly. “Kind of cool really,” he added.

“What if Conrad pats you down?” I asked. Jules smiled.

“No problem. The damned thing, get this, is a cock ring that you wear just like any cock ring. Conrad can even grope me, but chances are he won’t feel it, unless he gets me naked and wants to suck my cock, but that’s probably not going to happen,” Jules chided. I rolled my eyes.

“No shit, it’s really a cock ring?” I asked, curious as hell.

“Yep, I’ll show it to you later tonight. Kind of hot wearing it, I have to say. Get this, the guy that fitted it on me this afternoon said I had just the right equipment to wear it proudly. How about that?” Jules teased. We all shook our heads.

“Might just be what we need for another guy we know that might want to record something while he is naked,” I mentioned, thinking about Clay and his upcoming sex session with Kenny and Shelley.

“Shit, might just have to loan it to him. I could fit if for him also. I know just how to make it work to pick up everything,” Jules bragged.

“So, if a guy was to wear it while he was fucking, would the fucking noises override the talking?” I asked.

“Don’t know. Maybe we should try it out and see. You can wear it and fuck me tonight, and we’ll see what kind of noises it picks up, Jules explained.

“I think we can try it out without having any penetration going on, thank you,” I told him. Jules looked disappointed, saying it’d be better if we put it to the full test. I told him maybe Dylan or Garth might want to try it out. “It’d be better if you or Jake did, I think. I wouldn’t mind at all,” Jules replied. I was sure he wouldn’t, getting one of our dicks in his ass one way or another. I was willing to wait to see if Garth had a better solution. “So was the FBI guy cute that fitted you for a cock ring?” I had to ask. Jules shook his head.

“More like an old queen. Wasn’t someone I wanted up and close personal with my junk, but then we weren’t there for sex, thankfully. Although his partner seemed kind of interested. I might have to look him up and request he remove it when we’re done. I would have liked to have seen it demonstrated on him. He looked like he was packing more than his service weapon, if you know what I mean,” Jules replied. I shook my head.

“Oh great, now you’re hitting on the FBI. Careful there. You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into messing with the Feds,” I jokingly warned.

“Could get me a ‘get out of jail free card’,” Jules joked. I asked him if he needed one for some reason. He said he might if he had to keep this up much longer.

“You’re not still wearing that cock ring are you?” I had to ask, since he mentioned he might have to have the younger agent take it off. Jules chuckled.

“I told them to leave it on for a while to let me get used to wearing it. Besides it makes my junk more pronounced in my dress slacks,” Jules replied. I rolled my eyes. “I’ll show it to you guys later as I’m sure you’ll want to see this,” Jules teased. Anything, I thought, to try to become more intimate with us some way, somehow. I could just hear Will in my head warning me of his behavior. Jordan and Nate said it looked kind of hot,” Jules added.

“They were in the room when you dropped trou, and they stuck that thing on over your dick and balls?” I asked, surprised.

“Well, yeh. I guess so there were witnesses that I couldn’t allege I’d been violated or anything, not that I wouldn’t want to be violated by the younger one. Damn, he was all man too. He was really built, like he was chiseled out of stone, rock solid and all. Bet he had a great dick too,” Jules replied. I couldn’t believe it.

“Get this, the two FBI agents are going to accompany me to Chicago this time. Maybe if I get lucky, the younger one will sleep with me, just to protect me and everything. Would love for him to pound me out and fuck me senseless,” Jules suggested.

“Why do they have to go?” I asked.

“They have to be within a certain range for them to listen in and record what’s being said. The damn thing only transmits so far. So, I guess I’ll have a tail on me everywhere I go. They kind of explained it, but I really didn’t understand how it all works other than my cockring will transmit to a device within a certain range where they’ll be. Then this device converts what the cockring picks up and sends it out on a type of cellular device to FBI headquarters in Chicago somewhere. That’s where it gets recorded as evidence. Kind of neat when you think about it. Kind of like wearing a cell phone wrapped around your balls using your dick as an antenna to send out a signal. Gees, I wonder if I could do something on Grindr with it. Now that would really be an attraction to get guys,” Jules joked.

“Tell me you’re not on Grindr, Jules?” I asked.

“Me? Well maybe there’s been a few times, when things get too lonely and my ass is hungry. If I was around you guys more often, I wouldn’t have that problem now, would I?” Jules teased.

Garth came in from work and joined us. Jules explained the cockring listening device to Garth. Garth thought that was the coolest thing, anxious to check it out and see how it worked. Jules was more than excited to show him later. “I have to admit, the FBI has some cool shit to work with. Who’d ever think of a cockring as a listening device. Even if you had to strip and have sex with someone, no one would suspect it was a listening device. Wait, if there are scanners in the room, couldn’t they detect a listening device, like when the FBI sweeps a room looking for such things?” Garth asked.

“You know, Nate asked that question this afternoon. The FBI said most scanners couldn’t pick that up. There is kind of an off and on switch that I can control so you’d have it off until you needed it. By that time the sweeping thing would be over. He suggested that I meet him in a restaurant or public place where there wouldn’t be any scanners, unlike their offices. I could have it off at their offices. Even if they patted me down they wouldn’t find a wire on me. Even if they strip search me, I’d be wearing a cockring. They might think I’m kinky or something, but I could always say I was up for some action later with some hot chic and this thing kept me hard for multiple orgasms. I’m telling you, this thing can do the trick in more ways than one,” Jules replied. Garth said he had a point.

Just then, a rather handsome, well-built guy in a black suit, came up to our table. “Special Agent Callihan,” Jules announced. He looked at all of us and gave us a rather cold smile. “We were just talking about you and my new little toy I’m wearing. Guys this is Special Agent Callihan of the FBI.

“You know, I could tell. So my partner looks like an old queen, you say?” Agent Callihan asked. Jules looked totally embarrassed.

“You heard all that?” Jules asked, rather stunned, but then sheepishly smiled.

“Lound and clear. Well, at least we know the device works well. Not sure I’ll be sleeping with you, Jules, but I was kind of flattered by your comments,” he replied. Jules looked like he wanted to die.

“How did you hear what I said? I mean I didn’t turn it on even,” Jules asked. Agent Callihan smiled.

“We can turn it on remotely. I might have failed to mention that. Anyway, when we saw you meet up with your friends, we decided to try it out and see how it worked. We were outside even but you came through loud and clear,” he replied.

“Ugh, I apologize for what I might have said, but then I had no idea you guys were listening,” Jules replied. Agent Callihan smiled.

“That’s the whole idea, Jules. No one knows we’re listening. Don’t worry, we didn’t send that out on cellular to our local office. Your comments will stay with us. That was just a test to see if everything was working properly,” he replied.

“Gees, I didn’t even feel my balls vibrate or anything. That was pretty slick,” Jules replied, smiling. “I told you Agent Callihan was hot, guys, didn’t I?” Jules chided.

“Damned hot,” Garth added. I offered he and his partner a beer if they wanted one. Agent Callihan said something, as if he whispered something to himself. Moments later, another older person in a black suite appeared. Callihan introduced us to Agent Tomkins.

“An old queen, huh, Jules?” Tomkins teased. I swear Jules wanted to melt under the table.

“Well, you seemed to enjoy yourself touching my dick and balls when you fitted me for my new Captain American cockring,” Jules commented. Tomkins cracked a smile.

“One of the dirty jobs we have to do as agents. I told you it was nothing personal,” Tomkins replied. We moved to a larger table and so they could join us. I had Trent bring more beer. Garth had all kinds of questions on frequencies used and what not. He wanted to see the device that picked up the signal. Callihan pulled it out of his suit coat pocket and showed it to Garth. It wasn’t any larger than a cell phone. I thought Garth was going to pop a boner as he inspected it.

“Damn, this is some cool shit. Is it available on the open market or is this proprietary?” Garth asked.

“Not sure, but this is what they give us to work with on special assignments like this,” Callihan explained. Garth couldn’t get over it. Garth got the name of the device and firm that produced it off the back of the device, committing it to memory, just in case we had need for something like this sometime. I knew we needed one like this for Friday night. Garth asked him if we could borrow it sometime. Callihan looked at him and smiled. “And just what would you need something like this for?” Callihan asked. I had to think fast.

“Well, I think you are also familiar with the Dickerson, Hastings on-going investigation that the state AG’s office is conducting,” Garth told them, then looked to me.

“We have a guy they don’t know about that knows them. We thought if he could nose around asking a few questions and record that conversation somehow, we might be able to gather enough evidence to help put these guys away,” I told him.

“Why doesn’t the AG’s office give you what you need? I would think the local law enforcement they work with might have something similar for you to use,” Callihan replied.

“Not that we can tell, nor do they seem interested in going that route. We could really use it this Friday night. I don’t suppose we could borrow it for that one night to see what we could find out?” I asked. Callihan looked at Tomkins, who looked back at Callihan.

“We’re really not supposed to loan this type of thing out. Maybe if we talk to your local law enforcement we might be able to work a joint task force on this case,” Tomkins replied, being the senior officer. That wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear, as no one in local law enforcement or the AG’s office knew what we were up to on our own. I gave them a concerned grin.

“Uh, neither local law enforcement or the AG’s office knows what we’re up to, but we have such an opportunity to get some good information here. We hate to lose it, if you know what I mean,” I offered.

“What, you’re running a rouge operation outside of local law enforcement and the AG’s office on their case?” Tomkins asked, concerned. I half-heartedly nodded, ‘yes’. “Don’t you know that could be dangerous?” Tomkins asked, concerned. Again, I half-heartedly nodded, ‘yes’.

“What do you think, Cal?” Tomkins asked Callihan. “What are we doing Friday night?”

“It’s not sanctioned, but if we happened to let them test out the equipment over the weekend, what’s the harm in that?” Callihan asked Tomkins.

“You boys promise to protect this equipment and not let it out of your hands?” Callihan asked.

“You mean off our dicks and balls?” Jules asked. Callihan actually chuckled, saying, ‘whatever’. Jules smiled.

“Oh, you guys are the greatest. I can promise you, this could be a tremendous help,” I told them, getting excited about the possibilities we could actually find something out or at least make sure that Clay was safe. Callihan handed Garth the receiver.

“Here’s the receiver, Garth. You seem to be the techie guy here. As far as the transmitter is concerned, you know where that is, on your friend’s junk, and I’m not going there. Jules knows how to attach and remove the device from his penis and testicles. He can show you guys that. Just make sure we have all the equipment back and undamaged when he meets us in Chicago next week. Oh, and make sure this button here is turned off. If it’s on for any reason, whatever you hear will be transmitting to our regional FBI office. You don’t want that to happen as we’ll all have some explaining to do,” Callihan explained to Garth. Just be careful not to incriminate yourselves in any way. Remember this records everything said by all parties, and it can be as damaging to your guy as it is to the guys you’re trying to incriminate,” Callihan warned. “Garth, you can download the recorded information here in this port. Put a thumbdrive in this port and hit the download button here. That way you’ll have the recorded conversation. Then hit delete to, obviously, delete the recorded information on the receiver here. That way it will be nice and clean when we get Jules to Chicago next week,” Callihan explained.

“Hey, you guys are the greatest. Have another beer and stay and have dinner with us, it’s on the house,” I offered. They both smiled.

“Can’t do. We have to pay for everything we eat and drink and not be comped by anyone so there is absolutely no possibility of being bribed or collusion. We can have dinner with you guys and drink a couple of beers, but we have to pay for them even when we’re off duty,” Callihan explained. “Oh, one other thing. Whoever helps take the transmitter, the cockring, off Jules, just as a warning, he tends to get a little excited when you’re working down there” Callihan warned. Jules looked embarrassed.

“Hey, you’d get excited too, if someone was playing with your dick and balls trying to fit you for a cockring,” Jules protested. Callihan laughed.

“Maybe I’ll let you try to put one on me sometime, since you said you thought I had a big cock and you wanted me to, let’s see, how did you put that? Oh, yeh, you wanted me to ‘pound you out and fuck you senseless’,” Callihan said, with a huge smile. Jules wanted to die at that moment. “See what I’m saying? This thing can be as damaging to the one wearing it as it is to the one you’re trying to surveil?” Callihan had a point there.

“Well, those were private thoughts I was just sharing with my buds, that’s all. You really didn’t have a right to hear that, you know. I wasn’t aware you guys were listening in,” Jules replied sheepishly. Callihan and Tomkins chuckled, smiling at one another. Callihan rolled his eyes.

“Just so you know, I’ve done lot of work undercover as well as in official capacity, so it’s hard to get anything by me,” Callihan replied.

“Ain’t that the truth,” Jules replied. Callihan smiled at him. I told the guys we had an event tonight and had to chow down dinner quickly to get ready for this evening’s event. Callihan wanted to know what we had going on. We told he and Tomkins about Ladies’ Night. They seemed kind of interested.

“Well, if you want to help us tend bar this evening and witness the goings on, you’re more than welcome to help,” I offered.

“Yeh, Callihan, this is a crazy night with crazy women everywhere throwing panties and bras at the male strippers. Callihan looked at Tomkins who rolled his eyes.

“We’re off duty, Tom. We could have a little fun tonight if we wanted to hang around, tend bar and enjoy the sights,” Callihan replied. Tomkins didn’t look too interested, being the more stoic or the two.

“What do you have to wear?” Tomkins asked. I told him short shorts and a wife beater. Tomkins shook his head. “I’m out. No place to put my gun,” he replied.

“As long as we have it close by,” Callihan mentioned, somewhat anxious in seeing what tonight’s activities might be like. Tomkins wasn’t interested, but told Callihan to have at it if he could maintain professional behavior.

“Oh, live a little, Tom. We don’t always have to be the Men in Black, stern and serious, constantly. Might be fun. These guys are decent guys to work with. Besides maybe this will help us some to get to know the community,” he suggested.

“Fuck that shit, Cal. You go ahead and I’ll just hang out at the hotel and read my new spy novel. I’d love the peace and quiet more than a bunch of screaming fanatic women fawning over male strippers. I mean really,” Tomkins replied. Callihan said he was game.

We ate our food quickly, then headed upstairs to change. I found a combination of shorts and a wifebeater that would fit Callihan. He had a broad chest with some chest hair when he stripped down to his boxers. I told him the boxers were not going to work with the shorts and gave him a new pair of briefs. He looked at me and smiled, then stripped off his boxers revealing a nice large cock and some big balls, under a nice thick, but neatly trimmed pubic bush. “Was this what you guys expected?” Callihan asked, as he stood in front of Jake, Jules and I naked?”

“OMG, Agent Callihan, I have to say, I am impressed,” Jules commented.

“Wouldn’t want to disappoint you. Is this enough to pound you out and fuck you senseless?” he asked, chuckling. We all kind of chuckled, except for Jules.

“Would you please? OMG that would be fantastic!” Jules replied, excitedly. Callihan chuckled.

“In your dreams, Jules. We have to work together. I never mix business with pleasure,” Callihan replied, knowing he teased the shit out of Jules and enjoyed doing it. Jake and I couldn’t believe it, but I had to say, both Jake and I were impressed with this FBI agent’s body for sure.

“Looks like you work out quite a bit,” I mentioned. He looked at me and smiled.

“Every day that I can. We have to stay in top physical shape,” he replied as he slipped on the new briefs I gave him, admiring how he looked in them in our full-length mirror. “Not bad for an agent,” he commented, as he looked at the bulge he had in his briefs. Not bad, I thought? Hell, he was delicious. I could have gone down on him right then and there. He was just stunningly handsome and so desirable.

Jules damn near had a boner when he was showing us his new cockring transmitter, having removed his briefs for us to see the device encircling his cock and balls.

Garth came running across the hall all dressed and ready to go. “Hey, we wanted to see what Agent Callihan was going to pound you out with,” he and Dylan anxiously said.

“You guys were listening, weren’t you?” Callihan asked them. Garth held up the receiver.

“Heard every word clearly. This thing is fantastic. Let me see what it looks like,” Garth asked, wanting to see the cock ring. I swear Jules had a half-boner going as Garth took a look at it. To our amazement, Callihan grabbed Jule’s cock sending it to full mast almost immediately. He didn’t pay any attention to Jules’ hard dick as he rolled the ring around and showed us all the pressure point to turn it on and off. Then he demonstrated how to take it off and put it on again.

“Sorry for the boner guys, but a hot guy like Callihan can’t be playing with my cock and balls and not get me hard,” Jules’ confessed. Callihan laughed.

“No worries. Happens all the time. It’s all in the job. Doesn’t phase me at all with everything I’ve been through and seen. Nice dick though, Jules. Not too shabby,” Callihan commented.

“Are you possibly gay?” Jules asked, rather cautiously, not wanting to insult the guy if he wasn’t. Callihan chuckled.

“I can be gay, straight, A-sexual, you name it. It’s whatever I need to be. I can have intercourse with women or men, depending on what my cover is. It’s all in the job and what I’m after,” he replied.

“Isn’t that kind of difficult to do, turn on emotions for one sex or another at will?” I asked.

“I’m a trained professional, Josh. I can make you feel like the most loved guy in my world, make love to you over and over and have you make love to me like there was no tomorrow, making you feel that we’re deeply in love. Likewise, I can do the same with a woman. It’s whoever or whatever I need to be to investigate whatever we have to investigate and solve a case,” Callihan replied.

“Yes, but when you’re not working on a case, who the hell are you then?” I asked. He smiled.

“That all depends also. I can be a real person with real emotions and desires. But that’s my private life and no one knows that but me,” he said, not willing to reveal his true self.

“Well, can you at least pretend you’re gay and attracted to me and pound me out and fuck me senseless for one night anyway?” Jules asked. I thought Callihan was going to crack up.

“Jules, where’s the romance in that? There has to be romance that builds up to the that hot moment in time when I make you feel like the most wonderfully loved person on earth, causing you to fall in love with me,” Callihan chided.

“Oh, I don’t care about the foreplay or love. I just want that dick of yours in me pounding out my ass. I’ll be good with just that,” Jules replied, longingly. Callihan laughed.

“Don’t get excited about that happening, Jules. We’re working together. There is no need for me to pound out your ass, not that I couldn’t do it and make you beg for more, but that’s not going to happen with us. Just so you don’t get your hopes up,” Callihan replied with a huge smile. Jules looked so disappointed.

With our new recruit we headed downstairs to tend bar. Callihan had his service gun, one of them, in a small bag he said he’d keep in front of him behind the bar. I told him I sure as hell hoped he wouldn’t need it. He reminded me he had made a few enemies over the years and never knew who might show up or recognize him. Callihan whispered in my ear, on our way down the steps, that he saw we had some local cops for security. I told him they were also close friends of ours, and asked if he wanted to meet them. He asked who Lucky was, saying he looked rather hot for this group, and the other two weren’t that bad looking either, speaking of Conner and Neal. He said he wasn’t ready to meet them yet, as he didn’t really want anyone to know he was FBI. I asked him if he was undercover tonight. He smiled.

“Is there something you’re not telling me?” I asked. He just smiled. For some reason, I had a suspicious feeling this was not all just fun tonight, and that he might be working some angle. Whatever suspicions I had, seemed to vanish when he patted me on my ass, almost giving me a boner. He winked at me and smiled. I wanted to melt. Nothing seemed to phase this guy. He was just amazing in all respects.

I got Callihan situated behind the bar in a spot between me and Jules. I put Blake on the other side of me where Terry normally was, having Terry move down one, then Jake. They liked that position for some reason. Damn if Callihan didn’t know his way around tending bar. He was filling beer glasses like crazy and mixing cosmos in the blink of an eye. He was fantastic behind the bar. Kyle was trying to tell Jules what to do, Callihan not paying much attention to him at all. I got them all started, then told them I’d be back as I had to talk to Lucky, Conner and Neal. Callihan assured me he’d be fine, if Blake could ring up the sales and take care of the transactions since he didn’t know our systems. I swear all the girls migrated to this magnificent piece of man, who was stunningly beautiful to all of us, actually, way nicer in his short shorts, with a big bulge, and his wifebeater, showing off all his muscles and nice chest with some hint of hair to it. It amazed me to see him work, as he actually looked to be having fun.

I gave Lucky, Conner and Neal a bro hug, telling them how hot they looked in their blue uniforms. Neal loved it. I asked Conner if there was any new information on the murder. Lucky said it was unbelievable what happened as no one at on the force had ever heard of something that brutal ever happening in Uni before, with all the stabbings. There was no mention of the genitals missing, which made me think Conner was able to keep that all under wraps.

“Nothing substantive to report tonight, Josh. Forensics was all over Harold’s apartment today, dusting for prints, looking for hair follicles, anything they could get DNA off of. They took blood samples to see if they could get any other blood other than Harold’s. We’ll have to wait to see what they find if anything. Now we think, it’s either a professional hit to make it look like it was personal, or it was personal. We interviewed several of his co-workers today at W&S Construction, but no one knew he was having any problems, and no one seemed to think anyone had any problems with him. They all said he was kind of a loner, but he was pleasant to work with. We asked everyone if he demonstrated any strange behavior in the days leading up to his murder. One person said he seemed a little depressed lately, but then he had those spells occasionally. No one said they did anything with him or saw him after work, that Harold, more or less, was a loner as far as anyone could tell. He didn’t have any close friends at work nor did any of them know if he did have any close friends. The neighbors all said they didn’t see much of him, but he’d come and go at strange times. They didn’t know what that was all about, but suspected he was into something that might not be on the up and up. The coroner said he did have Meth in his system, and signs his body showed that he might be a frequent Meth user,” Conner told us. “Oh, and one more thing. There was evidence of anal intercourse, rather rough anal intercourse, sometime before he was killed. The coroner thought he might get DNA from that, but he said the perp must have used a condom and also had their clothes on to keep from having any of their sweat rubbed onto Harold where DNA could be collected. Go figure,” Conner added.

“Seems as if whoever fucked him took great care to keep anyone else from finding out who might have,” Lucky commented, getting Neal’s attention.

“How do you know they were sweating during sex, Lucky?” Neal asked.

“Come on, Neal. If you’re really into it, you sweat as you roll all over one another, your balls dripping with sweat, your pits, you lick nipples, leak precum and everything,” Lucky replied, getting Neal all excited. I could see a bulge in his uniform trousers, Neal, for sure, getting a boner thinking of Lucky’s balls sweating as he rolled all over Neal, licking his nipples, and running his tongue through his pits. Conner snapped his fingers in front of Neal’s far off glance.

“Come back, Neal. It’s not Lucky you’re having sex with here,” Conner teased. Neal looked embarrassed, but I thought Lucky was going to crack up.

“Sorry, Neal, didn’t mean to get you excited there. I swear when I make love to my woman. I mean my man sweat and ball sweat are all over her,” he said, getting Neal excited again.

“Okay, I get it, and I agree, there should be some kind of evidence on the body, you’d think,” Neal replied, trying to recover from what was probably working into a wild wet dream of sorts.

“You’d think with a guy’s tongue in his mouth and possibly all over his dick when he sucked him off, you’d think you’d get some saliva somewhere on the body. Did they check the dude’s asshole to see if it was rimmed, possibly getting some saliva off of that?” Lucky asked, thinking there had to be some evidence somewhere, as one couldn’t help but leave something on the body if they were intimate enough during sex.

“Who are you and how do you know so much about male intimacy?” Neal asked. Lucky caught himself.

“Uh, I just know what happens when I make love with my women and then Josh has told me some things,” Lucky replied.

“Told you some things or shown you some things?” Neal asked, almost in heat. Lucky smiled, chuckling.

“Not what you think, Neal. I mean we were dancing around in that tub naked together that night and all, but I don’t think anything happened, although, I have to admit, it did feel kind of nice,” Lucky teased. I was sure Neal was fully boned at this point, maybe even close to an ejaculation.

“Well, regardless of how you envision sex, Neal, Josh and I would have to agree with you, having sex with any meaning whatsoever, you’d think there would be DNA evidence somewhere on the body. The body wasn’t washed because there was way too much blood everywhere. No one bothered to try to clean him up any, that’s for sure. It was a fucking bloody mess. I mean the guy was eviscerated, his guts hanging out and half his organs, he was stabbed and ripped open so many times. It was the most brutal thing I’ve ever seen,” Conner said, now getting a little emotional. To my surprise, Lucky quickly hugged Conner, surprising the shit out of Neal.

“We’re going to get this bastard if it’s the last thing we do, Conner. Don’t you worry. We’re going to get him and teach him a lesson for sure,” Lucky assured him, with Neal looking at the two very strangely. I joined them in their hug, with Neal totally stunned now.

“Hey, he’s my boyfriend. I should hug him if anything,” Neal complained. Lucky and I stepped back and Neal took over. “What they said, Conner. We’ll get the bastard,” Neal chimed in. I shook my head at Neal, but winked at Lucky, who had a snide smile going.

“So who’s your new hot bartender tonight?” Lucky asked. I smiled.

 
Always expect the unexpected :lol:
I think, despite the fact that Jules is not universally liked, this time he was silly and funny because of his new device which, of course, couldn't be best placed :rotflmao:
Probably only Trevor would have been more excited to show it to everyone :lol:
And he even got caught (or, better, heard) drooling over one of the FBI guys :rotflmao: which even gets to be a bartender for a night :lol:

And there's more: Josh gets to borrow that wonderfully placed device for Clay, hoping to get something from his "meeting" with Shelley and Kenny.

And Ft, you know we love some threeway interaction between our bevoled cops, but this time it was on fire (Lucky firing and Neal getting on fire) :luv:

This chapter was lighthearted and silly, still moving on with the serious story of how to frame Conrad and his money-washing pals. Couldn't have asked for anything better :=D:

Can't wait for the next chapter :corn: BUT, since I'm on vacation this week, I will be able to get back to my computer for Chapter 638, so see you then.

As always, great work ..| so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming ..|
 
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Nicely said, Thanatos. I agree completely. Enjoy your vacation, mate.

Cheers, HF
 
Well said, Thanatos. It was a crazy chapter for sure. Jules is Jules as always. Love his remarks about Callahan were overheard by the 'Men in Black'. Love Cal and Tomkins referring to themselves as Men in Black. Loved it when Cal told Jules he could pound his ass out an leave him begging for more, but then told him he couldn't since they had to work with one another. Guess Garth and Dylan will have to do that later. There is an instant attraction to Cal here. I have a feeling he's going to help out some with what the boys are doing on their own. It'll be interesting to see how he handles himself tending bar. Gees, Mary Ann will probably fall in love again. I know the guys will have fun with the cock ring listening device. Wouldn't we all. I would imagine there might be some fun putting it on and taking it off also, if I know our boys.

Okay, Thanatos is right. The interaction between Lucky and Neal was priceless. Lucky had Neal all horned up. He was probably leaking precum if nothing else. Lucky always looks for a way to tease the hell our of Neal. I can't imagine what's going to happen once Neal finds out Lucky's gay. Will he be happy or pissed for the way Lucky teased him? Only you know, FT. So much fun. My my other tow bent buds, Thanatos and HR, I'm excited for the next chapter also. It can only get better.

Have a great vacation, Thanatos. If you do anything crazy, be sure and tell us all about it. Ha.

Hang in there, FT. Can't wait. BC
 
Well said Thanatos, HF and BC this was a crazy chapter for sure but needed since the previous two chapters were so dark.

Jules surprised me by being so bold talking about the FBI agents only to have them overhear what he said about them.

I agree with BC thinking Rod probably isn't Mary Ann's partner for life like he envisioned.

Thanatos and BC are right Lucky had too much fun teasing Neal and getting him all horned up.

Have a fantastic vacation, Thanatos, have fun my friend.

I'm excited for the next installment.

Brian
 
Here's hoping Thanatos has a great vacation also. Everyone deserves a vacation now and then just to reboot, so to speak.

If you think that Lucky got Neal all hot and bothered, wait until you read what he did next. Sorry, I'm just having too much fun with Lucky teasing the hell out of Neal. I think Conner gets a big kick out of it also. We know Josh does for sure. This next chapter helps us get better acquainted with Cal and understanding what he might be up to. I think Josh kind of sizes him up some. Let me know what you guys think about Cal after you read this next chapter. It's Ladies' Night, so we know the girls are there again. Anything can happen as we all know only too well.

Have a great rest of your week. Until Saturday, stay Healthy, Safe and Happy. Watch out for that Monkey Pox. Good grief, what's next? Huggs, FT.
 
Chapter 637 – Ladies’ Night With A New Twist

Wow, Lucky had poured it on tonight for Neal’s benefit. I was sure, had we stripped Neal, there would be evidence of precum in his briefs for sure. He even had me excited, listening to his description of supposed male sex. Neal’s trance of male passionate sex was finally broken by Lucky asking who our new hot bartender was, bringing us all back to the present and what was happening now.

“Oh, that’s a friend of Jules, the guy we have to put up with that’s doing some undercover work with the state Ag’s office and the FBI. They all had a meeting here today to discuss next steps,” I explained.

“He’ll be a hit with the ladies for sure,” Lucky said, with Conner and Neal agreeing, looking him over.

“Kind of looks like FBI to me for some reason. Looks like he keeps his gun in his shorts as big as that bulge is,” Conner chided. Neal sighed. I wanted to laugh but didn’t.

“Oh shit. Here comes that damn girl that’s been stalking me,” Lucky said, as we saw this gal work her way through the crowd to Lucky. “I can’t get rid of her. She loves my dick, wanting to ride it constantly. She won’t give it up. I keep telling her, I’m not interested, but she won’t have it, saying she can’t give me up, as my dick is just perfect for her tush. Go figure. You guys might have to help me out here,” he said, as she finally ended up in front of Lucky.

“Lucky, you tall hunk of man, where have you been? I’ve been calling and calling. I leave messages all the time and you never call me back. You’re the hottest guy I’ve ever had sex with, and I’m so hungry for the big damn dick of yours, I could just scream,” she told him.

“Well, I’ve been kind of unavailable. You know how it is,” he replied, then she kissed him passionately right in front of us.

“Fuck me, Lucky. Take me home with you tonight and fuck me silly. I just miss that big dick of yours inside me so much,” she told him, holding his head after she stuck her tongue down his throat. He pulled her hands off his face and pushed them down to her sides, as he looked her in the eyes.

“Look, Emily, I can’t do this anymore. I just can’t,” Lucky told her. She got an evil look on her face.

“Who’s Emily. I’m Jackie,” she replied angrily. He apologized.

“Okay, Jackie, whatever, I just can’t do this anymore,” he told her again.

“I’ll forgive you for calling me Emily, whoever that bitch is for trying to steal my man, but only if you promise to fuck me good tonight,” she told him. He smiled.

“Can’t do it, Emi, I mean Jackie. Just can’t do it,” he told her, still holding her hands down at her side. Neal, Conner and I were watching every move, in awe of the way he was handling her, and how hot she was for him. I know we all thought we were going to see her pussy wet enough to puddle beneath her as much as she was rubbing he titties and body all over Lucky.

“What does this Emily have that I don’t have that makes you so damned happy and hot for her?” Jackie asked, getting somewhat pissed.

“A dick, maybe?” he said in the form of a question. She looked at him like he was crazy. Now even I was confused, not to mention Neal and Conner.

“What the fuck are you talking about. You trying to tell me you’re gay?” she asked, practically screaming, although it was terribly loud in the bar with all the hooping, hollering and then the music blaring.

“Yep, I’m gay. Sorry. Had a change of heart, and now I’m gay. Sorry, but it happened and I can’t go back. Just can’t,” he said, as seriously as he could.

“You’re not fucking gay, Lucky. Not the way you fucked me all those times. There’s no way a gay guy could fuck me like you fucked me. You’re a fucking liar is what you are, trying to ditch me for another cunt I’m going to want to kill for stealing you from me. That’s a terrible excuse to use, and I’m not buying it one bit,” she said, rather angrily, her arms shaking, wanting to break loose from Lucky’s grip so she could possibly slap him.

“I’m gay, dear, and there’s no turning back. Neal here is my new boyfriend,” Lucky said, stunning Neal, as he was standing right beside Lucky.

“Bullshit, he’s not your boyfriend. You’re full of shit, and just trying to dump me for another bitch,” Jackie said accusingly. To our shock and surprise, Lucky grabbed Neal’s face with his two hands and French kissed him like crazy. I thought they were going to pass out before they could come up for air. Neal had the craziest look on his face. Jackie still wasn’t buying it, so Lucky took Neal’s hand and rubbed it all over his crotch, Neal getting a nice handful of Lucky junk, as the two kissed passionately again, giving Neal a sizeable bulge in his uniform trousers. They finally broke it off.

“Satisfied now?” Lucky asked her. She slapped Lucky’s face with a loud crack that made him rub his face.

“Fucking homo want to be,” she said, then walked off. I think Neal was in shock.

“Neal, so sorry about that, bud, but thanks so much for helping a fellow officer out. I mean that was terrible of me to use you like that, but I thought it’d be the only way to get rid of the bitch. She’s terrible. You saw that,” Lucky said, to a still surprised, half in shock Neal. Neal shook his head, still trying to wrap his head around what happened.

“Oh, no problem, Lucky. Glad to help out. You kiss rather well for a dude, and I’d say from the handful of junk you have between your legs, I can see why the women all chase after you,” Neal told him, still kind of dazed from what just happened, making Lucky smile, and pat him on the back.

“Thanks for being such a great sport, bud. You’re a real trooper. Damn, I hope I’ve seen the last of that one,” Lucky said shaking his head. Conner and I looked at each other as if to ask if we really saw what we thought we saw.

“Hey, the pleasure was all mine,” Neal replied. Lucky blew him a quick kiss with a smile and took off to help out at the door.

“WOW! Did you see him kiss me like he did, then make me rub his crotch? OMG, Conner, that dude is sizzling hot. Fuck, it’s almost a sin he’s straight. Oh, I could sit on that dick of his all night long, he’s so fucking hot,” Neal said, excitedly.

“Easy, Neal. Get hold of yourself. I thought you were going to have an orgasm. He was just playing around,” Conner told him. “I think he made a believer out of that Jackie lady though.”

“Fuck Jackie, but then I guess he did several times, but he made a believer out of me for sure. I know I have a wet spot in my briefs. I swear I’m sure that happened,” Neal said, trying to calm down. I patted him on the back, telling him he’d be fine in a minute or two. “Hell, Josh, you got to dance with him stark naked in Kyle’s bathtub that night you saved him. Oh, I would have lost it. I swear I’d have cum all over that boy, not being able to keep from shooting one hell of a hot load,” Neal confessed. “How did you keep from unloading you balls that night as hot as that dude is?” Neal asked.

“I guess I was just focused on trying to warm him up and not lose him, Neal. It wasn’t until later, that it dawned on me how hot that was. I was just trying to rescue him and bring his temperature up,” I explained.

“Well, if dancing around in hot water with you naked, didn’t bring the boy’s temperature up, I’m not sure what the hell could,” Neal replied, making Conner and I smile.

“Well, it’s been an interesting conversation, but I need to go to work,” I told the two, then headed off for the bar, chuckling to myself as to what Lucky did to Neal. He could have just as easily used me, but it was a hell of a lot more fun that he used Neal. Lucky knew what he was doing, having one hell of a fun time with Neal. What a character, I thought.

“Everything good on the security front?” Callihan asked when I returned.

A okay it seems. Don’t know if you heard about this or not, but we had a brutal murder that was discovered yesterday, and Conner over there, one of our officers and friend, was the one that discovered the body. It was pretty bloody. I was worried about him, because he actually was good friends with the victim when they were in high school,” I told Cal.

“Awful shame. I heard about it and read the basic particulars. We have an FBI profiler that’s going to work with your local police here to help see if they can determine who might be responsible for the murder. We think it’s definitely drug related, but that’s all I’m at liberty to say at the moment. Some strange goings on here in Uni lately, Josh, things that aren’t your normal smalltown life you’d expect. Seems as if there’s a lot of money in town and those that are trying to control it or get it under control. Apparently with the apprehension and discovery of the drug business this Simon and Spence had going, outside criminals have moved in either protecting what the guys had going or trying to take control away from those that originally had it when this Spence and Simon were controlling it. It’s kind of confusing as to how and why, but we just know there’s a lot going on, and we need to get a handle on it before there’s an outright war with innocent people getting hurt as collateral damage,” Cal informed me, as he never skipped a beat drawing beer and mixing Cosmos or other mixed drinks. “Damn these women are really boozers tonight,” Cal exclaimed.

“Any of them hit on you yet?” I asked. Cal smiled.

“I’ve had at least ten women give me dollar bills with their phone numbers on them wanting me to fuck them later tonight. Might be kind of hard to take care of all of them,” Cal chided. I had to laugh.

“So do we call you Agent Callihan or Callihan or something more less formal?” I asked him.

“Call me Cal. No sense in getting people excited I’m an FBI agent. I want people to think I’m just a friend of yours and the guys. Let’s leave the FBI out of it for now,” he told me. I agreed, saying Cal was a lot easier to say. He agreed also.

Mary Ann came up to say hi and collect more drinks for her and the girls. “Okay, so who’s the new guy this time?” she asked, giving Cal the once over, as if she was undressing him with her eyes.

“This is Cal, Mary Ann. He’s kind of friend of a friend, you might say. He agreed to help us out tonight.

“Well hello, Mary Ann,” Cal said, in most seductive voice, as he continued working never to skip a beat.

“OOO, I like him already. Tell me he’s not on your team,” Mary Ann asked, hopeful I had one that might be straight for once.

“Not sure what team he’s on tonight,” I chided. “although I think he’s pretty straight for the moment,” I added.

“Well finally for once you get a red blooded all American male to make a woman happy,” Em replied with Cal giving her a big smile.

“So tell me Mary Ann. You a good friend of Josh’s?” he asked, as he winked at her.

“Just a good friend, not girlfriend or anything, like I wish. I’m terribly sad he bats for the other team, as I’d love him and make babies with him if he wasn’t. He’s just the greatest and sexiest male I’ve ever known,” she said, laying on the accolades. I almost blushed, but told her she was full of shit, making Cal laugh.

“I do love him even though he’d rather love my boyfriend than me,” she complained.

“Love them both, Mary Ann. Have yourself a three-some and make everyone happy,” Cal suggested, much to the shock of Mary Ann. She looked at him rather skeptically.

“Oh, Josh, he’s kind of kinky. But, I’d be willing to share if Josh wouldn’t mind,” Em offered, winking at me. “What do you say, big boy? Wanna take a trip on the wild side?” she flirted. I gave her a frown.

“Not really. Not my style, Em. Wrong plumbing. Not sure I’d know what to do,” I chided.

“Nonsense. You’ve been with a girl before, I think you told me one time,” she replied. I smiled.

“Absolutely, which is what drove me to enjoy boys more. Been there, done that and moved onto what makes me happy. Jake down there makes me happier than anyone. Couldn’t live without him,” I replied.

“Oh, just one time would I give anything to make love to you. Well, anyway, I don’t care who I end up loving, in the end I want your sperm for my child. I want to be impregnated with your sperm for sure, regardless of who marries me,” she told me, somewhat shocking me. I shook my head.

“Nah, you don’t want that. Odds are the kid might grow up to be gay,” I teased.

“Don’t care. I’d love them more than anything and at least they’d have your genes,” she informed me. I chuckled.

“Damn, I think the lady really loves you, Josh,” Cal commented, getting a big smile from Mary Ann.

“How about Cal? I bet he has some good genes,” I suggested.

“I’ll just bet he does,” Em replied, looking him over very closely, almost to the point of making Cal blush, if he was even capable of blushing.

“Hey, Mary Ann, I can promise you, everything is good,” he teased rubbing his crotch.

“Oh my. I think I really like your new friend, Josh. Are you available later for some serious intimate discussions?” Em teased. I asked her what about Rod. “What about Rod. He can fend for himself,” she replied. I shook my head at her.

“Well, I guess that leaves Rod and I both out for the threesome you wanted,” I teased, which got her attention. Cal showed her all the dollar bills he had with phone numbers on them.

“Give me a dollar bill with your phone number and I’ll put it in the stack and notify you when I get to your dollar bill,” Cal chided. Mary Ann told us we were both impossible and took off. Cal and I high-fived one another. “You really do have some crazies here tonight, don’t you. Wow, I don’t know how you guys do this every week,” Cal commented. I told him it helped to be a little deranged. He laughed, saying how true that must be.

I have to say Cal was impressed with our entertainment. Not sure if it excited him or he was just amazed that guys could wag their thong clad junk in so many women’s faces and get pawed at over and over again, but with dollars flying. I told him he might look kind of hot up there on stage.

“You know, that might be kind of fun, but in my line of work, I need to keep a low profile,” Cal replied.

“So you dress in short shorts with your large bulge and flirt with the ladies. That’s what you call low profile?” I teased. He laughed, telling me the girls just really wanted to see me. I told him he was crazy, but I liked him anyway.

As we worked away, I kept my eye on Jules. He was definitely drinking as he was working, which told me this was going to be another drunken night where he’d have to spend the night. He was following the same routine as in the past. I got it the first time, when he lost Will, which supposedly broke his heart, but I was beginning to really wonder if he had a heart. The last time, and this time, he had no reason to drink like he was, unless he was nervous about crashing our party. I was getting a little bit miffed at him. He seemed to maintain a friendly decorum with the ladies, so he was actually helping out. Looking down the line, I also saw Justin and Ethan talking to their two girlfriends. They seemed to be getting along well, for two guys that wanted to dump the girls as they said they planned on doing. From the looks of things, they seemed to be having a good time with them. I wasn’t sure what was going on there.

“You’ve got some hot looking dancers on stage tonight, Josh. Are they mostly gay or straight?” Cal asked.

“Some of both,” I told him. Rod, Tyler and Lonnie had just come out and were strutting their stuff. “These guys are some straight friends of mine. Rod is Mary Ann’s boyfriend when he’s around and when he’s not, almost anyone could be, I think,” I joked. Cal said he knew better than that. I chuckled, saying their relationship was getting closer all the time. “Wait until you see the last performance from a guy from Hungary. He’s fantastic doing a type of Circ ‘d Soule performance with ropes and gymnastics. Terry and Jake help him out by holding the ropes steady, but he’s a fantastic athlete. You’ll really enjoy his act,” I told him. Cal asked me several questions about how he ended up here in Uni. I gave him a brief synopsis of Riley rescuing him from a bad modeling career, but informed Cal we were lucky to keep him here and enjoy his athletic ability. Cal said that was quite a story.

“How well do you know Jules, Josh?” Cal asked out of the blue. I gave him a thumbnail sketch of how he worked for the father of one of my best friend’s and partner in our business, and that he had put together a few financing deals for us that allowed us to cash flow our new ventures, including this bar, while saving our principle capital for other business expansion projects. “Do you trust him?” Cal asked, point blank, which kind of shocked me. Then I told him about Will, the relationship Will had with him, which ended in a major breakup because Will thought he was an opportunist and was only using him to get to us. Cal had to stop and think about that.

“Honestly, he pisses me off and rubs me the wrong way, but I can’t say, at this point, anyway, that I don’t trust him. I have no reason not to trust him, but I can’t say that I do trust him either,” I told Cal. Cal smiled. “Why do you ask? Something prompted you to ask that question,” I told him.

“Just trying to get the lay of the land here and figure out the dynamics I’m working with,” Cal replied. “I like to know my players as intimately as I can. I need to know who I can trust and who not to trust, who has my back and who’s blowing smoke up my backside,” Cal replied. “We’ll talk more later,” he told me.

“You have a reason for being here tonight and hanging out with us, don’t you?” I asked, rather seriously. Cal smiled.

“There is a reason for everything, Josh. Never kid yourself there isn’t. There’s always a reason for everything,” he said with a wink. For some reason, I believed Cal had an ulterior motive for hanging out with us. I didn’t mind, as I thought he might be able to help us understand more of what was going on with this whole drug thing in Uni, Hastings and Dickerson laundering money, this newly discovered gruesome murder in town, and the whole C&S Bank thing. We could use some real help trying to get to the bottom of everything. Lucky and Conner were a real help so far, but there was only so much they could do in their capacity, which mainly involved Conner telling us to stay out of it. We were so anxious to get the goods on all these guys and end the nightmares. Yes, we knew the state AG’s office, thanks to Garth, had a lot on Dickerson, Hastings and now Aikens which was brought into the picture, but we just heard they were working on it along with the FBI. We never knew what they were investigating or doing about all of this, along with the DEA which seemed to me to be clueless, although I was sure they were doing something. Cal was the first tangible being that led me to believe there was some real action going on to try to solve all of this. I was starting to like him a lot, because he was real, a real person that had the same interests as we did in putting the bad guys away. I felt like the ones that wanted to investigate the hardest, had their hands tied behind their backs and were constrained to an extent from even investigating.

Johan’s act finally came up, and we were distracted watching his unbelievable act. Cal said he was absolutely blown away by Johan’s extraordinary athletic abilities. Cal told me more than once how difficult the act was physically to perform. I told him Jake, my boyfriend, was a gymnast, he and Terry both, on our gymnastic team and what they had to say about his athletic abilities. Cal said he was amazing. I told him no matter how many times I watched Johan perform, he blew me away every time. Cal said he could certainly understand that.

The shows finally over and the crowd starting to leave, our dancers started making their way out of the dressing room, stopping to have a beer or meet some of their female groupies. I introduced Cal to all of them, not saying who he was really other than a friend. They were used to new friends coming in all the time, so they were anxious to make them feel comfortable around us. Cal recognized our star basketball players and was very congratulatory towards them for their national championship win this year. Dave, Chase and Caleb appreciated his admiration, being a strong fan. I introduced Cal to Rod, Tyler and Lonnie also, indicating to him these guys were our straight friends, Rod being the boyfriend of MaryAnn, the one oogling over him earlier. Cal got a kick out of that. He told Rod he had his hands full. Rod seemed to think he was right, but teased Mary Ann for trying to pick up Cal. Cal said she was just innocently flirting, and it was all just fun. Rod was starting to get used to her flirting, and didn’t take it that seriously anymore.

I gave Wes a beer when he came our way, as Leo took off with Aiden. I introduced Wes to Cal also. Allen and OBB had come around from the other side also, along with Andy and Trevor. Trevor was telling Wes that news of his talents had spread and he was interested in finding out just how talented he was in the oral department. Wes cracked up, but told him he’d have to show him sometime. That got Trevor all excited. Cal asked what that was about. I told him they were just funning around, mercilessly teasing each other constantly. Cal thought that was great that we all got along so well. Cam and Dale gave me a hug saying they were taking off and would see us later. I asked Cam if he was doing okay. He smiled and gave me a quick kiss, telling me he was fine as he had all us great friends around him, including one very special one, Dale. I told him he had a very special one there, making Dale blush.

Wes, Kyle, Blake, Jake, Cal, a drunken Jules and I went back to the apartment. I told Cal we hung out in our briefs but he didn’t have to if that made him uncomfortable not knowing us that well.

“I’ve already shown you what I look like naked so what’s the big deal hanging out in my briefs, the very nice ‘show off your cock and balls’ ones you gave me.” I had to laugh, telling him they weren’t that bad. “Well, they sure show off more than my boxers did,” he replied. I told him there was nothing wrong with that, and we all appreciated seeing him in them. That made him chuckle, telling me we were bad, but he liked it. Damn if Cal didn’t look fine in just his briefs. He was just put together so well with great muscle definition, body hair in the right places, a thin waist, a nice treasure trail and semi-furry chest. He told us he was 26 years old and had been an agent for four years now, having graduated the Citadel and recruited right after graduation for the FBI. We had to clue Wes in on who Cal was and that he was working with Jules on the investigation with C&S Bank. Wes said it was about time we brought those bastards down. Jules said he was getting tired of having to meet with Conrad, as he thought he was an asshole and he didn’t like having to be nice to the guy. Cal rolled his eyes.

Wes asked Cal what he had in his little bag he carried with him. Cal smiled, telling Wes it was his equalizer. Wes asked what that was, with Cal telling him it was his German friend. That confused Wes even more. “It’s my Sig Saur, a 45 caliber that will take out just about anything,” Wes replied.

“Oh shit. That’s for sure. Damn you come well prepared,” Wes replied. Cal just smiled and pet his bag. “Are you a good shot?” Wes asked.

“Let’s just say I could shoot your dick and balls off you 100 feet away,” Cal somewhat bragged. “I was one of the top marksmen in my class at the FBI. They wanted me to consider being a sniper, but I told them I wanted to be up close and personal if I was taking someone down and not hiding behind a rifle scope a half mile away,” Cal replied, impressing all of us.

Dylan and Garth came to grab Jules, telling him they wanted to inspect his cock ring more closely. To me that was code for they wanted to fuck his ass and play with his dick, which I was more than happy for them to do, so the rest of us could have a more serious conversation.

“So, are we free to talk with everyone here?” Cal finally asked now that Jules was gone.

“These are our closest, most confidential friends, and they all know what I know about everything, Cal, so you can speak freely,” I told him. Cal leaned back on the couch and spread his legs some, revealing that nice bulge in his briefs, making me want to crawl between his legs, take out that hot looking cock of his and suck the cum right out of his balls, but I tried to concentrate on what he was about to say.

“So tell me what you have going on Friday night that you need our new listening device, if you don’t mind,” he asked.

“You sure you want to know and won’t try to stop us?” I asked. Cal gave me a short smile, like he wasn’t sure.

“Depends on what you have to tell me. If I think it’s far too dangerous for you to do, then, yes, I will stop you. We don’t need any innocent people getting hurt as some of these guys are very dangerous, as you can see from the murder that just happened in your town. You guys seem like great guys, so if this thing you’re planning isn’t safe, then we don’t need you doing it,” Cal replied. “Give me the details and I’ll decide,” he added. I explained about what we knew about Hastings and Dickerson, two people the FBI had on their investigation list as an ongoing investigation where Jules was involved. I told him about a friend of theirs, I wasn’t sure was on their radar, the news producer at our local TV station, Aikens. Cal said Aikens had been mentioned in some of the notes as a possible person of interest. I explained Aikens involvement with our TV reporter friend’s female reporter, Shelley and how the three of them along with another definite person of interest Kenny, were banging the girl, a supposed nymphomaniac. That made Cal chuckle.

“So, let me see if I understand this. Shelley, a local news reporter personality is banging Aikens, Dickerson, Hastings and now this Kenny guy in a sleazebag motel here in Uni? And why?” Cal asked. I explained that drugs were involved and we believed money laundering was taking place at these rendezvous for sex. “Okay, now that’s interesting. Go on.” I told him that we believed that Kenny was now running Simon and Spence’s drug operations both here and wholesaling drugs to the City out of Uni. He was then turning the money, generated from the drug sales, over to Hastings and Dickerson to take to Chicago for C&S to launder for them. We also believed that’s where money was paid to Dickerson by Hastings on behalf of Weinstein and Seward as a payoff for building the new science building for the university. “Everything you told me so far checks out. We’re not sure how they’re getting the money to Chicago though. We’re sure C&S is their banker, laundering this drug money, but weren’t sure how they were transporting it,” he informed us. I told him about checking the manifests on our planes we leased to the University, and about finding fake names on the manifests that the guys were using. Cal got real interested there. “So, I’m not sure about this Kenny guy. Tell me more about him,” Cal asked.

“He was my boyfriend some time ago,” Kyle spoke up. Kyle explained how Kenny borrowed a bunch of money on his company’s behalf after his father died of cancer, then spent the money on drugs and gambling he supposed, knowing full well Kyle could never pay it back causing the bank to foreclose on him and sell the property to Weinstein and Seward Construction who already had a contract to sell it to the University at one hell of a profit, some of that profit, being sent to Dickerson for his participation in the scam. “Now, we think Kenny is running Spence and Simon’s drug operations since they were incarcerated for drug dealing and a host of other crimes,” Kyle added.

“Okay, so we have him as part of some drug operation either with this Spence and Simon or on his own, which is highly possible, but not validated. What’s with the broad, this Shelley, other than she likes dick and lots of it?” Cal asked.

“She came on to a great friend of ours, Clay, who is a news reporter for Live 5 News also, one that Aikens can’t stand, by the way, because he continues investigative reporting on Hastings and Dickerson. Anyway, Shelley’s been trying to seduce Clay for sex when Aikens isn’t around. Clay is hoping to get close to her to find out what she knows about this Kenny guy and his involvement with Hastings and Dickerson,” I explained.

“And how is he going to accomplish this, with pillow talk?” Cal asked. I smiled.

“Actually, she likes to get gangbanged. She has asked Clay to participate with Kenny, of all people, for sex on Friday night. Clay has never met Kenny before. But she likes being fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time, and I guess Kenny likes fucking assholes from what we understand,” I explained.

“My asshole can attest to that. God knows he fucked me many a time in more ways than just my asshole, but definitely my asshole for sure,” Kyle replied.

“This double fuck session is scheduled to take place at the NoTell Motel on Friday night. We thought if there was some way we could listen in we might pick up some valuable intel as to what Kenny is doing or at least incriminate him with drugs, as he likes to bring drugs to the party. And, we’re a little concerned about Clay, in that he’s pretty innocent and gay also,” I explained.

“Gay, he’s gay?” Cal asked, somewhat shocked. “How in the hell is he going to pull this one off being gay?”

“Shelley doesn’t know he’s gay. It hasn’t been that long that Clay discovered he was gay so no one outside our little circle knows that. Clay can get it up and do the deed. Does he like it? Hell no. But he’s pulled it off a couple of times with her and thinks he can handle it Friday night with Kenny also,” I told Cal. Cal ran his fingers through his wavy hair showing me some nice pit hair in the process, making my dick stir some.

“Wow, this is a crazy stretch, Josh. What if Kenny figures out that Clay is a mole or spy? That could be dangerous for Clay,” Cal explained. I agreed.

“We don’t think that Shelley knows what’s going on with Kenny, so we really think Kenny is just there to have some fun and if he happens to say anything that might lead us to further pertinent information, then we’ll be that more informed. Clay says he’d like to gain Kenny’s friendship and confidence somehow so maybe he’ll share more information. We know that might be a stretch, but we have an opportunity here to finally meet up with this guy and spend some time with him, so we thought we should take advantage of it to see if it leads us anywhere,” I explained. Cal shook his head thinking, and ran his fingers through his hair once more, again displaying thick dark patches of pit hair with his arm raised.

“Wow, this is a stretch, Josh. Wait, I thought Kyle said Kenny used to fuck him all the time. Is Kenny gay then?” Cal asked, somewhat confused.

“No, just pretended to be when he was embezzling money out of my company. Supposedly he was in love with me, but had a girlfriend on the side, just to appear to our business associates there was nothing going on between the two of us. He was just using me to gain my confidence but screwing his girlfriend also to take care of his real needs,” Kyle explained.

“Did he ever suck your cock or rim your asshole?” Cal asked. Kyle told him that never happened. “Did he ever let you top him or did he always top you?” Kyle told Cal that Kenny never would let Kyle fuck him. “Then, you’re probably right that he was just using you, but could get off with you doing most of the work,” Cal stated. Kyle told him that was most likely the way it was. “Some straight guys can fuck boy ass, but rarely do they like getting fucked in the ass,” Cal mentioned. Wes raised his hand. “What, Wes?” Cal asked, not sure what Wes was trying to tell him.

“I’m straight, but I like fucking boy ass for sure. You’re right, I don’t like getting fucked but I did try it once. But for some reason, I do like sucking cock. I don’t get hard sucking a guy’s dick, but I really enjoy it more for the technique and sport of it, knowing I’m really giving pleasure and developing a closeness with the guy I’m sucking,” Wes explained to Cal’s dismay.

“Okay then. We have an exception. Damn, Wes, you are something else, but I’m sure your friends here really enjoy your talents,” Cal replied.

“Oh, he’s damn good at what he does. We can all attest to that,” Blake told Cal. Cal shook his head in amazement.

“Getting back to this Friday night, let me get this straight, and I use the term ‘straight’ loosely. This Clay is going to meet up with this girl Shelley along with Kenny, our person of interest, for a group fuck, the two males taking on Shelley at the same time. Is that correct?” Cal asked. I nodded it was. “You want Clay to wear the cockring listening device to hear the conversations and also the sounds generated from intercourse. Am I right so far?” Cal asked, trying to wrap his head around all of this. I told him that was the plan, but the listening device was more for the conversations than the sounds of sex. Cal smiled.

“Okay, I think I need to be here just in case something goes wrong. Did you mention any of this to your police buddies you have working security?” Cal asked.

“One of them, Lucky is aware of what we’re doing. The other two are very protective of us, telling us to stay the hell out of this and let the DEA do their job,” I replied.

“Actually, very wise advice coming from those that deeply care about you, Josh. You should be proud to have them as friends. So you got this Lucky guy to go along with you. Is he off-duty that night?” Cal asked. I grinned. “Okay, I take that to be a ‘yes’. He could get his ass in trouble doing a stakeout off duty that wasn’t sanctioned by his chief. You guys are just hanging your dicks out all over the place, if you ask me,” Cal said, unsure he could go along with what we were planning on doing.

“If we can get close to Kenny, we might be able to get more information, or at least an indication if he really is a person of interest or we have him all wrong,” I suggested. Cal smiled.

“Oh, he’s definitely a person of interest. We’ve been watching him for a couple of weeks based on other intel we’ve received. We have a confidential informant, or let me rephrase that, we HAD a confidential informant that was working with us, but he’s out of the picture now. Kenny is definitely involved in some dirty shit, no doubt about it. We’re not sure if he’s dangerous or not, at this point. We believe he has others do his dirty work, not having the stomach for it himself. When he comes to these so called sex parties, does he come alone or with someone, or do you know?” Cal asked.

“Lucky did a stakeout for us one night and noted that Kenny showed up with another young guy. Both of them took turns on Shelley with Aikens, Dickerson and Hastings. She took on five guys that night. Supposedly, since Clay is new to all this group fucking scenario, he’s coming alone, and it’s just Clay and Kenny to take on Shelley,” I explained.

“Kenny might be coming alone, but you can bet the other guy will be close by, if not show up anyway,” Cal replied. “My better judgement says you shouldn’t do this Friday night, but I’m curious to see who does show up and what they have to say. We don’t have enough intel to arrest Kenny on anything yet, enough to make something stick anyway. The more information the better. If we could find a way to tie him to Hastings, Dickerson and this Aikens then we could do a full sweep and bust this investigation wide open. I think I’ll be here Friday night and supervise this operation. I’ll explain it to my principles and then be here to stakeout the motel in case we need to rescue your boy. You say this Lucky guy was planning on being there?” Cal asked. I told him ‘yes’. “Okay then, he and I can work together. At least if we get caught, I can take the blame because my being there will be sanctioned,” Cal explained. I was starting to feel better about Friday night, now that Cal was going to be involved. I was sure Lucky would feel better about everything also, having an FBI agent at his side running the operation.

Just as Cal finished his commitment to Friday night’s operation, Clay came through the door. “Evening guys. Wow, you guys are still here. How were the ladies tonight and who’s the new guy?” Clay, asked having just seen Cal sitting there staring at him.

“Clay this is Cal. He’s actually Special Agent Callihan of the FBI, working on the Chicago case with C&S with Jules,” I explained. Clay went over and shook Cal’s hand.

“Finally, we’re getting some attention to this mess these guys have created in our town,” Clay said, shaking Cal’s hand. “Damn, the FBI has some nice-looking agents too, and they’ve even adapted to our casual dress code in the apartment,” Clay added, making Cal smile.

“Hey, they had to send someone to fit in with all you hot looking guys,” Cal replied, giving Clay a little excitement.

“Let me get rid of these clothes and I’ll join you guys,” Clay said, then headed to his bedroom, returning minutes later in his briefs. I handed him a beer.

“Clay, Cal here is going to supervise the operation on Friday night with Kenny and Shelley,” I informed him.

“You think we need the FBI in on this?” Clay asked, somewhat apprehensive to call that much attention to what we were doing.

“Cal is concerned about not really knowing if Kenny is dangerous or not. We know Kyle doesn’t think so, but it’s been a while since he’s been with him, and he might have changed. He also has the neatest listening device ever. Jules is going to wear it in Chicago when he meets with Conrad. We thought it might work perfectly for you to use on Friday night. It’s a cockring transmitter that transmits to a nearby receiver and then can be forwarded on a cellular network to FBI headquarters. This thing is really neat,” I told him.

“So, you want me to wear a cockring on Friday night? Won’t that be a little suspicious?” Clay asked.

“Just tell her you want to do her multiple times and you’re wearing that to keep you hard to take care of her. It’s not unusual for guys that want multiple experiences in one night to wear a cockring to keep their erection. That might even excite here,” I explained.

“Wait, this is a transmitter of sorts. It doesn’t have any flashing LED lights on it or anything, does it?” Clay asked somewhat skeptical. Cal chuckled.

“No, it just looks like a normal polished chrome cockring. It has a pressure point on it that is hardly noticeable where you can turn it on and off, but we can do that remotely also,” Cal explained. Clay seemed interested. I told them I’d go get it from Jules and he could try it out.

I knocked on Dylan and Garth’s door, then opened it. The guys were kneeling besides Jules’ naked body lying on the bed, unloading their balls all over him at the moment. Jules was wearing the cockring at the time. I stood there shaking my head. “Josh, get your dick out and fuck me, buddy. I want to feel that dick inside me. My ass will suck the cum right out of your balls,” Jules told me, anxiously wanting my dick.

“I just came to collect the cockring. We need it to try out on Clay. I see you guys got your cum all over it too. Nice one, guys,” I told them.

“Hey, this cock ring is hot. I’ve already cum a couple of times and I’m still hard,” Jules replied, excitedly. I couldn’t believe him.

“This is going to work great, Josh,” Garth assured me. I told them it might if Jules didn’t drown it in cum before we had a chance to use it. Jules told me to take it off him if I wanted it. He spread his legs to give me better access as he laid there while I tried to work his cum covered, still hard, cock and balls back through the polished chrome ring. Jules was enjoying my handling of his junk way too much. I had to admit, he had nice junk and the feel of his hard cock and smooth cum slippery balls was somewhat turning me on, but I couldn’t let him know that.

“Your hands on my dick and balls feels great, Josh. You’re really turning me on, you know,” he told me as I was finally able to slip his balls, one boy one, through the chrome ring, then lift it up over his shaft, the action squeezing more cum from his piss slit. I had cum all over my hand. “You can suck me dry if you want to,” Jules offered. I smiled, telling him another time possibly, getting him all excited. I told the boys to carry on and have fun, as I closed the door behind me after leaving.

“This cockring is water proof and cum proof, isn’t it?” I asked Cal over my shoulder. He assured me it was, just before I ran it through the kitchen faucet stream. I used a little dish detergent, then rinsed it off. I grabbed a dish towel and dried it off. It looked clean finally, then returned to Clay. I showed it to Clay.

“What were you doing with it?” Clay asked, after witnessing what I was doing with it at the sink.

“I had to wash off all of Jules’ cum he coated it with. I will say the boy can cum rather nicely,” I commented with a smile. Clay thanked me for washing it. Clay dropped his briefs as Cal looked on describing how to put the thing on without hurting himself. At one point, Cal had to take Clay’s penis and move it aside then slip one ball at a time through it after it was over his shaft. I swear Clay had a boner before the process was over, which he apologized for profusely.

“No problem, Clay. Happens a lot. I mean you should get excited with someone else playing with your dick and balls. It’s only natural you should get an erection,” Cal assured him. “Nice dick and balls too. You can be proud of what you have there,” he said, complimenting Clay on his junk.

“If you say so,” Clay responded. “You look like you’re well equipped too,” Clay said, looking at Cal’s crotch, making Cal chuckle. Cal whipped out his dick and balls.

“Just to clear up the mystery so you don’t have to wonder what I look like naked. It’s better to get that out of the way up front so it’s not a distraction if we work together,” Cal said, giving Clay a nice long view of his penis and balls before he tucked them back into his briefs finally.

“I like this guy, Josh. He’s okay,” Clay replied. Cal shook his head smiling.

“Some people think I’m too forward, but rather than have you guys size me up all the time I’m with you, I think it’s just better to get that out of the way and move on,” Clay explained. He had a point, although a little mystery was always kind of a thrill in my mind. Oh well, we didn’t have to imagine how nice he looked totally naked as that mystery was solved willingly by Cal. I was beginning to like him more and more, myself.

“Do you have to do this often?” I asked Cal smiling. He smiled back at me.

“I suppose you would laugh if I told you not often enough,” he chided. We all laughed. “But then, the ones I have to work with aren’t always as nice as what we have to work with here,” he added with a wink.

“You’re such a flirt,” I accused him, making him laugh. “Is Agent Tomkins this much fun?” I had to ask. Cal frowned and shook his head.

“No, he’s all business. I’ve told him many times he can be human and still get the same goals accomplished. I swear he’s too old school, like an FBI agent can’t smile or joke around. They have to act with military discipline. I swear I think he even irons his boxers, t-shirts and socks. He’s a typical Man in Black if there ever was one,” Cal replied. “Me, I like to jump in there with the rest of you. You’d be surprised how much I learn from just hanging out with people close to what I’m investigating. Like tonight, I never would have known what you guys were up to on Friday night that might help both our investigations. For a little bit of initiative, we might really get some answers here to help these cases. Tomkins, God love him, is reading a book while I’m out in the field getting answers to our questions,” Cal replied.

“Not to mention flashing yourself naked to your new friends,” I joked. Cal laughed.

“Ah, just part of the job, the way I look at it. No harm done and no mystery to what I look like totally naked. No worries. It’s all fun,” he replied. “I’ve really enjoyed tonight actually, and learned a hell of a lot. I even got a kick out of all the horny broads you guys attract on a Wednesday night. I have to think your Ladies’ Night is on a par with Chippendales, or what it used to be,” Cal commented.

“That’s really something coming from you, Cal. Nice you noticed that,” I replied.

“Can’t help but notice, Josh. I mean you guys made bank tonight with all the drinks we served. I’ve never tended bar where we had to work that fast and furious. Look at all the bartenders you had also. I mean, we were all balls to the wall to draw beer and prepare mixed drinks. Poor Blake was really running his fingers on that smart screen register you guys have there. Credit cards abounded and the sales just racked up like crazy. You guys had to pull in a shit ton of money tonight for sure. You have any other nights that are this crazy?” he asked. I smiled. “I guess you’re telling me you do,” he replied smiling.

“Well, we have an even bigger night, if you really want to know. That comes on Saturday night which is Gay Night of all things,” I replied.

“What the hell, I should have known. I suppose you have some of the same hot dancers for that night also?” he asked. Again, I smiled.

“Yep, and a couple more that can’t make it here through the week. We have one that refuses to dance on Gay Night, but we don’t miss him anyway,” I informed him.

“Homophobic possibly?” Cal asked. I told him we didn’t think so, as he did pretty much fuck one of our friends for some time, but he got too full of himself and we kind of kicked him out, but then our friend kind of took advantage of him also, so we at least let him dance on Ladies’ Night so he could score that night at least. Cal shook his head. “Hey, one hole’s as good as another,” Cal joked. We told him we thought a little differently. That made him stop and think. “Well I guess you guys probably want to get some shuteye as you’ve got classes tomorrow. I should probably head back to the hotel and see if Tomkins is getting his beauty sleep yet. I may have to slide on top of him and give him a little thrill, dry hump him for fun,” Cal chided, making us laugh.

“Is he single or married?” I had to ask.

“Married for a long time with two kids. He’s the kind of guy that fucks his wife with the lights off only on certain days and only certain ways. Nothing spontaneous about that guy. He’s so regimented, it’s pitiful,” Cal joked, making us laugh. “Love to shake him up and give him a thrill. He complains like crazy, but I think he gets a kick out of it, most of the time anyway,” Cal replied. Now where did I leave my clothes?” Cal asked, not sure where he stripped. “I was sweating like a pig down there with everything going on. I could use a shower for sure when I get back.”

“Cal, since you have no inhibitions about being naked with us, you should see the shower we have here. It’s fantastic and a lot of us shower together. I’m sure you’re welcome to join us if you’d like to. I mean it’s to die for,” Clay told Cal.

“I’m in,” Wes said, jumping up and stripping off his briefs, running buck naked into the shower room with Clay in tow.

“Well, it does sound intriguing. Maybe we should check it out,” Cal suggested. I motioned for him to follow me. Cal was blown away when I turned on all the jets. “Good grief, this is like a spa. You could fit a small army of guys in here. Amazing,” he said, as he stripped off his briefs and handed them to me, like he was returning them, then jumped right in there with Clay and Wes who were already sudsing themselves up in a very sensuous way. Jake and I stripped off and joined in along with Kyle and Blake. I guided Cal around in the shower so he could get the full experience of our fantastic massaging shower. He absolutely loved it. Jake and I loved seeing his hot naked body with the water splashing off of it. I handed him some body wash and he went to town on his front, sudsing up his balls and cock, giving Jake and me quite a thrill. Then he turned around and told me to do his back. I gave him a little thrill with my finger up his hairy butt crack, just teasing his hairy hole as my finger passed over it. He turned around and laughed, telling me I was being fresh, but he liked that. Then he returned the favor, only to give my hole a little more attention than I gave his. He did the same to Jake, not to leave my Jake out. Then he patted us both on our bare wet asses. We all laughed. This was fun, spending time like this with him. When we finally finished, we were almost worn out from the intense beating we got from all the powerful jets. I turned off the water and threw him a towel.

“Wow, that was something. Damn, that was great. Tomkins doesn’t know what he missed. Wow, I might have to move in with you guys as much as I love this shower,” Cal exclaimed. I told him he was welcome to spend time with us anytime. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, Josh. I just might take you up on that in my off time, so be careful what you offer,” he chided. I told him he was welcome anytime, as we enjoyed having him with us tonight and felt comfortable that he’d be able to help us, something that made him a true friend. To Jake’s and my surprise, he gave us a quick naked hug, or dicks even touching as he did. He didn’t think anything of it at all, which was kind of exciting to both Jake and me.

As we were drying off Wes asked, “Got any plans for tonight, Clay?” Clay smiled big time.

“Yes, you, Wes,” Clay chided. Wes got all excited.

“Well, someone has some hot action going on tonight at least,” Cal chided, with a big grin.

 
Wow!!! FT fantastic chapter from beginning to end.

I'm surprised Cal just didn't shut down Clay and Lucky's surveillance at the "No-tell Motel" Friday night he will be monitoring it though.

Mary Ann tried to seduce Cal during Ladies Night while he bartended but he let her down easy to not embarrass her. Cal was impressed with Johans performance that Jake and Terry helped during.

I hope we get an answer to why the FBI was even interested in coming to Uni in general and the CnB in particular. I did take notice that Cal told Josh that the FBI had a man on the inside at W&S but not anymore. I wonder if that was a thinly veiled admission that the inside man was Harold?

I am excited for the next installment.

Brian
 
Yes Brian. I thought the inside man Cal referred to was probably Harold. And like you I'm wondering why Cal wanted to spend time at the CNB. Josh was wondering too, asking Cal, "You have a reason for being here tonight and hanging out with us, don’t you?” Cal was evasive, not giving anything away. Were his sudden questions about Jules a pointer to what he's after? Or is the FBI interested in someone else? Who could that be? Has Garth maybe attracted the FBI's attention through his hacking? Or is Johan perhaps not what he appears to be? So many questions pop into my head! Such a rich saga you're giving us, FT.

And of course I loved all the fun bits of this chapter too. More please!

HF
 
Who else woulda thought of a cockring bug other than our beloved FT? Next thing ya know he'll be telling us about bluetooth remote controlled vibrators! Oh, wait ... https://its-my-review.com/lovense-lush/ https://www.justusboys.com/forum/th...ers/page42?p=10738517&viewfull=1#post10738517 :badgrin:

Josh is accumulating his own little police force, in and out of uniform. If it were anyone else I might begin to think it's a fetish. Butt, with Josh, all it takes is for them to be male!

"Our" boys are skating into some pretty dark territory. They haven't been this close to 'trouble' since X and Trent! This swamp is far more complex, though. I hope they all can avoid the quicksand, and/or not end up as gator or snake food!

Mary Ann might be Rod's North Star, butt it seems she sure is interested in other poles! I'm not all that sure Rod has what it's gonna take to keep her! Guess we'll see ...

Write ON!! :gogirl: (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv:
 
Absolutely a great chapter, FT. I loved how Lucky sent Neal over the edge. He's always teased him, but this time he really blew him away. Poor Neal. If he only knew. I think Conner thought it was funny and Neal got what he deserved for lusting after Lucky. Wow, was that ever over the top.

It appears to me that Cal is hanging out getting to know and assess the players. As Brian said, Cal told us there is a reason for everything. I think that's why he wants to be involved in Friday Night's stakeout, not only to get information, but to control it if things go sideways. It's the professionals joining forces with the amateurs to keep them from getting hurt, but finding out what they find out. I hope he is giving the boys all this attention for the right reasons. Hopefully, Clay feels more comfortable with Cal close by on Friday night. We don't know what this Kenny guy is capable of. Is he just out for some hot sex dicking Shelley, are there other motives involved? We don't know.

And Jules. Good grief, he's still hanging around and getting drunk. I'm not sure Cal has a lot of confidence in that guy. Not sure any of us do either. Poor Josh had to get his hands covered in Jules' cum when he took the cock ring off of Jules to try it on Clay. Jules did that out of pure meanness, not that Josh might have enjoyed it some. At least Dylan and Garth keep the boy amused and away from Josh and Jake, Jules' main targets.

Am anxious for Friday night to see what kind of action happens with the threesome and the ones listening in. I can't imagine how you are going to play this out, FT. I gave up trying to imagine what comes next a long time ago. I'm always surprised and in awe. Damn, I love this story. Keep going, buddy. BC
 
As always, thanks again for all the great comments. You've got some crazy links there, Chaz. We may have to incorporate more interesting toys. You just never know. Yes, BC, I think Neal was blown away by Lucky's actions. Gotta love Lucky and his tormenting of Neal. I'm sure Conner was amused at what happened. Neal is too easy to excite. Conner has to watch out for him.

So this next chapter may surprise you some. A little different twist, but I've been wanting to write this for some time. Just had to work it into a weeknight for the guys. We'll see what you think. I'll try to have another chapter ready for you on Wednesday night, hoping to incorporate the new swim tryouts and possibly get into some of Clay's Friday night rendezvous with Kenny and Shelley. We'll see how far we get. Have a great rest of your weekend and please stay Healthy, Safe and Happy. Huggs, FT
 
Chapter 638 – A Very Strange Visit

Having had an enjoyable, informative evening with Cal, he was dressed and ready to leave us finally. We almost hated for him to go, accepting him as one of us, we felt so comfortable with him around. Not only that, but we felt like we had someone that was actually doing something to help bring these evil bastards to justice. Before, we just heard others were investigating, but now we knew some of what was going on and the characters they were looking at. I felt more comfortable that progress was being made now, which I hadn’t before. Conner had told us to be patient. Conner had told us to stay the hell out of it and let the DEA do their work. Now there was a murder surrounding all of this, related we all felt somehow. That hit close to home with Conner so maybe he wouldn’t be as patient now as he asked us to be. He was now on the receiving end of being asked to be patient. I was sure he wouldn’t like that at all.

“Hey, it’s been great guys. You guys are the best, and we’ll be seeing more of each other in the future,” Cal said, as he gave Jake and I both a big hug, like we were really close friends. “I’ll meet you here at the bar on Friday nigh,t and you guys can clue me in on what and where. We’ll make it work, I can promise you that,” Cal assured us, then took off. I had to go unlock the front door to let him out, as the bar was closed now. “Didn’t realize it was that late. Hope I didn’t keep you guys up too late,” Cal apologized.

“No you didn’t, as every minute was great tonight. I feel so much better about things now that we know you’re involved, Cal. I mean that sincerely. Every minute tonight was well worth it,” I told him, as I unlocked the door to let him out. “Oh, I do have one final question that’s been bugging me since it was brought up,” I told him, causing him to pause as he was about to exit the door.

“What’s that, Josh?” he asked, as he paused.

“You mentioned that you had a confidential informant, then you changed that to you HAD a confidential informant. Did that possibly have anything to do with Harold’s murder? Was he the confidential informant?” I asked. Cal gave me a worried look.

“You know I can’t discuss the details of an open and ongoing investigation, Josh. All I can say is that it’s a damn shame, and that’s all I’m going to say,” Cal said, then patted me on my shoulders and took off, waving goodbye to me, never looking back. He told me what I wanted to know without telling me. I was pissed now more than ever. I was really pissed for Conner’s sake.

Jake saw the worried look on my face as I joined him in the bedroom and stripped off my shorts I’d slipped on to let Cal out. “What, Josh. What’s bothering you?” he asked. I told him what I asked Cal about the CI and what his answer was. “Well he didn’t say he was, but it kind of sounded like he told you. Wow, that’s horrible. Here’s Conner, thinking the guy was a no good so and so anyway, but he didn’t deserve to die the way he did. Now, it looks like this Harold was actually doing something good for once, and it cost him his life in the most brutal way. That sucks. That really sucks!” Jake said, getting as shook up about it as I was. We both sat down together on the bed and hugged one another.

“We can’t tell Conner, Jake. We don’t know for sure, but it seems like Cal knows and they’re not telling the other agencies, or if they did, we don’t know about it yet. Best we keep this to ourselves anyway, as to not get Cal implicated in any of the local stuff. Besides if we go telling people, he’ll never share anything confidential again. I believe he was testing all of us tonight. He told me when we were tending bar, that he liked to fit in with those that were involved in things so as to help him figure out the dynamics of who the players were and who he could trust and not trust. I told him then I believed he had a reason for being here with us tonight and hanging out. He smiled at me and told me there was a reason for everything, and not to kid myself into thinking there wasn’t. This whole evening he was working us, gathering intel on who the players were and are. He asked a lot of questions about everyone, more or less seemingly curiosity, but I’m telling you he has a much better idea of who we are and who we all are up against. I feel like I want to trust him as he comes across so sincere, but then you never know if he’s playing us or not. As long as he gets helpful information, I guess it doesn’t really matter as none of us have done anything wrong, and if he’s in the thick of this investigation, I want access to him and his intel, if he’ll share. I might be wrong, but I’ll almost bet you he’ll be here for Gay Night this week to see who all shows up here for that. What do you bet?” I asked Jake.

“You might have something, Babe. He did ask a lot of questions, but he did seem sincere in his answers and his willingness to help also. I mean you can’t help but like him. Hell, he even showed us what he looked like naked, not having any inhibitions about sharing himself naked with us,” Jake replied, carefully thinking things over.

“What better way to make friends with gay guys than to show off a hot naked body to them. I mean all sense of reason leaves a gay guy’s head, when a hot stud gets naked and asks you to look at him. I have to admit, that was a great way to make friends in this group,” I replied, half chuckling. Jake chuckled also, saying we were helpless in that respect.

“Are you as worn out as I am?” Jake asked. I looked at him and kissed him as we fell back naked on the bed together and cuddled. “Tonight was intense to say the least, but it was good in many ways. We’ve got Cal on our side now, which makes me feel much better about Friday night, and I know you do because of that,” Jake remarked.

“So much better. If anything gets out of hand, Cal can be in there in no time and get the bastard. Might break up their little sex party, but we’d have Kenny for sure,” I replied. I swear we literally fell asleep in each other’s arms right after I said that.

I had forgotten Jules was still here when we he happened to join us in the showers Thursday morning. Zach and Brady were there with Jake and me. “Well, don’t you guys look all hot and sexy this morning,” Jules commented, as he jumped right in there with us, bumping his ass up against us, causing us to give him space.

“You get enough sex last night with Dylan and Garth?” I asked, remembering all too well removing the cockring he was wearing and getting his cum all over my hands in the process.

“Yeh, but I could always use more. You guys up for some this morning. I can bend over right here, and you can drive me home,” Jules volunteered. I rolled my eyes.

“Sorry, we have school this morning, and don’t you have work to do anyway?” I asked.

“Hey, my boss knows I’m working for you, but I can do more than just work for you. This dick or ass is at your service anytime you want it,” Jules offered.

“Jules, relationships are not all about sex. Sex is something very intimate for most of us here, not just something you do on the spur of the moment. I know you have fun with Dylan and Garth and they seem to have some fun with you, but Jake and I aren’t like that. We have to really care about a friend to have sex with them. You’re a business associate, not a really close friend. Sorry, but it’s just that way,” I told him, trying to get him to realize dicks and asses weren’t the end all in relationships. Jules looked disappointed.

“Josh, I’m really going out of my way to help you guys with this investigation thing. Do you really think I like going to Chicago and meeting with Conrad, knowing if I screw up one little bit, I could possibly be abducted and disappear forever? This isn’t a fun thing I’m doing. It’s stressful as hell, but I do it for you guys because I care about what you guys care about. But, I guess you really don’t care about me that much and the fact that I care,” Jules replied, somewhat disappointed. Against my better judgement, I gave him a hug, which gave him a boner.

“Jules, we all really appreciate what you’re doing, and we do care that you care. That’s a relationship built on respect and admiration, not on sex. We do appreciate what you’re doing, but if you’re doing it thinking this is going to get you in bed with a lot of us and we’re going to love you forever, that’s not the right reasons. Do it because you think you can accomplish something great, or don’t do it at all. In fact, maybe we should just end this right now and not take it to the next step. If you’re concerned about going back again for another meeting, then we’ll just pass on it. We don’t have to do it. Let the Feds and AG’s office do their own investigation. Fuck it, we don’t need the aggravation,” I told him. He looked disappointed.

“I liked the hug. I think that’s the first time you’ve ever hugged me, Josh. That means a lot, believe me. I see you hug everyone else, but I never got a hug before,” he said, somewhat making me feel a little guilty, but after all, he got a naked hug this time and our dicks touched, unfortunately, so he should feel special in a way. “I want to do this thing for you guys, to prove to you I’m a team player. I can do what you send me to do. Gees, I just hope I can at least gain some points doing this undercover stuff for you. I so want to be a supporter of what you guys are trying to do, and demonstrate I have worth that you can use. I want to be more than just a business associate. You guys are all so close, and I’d really like to be part of that closeness. From what Will tells me, I try too hard and I don’t appear genuine, but more like an outsider that wants in too bad. I don’t want to appear to be that guy, and maybe it’s the way I express myself that’s my problem. I genuinely care about you guys and I just want to fit in, I guess you could say. I desperately want that closeness that all you guys have. I’ve never had that in my life, and from what I see in you guys, it’s a wonderful thing being a part of a loving, caring, group of guys. Just tell me what I need to do, and I’ll do it to belong. I really want you guys to like me and care about me like you do each other. That would mean more to me than any amount of money I could make working for you guys, setting up financing. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve done well, but all I have to show for all of that is a thank you and a salary. I desperately want to be cared about like the rest of your guys,” Jules told us. Damn, he always had a way of making me feel guilty that we didn’t show him enough consideration. I was so torn over him. Will says he’s a jerk, but then he makes me feel sorry for him. Jake was sensing that as well. I really didn’t know how to handle him.

“Jules, the more we work together for the right reasons, the more respect we’ll have for you. Genuine respect grows relationships and caring can follow if the character is there for the right reasons. You have to prove yourself, is what I’m saying. I always get the feeling you’re playing some kind of angle with us. Doing that for our behalf of getting us the best deals out there is fine. But, playing angles with us, to get something is not fine. We’re open and honest with each other and respect one another for that. We support one another without having to be asked. Maybe you try to hard, but we’re never sure what angle you’re playing which makes us suspicious of you. We shouldn’t feel that way, but we do. I’m sorry we feel that way, but we just do. Will felt it also. He tried to get you to change, but you couldn’t. He gave up on you. We haven’t given up on you, but sometimes you promote that thought, if you know what I mean. We’d like to care about you, but you kind of make it difficult at times,” I told him. Now, he looked hurt. But here again, I didn’t know if he was really hurt or just acting like he was.

“Would you be sad if something happened to me when I was trying to do this deal for you?” he asked.

“Of course I would, Jules. Definitely, we all would. We wouldn’t want anything to happen to you. You don’t deserve anything bad happening to you,” I told him.

“So, you do care,” he replied.

“Well, yes, we do care about you as a person and friend, but not as a lover, someone to take to bed because we just can’t keep our hands off of you. It doesn’t work that way,” I explained. He looked like he felt better, having heard that we’d feel bad if something happened to him. I could tell he was still disappointed we didn’t want to sleep with him.

“Some day maybe you’ll find a way to love me like the rest of your friends,” he replied. I felt bad for him again, but wasn’t sure what to tell him.

“I honestly hope I do, Jules, but it will be for the right reasons and you’ll have earned that love,” I replied and patted him on his shoulders. To my surprise he patted me on my ass. I gave him a crazy look.

“Hey, just trying to earn my way here,” he chided. I shook my head as Jake and I got out to dry off. I was hoping Jules would be gone soon. He was in his briefs when he came into the kitchen for coffee. I actually poured him a cup, which he thanked me for. I told him there was cereal also if he was hungry.

“How is Will these days? I actually did love him, you know,” Jules said, making conversation.

“Will is doing great, Jules. He’s very challenged and loves what he’s doing. Not to make you feel bad, but he has a great boyfriend, someone Jake and I both knew before and deeply care about,” I replied.

“You see, if he’d given me the chance to get to know you guys, you might have cared about me too, but he was so stubborn, not wanting me anywhere near you guys. He wouldn’t share. He kept you for himself, the selfish prick,” Jules replied, somewhat pissing me off.

“Easy there, Jules. You’re someone I don’t love, talking bad about someone I do love. That’s not the way to make me respect you at all. You just lost some major points there,” I replied, letting him know his comment pissed me off. He hung his head a little.

“Sorry, Josh. I really didn’t mean to say that. After all, I really did love him, and hell, I still do. There’s no one like him. I can’t find anyone to date that comes anywhere near who Will is. They just don’t exist,” Jules told me in the form of an apology.

“To fetch a great guy, you need to be a great guy, Jules. You need to work on that part. Not saying you can’t achieve that, but it’s going to take some work and an earnest desire to be honest and thoughtful to others. You need to work on your character more than anything,” I told him. He still looked somewhat confused.

“I think I have a decent body and all. How’d my dick feel when you took the cock ring off my dick and balls last night?” Jules asked, with Jake looking surprised.

“Jules, there is nothing wrong with your looks or your body. It’s your heart and the way you interact with other people. That you need to work on,” I assured him.

“So, you liked my dick and balls then?” he asked, anxious to hear me say something nice about his junk and the rest of his body.

“If I can’t get past your personality, you could be the hottest guy on earth with a dick and balls that made my dick hard and leaking precum, but I wouldn’t notice because of how you acted and treated other people. Your junk is irrelevant to me until I can like you more,” I replied.

“Damn, you’re tough to get to really know,” Jules replied.

“No, he surrounds himself with people like him, that he can trust and care about, Jules, Will being one of them. You don’t fit in because you’re self-absorbed and fake. You have to be genuine and caring for Josh to even notice you,” Jake said, coming to my defense. Jules did stop and think about it some.

“Okay, so I have my work cut out for me. At least we got to be naked together in the shower, and you did feel me off last night when you took off that cockring, so I guess we are making some kind of progress,” he stated, taking a sip of his coffee.

“Well, I’m glad you think so, Jules, but I wouldn’t get too excited about it too quick, as you have a long way to go, trust me on that,” I replied.

“If I get you everything you want for the FBI and AG’s office, will you like me better then?” he asked.

“I like you now, and yes, I’ll appreciate what you are able to achieve, but that doesn’t make me love you. I’m beginning to wonder if you totally understand what love really is, Jules. You need a lot of work in that area, trust me,” I replied.

“Well, maybe if I could hang around you more often, I might learn more about how to really care about other people and earn their respect and love,” Jules said, drinking down the last of his coffee. I rolled my eyes.

“If you don’t have a basic understanding of what that is by now, I’m not sure that’s something I can ever teach you, buddy. But, keep on trying anyway. You’ve got a lot of work to do and right now, Jake and I have to go to class. See you when we see you,” I told him, then grabbed my backpack, as did Jake.

“What no going away hug? I might get killed in Chicago and never see you again,” he said, somewhat distraught. I shrugged my shoulders then gave him a hug with my backpack on, his arms wrapped around me below my backpack which caught my ass. He knew what he was doing. “You really do have a nice ass, Josh. You really do. Jake has a nice one too. I’ve got to get you to love me so we can explore those asses better,” he stated.

“Bye, Jules. Have a safe trip,” I said, as Jake and I walked out the door to go to class.

“He doesn’t have a clue how to be a normal caring friend,” I told Jake. Jake totally agreed.

Jake reminded me that we had Brady’s tennis match to go to this evening. He said he thought it started at 7:30. I told him that shouldn’t be a problem, as we didn’t have anything else going on tonight, thankfully. Jake said he was kind of excited to see Brady play, as Zach said he was one hell of a tennis player. He was one of the starters, playing singles matches and teaming up for doubles with one of the other players. I told Jake, it should be interesting to watch, and we definitely had to cheer him on.

At lunch, I was happy to see that Jules had finally departed. Will gave me shit about putting up with Jules’ shit. I had to chuckle about that, telling him that Jules asked me if I’d be sad if something happened to him doing our bidding in Chicago. Will wanted to know how I responded to that. I told Will, that I would be sad about any of us getting hurt, especially when he was going out of his way to help us.

“Don’t fall too hard for that crap, Josh. He wants you to feel like you’re using him, and he deserves more respect and love. He’s trying to guilt you into loving him. I swear that asshole will do anything for attention and love, except for being a genuine, caring human being. He’s nuts,” Will said.

“He is definitely manipulative. You have to stay a couple of steps ahead of him for sure. He could wear me out being around him for too long. I don’t know how you put up with him as long as you did,” I replied.

“I gave him the benefit of the doubt for way too long, and I was lonely also. He was so sweet, kind and loving at the beginning of our relationship, and the sex was really hot. That boy knows how to make a guy happy, that’s for sure. But, that hot sex comes with a high price tag of putting up with his bullshit. Finally, the bullshit won out over the hot sex, and I had to call it quits,” Will replied. I told him I could definitely see that. “So, did he behave on his sleepover. Tell me you didn’t do anything sexually with him, please,” Will begged. I told him I got a handful of Jules’ cum, and my hands all over his cum slicked balls and cock last night. Will had a look of horror on his face, not understanding that at all. Then I told him about taking the FBI’s cockring off of him to try it on Clay. I explained to the group what we were going to do on Friday night, but that Cal was going to direct the operation. Jordan and Nate were greatly relieved, saying we needed to be careful. I told them all about the way the cockring worked and how Jules put his foot in his mouth talking to us after their meeting, as we were having a beer, and him saying how he’d love to have Cal pound out his ass, then how Cal heard all of that with the listening device. Nate, Ken, Buzz and Jordan about split a gut. Will said it was par for the course with Jules. Anything weird was almost certain.

“Well the boy was embarrassed to say the least when Tomkins and Callihan came into the bar and recited everything Jules had just told us. He was quite embarrassed,” I informed them.

“Well, he deserved it for being so crass,” Will replied.

“Jordan, did you guys move into your new house yet and forget to tell us?” I asked him.

“Little by little furniture is being delivered. We were too busy moving into the offices last weekend, and didn’t have time to move into the house, plus all the furniture we bought hasn’t arrived yet. We’ve been spending some time in the evenings arranging things and bringing over some personal stuff. Buzz has been putting the kitchen stuff together, plates, eating utensils, pots and pans, not that we cook that much, but we need snack trays and some basic stuff to have to eat. Oh, and we got the refrigerator already. I swear the damn thing does everything except hand you a cold beer. It’s a smart refrigerator. You can talk to it even. Go figure,” Jordan explained.

“Did you move in your bikini underwear yet? Got plenty of space for all your colors?” I teased. Jordan shook his head at me, as if I shouldn’t be talking about his bikini underwear. He looked a little embarrassed.

“Buzz likes my underwear, I’ll have you know,” Jordan let me know. I chuckled. Cam said, TMI. Will was intrigued.

“It’s the red ones you have to look out for. Does Buzz know that?” I had to ask.

“Buzz tells me when to wear them. If he’s feeling horny, then he has me wear the red ones. I swear they give my dick extra energy to take him on,” Jordan boasted. I think we all got a good laugh out of that one. “We did go skinny dipping in our pool already. Part of it is outside and part inside, so you can use it all year round. We kind of initiated it the other night. Kind of fun to fuck in the pool,” Jordan bragged.

“You didn’t cum in it, did you?” I asked. Jordan and Buzz just smiled. “Oh no. Well, I guess we can’t go swimming in their dirty pool now, guys,” I joked.

“And when did a little cum ever stop you, Josh. Shit, you drink the stuff,” Jordan teased. He had a point. We all decided it would probably be okay since he had a great filtration system and a salt water pool. We all got invited over for a swim party some evening, but we had to swim naked, according to Jordan, and he wasn’t going to be responsible if something sexually happened. I asked Buzz how he felt about that. He said he was all for it. I was amazed, asking him if he invited his sister, brother-in-law and nephews to go skinny dipping with them. “Now, get real, Josh. I think that’s just a limited audience thing, not for the general family,” Jordan hastily told me.

After much teasing at lunch, we finally had to get on with the afternoon. Steve was Steve in Real Estate, and still anxious to get to Key West for some R&R, wanting to know if a couple of weeks into the summer was good for us. I told him anytime we weren’t going to be there was fine as far as I was concerned. He told Blake and me that he thought us being there with him might be kind of fun. I told him I didn’t think so.

When we were getting naked at the lockers for swim practice, I asked Ethan if they went out with their girlfriends last night again or told them goodbye for good. He chuckled. “Dustin and I went to their apartment with them, and the first thing they wanted to do was to fuck. There we were, buck naked, all four of us on the floor doing some foreplay stuff, them trying to suck cock and us kissing some titty. Then the bitch starts telling me what I should do and how I should do it. I told her that was it, because she couldn’t suck cock for shit, so what right did she have telling me how to fuck. Then Dustin says, here, Linda, I’m going to show you the proper way to suck a dick, and he goes down on me. The two girls gasp, but then they get real interested, like they kind of enjoyed watching Dustin suck my cock. So, I swing around and suck him off, and we’re going at it hot and heavy 69’ing one another. They really get into watching and even rubbing each other’s titties and each other’s clits. I had to admit, that part was kind of hot. I thought so, but Dustin thought it was gross. Then we really got into it, eating each other’s asses and sucking on each other’s balls. They kind of went wild when we started that. Then Dustin says, what the fuck and whirls me around, throws my legs up on his shoulders, spits on his cock and shoves it up my ass. Well, you should have heard them gasp then. One of them made the statement, it didn’t seem like we needed them to fuck when we had each other. I wanted to say, that’s the damn truth, but I was enjoying the hell out of Dustin fucking my ass at the time. I thought they were really going to puke, when I shot my load all over my stomach, then Dustin pulled out and shot his load on me. Then we picked up our cum and fed it to one another. That really got to them, although one of the bitches orgasmed when that happened. Go figure,” Ethan explained. We all couldn’t believe it. “So the bitch asks if we’re straight, gay or bi. I told her we fuck anything that moves. That actually got them excited. They wanted to know if we could go another round with them this time. We both told them we thought we were done for the night, as we wore ourselves out, our balls all sweaty and everything. I still had some cum in my pubes and all, which they thought was gross. Go figure. So because we wouldn’t fuck them, we got yelled at as being selfish. It’ll be interesting to see if they show up on Ladies’ Night anymore. But Dustin’s bitch did orgasm watching us behave poorly,” Ethan joked.

We couldn’t believe he did that, but he seemed awfully proud of the fact he and Dustin made love right in front of them, showing them what it was like for two guys to really be into one another. Ethan said it was kind of hot having two naked girls watch he and Dustin fuck. I still couldn’t believe the two did it in front of their women, but Ethan said he’d had the shits of Linda telling him what to do.

Drew reminded us about the tryouts tomorrow afternoon for swimming candidates for next year. I told Zach, we’d put Colt to the test and just see how good he was. Zach said he thought he had potential, possibly in more ways than one. I told Zach, while Colt seemed nice enough, we didn’t need to scare him. He needed a chance to get used to us and sign up before he found out we liked him in more ways than one. Zach thought that was only fair, although he believed Colt would have a hard time not loving us, because of the great guys we were. We had to laugh about that.

I was thinking about the tennis match tonight at the Pavilion, and getting the chance to see Brady play his sport. Most of the matches he’d had to date were at odd times where we didn’t often get an opportunity to go and watch him play. It was kind of exciting to have that opportunity tonight anyway. Dave, Chase and Caleb said they’d be there. I think Andy and Trevor were planning on going. Obviously, Kyle, Blake, Jake and I were going. I thought maybe even Will might come, and it might possibly be an opportunity for Forest to join us also, since it was a sanctioned sport event of the university. Maybe Will could talk him into it.

As we walked back to the bar after swim practice, I got a call. It surprised me to see who was calling me, making me wonder what was up. For a second, I was concerned something might have happened to one of my friends. It was Tink and Tyler’s father of all people, calling me for who knew what. “Hello, Mr. Hathaway?” I asked. “No, it’s not a bad time, what can I do for you, sir?” I asked. “You want to meet with me tonight? You’re flying into Uni on your jet on the way home and you want to talk to me?” I asked. “Uh, 6:30 at the airport. Okay. Anything I need to prepare for that you might need?” I asked, as I listened to him tell me he just needed to talk to me about something personal. “Do you want me to bring Tink and Tyler with me to see you?” I asked. He told me he didn’t, and not to tell them I was meeting with him. That surprised me, which made me think maybe he wasn’t as comfortable with Tink coming out of the closet as we all thought. “Okay, I’ll keep it between the two of us until I find out how I can be of help,” I told him. He thanked me, saying he’d see me at the airport at 6:30. Now I was really curious as to what he needed my help with. I had the upmost respect for the man, but I was feeling a little underqualified to possibly help him, and a little intimidated about meeting with him one on one. I mean, this was an industry giant, someone not very approachable for the majority of people, but also the father of two of my best friends. Could this be about business of some sort, but then he said it was personal. I was more confused and a little apprehensive at the same time, about meeting with him one on one. He asked me not to tell anyone about our meeting. Still, I had to share this with Jake at least.

Zach asked me what that was all about. I told him it was just someone that I had spoken to before about something and he wanted additional information. Zach told me I never got to rest, with all these investigations going on and my involvement in them. I figured he thought it was the AG’s office or FBI. I was really stumped as to what Milton’s visit could possibly be about that he’d drop into Uni on his way back from another business meeting somewhere. I was more curious than ever now. Why didn’t he want to see his sons also? I figured this had to have something to do with Tink for sure. I hated the thought he might not be as accepting as we first thought. But then Tink’s mother was. I knew this would drive me crazy until I finally found out what he wanted.

Will, Blake, Kyle, Jake and I sat down for a beer and some food early because of the tennis match tonight, wanting to make sure we got done in time to get there in plenty of time. I grabbed Jake and told him about my mysterious phone call from Milton Hathaway. Jake was just as blown away by his call as I was.

“You have any earthly idea as to what he wants?” Jake asked, curiously.

“Not a clue, but he said it was personal. He needed my help with something personal. Jake, it has to have something to do with Tink, I could almost bet on it,” I replied.

“Shit, does that mean, Tink’s not out of the woods on this thing, thinking he didn’t destroy his family ties and was still loved and accepted by them?” Jake asked. I shrugged my shoulders.” "You okay with meeting with him by yourself?” Jake asked. I half chuckled.

“Yeh, sure, why?” I asked.

“I don’t know. It’s just strange he’s dropping out of the sky to talk to just you about something personal, that’s all,” Jake replied.

“Well, I don’t think I’m in any danger, if that’s what you’re worried about,” I replied. Jake shook his head chuckling.

“No, I know that. It’s just I wasn’t sure if you needed any moral support, that’s all,” he replied.

“No, it’ll be fine. I’ll just have to listen to what he has to say and give him my best advice, if that’s possible. He’ll either like what I have to say, or not. He’s not my father, so the future of my close personal relationship is not at risk or anything. Whatever it is, couldn’t be that bad,” I replied. Jake chuckled, saying if I needed reinforcement to call him and he’d be right there. I told him that’s what I loved about him. He hugged me, promising always to be there for me. Gees, I couldn’t love him enough, it seemed.

After dinner, the guys hung around to talk. I told them I had to run a couple of errands, but would meet them later at the pavilion and to save me a seat. Will wanted to know if I wanted company, but I told him to stay and drink beer instead, as I wouldn’t be long, then I took off. I couldn’t stop racking my brain as to what Mr. Hathaway wanted to talk to me about. It was driving me crazy.

I got to the airport a few minutes early and was there to see his Gulfstream land. He had a damn nice jet for sure. It made its way to the ramp and shut off the engines. It stood taller than our Citation did, the door having more steps on it than ours. The door opened, and at the top of the stairs was Mr. Hathaway in his suit pants and a white shirt and tie.

“Hey, Josh, come aboard and we’ll talk,” he hollered at me, beckoning me up to join him in his Gulfstream. I climbed up the stairs and entered the cabin which was richly appointed and very cushy comfortable from what I could first see. The captain and co-pilot shook hands with me, then promptly left the cockpit and headed down the stairs. “They’re going to stretch their legs while we talk,” Milton told me, offering me a seat in a very cushy chair opposite him.

“Wow, I have to admit, I thought our Latitude was pretty nice, but this is way over the top,” I said, as I looked around marveling at the much larger cabin and how really plush it was. Milton chuckled.

“Hey we looked at that jet at one time. It’s pretty damn nice too. I wouldn’t sell it short by any means. We just needed something a little larger to get around in, and this one became available. I have to say, I was impressed with what you said your aviation team came up with for leasing time out to corporations. I don’t think that would work for us as many days as we spend in the air getting around the country with our businesses, but for smaller companies, it would work great. I love that idea, actually. I hate to tell you what the budget is for this thing a year,” he replied. “You want a beer or a mixed drink or something?” Milton offered. I told him I was fine, as he poured himself a scotch. “I know you kids like beer, but don’t much like the sophisticated stuff we got used to. Hell, even I like a beer on a hot day as opposed to my favorite Scotch,” he said, trying to make conversation.

“Uh, I had a couple beers already at our bar, and I have a tennis match to go to after we meet, so I’m better off not drinking anymore, or I might not make it,” I chided. Milton laughed.

“Well, I don’t want to hold you up all evening, but I had something that was bothering me that I thought I needed to discuss with you, Josh. I think you’re the only one that can possibly help in this matter,” he told me, as he saw the look of concern on my face.

“If this is about Tink, Mr. Hathaway, he’s never been happier than he is right now. You don’t have to be worried about him at all. Yes, I know there is prejudice in the world and being gay is not always accepted by some people, but he has all of us as his family and support group, and we all love him to death. He’s going to be fine and do well, not to mention probably get rich working in our company, unless his not joining your company is concerning to you?” I asked. Milton smiled.

“Call me Milton, Josh. No use making me feel any older than I am,” he chuckled, then appeared to be considering what words to choose to tell me what was on his mind. “Actually, I totally agree with you about Tink. I’ve never seen him so happy since he was a little shit and just aggravated the hell out of just about anyone he came in contact with. He’s a very sensitive, sweet boy, and I have no doubt his being part of your group with your plans will give him a healthy happy life, Josh. I couldn’t agree with you more,” Milton replied, leaving me even more curious what he could possibly want to talk to me about. He sat up straight in his cushy chair, as if he was about to tell me something important. “It’s not Tink I’m concerned about. It’s Tyler, Josh,” he said, then paused for that to settle in. “Tyler is my major concern. Tink is Tink, and he is who he is. Tyler is different. Tyler thinks he has to be someone that we think he should be and not really be himself. He thought he had to play football in high school, because that’s what the guys all did to get the right girls. Turns out he was damn good at it, and was the team captain and quarterback. At least he gives everything he does his full effort, and is pretty successful. All his life, he’s always tried to be what he thought maybe we wanted him to be or others, where he felt some peer pressure of sorts. Tink could have cared less about what anyone else thought. Tyler wasn’t like that. He wanted to please, and do what he thought he needed to do to be accepted,” Milton explained.

“So, what is your concern about Tyler then? Do you think he’s not happy or not being his true self?” I had to ask. Milton paused, thinking about what he wanted to say next.

“Josh, my fear is he’s gay also,” Milton said, shocking me he’d say something like that. I looked stunned. “I’m sure you may have picked up on some of that since the two of you are close, or maybe even had some experiences with him, which might be the case.” I looked shocked, but didn’t say anything at first, feeling very uncomfortable where this conversation might be going.

“What gives you that indication, as he and Sue seem to get along great from what I can tell?” I asked. Milton smiled.

“Fathers sense what their children feel. I watched him the night we were here. He hung on every word you said when we had our meeting. He looked at you like he was hopelessly in love with you, Josh. I saw that, not once, but almost all the time he was looking at you. I knew there was something there. If he hasn’t acted on his emotions, he surely will and very soon, from what I could sense the night were here. There is no doubt in my mind he’s in love with you, and wants some kind of physical relationship. I can just tell,” Milton explained. I was shocked to say the least.

“Tyler knows that Jake and I are a couple. We’re close, and I really enjoy his friendship and company. He’s done a great job also working on this Victorian home we’re rehabbing in Key West and seems to be excited working on that project. Do you really think he could want to do something physical?” I asked, as if I didn’t have a clue. Milton smiled at me.

“Josh, it runs in our family. It’s a wonder Rod isn’t gay too. My brother seemed to skip that flow of genes somehow, but that’s not to say it might not end up in Rod’s children someday. Sterling and I are both aware we could have it in our families. Tink proved that theory, but I think Tyler is there also,” Milton told me, somewhat concerning me.

“I still don’t think Tyler is gay, Milton. He seems pretty happy with Sue, from what I can tell,” I told him. Milton looked at me rather skeptically.

“Josh, come on. Doesn’t your gaydar go off around him? Surely, if anyone knew he had these tendencies, you’d know,” Milton replied. “I see it, and if I can see it, surely you see it. It’s very obvious to me he loves you and wants you physically. Hell, I’ll just say it. I can tell he has the hots for you like no one else,” Milton told me, now really shocking me. “My concern is he’s not being true to himself, and is likely to live a life of unhappiness because he can’t admit to the world who he really is. He’s probably thinking that his parents couldn’t handle the fact they have two gay sons. He’s thinking with Tink coming out, he can’t as that would crush his mom and me, that one gay boy is enough in any family. I swear that’s what he’s thinking. He wants to be what we expect him to be, live a normal life, get married, have kids and pretend to be happy ever after, when he really loves someone of the same sex. I can tell you that’s what he’s thinking, and that’s what he will do if you don’t help him find himself, Josh,” Milton explained. I felt trapped between telling Milton what I knew and protecting Tyler’s privacy and deepest feelings, not to mention my privacy.

“How would you know something like that, Milton? What makes you think you are capable of seeing that in him?” I had to ask, thinking Tyler’s straight father shouldn’t have a clue about what sex Tyler loved and just pretended to love, or was he maybe just feeling me out because he had a hunch or something. Milton sighed, and took another big swig of his Scotch, then refilled his glass, somewhat surprising me.

“Josh, I’m going to tell you something, but if you ever tell another living soul, I’ll swear you’re lying and maybe even sue you for slander as this is the most personal thing I’ve revealed to anyone, not even my wife,” he started to say, but I stopped him.

“Milton, you don’t owe me any kind of explanation, and if you’re going to tell me something that personal, I don’t think I even want to know. You don’t have to do this,” I told him. He got real embarrassed, and drank another big swig of Scotch. He sat there for a second speechless.

“Josh, I had those same thoughts, that’s how I know what Tyler is feeling and going through. Back in my day when I was your age, being gay was terribly taboo and looked down upon. No one who was gay, unless they were a singer or in the arts, or a waiter or something, could make it in this world in any responsible position. I mean, it wasn’t good to be gay. I would never have made it in business to where I am today, had I led a gay life. It wouldn’t have happened. I would have been shunned by almost everyone, talked about behind my back and pitied by those that supposedly loved me. None of what I have today would have happened for me. Yeh, okay, I had a couple of boyfriends early in my career. Damn, those were some great times too. I really fell in love with one of them and thought I couldn’t live without him. Sterling got hold of me and told me I was fucking crazy to throw away a great career by going down that path. I had to get my head out of my ass and my dick out of my lover’s ass, or I’d be ruined,” Milton told me, quite embarrassed he poured his soul out. He looked visibly disturbed, almost shooked as he confessed.

“Oh, Milton. I don’t know what to say. You sure didn’t have to tell me any of your deepest darkest secrets. You didn’t owe me that at all,” I told him, embarrassed for him. It took a minute for him to get himself back together again and another glass of Scotch.

“Hey, it’s water under the bridge. I met Tink and Tyler’s mother after I convinced myself that wasn’t the life for me. I had two beautiful boys I’m really proud of and a wife that loves me also. In the end, I did alright, and everything worked out the way my brother thought it should. I’ve had a great career, done extremely well financially, have a loving wife, and two beautiful sons, a great dog, a nice house with all the amenities one could ever wish for, and I’m supposed to be happy, living the life most people only dream of,” Milton said. I was in awe, but felt there was something he had left to admit. I had to ask the question.

“Milton, do you still have cravings for what you felt before?” I had to ask him.

“Every fucking day, Josh. Every fucking day, I wish I was still with my boyfriend and wonder what life could have been with him. Hey, I’m satisfied that everything worked out the way it was supposed to be and acceptable to others, but there’s a big part of me that misses the one I truly loved and the physical love we shared together. I don’t think it’s possible to ever outlive that. I just don’t,” Milton confessed. I didn’t know what to say, other than I was sorry. “Don’t be sorry for me as I made a decision, I thought I had to make. Right or wrong, I made it and for all the world knows, I’m extremely happy, and I am for the most part. But still there is a part of me that I think I missed along the way. I try not to think about it, but I’ll never be able to shut it out no matter what I do, that is until the day I die. If I weigh the pros and cons of everything, maybe I did the right thing, at least I did for other people, like my wife, sons and business career, even making my brother and his family happy. But it hurts, Josh. Imagine, for a moment, you having to give up Jake and live a straight life in order to satisfy what you felt you had to do to make it in this world, to accomplish what you want to accomplish. Could you really do that?” he asked.

“I could never do that, Milton. I just couldn’t. That took an amazing amount of courage and resolution on your part to change your life and deny the love you felt for your friend at the time. You’ve got more willpower than I could ever have for sure,” I replied. He looked at me kind of strange.

“Willpower or cowardice, Josh? Sometimes I feel like I was the biggest coward ever, because I gave up what I loved for something others thought I should have and be. Was it right or wrong? I’ll never know the answer to that question, or maybe I just don’t want to admit to myself what the real answer is. Whatever it is, I’m stuck now and nothing can change anyway,” Milton replied. I really felt totally uncomfortable having this discussion with him in one way, and like he really needed someone to confess this to, that he felt could understand what his pain was. “Why I’m telling you this, is, I needed you to understand where I think Tyler is right now in life. I feel like he’s struggling with the same exact problem I had and blew. I want him to feel like he has a choice to make. He needs to follow his heart, and not the advice of others that don’t live his life, but think they need to tell him how to live, if the interest is there, and I can assure you it is. I see myself in him all day long. He looked at you the other night with love in his heart and lust in his brain and dick. He adores you, Josh. I know you’re not going to tell me if he’s acted on anything physically with you or even professed his love for you, if you two have physically loved one another. The details aren’t important to me. What is of the upmost importance is that he can freely make the choice as to who he is and who he chooses to love, without outside influences that would deliberately lead him astray, using the excuse it was being done for his own good. I want him to feely find himself and make a determination on his own, to be his own man, love who he chooses to love and be happy knowing he made the right decision for himself. I want that more than anything for my son,” Milton said, as sincerely as he possibly could, with tears in his eyes.

“I don’t know what to say,” I replied, as I searched for something to comfort this man who had poured his soul out to me, me, an almost perfect stranger who his son actually loved and had hot loving intimate sex with.

“I need you to help Tyler explore to the fullest who he really is, Josh. I need you to convince him it’s okay to be who he really is and not conform to who he thinks we, his parents, cousin and friend, think he should be. I need that more than anything. If I couldn’t do it for myself, I at least need to help my son find himself. You are the only one capable of that task. In business I always seek out the best man for any job and to them to get the job done, entrusting them to make it happen. Ninety-nine percent of the time it works out just like it was planned. You are the only friend he has that can help him find his true self and understand what he’s struggling with. I’m depending on you to help my son, Josh. I love him too much to let him make the same mistake his dad made because I wasn’t strong enough possibly to make the right one. Please don’t let Tyler make the same mistake as I did, Josh. I’m begging you not to let that happen,” Milton told me as sincerely as he could. Can you please do that for me?” Milton asked, almost pleading.

“I’ll try, sir. I love Tyler as my friend. It’s hard not to love all my friends, but he’s definitely special to me. We’ve learned a lot about life together, I will say,” I told him, making him smile. “He shares things with me, his emotions and concerns. He has told me that he deeply cares for Sue, but sometimes there are things that hold him back from a deep and abiding love he thinks he should be feeling, but he doesn’t for some reason. Therein lies the struggle you just told me about. We’ve talked about it, and need to talk a lot more about it. I hate to see him hurting, but have told him he needs to make his own decisions as I can’t, or no anyone else for that matter, can feel what his heart truly feels, but only what he tells me,” I explained.

“It’s good he’s talking to you then. What I suspected is true, and he’s struggling with what he feels he loves and what he expects we need to see. I hate that he can’t be determined like Tink and be who he damn well wants to be. Tink has no trouble with that at all, and everyone used to think he was the weak one. Hell if that’s true. He’s got more balls than any of us put together. Bless that boy for sure. I think he has his mother’s drive in that regard. At least she helped the situation, where I may have hurt it. I guess I should never have had kids, but then, I wouldn’t change those two boys for the world. I just love them so much, and want them to be happy with a fulfilling life, whatever that is, with whomever that is. That’s all I want for my boys,” Milton assured me.

“I’ll continue to be Tyler’s confidant, the one he can confess, profess, whatever, his true feelings to and help him find his way. I care too much about him as my friend. I will not encourage him, however, for a sexual relationship between us as I think that might not be healthy for either of us,” I told Milton, although I wasn’t sure I could keep my promise there.

“Do what you want, Josh. If it’s sex that helps him find his way, by all means, if it doesn’t screw you up or Jake, let him feel what that love can provide to his overall happiness. I mean, I know he’s my son and all, but he’s got a perfect body and a very loving heart. I used to catch him and Lonnie sometimes in the locker room after a football game in high school, and it was all I could do to keep my composure looking at their hot naked bodies together. I kept wondering what the two of them would be like having sex with one another. I know that would never happen, as Lonnie is about as homophobic as they come, and at one time Tyler was also, but that’s all changed these days. I think a lot of their perception of gay dudes changed because of you and your friends, Josh. You’ve opened his eyes, and he’s seen and felt things that stirred feelings deep inside him that he can’t shake. I was there at one time, and I know what he feels. Help him, Josh. Please help him to find himself before he makes mistakes he shouldn’t, and isn’t living life to his fullest potential of fulfilling love. He needs you in the worst way,” Milton begged.

“I’ll do my best, Sir. I deeply care about him also, and wouldn’t want any of my friends to struggle through something like this on their own, without having the opportunity to reach out to friends that care. I’ll do my best, but who he becomes, and who he loves, is ultimately up to him, just like it was with you,” I reminded him.

“I totally understand. If you need to discuss this with me any further, you have my private number to call anytime. I can always drop in out of the sky sometime on my way over this part of the country if we need face to face conversations. I think you know what to do though, without me getting involved,” Milton said, encouraged I could help Tyler.

“I’ll do my best, Sir. That I can promise you,” I assured him. He smiled all of a sudden.

“Ordinarily, when I get someone to agree to help me with an important project, I know they’ll excel at, I would normally give them a large cash amount to show my faith in what they were about to do for me. In your case, I know that would be an insult, because you’re the type of guy that would do something for the good of everyone without the slightest thought of compensation. If I’m wrong, please tell me,” Milton offered. I almost laughed.

“Milton, I only do something because it’s the right thing to do. Money is the furthest thing from my mind. It’s my heart that counts and that of the person I want to help. That’s it in its entirety,” I assured him, as we both stood up, both worn out from this discussion, and relieved and happy it was coming to an end.

“Would it be out of line to ask if I could hug you?” Milton asked. I smiled.

“It would be an honor, especially from a great looking more mature gentlemen like you, Sir,” I replied, with a little levity, but he was a damn good looking older man. “You must be the reason your sons are so hot looking,” I chided. He laughed.

“I swear they get their good looks from their mother, but I’m flattered you’d say what you did. Now I know why Tyler loves you like he does,” Milton said, as he put out his arms to hug me. He hugged me well, even patting me on the back before we broke. “If I was thirty years younger and you were around, I’d be chasing your ass all over, hoping you’d just spend a little time with me to get to know me. You are something else, Josh, for sure, in more ways than one. You’re a blessing to my children also. They’re very fortunate to have you in their lives. I’m fortunate and grateful to have you in their lives also. If I can ever help you in any way, shape or form, business wise or personal, you call me, and I promise to always do what I can for you,” Milton said, then gave me one last hug. “Gees you feel great,” he said, then shook his head like he was trying to shake off dirty thoughts. I had to chuckle.

“Hey, I love hugs, so you can hug me anytime,” I assured him. He shook his head, saying that wasn’t good for his mental health, making me laugh.

We both walked off the plane together. The two pilots were standing outside near the small terminal office, smoking cigarettes. I didn’t see Greyson or Dale around, for which I was grateful. Milton told the boys he was ready to go. He thanked me profusely one last time for our private conversation. I told him to be happy himself, not to grieve over the past, but look forward to a bright future. I actually think he thought about that, for a brief moment at least.

The two pilots climbed onboard and pulled up the steps, closing the door. A couple of minutes later, the engines started and that beautiful Gulfstream was taxiing down the taxi way. I watched as it lifted off the ground and headed for the Heavens. It was a beautiful plane, no doubt. My head was spinning as I jumped in my Jeep, relieved I had a tennis match to attend, to help distract my looming thoughts.


 
Oh, I really liked this chapter. It got me thinking quite a bit. As this story so often does.

Firstly, it's now abundantly clear that Jules is a real pain in the ass, and I can totally understand how Will lost patience with him. He just doesn't get it. He says he really loved Will, but they didn't seem to have what I'd see as a loving relationship. He's too self-centred. Will he ever change? Do we care?

Secondly, I loved how Dustin and Ethan had sex in front of their girls. Dustin and Ethan having sex is something that's a big turn-on for me, but I'd have expected it would be the opposite for the girls. But it seems not. They got turned on, and were angry when the boys wouldn't fuck them. What will the boys have to do to finally discourage those girls? If having sex didn't do it, will they have to declare that they're in love with each other? (I'm not sure if they've even declared that to each other, but it's time they did.)

Thirdly, my thoughts went off on a tangent at the mention of Mr Hathaway. Because there aren't many characters in the story whose surname we know. Josh, Conner, Cam, and now Tink and Tyler and Rod. Plus Spence and Simon of course, and who could forget Harry Bawls. Are there any others? (Not that any of that matters, of course. Just me daydreaming.)

Finally, aha! Milton confides in Josh about his concern for Tyler, based on his own personal experience. I thought Milton's story was totally credible, and I can also see why he wouldn't be prepared to speak to Tyler himself and reveal his situation to his son. He's way too deep in the closet for that. But it's a challenging thing he's asked Josh to do. I'm not sure how Josh can persuade Tyler to be his true self, and that his parents won't be devastated, without revealing what Milton told him. Or maybe, as I've wondered before, Tyler is already reflecting on his decision in light of Tink's positive experience, and having some doubts that Josh can build on. This will be interesting, but I'm sure you'll eventually get Tyler to a good place, FT.

Lots to think about. Thank you again FT for this great entertainment!

Cheers, HF
 
Just like HF commented I really enjoyed reading this chapter, FT. It got me thinking as well.

HF summed this chapter up all by himself anything I might add might muddy HF's brilliant synopsis.

I am excited for the next installment.

Brian
 
As Trinity the Tuck said, after being platinum plunger blocked in RuPaul's Drag Race All Stars 7, "Well, shit." (*S*)

I was away for a week (scout camp supervisor for boys between 8 and 10) and I come back to two chapter that are wow (*S*)

Last chapter Callihan was all fun and game while reading all that was happening around at the bar and all our Bent boys, and boy did he read :=D: even the hint to Harold's murder.

This chapter Milton Hathaway completely read his son Tyler and opened up more than we (and he) ever thought (*S*)

Then there were the lighter moments with Dustin and Ethan having sex with the girls as audience, which I didn't see coming and I enjoyed the hell out of :rotflmao: and Buzz and Jordan christening the pool :rotflmao:

Kudos to you FT, for keeping us on the edge with this story, sometimes hinting beforehand where we're going and sometimes making so unexpected yet coherent and cohesive twists and turns.

As HD said, there's lot to think about. As Brian said, I'm excited for what's coming next :corn:

As always, great work ..| so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming ..|
 
Welcome back, Thanatos our resident sage. Hope you had fun with the kiddos. That took a lot of patience.

HF did a brilliant job of summarizing this chapter. I concur with my bent bros, Brian and Thanatos that HF nailed it. I too was really surprised about Milton Hathaway. Didn't see that one coming. Wow. Josh has his work cut out for him and can't tell why. Yes, one of the lighter moments was Ethan discussing having sex in front of their girlfriends and even giving one an orgasm. I thought they would totally gross out the two women, but apparently they're kind of warped too. I'm beginning to think Ethan is over women or at least getting there. Dustin's just having fun, more interested in Ethan than anyone else, yet he goes along with Ethan to humor him. Go figure.

Thanks to HF for bringing up Harry Bawles. I had almost forgotten about Harry until he brought that name up from the past. Always liked that name, although the guy baring his name in the story was an ass if I remember. Speaking of pain in the asses, Jules is really becoming one. It's hard to feel sorry for him anymore, although he had a point, asking Josh if he'd be sad if something happened to him. Just when we want to hate him again, you have a way of humanizing him, Ft.

Thanatos is right in that this story is full of 'coherent and cohesive twists and turns'. Just when you think you might be figuring a few things out, we are shocked by what happens. We just have to see what's next and be grateful we have a next. Keep it up, FT. You now we love this. BC
 
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