Date: Mon, 28 Mar 2005 12:05:21 -0800 (PST)
From: T Chase McPhee <survivalgame@yahoo.com>
Subject: Long Distance Love 09  Epilogue

The following story is a work of fiction set in the
format of reality. Any resemblance to real people is
entirely coincidental in nature, and is not meant to
accurately reflect persons in towns, cities, or
governmental areas, in which the story is staged. If
sexual scenes involving male to male relationships
offends you, then you should not read this story.
Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in
most states and countries, you are not allowed to read
this by law. This is fiction. Don't forget, in real
life, to think about 'sexual safety matters'.


"Long Distance Love" 09 Epilogue (M/M oral)
WriTtenby T. Chase McPhee

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"Evan's, the man!" Dario yelled out, as they evacuated
the 'Exile' van, on loan from Jack.

"Hold me back! I think I spotted a Dillard's!" The
Latino's next reply came.

"C'mon, Shaheen! Time's a'passin'!"

The four teens, lit out in search of men's fashions,
Dario as their locator of the front door of
Dilliard's.

"I remember when I was that age, "Adam points out."

"What do you mean when you were 'that' age, Adam?"

"Well, Lucas, we're not exactly teeny boppers, you
know!"

"Oh yeah, well forget Saks, c'mon, Adam, time to turn
back the clock!"

Chiz and Clay laughed at Lucas, pulling Adam's arm,
striding along behind the four teens, in their quest
of youthful clothing.

"That Adam's a pretty funny guy. What do you think,
Clay?"

"Yeah. Not bad physique either for an 'old man'!"

"Lucas neither, for that matter. Wouldn't mind getting
a foursome going with them."

"Are you serious Chiz?"

"Sorry, guess you're not into that thing, are ya
Clay?"

"Let's just put that I've never done it, but not
opposed to it. That is til I've tried it."

"Cool attitude."

"Only one thing we have to find out."

"Oh, what's that Clay?"

"If they're into it!"

"Hey, you old fogies, are you gonna hustle before my
hand falls off?"

Chiz and Clay looked at each other, after Adam's
remark, with holding the door open for them.

"Then again, Clay, maybe we shouldn't ask and just do
it?"

Clay's mind rushed ahead of Chiz's.

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Duke, the 'sting-master' of the FBLO operation, didn't
turn out half that unreasonable, after sucking Jason's
cock to full fruition, taking down his syrupy load.
Michael thought he would catch hell from Jason,
penetrating the guy's ass, but from the beautiful
blowjob, he heard no complaints.

"Man, you guys make a great team!"

"With holes like that, Duke, who could complain!"
Michael replied, then followed with, "Hey, how about
cleaning me off?"

"Sure, no problem," Duke, the tough FBLO man that
caught Michael's arm, more than happily obliged.

"Looks like, that is if we had a willing victim, we
could have ourselves the perfect slut, Michael."

"Oh man, are you ever right, Jason."

"What? About Duke being our slut?"

"No, man. Duke sure knows how to give a hot blowjob!"

"And now you don't like mine, Michael?"

"Oh. Yeah, sure Jason."

Even though Michael enjoyed the warmth of Duke's
mouth, he withdrew his saggy cock. He figured if he
left it, with Duke's tongue doing any more swirlies,
he would be heading into orgasm number two!

"So, how many of my men 'defected'?"

"Counting you?" Jason asks Duke, on the sly.

"Yeah, okay. Including me."

"Well, the cute blonde," Michael gives a shy
description.

"Oh yeah, I had a feeling about Donny. What a snatch
for the right guy," Duke reported back.

"Yeah, and then there's the guy Donny latched onto
after Rob traded him off, so he could get back Fess."

"What'd he look like?" Duke inquired.

"Depends."

"On?"

"Do you want the description with the clothes on or
off?"

"Hmm, sounds like some wild party, Michael."

"Yeah, well looks like your gay boys had been deprived
of the priviledge."

"Yeah, well what can I say? The agency frowns on 'our'
type of behaviour."

"Huh, never would have believed it," Jason perceived.

"Oh, why's that?"

"Let's just put it this way, Duke, of the twenty or so
guys, the straight guys that left numbered around six,
at the most!"

"No shit?"

"Yep."

"Damn! Now you have me wondering who's who."

Michael infers, "Well, when it gets back to home base
that their fearless leader lay bare nekid on the sofa
with his holes plugged, I'd say you better think about
a career move, Duke."

"Oh shit, yeah! I never thought about that."

"Then again, Duke," Jason suggests, "with your
seniority, or is it moxy, whatever, maybe it's time
for the agency to change?"

"Could be. Hate to give up the twenty-one years I've
put in. But then again, I have to admit that I miss
the 'free' life."

Michael adds, "Then again, there's dozens of positions
out there to fill with a man of your expertise, Duke."

"Now are you talking about the detective work or the
blowjob, Michael?"

"Hmm... save the blowjobs for us, Duke!"

Duke Quartermane decided to take on the position of
bowjobs, when it came to getting together with Michael
and Jason. In fact, it became a regular, since the
three of them, a year or two difference in age, found
each other mutually attracted. Deciding to leave the
FBLO, Duke became a major figure in theater security,
forming his own business of protecting those on stage
and behind it.

'Long Distance Lover' closed, but another musical took
it's place. Along with that, a conductor, anxious to
get his feet wet in musical theater, also got his cock
very wet in Duke's ass. The two have been shacked up
every since.

Marc Ambergini had decided to relinquish his rights as
a human being, becoming a full fledged slaveboy. Prior
to his actions, the thirty-four year old unloaded his
estate into Chiz's bank account.

Fess and Rob went on the cruise to St. Thomas, VI. Rob
enjoyed performing for the cruise lines and remained.
Fess became his business manager. One day, from a port
of call, Clay and Chiz arrived on board. Hearing of
the quick opening and closing of Michael Fabreve's
production, they all returned to New York.  The four,
along with Michael, Jason and company, teamed up to
work on a new concept in the gay musical theater,
'Seven Partners For Seven Brothers'.
The show is sold out through 2006.

Evan Christoph inherited Jack's estate when he passed
on. Acquiring the 'Exile', he changed the name to
'Cristof's Paradise Cove'. Seth Monahan and he had the
biggest wedding bash there, accomodating all their
friends.

Dario Montero and Shaheen Rakkas loved the Florida
sun. They worked in reservations and planning at
'Cristof's Paradise Cove'. Dario completed his college
work. He now owns 'Montero's Travel Agency'. Shaheen
remains at the resort. The two work and live in
extreme close contact!

Zair and Saban, strung along with Milton, until an
older entrepaneur from Las Vegas, caught Milton's eye.
Zair and Saban, returning from a cruise to the
Bahamas, met up with Shaheen, solely by coincidence.
Shaheen spotted Zair in Dillard's one day, as he,
Dario, Evan and Seth had been on one of their
quarterly shopping trips. Zair and Saban are employed
at 'Cristof's Paradise Cove' and attend college full
time.

Rafi and Sihr became very proficient house servants.
Michael and Jason, for a wedding gift gave them enough
loot to start up a business, 'The ManMaids'. Now they
can afford to have two nice young guys wait on them.
Of course Michael and Jason get very reasonable rates!

Keoki still travels widely, enjoying his modeling
career. Adopted by Dario, as his big brother, Jake
Contreras holds the reins on Keoki, making sure his
practical jokes don't get him into too much trouble.
Jake also has skyrocketed into the six figures with
his own modeling expertise.

Adam still hangs around the 'Exile', aka 'Cristof's
Paradise Cove'. He fit into the bouncer/bartending
type position, with Frank his main source of 'kickass'
boy. Frank loves the rough treatment. In fact if a
week goes by where Adam doesn't humiliate Frank
enough, Frank seriously starts thinking of handing in
his resignation. Adam says it's nothing that a good
asswhipping doesn't handle. Frank keeps Adam busy in
Florida, while Lucas sings his heart out at the
Metropolitan Opera in New York. Their relationship
became geared to a more 'open' one. At least that's
the understanding, when Lucas let on that he found
himself a young, gay Julliard vocal student, that
sought out a room to rent, cheap. Their relationship
become known as a 'long distance love'!

Amir Al-Ahmar slipped through FBLO's tight security.
Taking the cache, from one of Marc Ambergini's checks
he tortured him into signing, he lit out on the first
plane to Mexico City. Last word is that he is in South
America trying to duplicate the young gay slavetrade
scam he began in New York. Totally by coincidence, he
latched onto an accomplice, whom helps dupe young gays
into 'signing' up for a better education or job aka,
confinement in the training program. Amir even found
some love abiding in his association with Mattin della
Croix. The thirty year old finally found a venue where
his acting skills are appreciated!

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tHe eNd!

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