Date: Fri, 24 Aug 2012 22:46:20 -0600 From: dnrock@rock.com Subject: Amoral Revised 15 Amoral by: dnrock(dnrock@rock.com) A quick reminder Nifty needs help in the form of financial support. It is easy to do, just click the link on nifty landing page. If you are not some authority approved age or live in some regressive society, maybe it is best to leave. 15: A Winter Respite I thought no more about Key West. Our time at the resort was wonderful. We ice-skated, skied, snowshoed, swam in the pool and just relaxed. It was good to relax again in the company of the Pintal Society members, a place where every member has one. I think it was good for all the boys too. They made new friends and got to socialize in an atmosphere where you did not need to pretend or hold yourself on guard. It was quite funny to listen to other men talking about their boys. The eye candy was outstanding in this place. All of the boys and most of the men were fit and hot. Clothing is optional in the pools and fitness rooms and was mostly left in the lockers. I figure it is mostly Leon’s influence that has shaped Grover. He is strong and fit; plays football and like Andy wrestles and does track. He has put on lots of muscle mass, too. Grover will never be as big as Leon and probably never be large enough to play division one football. If he attends one of the smaller schools or UW campuses, he might make that team. Andy will never be big enough for sports like football or basketball. He likes them but recognizes his limitations. He may develop in some part of track, like the high jump and middle distances. Wrestling is his real love. That and fucking. The stimulation around the place had me horned up, Andy too. We practised the fucking part. He is and always has been a first rate bottom. In the past few years his top skills have become just about as strong. I say this like some kind of expert, and I am where he is concerned. His favorite oral position is side by side sixty-nine. He prefers to fuck me on my face with legs spread wide. His favorite position to be fucked is on his side with me holding his leg high. I would rather have him on his back with his legs draped over my shoulders or being held in my hands forming a wide V. The place was running smoothly and our systems seemed to work well. The staff were highly professional and made solid efforts toward meeting the needs and expectations of the guests. A few rules needed to be enforced. Smoking only in the cigar room or outside. No one under 18 allowed in the bar or smoking room. No illegal substances or gambling. Any card games were strictly for points and bragging rights. Our members seemed to understand the reasons for such strict enforcement. The staff also helped to organize non sports entertainment. One evening they held a "man swap". The man/boy pairs that wished to participate assembled in the Middle Eastern room. This room is open in the center. Around the perimeter are little lounges. I think 20 or so. The decorations have a strong Turkish theme. The men and boys all dress in very skimpy costumes composed of little vests and silk, transparent kilts. The men are given neck chains with a letter embossed on them. Each boy is naked except for a gold chain around his waist also with a letter embossed medallion. The men and boys drift around the room meeting each other. When two boys decide to trade men they exchange their medallions. If no trade is arranged that is okay too. The lights are dimmed after about 20 minutes and the fucking starts. Each station is supplied with lube and condoms. Another variation on this has the boys wearing gold chains with medallions. They each position themselves at a lounge. A duplicate set of medallions is placed in a pot and each man in turn draws and goes to that boy. If a man draws his boy he is permitted to put it back and draw again. Music is played and several of the staff put on a very erotic dance routine, the lights are dimmed and the fucking starts. It is this later version we participated in. Andy was paired with a very good looking fellow in his late 30's. I wound up with a 13 year old with freckles and an ass that just wanted to be fucked. He was not into the kissing or any more sucking then needed. He just wanted me to fuck him, which I did, twice. My temporary prince squatted over my erection and impaled himself with one smooth squat. He was very skilled bouncing on me and accepting my up thrusts to bring a relatively quick ejaculation. He then cleaned me and began sucking and licking me back to erection. I took some of his sweet goodies in my mouth too. For the second round I lay him on his back and lifted his buttocks high with a pillow to support his back and then I fucked him with long slow strokes which he seemed to relish. This one lasted for some time and he ejaculated even before I finished. I licked his come from the smooth white flesh, getting giggles and squirms in response. His package was still developing but was already good sized. Simon and Eric did not do these games but Leon and Grover did. One of the more successful sub enterprises is the clothing shop. They have a very extensive collection of sexy undies, swim suits, jocks, shorts, shirts and winter gear. All models in extra small through XXL. The idea is the man and boy could be dressed exactly the same. This seems quite important to the younger ones but I noticed many of the older boys matching their men in color if not style. They could even fit Leon. They also had a wide selection of toys, probes, rings, vibrators, lube and porn, in a back room. What I noticed was, once a boy set his sights on something his man almost always purchased it. None of this stuff is cheap either, and most is good quality. Many of the men and their boys love to strut around naked or nearly so, exhibiting their buff bodies, Andy and I included. A number of porn studios will be shooting here over the next several months. That is an unexpected source of income. One I had not anticipated. Classes started on January 5. I paid my first visit to the Village President. I wanted to know what he and the trustees expected and when they expected it. My first task was to estimate the impact of the general economy on local tax revenue. The President does not have a council, but he has a board of Trustees, Village Trustees. They number six and now only five. The village only has two departments, Public Works and Clerk/Treasurer. The Clerk/Treasurer is a delightful youngish woman, Marcy Peterson. She pays the bills, keeps the meeting minutes, answers the phone, greets you when you come in and issues licenses and the like. I am sure she will be a delight to work with. My first task is to review the purchasing and business practices of the village and make recommendations to improve them and or lower costs. Public Works looks after the water, waste disposal, other utilities, road maintenance and the like. Our policing is done by the county. Other things like building and other permits and the library, report directly to the Trustees. The Planning Commission and Tree Board also report directly to the Trustees. The Commission has the Village President and one other Trustee as part of its make up. I started to correspond with our Greek travel agent. Mostly by email. I outlined what I wanted him to do with the general travel, to and from. I gave him my Visa number and billing information. He was a bit confused by the Caiman address for the card, given the Wisconsin address for my actual location. This is not a real problem for billing, as that is done over the internet but the tickets would need to be delivered here physically. We would need to travel in Business Class given Leon's size; he has little choice. He told me it would be less expensive for us to travel to New York on our own. I will arrange that. He was able to get us a direct round trip flight New York/Athens. Andy and I had been reading the travel books such as The Lonely Planet -- Greece and all the information we could find on the internet. Leon got a Rick Steves DVD from the library, and that was useful. I got a set of detailed road maps and we planned our route. Greece is not that large a place, slightly smaller than Wisconsin. We four would all need international drivers licenses which was no problem. I showed Leon and Grover our plan and they agreed. We would only have time to see a part of the mainland, Athens and couple of days on Crete. I emailed the suggested itinerary to the agent and he quickly responded with hotel bookings and car rental. Crete presented a minor problem as we could take an overnight ferry from Athens but would need to fly back. He made a couple of suggestions of things for us to see along or just off our path. That only took a few days. If we departed April 8 from New York and returned April 19 the boys would miss some school but not that much. We would need to leave on the 7th and return on the 20th. That would mean we would have 10 days in Greece: Three on Crete, Three in Athens and four traveling to Olympia, Delphi and the like. The northern part and other islands would just have to sit until some future date. I am oh so glad to be out of all commodities. I must admit I am mystified by how low some of these have sunk. Natural gas is now well below anything seen for years as is oil, copper, iron, nickel, potash and a number of others. Even gold is down. School started again and we settled into our normal routine. I unfortunately had little work to do. I just stayed out of the markets altogether. My analysis for the village was quick and I think complete. It did not take long to realize little could be done to improve the situation. They were doing things well enough and any improvements I could suggest would be little more than marginal at best. I will look at tax revenue in light of the economy over the next month or two. On the 15th I got a call from Barney. I was not pleased by what was being said. Product and service demands were dropping off badly in south Florida. His contacts were predicting renewed turf wars. He figured the collateral damage may be quite high. When Eric and Andy came home we had a little talk about the situation. Eric called his mom and talked to her on the phone. He urged her to come home but she just kept saying everything was good and she was doing well. Okay he tried and that's all you can do. Since our stay at the resort I have been just so sex crazy, I can hardly believe it. We have just been fucking up a storm. It seems that every spare moment is spent poking my cock into boy butt. The boys have not complained. Andy just loves it and Eric seems to be enjoying all the added attention too. I think it must have to do with my lack of work. On the 20th, I got a long email from one of our former clients. This was model/porn group. The head of this organization, it turned out was one of the younger men that had visited here and who was also a Pintel member. He wanted me to help reorganize his business. Apparently he and his sister had inherited the entire operation the previous summer. He gave me the name of his company and it's address. They would reserve a large room for us; when we arrive we were to just ask for Felix. I agreed to visit Chicago that next weekend. I know they would like to have Andy as one of their models. I know Andy would like the job too. I was still not convinced this would be a good idea. The name and address were not known to me. I looked up what I could. The address was an exclusive north Michigan Avenue location. That I knew was very exclusive. The name, North Chicago Men's Club was harder. I could find nothing about it except the phone number. We flew into Midway and took a limo. The limo driver knew where it was but nothing else about it, except that it was "a very exclusive place.” The building was multi story and looked like it had been a hotel in the past. Probably in the 20’s or 30's It had underground parking, looked to be 10 or 12 stories and occupied a good half block. I was impressed to say the least. The sign was tasteful and in big letters said, "Members Only.” The door man got our bags and ushered us into a very small lobby. It was something right out of a Damon Runyon novel. There were two overstuffed leather sofas and 4 large leather chairs, several potted plants. There was dark paneling and tasteful cloth wall coverings between the wood panels. The center piece was a large dark oak table with a modern looking computer screen and a sleek telephone console. Behind the desk was a very handsome and fit looking young man, in a very well tailored and expensive suit. “You must be Mattias Maki, my name is Fredric. Felix is expecting you." He stood and shook my hand. He handed me three electronic keys and told the door man room 700. He typed something into the computer as we followed the door man into the elevator. He showed us how to use it. The elevator would take us to any floor but it needed a card key to make it work. He did not have a card but a tasteful bracelet which he waved over a small gray box. I could see on the panel that the place had 2 parking levels, a pool, several gyms, sauna, steam room, meeting rooms, 5 studios, a dining room and coffee shop, snack bar and so on. Floors 11 and 12 were marked private. I took it the offices were on the main floor. Room 700 was some special place. It overlooked Michigan Avenue. This was not a room but a large suite. It had a good sized common area, with a well stocked bar, large screen TV/entertainment center, telephone, wireless and wired computer connections. A huge marble bath with hot tub, showers and so on. Three bedrooms, two good sized and one huge. “Do you sleep together or separately,” the doorman asked? "Together,” Andy and Eric said together. He smiled, in the knowing kind of smile and took our stuff into the large room. On the table were three bracelets with a little note explaining them and an invitation to visit the 12th floor as soon as we refreshed ourselves. The bracelets need to be on your person to make just about anything work or to open just about anything in the place. I asked if there was some kind of dress code. The bellman told me, only in the dining room it was shirt and pants. “The club is not formal except for special events." He showed the boys how to use the TV and go between cable, satellite and private cable and how to find the schedules of each. You need to be wearing the bracelet to get the private cable. I went to tip him but he refused. "No tips allowed, the staff here are all very well paid." The first thing Eric did was get onto the private cable network. I could immediately see why it was private. One could access the cameras in the pool, gyms and so on. Other then that it seemed like every other channel was porn. Some of it was highly illegal porn. Looking at the different sports rooms it quickly became clear that clothing in them was also optional. Most of the boys were naked and a good number of men to. Not in the team sports area but in the gymnastics and martial arts areas. The menus were posted and schedules for things and on these channels as well. We refreshed and went up to meet Felix. I waved my bracelet and pushed 12 up we went. The doors opened into a penthouse to end all penthouses. It was opulent with art and expensive but tasteful furniture. Felix met us, offering refreshments. Andy and I remembered him and it was good to get reacquainted under more friendly terms. He told the boys they should go to the sports rooms and amuse themselves. The bracelets would open their assigned lockers and the staff would provide any equipment needed or towels, etc. After they left he flashed up his TV and computer screen. "As soon as they enter a place the system will alert us and we can look at them. Our security system lets us view the locker rooms,” he said. We talked business for while. He gave me an overview of the club and other activities he had inherited. "My father was the most successful pimp in the city. I think he did drugs too but not since I got into management. The bastard pimped me and my sister from the time we were 11 until we were 18. Then he put us in management. My sister runs three houses and 50 women. Me I run this place and the modeling/porn stuff. I pimp the boys but not like he did. Zara and I changed that when we took over. Her operations are mostly call girl and escorts. High end stuff. My boys work out of here and you can't tell who they are. You know some of them from before but most of the boys are servicing one or two regulars. Look you remember those two." He pointed a man and boy that had spent a week at our place getting to know each other. They were playing racket-ball. "He has a room here. When they finish the sports they will go to it. Sometimes they spend the night sometimes not. The boy is on one of our sports teams." Andy and Eric entered the pool change room; we watched them undress and go for a skinny dip. “It is free swim time so most are nude. The racing team and lessons are with speedos. Very brief ones at that. I like to see the young ones naked," Felix said adjusting his erection. "Having a father as a pimp and a mother as a prostitute, I had no idea that wasn't the norm. I was some pissed at my dad when I figured out he was pimping me and I wasn't getting my share of the reward. Sure I liked the sex. I liked getting it when I was younger and liked giving it when I got older. Hell, that bastard had his hand in my diapers and never took it out. He would play with my penis and my sister's pussy both of us at the same time when we were little. Until I want to school I thought all dads shoved their fingers into boy's asses and girl's pussies.” I was some taken aback by this. I did appreciate his frankness and I could see he was about as amoral as I was. I had done business with him before, so I knew he could be trusted in that aspect. “There's my boy, the blond one," he pointed to a good looking kid of about 12. He was dressed in the tightest little white thong and was in some kind of dance class. “We have about an hour before he comes up. Then my time is for him until the morning. I swore I would not be like my father/pimp. Jason is just too important to me. I would never pimp him. I will fuck him silly no doubt about that. He is my prince, just like Andy is yours. For the others that don't have a full time sponsor, it works like this. If he is selected he is given a room number and the little fob is attached to his bracelet. Then he reports to that room. Everything is arranged in advance. See those numbers on the display. If a boy is on duty and is summoned the number flashes. He goes to the office for his assignment. We have a limo service to take the boys home and pick them up unless the assignment is for the night.” "I was surprised about the no tip rule. Does that apply to the boys?” “Yes and no. If a client wants to gift a boy in money or merchandize he can do it at the office. We put the cash right into his account. Any hard goods are stored in the boy's personal locker. We also make sure every boy sees the doctor once a month and all the clients are tested for std's monthly. Our members and sports teams have access to doctors and physios at our in house clinic. We only keep about 20 rooms and 5 suites for guests and occasional users. All the others are condos. Not all of our members are into boys. My sister runs a girls division. They live on the 11th floor. Some of our condos are owned by women but not that many. Our heterosexual porn and modeling is all run out of other locations. Zara looks after that too. The bisexual films and slide shows are made here. Some of our members are into that of course. Our parents were killed in a car crash last summer. That is when we took over full control and operations. I was blown away by just what the old man had assembled. I will explain all that in the morning. I am sure many of his old methods, shall we say, are those that no real business man would apply. I’m like you in other ways too. I like to train the boys. I don’t do the girls any longer. I send over some of the studs from modeling and acting for that. I guess l like boys better and I got real tired of it when I worked for dad. He had me fucking the under 15 girls to make sure they knew what to do. I learned it from him. The bastard would make Zara and I sleep together with him and our mother when we were younger and right up to about 16, I guess. He would fuck Zara, then me then mom until I got enough between my legs to do it. Then he and I would both fuck Zara and sometimes our mother. You have no idea what eating his come out of my mother's pussy did to me. You don't want to either. I’m just glad one of my long term regular clients, from the get go, about 10, is a good shrink. I don’t think I could have made it otherwise. Zara suffered a lot too and I know she is still in therapy. Anyway he made sure we were so addicted to sex that we would do anything he asked us to. I think we also knew the bastard was not above giving us drugs and using that addiction to control us either. He was not above doing it for others, we could see that. He made sure Zara's and my ass was available to the rich and powerful in the city. You have no idea and I won’t tell you either, but some of the high profiles that made deposits in my ass and her pussy. Zara is still addicted to butt fucking and will sometimes spend a day or two here. My sister is real fucked up, that's for sure. Her biggest turn on is to watch the filming of bi videos where her girls get serviced by three boys at once and then having one of the female actors eat her pussy like I did so often. Me, I mostly stay with the under 18 boys as lovers. I will train the young ones, with the help of our young men. Still use the bastard’s addiction to sex techniques but not the drugs. I want none of that crap any place near me or my operations. Zara and I were real lucky, several of our high profile clients made him institute good business practices and cede everything to us in his will. They made the old man hire good managers and invest his drug profits into this and Zara's operations. From the strictly business model we are doing fine and making lots of money. My biggest concern lay in future planning, improved financial controls and what happens to the condos if anything happens to the owners. The last thing we need is for non-members getting involved. I liked the way you organized the Pintel Society." Just then, his boy Jason stepped off the elevator. We were introduced and I departed. Andy and Eric were still in the training rooms. When I arrived they were learning some basic modeling from one of the older boys we had met before. He is now a modeling and gymnastics instructor. I joined them for a swim and we returned to our room, dressed and headed for a late meal. Andy was very excited, telling me that George, the instructor, wanted him to do a photo section in the morning. I am still not convinced but have come to believe I should not be quite so concerned. I also realize he is not a little boy any more and I must give him the freedom he desires. Eric is another situation. He seems to understand that I can not allow him to do things Simon is opposed to. After we had dinner we browsed the small store. It was stocked with sports gear, undies and personal toiletries. Andy showed us some tapes being shown on the private network. These were boys and young men modeling for the first time. Andy told me this taping was done before a live audience that is separated by large glass panels. He seemed excited to do this, I figured it would probably never be shown outside the club any way. Being a long day for us we snuggled in the huge bed and had the most wonderful fuck with Andy fucking Eric and me fucking Andy all at the same time. I guess all those naked or nearly so boys and young men we were seeing, had our motors all running and running hard.