Date: Wed, 08 Mar 2006 16:10:18 -0500
From: S. Teller <swga7777@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Life Worth Living - Chapter 9

A Life Worth Living - Chapter 9

Disclaimer - If reading erotic fiction offends you, Don't Read This. If
you're not sure what erotic fiction is, Don't Read This. The characters
portrayed in this piece may possibly resemble persons living or dead, but
every effort has been made to protect the identity of participants by
changing names, places, and dates. If you think you recognize yourself here,
you are mistaken. This is written solely for the entertainment of those who
enjoy reading literature of this sort.

That said, let's proceed...

Kay and I had our "little talk" on Wednesday and began "going steady" the
same day. We exchanged class rings, her class of 65, me class of 66 and we
became an "item" at school. My "boy" friends asked if this meant I had gone
straight and I assured them that none of that would change. When I told Mr.
C about it he asked basically the same and when I assured him Kay and I had
discussed our respective tastes about such things, he understood.

"I know the young lady and have always been impressed with her quiet
intelligence", said Mr. C. "I suspect she could handle the knowledge of what
we're doing here if you choose to share that with her. You might want to
leave out the part about the money, but I'm not personally concerned about
her discretion if you aren't.".  I had thought about this since she wanted
to watch sometime but had been hesitant about suggesting it to Mr. C, and
really didn't know how to approach the subject with him.  Now Mr. C had made
the suggestion himself.

I told him how she wanted to watch and maybe join in sometime. He told me he
enjoyed performing occasionally but maybe Paul would be a better subject for
that. I haven't really written about Paul yet so let me tell you a little
about him.

Mr. C had hired me ostensibly to be a yard person. In reality Paul was Mr.
C's yard man. He lived in a section of the house where it rambled around
behind the pool; had a bedroom, sitting room and separate kitchen although
he and Mr. C ate together quite often. Paul was 24 years old, biracial,
oriental and black. He stands 6 feet 2 inches, weighs in around 200 pounds,
broad muscular shoulders, tight waist, dark intelligent eyes, black hair
leaning more toward his black parent than the oriental although both
contributed to the coloration. Paul had  medium dark skin and true to the
oriental side, very little body hair, mostly just a nice thick pubic bush
that sat at the base of a solid and thick nine inch dick. The most unusual
thing about all this was Paul was a native speaking Dominican. Mr. C had
employed him when he was eighteen years old and he had been laid off from
the job that had brought him to the US the same year. He was faced with
going back to the Dominican Republic and had been doing odd jobs awaiting a
deportation court hearing. Mr. C had hired him for a couple of days and
decided to give him a permanent job. His part of the house was an
accommodation to the fact that Mr. C hadn't known he liked men when he hired
him... or maybe he hadn't, maybe being hired was the catalyst for his swinging
that way. At any rate, within three or four months of being hired Mr. C and
Paul were sleeping together on occasion and having sex regularly. After I
came to work for Mr. C a couple of weeks later he introduced me to Paul. I
was totally infatuated by his dark almond shaped eyes, high cheek bones,
dark smooth skin, muscular frame, and absolutely erotic accent. Of course
that nine inch dick was nice too, but he was a full package deal and I could
see what Mr. C liked about him... he was beautiful and so sexy it made your
heart skip a beat. Mr. C had suggested just then that I bring Kay into a
threesome with Paul and I thought it was a great idea. It was the deep South
though in the mid 60's. This was something that couldn't be talked about as
well as wouldn't be. If something happened later between Kay and I (it never
did) then the fact of what she had done would be worse from a societal
standpoint than what I had done.

Mr. C and I spent a couple of hours sucking and fucking that day. He was
pretty turned on and when I asked him why he told me Jake and John were
coming over the next day and had really good news. That was a euphemism for
a big check for Mr. C and a pretty good one for me.

  I talked to Kay on the phone that evening and told her I had to do yard
work the next afternoon so it would be Friday night before we could get
together. She told me she had been with Karen again that afternoon and had
made the suggestion about the dance. Karen had hesitated, she said, but
finally agreed when she told her I would leave the two of them alone after
the dance. She hadn't told her anything about what Kay and I had discussed
about her having Karen while I had the guy I set up her date with. That
could come later or be a surprise at the time. She asked what I had done
that afternoon after school. I told her I had spent a couple of hours with a
friend. That was our code for me being out fucking with another guy. She
wanted me to tell her all about it so, without disclosing names. I whispered
the details as , she told me, she masturbated. I never even knew this was
"phone sex" until years later. I also told her I probably had a guy lined up
who was discreet and trustworthy who would play with both of us. She told me
we needed to delay that for about forty five days. Kay turned eighteen years
old in a couple of more weeks and, she told me, when she did she was going
to go to the health department and get a prescription for birth control
pills so we wouldn't have to use a rubber. She said if we waited on the
other thing then we could do that when she was safe. I agreed and told her
I'd work it out.

Next day I went back to Mr. C's after school... oh, by the way... Kay and I did
see each other at school every day so these evenings out weren't being
neglectful. We got plenty of "face time" and managed to get in a little
heavy making out in the car either at lunch or after school for a few
minutes. We liked to get each other turned on nicely before we went off to
play with our other friends. She and I were made for each other...anyway, I
was at Mr. C's. John and Jake had arrived earlier in the day, the three of
them and Paul were out at the pool when I arrived. Everybody was naked so I
just shed my clothes in my room and joined them. The party had started
earlier and everybody was going good. I could always get it up easily so it
wasn't hard to pick up where they already were. Jake was lying back on a
deck bench so I went over and began sucking his dick. Holding my head in
place, he slowly fucked my face while Paul stood over his head and Jake ate
his ass. After a little of this Jake told Paul to fuck me. Paul was to big
to fuck Jake or John either one, he had tried and it was to much for them.
Mr. C and I could both handle him though and I usually climaxed when he
fucked me.  I straddled the bench and leaned forward to give Paul easy
access. He lubed up his dick and was in to the hilt in about three strokes.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back with him as he pulled
me onto his lap. Firmly planted in my rectum, he short stroked quickly,
raising my arousal at a frightening pace... I began to moan, my dick was
quivering and beginning to throb pre climax. Jake leaned over, trapped me
deep in his mouth as Paul gave one deep hard lunge, causing my balls and
prostate to empty as completely as they could. I shot a load that should
have knocked Jakes head off. It felt like Paul's dick was coming out the end
of my dick... He grabbed my balls and squeezed hard, the pain heightening the
climax even more. As I climaxed I felt Paul filling my bowels with his cum,
slicking up my insides and leaking out as he fucked away. The three of us
stayed there for a couple of minutes enjoying it. Jake leaned up and kissed
me, I stood up, pulling off Paul's enormous tool; I turned around and leaned
to him with a deep warm kiss, we shared it for a minute or more, both
enthralled by the sexual gratification we had shared. We all went in and
cleaned up, Mr. C had been working on a light dinner for us all. As we ate
Jake got the business end of the day. He gave Mr. C an investment profit
check then gave me one. A few weeks before when he had visited Jake had
asked me to trust him with three thousand dollars so he could make what he
considered a good investment that would yield a large return. I had over ten
thousand dollars in the bank then and since he had never lost money on the
investments, I gave him the money. He told me a week or so later that it was
in "penny stock"... then explained. Startup capital for a new company or a
company undergoing expansion. It was actually a nickel a share and he had
bought stock in a computer company and a pharmaceutical company. A total of
sixty thousand shares.  We were kidding around now... he had a check for me
but wouldn't give it to me...

"Suck my dick", he said, sliding down in his chair and shaking his dick at
me. Grinning I leaned over and sucked his dick...

"Did you make me that much money", I asked.

"Yep... in fact, suck Johns dick". I did..

"You must have done real good", I said as I took John's dick out of my
mouth.

"Yep... now suck Paul's dick", which I promptly did. We had played the suck my
dick for the money game before, including sucking both Jake and John... but
never a third person. I sucked Paul for a minute and came up for air. "Now
suck Mr. C".

I was getting excited now. This was unprecedented. I suspected he had made
me and us a lot of money. Coming off of Mr. C's dick I went back to Jake.
Getting on my knees in front of his chair I said, "This is just for you
since I know this is something really special just for me.". I started
sucking him off and wouldn't quit until he climaxed in my mouth, which took
a few minutes. When I finished him off he was collapsed in the chair
sweating. I licked his balls and came up and sucked his nipples hard. Coming
on up to him I kissed him deeply and reached for the envelope. He let me
have it with a smile. Then he began to speak.

"As you know we bought sixty thousand shares with the money you gave me.
Thirty thousand each of the computer stock and the drug company stock. They
both opened at five cents a share and in ten days each peaked. The drug
company went to two dollars a share and is still climbing slowly. Frank, you
made 60 thousand dollars on the drug company. The computer stock on the
other hand  went to $3.50 dollars a share. I sold it at that and it's
started dropping. Frank, you made over 100 thousand dollars on that one.
Frank, you made a total of 165 thousand dollars on the investment.", he
continued as my head spun. "I kept out thirty thousand to reinvest for you
and cut a check for 130 thousand. Frank, right now, at sixteen years old
you're richer than most people will be in their lifetime. The money I kept
will continue to grow, I have some more penny stocks and some good solid
blue chip investments for you. We'll have to talk about the tax liability
you have, but I'll handle that for you too. The bank deposit will be a
little difficult so I've set up a separate account for you at a bank in
Atlanta. No one can withdraw money but you but anyone can deposit. Also you
can write checks on it. I have a checkbook for you in my briefcase.". I was
grinning ear to ear with the realization that I was rich rich rich...

"Thank you thank you thank you... do you want anything else... I'll do just
about anything for you right now... want to cum again... I'll suck your dick
again, or you can fuck me". I would have done anything for him right then.

"No Frank, you've been great as usual. If you want to do something special
then figure out some way to come to Birmingham and spend a weekend with me,
maybe this Summer. We can have some fun and I'll introduce you to some of my
friends.".

"Somehow I'll be there ", I said. Let's plan on it.

In the next little while we finished up the business aspect. I signed the
check to be deposited, he gave me the check book and I wrote a check for a
thousand dollars which he cashed out of his pocket so I'd have some pocket
money. This was unusual, I was the "call boy" yet I was writing him a check...
except he had just given me well over a hundred thousand dollars. Life works
in mysterious ways. I left Mr. C's that night about eleven o'clock and got
home a few minutes later. While showering before going to bed I considered
some of the things I could do with the money... except Jake had as good as
told me there would be lots more from the thirty thousand he had kept to
invest. If 3 thousand can turn into a hundred thousena, what could he do
with thirty thousand ?

I went to sleep that night thinking of Kay and what we could do in life with
that much money.

Saturday during the day I had to "work" at the house in the city nearby, but
maybe I'll give that up since I have all the spending money I need for a
long time. Got to see about that. Saturday night Kay and I will go out and
then spend the day together Sunday. Spring holiday is week after next, maybe
a trip to Panama City. I can even quit the restaurant...

Off to sleep...

Friday started off bright... at least it was to me. I kept my secret well,
didn't discuss it with anyone. After school I went to the shopping center
and to Zale's, the jewelry store. I bought Kay a diamond necklace, almost
half a carat on a 14 carat gold chain. It cost me over $600 dollars, but
really, what did I care. I had money and I was making more every day.  I
picked Kay up about 7 that evening and we went to a movie. After the movie
we went to one of the "hang outs", sat in the car and watched the other kids
cruise by, we were planning to go somewhere alone later.

"I got something special for you to wear with your dress to the dance", I
started.

"Oh, you didn't have to buy me anything", she replied. "What is it ?".

"You're my girl now so you can get the benefits of that. You know, nobody
has ever been in the place you are right now.". I took out the jewelry box,
wrapped in white paper and gave it to her. She quickly tore it open. Lifting
the top of the box, she caught her breath when she saw the necklace.

"This is beautiful. Is it a real diamond ? It can't be. A real diamond this
size would cost hundreds, but it's beautiful anyway. I love it, Thank you so
much and it will look good with my dress. I'm wearing lime green because it
looks so good with my red hair.".

"Let me assure you it's quite real, and quite expensive, but the cost
doesn't matter, you're worth every penny and a whole lot more.". She looked
questioningly at me.

"Where did you get the money ?".

"It's a long story, want to hear it ?".

Smiling because the "long story" was a joke between us. Neither of us could
give a short answer to a question of any sort if there was a story to go
with it that would elaborate and entertain. "I have all night if you do",
she said. ... I did too.

"Let's go somewhere and get comfortable and I'll tell you.". I cranked up
the GTO and we left. We went over to Mr. C's. He had gone to Savannah for
the weekend and Paul was in Atlanta. I had asked if I could bring Kay to the
house and he agreed. We pulled around behind the house about 9:30. Kay
started to ask something but I stopped her with a kiss. "Just wait, you'll
understand in a few minutes." We went in, turned on some lights, got a coke
from the refrigerator and I led her to my room. When I told her it was my
room, she started to question again, but I once again stopped her with a
kiss. We undressed each other, kissing frequently and long... in a few minutes
we were both naked, her pale beautiful body eager for us to couple. I turned
down the bed and we slid in. I put on a rubber first, took her in my arms
and we began a long gentle seduction and foreplay. Fifteen minutes later she
was in a frenzied state as I mounted her and slid my dick into her wet,
warm, tight pussy. As soon as I was deep inside her she began climaxing, I
followed shortly and we lay there in each others arms kissing and loving
being inside each other.

"Well.. I began...still clutched in her warmth here's how it is...,"....  and I
told her about Mr. C and his friends first. The only part I left out was
being paid for the sex. I told her that I made a lot of money in tips on my
part time jobs and Mr. C was very generous paying when I did his yard work
or when I helped out the other guy who did it sometimes.

She said, "I guess he could be generous. After all, he was getting his yard
done and having sex with the yard boy.". She was saying this with a smile,
not at all accusatorily.
"He would probably have paid you without you having to do the mowing".

"Yeah he probably would have, and actually did a few times, but rest
assured, I worked for it and enjoyed it as much as he did. I trust you'll
say nothing to anyone about this.".

"Oh no... I won't ever mention it. This is just between us, but I would like
to get to know Mr. C better. I had him for a class once. He was kind of
quiet, but really a "hunk" for his age. All the girls kind of had fantasies
about him. Do you think he'd like to do it with a girl ?".

"You thinking of volunteering ?", I asked laughing a little.

"Of course... you've made me a hot little slut. I might as well fuck the
people you've been fucking. Really though, yes, if it`s OK with you and he
wants to I`d love to fuck him".

"Well, I don't mind. That's part of the deal between us. You're your own
person and so am I. Our commitment is to one another on the emotional and
spiritual level. Sex is to enjoy so if you want Mr. C, or Karen, or any
other guy or girl all you have to do is say so. Just no secrets and
communicate about what you want and what you do. I'll do the same. We might
be able to help each other out. Hey, we're not talking about philosophy now
though. There's more to this story than the sex, but speaking of sex, since
my dick is hard, and it's already inside you, let's fuck for a few minutes
and then I'll tell you the rest.". She climbed on top this time and bounced
up and down on my dick until she climaxed a couple of more times. Then
climbing off, she pulled off the rubber (it was full anyway) and proceeded
to suck my dick and fondle my balls til I shot a load in her mouth. Coming
up and sharing the cum with me in a nice kiss, she told me to continue. She
got up, dug into her purse and pulled out some cigarettes for us. Lighting
up, I continued.

I told her about Mr. C introducing me to Jake and John. I mentioned Paul
briefly, not wanting to spoil the surprise later when he joined us in bed. I
told her how Jake had asked me for a few hundred dollars to invest when I
was 15 and saving for my car. I told her how I had given it to him and he
had returned it, first hundreds at a time, then thousands. I told her about
my saving account that mom and dad knew about with a couple of thousand in
it after buying the car. Then I told her about the other one Mr. C had
helped me set up that had over ten thousand dollars in it. She was amazed
about the ten thousand, whistling softly (as she was rubbing my dick with
one hand and smoking a cigarette with the other). I then told her about the
recent investment success. I explained about the "penny stocks" and how they
went up astronomically compared to their original price. She asked just how
much money I had made on that and I told her about the 165 thousand and
leaving thirty thousand with Jake to invest. She was in shock... couldn't
believe what she was hearing... a very good adult job, wage earner and family
provider made 18 or 20 thousand a year. Most families lived on 10 to 15. I
was had 10 times that much at my disposal. I explained to her about Jake
still having 30 thousand and his promise to make us both a lot more money.

"What I have now is only the tip of the iceberg according to Jake. He says
he can make me as much money as I would ever want or spend. I'm not saying
this to try to impress you. I've never told anyone about this and really
need to have a friend and lover who knows and understands and will be with
me. I'd love for that person to be you. We couldn't do much with the money
for a few more years, until I'm old enough to manage it myself. Right now it
kind of has to stay hidden, but after high school, I want to go away to
college and I can start to use some of it then. Are you with me...?".

"Frank, I've never been so with you ! You had me at hello, then you turned
out to be a considerate and passionate lover, then you turned out to be and
understanding and open minded friend and lover, now it turns out you're
rich. What more could a girl ever want in life except love, and I feel like
I'll truly be in love with you someday soon. I feel the infatuation of "love
at first sight", but know that's not necessarily real. I'm with you forever
if you want me to be.".

"I want you to be ! I know what you mean about not knowing the meaning of
the feelings I have right now. I've never talked about what I've been doing
the last couple of years with anyone. I think we can make it and if anything
ever does start to change that we need to talk about it before it happens.".

That all said, she knew the story now and knew it would go on. She wanted me
to fuck her again so we went back to my bed and we "made love" together. We
left after straightening up my room and turning off all the lights about 2
AM. I took her home, kissed her goodnight at the door and went home myself.
I decided tomorrow would be the last day I would work at the house up the
road. And it was...

To be continued. Hope you're enjoying it so far. There's a lot of history
between then and now so if you like the story, write and tell me about it.