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Chapter Eighteen
Scott had been persuaded to run yet another tale that he had recorded in George's absence. This time it was from a guy who called himself Mel, again a lone traveller who stayed over for a couple of nights as he drove up the coast to eventually meet up with friends.
'My story involves a Derek, guy I had known for as long as I could remember. We grew up in the same town, went to the same schools and were only parted when we went off to college. Derek wanted to become a marine engineer while I decided to follow and academic course with a view to becoming a teacher. We kept in touch at first but slowly our exchanges petered out and it was during my first year teaching English in a high school that he contacted me again. We found that we were living quite near to one another and we agreed to meet up for a drink and to talk over old times.
Derek was in good spirits and was looking good. He had grown somewhat since I had last seen him but he was still an inch or two shorter than me. While I had dark blond hair, yes I still had some in those days; Derek had a mop of dark hair that fell in waves and curled around his ears. He had quite a long nose but it looked good on him. His complexion was pale without being sallow and his eyes sparkled when he smiled. He had an average build and always seemed to attract the girls.
He told me something about his work and was keen to know how I was getting along in my teaching career. I could tell that all this talk was a preliminary to something that he wanted to tell me but was finding it hard to make a start.
'What is it that you really wanted to see me about?' I asked. He hesitated for a moment and then said, 'I am going to be married.'
'Oh, that's good to hear,' I replied. 'Surely that is not a problem?'
'Well yes and no,' he said. 'You see, I have known beryl for a long time now and we have been going out together regularly for about a year. We have decided to marry and the wedding will be in six weeks time.'
So?' I said, 'That should not be a cause for you to worry, especially if you both love each other.'
'Yes... Yes we are in love but I am wondering whether I will be a disappointment to her.'
'In what way a disappointment?' I asked.
'Well, it's like this,' Derek said. 'We have never had sex. She pledged to remain a virgin until she was married and as she is the only girl I have ever dated... I am a virgin too. What if we are not compatible?'
'You are a good looking healthy guy, I can't see any problem.' I said
'But what if I am... you know.... gay? I.ve not had sex and as I have never pressed her to do more than exchange a chaste kiss, I wonder if I am really straight.'
'Do you fancy guys?' I asked.
'I don't think so, I have never given it any thought,' Derek replied.
'Do you fancy me?' I asked.
'Don't be daft! You are my oldest and best friend ever,' Derek said. 'That's why I want you to be my best man at the wedding.'
'I'll be honoured to be your best man,' I said. 'But how are you going to resolve the doubts you have about your wedding night duties? Have you considered your options?'
'What could they be?' Derek said looking a little puzzled.
'You could go to a whore house and have a woman give you some experience or you could have a fling with a gay guy to ascertain whether or not you are gay or maybe bi-sexual or merely confused.
'Hell! I couldn't go to a whore house!' he exclaimed. 'And a gay guy may give me some awful disease.'
'You don't have to be gay to get what you call an 'awful disease,' I said. 'You know I am gay and I am willing to be a guinea-pig if you want to test your sexuality. We are good friends, I and 100% fit and well as I practice safe sex. There would be no strings attached and I would not expect it to affect our friendship. What do you say?' He thought for a while before replying.
'Would you? I mean would you actually do that with me?'
'Only if you want to,' I said. 'If I am to be your best man then I guess I would be the best man to help you in the circumstances. He looked at me, his eyes full of trust and we walked out to my car and drove to my apartment. On the way he asked, 'What do gay guys do together?'
'What do you think?'
'Stick their cocks in each other?'
'Only if that is what they want. There are other things than that. What do you do when you are feeling horny?'
'I jerk off I guess.'
'Just that, you do not do anything else?'
'No... I have tried sticking my dick in things hoping to feel what it was like to fuck a woman, that's all. Sometimes I have humped a pillow, but none of that gave me any kind of satisfaction,' Derek said blushing as he had never talked to anyone about his lone sexual activities before. We arrived at the parking lot behind the block where my apartment was located and we took the elevator up to the sixth floor. I opened my door and stood aside for him to walk in.
'Nice place you have here,' he said with nervousness in his voice. I showed him round in an effort to put him at his ease. I suggested that we stripped down to our underwear once we were in the bedroom. By coincidence we were both wearing briefs. Mine were more decorative than his simple white ones but he had a nice tan and he looked good. We stood facing one another and he looked at me waiting for me to make a move. I stepped up to him and put my arms around him. He followed my lead and we stood there in a hug for a few minutes.
'What now?' he asked.
'Well, in any sexual encounter the first steps are gentle caressing with the hands, like this,' I said and I ran my hands over his upper body. 'A kiss on the lips, like this,' I said and kissed him in a modest way. He returned the kiss and we then became more adventurous with our lips and tongues. Our hands were still exploring and caressing and I could feel that he was becoming aroused as we ground our hips together. I placed a hand lightly on his bulge and felt his natural recoil.
'Let me touch you,' I said. 'You can touch me.' He relaxed some and I caressed his cock and balls and felt his hand make a tentative exploration of my own package. I had seen his cock in a limp state when we changed for games in high school and knew he was well endowed but nothing could have prepared me for the feel of his cock in its erect state. It was large and his balls were firm as eggs. I put my hand in his briefs and felt his recoil once again as he was unaccustomed to any one touching him in his privates. I pulled his briefs over his cock and dropped to my knees. He had a nice bush and his uncut cock the very personification of temptation. I gripped it in my right hand and licked the tip and drew back its hood. He gasped as I took the mushroom head between my lips and licked his shaft. I sucked on his balls and then took his shaft deep into my mouth. He was tense but soon began to react positively to my action.
'Is this what you do with another guy?' he asked.
'Yes, we stimulate each other by blow jobs or maybe by mutual masturbation. What do you think of this?' I asked and I sucked on his nipples.
'That feels good,' he said I never knew a man's tits could be stimulated like that. Hell, I thought this guy is an innocent abroad! I grabbed his ass cheeks and let a finger run down his crack. He bucked when my finger ran over his tight bud. I turned him round and bent him over the low back of a chair. I spat on his but hole and gently pushed a finger inside. I found his prostate and massaged it with my finger tip.
'Oh fuck!' he said. 'That feels fantastic.' I continued to work his hole to relax it and asked him if he was willing to be penetrated. 'What with?' he asked. 'My cock,' I replied. 'I'll try it,' he said. I got a condom from my nightstand and rolled it down the length of my cock. I put lube on it and a fair dollop on his butt hole. I then slowly pushed my cock against it and felt the head slide in. He groaned but did not object. I gently fucked his ass taking care not to cause him any discomfort. After a time I suggested that we changed our positions and I sat on the chair with him facing me as he impaled himself once more on my hard erection. I let him work himself up and down on my cock, setting his own ace as I watched his cock flop against my belly. I took hold of it and jerked him off as I felt my own climax spurt within the confines of the condom.
'What now?' he asked. He seemed to be getting into the swing of things so I suggested that maybe he would like to do to me what I had done to him. He gave me a tentative blowjob, gagging as he tried to take me deep into his throat. His hand wandered up to knead my nipples; he cupped my balls and sucked manfully on my cock. I had endured far worse so he was good although he was a novice. He asked me to pass him a condom and the lube and he was soon thrusting his cock deep into my butt like there was no tomorrow. We both reached a simultaneous climax and were dripping with sweat as we gasped to get our breathing back to normal.
'How was it for you?' I asked.
'Great!' He replied. 'I'm not sure how that will help me on my wedding night but if having sex with my bride is half as good as that I won't be complaining.'
He phoned me a couple of days later to say that the wedding was off and that I would not be required to be his best man after all. We lost contact but I did hear some years later through a mutual friend that he was in a long term partnership with a male partner. I shall never know whether he was a closet gay or I had brought about a miraculous conversion."
Sometimes the first is the best as Derek found out. Too bad he didn't want to try a few times more just to make sure Mel should have pursued him a little more..... Great story, Auto.
There was an item on the Radio here this morning about a book recently published by the grandson of Ernest Hemingway. It seems the famous author had written as many as fifty-six alternative endings to his novel 'Farewell to Arms'.
This set me thinking - there could be an alternative ending to Mel's story about his encounter with Derek. How much better would it have been had Mel been able to say:
"I had a phone call a couple of days later from Derek asking if he could call round and see me. I said that I would be only too pleased to see him any time soon and arranged for him to visit with me that very afternoon.
'Mel,' he said. 'I have been thinking long and hard about my relationship with Janice. The fact that I have had no trouble in going along with her idea of delaying sex until our wedding night was as much an excuse for me as it was a decision for her. It saved me from having sex with her during our long courtship. To be honest, I dreaded the thought of it. I have to admit that I never had any sexual desire for her. I enjoyed her company and so long as it was platonic that was fine.'
'Are you telling me that you are gay?' I asked.
'Yes, and I have always felt a strong desire for you Mel. Ever since we were kids together, you have been my hero and our coming together has been a dream come true. I have spoken to Janice and told her that I cannot go through with the marriage, I even told her that I was homosexual and until now had been afraid to admit it even to myself. She broke down in tears and returned my ring. So, it's over. Do you have any feelings for me?' he asked.
'Feelings for you? Of course I do and always have,' I replied.
That was to be the beginning of many years together until Derek passed away following a long fight against cancer. I miss him but have many wonderful memories of our time together.'
Bravo, Derek!!!!! I knew he had it in him I like the idea of different endings, Auto. It even gives one a super way to invent their own ending. Probably not as good as yours, but it can stimulate the mind..... as well as other things.
Awesome 'tails', and I like the alternative endings!
If only we had made other moves/choices, at those pivotal moments in our own lives, it's interesting to wonder how much things would have turned out differently from how it all actually played out.
Keep smilin'!!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
A great installment, made all the better by the alternate ending.
This is a bit delayed - I started reading the other day, but didn't finish due to competing time constraints.
That, unfortunately, left the post as "already read" unbolded.
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Chapter Nineteen
George had listened to the recorded stories and thanked Scott for having the foresight to run his recorder so that he would not miss the various tales during his absence. Life could prove a little dull during the winter months while the hotel was closed unless they could find some fellow holiday makers willing to entertain them during the evenings that they spent on holiday. The first part of their vacation was to be a cruise in the Caribbean and they flew down to the Bahamas to board the ship.
This reminds me of the time I worked as a steward on a cruise ship, Scott said.
You were a steward on a cruise ship? George exclaimed in surprise. You have never told me that you did that before!
It was one of those things that were best forgotten. I was nineteen, my parents had been away for the weekend or so I thought. I had a friend over and we were making out when they returned unexpectedly. They had an accident with the car but fortunately, they were unharmed; fortunate for them but unfortunate for me. They called off their trip and came right back home. I was fucking the shit out of Robbie my football buddy on the den rug when they walked in. All hell let loose. They were strict Catholics and I was told that they did not want me under their roof any longer than it took for me to find alternative accommodation. I could not afford a place of my own and so a job on a cruise ship ticked all the boxes when I needed work, accommodation and food on the table in a rush.
I was given some basic training so that I could clean out cabins and bathrooms, change sheets and towels and make up beds. I was given my own cart containing all the gear I needed to carry out my duties and given a list of the cabins that would fall under my care. The crew upped anchor and my new life of virtual slavery began. I hardly saw the light of day as I worked my way through the cabins from breakfast through dinner. Dinner for the passengers that was, while they were enjoying their five course meal I was back on the cabin patrol turning down beds and placing chocolates on pillows to ensure that the over fed folks had a good nights sleep. My next task was to replenish the stocks on my cart ready for the next day only then could I find my way to my own cabin and sleep the sleep of the dead until the wee small hours of the next day when my chores started all over. Where the ship went or where we docked, it was hard to say when you were working all hours below decks in air conditioned hell.
We had been at sea for almost a week when I had an hour to spare, having found ways to earn myself a break when I sat out on the deck set aside for the crew. I shared a small cabin with Hank, a deck steward who much, much older than I and had little or nothing to say to me. It was quite a surprise when a smart young officer spoke to me as I relaxed briefly that afternoon. We started chatting about home and such and I learned that he was twenty-three and had worked on the ship for two years. He was the first friendly guy I had met since my flight from home. Logan, that was his name suggested that we might go ashore for a while the next day as it was to be my day off.
We agreed to meet on the harbour as it was not considered correct for officers to step out with lowly folk like a steward. We were both dressed in t-shirts and shorts as the weather was hot. Logan had been to this place before and told me that he knew of a secluded beach where we could be alone. At first I was not too sure why he wanted us to be alone but I found him attractive and hoped that he was thinking what I was thinking. We arrived at the cove and I had to admit that it was secluded. Surrounded by thick undergrowth and trees on the cliff tops the cove was reached by a steep set to steps cut into the rock face. The beach itself was of fine pure white powdery sand and the sea was a sparkling turquoise color but was as clear as glass once you were in it.
Come on, lets swim, Logan said as he stripped off his shirt and shorts. He was wearing nothing else and looked god like as he stood urging me to follow his lead. I hesitated at first, unsure whether it was safe to skinny-dip. I then stripped off thinking so what, and we ran down into the water. It was almost as warm as a bath and there was none of that initial cold shock I felt when diving into the sea at home. We splashed about and swam side to side across the cove before making our way back onto the beach. The sand stuck to our feet and legs like bakers flour and as we had not brought towels we ran around shaking the excess water from our bodies which quickly dried in the sun.
We spread out our t-shirts and lay side by side on them. For me this was idyllic, such a change from being cooped up below decks slaving away cleaning cabins. We chatted for a while until I became drowsy and fell asleep. How long I dozed I do not know but I was awakened by the feel of Logans hand stroking my chest. He was smiling down at me as he lay on his side, propped up on his right elbow as his left hand wandered over my torso.
Has anyone ever told you that you are cute? he asked.
Not in so many words, I replied, blushing slightly as he leaned in to brush my lips with his own. I had fancied this guy from the first time I saw him striding around the ship in his smart uniform of white shirt and dark navy pants. I had wondered what he would look like naked and was far from disappointed by what I saw when we stripped off for our swim. I was excited now to feel his touch and to look down to see that his cock was standing proudly and pressing against my naked thigh.
What if someone was to see us here? I asked, worried that we could be in trouble should we be spotted together.
Dont worry, he said, were safe here. His fingers brushed down to my balls and he weighed them in his hand, and squeezing in a provocative way. His lips nuzzled my neck and he ran his kisses over my throat and shoulder. He nipped my nubs in turn with his teeth, not enough to hurt but sufficiently to tease them into firm peaks. Still holding onto my balls he ran his tongue down my belly to stop at the base of my dick that by now was hard and standing upright. He blew on it to disperse the few grains of fine sand that had lingered there after our dip in the sea. He ran his tongue around the rim of my cock-head and after smiling up at me with a wicked glint in his eyes, swallowed my shaft deep into his mouth.
He was gentle, nothing like the fumbling experienced with Robbie back home where we were horny buddies needing to get our rocks off with the minimum of finesse. He took as long as was necessary for me to reach a climax. When I offered to return the compliment he merely said Another time, we must be going back to the ship. We got dressed and went back to the harbour where the ship was being prepared to leave on the next leg of the cruise. I was soon back in the confines of the lower deck where my never ending routine of cabin duties was resumed.
A couple of days later I found a note on my cart. It was from Logan telling me to make my way to his cabin at 11.30 that evening. I would be off duty by that time and so I went about my work with a smile on my face that didnt go unnoticed. One or two of the other stewards that passed me during the day asked why I was looking so happy. One even suggested that maybe I had made out with a female passenger, every stewards dream if the conversation in the mess room was to be believed. I left them all guessing and when the appointed time arrived I knocked cautiously on Logans cabin door.
He opened up and quickly pulled me inside, checking that no one in the gangway had seen me. We sat side by side on his bunk and he handed me a glass of wine.
So glad you came, Logan said. I was not sure whether you would want to accept my invitation.
How could I resist? I replied. You said there would be a next time when we were at the beach. I have been looking forward to it for days. He took the glass from my hand and put it alongside his own on the small cabinet by the bunk. With a hand on my thigh he started to kiss me, long lingering kisses. I placed my hand on his crotch and rubbed the growing bulge. He was wearing pyjama bottoms and a t-shirt and so it was easy for me to release his cock from its hiding place. I knelt down and took the tip between my lips and licked off the pearl if pre-cum. Logan put his hands on top of my head and guided me down onto his ever increasing erection.
Oh fuck! he said, That feels so good. I continued to work on his cock and he undid the button on the waist band of his PJs and opened them up so that I could caress his balls. He had shaved the sack and trimmed his pubes leaving enough hair to tickle my nose as I deep throated his magnificent cock. I sucked on his balls while using a hand to jerk on his spit-slicked cock.
Enough, he said. I dont want to cum just yet. Take your clothes off, Scott. I did as he asked and as I stripped he reached into the drawer of the bunk side cabinet and pulled out a pack of condoms. I watched as he took one from its pack and rolled it onto his erection. He then took a bottle of lube and dripped some onto his rubbered cock while a further few drops were applied to my butt hole with hsi lubed up fingers. The lube was cold and caused me to shiver but the shivering changed to an electric tremble as I felt his cock pressing home. He had me straddling his legs as he sat on the bunk, his cock firmly planted inside me. I bounced up and down as his still lube covered hand jerked on my cock. I put an arm around his neck and let my tongue explore his lips and mouth as he fucked my butt.
We had to stifle our moans and cries as the cabin walls were paper thin and sound could carry but our passion was unabated by this small consideration. We changed positions several times; I found myself being pounded doggy fashion on the bunk, on my back with my legs flung over his shoulders and even balanced on the cabin floor with my entire weight on my shoulders as Logan pushed his cock into my ass as I was bent in two with my own cock hovering above my face.
Our frantic coupling grew to a shattering climax as we both came with sweat soaked bodies and gasping for air. We huddled together on his bunk, clasping our arms around our heaving bodies feeling the sticky mess on our bellies as they were clenched together, our cocks sliding in the mess between us. It was the most over whelming sexual experience i had ever enjoyed and one that I wished could never end.
We laughed as we struggled together in the restricted space of the tiny cabin bathroom shower and making do with the one and only towel. We kissed goodnight once I had dressed and I made my way back to my own shared cabin where Hank, my surly companion, was sleeping as I climbed into my bunk making as little noise as possible so as not to disturb him.
The next morning, just after I had my breakfast and started my work; I was summoned to the Captains cabin. I knocked on the door and a gruff voice ordered me to enter. I saw the Captain sat behind a desk and Logan standing before him.
It has been brought to my notice that you have both been indulging in a sexual relationship, the Captain said. This is something I will not tolerate aboard my ship. You, he pointing at me, will be set ashore as soon as we reach the next port. You will be given your wages and the fare for a flight back home. He then turned to Logan and said, I am disgusted to find that one of my officers should be cavorting in his cabin with a steward! You will forfeit seven days pay and be relieved of your duties once this cruise is over.
We have no means of appeal against the Captains judgement as his word was law on board ship. I discovered that I had inadvertently left Logans note in my shared cabin as it was the rat Hank who had read it and reported us to the Captain. I could only guess he was jealous as I had found a friend. All too soon, I found myself out of work with nowhere to go. I found an army recruiting office and joined the military as the most obvious way to get both work and a home.
I certainly hope Scott kept in touch with Logan. Or maybe Logan will find Scott again and be a guest at the resort. There's nothing better than those few short years of youth and the excitement and trouble in which one finds themselves. Another great story, Auto.
Hey, Auto!
THANK YOU! for the latest addition to "Tales"!
I really appreciated that it was from Scott!
I do have some experience with cruise ships. Spent a week on one crossing the Atlantic, New York to Milan. However, I was still a 'lad' at the time, and traveling with my family, all of us in one cabin. There was absolutely NO chance of even jerking off!
Sorry to hear of the cirCUMstances of Scott getting kicked out of his Family Home. However, those consequences lead to him meeting George!
Keep smilin'!!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
A most engaging and erotic tale of a Summer's Tryst.
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Chapter Twenty
Scott and George were enjoying their second day at sea, the weather was fine, the sea was calm and they were sunning themselves on loungers when one of the ship's officers walked up to them.
'Scott... Is that really you?' Scott looked up at the figure standing over him and it took a few seconds to recognize it as being Logan. The passing years had not changed him too much. His hair had a distinguishing touch of gray on the sides and there were lines around his eyes but he was still as handsome as ever.
'Logan! It's wonderful seeing you here after all this time!' Scott exclaimed. 'George, look it's Logan – my old shipmate I was telling you about.' Logan reached out to shake hands with George who was impressed by the handsome looking ship's officer.
'Hi! Good to meet you – Scott was only telling me about you a short time ago and I have to say, I wondered whether you really existed or whether you were part of his vid imagination.'
'I guess I'm real – at least I was the last time I looked!' Logan laughed.
'So what are you doing here?' Scott asked.
'It's rather necessary for me to be here – I am the ship's captain,' Logan said with pride.
'So you made good! Scott said, 'I'm so pleased for you!'
'Look, I have got to get back to the bridge. I want to catch up with old times, Scott. Why don't you guys come to my cabin for dinner tonight when we can have more time together.' Logan said.
'Thanks,' George and Scott said in unison. 'See you what, around 7 pm?' Scott continued.
'That will be good... see you later then,' Logan said as he walked off.
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After a sumptuous dinner in the snug surroundings of the captain's cabin, George and Scott settled back to listen to a story Logan had to share with them.
'I may as well tell you what happened after Scott and I were reprimanded for our liaison all those years ago. As you know Scott, I was kept on until the end of the cruise. It was all of three months before the ship eventually arrived back at its home port and I was discharged by the bigoted captain. I had a car in storage waiting for my return so that I could drive home. It was mid-autumn by that time and the nights were drawing in and the weather was becoming increasingly unpleasant. I had a drive of about a hundred and fifty miles ahead of me and by the time I had just the last five or so to go, the rain was coming down in torrents.
Visibility was poor and I had to slow down to peer through the windshield to see the road. Suddenly a figure jumped out into the range of my lights and I braked sharply to avoid hitting him. It was a guy of about my own age who was dressed in jeans and an open denim jacket over a drenched white t-shirt. It was the white of the shirt that saved his life I guess, as it was that which was picked up in the beam of my headlights. He ran round to my window and asked if I could give him a ride.
I hesitated for a moment, not anxious to have so much wet on my passenger seat. Then I took pity on him and told him to jump into the car. As I drove off he told me how he had been hijacked and his car stolen along with all his possessions. His home was good forty or so miles further up the highway than mine so I suggested that he stay over at my house for the night in the hope that the weather would improve and he could make arrangements for a replacement car.
My home at that time was quite some way out of town and isolated in a small clearing in what was otherwise dense woodland. I drove up to the single storey house and parked as close as I could to the door. Even so the heavy rain made my passenger as wet as he had been when I picked him up and did its best to soak me as I struggled with my holdall and foraged in my pocket for my front door key. We stumbled inside over the pile of junk mail that littered the door mat and I switched on the lights. I got my first good look at Flynn. He was a college student on his way home after taking his final exams. His dark blond hair was plastered to his head by the rain and he was dripping water onto the oak floor boards. Without asking me he started to strip off. First his jacket and then his wet t-shirt that was stuck to him like a second skin. His body was that of an athlete, finely muscled with a nice tan. He kicked off his shoes and wriggled out of his jeans and socks. With his wet clothes in a heap at his feet he stood there in just his white underwear.
Only my jacket and pants had been dampened by the deluge as we got from the car so my plight was nowhere so desperate. I showed him to the bathroom so that he could warm up with a hot shower. I then gathered up his clothes and took them to the kitchen so that they could go into the washer. I dried my hair on a towel and took off my wet pants. My boxers were dry as was my shirt and socks, so I wandered around putting on lights and turning up the heating in a state of semi-undressed.
Food was the next criterion and I rustled up a meal of fish from the freezer with fries and bread rolls that I defrosted in the micro-wave oven. I had given Flynn my bath robe to put on once he had finished his shower. He used my phone to report the theft of his car to the police before we sat and chatted over our meal. He told me how he had stopped on the road as a car had appeared to have broken down. It was the classic ploy used by carjackers and Flynn had fallen for it hook, line and sinker. They took his keys, credit cards and cash as well as his car leaving him to walk along the darkening road. Several cars had passed him but none had stopped and then the rain started to fall. As I drove up, he knew the only way to get me to stop was to stand in my way, risking his life. The alternative was to possibly die from exposure in the storm as the temperature plummeted. Fortunately, I had stopped and here we were together in my small bachelor pad.
Together we washed the dishes after our meal and it was my turn to take a shower. I changed into some fresh boxers and set about making up the spare bed for my guest and we then retired to our separate rooms.
I found it difficult to sleep. The storm was still raging outside and the sound of the rain on the roof was extraordinary. When I did drop off I had a series of weird dreams and in one I was having sex with a guy. I did not know who he was but he kept calling my name. I awoke to the sound of a loud clap of thunder. Immediately after it there was a great flash of lightning that lit up the room despite the fact that the drapes were closed. I then heard the voice calling my name again. I turned on the light by the bed and saw Flynn standing in the doorway.
'Logan... do you mind if I sleep with you... I am terrified of thunder storms and can't bear to be alone?'
I held open the bedclothes and he slipped in beside me. He explained how his home had been hit by lightning when he was a child and the house caught on fire and was destroyed. He and his parents managed to escape unharmed but his brother was killed. He lay beside me his naked body trembling and I put an arm around him to comfort him. The trembling slowly stopped and the storm seemed to pass over. Flynn had sent out no sexual signals, so respecting his privacy I made no move on him and soon we were both sleeping.
When I woke I saw that it was eight o'clock and the sun was shining, a fine morning after the storm. I got up leaving Flynn sleeping in my bed and after washing and shaving, I set about preparing some breakfast. Flynn joined me in the kitchen dressed in the robe I had lent him. His clothes were dry and he took them to the guest room to get dressed. After we had breakfast I offered to drive him home. He said he did not want to trouble me further but I insisted, saying that I had nothing else to do as I was on vacation for the next three weeks. Before leaving he phoned his insurance company to report the car theft. He felt that there was little hope of seeing it again as it was most likely to be used in a crime and then torched to cover the tracks of the hijackers.
Our drive to Flynn's home was uneventful. When we arrived he insisted that I stay and travel back the next day. He found a note on the kitchen counter explaining that his parents had gone to visit with his grandmother who had fallen and broken her wrist; they would be with her for a few days.
'Not much hope of a dinner here with mom away,' said Flynn. 'There is a diner nearby we could go there to eat if you like?'
'That's more than fine by me,' I replied aware that as Flynn had lost his cash and credit card, I would be picking up the check. The diner proved to be one of the better ones and the food was good. We returned to the house and watched TV for a time. Flynn explained that there was no spare room but as we had shared my bed the night before, maybe I would not be averse to sharing his. After taking showers in turn we hit the sack.
'I owe you big time,' Flynn said as we lay in the darkened room.
'It's nothing. I a pleased to have been able to help you and I have enjoyed having your company,' I replied.
'There is a way I can show my gratitude,' he said and I felt his hand on my neck. He drew me close and kissed me on the cheek. When I did not recoil he kissed me on the mouth. I responded and soon we were exchanging kisses that became more and more passionate. His lips and tongue explored my neck and chest and I grew increasingly hard.
'That feels good,' he said as his hand moved over my erection and balls. He grasped my cock and moved down the bed so that his face was over my groin. I felt his warm breath on my lower abdomen as he jerked on my cock before taking it in his mouth. I moaned with pleasure, this was the first time I had sex with another guy since my encounter with you Scott and I was as horny as hell.'
Scott said, 'I can understand that. I had blue balls for weeks after our time together. But carry on with your story...'
'Flynn was hot, of that I had no doubt,' Logan continued. 'He sucked my cock and licked my balls all the while fingering my butt hole. I could feel his hard uncut cock as it brushed against me from time to time and was hungry for it. I pushed him off me and spun round so that I could take him into my mouth. He was dripping pre-cum and it tasted sweet on my lips. His cock head was large and well formed and fitted my mouth like a slippery plug. I yearned to feel it in my ass and told him so.
Flynn found a pack of condoms and a bottle of lube tucked away amongst his underwear. 'My mom found these onetime and asked me why I had them,' Flynn laughed. 'I explained that they were required for a medical condition and had been prescribed by a doctor. When it comes to matters of sex she is very naive having been raised as a devout Catholic and my dad is not much better.' Flynn allowed me to put the condom on his magnificent cock and I knelt up on my hands and knees so that he could lube my butt hole. I Shuddered a little as I felt the cold lube on my ass but I let out a grateful "Oh YES!" as I received the full length of Flynn's cock. He was a considerate lover and was gentle with me. However as we both got more and more aroused he increased his pace until he was riding me as though he was a jockey with an eye on winning the Kentucky Derby. Man that was some hot fuck! He slapped my butt, stinging it until I could feel it glowing before he finally came and pulled out from me, collapsing at my side.
'Your turn now,' he said as he gasped for air. He handed me the condoms and I put one on my pre-cum dripping cock. I was so close to a climax myself that I did not think I could give him as much of a good time as he had just given me. I took a firm grip around the top part of my cock as it was said that such action could delay ejaculation. Full of hope, I pushed into his butt after applying a liberal amount of the lubricant. He was tight and almost virginal as he allowed me to pump my rod deep into him. As I feared, I did not last long before I came. We were both shaking with the effects of our climax and dozed as we came down from the pinnacle of our frantic fucking. After a time we had recovered sufficiently to repeat the performances until our balls ran dry and our cocks were sore from so much use.
I stayed with Flynn for the best part of a week, only leaving after he received a phone call to say that his parents were on their way home. He had not come out to them and felt it advisable for me to make myself scarce for the sake of appearances. I was sorry to go but like most good things, they cannot last forever.'
'Goddamn!' George exclaimed. 'That was some experience; I do think you have made Scott a little jealous of Flynn.'
'Flynn was hot but I shall always remember my time with Scott, he no need to be jealous,' Logan said.
Another AWESOME story! And, thrilled that Logan made Captain! Often, the best 'revenge' is Success!
And, what a way to cum home! Did Logan see more of the Sexy Flynn? I'm certainly hoping so!
THANK YOU! for making another one of my days, Auto!!
Keep smilin'!!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
Where do I sign up for one of these adventures with a young buck?!
I'm definitely feeling a need for a little lovin'.
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Great story and happy to hear of Logan's promotion. It would be fun to learn of Flynn's future and the possibility that he also may join our vacationing friends. Stranger things have happened.....lol Thanks Auto.
Pleased to see my faithful followers enjoyed Logan's story. As for Flynn, well he does have another interesting adventure to relate to the Gledhill House fraternity... watch this space
Chapter Twenty-one [Part One]
Logan's story has aroused interest in Flynn and what might have happened to him after his experience with Logan. This is a departure from the usual way in which George and Scott learned about the sexual exploits of guests and their partners, suffice it to say that the story found its way into the archive, the means by which it was achieved is of no real consequence.
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A couple of days after Logan had left on his journey back home, Flynn received a phone call from the police. The hijackers had been traced and his car was being held in the police pound. The belongings that had been stolen along with the car were in the trunk. The only thing missing was the cash they had stolen. The credit cards were safe and a check had proved that they had not been used. Flynn realized that he had been lucky and agreed to go down to the pound to collect the car and give a final statement. The detective concerned said that in view of the number of similar hijacks that the crooks had carried out would ensure that they would go down for a very long stretch.
Pleased to have his car back along with his other stuff, Flynn had to find something to earn a few bucks during the summer vacation before he returned to the university to study for his doctor's degree. He was an active kind of guy and liked to use his hands in manual labor preferably in the outdoors and so he scanned the vacancy ads for jobs in the construction industry. Few seemed to be recruiting but he did find an advertisement placed by a person who was converting some industrial buildings into homes. He made a note of the phone number and called the advertiser.
'Hi! You are looking for help with your building conversion project?'
'Sure thing buddy, what skills do you have?'
'None really but I am willing to work hard if you need general labour,' Flynn replied anxiously, thinking that maybe the man needed a plumber, bricklayer or carpenter.
'Best you come down and see me. I can show you what I am doing and we can take it from there,' was the reply. 'My name is Ted Webster; you'll find me at the location in my advertisement any time between 8 am and 6 pm Monday through Friday.'
'OK if I come round today Mr Webster?' Flynn asked.
'Sure, but call me Ted. See you when you get here.' With that Webster hung up. Flynn thought Webster sounded brusque and wondered what kind of boss he would be. 'Only one way to find out,' he told himself and climbed into his car and headed out for the location of the work site. Less than half an hour away from his home, Flynn reckoned that the location would be ideal provided the work was offered to him. As he approached the site he saw that it was a group of red brick buildings set in an open sided square and a dilapidated sign indicated that a small manufacturing business had once occupied them. He parked his car in the yard and walked over to the open door in the central building.
'Is anyone there?' Flynn called out breaking the silence. Then he heard the sound of footsteps on the floor above him and a man appeared at the top of the iron spiral stairs. He had the build of a large heavy weight wrestler, a shaved head with a stubble black beard. His arms and chest bulged from a tattered sweat and grease stained t-shirt while his tree trunk like legs filled his jeans, split at the knees, as they were fit to burst under the strain. The iron stairs shook and his booted feet carried him down to the floor where Flynn stood in awe of the man as he approached.
'I suppose you are the one wanting a job here, I'm Ted Webster,' the man grunted as he whipped his sweaty hand on his jeans before holding it out to Flynn.
'Yes sir, I was hoping you could use me,' Flynn replied, surprised that his hand was not crushed as he shook the massive hand that gripped his own.
'I'm Ted, you can call me Ted. You look fit enough. You can shift rubble and help with other tasks. Have you ever done plastering or bricklaying?'
'N... no, sir but I am willing to learn and I have done some painting and decorating with my dad.'
'We'll have to see. For now I need the rubble and junk in the yard piled into a dumpster. You can make a start tomorrow morning. I get here at eight; see you then. Meanwhile any questions?'
'Yes sir, I mean Ted. What is the pay?' Flynn asked.
'We'll see how you work and then decide on the pay. Check in tomorrow morning and don't be late. I don't tolerate tardy workers.' Ted said as he turned on his heel and made his way back up the iron stairs leaving Flynn watching as he disappeared. He walked out to where his car was parked and saw a young man stood by it.
'Hey dude, you just met my old man?'
'Yes... he's your father?' Flynn asked
'Sure. Are you coming to work here?'
'Yes, I start in the morning.'
'You are welcome, I wouldn't work for him; he's a slave driver. I'm Ted junior by the way, known as TJ; probably see you around.' TJ walked away and disappeared around the end of the building. Flynn could not see how a hulk like Ted could be the father of such a fit looking young man. TJ had an athletic build, was about five feet ten inches high and probably weighed about one hundred and fifty pounds. His black hair was the only thing he seemed to have inherited from Ted and while he filled his jeans, they were slim fit and his bubble butt caused Flynn to feel a stirring in his groin as TJ walked away.
Memories of his time with Logan were still fresh in his mind and he wondered what it would be like to make out with TJ. Then he laughed as he thought what it would be like to make out with Ted. It seemed unlikely that the hulking father of that hot young dude would be up for man on man sex. Flynn climbed into his car and drove home wondering what work the next day would be like.
To be continued.
Ah! New and interesting characters, Auto. Flynn might be in for more that just TJ.... Can't wait for "To be continued."
Oh, YES! More stories!!
I have to say that I've been a HUGE fan of 2008spike's "TJ", and I'm not sure I can handle another one!
However, I'm more than willing to give it a GO!
Eagerly awaiting MORE, Auto!!
Keep smilin'!!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
Now that you mention it, Chaz, I wonder if Flynn made his way to Applevalley, California.....
An intriguing start to the next tale from the past. . .
So much to ponder about . . .
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Chapter twenty-one [part two]
The next morning Flynn awoke to the sound of his alarm clock. He checked the time and saw that he had enough for a quick breakfast and a shower, he decided not to bother with shaving; he had a light beard and leaving it to grow for a day or so would not make him look all that scruffy. He put on a pair of clean white briefs and found an old pair of jeans and T-shirt in the bottom of his closet. A pair of desert boots completed his work outfit and he went down to the kitchen for some coffee and a bagel with cream cheese. He had not expected his mom to be up but she was waiting for him in the kitchen.
Thanks mom, but you no need to have bothered, I could have seen to breakfast, Flynn said as he reached for his coffee mug.
No trouble, son, she replied. Its nice to have you back for a while and as today is your first day in the new job, I wanted to be sure you had something inside you before you set off. I have also made up some sandwiches for you to take fir your midday break.
Gee, thanks. I hadnt thought that far ahead. Ill take a couple of Cokes as well and that should see me through the day. Flynn put the pack of sandwiches and the Cokes in a small back pack and after he had finished his breakfast, kissed his mom goodbye and went off to the construction site.
As he pulled into the yard he saw Ted climb down from a truck and stand waiting to greet him. Good, you are on time, thats what I like to see. Youll find a shovel over there and some heavy duty gloves; youll need those when you come to shift bricks and broken glass. There are two dumpsters to fill. Give me a shout when you have shifted all the rubble and I will phone the guys to come and take the dumpsters away and bring fresh ones. Flynn took a look at the pile of rubble and realized that he was going to work hard if he was to clear it all in a single day. Undaunted he grabbed the shovel and made a start on the loose material.
Flynn as young, strong and fit and he soon made inroads into the pile. The day began to warm up so after an hour or so, he stripped off his sweaty t-shirt and cracked open one of his cans of Coke. As he supped from the can TJ appeared. Hi! he said, I see the old man has got you hard at it. Dont let him make you do too much in this heat. Flynn was conscious of the fact that TJ was casting an appreciative eye over his muscular arms and torso, an eye that lingered perhaps a little too long if he was a straight guy. Flynn did not mind as he found TJ attractive and wondered if in fact he was gay.
Im just fine, Flynn said. I dont mind a bit of hard manual work, it keeps me in trim and I get paid better than having to pay to go to the gym for the same result.
Just dont overdo it; see you around, TJ said and he went around the back of the building in the direction from which he had come. Flynn was curious to know where TJ had gone, so before starting to work again he walked around the back of the building and saw a large quite new looking trailer. Maybe that was where TJ and his father were living while the work on the buildings was in progress he thought. He went back to the rubble and started to pick up bricks and throw them into the dumpster. The bricks were covered in dust from old plaster and mortar an very soon Flynns sweating body was covered in a layer of red dust and dirt. Having filled the first dumpster it was midday and time for his lunch break. Flynn went in search of a faucet so that he could rinse his hands and face so that he could eat his sandwiches. He wandered into the main building where he found Ted erecting the wooden framework for an dividing wall.
Hi Ted, is there some place I can wash up so that I can eat my lunch? he asked.
Through there, Ted said pointing at a door in the corner. Youll find a restroom. It is old and none too special but fully functional. Flynn followed Teds directions and found the restroom. It was a mens room that would have served for the staff when the buildings were used for business. There was a stained urinal and a couple of cubicles each with a toilet pan that had seen better days. Flynn smiled when he spotted the crotch high hole in the dividing partition between the two cubicles. He had heard about glory holes but this was the first one he had seen. The sink was clean and there was hot and cold running water, soap and a dispenser of paper towels. Flynn ran water into the sink and washed his face and hands, using a paper towel to dry them. Walking back to his car he sat in it to eat his sandwiches and drink another can of the Coke. After resting for ten minutes or so, he went back to work.
The hands on his watch registered four oclock when he had loaded the last of the bricks and other rubble into the second dumpster. He had not seen Ted all afternoon but had heard hammering coming from the building. He went over and looked inside and saw that his boss had finished the wooden frame work and had nailed plaster board to it, completing the partition wall he was constructing. Ted looked up and smiled at him as he approached. Flynn had never seen Ted smile before and he felt much more relaxed in his presence as a consequence.
Well, have you cleared it all? Ted asked.
Yes sir, the dumpsters are ready for collection. Flynn replied with a degree of pride.
OK, Ill phone the guys to come and collect them. You may as well finish up for the day and Ill see you in the morning.
Thanks, Flynn said and went out to drive home. A he reached his car TJ appeared again.
Just off? he asked. Flynn said that he had been given leave to go as he had done all there was to do that day. Surely you dont want to go home in that state? TJ said. You can come to the trailer and have a shower if you like.
Not much point in that as my clothes are so dirty, Flynn replied, but thanks for the offer.
We are about the same size, I can lend you some jeans and a shirt, seems silly to get in your car with all that mess on you, TJ said. His words made good sense to Flynn, is mother would be none too pleased if he trailed dust and dirt through the house when he got home, so he decided to accept the offer. TJ led the way round to the trailer.
Kick off your boots here and leave your dirty clothes as well, no one will see you and you can make it to the shower without leaving a trail of dust to the bathroom, TJ suggested. Flynn saw the sense in the idea and did as he was told. He blushed a little as he stripped down to his briefs knowing that TJ was watching his every move. The bathroom door was almost opposite the side entry to the trailer and he stepped into the shower cubicle having shed his sweaty briefs. The powered jets of water washed over him and he used gel to clean his hair and body.
Ill leave a towel here for you, he heard TJ call out to him over the sound of the rushing water. Feeling refreshed and clean once more Flynn turned off the water and stepped out to dry himself. The large towel soon had him dry and he picked up his briefs having decided against putting them back on as they were wet with sweat. He went out from the bathroom and found TJ sitting in the lounge area of the trailer.
Ill get you the clothes, TJ said. Are those your underwear? Looks like you will need some of those as well. I have some new ones you can have. He went into what must have been a bedroom and returned with the various items of clothing. Flynn had waited with just the towel around his waist and was a little concerned that TJ had not offered him the privacy of the bedroom in which to get dressed.
You look pretty fit, TJ said casting an admiring look over Flynns body. Have you ever considered modelling?
No... I question has never arisen, its not something I have thought about. Flynn replied holding onto the towel.
I am creating a portfolio for a project I am working on. How about I take some shots of you? I think you would look great.
Not so sure about that, Ive never done anything like that before or even given it any thought, Flynn replied.
Like I said, you look great, TJ replied. I must say you look pretty well endowed as well, although Im not suggesting you flash your cock for the camera, he continued while thinking to himself that was precisely what he had in mind if all went well. He took a step nearer to Flynn and as he did so the door was flung open and Ted appeared.
Hey dont you start your little games with Flynn, hes a good worker and I dont want you scaring him off like you did the last two guys I had working for me. Ted said angrily.
Ive just had a shower and TJ is giving me the loan of some clean clothes, nothing is going on, Flynn said hastily to his employer who was showing a degree of anger.
OK then but you watch out of that son of mine, hes a fairy and wants to get into the pants of any live male that crosses his path! Ted said as he walked over to the bathroom door. Im taking a shower. I expect you to be dressed and gone by the time Im done and Ill see you at eight sharp tomorrow morning.
Once his fathers back was turned, TJ tossed a rude gesture in the direction of where he had stood. Fuck you too you old killjoy, he said under his breath and then looking at Flynn he said, I am serious; you would make a great model. Well talk about it again meanwhile you had better so as the old man says otherwise there could be trouble. Dropping the towel Flynn picked up the briefs and put them on under the watchful and appreciative eye of TJ. He quickly put on the other clothes and said, Ill be going. Maybe we can come to some arrangement... see you tomorrow.
Flynn was attracted to TJ and couldnt understand why he didnt make a direct approach if he wanted to make out with him. The photography ruse was hardly original. Then his thoughts turned to Ted. He wondered what he may be like once he had showered and put on some decent clothes. Ted was what in gay terms would be called a bear... a daddy bear even, and he had often toyed with the idea of a session with one of the WWE stars and Ted looked the part despite the sweat and the grime.
Flynn made his way to his car and drove home.
To be continued.
And the story slowly builds the heat and suspense and . . .
Enjoying Flynn's Summer job encounter.
What's next, a cover SPREAD for GQ, PlayGirl, Body builder monthly?
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
TBC?? Damn! I HATE That!!
However, given the Potential, I'm more than willing to "WAIT for IT!"
Now the question is ... Which way will Flynn GO? Ted? TJ?? BOTH???
THANK YOU! for the impending Thrills, Auto!!
Keep smiln'!!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
Could it be that Daddy is sick and tired of Junior stealing away all the low hanging fruit?
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
I love how we all have such conspiracy theories.... I wonder if Auto even takes us seriously... However, I have to agree with both Chaz and DQ. Ted could be a daddy bear and TJ probably does scare off his "employees." My theory is Flynn will get both of them. Not sure if it will be through the glory hole or TJ's bedroom...... Way to go Auto.
I take each and everyone of you very seriously!Originally Posted by Craiger
For the record, at this juncture, even I don't know what will happen next. I have three people who are in turmoil. TJ is a predator who can't keep his mind out of Flynn's pants, Ted who is anxious to finish his building conversion and Flynn, who is a fledgling who is still learning to fly and in reality wants to experience everything.
I'll keep in touch.....
And we'll keep letting our minds roam freely - mostly in the gutter, but freely!
(Chaz and I can really work off each other's ideas quite "well"!)
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Flynn parked his car on the strip of land at the side of the family home and entered the house by the back door that led into the kitchen.
'Hi! Flynn, you're home early,' his mom said. 'Do you want to eat now or later?'
'Not too sure just now,' Flynn replied. 'I am expecting a message from some friends, so I may be going out.'
'We hardly see you son,' his mother replied sadly. Flynn smiled; he realized that since he had been home he had not spent much time with his parents but being away at university had changed him and he no longer enjoyed sitting with his mom and dad while they watched TV, more frequently now than ever with their eyes closed.
'Sorry mom, but the guys and I have not met up for ages and we have been planning to get together while I am home,' Flynn said before taking leave of his mother and going to his room. He booted up his computer and signed on for his email. There hidden amongst a list of junk mail and spam was a message from 'The Three Musketeers.' Disregarding all the other messages he opened that one up. He knew it was from his old high school friends, he had been their D'Artagnan to their Athos, Porthos and Aramis. It all seemed a little childish now but they had been very firm friends until they had all gone their separate ways after leaving high school; it would be good to see them once more.
The message, which had been sent by Chaz said that the Musketeers would be meeting at The Cove, at seven-thirty that same evening. Flynn smiled. He remembered their last evening at The Cove when Don got drunk and they had to carry him home. His mom had threatened to refuse to let him in the house but Craiger was persuasive as usual and she relented. Between the three of them they managed to get Don up to his room and onto his bed. After removing his boots and his jeans they left him snoring to sleep off the effects of one too many beers. Flynn knew that Don was married now and with a kid on the way was likely to be much more responsible in his drinking habits.
He stripped off the clothes that TJ had supplied and showered. After drying himself he put on clean underwear and a dress shirt, a pair of smart pants, socks and a new pair of loafers he had received as a birthday present from his parents... well they had given the him cash and he bought the loafers, they could not be trusted to buy the kind of things he would wear. A quick check in the mirror to make sure that his hair looked suitably mussed-up to be fashionable and he went down to say goodbye to his mom before setting off to The Cove. It was not far to walk and he didn't want to take his car if he was going to have a couple or three beers.
The Cove was a restaurant and bar that catered mainly for the younger crowd. It had a warm and friendly atmosphere and the food was good and reasonably priced, or at least it was the last time the four friends had gathered there. AS he entered the room above the buzz of conversation he saw Chaz waving to him. He walked over to the table set within a semi-circular alcove and shook hands with Chaz, Don and Craiger in turn. 'Hi! Guys good to see y'all, it's been too long,' Flynn said, genuinely happy to be back with his friends of such long standing. 'Who is this though?' he asked, looking at the fourth man in the group.
This is Leon,' Don said. 'We heard you are working for Ted Webster. Leon worked for him a while back and we thought it would be good for you to get to know him.'
'Hey, Leon good to meet you,' Flynn said as he sat alongside the new member of the party. 'So when did you work for Ted?'
'Up until about a month ago,' Leon replied. 'I left after the bother I had with his son.'
Flynn felt the eyes of his three friends upon him as they watched for his reaction to what Leon had to say. 'You had a problem with TJ?' Flynn asked. 'How so?'
Craiger, who until now had been quietly listening to what the others were saying, said. 'Tell him Leon. He should know just what a creep that s.o.b. can be.'
'Where shall I start?' Leon asked.
'Why not start at the beginning Chaz said. Chaz was always inclined to be forthright. He had always been the leader of the group and the others looked up to him, not only because he was an ideas man but he was also something of a Lothario, if that name could be applied to a handsome dude with a penchant for guys rather than girls. His sexploits were legend and they loved to hear how 'his animal' had made a new conquest.
Leon smiled in Chaz's direction, 'OK, I'll do just that,' he said.
To be continued
HA! I'm at a loss for words! Yeah! ME!
I'm quite Pleased, and Very Honored, to be included in the story! THANK YOU! for that Surprise! 'Tis always nice to gather with Friends!
Now ... let's get on with Leon's tail (no, that's not a typo), Flynn's reaction, and subsequent adventures!!
Keep smilin'!!
When you said they were meeting at The Cove, my first thought was "Skinny Dipping" might ensue!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
What can I say that wasn't said so eloquently by your compatriots back in the early/mid '60's?
I'm flattered to be a part of your story - even if I am the one who couldn't hold his libation!
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Good God! I never thought I would be immortalized in one of Autolycus' hot stories.... And with such distinguished company as Chaz and Don.... I too am honored, Auto. I hope we all live up to our characters standing.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Leon's Story
I was a quiet kid, I knew I was different but did not understand that it was the gay thing until I was older. I was bullied at school and as I went to a different high school from you guys, I did not have such good friends around me to rely on. I went to college and got a qualification in computer and business studies. Unable to find a job after I graduated I tended to sit at home and spend hours on my computer. My mom was always on to me to get out, make friends and find work. Then one day, a friend told her about Ted Webster needing someone to help out with his accounts and office work. To cut a long story short, I applied and he took me on.
Things went well for a time but then one day his son, Ted junior came into the office. He seemed nice and we became friendly over the next few days. Ted senior seemed a little put out by our friendship and whenever he saw us together he would find a reason to send me off to the building supply depot or on some other mission. I regret that he didn't give me a more specific warning about his son and what he was like. Still you want to hear what happened.
One day when Ted was away, TJ came into the office where I was working. He had his camera with him and told me that he was taking pictures for a portfolio he was assembling. He wanted me to pose for him, saying that he thought I had good bone structure and would be photogenic. I guess I was flattered as I said that I would be happy to pose for him. Initially, he took shots of me working at the desk and as I became comfortable with the camera he suggested that maybe I took my shirt off. I saw no harm in that although I was not one to think that my body was all that special. I was not a sporty type and I did not work out although I did swim quite often, and still do.
He then produced a pack of designer underwear and suggested that I might pose wearing some. By now I was getting into the swing of posing for TJ and I put on a pair of briefs.
'You look great,' he said. 'It would look better if you could make your bulge bigger; rub your cock a little.' I did as he asked, feeling embarrassed. He said that I was not having enough of an effect and he reached out and touched my cock. It was slowly firming up inside the undies by now. He then put his hand down inside the briefs and grabbed hold of my cock. I had not been with a guy before, although I was gay and so far had only fantasized about what it would be like having viewed plenty of gay porn on the internet. The next thing I knew he was sucking my cock and I was admittedly enjoying the sensation. I came in his mouth and he took pictures of me naked and aroused, saing that they would be for his private use. He said that he would have to go but would like to hook up with me again sometime. He is a good looking guy as you know, so I agreed. We met again a few days later this time in his trailer.
We sat and talked for a time and then he started to kiss me and fondle my privates. I did the same to him and before long we were both naked and exchanging blowjobs in a variety of different positions on the couch and on the floor. I was feeling really horny and went along with his every move and suggestion even to the extent that I let him fuck my ass. He told me that I was the best ever and got me to fuck him. I ended up eventually with him bouncing up and down on my cock and spurting cum all over my face as he straddled me. We showered and I went home on a high, I had had the sexiest time of my life.
Ten days later I discovered that he had published photos of me and a video of our sex session on a porn website. He had named me and my face was there for the whole world to see along with the most intimate shots of my nakedness. He had managed to obscure his own face and he had not divulged his name, of course. I felt betrayed and when I confronted him he just laughed saying, 'You had some fun and I have got some financial benefit from it.' He offered me fifty dollars. I told him I was not a whore and he could keep his money. I made a complaint to the webmaster and eventually the photos and video were taken off the site. I quit the job and hope never to see that scum bag again.
WHOA! So "TJ" is a true Snake in all senses of that term!
'Tis a Good Thing that Flynn has heard Leon's story! Otherwise, he may have also fallen victim to TJ's slimy ulterior motives!
However, since TJ is such a seductive tease, and apparent HOT Guy that's UP for some FUN, perhaps Flynn might gain a bit of 'education', and Thrills in the process, as long as he steals TJ's batteries?
O.K.! I know! ...
Now I'm all that more curious to see where this might end up going!
Keep smilin'!!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
TJ is a con artist, and douche bag, that's for sure.
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
Being the quite and shy one of the group, I will refrain from divulging any of my thoughts about this whole matter......... I will say, however, I expect to be reading some really hot scenes if the near future.... That glory hole is still burned into my memory. Flynn is going to have to be the martyr and make amends for Leon. Oops, I wasn't going to divulge any of my thoughts. Oh well!
Craiger, Buddy!
As Deviant as your thoughts may be, the fact that they're YOUR thoughts, which you're willing to share, 'count' more than how 'Warped' they are! (Just like the rest of "Us"!)
Keep smilin'!!
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Hi Chaz
They are my thoughts...... and that's what worries me......
Oh! I certainly Hear you, Bro!
Perhaps more than even I am willing to admit!
Keep smilin'!!
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Methinks our resident MODerator of Stories Erotic may be waiting for us to reveal all the prurient fantasies floating around our minds, so he can craft this tail to tantalise even more!
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Since I already KNOW, and have for quite a Long time, just how "Twisted" my own thoughts can be (mainly thanks to "Animal's" influence), I'm much more interested to find out where Auto might lead us!
He's been doing such a Great job so far!
Keep smilin'!!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
I'm afraid if Auto is waiting for my thoughts he'd be penning another "Dante's Inferno." Well, that's not entirely true. Usually my thoughts are as pure as the new fallen snow.....
Chapter Twenty-Four
Part One - The Plan for Revenge
The four friends had sat silently throughout Leon's retelling of his experience with TJ. Once he had finished they all expressed their sympathy with him and anger toward the perpetrator of such a despicable way of behaviour. Craiger, who was already aware of what had happened, had used his influence to have the offending material removed from the website in question and for that Leon declared that he would be forever in his debt. Chaz smiled and together with Don said that retribution was necessary. While they did not want Flynn to end up in a similar situation, he was the one person who could do more to teach TJ a lesson he would not forget.
Flynn looked at each of his friends in turn and saw a look of determination on each of their faces. He knew that he had no option but to go along with them in seeking revenge for Leon's ill treatment. How that was to be accomplished was a matter for conjecture.
'TJ managed to conceal his own identity when he posted the photos and video on the Internet,' Chaz said. 'We should find a way to expose him.'
'You mean, get him photographed and videoed?' Don asked.
'Why not?' Craiger replied. 'I have all the necessary equipment. We just need to set him up and that is where Flynn has to play his part.'
'I'll have to get him away from the trailer. I can't invite him to my place as I live with my parents, they will be a problem if we were to try to do anything there,' Flynn said.
'I have an idea,' Don offered. 'I have a friend who owes me a favor, I am sure he would let us use his apartment. He has this place in town that he uses when his work brings him here, presently he is at his main home in Sacramento and he won't be here for at least another month or so. I can call him.'
'Are we all agreed that Don sets up the location then?' Chaz asked. They all agreed. 'Fine once we know we have the use of the apartment we can meet again and decide our next move.'
***** ***** ***** ***** *****
The stage was set, Flynn had persuaded TJ to meet him at the borrowed apartment on a promise that he could use his camera to his heart's content, no limits, no holds barred. TJ was in a state of near euphoria at the thought of all he might achieve and had agreed to meet Flynn's requests whatever they may be in order to achieve what he desired.
'Hi! Come in, TJ,' said Flynn as he answered TJ's knock on the door. 'I hope you are ready for the hottest session of your life to date?' TJ's eyes lit up when he saw Flynn standing in the doorway welcoming him in. Flynn was dressed in a figure hugging t-shirt and jeans so tight that they must have been painted on. As Flynn turned and led him into he apartment TJ's eyes wandered down to the bubble butt that was almost bursting the seams on those jeans.
The lounge area of the apartment had been prepared for a photo shoot, a large white leather couch stood before the closed drapes over the wide floor to ceiling windows. To TJ's amazement there was also strategically placed lighting to illuminate the obvious place for action.
'Like I told you, my friend is in the movie business, he has left these lights for our use while he is away. I hope they will be OK for your shoot?' Flynn said seductively as he ran his hand over his package in a suggestive manner.
'Yeah... yea... great!' TJ replied as he thought how well his photo shoot was going to be. 'You said something about conditions, what might they be?'
'I have a fetish,' Flynn said shyly. 'It's something I have never spoken about to anyone. I like to see guy's dressed in female underwear and stockings. The very thought of it gets me really hard. If you put on the things I have brought I can guarantee you will get pictures to die for.'
'I don't know about that,' TJ said. 'I'm not into that kind of thing.'
'Try it. It will only be between us; no one else is here and no one will ever know. I am sure these things will look fantastic on you and like I promised, you will have free reign, anything goes!'
Unknown to TJ four pairs of eyes and four pairs of ears were observing every sight and sound. Hidden in the second bedroom were Leon and the Three Musketeers who were able to view all of the action in the master bedroom via the video cameras Craiger had set up, cameras that sent images to the monitor screens they were watching as well as sophisticated recording equipment that would enable careful editing of the material once Flynn had finished with his unwitting victim.
To be continued...
OH! I am DEFINITELY Liking THIS!!
I'm assuming there is plenty of beer/booze (for TJ), whipped cream, chocolate syrup, candles, clothes pins, markers, etc., etc., and other possible 'visuals' on hand, Yes?
O.K.! Maybe not needed in this case!
Now ... those four watching from a bedroom? Whose going to keep a lid on That?
Keep smilin'!!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
It's sounding like a plan even "daddy" will enjoy as a "stern lesson" for sonny boy!
*Film at 11*
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .
Thank god I had all that video eqipment...... I have a feeling that Flynn is going to enjoy this little episode in more ways that one. TJ is in for it now. See how lust can override any logical thought. He's so intent on Flynn's hot ass he'll consent to anything. Can we have a red carpet premier party when the filming is done????? I can bring Leon as my date......
Oh, the fun we can have!
And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .


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The Gold Line Bridge spans the eastbound lanes of the I-210 freeway northeast of Los Angeles and is the most visible element of the 11.5-mile Gold Line Foothill Extension light-rail project the Gold Line Foothill Extension Construction Authority is building between Pasadena and Azusa.
The Construction Authority completed the first ever artist-designed transit bridge in California, on time and on budge.
Designed by award-winning artist Andrew Leicester, the Gold Line Bridge is anchored by two, 25-foot "baskets" that pay tribute to the indigenous peoples of the San Gabriel Valley and the oversize iconic roadside traditions of nearby Route 66. The bridge has a serpentine main underbelly featuring casted grooves and hatch marks that simulate the patterns found on the Western Diamondback snake, metaphorically referencing the spine of the transit system.
"The Construction Authority is proud to have created a functional piece of art that will inspire travelers and commuters for generations to come," said Doug Tessitor, Construction Authority board chair and Glendora council member.
The project is the first to incorporate such intricate design, structural and architectural elements into transit infrastructure. The Construction Authority re-imagined the design process for the dual-track bridge, making it possible for the art to lead the design and engineering. This collaboration resulted in the creation of a sculptural light-rail bridge built for the same cost ($18.6 million) as was originally estimated for a typical light-rail structure.
The Construction Authority brought the artist on early to lead the design process, before the design-build team was selected. As the design concept adviser, Leicester worked alongside Los Angeles-based design consultant AECOM and the bridge's builder Skanska USA to ensure the final design and construction were true to the overall vision.

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BOULDER, Colo. — A Boulder County Courthouse security officer escorted Fairview Estates homeowner Todd Hunter out of the county treasurer's office Monday afternoon after Hunter tried to pay his $8,190 subdivision paving district assessment with a $7,958.58 check and $231.42 in assorted coins.
On Tuesday, Hunter said he had deliberately decided to pay part of the total charge with "a random selection of coins" to protest the assessment Boulder County imposed on his property, located in a subdivision of single-family homes, and the lien the county had attached to that property until the assessment was paid in full.
Hunter said he didn't want to make a scene when he showed up at the treasurer's office, "but I wanted to make a statement," about Boulder County's new local paving district.
County Treasurer Bob Hullinghorst, didn't agree however, said Tuesday that Hunter "was obviously trying to make a disturbance in our office" by showing up with "a large number of coins that were unsorted, in various denominations," which the treasurer said he and his staff didn't have time to count themselves Monday in order to verify that they totaled $231.42.
"I didn't want to create a huge burden for the people who work there," Hunter said.
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New jobs, revamped facilities and familiar debates over alcoholic beverage control, Seven Falls erosion, a regional water and sewer merger and the Flat Rock Playhouse are on tap for Henderson County officials and citizens early in the new year.
New jobs, revamped facilities and familiar debates over alcoholic beverage control, Seven Falls erosion, a regional water and sewer merger and the Flat Rock Playhouse are on tap for Henderson County officials and citizens early in the new year.
Sierra Nevada Brewing Co., which has already hired 16 employees for its new 200,000-square-foot brewery in Mills River, will begin hiring roughly 60 additional workers in April of this year, with the goal of cranking up beer production in July.
"They'll have a significant employment impact this year," said Andrew Tate, president of the Henderson County Partnership for Economic Development.
The bulk of construction for the Chico, Calif.-based brewery's production and distribution facility in Ferncliff Industrial Park is complete, he said, but is waiting on water and sewer to be extended to the site.
The new year will also see Zentric Inc., a high-tech company focused on advanced battery development and fuel cell storage, opening its new Fletcher headquarters on Continuum Drive. The company will hire as many as 44 employees in 2013 at annual salaries exceeding $40,000.
Two and a half years after posting a 10 percent unemployment rate, Henderson County now has the fourth lowest jobless rate in the state, Tate said. He expects continued job growth as some existing county employers expand operations in the first half of 2013, with average wages rising as well.
Local officials are competing for eight new economic development projects considering Henderson County as a location, Tate said, but "it's too early in the process to say if those projects will materialize." All have 2013 as their "expected decision date," he said.
The N.C. Attorney General's Office is expected to sign off on the county's purchase of the former Hendersonville Christian School this month, allowing bids to begin on renovations for the county's new athletics and activity center on South Grove Street.
Pending state approval, County Manager Steve Wyatt said he expects the facility's 15,700-square-foot gymnasium to open for basketball, volleyball and other activities by "late winter or early spring." Artificial turf could be installed on the regulation athletic field by summer, he said, in time for fall soccer.
Meanwhile, Wyatt said enhancements to bring Jackson Park's ballfields up to modern tournament standards are already under way. The goal is to have the fields ready for tournament play by the first weekend in March.
County commissioners will take up another potential facilities upgrade in 2013, as they discuss space limitations at the 1995 courthouse on Grove Street. Wyatt said the county avoided a multi-million expansion of the courthouse by moving probation and parole offices to the old health department building on Spartanburg Highway, but more capacity is needed to accommodate growth in judicial offices over the last 17 years.
"Henderson County is not the same county it was in 1995," Wyatt said, adding that renovation ideas will likely be broached by commissioners during budget talks in January.
Commissioners will face more vexing decisions about the bankrupt Seven Falls subdivision in Etowah in coming months. In October, they approved parts of an action plan giving county planners permission to start bidding out work to re-establish erosion control measures along road corridors in the defunct development.
But the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers is requiring the county to secure a new permit to work within the development, and wants the county to pay roughly $1 million to fix other streams off site in order to issue those permits. The county contends $6 million in bond proceeds must be used to finish infrastructure promised to lot owners by developer Keith Vinson, not for off-site stream mitigation.
"The county is going to have to find a way to satisfy both purchasers of lots in the subdivision and state and federal regulators, all within a $6 million budget that may be inadequate for satisfying either," said County Attorney Russ Burrell.
On Jan. 9, members of the county's new ABC Board will hold a final joint meeting with their Hendersonville counterparts to see if city officials are interested in consolidating. So far, the ABC boards of Fletcher and Laurel Park have balked at the idea, which was suggested by the N.C. Alcoholic Beverage Commission to avoid excess duplication.
At their Jan. 7 meeting, commissioners will take up whether to release $50,000 remaining from a $100,000 county allocation to the Flat Rock Playhouse last year. The board voted Nov. 21 to freeze the remaining funds, citing concerns about the nonprofit's financial management. But board procedure required a second vote before the cash would be withheld or disbursed on schedule.
"If there's no action taken, then the payment will be made as scheduled," said Wyatt.
The next quarterly $25,000 installment to the nonprofit theater is slated to go out in early January.
Also early this year, state legislators will introduce bills to establish a new regional water and sewer authority, merging Henderson and Buncombe counties' public sewage systems with the city of Asheville's water system.
But Henderson County officials are also weighing the merits of building their own wastewater treatment plant and may seek to bow out of any merger if governance isn't shared equitably.
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Building on the CN Rail Transportation Education Center that opened in 2010, the endowment will support rail transportation-related projects and research, as well as hardware and software resources for students and provide student scholarships.
"This is not only a generous gift from CN, but a strategic one," said Bill Worek, dean of Michigan Tech's College of Engineering. "Our students are highly sought after by industry and the combination of hands-on, discovery-based education, technical backgrounds and leadership abilities make them ideal for the challenges in the rail industry. CN is a valued partner and we greatly appreciate their support."
Michigan Tech's RTP attracts students from a wide range of degree programs and includes courses about rail transportation and engineering, as well as urban rail transit. The program hopes to establish a multi-disciplinary certificate in rail transportation and engineering.
CN's donation marks one of the largest corporate gifts to Michigan Tech during its Generations of Discovery capital campaign.
"We are proud that our support of the Michigan Technological University Rail Transportation Program helps today's students become tomorrow's railroaders. The University provides its engineering students with a strong knowledge of railroading and the talented graduates and interns we have hired from this program in recent years have proven to be valuable assets to our company," said Jim Vena, CN's newly named executive vice president and chief operating officer, who will be based out of Montreal.
Replacing Vena as senior vice president, southern region, will be Jeff Liepelt, who is currently senior vice president, eastern region.
Vena joined CN in 1977 as a brakeman in Jasper, Alta. Liepelt also started his railroading career as a brakeman when he joined the Illinois Central Railroad in 1978 and has held positions of increasing responsibility at CN.
Within the leadership transition, Sameh Fahmy, senior vice president, engineering, mechanical and supply management, will retire from CN on March 31, 2013.


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As the prolonged outage of the PlayStation Network and Qriocity enters its fourth day the latest update on the PlayStation blog offers some insight on the steps being taken to restore service but no indication when that might happen. Sony senior director corporate communication and social media Patrick Seybold writes:
We sincerely regret that PlayStation Network and Qriocity services have been suspended, and we are working around the clock to bring them both back online. Our efforts to resolve this matter involve re-building our system to further strengthen our network infrastructure. Though this task is time-consuming, we decided it was worth the time necessary to provide the system with additional security.
We thank you for your patience to date and ask for a little more while we move towards completion of this project. We will continue to give you updates as they become available.
Following on the news that the PlayStation Network had been hacked, a complete rebuild does not come as a shock. Doing so before bringing it back online, though, does underscore the severity of the intrusion to Sony's network.
For the moment, Sony gets a pass on the lack of more detailed information with it being a holiday weekend and an ongoing sensitive situation as the necessary repairs are made. In this coming week, though, the extremity of this response demands that a full disclosure of the nature of the issues be given. In particular, subscribers need to know what, if any, threats their online wallet and credit card information may have been exposed to.
Our sympathies go out to all the engineers and their families who instead of enjoying the Easter holiday weekend are under the gun to get the PlayStation Network rebuilt.


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Convicted Iowa killer paroled; must live in Kansas
March 14th, 2013 by Ric Hanson
DES MOINES, Iowa (AP) – An Iowa man who served 17 years of a 50-year murder sentence has left prison on parole. Iowa Department of Corrections spokesman Fred Scaletta says Brian Davis was released on Wednesday. Under the terms of Davis' parole, he must stay with relatives in Olathe, Kan., obey all laws and get a job. His parole will be supervised by Kansas officials.
Davis was convicted of second-degree murder for killing Julie Baack. The 23-year-old Baack disappeared from her Le Mars apartment in 1992. Her remains were found east of Onawa three years later. Davis and Baack were dating at the time of her death.
Davis originally was scheduled to be released on parole in 2018, but in January the Iowa Parole Board granted Davis an early release.


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Wish I could.
Wish I could.
I wish I could too... *sigh* that's one of my favorite types of porn videos to watch
Does anyone have anymore?
anypone have anymore?
heres a barebacking self suck
I can suck myself off. I can only get some of my head in my mouth tho, but wow...it feels incredible.
wish i could
here's a link to a thread with AWESOME self suck videos
I can, one night i was really horny, and i decided to go for it. I got half of it in my mouth and i sucked it like there was no tomorrow. It was hard to cum that way so i jacked off a little and then cam in my mouth.
Its sounds a little better than it is, but its still great nontheless.
when I was younger (before I hit puberty) I could get my head into my mouth. But then I stopped doing it and all my muscles and what not have gotten sore and stiff but with enough practice I could prolly do it again.
Also helps to have some that will gently but firmly press you a little further down each time.
when i was a teen 11-13 ,i could,would cum that was all the time.love to see guys do it,its a big turn on for me.
I have quite a collection of selfsuck clips, downloaded in the past few years. Of course I tried it myself but I can't get more than the head into my mouth.
Here's a group for Ricky Martinez with some selfsuck pix and vids:
There are two NEW selfsuck vids of Ricky Martinez at his group:
I found another great self-suck vid!
hey guys,
Does anyone have the files in those links above : )
Some guys have all the luck!
i have tried to do this since i was a teen. With no sucsess after years i gave up. I will tell u in my early thirtys if I could do this id never leave the house congrats to those who can
OK OK I don't care what anyone says every gay man has tried this ( I have talked about this with all my friends, Gay and Bi and they have all said they have tried and a couple have donit ) Have even asked my straight friends but they just role there eyes and say nothing ???? So not sure about that ?? ( do straight guys try it ????)
Anyway have found some pics for you all
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OK I know this one isn't self suck, But to be fucked and sucked by the same guy, at the same time is so hot
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i used to have this hot video clip of a twink self sucking while getting fucked in the ass. he and the other guy both shoot on his face at the same time then they kiss it was hot wish i could find it
Jymolson selfsuck pics. vids to cum if you like these and are interested. Have you seen my vids?
bump a GREAT thread!
Many many years ago when I was training everyday for the swim team ( between the ages of 9-17 ) I could do this.
Ohhh I miss those days
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The Red Line Civic Center Station will now be the "Civic Center/Grand Park/Tom Bradley Station" in honor of the recently opened Grand Park, which is served by this station and the former Los Angeles Mayor Tom Bradley.
The Red Line Universal City Station will now be known as "Universal City/Studio City Station" to reflect the station's location in Studio City.
The Purple Line Wilshire/Western Station will now be known as the "Wilshire/Western/Alfred Hoyun Song Station" in honor of Alfred Hoyun Song, former mayor of Monterey Park and the first Asian American legislator elected to the California State Assembly in 1962.


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