Date: Sun, 4 May 2014 22:22:51 -0500
From: Ed Louis <Elouis1915@yahoo.com>
Subject: Weekend Fishing Trip - Return to St. Louis 5

This story is completely fictional.  Any resemblance to any real person (s)
is purely coincidental.  The story contains consensual sexual behavior
between adult men.  It depicts unprotected sex, which I do not endorse for
anyone, even partnered couples.  Safe sex practices are always in order.
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Friday, at last!  It occurred to me that one week ago was when I first saw
Gordy in the restroom.  My, how things change so quickly.  Last Friday I
was a 'straight' man. Today, I am a gay man in love with a man I only met a
week ago.  I have never been an impulsive person, always analyzed things
thoroughly before I made a decision.  This is the craziest, most impulsive
thing I have ever done in my life and I don't care.  This is the new me and
I like myself.

I eased out of bed so as not to disturb David.  After brushing my teeth and
was dressed for work, I went to the kitchen.  My stomach was protesting the
lack of food, I had not eaten since noon yesterday and that was just a
sandwich.  Something smelled good?bacon, not so good for you, but again, I
don't care!

Mother was in the kitchen cooking breakfast for me.  "Mother, you didn't
have to do this, I could have grabbed a muffin or something."  "Gregory, I
knew you would be hungry, you did not eat last night, so quit talking and
have a seat."  she said.  "I assume all went well with the kiddos. I didn't
hear yelling or any furniture being thrown."  I said things had gone
surprisingly well.

"How about David?"  I told her it was touchy for a while, but it turned out
fine.  "He slept in my bed, just like he did when he was a little boy and
needed his daddy."  "He said he wants to meet Gordy, but I don't know if it
is too soon or not."  "Perhaps I should wait a while, let them get used to
the idea, before I spring Gordy on them."  What do you think?"

"I think you should ask Gordy how he feels, and you decide together when is
the right time."  "He is not used to being around kids, so if you look at
it from his prospective, you are springing the kids on him."  "You both
need to decide, the kids will be fine."  I thanked Mother for the advise
and told her she was absolutely right.

"Mother, I am going to stay tonight with Gordy, we need some time
together."  "The last couple of days have been stressful for both of us, we
need time to decompress."  She laughed.  "What's so funny?" I asked.  She
stood there smirking at me.  "What?"  Her eyes were sparkling, "What you
really mean is you both need, hmmm, how should i say this, hmmm, time to
fuck your brains out!.  'MOTHER!"  "I am going to wash your mouth out with
soap!"  She was laughing uncontrollably.

I was pacing around the kitchen, shaking my head, muttering to myself, "I
can't believe my mother just said I needed to get my brains fucked out."
"Who are you?  And what have you done with my mother?"  This only made her
laugh harder.  "Gregory, you need to lighten up."  she said. "You know that
is what you are going to be doing, admit it."  I said, "Maybe I will be,
but I sure don't want to discuss it with my mother, God!"

I had completely lost my appetite.  I grabbed my coat and briefcase then
headed to the garage.  "Hold on, Gregory."  Mother called out.  "What?"  I
sharply said.  "Gregory, I am sorry if I embarrassed you, I was just having
fun with you, I love you Son."  "I love you, too, Mother, I will see you
this evening."  She handed me a toast and bacon sandwich and my coffee,
patted me on the butt, "Have a good day."

In the car as I drove down my street, I had to stop the car, I was laughing
so hard, tears were running down my face.  Good God!  I have never heard my
mother say such outrageous things.  I was definitely going to have to warn
Gordy.  There was a knocking on my window.  I rolled down my window, it was
my next door neighbor, Casper.  "Are you ok, Greg?" With out going into to
too much detail, I told him my mother was out of control with her comments
and innuendoes.

"Don't I know it." he said.  "You know it is no secret I am a gay man, I
don't hide it."  "I do not want to be in a serious relationship, so I have
lots of 'guests' over."  He said he was out working in the yard, when
Mother came over to talk.  "After a few pleasantries, she told me she
understood why I had so many gentlemen callers." "I asked her what she
meant by that statement."

:"She said she had seen me naked a couple times out on my patio and she was
impressed, that obviously, the old saying about black men was true."  "I
asked how, since the hedge and fence are 6' high."  "She said she could see
me from her bedroom window."  "Oh my God, I am so sorry, Cass."  "Hey,
don't sweat it, I am cool with it."

"The last time I was out on the patio naked, I looked up to see if she was
peeking, couldn't tell if she was or not, but I grabbed my cock and shook
it at the window!"  We both were laughing.  "Greg, don't worry about it, I
don't."  I said I had to go and apologized again.  I was starting to sweat
buckets and even though the temperature was just barely warm, I turned on
the A/C full blast.  What am I going to do with that woman?

The work day seemed to drag on.  Gordy did call me from the hospital, his
mother was being sent to a rehab facility on Monday.  "Is she ok with it?"
I asked.  He said she was, but insisted she was going to rehab and go back
to Richland Woods.  "Greg, I don't think they will let her come back
there."  "She is going to be pissed."  I told him I would help find another
place that provides direct care, but is nicer than a nursing home.

"You know what, I think while on my LOA, I am going to look for something
here in STL and move back here."  "I can hire someone to come in to be with
her during the day."  I said that sounds like a plan, but I worried he
would exhaust himself taking care of her.  "Gordy, providing care for your
mother will be hard work."  "What about your sister?"  "Oh, hell no, that
space cadet, she could never handle dealing with Mom, shit, when Mom was
healthy she could only stand to be around her for a couple of days, then
she was off again to God knows where,"

"Greg, don't get me wrong, I love my sister, but no, she can't help."  "I
have no idea how to get in touch with her to let her know what has
happened, and she won't know until she calls me or Mom."  "We can talk
about all this tonight." he said.  "You are still coming, aren't you?"
"Babe, wild horses couldn't keep me away."  I said.  The door to my office
was open, but I whispered into the phone, "I need you, bad, real bad."
"Me, too."

Just after noon, I was called into Nathan's office.  He asked me to close
the door, what he was about to say to me was confidential and not ready to
be announced to the department.  "Greg, I am leaving the company, have been
looking for a while and found an opportunity I cannot turn down."  I was
totally caught off guard and my face showed it.  "You are going to replace
me."  "No, Nathan, you can't be serious, oh my God, Bob and Carl have been
with the company longer than me, they will shit."

"That is the next thing I have to tell you, Bob and Carl are being let go,
with nice severance packages."  he said.  I was speechless.  "We are
combining the 3 groups into one, with one manager, and 2, maybe 3 other
people let go, also with nice severance packages."  My worst nightmare was
about to happen, I just knew it.  "I wanted your input on who you think
would be the best person to assume the managerial position, I am thinking
Patrick."  Holy fucking shit!

"Are you ok with that or do you have another suggestion?"  I said I would
need to think about it before I could give him an answer.  "Do you object
to Patrick taking on that responsibility?"  "Nathan, this is a lot to
digest and I told you, I need to think about it."  "Of course, if you and
Bill Schilling have made your decision, then I have nothing to say."

He said it was going to be my show and if I objected, then I needed to say
so.  I asked if they had decided which others would be let go.  "Well, we
were thinking Richie, Kathleen and Matt."  "No, not Matt, not acceptable."
"Why? His last performance review was marginal."  I said, "Look, I am
familiar with his work, which is excellent, his work ethic, which is second
to none and he gets along with everyone, no, I will not agree to that."
"Bob Baxter is an asshole, you know it, I know it, the whole damned company
knows it."  "He rides his people hard, gets great results, and takes all
the credit, but ?."  I was flaming mad when Nathan held up his hand to
quiet me.

"Ok, I will give you that, Matt stays."  "Any other suggestions?"  "No, a
request, I want the weekend to consider all that you have proposed, then I
want to meet with you and Schilling on Monday to discuss these changes."
"If this is truly going to be my show, then I want the decision to be mine
as to who goes, who stays and in what capacity."  "If that is unacceptable,
then I will give you my notice right now."

"You need to calm down, Greg, this is why I told you today, it gives you
time to think about how you want to approach Schilling, you know he does
not take attitude very well."  "Attitude! None of you have ever seen
attitude from me, but I fear you are about to."  "Is that all, I have work
to do."  I went storming out of his office and into mine, slamming the
door.  I sat there for a few minutes, boiling mad.  I picked up the phone,
called Nathan.  "Do you have the personnel files on everyone in the
department?" I asked.  He said he did and he would bring them to me.

He came into my office to bring the files to me.  He gently laid them on my
desk, putting on an act that he was afraid of me.  He turned, "And
Schilling thought you wouldn't be tough enough for this job."  "You're a
fucking pit bull."  He laughed and left.  I buzzed Fran and told her I did
not want to be disturbed unless someone was bleeding or dying.  I fucking
hate this!

After I had time to think about things and calm myself, I picked up the
phone and called Ben Abbott.  When he answered, I said "Ben, get me the
fuck out of this place!"  "Hold on, Greg, what's up that has you this
upset?"  I told him I was not at liberty to say anything yet, but what I
suspected would happen was in the works.  "Did you get canned?"  he asked.
"No, I just don't like where things are heading and I want out of here."
He said he had many opportunities, but all required a move.  "Crap!"
"Well, keep looking, hard!"

"Man, I have never heard you this angry before, Greg."  "Want to meet me
for a drink in about an hour?"  I said I would love to, but I had plans.
"Thanks for asking, Ben, too bad we are not playing racquetball today, with
the mood I am in, I would kick your ass!"  "In your dreams, bud!" he
answered.  We laughed and said good bye.

I started reading files on people who did not work for me, the ones I was
not familiar with.  My team would remain intact, prejudice, yes, I suppose
so, but I did have the best.  After reading the files on everyone, I
sketched out a potential staffing chart, with Patrick as the manager.  Much
as I wanted to distance myself from him, he was the most qualified and the
obvious choice.

Putting things away, locking all the confidential data in my desk, I was
ready to go home.  I attempted to call Gordy, but he did not answer at his
mother's house.  He will call me, I thought to myself.  Thank goodness for
heavy traffic (did I just say that?) it kept my mind off business.  I
needed a drink and I needed my man.  And, if Mother was still in her
outrageous mood, I was going to enjoy it, I needed to laugh.

When I walked in the door, Anne was walking out.  "Going somewhere,
sweetheart?"  She said she had a date with Hunter, her boyfriend.  "Is he
in the house?" I asked.  She said he wasn't, but he would be here in a
minute.  "Come back inside, you know the rules, the boy has to come to the
door, speak to the family, tell me where he is taking you?common courtesy,
Anne."  "Daaaad!"  "Sorry, back inside."  I pointed to the living room.

"Daddy, I am 19, surely I am old enough to make my own decisions."  I said
she was and I trusted she would make good ones.  "But, this rule has not
changed and it is not unreasonable."  I walked into the house, while she
pouted.  I asked Mother where David was.  "He is on the patio with Andy,
they wanted to be alone, I think he's got it bad!"  Andy, who is this Andy
I thought?the object of his erection?

I walked to the patio door, looked out.  David was in a tight embrace,
kissing Andy, running his hands all up and down his back.  Shocked, I
tapped on the glass.  They broke apart and both turned to face me.  Andy
was a girl, a pretty little thing, I could see why he had the hots for her.
They got up, headed to the house, David was quickly trying to adjust
himself, without much luck.  I was chuckling to myself.

"Daddy, I want you to meet Andrea Husmann?Andie."  I said I was pleased to
meet her.  David was clearly embarrassed they had been caught. I tried not
to laugh or say anything to further his embarrassment, but I couldn't help
myself.  "Come on inside and get a cold drink, it is pretty hot and humid
out there."  David gave me a sharp, warning look.

"So, Andie, tell me about yourself."  She told me a little about herself,
very nice, confident young girl.  She was new to the area, moving here from
Louisiana, which explained the sweet southern drawl.  I asked, "Do you and
David have classes together?"  "No, we don't go to the same school?"
"Really, how did you two meet, do you live in the neighborhood?"  She said
she did, but she met David at soccer practice.  "Oh, so you are a
cheerleader, then." i said.  "No sir, I play on the same team, the park and
rec league."

I said I was sorry for assuming she was a cheerleader.  "That's ok,
Mr. Smith, everyone thinks something like that."  "They don't have a girl's
team here yet, so we play on the boy's team."  David found his voice,
finally, "She is our goalie and she is good, better than Tommy!"  Andie was
blushing now and she punched his shoulder.  "Well, it's true." he said.

"Daddy, is it ok if we go to the movies tonight, if you will take us,
Mr. Hussman will pick us up.  I said it was fine with me.  I got up to
change my clothes.  David, after excusing himself, followed me, sat on my
bed as I changed clothes.  "So, this is the person that gives you a hard on
and has you jacking off thinking about her."  He was beet red. "Stop it,
Daddy!"

"Daddy, I don't have enough money to buy her ticket, she said she would pay
for her own, but I want to do it."  "Can you lend me some money?"  I took
out my wallet and gave him $20, "That enough?"  He hopped up, gave me a
hug, "You are the best, Daddy, I love you."  He rushed out of the room,
back to his Andie.

When I came out, Hunter was there.  We exchanged greetings then he told me
they were meeting friends for pizza, then going bowling.  I told them to
have fun.  "Anne came over, kissed me, "Satisfied, now?"  I smiled and said
I was.  Mother announced that dinner was almost ready, for everyone to wash
up.  I was about to say I wan't going to eat, but the look she gave me, I
knew it was hopeless to argue with her.

I wanted to get over to Gordy's, but he still had not called.  I tried his
number again, no answer.  I was getting antsy.  Mother served the meal and
we all enjoyed the food and conversation.  Andie is a sweet girl and I
could see why David was so taken with her.  He could barely keep his eyes
off her.  When we were finished, Andie jumped up to help Mother clean up
the kitchen, with David helping, too.  That was unusual, to say the least.

I, again, tried Gordy's number, no answer.  I called the hospital, he
wasn't there either.  Now, I was getting very worried.  I went to my
bedroom, put a change of clothes and toiletries in a backpack, told Mother
I was leaving, I would call her later.  She smiled, "Have a good time!"  I
was expecting another smartass comment, but she did not say anything more.
"Come on kids, I will drop you off at the theater."

As I was driving down the street to Gordy's house, I saw him leaning
against a car talking to some man.  He leaned in and kissed this guy.
"What the fuck!"  My stomach was suddenly in my throat, I thought I was
going to vomit.  I did not stop, kept on driving past his house and headed
back home.  Tears were forming in my eyes, but I refused to cry.  My normal
stoic attitude took over.

When I got home, Mother said, "Why are you back here?"  "Gordy has been
calling."  "Not now, Mother, please leave me the fuck alone."  The phone
rang, Mother answered, "It's Gordy."  I shook my head, then went to my
bedroom.  Mother knocked on the door, "What is wrong with you?" she
demanded.  I said, "Leave me alone, I don't want to talk about it."  I
locked my door, I did not want to be bothered, I did not want to talk, I
just wanted to be alone.  I took off my shirt, shorts and socks, but left
my boxers on.

Soon I heard voices, recognized that Mother and Gordy were talking.
Pounding on my door, Gordy said, "Greg, open up, I need to talk to you."  I
replied that I had nothing to say to him, to just go.  "I am not leaving
here until you talk to me." he said.  "Fuck off!"  He said he would break
the door down if I didn't let him in.  "Gregory, quit acting like a spoiled
brat." I heard Mother say.

I reluctantly opened the door, Gordy pushed past me.  The look on his face
was pure anger.  "Sit your puny ass down and listen to what I have to say,
I know what you saw, do you think I did not recognize your car?"  I was
silent.  "Greg, that was my high school friend, Jerry Hunter."  "The
football player, the object of your HS fantasies, how nice!"  I said
sarcastically.

"Yes, one in the same." he answered.  "Great, did you get to fulfill all
that built up?shit, I can't even think of the word?but you know what I
mean."  "Was he a good fuck?"  I screamed.  "STOP IT RIGHT NOW!"  Gordy
yelled.  "You are acting like a jealous prick when there is nothing to be
jealous about."  "Jerry is the mutual friend that Karen and I share, he is
CEO of the PR firm where she works."  "Karen told him about Mom and he came
by the hospital to see me and to check on Mom."

I sat there staring at him, but kept silent.  He continued, "We had lunch
together in the hospital cafeteria, talking about old times, etc."  "I
mentioned to him about wanting to relocate back here to take care of Mom,
but didn't know what I would do for work."  "He asked about my college
degree and my employment history."  "After listening to my history, he said
he thought he could help me."

"Seems he is very involved in the Arch Diocese of St. Louis and thinks he
may be able to swing a position in counseling at a Catholic rehab and
homeless facility.  It would not be a high paying job, but working for the
Arch Diocese, I would be eligible for free tuition to SLU to work on my
masters if I want to."  I said that sounded good, but explain why he was at
his house and why the kiss.

He said Jerry came by to bring an application.  "I invited him in for a
beer, we talked again about football days."  "He said Karen had also told
him about us and he asked if it was true, that I was gay?"  "When I told
him it was true, he wanted to know how long I had known."  This story was
leading up to a conclusion I did not want to hear, but Gordy continued.

"Jerry asked me why I had not told him in HS."  I said, "Oh, sure, the most
popular stud in HS, who could have any girl he wanted, I am going to tell
you I want your body?"  "He told me it was all an act, what he really
wanted was me, but I was such a macho man, big, strong, he knew I would
kick his ass all over the campus."  "So he is gay?"  "Deeply closeted,
wife, 2 kids."

i asked if he fulfilled his fantasy, to which he replied he did, "And, I
will do it again, as many times as it takes to get this job."  He said if I
wanted to know did he fuck him, "No, I did not and he did not fuck me, he
just sucked my cock."  "Do you want to know how good that felt, to see the
high school stud quarterback, on his knees, worshiping my cock?"  "It was
fantastic, I admit it, but it was just sex, no feeling, just sex, and a bit
of revenge."

"Revenge, how so?"  I asked. "Revenge for all the frustration he put me
through in HS, even though he did not know he was doing it."  "Revenge,
knowing he wants me, but he can't have me, really."  "Revenge, because he
wants me to fuck him, but I refused."  I asked him why he didn't.  He said
because, first of all he had no condoms, but secondly and most importantly,
he did not want to fuck anyone but me."

With that he shoved me back on the bed, yanked my boxers down, flipped my
legs in the air and began to rim me.  All the while, he was unbuckling his
pants, dropping them to the floor.  I was trying to stop him, I wanted to
punish him for what he did, but he was just too strong.  He spit on my
hole, the stuck his dick in my ass.  It was useless to fight him, this is
what I wanted and what I needed.  I wanted to scream from the pleasure I
was experiencing, so I grabbed a pillow and shoved it in my face to muffle
the sound.  He was rough, pounding me hard, his balls slapping against my
ass.  I began shooting a strong load that hit my chest, my pillow and the
headboard.

He kept ploughing my ass so fiercely, it felt as if it would come up my
colon, into my stomach and out my mouth.  In the last week, I had been
fucked by two men, but never like this.  I was hard again and within
minutes I was shooting again.  Finally, he cried out, "Arrrgh!" and
released in my ass.  He then collapsed on my body, totally spent, licked
the cum off my chest, kissed me and asked, "We good now?"  I wanted so
badly to be mad, but I couldn't be.  I was so happy, this is what I needed.

As we lay there, it suddenly came to me, "Oh God, Mother is in the house,
she is probably in the hallway listening to all this."  He said he didn't
care, he loved me and it didn't matter what she thought.  He got up, pulled
me to my feet, took me to the shower where we cleaned up. We dressed and I
said, "Well, I guess we have to face the wrath of Marian Smith, come on
let's go."

Mother was no where to be found.  That was strange, surely she didn't take
the car, since she doesn't drive anymore.  I was about to panic when the
front door opened and in walked Mother.  "Where have you been?" I asked.
She said she had gone for a walk, stopped to talk to Cass and his friend.
"Mother, surely you didn't go over there and bother him."  She said he was
pulling into his drive as she was walking by.  "We just chatted a few
minutes, he invited me in for a drink, but I refused."

"Are you two ok now?" she asked.  I said we were.  "Well, I certainly hope
so, my God, you two were loud, I thought someone was being killed."
"Mother, stop it!"  Gordy was bent over laughing.  "Sorry, Marian, I wasn't
killing him, just showing him who was boss!"  They were both laughing.  I
did not think it was that funny and told them so.  "Oh, shut up, Gregory!"
Mother said.  I looked at the two of them and knew I was in trouble, they
were comrades, I didn't stand a chance.

"Look at the time, if you are not ready to meet the kids, you had better
leave, they will be home soon."  Mother said to Gordy.  He looked at me for
an answer.  "It's ok by me, Gordy, but it is up to you."  He said he
thought he could handle it.  "You got a beer?"  "I need some liquid
courage."  Mother said she wanted one, too.  I went to the refrigerator and
took out 3.  We all sat down, enjoying our beer and talking.

David was the first to come home.  I introduced him to my friend, Gordy.
They shook hands and went into a discussion about sports.  This was going
better than I expected.  David excused himself, went towards the stairs.  I
told him to hold up.  "Are you ok?"  I whispered.  "Sure, why?"  I said I
thought he would stay and chat longer.  He leaned into me, "Dad, I need to
wash up and change my undershorts, if you know what I mean, I will be right
back."  I had to stifle a laugh.

When he returned, Anne and Hunter were just getting home.  "You are home
earlier than I expected." I said.  Hunter explained that he had to be up at
6a for work.  I introduced both of them to Gordy.  After a few minutes,
Hunter said he had to go.  "Nice meeting you Mr. Gallagher."  Anne walked
him to the door, then came back to join the conversation.  I kept waiting
for the bomb to drop, but was pleasantly surprised how easily Gordy handled
everything.

I asked if anyone wanted another beer, no one did, but me.  I was bundle of
nerves.  Anne followed me into the kitchen.  "Well, what do you think?"
She said he seemed nice enough, but she was surprised, not at all what she
expected.  I asked what she mean by that.  "Daddy, he is huge, my goodness,
look at his shoulders, arms and his hands," "He has a nice smile, though."
I told her he was a nice man and I cared a lot for him.

She said if that was how I felt, then go for it.  "But be careful, don't
make him mad." "Redheads have fiery tempers and as big as he is, he could
crush you like a bug."  She was dead serious, but I couldn't help but
laugh.  "Anne, he is a gentle soul, kind, loving, he would never draw back
a hand in anger towards me."  "Is he staying the night?" she asked.  I said
we were probably going to his house, he needs to be home incase his mother
takes a turn for the worse.

After another few minutes, Gordy said he probably should go.  I said hold
on a minute, went to my bedroom to get my backpack.  "I will ride with you,
so I can leave Anne my car to take Mother grocery shopping tomorrow."  "You
know, kiddo, when you go into your sophomore year and can have a car on
campus, I am going to buy a car for you."  She was smiling broadly, came
over, gave me a hug and kiss, then did the same to Gordy.  He was surprised
and blushing.  "Be good to my daddy, Gordy."  Then she went up the stairs
to her room.

David gave me a hug, then shook Gordy's hand.  "See you two tomorrow."
Then he bounded up the stairs.  Next was Mother, hugs and kisses and
surprisingly no raunchy comments.  "Be good to each other, I love you,
both, now go so I can lock up."  We looked at each other, smiled and left.

When we got to Gordy's, I was out of my clothes in a heartbeat.  I wanted a
repeat of what happened earlier, rough, raw, uncontrolled fucking.  We
could make love later, right now I wanted to be fucked.  Gordy was amazed
at how passionate I was and asked why.  I told him I would tell him later,
but right now, "Fuck me, fuck me like there is no tomorrow."


Had a free weekend, worked furiously on this story.  I hope you enjoy and
like the direction it has taken.  I have tons of ideas, but have to sort
through them.  This will be a busy week, so I may not have much time to
write.  As always, I appreciate comments and suggestions.  Smile.

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