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Fresh out of the steam room

Who would think of naming their gym Chubby Chucks?  Well, Charles Woods would.  Chuck had been a former Mr. Teenage America.  He'll be the first to tell you he used steroids.  The pictures of him back then are amazing.  But, shortly after they were taken, he nearly died of liver failure.  The steroids had destroyed his system and from then on, he struggled to stay alive much less stay in shape.

I joined the gym when I was still in high school.  My part time job barely paid for it and all the extra food I bought to gain some weight.  Chuck made me his pet project immediately.  He was determine to put some muscle on my skinny bones.  Try as I might, it just wasn't working.  I was strong as hell, but just couldn't seem to put on pounds.  My part time job ended just after graduation.  I got another, but missed a month at the gym.  Chuck was pissed at me because I didn't tell him I was having financial problems.  Mom and Dad were barely making the mortgage so they couldn't help.  

After graduation, I started taking classes at the community college.  Chuck told me I should come to work for him.  I could work the gym so he could go home earlier and I could keep it open later.  I liked being there.  The only people I called friends worked or worked out there.  Chuck didn't train girls, so all my friends were guys.  In school, I just studied as long as I was there, then left.  

Chuck had a son, Eric.  Eric was in college, a state away.  He only came home during breaks and vacations. He and Chuck were close and got much closer after his mother died.  Chuck talked about him all the time.

A year or so later, one night after closing, while I was working out, there was a knock at the door.  I usually worked out in just my jock and shorts, so I put my shirt on and went to the door.  It was Eric.  I'd met him once when I first started there.  "Dad said you'd be here.  Do you mind if I come in and use the steam room?  I'm so tense I can't relax at all."  

"No problem." I said, opening the door.  

"Thanks, I've been studying all day and my neck and back are killing me." Eric said.  I noticed he didn't have a gym bag with him so I went to the back with him to get him towels.  While I got the towels, he stripped off.    It wasn't the first time I'd been attracted to a man's body.  I'd seen guys in the gym at school that turned me on some, but Eric really looked hot.  Maybe it was because we were alone.  Maybe it was the ease with which the got naked in front of me.  Maybe it was his warm smile.  I don't know.

I went on with my work out.  When I was done, I walked to the back pulling off my shirt.  As I got to the big back room, I saw Eric sitting on a bench outside the steam room.  I must have looked too long.  "Hey Barry" he said, and looked away.  

"Did the steam help?" I asked.

"Not much.  I'm going to take a cold shower and try it again." he said.

"You might try the sauna.  It get the heat in farther than the steam." I suggested.

"You're right.  I should have thought of that.  Dad's always said that." he agreed.

He went to the shower.  I tossed my clothes on the bench and went into the sauna.  He came in a few minutes later.  "Wow, this is hot." he said.

"Stay in the bottom it's cooler." I said realizing he knew that to.  He smiled and sat down next to my leg.  He tried to relax but it wasn't working.  

"I hate to ask you this, but could you rub my shoulders?" Eric asked.

"Sure.  I'm no masseur, but I think I can help some." I said.  I hoped I didn't sound to excited.  He got up and sat down again between my legs.

"I'm sure you can." Eric said.  I began massaging his shoulders and neck.  I remembered how Chuck massaged mine a few times after a hard workout.  "Dad's given you a few of these hasn't he?" Eric said.

"Yeah, he'll work me out till I'm so bound up I can't move then totally relax me in just minutes." I said.

"I keep telling him he needs to put in a Jacuzzi here but he just hasn't taken the time to plan it out.  We've got more than enough room for a huge one, or we could put in two and make one cooler for all the wimps." Eric said.

"That would be great, I'd love to sit in a nice hot Jacuzzi after working out.? I said.  "Am I doing you any good?"

"Yeah, my head's not pounding any more.  I'm getting too hot though, I'm going to hit the showers again." he said.

"Okay, I'm just now starting to relax.  I'll be here a while." I said sitting back against the wall.

No sooner had he left the room when my cock began to respond to having been in physical contact with that 

hot man.  My sweat slickened my body and my cock felt good in my hand.  I thought I could quickly rub one out and he wouldn't know.  I jacked myself frantically.  It only took a minute to shoot my load.  It flew all over me.  Then I heard him open the door.  I quickly wiped my cum off my chest and stomach.  He didn't see that, but he sure saw the cum dripping down my face and hanging off my eyebrow.

He walked over and sat beside me.  I reached to wipe the cum off my face.  He used his sweat towel and gently cleaned off my face.  "Nice load man.  Bet that felt good." he said.

"Sorry, It's been a while.  I just needed to get off." I said.

"Hey, no problem.  Mind if I do to?" Eric asked.

"It's only fair." I said.  I'd never watched a man jack himself off.  Guys in school were always talking about circle jerks.  I figured most of it was bullshit, but anyway, I was never invited.  I tried to just lean back and act nonchalant about it, but I was dying to watch him stroke his beautiful cut cock.  He ran his hand up my sweaty body and collected my sweat and the remnants of cum.  He chuckled at my surprise as he did that.

He started stroking his cock.  He his shoulder barely touching mine. Our odors mingled and his drove me nuts.  My cock began to rise again.  I eased my hand over it, trying to keep him from seeing how he was turning me on.  

"Can't keep a good cock down." he said.  "Hell, jerk out another load." I started stroking my dick slowly.  I couldn't keep my eyes off his cock.  It was thicker than mine.  I wanted to hold it.  I wanted to jack him off.  

"Geez, I didn't realize how much I need to get a nut.  I'm already about to shoot." he said.  A few seconds later, he shuttered and shot thick heavy streams of cum all over both of us.  When his cum streaked across my face and in my open mouth, I shot my load instantly.  My second load only got me on the chin and down from there.  "Nice second load.  It must have been a while." he chuckled.  He wiped his cum off my face using his towel, then took his clean hand and gathered up the cum on my chin.  He put it in his mouth.  "You got a  mouth full of mine.  How was it?"

I just then realized I had tasted his cum.  "It tastes just like mine." I said.

"I gotta get out of here.  I'm on a plane to Seattle in the morning." he said.  He squeezed my thigh near my crotch.  "I'll see you again soon." he said.  He walked out leaving me breathless.  A few minutes later, I walked out and went to the shower.  He was just finishing up.  

"What's happening in Seattle?" I asked, trying to keep him around a little longer.

"It's a big street fair.  The Summer Solstice parade." he said.  He winked and walked out.  I stood under the shower wondering what just happened.  Had I just had sex with a man.  I felt like I did, but we didn't touch each other sexually.  Still he put his hand on my leg so close he brushed the hairs on my balls.  I could still taste his cum.  By the time I'd finished in the shower, he was gone.

A few months later, my folks told me they were moving.  My dad had been offered a big promotion he'd have been a fool to turn down.  Finally he'd be making enough money to be comfortable and he was going to get a bonus that could get him a house in the new town.  It was like winning the lottery for them.  They wanted me to come with them, but were understanding when I told them I wanted to stay.  I was doing well in school.  My job was a great one and Chuck needed my help.  His health was slipping away.

I started looking for an apartment.  I went in to work one day after looking around.  I was a few minutes late for the first time ever.  Chuck teased me about it but I told him where I'd been.  "If you feel like a real cleaning job, you can take the apartment upstairs." he offered.

"I didn't know there was one." I said.

"Well, it's stuck in the 70s, but it's big and I'll put you some new appliances in.  I'm sure after all these years, the one that are in there are in no shape to use.  My wife and I lived in it until Evan was born." Chuck said.

"Evan, I thought his name was Eric." I said.

"Evan's my youngest son.  He and I had a falling out.  I couldn't even find him when his mother died." Chuck said sadly.

"I'm sorry.  What happened?" I asked.

"He told me something and I didn't take it very well.  Now I know how stupid I was.  I wish I could tell him." Chuck said.  I didn't want to probe any further.  Chuck had tears welling up in his eyes.  He took me into the office and through a door I always thought was a closet.  It opened into an entry with an outside door that I thought was to the store next door.  The floor was dusty and the wooden stairs going up to the second floor were slick with dust.  No one had been up those stairs for decades.  "Here, take the keys and go check it out.  I don't feel so good." Chuck said.

I took the keys and carefully climbed the long flight of stairs.  There was a wide landing at the top with two doors.  I opened both with the same key.  One opened into a huge empty space.  The other was the apartment.  It was full of furniture, covered with sheets and dust.  There were window air conditioners.  I turned one on covering my mouth and nose with my shirt.  It strained to come on, but did.  The air came out smelling of wet dust, and never got any cooler than the stale air in the room.  Chuck was right.  It was very 70s.  The furniture was worn and tattered.  The hard wood floors were dull and worn.  The bedrooms were huge and furnished much better.  Of course the mattresses had to go, but the wooden furniture was nice and in good shape.  It would take a lot of cleaning but I liked it.

"What do you think?" Chuck asked when I went down.

"I like it.  The air conditioners don't work and I'll have to replace the furniture but I can do all that." I said thinking of my saving and how it would take all of it.

"I'm going to have the air fixed in this place.  We'll just have them redo the whole building.  As for the furniture, just take out all the stuff you don't want and I'll bring in some newer stuff I have in storage." Chuck said.

"Is it all frilly old lady stuff?" I teased.

"Ha! No, my wife had very masculine tastes.  She hated frills as much as I did.  I think you'll like it." Chuck said.

"I'll start cleaning it up this weekend." I said.  I moved in a week and a half later.  The AC wasn't finished, so I slept in the gym till it was done.  One night, I heard a rattle at the front door.  I rushed to the door to see what was going on.  It was Eric.  He had a key and let himself in to use the new Jacuzzi.

I waited until he walked past to say anything.  "Hey Eric" I blurted out.

"OH SHIT!" he said stumbling and tripping over a workout bench.  I was rolling around laughing.  He gathered himself and came after me.  I ran around laughing, he caught me and wrestled me to the floor.  He got me in a schoolboy pin.  He was play slapping me, then reached back and grabbed my balls.  I was naked.  I surprised him and threw him off me.  In a second, I was on top of him.  I got him in a schoolboy pin and was wagging my dick in his face.  He seemed to be getting angry so I got off.  He regained his composure and got up.  "You're a strong little fucker." he said.

"Where have you been?  I haven't heard from you in months." I said.

"Fuck, we aren't dating." he snapped.

"No, I just...whatever." I walked away.  I went back into the office and laid down on the sofa.  He went on into the back.  A minute later, he came in the office.  "Hey, I'm sorry, I was a shit. I didn't mean anything."

"That's okay, you're right.  I was just curious.  Your dad isn't doing so good and I wondered about him being alone." I said.  I really thought I'd see him long before now.

"That's why I came home.  I've got to take care of him and find Evan.  Dad doesn't have much time." Eric said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"He didn't tell you?  He has pancreatic cancer.  He's only got a few weeks, maybe a couple months at best." Eric said.

My heart broke.  I loved that old man as much as my own father.  I couldn't hold back my tears.

"Geez kid, he's my father." Eric said coldly.  I looked at him in amazement.  He seemed so different   "Anyway, come with me, I want to show you something." He talked like he hadn't even just told me his father was dying.  I followed him though.  We went into the back.  He pulled off his pants and took off his shirt.  He struck a pose.  "Well, what do you think?"

"Wow, you look great." I said.  I really was impressed, but he'd shaved his body and I knew he didn't get in that shape that quick without drugs.  "You've really been working out."

"That and a little crack."  He said.  "When I went to the Summer Solstice Parade, I saw that I was in better shape than most of the guys, but there were some that were in real good shape.  I figured I better get in that kind of shape before I do any more naked parades.

"Naked?" I asked in shock.

"Yeah Everyone get's naked and painted up, then they ride bikes through town.  I'm going to the World naked Bike ride in San Francisco next.  There's going to be a lot of queers there in real good shape, so I want to show them a straight guy can look like that to." Eric said.

I was totally confused by the way he was talking.  This was a guy who ate my cum.  Now he was talking like he was straight and somewhat homophobic.  "You really like showing off huh?"

"Wouldn't you.  I think I look pretty hot.  My guess is you think so to." He said.

"Yeah, you look great." I said.  "I'm going back to bed."  I just turned and walked out.

It was hard to fall asleep.  Eric was a different guy and I didn't like this one.  At the same time, I wished I could see him riding a bike down the street naked.  I pictured him doing that, but his shaved crotch turned me off completely.  Finally, I dozed off.

The next day, I asked Chuck why he didn't tell me he was dying.  "I didn't want you to worry about me.  I want you to know, you'll be okay when I die though.  You'll have your job and apartment." Chuck said.

"I'm only worried about you, old man." I said.

"Don't, I've had a good life and now that my wife is gone, I'm ready to join her.  I just hope I can find Evan before it happens.  Eric is supposed to be looking for him, but I don't think he's trying very hard."  Chuck said.

"I will then." I said.  "What's happened to Eric?  He seems different." I said.

"I think he's gotten mixed up with a bunch of druggies.  I warned him that if he didn't stop, I'd cut him out of my will.  He know how I feel about drugs." Chuck said.

"Wow, I hope you get through to him.  I think he used them to get in shape like he is, but now I wonder if he's letting them get the better of him.  They sure changed his personality." I said.

"Yeah, we were having a long talk about Evan and I told him Evan was gay.  He got all weird about it like I did when Evan told me." Chuck said.

"Is that why you fought?" I asked.

"Yeah, it was stupid I know, but I just didn't understand.  I know I was wrong.  I love him so much, it breaks my heart I can't tell him." Chuck said, his voice cracking.

"I'm gay to." I said.

Chuck wrapped his big hand around the back of my neck and pulled me to him in a big hug.  "I know."  He kissed my forehead and held me tight.  I knew he was using me as a substitute for his beloved Evan.  "Hoo, get to work kid." he said spinning me around and booting me in the butt.  I looked back.  Tears flowed down his cheeks but he smiled at me with his usual big toothy grin.  I went on to do my job.

That night just after I closed and turned out most of the lights, Eric came in.  I greeted him cordially and went on with my workout.  He shrugged and went on to the back.  After my work out, I showered and went to the steam room.  I walked in to find him sitting with his legs spread, covered in sweat and sporting a big boner.  He made no effort to hide it.

I sat down across from him and leaned back and closed my eyes.  I barely opened my eyes to see what he was up to.  He was slowly stroking his cock.  Several minutes went by, then all of a sudden he spoke.

"Why don't you come over here and suck it.  I know you want to." he said.

"You think so huh?" I said.

"Dad told me you're queer." He said.

"That's the pot calling the kettle black." I said.

"I'm not queer." he snapped.

"This from a guy that jacked off with me and ate my cum." I said.

"I didn't eat your cum." He said.

"Yeah, what ever." I said.

"Come here and eat mine." he demanded.  

"No thanks." I said.

"You want your job much longer you will." He threatened.

"You think Chuck's going to fire me because I don't suck your cock?" I asked.

"He won't be around much longer.  I'll be in charge.  You'll suck me any time I want you to." he said.

"Not likely." I responded.  He jumped down and came over and  straddled my body, shoving his sweaty crotch in my face.  Honestly, I would have loved to suck his cock.  Hell I'd loved to have licked his body all over, but not with the way he was acting.  

I shoved him back.  He swung at me trying to slap my face.  I blocked his slap and dealt out one of my own.

It connected hard enough to make him stumble to the side, up against the door.  He came at me growling like a tiger.  I ducked his lunge and gave him an openhanded slap to his bare belly.  The sound echoed in the small room.  The let out a cry of pain.  Then he came back for more.  Again, I dodge him and slapped his back on one side, about where his kidney is.  It left a bright red hand print.  He howled again.

"That's twice you've under estimated me.  Don't do it again." I warned.

"You faggot, you're in trouble now.  Get the fuck out of my way." Eric shouted.  I was between him and the door.  I stepped aside but he shoved me anyway as he passed.  I swung, but this time with a closed fist.  I hit his shoulder and sent him right into the door frame nose first.  I grabbed his hair and dragged him out to the bench outside.  I threw him over one knee and used the other leg to hold him down.  I spanked his naked hairless ass until my hand was burning and his ass and the tops of his thighs were on fire.  He was screaming threats.

I finally shoved him off, onto the floor.  I walked into the shower and turned on the cold spray.  A minute later, he came charging in.  He got two feet past the door and slipped, landing on his already bloody nose.  This time he knocked himself out.  "Oh shit, you fool.  Now I've got to call an ambulance." I said.  I dried off and put on a pair of shorts.  I went to the office to call but just before I did, I saw him coming, he was wearing his shorts, backward and carrying the rest of his clothes.  He stormed past the office and ran right into the door.  He cursed and unlocked it.  Then the stormed out.  

I locked the door behind him and went back to the shower.  There was a spot of blood on the floor where he landed.  I turned on the shower closest to it and washed it away.  I soaped up and got ready to turn in.

Chuck came in early the next morning.  He was terribly weak, but smiling.  The minute he came into the office, he grabbed me and hugged me.  He didn't say a word about Eric.  He'd only come in to do some paperwork.  I asked him where Eric was because Chuck had to take a cab to the gym. 

"He won't come here anymore.  Seems he got schooled on manners and didn't like it so much." Chuck chuckled.

"Sorry 'bout that." I said.

"You did what I probably should have done years ago." Chuck said.

He stayed about an hour and asked me to take him home.  I asked one of our oldest members if he'd watch the club.  He agreed and helped me get Chuck to my car.  I drove Chuck home.  Eric came out when I drove up.  His nose was bandaged and he had a red bump on his forehead.  He looked me up and down with an angry scowl.  "You boys behave now." Chuck said as we helped him into the house. 

We put him to bed and left the room.  At the door, Eric held out his hand.  "Thanks for helping Dad." he said.  I shook his hand.  "No problem" I said.  

The second I got to the gym, I started the search for Evan.  Ironically, I found him in Seattle.  He was working for a fitness club.  I called the club.  He wasn't in right then but I gave then my number and told them it was an emergency.  He called me that afternoon.  I filled him in on what I knew.

"Thanks for calling me, but he doesn't want to see me." he said.  

"You're wrong.  The thing he wants most is to see you and tell you he loves you.  He always has." I said.

"I doubt it.  He's got Eric now.  I'm too much of a disappointment to him.  I'm gay." he repeated.

"I am to, and he knows it.  He shows me as much affection than my own father.  I think it's meant for you.  Besides, Eric isn't exactly making him proud right now." I said.  I could tell he was crying.  "What can it hurt if you come to see him?" I asked.

"I'm coming." Evan said.  "Thanks for calling."  He hung up.  

Late the next day, I got a call from Chuck.  "Barry, I need you to do something for me.  That stupid kid of mine is in jail.  I need you to bail him out." Chuck said.

"Oh shit, Chuck no." I said.

"Yeah, the dumb ass got caught trying to buy crack.  Leave it to him to buy from a vice cop." Chuck said.  He gave me the details and told me to stop at the bank on the way.  "I've talked to the manager and all you have to do is show him some I.D. and sign a signature card so you can write checks on the account.  I should have done this a long time ago.  The bail is low and they'll take our check.  If you have any problems, call me.  When you get him out, don't take him to get his car out of the pound.  Bring him straight home to me, okay?"

"Sure Chuck.  I'll hurry to the bank." I said.

"You don't have to rush.  I called Don, the guy that watched the club the other day.  He's an old friend.  He'll be there in a minute to keep an eye on the place.  Let the shit wonder, for a while, if I'm going to get him out."  Chuck said.

"Okay, I won't hurry." I chuckled.  

"Bye son" Chuck said.  

"Son" I thought.  He'd never called me that before.  It was always "Kid" or "Shrimp" unless it was serious.  Then he'd use my name.  

I'd never bailed anyone out of jail before, so I had no clue how long it was going to take.  It was late in the afternoon when he finally came out.  When he saw me, he hung his head and clinched his teeth.  I took him to the car and drove him home.  Neither of us said a word.  I just let him out and drove off.  I'd only gotten a few blocks away when my phone rang.  It was Eric.  "Come back, we've got to get Dad to the hospital." he said.  His voice sounded desperate.  I did an illegal u-turn and headed back to the house.  

Eric and I carried Chuck to my car and headed to the hospital.  Eric showed little or no emotion.  Chuck was in the hospital for two weeks.  They tried a different chemo therapy on him and it really took him down at first, but soon, he sprang back and they sent him home. 

I'd given up on Evan, but I wanted to call him and update him anyway.  The club said he'd given notice quit.  They gave me his home phone, but when I called, it was disconnected.  That night, Chuck called me.

He couldn't talk very well, he was crying and excited.  All I got out of the call was that Evan was home and I needed to come over when I closed.  "Chuck, that's not till midnight." I reminded him.  

"So, come anyway.  I'm not going to sleep for days." Chuck said sounding as excited as a kid the just found out they were going to Disney World.

The rest of the night dragged on, but finally it was closing time.  I didn't bother cleaning up at all.  I just ran to my car and headed for Chuck's.  Eric answered the door.  He sent me to Chuck's room.  Chuck was sitting on the side of the bed next to a handsome man a couple years younger than Eric.  "All my boy's are here." Chuck sang.  "Barry, meet Evan my prodigal son." 

Evan stood up and took my hand in both of his.  "I'm so glad to meet you.  Thanks for finding me and making me come home." Evan said.

"No problem.  I thought I'd lost you again though.  I called but you'd already left." I said.

"I wanted to come home to stay, that took some time to arrange." Evan said.  

"I'm glad you're here." I said.

"I wish everyone was." Evan said.

"Eric?" I asked.

"Yeah." 

"He's afraid of loosing favored son status." I said.

"I know that's it.  But he's the only one that's caused that." Chuck said.  

"I know I have Dad.  I don't deserve it anymore." Eric said coming up behind me.

"Well, maybe you'll have time to get it back." Evan said.  

"It's not a competition.  It's family, and right now Barry deserves it more than either of us." Eric said.

"Damn right he does." Chuck said, grabbing my hand.  

We got Chuck up and into the living room.  We talked for hours, until he started dozing off.  Then we put him to bed and I went home.

Chuck rallied after that.  For over three months he was able to get around on his own and take pretty good care of himself.  Eric and Evan helped and Evan worked at the club with me.  We were all doing great until one morning, Eric called me to tell me his father had died in his sleep.

Just the night before, we'd been together laughing and playing card games.  He seemed to be getting better every day.  Now he was gone.  I didn't cry.  I made myself remember laughing and joking around with him.  Then I called my Dad.  We talked for an hour.  He and Mom were enjoying their new home and he loved his new job.  They were planning their first vacation since I was born.  I told him not to come here, but to go somewhere they never thought they would be able to.  Mom argued, but we convinced her to go to Hawaii.

The funeral for Chuck was huge.  Half the cops in the city attended, along with hundreds of businessmen and just regular people who Chuck had helped or worked with over the years.  Eric and Evan included me in the names of the family as their "unofficially adopted brother".  We closed the club for a week.  

The day came for the reading of his will.  I was called by the lawyer and met at his office with Evan and Eric.  At the last minute, the lawyer had to cancel.  We were all pissed off at him, but there was nothing we could do.  We decided to go to the club and relax in the Jacuzzi.  

The rest of the day, Eric talked about the changes he was going to make to the club.  He insisted he'd start having female members.  "I know you guys don't want females around but that's tough.  This place is going to become a gay bathhouse if we don't." he said.  Evan and I just looked at each other. 

The next day, Evan was in the office with me when we got a call from the lawyer.  "I'm going to come and you're going to read the will.  If you try to cancel on us again, I'm going to tie you to your chair and squeeze your nuts until it's done." Evan said, his volume increasing from the middle of the sentence on.  The lawyer assured him it would be done.

We sat facing the lawyer.  He began reading.  Chubby Chuck had squirreled away a bunch of money.  He'd also bought a tremendous amount of gold when he first started the club.  That, he split between his son's evenly.  His savings were divided with me getting ten percent, Eric and Evan getting forty five percent eacg.  Then came the club.  Eric's grin turned to wide eye'd shock when I got the business and the building.  Evan looked at me and smiled.  I was as much in shock as Eric.  

Eric and Evan got the house, with the stipulation that they keep it for three years.  If Eric stayed clean and sober, finished school and got a job, they could then sell it and all other properties, splitting it fifty fifty.  That made Eric feel a little better.  Then the lawyer handed him an envelope.  Eric opened it and saw what was in it.  His face turned red.  "What is it, Eric." Evan asked.

"Thirty days in a live-in rehab." Eric said.

"It's the most successful facility in the State. It's like a spa, but they don't mess around either." the lawyer said.

"It's what you need Eric." Evan said.

"I know. I'll go in a few days." Eric said.

"It's not voluntary.  You go tomorrow or you forfeit everything in the will." the lawyer said.

"Tomorrow?" Eric said. 

"Within 24 hours after the reading." the lawyer said.

"Evan, take me now, or I might not go." Eric said.  "Just take me home to pack a bag and take me straight there."

"Let's go." Evan said.

"I've got some papers for you to sign, then you can go.  Oh and Eric, you can't sign yourself out until your thirty days are up." the lawyer cautioned.

"Good." Eric said.

After all the paperwork was done, I went to the gym and the guys went home.  Eric called me while they were on the road.  "Hey buddy, I'm glad Dad left you the gym.  You deserve it.  I still think you need some women in there." 

"Not gonna happen, but you can come in anyway." I said.

"Yeah, we'll circle jerk in the steam room." he chuckled.  "Man, you ought to  see the look on Evan's face." he laughed.  

"I'll fill him in when he gets back." I laughed.

That night about ten, Evan came to the gym.  My customers were all back and it seem many that had dropped by the weigh side had returned.  The place was humming.  Some hadn't been in since the AC was redone.  They'd dropped out during the heat of summer.  Now I was signing them up for another year.  I got several new customers that day to.  I could just see Chuck smiling down at me.  Evan asked me if I was going to need help.  

"God yes.  This place is open from 6am. till midnight.  I'm going to need at least one more person." I said.

"Well, Eric says he's going to need a job when he get out of 'prison'." Evan joked.

"What did he take in school?" I asked.

"Accounting, He got his CPA." Evan said.

"You think it cool to put an addict in charge of the books?" I asked.

"He'll be fine.  Not getting the club really woke him up.  Besides, I don't think he's gone that far into drugs.  He's only been doing them a short time?" Evan said.

"Oh shit that reminds me. What about his arrest?" I asked.

"Oh Dad took care of that a long time ago, but Evan doesn't know it.  I told him that the lawyer said, if he completes his rehab, they'll drop the charges.  I'm not telling him the D.A. is one of Dad's high school buddies and best friend." Evan said.

"Well, I'm getting my degree in physical fitness and rehabilitation next semester, and you've got experience in a health club.  We should do fine." I said.

"I've got PHD in sports medicine." Evan said.

"Wow, Doctor Evan.  I'm impressed." I said.  

"Don't be, a sugar daddy paid my way." Evan said.

"Oh, you left him in Seattle?" I asked.

"No, he died." Evan said.  "I miss him."

"You're into older men huh?" I asked.

"Oh no, we didn't have sex.  He just found me on the street and took me in.  His kids shunned him so he replaced them with me.  It was a father/son relationship." Evan said.

"You filled each other's needs." I said.

"Yeah, sometimes that's better than sex." Evan said.

He took a self guided tour of the facilities, and mulled around until the club closed.  I turned out most of the lights and started my work out.  He joined me.   

Later, Evan quit and was ready for the showers.  "God man, do you always work out so hard?" he asked.

"Yeah, your father trained me for stamina as well as building."  I said.

"You're fucking strong for someone your size." he said.  "I bet you can handle yourself in a fight."

"Ask Eric." I snickered.

"Oh, so you're the one the put that bump in his nose." Evan said.

"Actually, it was the steam room door frame and the shower floor." I said.

"Ouch.  It's a wonder he didn't loose any of those perfect teeth." Evan said.  "Well have fun, I'm going to relax now." 

"I'll be in there in a while." I said.  A while later, I headed for the shower.  I washed off and went to the steam room.  Evan wasn't in there.  I went to the sauna.  I opened the door to a delicious sight.

"Oh Doctor Doctor what are you doing to me?" I said.  He sat on the upper level with his legs spread.  Sweat poured off his body.  His cock was hard against his belly.

"I thought we could jack off together." He said lifting his arm over his head.

"Jack off my ass." I said.  I stepped forward and started licking his wet legs from his knees to his crotch.  He moaned.  His cock bounced.  I sucked his sack and licked as far under them as I could.  His sweat soaked my face.  I wanted to taste all of his body.  I wanted to suck my first cock.  I got my way.  The heat of the room was cold compared to the heat of my lust for this man.  The more I tasted, the more I wanted to taste. Finally I reached his pit.  The sharp musky taste went right to my cock and I shot my load all over him without even touching my cock.  

That didn't make me stop. I kept on licking and sucking his sweaty body.  I was working on his chest when he grabbed my head and forced our mouths together.  He kissed me passionately.  When he let go, I went straight to his cock.  I barely got started before he filled my mouth with his load.  I drank it down.  He had to pull me off his cock or I'd have sucked it all night.  He got me down on the floor and started kissing me.  He licked my sweat and sucked my balls.  I thought I'd cum again without any touch but he swallowed my cock and caught my load.  

He laid down on top of me while we caught our breath.  Finally, I mentioned how funky the floor was after a day of guys coming in and sweating all over it.

"Gross, you had to bring that up." he said.  We jumped up and dashed into the shower.  We acted like little kids playing like they'd caught koodies.  We washed each other's body, laughing and joking around.

Then he helped me clean and disinfect the whole wet area as I did every night.  Soon, we were at it again.  He wanted to fuck me.  I told him I was a virgin.  That made him want me more.  I willingly gave it.  He was careful not to hurt me, but of course it did.  Eventually, it started feeling good.  I know having him look down on me with his lustful eyes while his body fluid dripped down from his face into my eyes and mouth made me unaware of anything but pleasant feelings.  Then  he pulled out and shot his load on my chest and stomach.  He moved to my side and jacked me off.  

"Wow, I've never popped a cherry before." Evan said.

"It kinda hurt, but it started to feel good." I said.

"It'll feel better the next time." Evan said.

"You like it?" I asked.

"I love to get fucked. I've only had two guys do it, but I loved it." Evan said.

"I don't know why, but I figured you'd probably been around, leaving home so young." I said thoughtlessly.

"Oh, you think I a ho?" Evan teased.  "Naw, I thought about it.  I figured I could hustle, but I met a hustler who had a big scar on his face.  A john slashed him.  I decided it wasn't for me.  Then I met Dan, my sugar daddy.  After that, I didn't mess around much at all.  We had a couple friends that can over and we'd put on a show for Dan." 

"Boy you Woods boys are exhibitionists aren't you." I said.

"What do you mean?"  Evan asked.

"You put on sex shows and Eric parades around naked in street fairs."  I said.

"He does?" Evan asked.

"He was in Seattle for the Summer Solstice parade." I said.

"Oh my God that was him.  I saw him.  I didn't believe it was my brother though." Evan said.

"He wanted to go to the San Francisco Naked Bike Ride." I said.

"God, I'd love to do that.  You me and him.  Naked as the day we were born, peddling down the street.  Fucking HOT!" he yelled.

"I could do it if I'm between you two." I said.

"We have to plan for it." Evan said.

"Okay, but who'll take care of the gym?" I asked.

"We've got time to train someone, or two people.  I think we should have more help anyway."  This place is getting too busy for just us." Evan said.

"I agree.  I know it's been running me ragged." I said.

Eric got out thirty days later.  He looked healthy and had a great attitude.  He joined us at the gym and we hired two guys to work with us.  One was a good friend of Eric's.  He'd lost his job and really enjoyed working the evening shift.  He could go back to school part time like I'd done.

We went to the ride.  I never had so much fun.  It was difficult to keep my hands off my partner Evan.  Yep, We did it.  Eric didn't seem to know what he was.  He messed around with guys once in a while and girls occasionally.  We were as thick as thieves.  We went to every naked event we could find.  Eric was usually a bit wilder than we were.  We had a blast painting each other's body for the Solstice Parade.  We were doing it in a group of people.  They were laughing and taking hundreds of pictures.  Next year we plan to do it again.  I wonder what Fantasy Fest would be like.

Dude, just come and get me. I'm stuck down town with no pants and a boner.

Kip was panicking.  His voice sounded like he was totally out of breath.  "Where are you?" I asked.

"I'm on the corner of Third and Palafox.  You can pick me up behind the Hotel, in the alley, unless they find me." He said.

"Who's after you?"  I asked.

"Dude, I'll tell you all about it, but I'm in a public phone booth with a light on.  I can't talk now." Kip said.

"Okay, okay, I'm on my way.  It's going to be a half hour though." I told him.

"I know.  Please hurry?" He begged.

"I will. Bye." I said and hung up.

I ran out of the house immediately, not thinking to get him a pair of pants.  I rushed to my car and hauled ass into town.  Before I got to him, he got caught by some teenage girls.  They found it funny he had no pants and with a big hard boner.  They got him down on the ground and started playing with his cock.  Normally, he'd have been in heaven, but this was hours after he'd been doped with Viagra.  On top of that, they ran off before he came.  

When I found him, he was trying desperately to jack off and cum.  "I can't even cum again." he whimpered.

"Again?" I asked.  

"I've been jacked off three time by those guys, twice by their girlfriend and twice myself." He said.

"Those guys?  Who?  What happened to you?" I asked.

Kip was my best friend.  He moved in with me and my cousins, Skeeter and Skip about a year ago.  He's the only straight guy in the house.  I love him to death.  He's cool with us being gay and makes it clear it doesn't bother him at all.  Kip isn't exactly modest, he's totally comfortable being naked around the house as are my cousins.  I'm the shy one.  Tonight though, he isn't in the mood for exhibitionism.  

He'd gone to a new club down town that had male strip contests once a week.  He needed some money for car repairs and hoped he could win a couple hundred bucks.  On Friday nights when the contests were, the crowd was about sixty percent women. Kip was popular with them.  He's young looking and has a bad boy attitude the ladies love.  He's real quick witted and comes up with the cutest one liners that keep everyone around him laughing.  

This night was just the wrong night for him to get in the contest.  There was a group of out-of-towners that wanted their guy to win the contest.  When Kip won hands down, they got pissed off.  They bought him a drink, acting like they were congratulating him but spiked it with, we presume was viagra.  Then, the jumped him when he left the bar and robbed him.  The girls pulled off his pants because they wanted to see his big cock again, and proceeded to jack him off.  When he didn't go down after cumming, they did it again.  Then the guys jacked him.  Finally, they were heard in the alley and ran off, but took his pants, wallet and money.  Later, they'd get caught using his credit card and got put in jail.

He found some change that had fallen out of his pockets and called me.  He was in agony.  His dick stayed hard.  He'd tried jacking off again, but it still remained hard.  Now he was sitting in my car with the biggest, hardest boner I'd ever seen.  "Dude, I've never seen your dick hard before.  That's a monster." I said.

"Please, ignore it.  Don't mention it.  It just gets harder and it feels like it's going to break out of it's skin now." He begged.

"Should I take you to the hospital?" I asked.

"NOT BARE ASSED." he shouted.

"Okay, okay, we'll go to the house and get you some pants.  I can't believe I didn't think to bring some with me." I said.

"I don't know if I could get them on over this thing anyway."  He said.

"I gotta tell ya, you got a gorgeous dick." I teased, but meant it.

"If you don't stop talking about it, I'm going to ram it down your throat and choke you to death with it." he barked.

"I'd die grinning." I joked.

We got to the house, and had to wait for several minutes while my neighbor chatted with his buddies on his front porch.  Finally we dashed inside.  My cousins were sitting in the living room.  Boy, you should have seen the looks on their faces when Kips sword lead the way in.  Kip just ran to his room to get some sweat pants.  I filled my cousins in on what was up.  

Then Kip called me.  I went to his room.  He'd taken a shower to get the smoke off and had put on his sweats.  He tried everything to make his boner less visible.  It wasn't working.  "Buddy, I'd never ever ask you to do this in normal circumstances, but would you suck it off, maybe that would get it down." he said.

I know he was sincere, but it struck me funny.  "Normally I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole, but considering the circumstances, I'll give you some pity head."  I said.  Truth was, I'd been dying to go down on him ever since I met him, but when I saw that thing in my car, I'd been drooling over it.  I sat on the side of his bed and started sucking.  I never felt a dick so hard.  I took as much of it as I could get in my throat, but it was too hard to curve down my throat, and there was shaft left unsucked.  I wrapped my fingers around it and went to work.  He came, but there was only a dribble of thin cum left in him.  He crumbled on top of me, exhausted.  

Nothing happened.  His dick was still just as hard.  "Dude, we've got to get you to the hospital." I said.

"I guess so.  Fuck this it going to be embarrassing." he said.  

We came out of his room and down the hall.  When we got to the living room, we busted out laughing.  There were Skeeter and Skip, pants down, butts out, grinning like fools.  "Come on Kip, you can't waist that beautiful boner.  Give it to us." Skeeter said.

"I think you guys must have spiked my ice tea at dinner to.  You planned this didn't you." Kip laughed.

"No, but I wish we'd thought of it."  Skip said.

"Fuck it, while it's hard I might as well see what man-ass feels like." Kip said to everyone's surprise.  Skip handed him a bottle of lube and in seconds, Kip was hammering his ass.  Skip came so Kip turned on Skeeter.  Skeeter came, and Kip kept fucking him until he came again.  As he pulled his cock out of Skeeter's ass, he moaned because it was raw from all the sex.

"God I was really hoping that would do it so I didn't have to go to the hospital." Kip said.  "It's been nearly six hours now." 

"Well, we better go right now, our you may loose that beautiful thing." I said.

"That would suck.  You gotta use that thing on us again some time." Skeeter said, laying back on Skip. 

"Well, I have to admit, man-ass is pretty good, but I don't know if I ever want to get hard again." Kip said.

We rushed to the hospital.  Kip was red faced when we went in and even redder when the nurse came in.  It was a hot male nurse.  He took one look at the situation and told Kip to strip and put on a gown.  I started to leave the room, but Kip told me to stay.  The nurse stayed to.  Kip stripped and put on the split-tail gown.  He laid down and the nurse covered him with a blanket.  All the while the cute nurse had a half grin. 

The nurse left and a while later he came back with a doctor, just as cute as he was.  The nurse pulled back the blanket.

"Wow"  The doctor said. seeing Kip's problem.  

"I've tried everything to get it down." Kip said.

"I noticed that." the nurse said pointing to a raw spot on Kip's cock head.  Then he and the doctor gave me a curious look with a eyebrow raised.  

"Yeah, I tried everything to." I said.  They cracked up.  

"I hope you clowns are having fun with this, but I'm not.  Help me out here Doc." Kip said.  

"How many people have you used that line on tonight?" The doctor joked.

Kip chuckled and started counting the people who have played with his cock.  "Well, there were the two girls at the bar, their three boy friends, the four girls down town, my buddy there's blow job, and his two cousin's back sides." Kip confessed.  I turned red.

The doctor and nurse laughed.  The doctor said, "Well, I'd like a turn, but we've gotta get that thing down before it gets blood clots in it."  

"Hell, I'm straight, and I'd like to give it a jerk."  The cute nurse said.  He was already filling a needle with blood thinners and setting up an I.V..  

"He's going to have to stay tonight, you don't have to stay with him if you don't want to." The doctor said.

I asked Kip if he wanted me to stay.  He said I should go home and get some sleep.  It was four in the morning so I blew him a kiss and went home but I told the doctor he better fix it.  I wanted him to be able to use it again.  

"Who says I'll use it on you?" Kip teased.

"You will, you know how good a cocksucker I am now." I said boldly.  He grabbed the nurses arm.  

"Dude, if you ever wanna get some real good head.  Give him a call.  No girl I ever got it from did it better." Kip told him.

The nurse laughed, "Leave me his number."

"Hey, what about me." The doctor asked.

"I've got more than a blowjob in mind for you Doc." I said.  He smiled wide and pulled out his business card and handed it to me.  He gave me the "call me" sign.

I ran home and went to bed.  I slept until early afternoon when I got a call from the hospital.  Kip was ready to come home.  I went and picked him up.  He told me the nurse finally touched his dick.  He used the excuse that he had to put some cream on it because of how raw it was.  He only stroked it a couple times and laughed while he was doing it.  He told Kip it was the first time he'd touched another man's dick bare handed.  He wore gloves when he had to put catheters in.  Kip asked him if he liked it. He said he'd rather touch his own like that. Then Kip handed me his phone number.  "He said give this to you.  He and Doc. want to try you out."

Well!  Doc and the nurse came over.  I was hoping to get rid of my cousins and Kip, but they wouldn't go.  I ended up blowing all of five of them.  Kip still get's radical boners that don't always go down right away, thank God.  He regularly hammer's my cousins and me occasionally.  Doc and me are dating and it's serious.  The cute nurse and Kip hang out together.  Kip says they never touch each other, but the nurse confessed they've jacked each other off at least once.  They're very bromantic.

I always wanted to marry a Doctor.

You fellas rode it out to?

Bo and I been as close as a tick on a dog's back ever since hurricane Camille.  We was just babies when she took ma daddy's house out from under us in Bilouxi Mississippi.  Bo's folks took us in.  Bo and I slept in the same bed for nearly three years.  His daddy moved them to Louisiana.  My folks followed 'em.  Things was purdy rough for a long time, then Pa bought a fishin' boat and started makin' some money.  Bo 'n me went to school and graduated together.  Soon after that, his daddy died  and his ma went looney.  He moved in with us.  We was back in a bed together.

It weren't nothin' queer about it.  It's just the way things was.  We never thought anythin' about it anyway.  Bo 'n me worked with ma daddy, fishin' and shrimpin'.  Bo 'n me bought a piece of land and put a house on it that was built up on stilks.  When Katrina came around, she took ma Ma and Pa, and their house.  She busted my house up purdy good, but me 'n Bo was alright. 

We got one of them Fima trailers and was back in bed together.  It had two bedrooms, but we put all our stuff in one of them so we had to sleep in the other.  We was the only ones that rebuilt our house in that area.

This time we had a bunch of cash from Daddy's insurance, so we built it with concrete pylons, a big deck, a big generator that ran on propane, and a big water tank in the attic.  We built it with the help of a buddy who owned a construction company.  Many of his workers were gone, and he needed our job to get himself back on his feet.   We built that bitch with more hurricane straps and screws than you'd believe.  It had hurricane shutters, a metal roof, and three quarter inch plywood sheathing.  We didn't use that cheep ass partical board.  

Hell, I coulda built two houses for what I put into this one.  Finally Bo 'n me had our own rooms again.  I took us a while of working for other folks before we got a loan to buy our own boat.  But we saved every penny and soon took off on our own again.  

Then the oil spill.  Man that was the biggest fuck up ever.  We coulda worked for BP, cleanin' up their mess, but we decided to go to South Texas and do some fishing down there.  Fishin' in Texas sucked, but it kept us going.  Once again we slept together.  On the boat, there was only room for one cot.  

We eventually went home, got some money from BP.  It barely was enough to cover our payments on the boat.  Me 'n Bo talked about movin', but we put too much into our house to leave it.  Things slowly came back to normal.  We bought up a lot of property around us cuz it was dirt cheep and like our place, it was on higher ground.  Some fella bought a chunk of land just south of us and put him up a house on stilks kinda like our first one.  

Then cam Izaak.  Bo and me wasn't worried about a class 1 or 2 hurricane so we just stocked up food, water and crap like that.  We secured tha boat and hunkered down.  Hell, it weren't nothin' but rain and a little wind.  Problem was he took his fuckin' time gettin' out of here.  Hell, the water was nearly up to the house.  

Bo 'n me got so fuckin' bored it was ridiculous. There was electricity till late the first night.  The house stayed cool enough to sleep, but the next day, it started gettin' stuffy.  We have central air, but it's too much draw on the generator.  We switched to a window unit in his bedroom.  Yep, once again we was sleepin' together.

Now neither one of us ever wore anythin' to bed.  Hell, we was usually naked around the house.  Now that was had so much land around us, we was naked near all the time.  Shit, why dirty up clothes ya just gotta wash.

After Izaak finally moved on, the water went down prudy quick.  It left behind a shit load of mud.  I put ma drawers on and a pair of waders and went down to see what was left.  Ma old pickup was gone, and the concrete slab under tha house was covered with crap.  Tha water'd gotten up to just a foot from the floor of the house.  I called Bo and told him we needed to check tha boat house.  He come running down dressed just like me but his cock was floppin' out of his boxers.  I laughed.  

We found the boat house in bad shape.  It rides on pontoons.  One of the cables had broken, but the house was where it was s'posed ta be.  Sept for a chunk of the roof.  It was gone.  Our boat was full of rain water. The engine would be screwed.  Bo 'n me got in it and started ta bail it out.  Then somethin' told me to wait.  If the electricity didn't come on in a couple days, we'd need the water.  Our tank only held two hundred gallons.  We took a couple barrels and filled them up.  We could filter and boil it if we needed it.

We was just about to give up bailing out the boat.  It was too hot and humid and we hadn't had nothin' ta eat in a while.  We came out of the boat house and heard'd some fellas laughing.  We looked over at the boggy bottom and saw three guys in union suits trying to get across the marsh.  They was gettin' stuck and fallin' all over themselves.  One would fall and the others would try to pull him out.  Then another on would fall.  It looked like they was mud wrestling.  

Bo 'n me went down to help them.  They got to solid the edge of the marsh and Bo 'n me pulled them out.  One fella stepped in a hole just as we was pullin' him out, 'n Bo and me fell in.  They got a kick outta that.

Now we was all covered in mud.  By the time Bo and me got out, I'd lost my waders 'n boxers.  Bo's were down to his knees.  His waders were stuck 'n the fellas trying to pull him out slipped back in.  We all finally got out and Bo 'n me got our waders out.  I never did find my boxers.  We went to the boat house 'n used that rainwater to clean off as much mud as we could.  

Them fellas took off their union suits.  They washed them out in the bayou.  We started for our house.

They was the fellas that built the house south of us.  They'd gone out on their porch when the storm was over but it had two broken pylons under it.  Tha porch fell off, takin' their stairs and generator.  They wasn't hurt so they came up to see if I had a ladder they could borrow.  I had one.  God knows where it was.  

"I'm Booker, this here's Bo." I told them.

"Doby, this is Lew and Scooter." the tall one said.

"Ya'll had anything to eat?"  Bo asked.

"Naw, we ain't got no power." Doby said.

"Yeah, and the big lunk head didn't have sense enough to put in a gas stove." Lew said.  Doby swatted his bare ass.  Lew just laughed.  

"Well ya'll come up and have something.  It looks like we're going to get more rain." Bo suggested.

"Thanks neighbor. We appreciate it." Scooter said.

"Where you from." I asked.  His accent was differn't from ours.

"He's a city fella." Doby said.

"I'm from Maine." Scooter said.

"Maine? damn boy you must be suffrin in this heat." I said.

"Sure am.  I haven't slept a wink since the power went out.  The only relief had been when it was raining. I would got out on the porch to get wet." Scooter said.

"That's how we fell off.  He went out to get cool and we chased after him.  Didn't know the pylons were broke." Lew said.

We went up to the house and looked around for our ladder.  Didn't find it.  I figured it was covered up somewhere.  Bo run up and started fixin' some food.  Me and the guys looked around till the rain got to be too much.  I ain't never seen three guys who could laugh so much.  Seemed like everything was funny to 'em.

They got me started till my belly hurt.  

We ate and sat around talkin'.  Doby sat in a chair and Lew sat on the floor between his legs.  I noticed every once in a while. Lew would rub Doby's leg.  Doby would squeeze his shoulders with his legs.  Scooter never stopped smilin' or sweatin'.  Poor guy was sufferin'.  I could see his eyes were getting tired.  I told 'em  they could spend the night if they wanted  We could close off the back of the house and cool it off some with the window unit in Bo's room.  The generator would last about three days on the large tank of propane.  If we only used the air conditioner at night, we could probably stretch it to a week.  We just turned it on to keep the freezer and fridge going.  I'd emptied out the top freezer of the fridge and filled it with dry ice.  I could turn the power off about six hours a day for a couple days, less later on.

The guys stayed that night.  Bo and I slept in his room and gave the guys mine.  Half way through the night, Scooter came into our room and slept on the floor cuz it was cooler.  Bo has a king size bed so the next night we let Scooter sleep on it with us.  He was a little hesitant, but he did.  I was in the middle.  I woke up around midnight and had to piss.  Scooter wasn't in bed.  I looked around and didn't see him.  I went to the bathroom.  On the way back to bed I saw my bedroom door was almost closed.  I heard noises.  I peeked in.

Scooter was on his knees suckin' like a calf on his momma's tit.  He had Doby's cock in his hand.  He's go from Lew's pecker to Doby's.  Hoowey!  I ain't never seen nothin' like it.  I couldn't peel my eyes away.  Next thing I knew, Doby got behind him, spit on his cock and shoved it up Scooter's ass.  Scooter didn't miss a stroke on Lew's dick.  Doby's head dropped back and he sighed, "ah fuck yeah".

Doby fucked him like a hound dog.  He leaned over Scooter and sucked face with Lew.  My fuckin' dick shot up like a rocket.  I'm thinkin', "These guys is as queer as they come."  Lookin' down at my cock. I thought "Fuck, maybe I am to."  It was one hot scene.

They was gettin' real sweaty.  I could see the sweat running down their bodies.  Doby bucked one time, and slumped over Scooter's back.  I could tell he was fillin' Scooter ass.  Lew grabbed Scooter's shoulders and opened his mouth like he was gonna holler.  He just made some quiet cough like sounds in his throat and rammed his cock all the way down Scooter's throat.  I grabbed my cock and started jackin'.

Doby grabbed Scooter and pulled him up like a wrestler.  Lew was still panting like a dog when he got down and started jackin' Scooter cock.  He sure didn't last long.  Lew aimed Scooter's cock right at his mouth.  Scooter blew a load that could fill a milk jug.  Lew ate half of it and the rest got all in his hair and face and dribbled down on his chest.  Then Lew started lickin' Scooter like a lollipop.  "God you taste good." Lew whispered.

I shot my load.  Fuck I ain't had sex in months.  I been too busy to jack off.  Oh, maybe once or twice in the shower, but not a real good load.  This time, I made a hell of a mess all over the place.  I tried to catch it in my other hand, but it wazza flyin' everywhere.  Doby must have hear me, cuz he turned toward the door.  I scooted back into Bo's room and got back in bed.

I still had a hand full of cum and had tha stuff all over my belly.  I knew Bo kept a towel in his night stand for cleanin' up after jackin'.  I pulled it out and damned if it wasn't hard and crusty.  I could barely wipe up my soup.  I pretended to be asleep when someone passed the door and looked in.

The next mornin' I got up and went to the bathroom.  That's when I saw a stain on the floor.  I saw were I'd shot my load on the door and floor, and someone had slipped in it.  They knew they'd been seen, and whoever saw them enjoyed the show.

I pissed and got a wet towel.  I went to clean up my mess.  I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the floor when Lew got up to piss.  "So, it was you." he whispered.

Shit, I didn't know what to say.

"Hope you don't mind." he said.

"I guess I didn't mind last night." I confessed.

"Yeah, we noticed." Lew chuckled.  Then he rushed into the bathroom.

I musta been red as a stop sign.  My face felt like it anyway.  I cleaned up quick and went back to bed before Lew came outta the head.  I didn't sleep from then on.  I kept wonderin' how it felt.  You know, what they was doin'.  Bo 'n me hugs a lot.  We sleeps in the same bed and cuddle up when it's cold.  I know how his naked skin feel 'ginst mine.  I never purposely touched his cock though.  I sure as hell never sucked it.  I kept staring at it.  It was hard and straight up his belly.  The foreskin was pulled back and it's purple head showed.  It had a tiny clear drop of lube at the tip.

I'd watched Lew get a mouthfull of cum and he was smilin'.  I'd tasted my cum.  Hell, I'd shot off in my own mouth before.  Kinda liked it.  I couldn't help but wonder what that tiny drop tasted like.  It was startin' to hang off the tip, almost ready to ooz down onto Bo's belly. I caught it with my finger.  I put my finger in my mouth, but all I tasted was soap.  Guess I hadn't rinsed my hand off very good.  I'z in a hurry to get my mess cleaned up.  I decided if there was more I'd catch it with my tongue.

Let's just say I got caught catchin' it.  Bo woke up just as I was lickin' it off the tip of his dick.  "Fuck, I was worried it was a dream again."  Bo whispered.

"Huh? You been dreamin' 'bout me suckin' yer dick." I asked, surprised at his reaction.

"Fuck, since we got our first hairs." Bo said.

"Why ain't ya said nothin'?" I asked.  

"Cuz I'z scared ya'd cold konk me." Bo said.  "Why ain't ya ever done it, or have ya and I slept through it?" he asked.

"Never knew I wanted to." I told him.

"So what brought this on?" Bo asked me.

"I got up in the middle of the night and saw them fellas suckin' and fuckin' and carryin' on like crazy.  I got all turned on and...."  I just stopped there.

"No wonder their laughin' all the time.  Give another meaning to the word gay." Bo chuckled.  I think I saw him like I'd never seen him before.  Like he'uz more than my best friend.  

"Ya gonna finish what ya started?" he asked.  He'uz lookin' at me differnt that ever before.  I don't know how much time passed but I finally just started licking on his big cock.  He smelled kinda sweaty, but not in a bad way.  His cock was bouncin' up and down and all of a sudden I just rammed it down my throat.

Hell I thought he was gonna go through the wall.  He liked ta jumped outta his skin.  Before I knew it, his balls pulled up tight in his sack and he let go a gush of cum that nearly choked me to death.  He let out a loud "Ah!" that I know them fellas heard, but I didn't care.  I was makin' him have a terrific orgasm 'n I know how it felt so I'z happy to do it for him.

Bo was just startin' ta catch his breath when we both noticed Lew grinnin' like the Cheshire Cat, peekin' in our door.  He ran over and jumped on us.  

"You really got turned on watchin' us." he said, laughin'.  Then he turned to Bo, "How was it?"

Bo  was so embarrassed he turned away, but couldn't help but laugh.  Next thing we knew, Doby and Scooter were jumpin' on us.  It was a pillow fight/ticklin'/dick grabbin' pile up.  Bo 'n me grabbed each other and just let them go crazy.  Bo 'n me was laughin' our asses off.  

They finally settled down.  That's when it happened.  Bo kissed me.  "How long you been wantin' to do that?" I whispered. 

"Long time" Bo said.  He kissed me again.  The fellas slipped off the bed and out of the room.  They closed the door.  Bo 'n me made love.  We loved on each other till we fell asleep, wrapped around each other.  

We woke up when we hear trucks outside.  We got up and went out.  The fellas was putting their union suits on for the first time since we brought them in and hand washed them in the tub.  They was kinda scratchy from drying on the line outside, but it was all they had.  Bo 'n me put on some jeans and walked outside on the porch.

They was clearin' the road down to the fella's house.  A cop stopped by and asked if we were okay.  He asked about the residents of the fella's house.  We introduced the guys.  He seemed amused by their outfits, specially since Doby's was open down to the top of his cock, 'n his big pecker was pretty obvious.  I was standin' behind Scooter talkin' to the cop.  I unbuttoned the flap in the back of Scooter's union suit.  His white butt shined. 

We asked about the electricity.  He said it would be on today and before he left, it came on.  The central air kicked on.  Scooter said he was going inside where it was cool.  When he turned around to go in, the cop liked ta died laughin' at his butt shinin' out from the rear of his underwear.  Scooter hadn't realized what I was doin' back there when I unbuttoned it.  He felt back there and covered his hiney.  That just made the cop laugh harder.  We talked to the cop for about ten minutes,  He seemed to be lookin' us over prudy good.  As he drove off, I saw my ladder in the ditch by the road.  We put boots on and went over to get it.

Over the next couple days, Bo 'n me helped the guys fix their house.  Turns out it was my truck what took out their pylons.  Man that old thing was fucked up.  Had ta fuss with the insurance 'bout what it was worth.  I'm insisting it was in better that good condition, and it was.  It was just old.  I got a good settlement on the boat house and boat, and loss of income.  The guys helped us fix the boat house.  The boat got all fixed up and is like new.  That's cool it was near wore out before the storm.  I got money to replace the equipment, but hell, I saved most of it.  Just took some cleanin'.  So I bought better sonar and shit like that.  

We took the fellas out on it the day we got it back and caught a mess of fish and the best haul of shrimp ever.  Had a little trouble sellin' it cuz some of the markets was fucked up, but one was open and gave us a good price for the shrimp and some of the fish.  We took the rest home and filleted 'em.  Gave the fellas most of 'em cuz they had to clean out their food.  We kept a bushel basked of shrimp to and split it with them.  

Man, that day was fun.  Bo 'n me never worked naked before.  Course we had to hide a couple times when other boats came around.  I sucked Bo off while he was haulin' in a monster grooper.  I thought for sure he'd loose it, but he came just about the time he pulled it in.  We laughed at him describing how it felt to be cumming and pulling in a big catch at the same time.  

Doby fucked Lew and Scooter on the bow of the boat. I know we got caught cuz he was right in the middle of cumming up Lew's butt when a pleasure boat sped by.  He gave us a bunch of blasts from a air horn.  We honked back.  That killed the fishin' in that spot so we moved.  That night, we partied at their place till midnight or so.  Then we went home and I let Bo fuck me.  It fuckin' hurt.  The next time he fucked me, it didn't hurt so much and I kinda liked it.  Now we do it all the time.  I fuck him to.  

I found a truck just like mine, a '57 ford.  I told the insurance adjuster that if he could restore it for the money he wanted to give me for mine, I'd buy it.  He took me up on the offer.  He had to kick in a bit more, but now I got a great old truck and new insurance.  They dropped me.  Fuck 'em. 

Now everything is back to normal, 'sept it isn't.  Bo 'n me is different.  Better.  He'll we'z 'bout as good as it gets.