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The Coming of Josh

Greetings my bellow bent bro. Damn, I'm not sure how I messed up Alex's name with Adams., HF, but thanks for pointing that out to me. I'll have to go back and revise my Word copy anyway. I made those two too similar and shouldn't have done that. I thought it might be easier because they both basically belonged to Clay, Adam straight and Alex gay. I should have caught that when I proof read the chapter. Sorry about that. I hope it didn't create too much confusion.

Anyway, this next chapter talks about some of what Rod and crew might have to do to keep happy in some sense of the word. I hope it wasn't too crazy. Then there's another story someone else has to tell Josh on their way to Key West that's interesting and explains why this individual is the way he is. I hope you like this one as well. Already working on the next chapter as they arrive in Key West.

Have a great weekend and I'll be back to you the first of the week if all goes well. Huggs, FT
 
Chapter 812 – Substitute Pussy and A Sad Love Story

Based on the text that Rod received from Mary Ann, it seemed like war had been declared. It seemed evident she was trying to sabotage our Grand Victorian project she had been so proud to direct for us in the decorating area. I took her current actions to mean she was no longer willing to participate in that project and had taken it upon herself to sabotage the work she had done already. I asked Rod if there was any reason to believe the information she was working on before he kicked her to the curb was false or misleading. He said to his knowledge all that was good and couldn’t imagine what was wrong with the measurements she sent Woody earlier this afternoon.

“That’s because they were correct and now she’s trying to tell us their not to put us behind in the project if we have to start over. That’s bullshit. I’m going to tell Woody she’s lying about what she sent him not being right. I’ll have him ignore the e-mail and tell him she has nothing to do with the project anymore. We’ll pay them what we owe them and then we’re done with her and her partners-in-crime for good,” I told him. He asked me if I trusted what she sent. “It seems to reason she would have sent the correct ones thinking your dick was coming home to her pussy for good, when in fact, you banished her pussy from your dick instead. This is just a way to get back at us, confuse us, make us start all over not knowing if the information is correct or not. We’re not playing that game. We’ll assume she was honest up until you told her goodbye for good. Make sense to you?” I asked Rod. He scratched his nuts saying, he guessed it did.

I got on the phone and called Woody. He was excited to hear me but wondered why I called on a Sunday night when I was going to see him the next day. I told him he received an e-mail from Mary Ann this afternoon for the final calculations for the material that we’d need for the GV. Then I told him he might have received another one this evening saying the information was wrong and she was going to have to do some further calculations but not to use what she sent him. “I got the first e-mail, but I haven’t looked at my e-mail since then. I can’t do anything with it until tomorrow anyway, but I do appreciate having it so I can get on it first thing in the morning and get the stuff rolling to get it all installed. I kind of have a friend over and we were just having a little fun skinny dipping in the pool if you know what I mean. I don’t need the stuff tonight, Josh,” Woody replied. I chuckled saying ‘lucky him’. He chuckled. I told him there had been a major blowup this evening with Mary Ann and she was no longer involved with the project. The information he received this afternoon should be the last info coming from her. I also told him if she tried to reach him, just to ignore any further emails, texts and phone calls. I told him to block her from every form of communication. “Damn, you guys must have had one hell of a blowup if it’s that serious. No problem with me as I never really liked the woman anyway, but Rod seemed pretty enamored with her,” Woody replied.

“Yeh, well I think Rod is finally seeing the light when it comes to pussy trying to control you. He says he’s ready to join our team. In fact, I think I’m about to get a hotter from the boy as we speak for helping to get him out of the mess he was in with Mary Ann,” I replied. Rod was protesting in the background with the rest of the guys laughing. I heard Rod say, ‘you can’t tell him that.’ Hey, Woody thought it was funny and he new better than that anyway. I told Woody I hoped his friend was well hung and that he had a good time swimming. He laughed. “Oh yeh, Josh. Going to be a good night. I’ll get on that stuff in the morning and possibly call you if what she sent looks weird. We’ll figure it out. Consider all communication done with her. She no longer exists working with our company anymore. Have a safe fight down, and I’ll see you sometime tomorrow,” he told me as he presumably got back to business with his friend naked in the pool. I chuckled as I told the guys what he was up to.

“Why did you tell him I was about to give you a BJ, Josh? Now he thinks I’m gay,” Rod teasingly protested. I told Rod that Woody knew better although Rod should seriously consider changing teams for what he’d just gone through. “You’re probably right, but I don’t think I’m ready for that, and not quite sure I ever will be, but it’s a nice effort on your part to make me feel welcome if I do,” he replied half-serious. I was even a little surprised. I noticed he grabbed another beer while I was on the phone with Woody.

“You still sober or are you getting drunk? He looked at me and smiled.

“I’m very mellow right now, to tell you the truth. I feel like this enormous load has been lifted off my shoulders, and I don’t have to kill myself trying to please a woman I can’t stand. Damn if that’s not liberating to feel. Wow, all the bullshit is behind us. Sorry if I fucked up your deal, Wes, Lonnie. But, I think you saw it coming too. When Mary Ann controls the other two and is the Queen Bee, it’s pretty much all or nothing. Dang it though, what are we going to do for sex? I mean my hand is my best friend, but that gets boring at times. Going to be a big dry spell for awhile unless we can get some of our gay friends to help us out,” Rod suggested looking my way.

“Hey, I’m not your girlfriend, and certainly don’t have any obligation to take care of your sexual needs. I think what I’ve done for you guys is way over and above already and now just saving your ass from female persecution. You guys can help each other out,” I suggested. Rod looked at Wes and Lonnie who looked like deer in headlights.

“Wo, we need to think through this very carefully now,” Lonnie jumped in. We all love BJ’s but none of us have any experience with that, and I’m not so sure we could even possibly make ourselves do that,” he replied. I knew that was a lie as I’d seen him loose a bet to Dylan before and had to suck Dylan’s cock. I reminded him of that. “Okay, you got me there, maybe one time or possibly two, or maybe there were more, I can’t really remember. I think it was one of those things I didn’t want to remember,” Lonnie said rather sheepishly.

“Okay, I can help us out, but one of you guys has to help me out too,” Wes chimed in. I looked at him and smiled. Rod asked him what the fuck he meant by that. “Well, I kind of developed a little talent when I spent some time over here with all of Josh’s friends. I can suck cock, if you really want to know. In fact, all those I took care of said I was one of the best,” Wes said with a huge smile. “I don’t know what it is, but damn, I really like the feel of a male penis in my mouth and my tongue and lips just kind of take over and just pleasure the hell out of those that have asked me for a favor in that area,” Wes explained somewhat guarded.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. You like the feel of a dude’s penis in your mouth? Seriously? How do you keep from gagging or throwing up when you do that?” Rod asked almost blown away.

“I know it sounds crazy, but it just seems natural to me for some reason. And, I have to say, what the guys tell me whatever seems to be natural to me and I enjoy when sucking them off, drives them almost insane with the orgasm it gives them,” Wes replied. Rod looked to me immediately. I shook my head ‘yes’ as did Jake. Terry was about to burst out laughing. I wasn’t sure if Terry had experienced Wes or not.

“Josh, have you ever been sucked off by Wes?” Rod asked me. “Be truthful now,” he said. I smiled.

“Rod, as I stand here before you, he is one of the best cocksuckers you could ever have suck your dick. I swear you see stars and cum gallons. He’s one of the best if not the best I’ve ever experienced,” I replied. Rod looked dumbfounded. Rod looked to Jake and Jake nodded his head in agreement with me.

“Son of a ‘B’. Wes, are you really gay, and were just having fun pussy diving with us for shits and giggles?” Rod asked, still struggling to believe the guy he thought was a straight stud could not only suck cock but was one of the best cocksuckers out there. “I mean I’ve watched you slam that cock of yours into Sue’s pussy too many times in ways that were hotter than hell, even go down on her and eat her pussy driving her half crazy. There’s no way you aren’t straight, buddy,” Rod replied.

“I’m not gay, but I’m not totally straight either. I can suck you and fuck you, but I don’t take it up the ass. Tried that one time,” he said looking over to me, “but that didn’t work for me. I can fuck boy ass though, and am damn good at that also. I guess you could say I’m bi-sexual, able to go either way with whomever I’m with. I’m just a sexual being and why limit yourself to just one gender when you can enjoy anyone,” Wes replied. Rod was still shocked.

“I like that train of thought. I wouldn’t mind being that way myself. I mean it sure beats having to put up with horrible cunts like we’ve been doing,” Lonnie replied. Rod about lost it.

“I can’t believe I’m hearing you two. OMG, who the hell am I living with?” Rod asked himself.

“Guy,s you can have a lot of fun with it if you ask me,” Jake teased. Rod took another long swig of beer shaking his head in disbelief.
 
Chapter 812 - B

“Lonnie, you’re just fucked up. Don’t even go there. Wes, okay, if you’re that good a cocksucker then prove it to me. Suck my cock and make me see stars,” Rod replied. Wes looked at me. I shrugged my shoulders and told him to have at it. It wouldn’t bother us in the least and it would take the stress off Rod for the meantime anyway.

Wes got on his knees and spread Rod’s legs apart as Rod sat on the couch beside Lonnie. Wes slid down Rod’s undies and exposed his cock and balls. Rod was totally flaccid, in total denial this was going to be any good at all, but thinking he was calling Wes’ bluff. The rest of us knew better, well maybe except for Lonnie but he was betting on it to be great for his own interest. Rod’s flaccid cock was only about an inch and a half in length with little girth in that condition. Wes grabbed it between his thumb and forefinger on his right hand. Wes looked at it as he wiggled it around. “That all you have to work with?” Wes teased as he smiled up at Rod. Rod told him not to insult him, just suck his cock as he was a grower, not a shower. Wes chuckled, as did the rest of us. He licked it a few times and ran his tongue over Rod’s cum slit as it started to grow. Rod seemed interested like there just might be something to what Wes was trying to tell him. Rod continued to get hard and started growing and filling out some in the process. “Now we have something decent to work with,” Wes said holding onto Rod’s dick and admiring the process so far. Then Wes licked Rod’s balls and swirled them around in his mouth, giving them his tongue’s attention. Now Rod really got hard.

“Damn, Wes, so far this is pretty damn good, I have to say. Never expected anything like this in a million years,” Rod uttered as we could tell he was starting to really enjoy the experience. Lonnie was watching very closely and soon had his hand in his briefs slowing stroking his own large cock which was evident by the way it was stretching his briefs. Rod’s head was back by now and his eyes closed. He was breathing rather heavily. Lonnie’s eyes were fixated on Wes’ meticulous attention to pleasuring Rod’s cock. We were all semi-aroused watching Wes pleasure Rod’s cock. It was almost like you could feel what Rod was feeling as you watched Wes make love to Rod’s penis. “Oh, Wes, how could I have ever doubted you. Oh, this is fantastic, buddy. OMG, this is wild,” Rod uttered as he put his hands on Wes’ head as if to guide him or help him with the process. Wes made Rod’s cock totally disappear, deep throating him. Wes would do some shallow dives really slobbering all over Rod’s cock to keep it good and lubed, then do a couple of deep dives, almost driving Rod to madness, his legs shaking on the couch. Finally, it was like Rod took control with both hands on Wes’ head as he started thrusting his cock in and out of Wes’s mouth. Wes knew just how to handle that as Rod almost lost control wanting to breed Wes’ mouth in the worst way as if he had to, his balls churning with the feeling of an explosion slowing working up his cock. Finally Rod’s face was contorted as he yelled out and jammed Wes’ mouth down on his cock. “OMG, OMG, OMG, MOTHER FUCKER, SHIT,” he uttered with a contorted face, his body trembling as he had to unload in Wes’s mouth. Wes held his lips in place until Rod was done convulsing his sperm in Wes’ mouth. Wes had this devious smile on his face that almost made me want to chuckle. Rod went limp, totally limp, his hands laying on the couch beside him, almost lifeless to look at in his post orgasm state. Finally, Wes came off Rod’s cock as it fell limp over on his leg. Wes then deposited Rod’s sperm, letting it drool out of his mouth onto Rod’s pubes of all places. Rod finally noticed where his swimmers were and made a contorted face, like Wes had made a mess in his pubes. Wes patted his thighs then asked him if that was good enough. “OMG where the hell have you been all this time. We could have ditched those bitches ages ago had we known we had someone of your talent in our midst. Lonnie, that was unbelievable. It blew my mind and I did see stars. That was undeniably the best orgasm I’ve ever had. It’s crazy, dude, just crazy.” Rod remarked shaking his head. I got up and gave Rod a couple of paper towels to clean up his mess in his pubes. He had an unbelievable amount of cum in his pubes. That boy came like a fire hose, the BJ was that powerful.

By now, Lonnie’s cock was out of his undies and at full mast, all 8 plus inches of it. “Uh, do you think you might be able to do me too?” he asked sheepishly. Wes looked at him and smiled, then moved between his legs and grabbed onto that large dick of Lonnie’s with his right hand while cradling his big balls with his left hand making Lonnie sigh.

“Now I really have something to work with now,” Wes chided. He went to work on Lonnie’s cock, not forgetting his balls which he seemed to covet as well. We could almost see Lonnie melt from the pleasure he felt. He was so into it. Even Rod was blown away watching Wes at work. Rod was mesmerized by the meticulous attention Wes gave to Lonnie’s big dick. Wes said he really loved the feel of Lonnie’s mushroom head in his mouth. He told Lonnie he’d been wanting to suck Lonnie’s cock ever since the first time he saw him naked. Wes said certain cocks just intrigued him all the more, and Lonnie’s was one of them. Lonnie said he wished Wes would have asked to suck him off as they would have done that a long time ago if that were the case. Rod gave Lonnie a strange look as if to wonder if Lonnie didn’t have some interest in our team. I just smiled. Lonnie soon had that same contorted face that Rod had before he blew his load. He instinctively had his hands on Wes’ head again as Wes worked that mighty cock of his. Lonnie’s head was moving back and forth, his body shaking. Wes worked that dick harder and slicked it up more running his tongue around and over the head of Lonnie’s cock as he jerked his shaft. Lonnie was writhing all over the couch. Wes, being the expert skilled cocksucker he was, knew just when to come of the head of Lonnie’s dick and let him shoot that large load of his straight up in the air, several salvos of strings of cum went airborne and fell back to Lonnie’s abs. Wes kept jacking that cock until Lonnie’s body just fell limp. He sucked the residual cum from his cock, and smacked his lips. Rod and Lonnie sat there in a daze.

“F U U U C C C K K K. I can’t believe what just happened,” Lonnie finally broke his silence and uttered as he appeared lifeless on the couch. I threw him some paper towels to clean himself up. They laid there a few moments before he used them.

Wes looked around the room at the rest of us. “Anyone else?” he asked. We all just chuckled telling him we already knew what his capabilities were. He didn’t have to prove anything to us. He smiled. “Okay then, mission accomplished. There is life and intense orgasms without bitches. Am I right?” he practically yelled at Rod and Lonnie who finally agreed he proved his point. “So, now who’s going to return the favor for me?” he asked. There were two nervous boys all of a sudden.

“I thought you liked doing it to other dudes,” Rod commented. Wes smiled.

“Yes, but I also like getting my cock sucked in return or fuck a boy ass, which are the only two options available to us at the moment. So, what’s it going to be boys, one of you suck my cock or let me fuck your ass? Hey, my dick needs relief just like yours did,” Wes explained to the two. There was dead silence. Crickets.

“You do it, Rod. You need the experience,” Lonnie suggested. Rod looked flabbergasted.

“Wait, what’s this experience shit, like you have experience?” Rod asked Lonnie who blushed, thinking maybe he shouldn’t have said anything. “Well, since you’re experienced let’s see how good a job you can do then,” Rod suggested. Lonnie looked like he just put his foot in his mouth.

“Hey, it was only a few times mainly from bets I lost with Dylan. He said I did good though,” Lonnie replied. Rod rolled his eyes, telling him to get with it then. Wes got up and sat naked on the couch his cock half hard in expectation of getting it sucked off. Lonnie got down on his knees and crawled between Wes’ legs and took Wes’ penis in his hand. We all watched as it began to grow and harden in Lonnie’s grasp. “Damn, Wes, you got a decent dick here boy, not that I notice things like that. Nice girth. No wonder Sue liked you so much,” Lonnie commented as he gently stroked it, looking it over to see where he might need to start. “I think your cock is thicker than Tyler’s actually,” Lonnie again commented.

“Oh, so you’ve had Tyler’s cock in your hands also or maybe it was in your mouth for some bet you lost to him,” Rod chided. Lonnie looked embarrassed, but scoffed at Rod’s remark, telling him it was ages ago when they were in high school and some of the guys on the football team were comparing cocks in the locker room after practice. Then he said it was actually not long before Tyler left for Key West with me that last time when he didn’t come back.

“Tyler asked me to feel his cock and compare it to mine. We both got hard stroking each other’s cocks and compared them. His was decent, but mine was longer and thicker,” Lonnie explained. Rod was almost beside himself that Lonnie would even do such a thing. “Hey we were drunk and just playing around. We weren’t getting any pussy that night, so no big deal. We just jerked off and relieved our balls. Guys have to do that once in a while, Rod. Damn, you ought to know,” Lonnie replied somewhat tired of answering Rod’s questions as if he was getting too personal.
 
Chapter 812 - C

“Are you going to suck this cock or just play with it?” Wes asked. “If you’re not going to suck it, then I’m going to fuck your ass and cum inside you,” Wes told him making Lonnie grimace and the rest of us laugh.

“Okay, okay, I’m on it. Just felt kind of nice in my hand here as I stroked it,” he replied looking up at Wes. Wes told him it’d feel a whole lot better to him if Lonnie would put it in his mouth and suck it.

Lonnie finally started gingerly licking Wes’ shaft, the bottom, then the sides, then down over his balls, moving Wes’ balls to the side to lick his taint as Wes had done to him. Wes started to sigh, telling him he was doing good so far, but every so often when sucking a dick you needed to remember to lick the balls and suck each one into your mouth one at a time for larger balls like his. Lonnie looked like he was taking all this in and cradled Wes’ balls than ran his saliva slickened tongue all over those beautiful orbs. Wes was ecstatic with Lonnie’s attention.

“Oh, Lonnie, how can you do that, dude? I mean it’s a dude’s dick, a real penis on another dude. I don’t know how you can do what you’re doing,” Rod remarked. Lonnie looked at him and shook his head.

“Rod, quit being such a puss. It’s just skin. It’s not like you’re sticking your tongue into a stinky pussy or anything. Yeh, there’s a little bit of precum, but it tastes okay and it’s not fishy smelly pussy juice for shit’s sake. The dick is clean and kind of neat feeling it in your mouth like Wes said,” Lonnie replied. The rest of us chuckled enjoying the sight of a presumably straight dude sucking off another dude who’s gender preference was debatable at this point.

Lonnie started to see how far down he could go on Wes’ cock. He was doing a fairly decent job as Wes coached him through the process. He had his nose in Wes’ pubes a couple of times, gagged and came off it. Wes chuckled, but then told him he’d get used to it. Rod again rolled his eyes. Lonnie seemed proud he was able to do what he did as Wes congratulated him. I was beginning to think Lonnie was really getting into this. Poor Rod, I thought to myself. I was sure, in his mind, he was seeing his masculinity fading away. He was sure intent watching what Lonnie was doing. Wes told Lonnie to step up the sucking and jacking as he was getting close. Lonnie did as asked, and in mere seconds Lonnie came off Wes’s cock as he felt the first salvos of cum hit the inside of his mouth. He came off that cock quick as Wes shot a strong stream of cum into the air. I had to chuckle as Lonnie had to get a taste of that for sure. He wasn’t saying but I saw him swallow. Lonnie kept jerking Wes’ dick until he was sure he had all the cum out. Wes finally had to stop him, his cock getting sensitive. The dick fell over on Wes’ thigh and leaked out a small stream of sperm. Wes told Lonnie he could lick it off his thigh if he wanted. Lonnie passed, saying he’d done too much already. Wes just chuckled. I threw Wes a paper towel to wipe up his mess.

“Lonnie, that wasn’t a bad job at all. Damn, you made me cum hard, dude. Nice going,” Wes told him making Lonnie smile with pride.

“Oh, gees, what we all just did is so gay. It’s the gayest thing we’ve ever done. Is there no hope for us?” Rod sighed. The rest of us laughed.

“At least we know we can take care of each other now if we have to. We’re not beholding to any girl to get off in a good way,” Wes said. Rod wasn’t so sure, but he said he did think that was one hell of a BJ and wondered how Wes became so talented. “I just did to you what I think feels best for me. Guys know what they like and how they like to be sucked. Women have no idea what it’s like to have your cock sucked by someone that knows what they’re doing. You just can’t explain it to them and if you could, they wouldn’t stick your dick in their mouths anyway. It’s nice we can take control and do what we like,” Wes added. We all agreed on that one.

With all the cocksucking over and the cum soaked pubes and bodies, I suggested we all hit the showers, then they needed to go home as Jake and I had some serious sex to get to before I left town again tomorrow morning. Those of us with briefs still on stripped on our way to the shower. Rod said he was excited to use our shower again as it had been ages since he got a great shower here with us. I smacked his bare ass on our way, making him giggle.

“You know, hanging out this way like you guys do is so relaxing and fun. Yeh, it’s probably a little gay but who gives a shit if it’s fun. I have to admit, getting my cock sucked from you and Wes in just a short period of time is almost enough for me to swear off pussy,” he chided as I turned on the water for all the guys. I had to wash Rod’s back for him. I knew he wanted my finger up his ass also, but I acted like I forgot, prompting him to remind me. I told him he was turning into such a slut. I soaped up his ass crack and stuck my finger up his hole massaging his prostate which he swore almost made him cum again. I just chuckled. I couldn’t get over how much Rod liked anal play but didn’t want anything to do with anal intercourse. I guess to a straight guy, the mere thought of a dude’s cock up your ass would make you squeamish. I got started too early before developing any phobias about that kind of thing.

We all got a little handsy in the shower. Lonnie seemed to really be enjoying himself as I was sure all of us got a feel of that large cock of his. He had a nice pair of balls that felt good cradling too. I swear had we bent over in front of him, he may have impaled one or two of us. He was a horny dude at that, and proud of that large cock that swung between his legs. We finally turned the water off and dried off. Rod, Wes and Lonnie got dressed and headed home where they said they would stay and never venture to the girl’s apartment again. I told him he might think about hiring a security guard. He got serious asking me if I thought he should. I just told him to keep an eye on things as Em already showed us she was out for blood by sending that email to Woody. He agreed saying maybe he needed some cameras around the place. I told him Garth was great at that stuff and had all the material the CIA would use if he needed anything that sophisticated. Rod said he’d think about it. We got hugs, then the three of them took off.

Terry said he was shot and was going to bed. Jake and I both gave him a hug and kiss as we tenderly massaged his genitalia making him chuckle, but sigh. We told him it was nice having him here with us. Terry said he was extremely appreciative to be here. I told him to take good care of Jake for me while I was gone. He seemed a little embarrassed but thanked me again for sharing Jake with him. I told him it was my pleasure as I wanted to make sure he was in great shape when I got home. The two of them laughed. I did tell Terry that if Colt happened to move in here with him that wouldn’t disappoint me at all. Terry just smiled.

Jake and I crawled into bed naked and couldn’t get enough of each other for over an hour even though we were tired to begin with. We managed to share a couple of loads resulting from a couple of intense orgasms we gave one another until we were totally wiped out. As we settled down in each other’s arms I told him about Alex’s story. Jake said that was one of the most beautiful stories he’d ever heard. I told him I had to agree with him. I also told him I thought Clay and Alex were very much in love which pleased me to no end. Jake was elated to hear they were so happy together. Then I told him about Troy and Jace and how Jace was four years younger than Troy just having turned 18. Jake wanted to know if that might be a problem. I told him it could if Jace wasn’t mature emotionally. I told him that Jace was certainly physically mature and could definitely get his cock hard as it had been most of the time he was with us at Gay Night. Jake got a kick out of that. I told him I wasn’t sure what Troy was going to do, whether he’d pursue a friendship with Jace to see if it led to anything else, but I thought he might give it a shot since he figured Terry was more interested in Colt than him.

“Speaking of love, I think Terry has the bug for Colt big time, Josh. He spent a good portion of the afternoon with him talking and showing him exercises to help him with swimming. He’s never done that with anyone else that I can remember. He was really getting tired of Johan and when Uri arrived, he was definitely ready to get out of there and used that as an excuse. Terry said they were never romantically involved, but did enjoy sex together fairly often. He did say that Johan was not a very passionate lover, but was more mechanical always thinking of new positions or something to do differently to create more intense orgasms. Terry said sex with Johan was interesting, but that was all it was. He said he missed the passion he had with us. He just knew there was something more wonderful out there like what we have,” Jake explained. I gave him a heartfelt kiss.

“Can’t ever beat what we have, Jake. But I hope Terry can find something close for sure,” I replied. Jake said he did also as he was the greatest friend ever. “I agree and I’m glad the two of you can share some passion when I’m not here and even when the two of us are here like last night. That’s always fun,” I told him. I got kissed for that statement.
 
Chapter 812 - D

I don’t know where the night went, but the morning came way too early for me. The only consolation to having a short night was the fact I could see myself taking a nap on the plane as we skyed down to Key West. Then I thought I had James and Tom sleeping with me tonight, but that would only be one night and I could possibly get some rest tomorrow even during the day, which probably wouldn’t happen. Oh well, I told the boys goodbye as they headed to work and I headed to the airport with my light go-bag, since clothes weren’t that needed down there at least while relaxing at the PF. I did love it there, relaxing naked outdoors and watching all the hot guys there that I had no idea who they were, but sure as hell enjoyed looking at them. For a dude that loved guy watching like at an airport, it was like guy watching on steroids taking in guys at the PF in all their naked glory. I was thinking as fast as this trip was going to be for Tom and James, it would be great getting a little bit of time to spend with them especially in an intimate way. Then I thought Mal was probably going to be pissed at me for not taking him along, but it was just too crazy a trip to work all that out.

Tex and Jasper were there at the airport when I arrived and locked up my Jeep. Dale and Cal were there also and gave me hugs and kisses. Jasper said he liked the crew I had as they were very friendly with their hugging and kissing. “Just keep that big dick away from my captains, Jasper, as I don’t want those asses ruined before I get my dick in them,” I chided. He laughed, shaking his head.

“See what I mean about Josh?” Tex asked Jasper. “He’s a crazy one, but crazy fun. Just gotta love him. With any luck we may get to,” Tex chided. I wasn’t sure what he had in mind, but the mental picture I conjured up in my mind almost made my dick hard.

We heard James announce the Latitude was downwind. The five of us watched whoever was flying it make a beautiful landing and reverse the thrust of the engines making a nice roar that I loved to hear. I swear Dale and Cal almost got a boner just watching the landing and taxi to the ramp. The engines shut down and Tom and James emerged in their uniforms. I told them they should have dressed casual.

“Hell, Josh, we have the CEO on board today. We have to look sharp in our uniforms,” Tom told me as he gave me a huge hug and kiss then passed me over to James who did the same. I told them I really admired them even more naked without any uniforms. That got a laugh, but they said there was ample opportunity for that on this trip. Jasper and Tex looked at each other and smiled, as if they couldn’t wait to see these two hotties naked. Dale and Cal got hugs from Tom and James also, then I introduced them to Tex and Jasper who they looked over from head to toe.

“Oh don’t worry, you’ll get to see the whole package once we relax at the PF in case you were wondering,” Tex told Tom and James, getting a reaction out of them. Even Dale and Cal chuckled, saying Tex was quite popular at the PF, but they hadn’t seen Jasper yet. Jasper told them he was even better than Tex. That got a few Wow’s.

“Here’s what I thought since we have the SE City and Uni aviation departments here together at the moment. James and I will take you down to Kew West today and remain there overnight. We will look at the two or three King Airs the brokers flew in for us to see and possibly make a decision on whether to buy them and keep them there. We’ll also interview some pilots that Greg has lined up for us to talk to this afternoon and tomorrow morning. We’ll fly out of there tomorrow late afternoon as we have a charter to pick up in Miami to fly to Chicago so we’ll be back in the City some time later tomorrow evening. Josh, you decide when you want to come back and we’ll have a charter for Dale and Cal to take down that way somewhere then join you the afternoon or evening before you decide you want to come home. We’ll get them down there early enough to have a little R&R so don’t fret, boys,” Tom told Dale and Cal, making them smile. Do you think that works for you, Josh?” he asked. I told Tom he was a master at Logistics and covering all the bases. He thanked me for that, but said every mile counted in this game. I loved the way he thought. “We can talk more on the trip down there as we have a lot to discuss, I’m sure,” Tom added. I told him I had questions for the two of them also. “Okay, boys, load up and let’s sky out of here for even warmer temps and fun in the sun,” he stated.

We threw our go-bags in the luggage compartment of the Latitude. Dale and Cal jumped in the plane quickly saying they had to sit in the cockpit just to soak up the atmosphere it was such a beautiful plane. Tom and James got a kick out of that, but they deeply cared for my guys. Tom and James were Dale and Cal’s big brothers in every aspect and deeply loved by all.

We hugged our Uni crew goodbye then James shut the door on the Latitude and latched it. Tom signaled to Dale to remove the wheel chocks then started up the engines. Tex and Jasper sat opposite of one another and I took the smaller couch, intending to stretch out and take a nap at some time during the trip. We strapped ourselves in then and were ready to go. I was used to the King Airs, having flown on those lately with Dale and Cal, and hadn’t been in the Latitude for some time. Damn if it didn’t feel like I was being thrust into outer space when we took off, the power was so much different than the King Air. Still, I had a special fondness of the King Airs and their roominess compared to our Citations. But the thrust was unbelievable. Even Tex commented on the Latitudes power compared to the King Air, telling Jasper he’d get to see the difference if we were coming back in the King Air. Jasper said he was just impressed to death that he was flying in a private jet period as he’d only been on commercial airliners before.

When we leveled off at Flight Level 51, 51,000 feet, Jasper and Tex couldn’t believe how high we were, almost 10 miles high above the earth. I had to chuckle telling them they could join the 10 Mile-High Club if they wanted to as long as I got to watch. They laughed.

“Watch hell, you have to be in there with us, Josh. No spectating for something like that,” Tex told me with Jasper agreeing. “Wait, do you have oxygen masks on this plane” I told them we did and where they came out if they were deployed, but told them also that at this altitude they weren’t of any use anyway. “Why wouldn’t they be?” Tex asked. I told him if we lost cabin pressure at this altitude their heads would immediately explode leaving the oxygen masks unneeded. “Well that’s a hell of a comforting thought,” Tex replied. I just laughed at them.

“I have to say, this is one hell of a way to travel. Sure as hell beats the airlines. I mean, talk about luxury pure and simple,” Jasper remarked. I told them we had coffee, soft drinks, beer, sandwiches and snacks on board if they got hungry for anything. Jasper couldn’t believe it. “So what’s Stoney Aviation like? I mean how many planes and what all do you do?” Jasper asked with Tex wondering also. He’d been on one of our King Airs but didn’t really know what all we had.

“Well, Tom and James, sitting up front and driving this jet are the two guys running our aviation department. I think we have four Citations jets now, this being the largest and most luxurious. We also have a Falcon Tri-Jet that will handle a lot of people. It’s like a small airliner. Then we have two King Airs domiciled in Uni that are leased to the University when they’re available that the FBO operator, Greyson, runs for the University. We also have a six-place twin Cessna 310 for small jaunts here and there and also leased to the University. We take charters all over the continental US, and from what Tom and James tell me, everything is booked all the time and we could use more aircraft which is what I’m looking at with them in Key West. We’re starting up a charter service between Key West and Miami and Ft. Lauderdale. According to our research there is a strong demand for that service so we’re starting it with two or three King Airs that will haul more people than our smaller jets do. We use the jets mainly for corporate charters and have a shared lease program with several corporations that have us at their disposal. It’s cheaper for them to buy into our program than it is for them to have their own aviation department with planes and pilots unless they use them everyday when most corporations just use them occasionally. Tom and James haul in one hell of amount of money through our leasing program which really covers all our fixed costs. They we charge the corporations a lesser charge per hour because they have a lease with us with takes care of our fixed costs. It’s less expensive for our corporate customers and very profitable for us. It’s a win-win program the two of them put together,” I explained.

“Do you have any trouble getting pilots to keep up with your demand?” Tex asked. I smiled, telling them Tom and James have been able to hire some great pilots although I did tell them that I hired our Tri-Jet pilot at the PF. That blew them away and I had to explain Dallas and Cody’s wedding I threw them at the PF. They were completely blown away with that. “So are Tom and James gay also?” Tex asked. I smiled.

“Of course they are and hot as hell too,” I replied. Tex said he could definitely see they were hot for sure then asked if I’d ever had sex with them. Again I smiled. I told them I didn’t kiss and tell, but the three of us would be sleeping with one another tonight. That raised their eyebrows some, both shaking their heads thinking how sweet that would be.
 
Chapter 812 - E

I got up to see if Tom and James needed anything to eat or drink. I was on my knees between my sexy hot pilots. “Thought you might show up eventually,” Tom told me. I told him I couldn’t keep myself away from them as they were like a sexual magnet that lured me in. They both laughed. “Now, Josh, I think you have a whole stable of those guys. You don’t need us for that,” Tom replied. I told him that he and Tom they were my favorites though. “Okay, that will get you some extra hot sex tonight. You know the only reason we stayed over was to have a night in bed with you. Otherwise, we’d have been out of here later this evening. It’s been ages since we’d slept together and that was far too long ago. Got to start meeting more often,” Tom replied. I told him it wasn’t like he didn’t have a jet to get around to where he could find me. He laughed. “We got too busy, Josh. We really have some serious growing pains now. This thing we’re about to do in Key West is small potatoes to what we should be doing elsewhere. James and I like it because it is a way to do a regular schedule from Key West to two different destinations that are almost guaranteed full capacity and excellent profit. We’ve been talking to Greg there in Key West and he agrees. He’s worked on the numbers and I swear he’s excited. By the way, we’re going to need a manager and ground handler in Key West and I think we could convince Greg to join us. He pretty much told Dale and Cal, when they were here with you last week, that he’d love to be part of us,” Tom remarked.

“Yes, he talked to me also last week and said he really admired our company and was looking forward to working with us. Maybe we should make that a working ‘FOR’ us,” I replied. Tom said he was sharp and knew his stuff, plus he said he wasn’t bad looking at all either. I chuckled. “I swear you two don’t miss a thing,’ I replied.

“Dale and Cal said they wouldn’t kick him out of bed. Oh, by the way, Felix and Rick said to tell you hello. I swear those two fuck up a storm when they’re not on duty, but they are extremely efficient workers also. I just love Rick to death for what he’s been able to do for us scheduling and customer service wise. He’s completely trained Felix also, and gives him hell if he doesn’t do something just the way Rick tells him to. I feel sorry for Felix at times, even telling him if Rick gets too bossy to let me know. He just laughs and says that’s just Rick and he loves him regardless. Oh, I heard you taught them how to fuck even, Josh,” Tom commented, then chuckled. I rolled my eyes.

“Hey, they were just having a little problem getting started and Rick was a little too anxious. I swear he must be a needy bottom. Felix just needed some help penetrating Rick’s ass and the two of them asked, well begged, me to help them. We got them going and the rest is history,” I explained to Tom and James who were grinning from ear to ear.

“Well, they’re still making history in case you needed to know, and they love you for helping them out. Great guys both of them. I feel sorry for Felix on occasion as I think he’d like to bottom more than Rick, the needy bottom, will let him. Rick is definitely a power bottom I’m sure,” Tom explained. I asked them which one was the dominate bottom in their relationship. James rolled his eyes as Tom looked over to him. “That one sitting next to me, of course. That’s why I’m glad we’re sleeping with you tonight as I’d like to get a dick up my ass more than I ever get too. But, I can’t help but love and definitely want to make him happy so there you are,” Tom confessed. I told them I was proud of them both, but didn’t want to see them having to work so hard. “So, I’ve got some ideas on that, which I’ll share with you while we’re here, but not tonight as that’s our time,” Tom explained. I told him it was a date.

They already had coffee so they didn’t need anything. Tom told me we only had a couple more hours and we’d be there. We’d be landing around 1:00, early afternoon. I thought that sounded good to me. I kissed each one of them on the cheek then headed back to my seat. Tex and Jasper were asleep so I didn’t bother them. I took a short nap myself, then grabbed a soft drink as my two other passengers finally woke up. I asked them if they wanted anything to drink, and passed out some soft drinks and pretzels to them. We passed on the sandwiches thinking since we’d be there early afternoon, we’d grab a hamburger there at the airport diner across the street from the FBO.

Tex asked me what I wanted him to work on while he was here. I told him to spend time with Frank to get an overall knowledge of the management of the PF. Tex was excited about that idea. I told him also to get a good look at the layout of the new Phallic Palace also so he knew where everything was going especially the common areas like steam room, maze, sauna, swimming pools, snack bar, movie room, sling room, etc. I said he could get a layout of the area from Woody. Jasper said he had it also and would download it to Tex’s laptop, since he would be working with Hudson and Buzz. Tex said anytime he got the opportunity to work with Jasper was a plus. They looked at each other and smiled. I shook my head.

“Try to keep your dicks out of one another long enough to get some work done, please,” I asked. They told me pleasure would come after the work was done. I liked the thought of that.

“Of course I need to give Jasper a thorough tour of the PF when we have time. He needs to see what all the excitement is about,” Tex said with a huge smile. I hope Frank got a supply in of the Magnum condoms we like to use to fuck with. We’re going to have to try out some strange ass while we’re there,” Tex stated with a huge smile. “I told Jasper the ass there was fantastic, that they just practically bent over in front of you and begged you to impale them. I’ve never seen or experienced anything like it. It’s crazy, but crazy fun,” Tex commented.

“Can’t wait to find out. From what Tex told me, you could pretty much walk around the place with a stiff cock as much hot dick and ass there is to see. I can’t begin to comprehend what that’s like. It’s the wildest thing I’ve ever heard of,” Jasper replied.

“So what’s the deal with you guys and Lucky? You keeping him happy?” I had to ask. They looked at one another and smiled.

“Hey, Lucky’s a cool dude. He’s also got a nice ass and cock to have some fun with. No strings attached, just fun. It’s fun to get together with him,” Jasper replied. Tex said he definitely agreed.

“So you both seem to be ‘no strings attached’ kind of guys. You like sex, but you’re not the relationship kind of guys. Was there something in your past that discouraged you about relationships?” I asked curiously wondering why neither one of them seemed to be into looking for a long-term relationship.

“As for me, I think I told you before, I was so busy with working all different shifts at the hotel that I really didn’t have time to date. The guys I met were mainly transient staying at the hotel, so none of them ever developed into longer term relationships. There was this one guy I worked with at the hotel that we hooked up a few times, forged a friendship, but really didn’t have time for much outside of work. We mainly got together at the hotel. We’d find a room that had been checked out of that had two beds where only one person had stayed in, looked to see when housekeeping would be cleaning there and we’d just jump in that for a quickie when we could. Worked out pretty good. Come to think of it though, we really never got to know each other that much other than we both liked having sex with one another. It never got romantic though. He later transferred to another property and that was that. I don’t know, Josh, it could happen yet. I’m certainly not opposed to a long-term relationship and falling in love. I guess it’s just going to have to hit me over the head and wake me up for it to happen to me. That’s not to say it couldn’t happen, but it hasn’t happened so far. Now that I have a steady job with steady hours, we’ll see if there isn’t someone out there for me. In the meantime, I guess Jasper and I can keep each other happy when we need sex and then there’s Lucky also. Sorry to hear his boyfriend was a weirdo. That dude is in for a hell of a wakeup call when the shit hits the fan in his family. Lucky is fortunate he found out about the guy when he did having sex with his brother-in-law of all creepy things,” Tex explained. I looked to Jasper to see if he had anything to say.

“Do I have to answer that question, Josh?” he asked which surprised me some as we were just having a friendly conversation between the three of us. I didn’t think it was that difficult a question.

“No, you don’t have to answer any questions if you don’t want to. I was just curious as nice looking guys as you both are and the great personalities you have, why you haven’t met someone to compliment your lives. That’s all. If I hit a nerve, I apologize and you don’t have to say anything,” I replied. He sighed.
 
Chapter 812 - F

“Okay, I’ve never said much about this in my life and it’s not something I like to talk about. It’s not bad, but it was painful to me and still is when I think about it. I get emotional, but I’ll share it with you two who I trust, but please keep it to yourselves as, again, it’s not something I like to talk about or bring up,” Jasper mentioned making Tex and I all the more curious. “So I had a couple short term boyfriends on the QT my last couple years of high school. We just kind of found each other. The first one was mostly experimental. Neither one of us knew what we were doing, but it just felt good to do, which I know you two understand. He moved away before we did too much. I kind of found a second friend that we eventually did some things. He was the first guy I fucked and the first guy I let fuck me. That took the relationship to a whole new level we both weren’t prepared for. Okay, I developed feelings for him. I thought he had feelings for me. We knew we felt a whole new level of emotional feelings after having our dicks inside one another. It was just kind of like wow, I’m sharing my body, my whole being with someone else in the most intimate way possible. I could feel my interest and care for this person deepening the more we had sex together. He even asked me one time if we thought we loved one another. I told him I wasn’t sure, but I felt like things might be moving that way. He told me he thought so also, but was it right to feel that way, us being two guys and all, and neither one of us wanting to admit we were gay as that was kind of a taboo in our families. I mean my dad was always down on the gays anytime anything gay was brought up. My friend’s family was even worse. His dad thought all queers needed to go to a mental institution for shock treatments to knock that kind of perversion out of them. Still, we would find ways to get together and have sex, not on a regular basis, but on occasion when his parents were gone or mine were where we had some privacy. Each time we got together I felt our relationship deepening. I finally convinced myself, I was gay and I loved being able to love another guy in my life even though I might alienate my family. I understood being gay was not a choice. My friend didn’t exactly believe that and started to believe we were headed down the wrong path, and may wind up losing our families and friends over this if the truth were ever known. He had a girlfriend, but he had limited sex with her and certainly not intercourse. He started spending more time with her trying to convince himself he wasn’t gay. We had a huge fight one night when we were supposed to have sex together and instead, ended up arguing over who we were and who we wanted to be. He basically told me this couldn’t go on and it had to be over. I asked him if he loved me because I loved him and wanted to be with him. He told me he loved me, but we could never be together like a couple or anything like that. Then I said there was no reason to continue the relationship. He agreed saying it just had to end as it was becoming too emotional. I gave him one last sensuous kiss and told him goodbye. Needless to say he wasn’t friendly after that, and we really didn’t speak to one another again. It hurt like hell, but I convinced myself I learned a valuable lesson from that and that not everyone could live with their true self, but I wasn’t going to be one of those that couldn’t. I was going to be who I am, and I have done that,” Jasper explained, Tex and I hanging on every word.

“But, Jasper, having figured out that not everyone who was gay could cope with living a gay life, could you not meet someone that does live a gay life and fall in love with them, not worrying that their concerns for others that didn’t approve of the gay lifestyle, but embraced it like most of us?” I asked. He smiled.

“Of course I did, Josh. I’m not that crazy. I got to college and eventually met this fantastic guy who was studying architecture also, so we had some classes together. We became friends first, really enjoying one another, doing things together, sharing a lot of common interests and having fun. We eventually realized we had deeper feelings for one another and eventually got around to sex. He’d had a couple of experiences in high school like I did, but none of them were serious, more or less just experimenting. Anyway, we fell hopelessly in love. I was the happiest guy on the planet. I could have shouted to the Heavens I loved him. He felt the same way. We got an apartment together after our first year of college and lived as a couple. We studied together and when we had free time, we fucked like minks all over the apartment. We couldn’t get enough of each other in that regard. He was so passionate. We even worked together at our first firm. We had all the grunt work but we were paying our dues with sights on working our way up. Those were the happiest days of my life. We had each other, were making money, although not a lot, but we got to do a lot of things and, more than anything, share our lives together loving one another,” Jasper explained rather excited about his relationship, but it didn’t seem to make sense as where was this guy in his life now if he was so happy then.

“So, where is this guy now? What happened that you two aren’t together anymore?” I asked very curiously with some concern. Jasper teared up, almost making me fear for the worst possible thing that could happen to someone you loved.

“Josh, he was killed in an automobile accident. A drunk driver ran a red light and broadsided him on his way to the grocery store. The crazy thing was, I was going to go with him, but I got a phone call from the office about something about a project we were working on they were trying to get done and out the door the next day, so I told him just to go ahead without me. I gave him a kiss goodbye and, thankfully, told him I loved him. An hour later, after wondering what the heck was taking him so long, a policeman showed up at my door. He told me the news and I collapsed to my knees. He said he’d been killed in an accident. My entire world died that evening. All the happiness I had in this world was gone, just completely wiped out in an instant. The bad thing was the drunk driver never had as much as a scratch on him. He had several DUI’s and was still driving. He isn’t driving anymore as he’s finally in prison for manslaughter now. I hope he rots there,” Jasper said as I handed him a tissue. I also hugged him, telling him how brave he was sharing that story with Tex and me. “You don’t know how, and I hope either one of you never have to go through something like this, but how difficult it is to make funeral arrangements for someone you’re just starting out in life with. Oh that was horrible. I was a basket case for months on end. Thankfully his parents loved me for making their son so happy and were just as hurt over this as I was. They helped me through that stage or I never would have made it, I’m sure. I still keep in touch with them to this day. Even my parents were supportive, now believing that I’m still the son they loved and learned to live with the fact I’m gay. Thankfully, we all came together after that,” Jasper explained.

“Are you okay now? Are there still lingering memories that haunt you to this day?” I asked. He looked at me and shook his head ‘yes’ wiping away more tears.

“I guess I’m afraid of falling in love again for what might happen. The hurt was too tremendous, I just don’t know if I could survive losing someone else that I loved so much. I began to wonder if I had been with him, maybe I might have seen the guy coming, or worse yet, have been killed along with him thus spending eternity with the love of my life. It’s all so weird and fucked up, really. I just have this defensive mechanism built in now that warns me not to get too close. I love sex, don’t get me wrong, but it’s entertainment for me now, I guess you could say. It’s a way to share pleasure with one another but not fall in love. It’s just safer that way, I guess. So, now you know why I am the way I am,” Jasper explained. I had to hug him again as did Tex.

“Wow, you’re incredibly brave telling us that story. Thank you for sharing that with us, though. I think it speaks to your wonderful character. You are normal. You know how to love. You’ve just been scared to let it happen for fear of it ending the way your first and only love did. I have a feeling the odds of that ever happening again are a trillion to one, so don’t say you can never fall in love again, as it’s the most wonderful and natural feeling there is in life, Jasper. You know I’m right because you’ve been there. Don’t go through life without finding it again. You’re partner would want that for you, since he loved you the way he did,” I replied.
 
Chapter 812 - G

“You know, you’re the first friend of mine to tell me something like that. No one else suggested that before. I have thought about it, but then I just kind of quit thinking about it because of the fear of being hurt again. Maybe the love bug will bite me again. We’ll see. I’m just more guarded these days. But, you just never know,” he commented.

Just then Tom announced we were starting our final descent into Key West and to make sure our seatbelts were buckled. We looked out the window and saw the beautiful ocean below. Jasper commented so far the place was beautiful from the air. I told him it was even more beautiful on the ground.

“Are you going to have some fun while you’re here and not just work?” I asked. He chuckled.

“Don’t worry about me, Josh. Of course we’re all going to have some fun and work hard also. Tex tells me there’s plenty of boy ass to fuck, so my dick is already hard thinking about it,” he said as he rubbed his crotch. I shook my head at both of them, but I had a deeper appreciation for the two of them now than I ever had before.
 
Jasper's story was very moving. Poignant, sad. But Josh pointed out that he did experience sweet love, and encouraged him not to go through life being scared to fall in love again. And Tex seemed to be saying he was open to a relationship, he just isn't really looking for one at the moment. He does seem to be happy spending time with Jasper. Could Jasper's story perhaps touch him in a way that awakens feelings for Jasper? That would be a sweet development!

And speaking of relationships, I'm really keen to find out how Buzz and Hudson's is developing. And we still have the talks to look forward to that Buzz and Jordan need to have, and the more difficult one Swain needs to have with his fiancee. They both promise to be interesting!

More please!

Cheers, HF
 
I agree with HF: I found Jasper's story touching and I liked how Josh reminded him not to close forever his heart to love, and I'm curious to see how Buzz and Hudson are :luv2:

But let's not forget Wes' Oscar worthy performance with Rod and Lonnie :=D:

It seems that big things await us down in Key West and I cannot wait :corn:

As always, great work (y) so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming (y)
 
Gees this story just keeps on giving like crazy. I too was touched by Jasper's story and see him in a whole different way than I did before. I just took him as another Tex type guy that liked sex, but didn't really want a relationship. After he had his world knocked out from underneath him, I can feel his pain in not wanting to let that happen again. Still, there is no substitute for love as we all know.

I guess Wes is a new hero to Lonnie and Rod for sure now, having saved the day. The girls are gone and Wes has arrived. No more drama but plenty of orgasms I guess. I wonder how long that will last though.

Sounds like Buzz and Hudson are getting along well. Still, like HF, I'm looking forward to the Buzz/Jordan discussion and how that's going to work. Then we have a whole new week in Key West. Can't imagine what might happen there. Lots to write about, FT. Write on, buddy. You know we love it. BC
 
Greetings, gents. Thanks for all the great comments. I was honored to hear that you were touched by Jasper's story. I was also when I started writing it. My fingers just kept going and we came out with a touching story. I don't know how I keep getting wrapped up in all these characters, but I have to love them all, except for Mary Ann, the bitch. Ha. Anyway, I have another chapter for you as the boys make their way threw their first day in Key West. There is a lot to do there as you will soon see. We get to know someone else who will be a player in the future of the boys' business.

Have a great rest of the week and I will be back to you with another chapter late this week. Huggs, FT
 
Chapter 813 – Checking Out Aviation and Greg Equipment

As we landed and taxied to the FBO, I couldn’t help but think how horrible it was for Jasper to have the love of his life snatched from his arms forever. Talk about hurt. I couldn’t begin to imagine what losing Jake like that would do to me. That was just unimaginable in my mind. It gave me a whole new perspective on Jasper’s character. He was definitely his own man, but he was extremely capable of deep love. If only he could find that once again, I thought to myself.

Greg was there to direct us to where he wanted to park us. Amazingly, he lined us up with three nice looking King Airs that were sitting there, presumably for our inspection and possible purchase. Tom shut the engines down and James opened the door for us to disembark. Greg shook my hand and gave me a guarded bro hug, as if he wasn’t sure if he should be able to hug me or not. He remembered Tex, but I introduced him to Jasper and then to Tom and James, who he had talked to on the phone but had not met in person. Tom and James gave him a bro hug when they shook his hand. That made him smile as if he’d known them already.

“This is a big day in our effort to get the shuttle service going. I hope these Kings are what you’re looking for. I sent you all the engine and airframe logs to look over ahead of time to save you some inspection time, but I have them here if you need review them again,” Greg told us. Tom thanked him for that.

“We’re going to grab a sandwich real quick and then we’ll get down to business. Were you able to set up any pilot interviews for later this afternoon?” Tom asked him. Greg said he had two for this afternoon and four for tomorrow morning. “Great, that’s even better than what I hoped for. Good going, Greg,” Tom congratulated him which made Greg smile, thinking he’d earned Tom’s respect. “You got time to grab a sandwich with us or are you tied up?” Tom asked him. He said he had some time.

We all walked across the street to the airport diner. I couldn’t help but notice that Greg was nice looking, about 25 possibly, tall, thin, but not skinny. He dad dark brown hair, definitely a nice ass as I walked behind him checking out his shorts and shapely legs. I couldn’t tell what he had in his crotch as his shorts were not that tight. I loved his thinly haired legs and tight calves however. He showed a little chest muscle definition with his tight polo shirt he was wearing. We settled in at a table and quickly ordered some sandwiches.

“I can’t tell you how great it is that you guys have agreed to start up this service. I swear, we’ve needed this for a long time. We’re constantly getting calls from travel agents and tourists asking what shuttle flight availability there is from KW to Miami and the Fort. This is going to be a huge help and hopefully very profitable also,” he told us, sharing his excitement. Tom told him it was going to be a little rough on us personnel wise to get this up and running, but the fact Greg lined up several pilot applicants for us, would be a tremendous help in moving forward. “My pleasure. Anything I can do to help, I’m here for you guys” Greg assured us. Tom asked him if he got a chance to check out the aircraft that had been delivered for us to possibly purchase. “Tom, I checked each one out and asked the pilots that brought them in here if there was anything they noted that wasn’t working, avionics and mechanical wise, on the aircraft. There was only one pilot per plane which is common for shuttling as long as you aren’t taking any passengers. They all said they checked out all the systems as much as they could on their flights in, and didn’t notice anything that wasn’t working properly. They actually said these birds were in much better shape than any they’d ever delivered before. They say these usually find something. The brokers did tell mt that if we found anything in the first few hundred hours that needed attention or fixed, they’d cover it. They think they’re going to be selling you more aircraft in the future so they wanted to make sure they took care of you,” Greg told us. Tom said they had better take care of us.

“This is one of the brokers we’ve had good luck with in finding birds for our fleet. They’ve been good to work with in the past so I had a lot of confidence that whatever they sent down here for us to look at should be good and not disappointing. A quick look at the exterior of the aircraft looks like the paint is good which is a plus. We may have to have them stripped and painted in the future if we want them to match one another, but the way they’re looking right now, they look similar enough not to have to paint them for a while anyway. I guess we’ll see how the business goes before we sink any big money into the planes. Did you look at the interiors also, Greg?” Tom asked.

“I did and they all look to be in good shape. All the seats are leather and set up airline style, not corporate, which is what you needed. I checked the tires also along with our mechanic. He said they looked to be new, so you’ve got several landings on those for the future before you have to change those out. You do if you’re easy on the landings, that is,” he said smiling. Tom and James chuckled.

“Hey no carrier landings for us. We grease them on, buddy. You hardly hear a ‘chirp’,” Tom bragged. Greg said while it might be true of him and James, we would have pilots we didn’t know their typical landing styles that might not be as nice as his. “They have any fuel in them for us to test fly them or did they barely make it in here on vapors to save the expense and have us fill them up?” Tom asked.

“They all have at least half tanks of fuel so you’re good to go for test flights. If you buy them, the broker said he’d top off the tanks as part of the deal,” Greg explained. Tom and James looked at each other and smiled, as if that was pretty damn nice.

“You have any pilot experience yourself, Greg?” Tom asked. Greg said he had a twin engine rating but didn’t fly anything larger than a Cessna 310 and didn’t have any time in a King Air. Tom smiled. “How would you like to get checked out in a King Air?” Tom asked him. Greg got half excited. Had I been able to see under the table, I might have seen a boner rise at the thought of handling that airplane.

“Wow, would I ever. I don’t have any turbo experience, just so you know,” Greg replied. Tom told him that wasn’t that hard to get, and if he could fly a 310, he could fly a King Air. There was a hell of a lot more power to the King Airs but the principles were the same. “Anything you need me to do for you, I’m here to learn and help,” he offered. “May have to clear it with my boss though, but I’m sure he’d be excited for me to have that experience,” Greg replied. We had his juices flowing now, I could tell. “So, this Stoney Aviation you guys have, what does it invovle and where all do you operate?” Greg asked. Tom and James gave him a thumbnail sketch of what all it consisted of and how we were expanding as part of a larger operation, Stoney Enterprises. Tom explained some of the other entities we owned, such as the new CNB here and the Pink Flamingo, then coming soon the Grand Victorian Hotel and a new gay resort, the Phallic Palace. None of that information seemed to bother him, giving me the idea if he wasn’t gay, he most likely was at least gay friendly.

“Have you ever been to the CNB here? I know it’s brand new and a hopping place,” James asked him. He smiled.

“I haven’t been yet as since it’s so new, I’ve heard you can hardly get in the place. Those that I’ve talked to that have been there, say It’s a fantastic place and the food is great also. I hope to go sometime. Hopefully, when the newness wears down, I’ll get a chance to go,” Greg replied. I smiled.

“How would you like to join us for dinner tonight there and see it first hand?” I asked him. He looked at me, like how was that even possible. “Hey, we own the place so we can get in there anytime we want and have VIP treatment. Not only will you have dinner and drinks there, but you’ll get the VIP treatment. That work for you?” I asked. He was all smiles.

“OMG, I’d love to go if that’s okay with you guys?” Greg replied. I told him we’d be happy to have him join us, plus we could talk more about the future then. “I’m at your service. Whatever I can do to help get this new venture off and running, I’m here for,” Greg replied excitedly. I knew we had him now. All we had to do to hire him was make him an offer that would make his dick hard. I was pretty sure we could do that for sure from what Tom described as the potential profit for this venture.

“In case you didn’t know as I know you met Josh last week, but he’s the CEO of Stoney Enterprises, the dude that runs the whole shebang, actually. Not only is he a genius at business, but he’s a great guy to know and love also. We all love him,” Tom told Greg, who seemed to be impressed. Greg said that was amazing as young as I was. “Well, let’s go look at these birds and see if they’re able to fly,” Tom said, as we finished up our sandwiches. I told them I’d get the check but for them to head on over and get started on what they needed to do.

As we left the diner, I called Buzz and asked him if he could come to the airport and pickup Jasper and Tex and get them started helping him. I told him Tex was going to familiarize himself with the PP while Jasper helped him and Hudson. Buzz said he was excited to have the help as this was a lot of work, although he said working with Hudson was a joy. I took that to mean he and Hudson were getting along just fine.
 
Chapter 813 - B

It was only a few minutes before Buzz showed up to pick up Tex and Jasper. I gave Buzz a big hug. I whispered in his ear, asking him if everything was great with Hudson. He pounded his heart on his chest, giving me an indication he was definitely in love. He said we’d talk later. I told him I couldn’t wait.

I rejoined Tom and James with Greg in his office. They were looking through the logs. Greg had notes he specifically wanted Tom and James to see. I sat in on their discussion about ‘hot sections’ for the turbo engines. Tom said they all checked out better than expected with a lot of engine life left on the engines. An older gentlemen with white hair, possibly in his late 60’s I’d met before, stopped by and asked if we were about ready to get this program off the ground.

“Tom, James and Josh, this is Mr. Masters, Morty, we call him. He’s the owner of the FBO that’s been wanting to get this shuttle service set up. Needless to say, he’s anxious to get this going. I’ve filled him in on what you’re doing today and tomorrow with hopes of moving forward ASAP,” Greg explained. Morty shook hands with us all.

“Yes, we need to get this thing going. Oddly enough we have more business here in the winter months than summer because of our summer all year long. Tourists flock to the island every winter to enjoy the weather and there just isn’t enough air service in and out of here to accommodate all that need it. I know for a fact, as a member of the chamber of commerce, that we’d have more business for the island if we had better air service. No one likes driving that damn bridge highway down here which takes forever. We need to get this going soon so we can capture all the business this winter. I can’t seem to get the airlines to offer more service. They just don’t like those short trips which is what this location requires. You can’t fly out of here to Paris or hardly anywhere but just inside the mainland state of Florida. They claim they have to charge too much to add additional flights. That’s why the Chamber has been bugging me for a shuttle service for ages ,” Morty explained. I told him we were committed to getting it done. “Great to hear. Greg is at your service to aid in that regard,” Morty said, patting Greg on the back, then took off.

“Sorry, guys, but he’s been extremely passionate about getting this project off the ground. He’d like to retire, but he wants to get this going before he even considers it. He flies a 310 himself which is where I got my multi-engine training, but he lost his medical here for heart problems a few months ago and now his heart just isn’t in it. I don’t know what’s going to happen it if sells the place. He’s been like a father to me all this time. It’s going to break my heart when he does retire for sure,” Greg shared with us.

“What would that do to our agreement with him if he sells the FBO? I think we need to know that up front because if that doesn’t go with the deal, then we can’t move forward with our deal with you, Greg,” Tom stated and I concurred. Tom sighed.

“He’s specifically told me when the time comes he needs to sell, there will be a clause that our deal with you is part of the business and must remain in the business. I know what you’re saying, and that it might not always come down that way, but there will be a clause in our agreement that would require a buy out of our lease agreement with you based on the business you’re doing plus a premium. Morty thinks our business with you will make his sale more valuable anyway so he doesn’t see a downside. I’m sure he’s open to any language in that regard that your attorney wants to put together for your protection,” Greg replied.

“You satisfied with that, Josh?” Tom asked. I told him I was but we’d have Greer work on the language to satisfy both parties. “Okay, Greg, thanks for leveling with us on Morty’s condition and his plans. That helps to know,” Tom told him. Greg smiled.

“We want to be totally transparent on everything we do. That’s always been our way of operating. Morty’s never cheated anyone before, and he doesn’t intend to start now,” Greg replied. I patted him on the back for that, making him smile.

Satisfied the planes were in great shape based on the maintenance logs and all the Airworthiness Directives (AD’s) complied with, we set out to inspect the planes themselves. We inspected the exteriors first which all seemed to be in excellent condition. Tom and James got in all the landing gear wells to inspect the landing gear apparatus and the tires. Satisfied the exteriors and landing gear mechanicals were all in excellent shape we started on the interiors. Tom and James took a lot of pictures inside all three planes. Oddly enough all the planes seemed to be equipped with the same avionics of the same vintage also, which made it easier for repairs and parts. Tom noted that was a definite plus.

“Greg, you have time to go for a ride?” Tom asked him. Greg lit up, saying he was at our disposal for whatever we needed. “Great. James, you take Josh and hop in one of the others, go through all the check lists and see if you can remember how to fly a King Air after all the Citations we’ve been flying,” Tom told him. “Greg, let’s run through the exterior check list first then the cockpit. We’ll see if you can fly this baby.,” Tom suggested with the look of extreme excitement on Greg’s face. Greg asked him if he was sure as he didn’t want to interfere with their inspection process. “With you flying the plane, I can play with all the toys in this cockpit to see if they work. Josh, you can keep the plane straight and level for James to play with all the stuff in your cockpit,” Tom suggested. “That way we can do two at a time then we’ll do the third one together. We’ll ask ATC for 5,000 feet out over the ocean. You can’t run into too much out there,” Tom added. I shook my head, happy to help, but somewhat apprehensive at that.

We all jumped out of the plane armed with exterior check lists which I read off to James as he inspected what I called out in order. He even explained what he was doing. He showed me how easy it was to move the props around since they weren’t connected to any pistons, but just freewheeling as turbo engines are, just basically a small jet engine with a prop. I was amazed at how easy I could spin them around. We finished our exterior checklist about the same time as Tom and James. We jumped on board and secured the door. James put me in the left seat, which shocked the hell out of me. I asked him if that was such a good idea. He chuckled. “Josh, I can fly this baby better from the right seat than I think I can from the left as I spent most of my King Air time in the right seat. I can take off and land it easily in the right seat. It should be easier for you to hold it steady in the left seat while I play with the knobs,” he suggested. I told him I would follow his lead but to be sure and give me advanced notice if he needed me to do anything, as I had no idea what the heck I was doing. He chuckled. “Josh, I swear I won’t let you do anything that would kill us,” he chided. I told him that was comforting to know.

I read the check list off to James as he went through the process. Finally, he started the engines. We noted that all the gages were in the green where they were supposed to be with props in full feather producing no thrust. We had the radio on Ground Control. We heard Tom request to taxi to the active runway from our FBO, saying he wanted to depart to the west out over the ocean and climb to a level of 5,000 feet for maneuvers. He told them there would be a second plane following but requested separation into a different quadrant and an altitude separation of 1,000 feet for good measure. Ground control confirmed our intentions then passed that along to Departure. Tom was directed to taxi to runway 27 which was a heading of 270 degrees, due west. We could see them head that way. James immediately called Ground Control, giving them our tail number, and requesting the same. We were given permission to follow the King Air in front of us. We went through the rest of the checklist as we taxied. We pulled up to a stop right behind Tom, who requested take off clearance from the Tower. He was told to hold short for landing traffic. Just then we saw a 737 cross the runway threshold and see the tires chirp a few hundred feet down the runway seeing smoke come off the main landing gear. James said he was glad we didn’t have to buy those tires. I could only imagine. As we saw the 737 exit the runway to the taxiway, the Tower gave Tom clearance to take off. We could hear the engines on the King Air in front of us roar as Tom changed the pitch of the props biting into more air as they propelled the King Air down the runway and send it into the sky. James was number two for takeoff. He had the proper level of flap out for takeoff. He told me to kiss him. I looked puzzled. “Josh, kiss me. Tom and I always kiss each other just before we take off for good luck and a safe flight, so kiss me,” he told me. As nervous as I was, I leaned over and kissed him, a nice sweet kiss. I kind of liked that, which I told him. He smiled.

“Well, at least you didn’t ask me to fuck you right here and now,” I chided. He laughed, telling me that came later tonight, but the kiss was all he needed at the moment. “Do you think Tom had Greg kiss him?” I asked, for shits and giggles. James looked at me seriously, saying he was almost sure he did. “Wow, what a way to get to know someone. Kind of like that idea myself. I wonder if Dale and Cal do that before they take off. James smiled at me, asking me who did I think trained them in that procedure. James said they had it on their checklists. I chuckled, but thought that was neat.
 
Chapter 813 - C

We got the clearance to take off from the Tower and James grabbed my hand on the throttles, having put the pitch of the props in the take off position. We pushed the throttles forward and immediately were propelled down the runway. A little back pressure on the yoke and we were airborne in no time. James sucked up the gear then eventually sucking up the flaps, cleaning up the airframe for speed. Departure gave us a heading west the same as the runway heading telling us to climb to 6500 feet. The sky was clear and visibility unlimited it seemed. There was nothing below us but blue water with blue sky above us. It was smooth sailing too. We leveled off finally and James trimmed up the plane. He said it would stay at that altitude unless I changed it. He told me to hold onto the yoke and keep the dash at the same position on the horizon and not turn. I did as I was told and was congratulated for doing a decent job, as James ran through some diagnostics, testing various components of the avionics. At times we’d engage the autopilot then check to make sure it was following the course set, changed heading to compensate for any crosswind to keep the ground track on the correct heading. All was working well from both radios from the way it seemed. The plane held altitude as it was supposed to with the autopilot. James then disengaged the autopilot and did some steep turns, which was a thrill in itself, then did an engine out simulation which caused a lot of trim on the rudder to keep the asymmetrical thrust from taking place where the left engine wanted to turn us right since it was the one still creating thrust. That one made me a little uncomfortable. Then he put the plane into some unusual attitudes also, some steep dives and some steep climbs, almost stalling out the wings, then recovering. I wasn’t sure about any of that, somewhat scaring me there at times, but he was totally confident in what he was doing, saying that the plane was in great shape and he felt like we didn’t pop any rivets when he recovered from a steep dive pulling a few G’s in the process. All I know is that the blood in my body seemed forced from my toes to my head wanting to make my head explode. I told James I was glad when that was over. Satisfied that we’d done everything possible to prove the plane in airworthiness condition, we were about to call Key West Approach when Tom called in asking for approach to land at Key West. Approach gave him an easterly heading and instructions to descend to 2,000 feet. We called right after that and were virtually given the same instructions but they had us on radar with the correct separation. We were told to slow our speed to 175 knots finally as we got close to the island. Tom landed first and then us shortly afterwards. We taxied to the FBO and shut down the engines. We went through the shut down check list which was fairly quick. James opened the door and we went down the steps to meet Tom and Greg. Greg looked excited.

“Greg here just landed his first King Air and did a great job of it,” Tom told us. Greg was smiling from ear to ear. “You should have seen the boner he popped when he made that smooth landing,” Tom chided. Now Greg was embarrassed.

“That was amazing, Tom. Thank you again for walking me through that. That felt great to be able to land something this size. I don’t know how to thank you, it was so great,” Greg replied. Tom patted him on the back telling him piloting was the same no matter what size the airplane was. Different planes had different approach speeds and stall speeds. He said Greg was a natural born pilot as he could tell by the way he handled the airplane. “Well, I can’t thank you enough for letting me do what you did. That was truly amazing, an adventure I’ll never forget,” Greg commented.

“Did you have to kiss Tom, Greg, before you took off?” I asked him. Greg looked embarrassed again, looking to Tom for permission to answer that.

“Uh, he said it was tradition for good luck. Felt kind of nice too,” Greg replied. I chuckled, telling him I had to do the same with James, but kissing these two was always wonderful as far as I was concerned. “Well, it caught me by surprise, but I think it’s kind of special. You guys are all pretty cool as far as I can tell,” Greg added.

“Wait until you get to know us better then see what you think,” I chided, making him chuckle. “So what do you guys think so far? Are you happy with these three planes?” I asked Tom and James.

“Got to check out the third one. You want to go along or did the unusual attitudes spook you some?” Tom asked with a big smile. I told him if he was going to do aerobatics in a twin engine small airliner, I thought I might sit this one out. “You want another shot at flying the King?” Tom asked Greg. Greg said he was always up for anything like that. “James why don’t you take it up with Greg this time so you get to kiss him too,” Tom suggested. James said he’d love to. Greg was smiling from ear to ear. “Come on, Josh, let’s go talk,” Tom suggested as Greg and James headed for the last King Air to test fly.

“So, are you satisfied these will work for us?” I asked Tom as we walked back into the FBO and to Greg’s office.

“They’re in great shape and just what we’re looking for. I have to give the broker credit as he found three really nice ones. It all comes down to finding pilots for them now, pilots willing to domicile here in Key West or we could have a couple in Miami or Ft. Lauderdale as the routes would be the same regardless so they wouldn’t have to live here, but it would be nice if they would. It’s more convenient to have everyone under one roof and the planes here together when they’re not being used,” Tom explained. It made sense to me anyway.

We watched James and Greg take off and head out over the ocean. “I have to admit, this is a beautiful place to be, Tom. I could fall in love with this place. To think we found it by accident when we were looking for Stoney, not realizing he had property down here, the Pink Flamingo of all things. Wow, that was a crazy time and it hasn’t stopped being crazy yet,” I commented.

“I know. Never would have thought we’d be doing what we’re doing today. Just never dreamed of it. Now, here we are expanding all over the place. I have to think Stoney knew what he was doing when he put you in charge. He had to know you’d take off and run with it, like you have. I’ll just bet he’s up there looking down on us telling us to get our asses in gear and get more done,” Tom joked. I chuckled, thinking that was probably true. I asked Tom if he thought Greg was gay. “No doubt about it. He’s on our team. I even asked him if he had a boyfriend when we were up together earlier. He looked a little embarrassed, but told me he did at one time but they weren’t together any more. Not sure what happened there, but he seems like a hell of a nice guy. He can kiss too. Got a few sparks on that one,” Tom chided. I rolled my eyes. “I think we definitely need to hire Greg to run our operation down here. I think he’d be a great addition to the team and fit in with all of us. I’ve got this feeling he’s very loyal and trust worthy and will do what’s right for us. The problem might be his loyalty to Morty who’s up in age and has some health problems according to Greg. He’s told me more than once that Morty is like a father to him. I’ve got some ideas as to how we might make this work, but we need to include him in our conversations, as he’ll be key to making all this work,” Tom explained. I gave him an odd look.

“So just what did you have in mind that will satisfy Greg and not hurt his relationship with Morty?” I had to ask. Tom smiled.

“Okay, hear me out on this one, Josh, before you get your dick in a twist. What if we take over the whole FBO and set it up just like Stoney Aviation is in the City? We run the FBO there and maintain the fleet plus base our fleet there. This would even be easier here as the fleet would always fly the same routes and be back home every night possibly depending on what Greg and Morty have in mind for scheduling. We’re going to need Greg’s help with that,” Tom suggested, peaking my interest.

“You’re talking a hell of a lot of cash out of pocket to buy out the FBO here, Tom. What do you think it’s going to take?” I asked, wondering if we could afford it with everything else going on in our expansion projects. Tom smiled, making me very curious as to what he was thinking.

“Morty owns the whole thing, all of it. What if we just lease the facilities from him and not purchase them outright. That way he has a steady income, doesn’t have to work if he doesn’t want to, but still has a livelihood. Greg gets to run the operation for us. Morty can help out any way he wants to if just to drop in every month and pick up a check. That solves everyone’s problems. There’s only one problem with that scenario and that is we have a lot of work to do to figure out what the lease will cost us monthly and what Morty’s normal revenue is to add to what our addition to the operation may add to it. Morty was, more or less, letting us use his operation for a minimal fee just to get the service going. We could cut him in as a percentage of the overall revenue which would greatly improve the overall compensation to him as far as a lease goes,” Tom explained.

“Damn, Tom, you never cease to excite me business wise as well as sexually. You are one fantastic dude, I have to say,” I told him. He cracked up.
 
Chapter 813 - D

“Just thinking out loud how to make this work. I have to admit, I like the idea, and it’s really the cleanest way to set all this up. Not to mention, it solves Morty’s and Greg’s concerns for both their futures. This could get ugly if we start this program and Morty sells his business to someone who doesn’t think the same way he does, then all of a sudden wants to kick us out or even compete against us forcing us to have to buy something else here on the field. Chances are that wouldn’t happen setting it up the right way, but like you say, it’s better to have total control, not just partial. We could also set up a buyout provision in the lease where we have first right of refusal to buy the FBO should Morty decide he needed to sell it someday. How’s that for a suggestion?” he asked. I jumped up and hugged him, then gave him a big ole kiss. “Gees, I need to start making more suggestions if that’s the kind of response I get,” Tom said smiling. I told him he was well loved anyway. “Plus, that leads us to the next expansion project we’ve been talking about. That being Uni. We need to talk Greyson into selling the University on the idea of leasing us the FBO for the Uni Airport. It’s not the greatest field, obviously, but we’re leasing our planes to them on an as needed basis. We might as well take over the FBO also. They might like that idea. That would give us three FBO’s to operate and work out of,” Tom suggested. I know I must have looked a little overwhelmed.

“So what are your ideas for management for the Uni operation and then what are you going to do for overall management as now you’re really going to be spread thin and you already are. You and James have got to get to a position of managing more and flying less. I hate to say it, but it’s true, Tom. I don’t want the two of you killing yourselves trying to keep up by adding more and more business and not having any downtime for yourselves. You need to be able to come down here and stay at the PF or PP and lay naked in the sun and let all those lecherous guys salivate over you or you over them,” I suggested. Tom cracked up.

“Okay, here’s what I was thinking but we can discuss this further later as I think I have a pilot applicant due about now and James isn’t back with Greg yet. I’d like to take Greyson and turn him into more of a general manager of our City operations and coordinate all the services to be provided by each FBO and any future ones we add. He’d basically take care of Uni and the City plus coordinate all the scheduling services for all the FBO’s, oversee parts and maintenance needs for the fleet and all that. That would save James and me a lot of time and effort. We’d be over all the entities and the charter services and corporate leasing operations plus drive the business for all three entities. We wouldn’t be scheduled to fly on a regular basis, but we could jump in when and if needed. That frees us up a lot. However, let me warn you, if you turn us loose, get your check book out as I intend to grow like crazy then, once we get free enough to dig in,” Tom explained. I shook my head in dismay, but asked about Uni and who would manage that if we moved Greyson to the City. “Dale and Cal are capable and do a lot of it now for Greyson. We just have to hire a Rick type person to drive the day-to-day business, managing the fueling of planes, collect hangar and tie-down fees, order fuel, that type of thing. We could find someone to do that kind of work, I’m sure. James and I still do some of that in the City at times,” Tom explained.

“You have so much going on for me to think about. Gees, you’re making me dizzy,” I told him, shaking my head.

“Well, James and I are going to make you cum tonight so you need to get over the dizzy part,” he chided, just as someone came from the front desk to see if Greg was back as there was a guy here for an interview. Tom told him, the interview was for him anyway. He asked if he should bring the applicant in then. Tom told him to bring him back. I told Tom I’d head over to the PP and check on the boys and check in with Buzz on those projects. Tom stood up and gave me a hug and a quick kiss, just as the applicant walked in. Damn if the pilot applicant wasn’t cute himself.

“Ooops, am I interrupting anything?” the dude asked. We both laughed. Tom told him he was just telling his boss goodbye. The guy introduced himself to both of us. I told him good luck with Tom as he was going to need it. The applicant chuckled, saying at least it seemed like a good working environment with that kind of staff interaction. I winked at Tom then took off. I walked back out to the ramp just as Greg and James were taxiing up and parking the last King Air. I met them outside the door asking them what they thought.

“Another good one, Josh. All three of them are winners. We need to talk more about scheduling as Greg has some ideas. Oh, and Greg can handle the King Air just fine. We just need to get him some hours in it and he’ll be good for the insurance. It’s definitely a step up from the 310, but it’s not that difficult a transition. He just needs more education on the turboprop engines and he’s good to go. The rest of it is the same as the 310, just larger and heavier. But, he seemed to take all that into account and just loved the thrust reversers,” James chided.

“Congratulations,” I told Greg, giving him a hug. He seemed pleased to hear that and seemed to enjoy the hug. “Oh, did you get to kiss James?” I had to ask. He smiled, saying he did.

“Gees, I got to kiss two hot looking guys today which I haven’t done even one in ages. Kind of a neat day for me with playing with a King Air also. Got to say it’s been an exciting day so far. I told him indeed it was in many ways.

“Well, I’m heading out so you guys can do your interviews. Tom has the first one in there already. Let me know when you’re done and I’ll come back and pick you up,” I told them. James said he’d let us know.

I was about to call Buzz and have him come pick me up, when I saw the Moped rental place at the airport nearby I could walk to. I decided if Rod could run one of those all over town, I could rent it to get me to the PP without interrupting Buzz and the boys. They were inexpensive to rent for a day which surprised me. I did a quick application on my phone and then got quick instructions on how to operate one, then headed out. It was kind of fun, I thought to myself as I headed to Buzz and the boys. I parked by the construction trailer, but decided to check to see if Tyler and Benji were still at the GV before I headed in to the trailer.

There were several construction workers in the GV working on various projects. I didn’t see Tyler or Benji right off the bat, but one of the construction guys told me they were working on the second floor. I ran up the grand staircase to see if I could find them. Ironically, they found me, spotting me as I ran up the staircase. Tyler picked me up and hugged me, giving me a big kiss also. Benji did the same, which excited me greatly.

“Don’t forget, you have to spend a night with us this week sometime. We didn’t get to make that happen last week,” Tyler reminded me. I told him I’d try to work that in. He shook his head at me. “So how’s life with Rod and Em these days. She still pulling him around by his cock or has he broken free?” Tyler asked. I chuckled.

“They are no longer together or a couple, for your information. Seems as if Mary Ann gave him an ultimatum to denounce you altogether and distance himself from me as we were bad influences on him, and she was no longer going to tolerate him associating with either one of us,” I told him to his shocked face.

“No shit? Seriously, the bitch would be that damn hateful? So what happened then, and what about Lonnie and Wes?” Tyler asked, extremely anxious to find out.

“Well, he and I talked at the bequest of Wes and Lonnie, and worked through what meant the most to Rod in his life, pussy attached to a bitch from hell or his close friends and confidants. Oddly enough he chose you and me, Tyler, just so you know. Both Lonnie and Wes went along with him deciding they all needed to ditch the girls for good as they wanted to be free men again and not be pussy whipped any longer. So you’re back on the good list, along with me also. There is some concern that Mary Ann will be vindictive as she’s already done something to prove she can be, but luckily we staved that off and we’re good,” I told Tyler and Benji.

“He actually dumped the bitch and Lonnie and Wes dumped their bitches also. Wow, unbelievable. I never would have guessed that in a million years. Good for them. There’s hope for them after all. That had to be a shocker to Mary Ann, losing her little power struggle. What about Sue and Ginny? They were good with being dumped?” Tyler asked.

“Not really, but they had to side with the commandant who controlled their lives and their pussies, go figure. Mary Ann told them the boys would be crawling back within the week. I made Wes promise to make sure Rod didn’t cave. He’s to call me if he shows signs of caving. Oh, and you didn’t hear this from me, but Wes gave Rod and Lonnie blow jobs that absolutely blew their minds, and their dicks. It was so over the top they saw stars. Lonnie had to give Wes one in return, but he said it wasn’t that bad,” I explained, to a couple of stunned faces. Tyler was shaking his head in disbelief.
 
Chapter 813 - E

“Well, it wouldn’t be the first BJ that Lonnie gave, having to pay up on a bet with Dylan when we were working at the house if you recall. He told me later that it wasn’t all that bad. Of course I knew that, having had several with you, but I couldn’t tell him how wonderful I thought they were at the time. I swear I think the boy has even been fucked a couple of times by Dylan. I’m sure he’s fucked Dylan also, so Lonnie isn’t a complete stranger to gay life. Don’t let him fool you there,” Tyler replied. “Wow, Josh, that is amazing. With Wes helping to take the edge off, that will keep them from running back to the bitches for a while anyway. That group was just horrible. It didn’t take me long to figure out I didn’t want to have any more to do with them, well that was after you and I started doing some things. You made a believer out of me for sure,” Tyle commented.

“I just helped you find out about yourself, Tyler. You would have eventually figured it out on your own, but what we were doing just escalated it some. Now you’ve found Benji and are happy,” I replied. Benji smiled and hugged Tyler.

“Yes, I have, and I am totally happy. But that doesn’t mean we still can’t love you also, the one that made our union possible. Anyway, I’m glad to hear that Rod finally came to his senses. Way to go, Rod,” Tyler remarked. I had to agree.

I told Tyler we were all coming to dinner tonight at the CNB and there would probably be eight of us as we were probably be bringing the manager of the FBO, Greg with us to talk about the future business with his FBO. Tyler said he’d make sure he had a couple of tables for us as he wasn’t sure he could get eight of us together at one table. I told him that was fine. I also told him we needed him to show us what he wanted to do about a beer garden in the back. He said we might have to go out tomorrow during the day to take a look at that as they’d be swamped tonight and he wanted to spend some quality time discussing the project. I told him I’d grab one of the architects and possibly Woody and meet him out there tomorrow sometime when he wanted to meet. He suggested that we meet around 10:00 there as he’d go there instead of the GV to get that off his list. Benji would still cover the GV until he got done with us. I told him that would work. I gave them both hugs again, and we had to get kisses in there also, then said I’d see them tonight. They told me they’d be wearing jock straps tonight just for us. I had to laugh, but had no doubt they would.

I left the GV and headed over to the PP construction trailer. Gees, I got hugs from Hudson and Buzz with Jasper wanting another hug along with Tex. Woody was out with the construction crew. I had to give them a brief explanation of how I got to there, but that was okay as I had bragging rights. I could ride a Moped. Big deal, right?

Buzz briefed me on where we were with the truss problem having to modify each truss with slight changes, which he explained was a whole lot better than ordering new trusses and waiting for them to be shipped in. I had to agree wholeheartedly on that. He said modifying them definitely had a positive effect on the aesthetics of the property and the structural soundness because of the soil we were dealing with, mostly sand. He said with the three of them working on it now, he thought they could be finished by Thursday if all went well. I told him it was almost a shame to have to spend three more days in paradise, but somehow we’d survive. I got raspberries for that statement. I told them we had a lot of things going on at the airport now anyway, so between that and the beer garden addition to the new CNB Tyler and Parker wanted, I could probably stay busy.

“Hudson and I did look at the structure of the buildings at the Pink Flamingo, Josh. We can definitely add another story to the current buildings there and make them three stories instead of two. You just might want to watch the nudity on the third floor balcony as that be visible from the street,” he told me. I never thought about that. I asked if there could be an inside stairway instead of an outside stairway for the guys to travel down to the common areas. Buzz said he’d consider it, but the way the buildings were now, with only outside walkways on the second floor, it wouldn’t be as feasible. He was probably right.

“I am going to need to borrow one of you to take a look at the outside area where the proposed beer garden is going to go at the CNB and see there are any major structural design to make that happen or is it mostly cosmetic. Tyler can show us what he needs tonight and then you can decide what action on your part needs to happen and possibly get that done while we’re here this week, even if we have to work through diner out there one of these nights,” I explained. Buzz said we’d look at it, but he didn’t envision much design work needing to take place, mostly cosmetic. I was hoping he was right as the sooner we got that open and functioning, the faster we could increase capacity of the CNB and sell more beer, pleasing more customers. Buzz said the idea made totally sense, and he’d try to knock it out just as soon as he could get the time. I told him to prioritize this first. He agreed.

We were getting dangerously close to beer-thirty and I suggested we might head to the Pink Flamingo for a few rays of sun and a couple of beers before going to dinner at the CNB later. The boys were all for it. Jasper was excited along with Tex who couldn’t wait to show Jasper all the fantastic amenities of a gay hedonistic paradise. I could only imagine what unleashing those two inside the Pink Flamingo might do to the overall gay guests there. It was another week with all new players supposedly at the resort, so it was all new pickings for our two hedonistic big dicked players.

I called Tom to tell him we were on our way to the Pink Flamingo, and told him to call me when he wanted me to pick them up to join us. He told me they were just finishing up with the second interview and would be ready shortly, but asked if it was possible for Greg to join us at the PF to continue our discussion we had earlier. I was kind of shocked that Greg asked to come, but I was all for it. I asked Tom if Greg was okay with male nudity as we’d all be naked. He kind of whispered that he was as he’d been there once or twice himself with his ex- boyfriend but asked if we were okay with it also. Tom said not to blow this as he wanted to see him naked in the worst way. I told him that made two of us for sure, so to bring him also, then we’d get dressed and go to dinner at the CNB after we had a couple of beers. I could hear Tom say, ‘Alright!’. I had to laugh to myself. Tom said to go ahead and go as Greg said he’d drive them there and I didn’t have to come back and pick them up that way. I liked Greg more and more and expected, once I saw him in his birthday suite, I’d like him even more.

The rest of us piled in the Expedition except for Tex and Jasper that wanted to ride my Moped to the PF. They said they’d follow us. I was almost sure whoever was driving the Moped might be getting a handjob from the one on the back. They did follow us and managed to make it without anyone being inured or ejaculating from what I was able to determine.

Frank was happy to see us. We grabbed the little luggage we had with our go-bags out of the rear of the Expedition and headed to the owner’s suite. Jasper’s eyes about bugged out when he saw all the hot naked guys around the pool, in the hot tub, in the outdoor showers, and the volley ball court with dicks and balls swinging all around as the guys played volleyball.

“Wow, this is totally amazing. I could never picture anything as exciting as this no matter how hard you tried to explain it to me, Tex. This just blows my mind,” he exclaimed. Tex told him it would blow other parts of his extremities also, making Jasper laugh, but he was serious.

I put Tom, James and my go-bags in my bedroom and told Jasper and Tex they got the couch so they could strip anywhere as it wasn’t a problem. Tex told Jasper they would probably never see the couch so it didn’t matter anyway as he slept outside or in other guest rooms the entire time he was here last week. He said that was the fun part, getting to meet new sexy guys.

Moments later, before we could even run for beer, Tom, James and Greg showed up. At least I had a towel on at the time, but wouldn’t much longer. Greg gave me a bro hug once again, then I directed them to my bedroom to strip and join us outside on the veranda. Buzz and Hudson emerged naked also and went outside. I went outside with Buzz and Hudson as Tex had already taken off with Jasper, letting their dicks and balls hang free. Buzz and Hudson just shook their heads. I wanted to ask Buzz in the worst way how the romance was coming. He wanted to tell me in the worst way also. I could tell he was excited to tell me, but with Tom, James and Greg there, it was kind of impossible to get into that discussion.
 
Chapter 813 - F

Greg, Tom and James finally emerged with towels. I asked Greg if he was okay with us being naked around him and wouldn’t be offended or embarrassed to be that way with us. “Gees, Josh, I figure what better way to really get to know you guys than being totally naked with you as that way we all know what we’re all about then for sure. But, and this is a big but, if you guys get me excited, it’s your fault and don’t embarrass me for getting excited,” he warned which I thought was cute. I told him around here a boner was a badge of honor so it was all good. “Okay then, just in case it happens, it’s all personal just so you know,” he teased. I really liked him now. We all dropped our towels and sat down but not before I got a real good look at his cock and balls, just the right stuff that made you want to throw your face in his crotch and eat your way out. Okay, he was definitely hot down there. I could only hope to see more of him. I introduced Greg to Hudson and Buzz, both liking what they saw and Greg liking what he saw. I noticed that Tom and James liked what they saw also as I was sure Greg was satisfied with all of us.

“So, Greg, did the interviews go well this afternoon and did my guys line anyone up to be hired?” I asked him. Greg looked at Tom and James.

“Well, I thought the first one was kind of hot, and I think Tom and James liked him also. The second one seemed qualified, but I’m not sure what Tom and James thought about him overall,” Greg replied. “They need to tell you what they thought, not me,”
Greg replied. That was probably a good answer. Tom chuckled.

“Both were good candidates and, to Greg’s credit, he pre-interviewed several on the phone and only set us up with what he felt like were viable candidates, which I have to appreciate as it saved us valuable time. If the ones tomorrow are as good as the ones today have been, then I think we have the makings of a good crew. I sent all the resumes and applications to Taylor at corporate to do background checks, both personal and with the FAA also to see if there have ever been any issues in their backgrounds. Keep in mind, most of these guys are going to be very young and with minimal hours although they are qualified. They want these shuttle jobs to build hours for qualifying for airline pilot jobs once they meet the minimum qualifications for the airlines. It’s hard to retain them once they start getting some hours and think they’re a hot commodity for the airlines, which they are. Can’t say as I blame them. Once we get all the background information complete, James and I will be back to flight test them in the Kings just to make sure they can do what they say they can do. We do that as standard procedure for any pilots we hire, especially Citation pilots. You’d be surprised the number of pilots out there that think they can fly a Citation, claim they’re type rated, but don’t seem to know how to even start the engines. Not a good sign,” Tom explained.

“Greg did a good job of pre-screening the applicants. We didn’t even ask him to do that for us, but he took the initiative, knowing it needed done.” James added. “And, by the way, he handled the King very well today himself. We’ll get him some hours in the Kings during this process of checking out these applicants. That way he can jump in sometime if necessary,” James added. I asked James how Greg kissed before takeoff. James and Greg both chuckled, Greg shaking his head. James looked to Greg. Greg got out of his chair, his nice junk in full view of everyone, then came over to me, leaned down, held my head and kissed me on the lips, saying ‘just like this, Josh’. I almost popped a boner.

“Okay, wow, now that was a good kiss, and I liked it even better because you were naked. You almost made me embarrass myself. Way to win brownie points with me, Greg. I’d say you’re a keeper for sure,” I commented. Greg chuckled as he sat back down and took another sip of beer, remarking how great the beer was. “That’s because we also own a brewery and that is our main product,” I explained. He commented that our company just had a bit of everything it seemed.

“So, you mentioned earlier that Morty might want to retire in the not-too-distant future. Has he said anything to you about passing the torch over to you or what is he thinking about doing in order to retire when and if he decides to do it?” Tom asked Greg.

“We’ve had a few discussions about it, but nothing specific just yet. I know it’s on his mind as he was kind of deflated when he lost his medical after a heart incident. A pilot losing his medical is like having your driver’s license taken away. You know what that would be like to any of us. He has a pacemaker now which keeps him ticking, but he seems to have some problems with that occasionally, nothing the doctors are worried about just yet, but told him to keep a close eye on it. I think they can even read the pacemaker to see what it has to do to keep his heart regular. Guys, Morty is like a father to me, more like grandfather, I guess you could say, but he’s family to me even though not blood. I was thrown out of my house at the young age of 16. It was my fault, actually. My father came home sick from work one afternoon and found me naked in bed with a dude’s dick up my ass and said ‘that’s it, you’re out of here’. I packed my duffle bag, took what savings I had at the time from working after hours at a supermarket, then headed down here to Key West, thinking I’d find guys like me here, and it would be a better environment for my future life. Morty was looking for a line boy at the airport and I applied for the job. He took a liking to me as I was pretty hot at the age of 16, although jail bait at the time. He asked me where I was staying and I told him anywhere I could safely lay my head, explaining to him what happened. He and his partner had a spare bedroom and he let me stay there. They treated me like a son. I’ve worked for him ever since and he encouraged me to get a business degree which I did with local classes and online. Morty just lost his partner a year ago. He was a great guy and we both really miss him. I really think that’s when Morty started going downhill after that. They’d been together for probably 45 years, I would guess. They truly loved one another. He’s just been kind of listless every since then, but I make sure he eats right and look after him, like a son should do for his father, even though I’m not his real son,” Greg explained.

“Wow, you are a genuine, caring person, Greg. He helped you and now you’re helping him. That was a hell of a life change you made leaving home and coming down here, but you met up with the right guy to save you like he did. That’s an amazing story for sure. So, are you going to inherit the FBO if something happens to Morty?” I asked.

“Sadly, I can’t afford it, even if he left me the assets. He’s going to need cash when he sells just to live on. Even though he’s paid me decently through the years, I couldn’t afford to buy it. There will be inheritance taxes. Me not being his blood son, he can’t gift things to me without paying taxes like he could his own children. He does have a couple of children as he was married when he was really young. Obviously, they are in a better position than me, although he says I was the son he never really had. Still tax laws being the way they are, it’s difficult and he has had some kind of relationship with his children who are in their 40’s now. None of them ever came around that much except when they needed money. His ex-wife wasn’t much of a mother to them, but Morty blames himself for not being able to take care of her since he just couldn’t love her like he would have liked to. That was a case of not finding out who you really were before it was too late. Hell, I knew I was gay at probably 10, I’m thinking, as I loved looking at my friends naked at swim parties, when you have to change together. When I got pubes it was all over. I might have been the youngest cocksucker ever as I was sucking dick before I had pubes. Some of my friends matured earlier than I did and when I found out what made them cum, I couldn’t get enough of sucking dick,” Greg commented, making us chuckle.

“I guess we all get that, having had experiences similar to you, but being kicked out of your house at 16 would have been terrible. You were very lucky to have someone like Morty take you in and raise you like he did,” I replied, with the rest of the guys agreeing with me. Did you have any brothers or sisters in your real family?” I asked. He chuckled.

“I have a brother that’s three years younger than me. I think that’s what got me into trouble with my parents as they didn’t want my ‘perverted ways’ to spread to him. I guess they didn’t want to take any chances as he’s the jock in the family, the athlete, good in all sports my father liked. I was good at wrestling because I wanted my face in the guys’ crotches and smell that ball and cock sweat. I’m not offending anyone here telling you guys this stuff, am I?” he asked.

“Not unless you count giving me a boner. Please keep going as this is fascinating,” I told him. Greg smiled.
 
Wow, last few chapters are fantastic (as the rest of them :) just saying...).
Business in Key West is thriving.
Greg and his personality is a little positive surprise.
Please, keep excellent work FT.

Cheers everyone, HLas.
 
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