Date: Sun, 11 Feb 2007 08:18:55 -0800 (PST) From: nadaicbktt@yahoo.com Subject: Lotto-Part 1 Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and contains scenes of gay sex between that of consenting adults. If you find this offensive, are under the age of 18, it is illegal wherever you are to read this, stop now. Leave this site. You have been warned. This work of fiction is property of myself and may not be copied or used in any way without my express consent. All persons in this series are fictional and not real people living or dead. This is a purely fictional story of what if.... Len Petrolli got up out of bed in his and Marc Tolson's run down apartment in a small town just west of St. Louis, Missouri. Len had dark long hair 22 years old with a fairly dark complexion as Marc was 21 with long sandy blonde hair. Both were very thin as Len was a little better built now than Marc as he did his daily routine of at least 200 crunches and 200 push ups in case another opportunity came along again after their failed modeling career. They had met 3 years earlier in St. Louis at modeling try out that were held every so often to "find hidden talent." The two were selected to go to Los Angeles to work for an established agency there. Both did alright at times but soon the jobs dried up and they moved in together in Marc's old hometown just west of St. Louis over a year ago. "Where are you going, Len?" Marc asked as he saw Len putting on some old jeans and a sweatshirt. "I am going to buy us some lottery tickets. Tonight is the big drawing for the mega nationwide Powerball jackpot." "Good luck, I hope you win." "No, you mean we win. I need $10 to make us have an even $20 worth of tickets." "Dammit Len, you know our asses are broke." "Man, hand over the fucking cash. I know your ass has $10. I saw it on you last night." "Get it out of my front pocket out of my jeans there on the floor." "I promise I will split it with you if we win." "Split what? Our damn losses like always." Len got in their truck as it was the only vehicle now between the two and headed off to the convenience store to buy $20 worth of lottery tickets. Len was amazed as he drove and saw a long line had already formed for the night's $254 million drawing. Marc tried his best to clean up the old apartment while Len was away. Marc was basically working part time at a local liquor store and was really starting to tire of barely having enough money between the two men to make it month to month even with a little help for the government. Len on the other hand worked seasonal labor with a roofing buddy of his that didn't care that he was gay as Len was a hard worker and they had become friends in the mean time. Marc heard Len's old truck finally pull back in and basically dies. "What took so long, Len?" Marc asked as Len entered the apartment. "You would not believe the damn lines already to buy those tickets. Let me go put these in the top drawer before we lose them." Len said as he took his tickets out of his pocket. Marc was then eating canned soup as Len came and sat at the old table with him. "Do we have enough for rent this month or are we going to be late again?" Len asked. "Well it depends on when our check gets here. You know this really sucks being that we live paycheck to paycheck. You know I hate living off the government and shit, dude." "Yes it does but you know as well as I do that we are doing the best we can until one of us gets on down at the plant or just lucks into a good full-time job." "You know kids can say what they want about can't wait until they are out from under mom and dad. I would give anything to be back in high school and living with my parents." Marc said. Marc and Len then went to the local laundry mat to do their week's worth of laundry. They went together to try to keep from being so bored. Marc stopped by his work on the way home and grabbed a cheap bottle of whiskey and the cheapest beer they stocked. Marc kept a running tab at his work for his purchases. Marc usually worked Saturday nights but was lucky to have this one off but knew he would be there when the place opened at noon on Sunday. They watched football together even though Marc was not big fan on their small color TV that Marc's boss gave them when they moved in. The apartment was barely furnished and what they did manage to have was found, given to them or bought for next to nothing. They did manage to keep it clean despite the carpet being old and stained throughout the place. Marc let Len watch the end of his game as he went and bought a few groceries with his government issued food stamp card. Marc was always a little embarrassed but knew that it sure beat going hungry. Marc was more frugal with their limited funds and saved where he could. Both had learned to live without a lot over the past 3 years in both Los Angeles and back at Marc's old hometown. What they lacked in money, they made up in love at least they thought so. Marc came out during high school and he had a lover throughout his senior year. Len came out his senior year in high school to the dismay of his parents, who still shunned him and never offered to help him out in his times of need. When Marc returned from the store with their weekly groceries he found Len had taken off his shirt and pants and was just sitting around in his old boxers. Marc liked seeing Len without a shirt as the sit ups really did show as Len's ripped abs and nice pecs were what attracted Marc in the first place. Marc was thin and never really had the ripped six-pack like Len. Both had let their hair grow out from their modeling days and Len had grown a partial goatee to Marc's liking. They watched what little TV that they could pick up with their "rabbit ears". After getting bored with TV, they played cards and drank what Marc had picked up earlier. After they went to bed, Marc loved to please Len. Len loved Marc's thick 7 and half inch cock and loved sucking him each night as did Marc love Len's 6 inch cock. That night, Marc rimmed Len's hot ass like never before as Len just moaned as he felt his lover's tongue lick his hot ass. "Fuck yeah, lick my ass." Len told Marc as he watched Marc lick his hot ass. "MMM, this taste so good tonight." Marc said. "Fuck me, Marc. I want that big cock in me good and hard." Len said. Marc spat on his cock and Len's ass and abruptly shoved it in Len's ass. Len let out his usual moan as he loved the feeling of Marc's cock invade his ass. Len grabbed Marc by the neck and pulled him down and kissed him. Marc now had is entire cock in Len's hot ass. The old bed shook and Marc's big balls slapped Len's ass. "Oh fuck yeah! Harder! Harder!" Len screamed. "Fuck that ass is hot!" Marc told Len as he continued to pound his man-cunt. Despite it being a cold night, sweat was beading up on Len's forehead and Marc's thin body as Marc shoved his big thick cock in and out of Len's hot ass. Marc then filled Len's ass with his man juice. Len shot his load that night on Marc's thin body. The two made out for a while and then went off to sleep. Marc was off to work the next day as Len took him so he could have the truck for the day. Marc heard from a co-worker that the winning lotto ticket was purchased in the St. Louis area, but that was all they were saying until the winner came forward. Marc found a local paper that displayed the winning number and wrote it down to take back to show Len as he doubted Len had looked. Len picked up Marc promptly at six and they stopped at a local fast food place for a quick bite and then headed back to their apartment. "Hey did you hear the winner of last night's lotto was from the St. Louis area?" Marc said. "No I didn't. I guess I need to check my numbers." Len said "Oh here I wrote them down for you," Marc said as he handed Len a piece of paper out of his front shirt pocket. Len then went and found the tickets and compared numbers. Len came running out holding a ticket in the air. "We won, dude. We won." Len said. "No shit, man. You are messing with my ass, dude," Marc said. "Hell no, we matched 4 of 6 so we should at least get $10 grand if not more, dude." Len said as he was jumping up and down for glory. "Let me see that." Marc said as he grabbed the ticket from Len's hand. Marc compared the numbers. "You are right. Where do WE go get our money?" "I am just going to take it to the place I bought it yesterday. Surely they will know what to do for me to get our cash." Len slide the ticket in his shirt pocket as they drove back to the convenience store where Len had bought the ticket. The two came bouncing in the store holding tightly their ticket. They approached the counter where Marc recognized the guy working that day as a guy he went to high school with there in the town. Marc handed the ticket to the young guy. "Hey, Mike, I think we got a winner here. We matched 4 numbers in last night lotto drawing. What do we do now?" Marc said as he handed the ticket to Mike. "I don't know, Marc. We have never had a bigger winner here since I have been working. Here let me go get my boss, Mr. Ross. He will know how you guys get your money." Mike said as he went back in the rear of the store to find his boss. Mike handed the ticket to Mr. Ross and told him that they thought they had matched 4 numbers and wanted to now what to do next. Mr. Ross examined the ticket that Mike had given him. He looked at the ticket and his mouth fell wide open. "Mike, go get those young men right now!" Mr. Ross said to Mike. Mike stepped out of the office and found Marc and Len milling through the small store. "Hey, guys, Mr. Ross needs to see you two right now for some reason." Mike said as he found them. "Sure, is there a problem?" Len asked. "Hell, dude, I don't know he just asked to see you guys immediately." Mike said as he pointed to the office and then returned to wait on a customer getting gas. Len and Marc opened the door and found Mr. Ross on the phone. Mr. Ross pointed to two old folding chairs in the cramped old office and pointed for them to have a seat as he was still on the phone. Len and Marc watched as Mr. Ross' face had a bright expression of joy. The two just sat and looked at him not knowing who or what Mr. Ross was talking to or about. The two whispered among themselves while Mr. Ross was writing down things on a small note pad. He finally hung up the phone. "Congratulations, guys!" Mr. Ross said in a loud tone. "Thanks, how much do we get and where can we get it?" Marc asked. Mr. Ross just looked at them and asked, "Do you know what you just did?" "Yes, sir, we hit 4 of 6, how much is it worth?" "You hit 4 of 6 alright, you also hit the other 2 and the power ball." Mr. Ross said as a complete silence fell in the office. Marc and Len's eyes got real big and jaw dropped. "You are playing with us." Marc said. "Let me see the numbers and our ticket." Marc then pulled out the numbers he wrote down and compared it to the winning ticket. He realized he had confused a 5 with a 6 and transposed the other number. Len looked over at the ticket and the winning numbers. It struck both of at the same time. "WE WON!" They started jumping around and screaming. Mike came into the office. Marc grabbed and hugged him. "What's going on here?" Mike asked as he felt the tight squeeze of Marc's bear hug. "Mike, you are looking at the newest mega Lotto winners." Mr. Ross exclaimed. "You know that we will get something out of this too for selling the winning ticket." "What do we do? What do we do now?" Len asked as he was still excited and mostly in shock. "Well that was what I was on the phone finding out. Sit down and I can explain what happens next." Mr. Ross said as he looked at his notes. He told the two that the state lottery chairman was on his way down and would be there in an hour or so to verify the winning ticket and to verify it in our lotto machine up front. After that, tomorrow they will have a press conference to announce the winners. He told me then you guys would have to decide between a lump sum payout and a long term payout. Then after a few weeks they could get their money. "Now exactly how much did we win again?" Len asked. "Two hundred fifty four million. You are the sole winners of the whole entire jackpot from what I have been told," Mr. Ross said. Len and Marc just looked at each other knowing that their lives had changed forever. You could practically hear their minds clicking as what to do with all that money. Both were had an endless smile on their faces as they hugged and kissed one another in the office. "You know the first thing we have to do is to decide whether we want a lump sum or annual payouts. I am thinking lump sum as we are partners in this." Marc said. "You lucky bastard. If I hadn't made you give me money, it would be all mine. I think a lump sum would be better. We seriously need to find a lawyer to draw up a short contract between us in case something does happen between us." "For once, Len, you are thinking sensibly. I was thinking the same thing." Marc said. "Do you know much the single payout is Mr. Ross?" "I think somewhere around $120 million. With all the taxes and stuff coming out, it would come to around $70 million that you would clear, I think. Mr. Chandler will be here shortly and I am sure he can clear things up with you guys at that time. By the way how old are you two?" Mr. Ross asked. "I am 22 and he is 21. In case you didn't notice we are gay." Len said. He and Marc just talked among themselves but knew that shortly Mr. Chandler would arrive and explain it all to them. Mr. Ross asked if they would like something to drink. They agreed and grabbed a soda and just waited in the store. It was the longest hour it seemed as they chatted with Mike and knew a customer or two that came in the store to buy various things. It was close to 9 p.m. by the time Mr. Chandler arrived at the store. Marc and Len suspected it was him when they saw a short older man in a suit come in the double front door of the convenience store. "Are our newest millionaires still here?" Mr. Chandler said as he entered the store. "Yes sir we are." Marc said as he grabbed Len by the hand and greeted Mr. Chandler. "Congratulations, men. I am sure you are very happy. I will just get the ticket and verify it first with Mr. Ross, and then I can answer all your questions then," Mr. Chandler said as Mr. Ross escorted him back to his office and verified the ticket and to verify with their lottery machine in the store. After 10 minutes or so, Mr. Chandler came back out. "Well guys, congratulations. We have ourselves the newest winner. I am sure you have just a ton of questions which I will be happy to answer if I can." Mr. Chandler. "First thing you should know is that tomorrow we will announce you two as our winners in Jefferson City. My suggestion is to go home pack your bags and kill your phone as soon as you can. You don't realize but anyone who remotely knows you will be asking for help including a lot of scam artists. If I were you two, I would stay in a motel for the next couple of weeks and get one of those pay as you go cell phones and turn off all your others." "We understand. I guess the most prominent question I have is when we will see some actual money. Honestly, we are both flat broke and I don't know if we can even afford a motel room right now." Marc said. "I tell you what guys, our store stands to collect $50 grand for selling the winning ticket and I can advance you some money now." Mr. Ross said. "As far as seeing the first dime, it usually will take around 2 weeks." Mr. Chandler said. "You do have a bank account set up, I assume, so we can wire the money there." "No sir, I am afraid not." Len said. "Oh I hope you young men don't owe the government and such because they get first shot at your money before we are able to transfer to you." "No, sir, I believe we are both clean." Len said. "Guys I will tell you this. Sometimes the press can be ruthless, so be prepared." Mr. Chandler said to them. "In other words, expect questions about being gay and such." Marc asked. "Yes, Mr. Ross informed me that you were. As far as I know, you are the first gay couple to win. I am just saying be prepared and don't get angry if they invade on your personal privacy. You know the press can be ruthless. If I were you two, I would have the one who is the most level headed and mildest manner answer the questions." Mr. Ross said. "Sir it is getting late, is it alright if we wait until tomorrow or so to decide the payout method and such," Marc said. "Oh sure, I will need a final answer tomorrow so that we can start processing your winnings. I have a copy of the ticket with me, but you have already been verified so don't worry about keeping up with the ticket any longer. Again, congratulations!" Mr. Chandler said. "I will see you tomorrow at 10 am sharp." Mr. Ross handed the two a $500 as an advance. They promised they would bring a post dated check by later after things got back to normal. Marc hugged Mr. Ross and Mike and thanked them as he and Len got in their truck and headed back to their apartment. Marc and Len grabbed all the clothes that they had and stuffed into their truck. Marc was mad that he had just bought a week's supply of groceries but then said that they didn't care. Len and Marc were both in shock still as they got in the car late that night and decided to drive to Jefferson City. The drive was about an hour or so. "Man, there is just so much to think about and to do." Marc said. "I know dude, first thing is we need to get rid of this piece of shit we are driving. You know I am sort of now leaning towards the long term payout, since we are both so young. I really think that we might just blow through the money if we took in one lump sum." Len said as he drove. "Well if we did that we would definitely have to have an agreement drawn up by a lawyer. You know I was thinking of taking the lump sum and buying us a house far away from here and investing the rest." "I am so confused, but we really need to decide soon. If we invest it right, we can make more that way but it is not guaranteed. I know one thing, I am letting you handle our money." "I was hoping you would say that. I would hate to see what you would do with it." "Dude, we would have the baddest place around on some hip beach, hot cars and tons of clothes and jewelry." "You know I do want to find a place far away from Missouri. I am sick and tired of the cold like we are having today. I would love to find a cool place near or on a beach." They continued to drive and dream about the future as they got so excited about what they could do with the cash. They finally agreed to take the lump sum. They agreed to take 15 percent to spend on a house and whatever they needed to furnish it with and a whole new hip wardrobe that they had always wanted. They pulled into a new motel and checked in after midnight and requested a 8:30 wakeup call. The sex that night was hot and passionate as Marc showed his love to Len for the first time as new millionaires. The next morning the two dressed in sweatshirt and jeans and didn't check out of the motel as they knew they might need to stay one more night. Marc called his mom and told her to watch the news later on, but told her she would be proud of him. She begged him to tell her the news but Marc refused as he wanted to surprise them. Marc and Len found the building as their truck barely made it to the area. Marc saw a lot of TV and radio trucks there and knew they were going to be famous. Len asked at the front desk for Mr. Chandler. She paged him for the two as they were expecting them. Mr. Chandler gathered the two with other officials and explained the whole process. Marc told them that they had decided to take the lump sum payment. The officials told them it was a wise decision as they then again sternly warned them about the dangers and pit falls of what was going to happen in the next 2 or 3 weeks. They were introduced at a 10 am press conference as flash bulbs popped and cameras rolled as the officials presented the check and told a basic story of the gay couple. The press loved this rag to riches stories and was eager to bombard the couple with questions after they spoke and told how excited they were. The first question from a reporter was, "How will this affect the gay community?" Marc the appointed spokesperson answered, "Positively we hope. We hope to be a shining example for them and their dreams." "Is it true that you lived below the poverty level over the past year or so?" A reporter asked. "Yes, sir, that is true. We barely made it here in our truck. I know one of the first things we are going to do is buy ourselves a new ride. So if anyone hear needs a old run down truck with 150000 miles on it let us know." Marc said as the media roared with laughter and loved the big smiles the two were displaying. The questions continued for the next 45 minutes or so as Marc didn't dodge a question, especially about his and Len's relationship. If he didn't know he referred them to Mr. Chandler. He did recount the story of how they thought they had just had 4 numbers and he had mixed up two of them. He thanked the people at the store where Len had bought the ticket. After the press conference, the two posed for more pictures together as they were seeming loved for their young attitude and their fresh good looks and then were escorted like rock stars to a back room. In this room there were many documents to sign as they ate a small lunch that was furnished to them. They were handed a paper with the information needed so that they could show a bank that the funds would be wired to them in approximately two weeks or more. Finally after all the hoopla had settled down, Marc and Len left the building and went to find a bank that was nationwide to set up an account. They found one within a mile of the commission building and entered. Marc presented the letter to the branch manager who immediately asks them to join him in his office after Marc presented him with the paper telling how much they had won. They signed papers to open an account. "Is there anything else I can help you young men with?" The manager asked them. "Is it possible to maybe get an advance or a small loan? You see were have probably, let see, oh about $150 between not counting the money a guy has already loaned us so we could come here." Marc said. "Oh I think a line of credit can be worked out seeing that you will have sufficient funds in what 2 weeks or so. What were you thinking of buying?" "First and foremost we need a new car." Len said. "Here is my card, tell them to call me. Here is my cell number if it is after hours and I will okay it immediately. Now just sign a few more and I can advance you say, $10 grand?" the manager said. "That should hold you two young rich men over for at least two weeks. Do you plan on staying around here long?" "Oh 10 grand would be awesome. I think we are going to St. Louis and stay in a hotel until the money arrives and set up things with a lawyer and a financial adviser." Marc said. "That sounds like a good idea. I will give you the name of a branch there and if you need something just let them know." The manager then after the two signed some short term loan papers for the money, he handed them $10000 in cash. Marc and Len then were congratulated by the employees of the bank as the manager announced who they were. The two were all smiles as they left the bank with cash in their pocket. They had a small problem in that they had no permanent address as they told them they would call back when they set that up. Marc turned on his phone again and noticed 25 missed calls as did Len who had 20 missed calls including one from his estranged parents. They both phoned their parents who eventually knew as they were so excited for them. Len's parent told him how happy they were for him as he just gave them short answers. They had a few calls from old friends and called them as they drove to a car dealership to pick out a new vehicle for the two of them. They picked out the most elegant hippest SUV on the lot that was loaded with all the features they had only dreamed about before this day. They handed the card to the sales manager of the dealership who immediately approved the sale as Marc and Len got their belongings out of their old truck and transferred it to the new one. Since the old one was practically worthless, they told the dealership they could donate it to charity and that they might be able to use a tax write off. The two had a nice meal for once as they dined and drank. After eating, the two knew they needed new cell phones so they went to a local store and purchased them on the pay as you go plan with new numbers and basically cancelled their old service. They came back to the motel again in Jefferson City as Marc found a piece of paper and jotted down things that needed to be done as Len laid on the bed helping him as they put in order the most important things. Len couldn't keep his hands off Marc and finally had him undressed. Marc was still writing things down as Len was sucking his cock. Marc finally threw down the paper as they had another night of hot passionate sex. The next morning as they were checking out of the motel to go back and settle things in their hometown, Marc noticed the newspaper with their pictures on the front page. He immediately grabbed some change and bought one. "Dude, look we made the front page." Marc said. "What does it say?" Len said. "Man, they are really playing up the fact that we are gay. Damn, you would have thought the gayest couple in the world or something had won. This whole damn thing is about us being gay and says very little that we were broke. Fuck dude, you would think we were the first gay people in the world." Marc said as he handed it to Len to read. "Damn dude that is the whole focus of the article. Look it has quotes from various gay leaders and shit. Good thing we are so open about it." Len said as he got in their new SUV and drove back to their hometown. Marc kept reading the paper and noticed they had contacted his mom for a quote. He hoped the media wasn't too hard on them. He called his mom on his new cell phone as Len drove and gave her the new number as they were told that it would be a good idea. She said her phone has ringed off the wall that morning. Marc said he and Len would drop by after they had finished taking care of business. They first went back to their old apartment and cleaned it out and paid the rent to date. They told the manager to do what he wanted with their old stuff as they no longer had a use for it. The apartment manager was so happy for them as he knew they would be moving. After a couple of hours, they went to the convenience store to repay their debt to Mr. Ross. Mike was again working and told them that they were the talk of the town. Mr. Ross found them as they were talking to Mike and handed him his money. "Well I don't guess we will be seeing you two around much." Mr. Ross said. "Hey, can you blame them? They are rich now and can live where they want to." Mike said to them. "Yeah we plan on moving somewhere nice when the money comes in the next two weeks." Len said. "Well, I am happy for you two. Good luck." Mr. Ross said as the two left and went and turned off all the utilities and paid whatever debt they could think of. Both went by their work places as they were now treated like celebrities at both places. After the long day, Len drove Marc to his parent's house which was a few miles outside of the town. Marc's parents were there waiting for them as was Marc's two younger brothers, Nelson 17 and Luke 15. The brothers both ran and hugged Marc when they saw him get out of their new ride. Marc's oldest brother was impressed as he looked over their cool new ride. Marc's parents then sat with them as they asked their plans. Marc and Len both explained in detail what was happening the next two or so weeks and then told of their plans of moving and starting a new life elsewhere. The brothers just looked on as they were in awe of their new rich older brother. Len said, "You two will have to come stay with us some once we get settled." as he was speaking to Marc's two brothers. "Cool, dude. We will. I hope it is some bad house you guys get. I can't wait to brag to all my friends about my brother." Nelson said as he smiled at his older brother with envy. "Hey Nelson you and Luke can come after you graduate this May. Mom and Dad you will have to come sometime too if you want." Marc said. "Son we will as soon as you and Len get settled. I am just so happy for you two. You know things are going to be so different now." Marc's mom said. "Yeah son, at least, you two have what sounds like a decent plan. I hope you will stick to it and you will never have to work a day in your lives." Marc's dad replied. The two ate dinner with Marc's parent as Marc's mom insisted. Marc had not been around too much lately and enjoyed spending time with his brothers, who were growing up so fast in his eyes. Marc had to see both of their rooms and what cool stuff each had gotten as it had been a while since he had been home. His family had accepted him being gay from the beginning and now was glad to see him relishing in the spotlight. Len and Marc both enjoyed being around Marc's loving family as they hugged each one as they left to drive to St. Louis to spend the next two long weeks as they began their new life. They stayed on the outskirts of the city that night and wanted to find a more permanent place later. "Oh Len, I love you so much!" Marc said as he crawled on top of Len as they both were nude and making out in the hotel room. Marc then sucked Len's hard cock and rimmed his hot ass. Marc spat on his cock and slowly inserted into Len's waiting ass. Len moaned and begged Marc for more as the two showed their deep love for each other. Marc loved it as he saw the joy and lust in Len's eyes as he continued to shove his hard raw cock in and out Len's hot ass. Marc filled Len's ass with his nut as Len shot his load between the two lovers. They agreed the sex was still hot between the two of them even after they were now changed forever financially. To be continued...