Date: Sun, 18 Nov 2007 12:36:11 -0800 (PST)
From: firehose Joe <firehosejoe@yahoo.com>
Subject: To thine own self be true: Chapter 16

"This above all: To thine own self be true, for it must follow as dost the
night the day, that canst not be false to any man." Shakespeare (Hamlet)

Thanks to Bill M and TalonRider for assistance proofing the
story. (Wrestling fans, be patient.)

Please do not distribute to other sites without permission of the
author. Comments can be sent to firehosejoe@yahoo.com

From the previous chapter:

It was mid week when he got a call from Frederick who shared his excitement
at the additional grant money. "You know," he told Alejandro, "I've got my
schedule manageable now. Thanks to not having to worry about transportation
and repairs, I've decided I can keep things as they are and sock the money
away for a new car in the future." Alejandro listened and felt his heart
sink a little.

"You know, Alex, this deal with coming to your place to go for a run at the
end of work is great. It keeps me disciplined. You have time to get in your
workout with Jase and by the time we finish our run, you've gotta sleep
like a baby. Like they say, if it's not broken don't fix it." Frederick
said. "Now I've got to get back to lab. See ya tonight!"

Alejandro sat somewhat stunned. Slowly he realized that what he had needed
from Frederick was exactly what Frederick had given him; resolve to
succeed, a structure within which to balance work and school, and a
workable plan to make sure he took care of himself. He sat smiling. This
was going to work and he didn't need Frederick to lean on for it to
succeed.


Chapter 16

Alejandro decided to have fun at Halloween. Frederick joined the staff for
an afternoon of fun and a pumpkin carving party that yielded 8
pumpkins. Alejandro had done his homework on the staff and had bags of
`treats' for each at the end of the session, the best of which was a card
he'd made from orange construction paper. Through the eyes of each, there
was the green of a hundred dollar bill.

Isabella had made it a holiday for him as a child. This was a time and gift
Alejandro gave himself. Actually, Frederick had unintentionally suggested
it by encouraging Alejandro to mark special memories by doing things that
gave him pleasure and kept memories fresh. The house was lit
brightly. Dressed in a tux and cape he became Count Dracula and handed out
candy to the children who came to Trick or Treat.

It had been a rugged autumn. Salvador came home from the hospital to a room
set up for his care. Still comatose, he needed to have someone around the
clock. A schedule had been arranged for practical nurses with a doctor
visiting once a week. Alejandro visited every night after dinner with news
from work. He told stories, reported on company business, all the kinds of
things he and his dad would have shared at the dining table.

Thanks to Jase and Frederick, Alejandro was in the best physical shape of
his life. The cook had altered menus and begun to fix foods that were
healthier. Running an average of 20 miles a week combined with wrestling
training for 6 hours each week enabled Alejandro to burn off the excess
energy from so much time sitting behind a desk.

The Department Chair had been a great help. With permission and cooperation
from all but two of the professors of his courses, Alejandro was able do to
independent study for his classes. He'd been warned that it would be more
difficult, more thorough and would require more reading than would normally
be mandatory. Further, the tests and exams would be in the form of a
modified defense for an advanced degree program.

He readily agreed. He'd never had patience with people who tried to get by
with the least possible amount of work, or with those who complained about
syllabus requirements. This format fit both his intellect and his bent for
internal discipline.

Running with Frederick was a great time to think and talk through
challenges he faced. Looking back, he had to laugh at the things he let
become barriers. When Jase had visited in very early September to look at a
space for a collegiate wrestling mat, the only place usable was the dining
room. Not one to be deterred easily, Jase left the house to look at the out
buildings.

The garage, which had been a former stable for horses and carriages, had
been renovated to house the automobiles. One slot was empty. Jase paced off
the area and announced all that needed to be done was to add a shed portion
to the end slot and it would be perfect.

Alejandro felt suddenly paralyzed. He had no authority to alter his
grandparent's house or property. Jase gave him no other options other than
the gym at the University. Again it was Frederick who asked the simple
questions and helped him see that he was responsible for all of it
now. Once that decision had been made, Alejandro, Frederick and Jase
eagerly engaged in the design of a wrestling room complete with a large
double shower. An architect who worked with the business assisted in design
and directed the construction.

Mid September, Alejandro and Jase were cooling down and talking. Alejandro
told of his boxing training some years back. Jase expressed interest in
letting Alejandro give him some pointers. By their next session Jase had
found appropriate bags for exercise. Alejandro ordered them and had them
installed.

Alejandro suggested that they find a coach who would work with both of
them. After several calls, a coach was interviewed and selected. Two days a
week, boxing was added to the work out schedule. All this filled
Alejandro's time and mind for the most part. Yet in the quiet of the nights
as he lay alone in bed he sensed he was on a tread mill of sorts or worse
yet, running in circles.

During one of their evening runs, Frederick began a conversation about the
upcoming Thanksgiving vacation. "So, you know you're going to get crazy
just sitting around for the entire time. You gotta make a plan, Dude."

"I'd feel guilty leaving Father. Besides, what if something happened and I
needed to be here?" Alejandro asked.

Frederick was glad they were both running and not sitting looking at each
other. It was easier this way. "What would you be able to do if you were
here? You'd only be a phone call away. Look you've been gone before,
representing the family with foundation work. Look, I'm not pressuring you
to do anything. Just think about it with me."

With finesse and dogged determination, Frederick probed gently at each
objection Alejandro made. Frederick knew the objections were motivated by
loyalty and not a fear of the unknown. The emotional drain on his friend
was being held at bay to a degree; but, Frederick knew that time away,
different activities in a different environment, was crucial to help
Alejandro balance the demands of work, the care of his father, and school.

After sorting out his own thoughts during several minutes of silence, save
for the slap of rubber against pavement, Alejandro asked, "So do you have
an idea in mind?"

Though invisible to Alejandro in the dark, Frederick smiled his crooked
smile. He knew this was to a small degree self-serving but it would benefit
Alejandro in ways he'd never know. "Yeah, I've been thinking. The time
available is only 4 or 5 days depending on what I can work out with my
schedule. A trip to Vail would fit well into the time available. We both
enjoyed learning to ski last winter and we could really get some good time
in.

"If you rented a condo or villa, we'd enjoy the privacy that I think you
need." He paused; pretty sure he knew the answer but asked anyway. "The
last time I had a really good fuck was the last night I spent with
you. Have you been able to really get your nut off with a guy since then?"

Alejandro looked across and was met with the `Frederick smile' as he shook
his head. "With round the clock nursing I'm not even able to jerk off
satisfactorily. I gave up trying to keep the bed from making noise and
moved to the floor like we did in Trier." he said laughing. "Right now I
can't think of anything I'd enjoy more than being somewhere with you where
we wouldn't be interrupted and fucking you till I couldn't stay hard."
Alejandro said with a degree of passion that surprised him.

"My thoughts exactly, Dude. So," he paused, "You want me to tell you what I
think you need?" Hearing no objection, Frederick continued, "You, well we,
need a villa that can accommodate daily cleaning and, if necessary, someone
to provide food preparation and clean up. You need to be able to stay in or
go out at your leisure. You don't need to be limited by dining room hours
or have to fight crowds if you don't choose. Let me see what I can arrange
and I'll get back with you next week. Deal?"

"Yeah, this is sounding better and better the more I think about it. Let me
have my secretary check with the Real Estate Division to see if we have any
properties like that. In the meantime, can you check with the tour company
we used last year to see what they might be able to offer?" Alejandro was
warming to the idea quickly.

"We're gonna make this happen, Dude and it'll be great." Frederick said to
reinforce Alejandro's growing enthusiasm.

To his surprise Alejandro asked, "What about Christmas, Frederick? I gotta
think about that. It will be so much more difficult than the four days at
Thanksgiving."

"One thing at a time, Dude. One thing at a time. I've got your back and
we'll get through that together. Trust me?" Frederick asked.

"You know I do." Alejandro said relief in his voice.

After consultation with the doctors, Alejandro was relieved to hear them
echo Frederick's advice. There was nothing he could do by staying home. The
time away would be good. Seeing the concern in Alejandro's face, the doctor
promised to visit or check in by phone every day he was gone. That helped
Alejandro turn the corner.

By the end of the next week a plan was in place. The Real Estate Division's
collection of resort properties reported that all holdings were in Europe
and the UK. Alejandro turned Frederick loose to find the accommodation he
thought they'd enjoy most.

Frederick, on a mission, became a force to be reckoned with. He detailed
his list of questions. He visited the two best tour companies in the area
and let them know that low price was not his interest. Rather he wanted
them to find the finest accommodations and services available that fit his
requirements. He emphasized that staff should be available and not
disturbed to see one of the guests coming for a cup of coffee in his
shorts.

Alejandro met him for lunch on Friday. A complete package was ready
including every detail imaginable from take off to landing at O'Hare. As
Alejandro scanned through the package of information and pictures, he knew
Frederick had left no question unasked. He doubted they'd fully use any of
the extensive amenities offered but the object was to relax and they'd
certainly be able to do that on this trip.

Alejandro's driver took them to their flight Wednesday morning before
Thanksgiving. They arrived in Vail and were met in the airport lobby by a
driver holding a card `ALGARA'. Luggage was loaded and the limo whisked
them off to their villa on freshly scraped roads that were surrounded by
diamond bright snow covering everything as far as they could see. Frederick
explained that their ski instructor would be available the entire time they
were in Vail. He would meet them at the villa for lunch and then take them
to the lodge to assist in fitting skis and selecting appropriate clothing
and accessories.

On arriving, Frederick was in awe and Alejandro more than suitably
impressed. Their villa was at the end of a road that had been carved out of
the crest of a low mountain. Their view on three sides was clear and
unimpeded. They could see the ski trails snaking down from their living
room floor to ceiling windows. On the opposite side, the bedroom windows
looked out on vast tracts of snow covered evergreens that fell away into
deep valleys.

They were met by a man, Jim, who helped with luggage and explained he would
serve as both cook and houseman. Frederick took the lead and directed that
their luggage be put in the master bedroom. He saw Alejandro's look of
uncertainty. Frederick shook his head once quickly and turned to follow
Jim.

Frederick had determined this would not be a vacation where they'd have to
hide who they were. When Jim looked up, Frederick asked, "Jim, will it
bother you that we are sleeping together while we are here, that we may
come to breakfast in our briefs? If you are not comfortable with the
situation suggest someone who will be." He held Jim's gaze and found he was
holding his breath.

A smile began to play at the corner of Jim's mouth that quickly spread to
his entire face. His eyes twinkled. "Nothing you have described will I find
uncomfortable."  Jim's 6'3 frame appeared well muscled. His broad shoulders
contrasted with his narrow waist. The jeans he wore hugged his body closely
and showed promise with the bulging basket. Clean shaven, he gave little
evidence of facial hair.

Jim explained that on site accommodations were available for live-in
help. "Unless you object, I'll be staying in the servant's suite just off
the kitchen. It allows you complete privacy, yet lets me be on call day and
night. If you prefer I can make other arrangements for sleeping. We'll
simply need to work out a schedule that suits your needs."

"What you've suggested will be perfect. Got to tell you I'm relieved. I
didn't know how this would play and, well, I've said enough for now."
Frederick had lots of questions. This seemed completely natural to
Jim. Frederick was relieved. He imagined others had similar needs.

Deciding to ask, Frederick said "Jim, how often do male couples rent
villas? I mean you're lack of reaction has me both relieved and curious."

"We're trained from the beginning to expect a diverse clientele. If
situations arise with which we're uncomfortable, we work it out with the
head of guest services. The problem there is if we do that too often,
others are assigned to duty at the villas.  I've had one situation that was
untenable, and fortunately guest services agreed. I'm not at liberty to
discuss it but additional staff was assigned so that if necessary we could
corroborate any story. Fortunately, that solved the problem.

"Usually there are at least four guests staying in the villas, two couples
usually. Sometimes there's an extended family group. The place can
comfortably sleep eight. In most of those situations I try to be
`invisible' by anticipating needs and doing advance planning with whomever
is `in charge'.

"Occasionally I'll encounter some flirting from both men and women. I
politely decline any invitations while making sure the person is not
offended. Sometimes it's quite unwelcome and persistent. Those are
difficult situations, but we all get them. Villa staff stories are legend.

"If you're wondering if we were somehow `clued in' we weren't except for
the fact that two men with different last names were the only guests. Since
it wasn't a mixed couple or group it was logical to assign a male.

Alejandro came into the room and Jim met him with a big smile. The room
held a king bed and two comfortably sized dressers with mirrors. The bed
rested against an interior wall allowing the view of the valley to fill the
opposing wall. The open door of the bathroom revealed a floor to ceiling
marble enclosed shower large enough for several adults. Robes hung from
hooks near by and a stack of thick cotton towels indicated no luxury had
been overlooked.

"I hope you gentlemen will be comfortable in here. It has the best view
from the house in my opinion. The elevation is high enough that you are
afforded complete privacy and can leave the curtains open. Now if you will
allow me, I'll unpack for you. There is a tray with refreshments in the
great room. I'll be down momentarily and we can discuss your preferences
for lunch," Jim said as they looked around the room and left.

The guys looked at each other grinning and then at Jim. This was starting
off better than they had expected. Downstairs they found a tray with some
savory crackers, choices of juice and a full open bar with ice at the
ready. Neither was hungry but the orange juice tasted great. "This is fresh
squeezed!" Frederick discovered.

Jim appeared at the landing on the stairs. "You gentlemen find everything
you needed?"

"Yes, this is nice. Flying can become thirsty business. Thanks." Frederick
said. Alejandro noted that he'd naturally taken the lead in all of this. He
could feel his tension melting slowly. It would take a while. In the
meantime he'd follow Frederick's lead, as usual, he thought smiling to
himself.

Jim explained the best way to work with meals. They could select from his
menu suggestions or could work with the chef in the lodge for most anything
they wished. Jim explained he was more than a competent cook but left the
fancy stuff to the guys who were trained. The three of them easily agreed
on a plan for the days there.

"There is a great Thanksgiving dinner at the lodge. The group is usually
lively and gregarious. The food is widely varied representing all the
regions of the country. If you prefer to dine in, I'm prepared for that
too. Just let me know if you have any particular things you'd like to have
included." Jim offered.

Jim continued, "As chief cook, bottle washer, and houseman," he said with a
bit of a teasing smile that immediately put both guys at ease, "I would
like to give you a quick tour of the villa and following, check you out on
the available transportation."

After a quick tour acquainting them with fireplace procedures and supplies,
along with instructions on operating the hot tub, they took a couple of
practice runs on the snow mobiles. Alejandro, Frederick and Jim returned to
the house.

"My notes informed me that you are having a guest for lunch, your ski
instructor. Is that still correct? If so I'll put the finishing touches on
a sandwich buffet for the three of you. Let me tell you what's planned and
if possible I'll accommodate special requests."

Seeing things were prepared, the guys went up to their bathroom to clean up
a bit from the trip. They came down as Jim was welcoming Jules, the ski
instructor for the week. Jim told them everything would be ready in a few
minutes.

Jules' open, friendly and engaging manner put the guys at ease
immediately. As they chatted before and during lunch they told him of their
one day of skiing, both feeling a bit overwhelmed, as they looked at the
trails seen easily from the lunch table. Jules, as if reading their mind,
put them at ease quickly describing the building blocks he would lead them
through.

"From what you told me about last December, I anticipate you will be
comfortable on the slopes within several hours of instruction, if not
sooner." Jules said. Alejandro insisted that Jim join them for lunch. As
they ate, both he and Frederick noticed a familiarity between Jules and Jim
that went beyond being simply fellow employees. The four men finished
lunch. Jules and the guys left for the lodge to get outfitted for their
week on the slopes in the snow.

With his advice they selected what they needed, joking about the bright
colors and the styles available. Jules assured them that they'd be on the
cutting edge of fashion. "You might as well look the part. I'm going to
keep after you like white on snow to make sure you are confident and look
like naturals on the slopes."

As they were fitted with skis, Jules told them that all his time had been
reserved for them. Any time the slopes were open, he would be ready to
instruct and or ski with them. All they needed to do was call and he'd meet
them at the lodge. Or if they preferred, he could meet them at the villa
and transport them, suggesting that it might be easier that way with the
possible congestion that the holiday time promised. Producing their lift
tickets, he clipped them on to their jackets and off they went.

The Bunny Slope was busy with a wide mix of ages with various stages of
skill. Frederick felt a bit foolish but swallowed his pride and
concentrated on the basics of plowing, carving and stopping. Jules pushed
them, working on proper technique in bending their legs and keeping them
parallel, emphasizing the strength needed. He reviewed the importance of
skiing with the whole body and not abusing the ankles, reminding them that
if they forgot, a hospital was nearby.

With some amusement, Alejandro watched Frederick fume with the
treatment. Jules made them practice each discipline to a point of
frustration for both guys. After still another practice run, Jules came up
to them smiling.

"I've been waiting for your impatience to boil over. Don't be put off by
that, please. I begin every lesson the same way when I don't know the skill
level of a student. You improved with each repetition and your lack of
objection to the repetition tells me quite a bit about your personal
discipline and willingness to receive and follow instruction. We're going
to have lots of fun. He took turns looking at each of them. It was more
than looking for agreement but the guys weren't sure what he meant.

They headed for the lift and began learning to ski in earnest on one of the
longer but easier slopes. Jules kept up his instruction for both the entire
way down. By late afternoon, they had progressed to slopes of greater
difficulty. Jules kept encouraging and praising them while demanding
excellence in form throughout.

They each had enjoyed the other's company all afternoon. Jules told of
exploits and disasters while teaching at various resorts. Often the stories
were to illustrate a point but were none the less entertaining. As they
snow plowed to a stop, Jules took off his goggles and grinned.

"You guys are obviously in top physical shape so don't be offended by what
I'm going to say." His eyes twinkled. His pale complexion contrasted with
his crimson cheeks, burned by the cold and wind. "You've used muscles today
in ways you rarely use them. I strongly recommend time in a hot tub
alternating with some stretching. Otherwise, you will be paying dearly
tomorrow."

Both nodded their understanding and headed to their snowmobiles. Jules made
sure their equipment was correctly and securely loaded and waved them off
smiling, promising another great day of skiing tomorrow.

By the time they got back to the villa they were both beginning to feel the
tightening of muscles all along their backs and legs. As they sat on the
bench to remove their boots, Jim came to the door and told them he'd take
care of the equipment and inquired about their day.

Like excited children, they stumbled all over each others' telling of the
events. All three were laughing as they headed toward the fire Jim had
built. They stripped there and sprawled on the sofas relaxing as Jim took
their clothes to dry and clean.

"You need a shower, Dude!" Frederick said laughing. "I can smell you all
the way over here."

"Don't push your luck, Frederick. I've got enough energy left to pin you
down and let you get up close and personal with my pits even if it's yours
you smell. And by the way, you stink. I'm down wind of you and having had
more that a few opportunities to smell your man sweat, I'd know it
anywhere."

They heard Jim laughing in the kitchen. "I'm not eavesdropping gentlemen,
but you two seem to know each other very well and obviously bicker like
brothers from time to time. Am I right?"

"First, Jim. Let's drop the gentlemen thing. If we're gonna lay around here
in our briefs or perhaps less," he smiled in Jim's direction getting a big
grin in return, "find something less formal. I mean `hey guys' will work
fine or just use our first names. By the way don't mess with that mouth
full `Alejandro' just call him Alex like I do."

"I'll give you a mouthful if you keep that up!" Alejandro said to Frederick
getting a laugh from him and Jim.

"Yeah, yeah, promises, promises. You think you've got something I want? Ya
know I've been studying delusional psychosis in class lately. I may want to
use you as a demonstration project." Frederick taunted and laughed.

Alejandro grabbed a pillow and threw it as he launched across the small
space and grabbed Frederick in a head lock. Straddling him, Alejandro
pulled Frederick's head in tight and said "You wanted a whiff big boy? Well
enjoy that and this too." With his knuckles he began to rub Frederick
scalp, giving him a classic noogie.

Alejandro looked across the room into the kitchen and grinned at Jim. "He
was asking for it. You're my witness!" he said as they both laughed as
Frederick yelled to be set free.

Alejandro stopped the scalp torture and eliciting Frederick's promise to
behave, released the head lock.

Frederick looked playfully at Alejandro as he grabbed Alejandro's
prick. "Looks like you've got a buddy who's glad to see me."

Alejandro reached behind and grabbed Frederick's erection. "Yeah, it looks
like the boys are ready to play."

They heard an umphh from Jim in the kitchen. Alejandro hearing the sound
looked at him again. Jim was smiling and said, "It's Ok guys. You can play
all you want."

Alejandro was suddenly aware that they may have been inappropriate. "Jim. I
hope I haven't gone to far here. It's not like we don't know how to
behave. If I owe you an apology, please accept it. Stop that, Frederick!
I'm trying to, well" Alejandro didn't know what to say. Frederick had
continued playing with Alejandro's cock, now fully hard and leaking. How
was he going to get up and move back to his sofa?

Jim quickly responded, "Guys, I'm serious. I'm completely cool with
this. And don't feel self-conscious if you are, um, well I'm guessing
you're both boned up like I am. Just be comfortable. I'll keep a low
profile and not get in the way." Jim said, now fearing he'd gone too far.

From behind the back of the sofa Frederick said, "Jimbo, none of that
now. Get over here." With that Frederick pushed Alejandro off of him and
they both stood up. Their cocks had wet their tented cotton knit
briefs. Jim's eyes were glued to the site of the two muscular men dressed
in Ts and briefs, their cocks on display. Unconsciously he gripped the
front of his pants.

"Get over here, Jim." Frederick smiled his encouragement. "I'm not going to
dance around this issue for the time we're here. Go ahead and look all you
want. Heck I've got a better idea. If you want to level the playing field,
drop your shorts and give us a look at your goods." Frederick said
laughing.

Jim looked mouth slightly agape, first at Frederick who was smiling widely
and then at Alejandro who was also looking quizzically at Frederick. A few
seconds later, Alejandro looked at Jim, shrugged his shoulders, smiled and
said simply, "Can I give you a hand there?"

Jim still blushing just held his hands aside as if to say, help
yourself. Alejandro looked carefully for any sign of discomfort and said,
"You know you don't have to." Jim just smiled and nodded his permission.

Quickly Alejandro unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them off his hips,
leaving the briefs in place. Frederick was watching too, knowing they were
crossing lots of lines that the lodge set for employees. He smiled at Jim,
"Hey Jules made us promise that we'd use the tub so we wouldn't get too
sore. I'm afraid I've got some selective memory loss and need you to show
us again and join us. You Ok with that?" he asked searching Jim's eyes for
an answer.

"Yeah, I'm more than Ok with that. But you both need to know that I've set
myself up for a world of trouble if this gets out." Jim said.

"Hey bud, we don't want to make you uncomfortable. Tell you what, join us
for a soak, I'll tell you a story and you'll better understand our
situation. That ok?" Frederick asked looking both at Alejandro and
Jim. Both nodded slightly. Frederick brightened a bit and said, "Good! Lead
the way then."

They removed the cover and Jim set the timer and temperature
control. Frederick looked up and said to Jim, "Our shorts are already wet,
so what do you think? Do we strip or stay in our shorts?"

With a small sigh, Jim looked up and smiled, "Might as well not do this by
half. Gentlemen drop your drawers!" All three chuckled as they clambered
into the bubbling, warm water.

Alejandro piped up and said, "No rules regarding footsie either. I'm gonna
spread out and enjoy this soak. You don't want me touching you? Then you
move." he said grinning.

Within minutes, Frederick had filled Jim with sketchy details of the past
year. He kept a weather eye on Alejandro to see if he was going too
far. All was well. Soon they were talking easily about Jim's job, the
lodge, how to best enjoy their vacation. They shared bits and pieces of
their lives in Chicago. It was very comfortable.

"Hey! Ya know a beer would sure taste good right now. We got any, Jim."
Frederick asked. Jim suggested they cool off a bit while he went to get
them. He returned with a small iced container with six different
beers. Making their selections, all three sat on the edge of the tub and
relaxed. Frederick and Alejandro were completely comfortable with their
nudity. Jim quickly relaxed and stretched his long legs.

"Nice package ya got there." Frederick said as he grinned at Jim. "You're
more than a handful just like Alex." Jim's flaccid cock was hanging full
from the warmth of the water. Cut, thick, and easily 5" long, it had great
promise.  Frederick, watching Jim, began to pull at his own cock. It
responded quickly. Jim seemed mesmerized. His cock quickly thickened and
began to stretch and rise.

Alejandro watched while playing with his own member. Frederick slipped into
the tub and moved across where Jim was sitting. Jim's eyes widened,
wondering what Frederick intended. Gently Frederick reached out and took
Jim's cock in this hand. Pulling gently on it the muscle filled and began
to throb. Frederick looked up to see if Jim had hesitation. What he saw
made him smile.

Jim's head was lolled back as he gave himself to the pleasure. Frederick
looked toward Alejandro and motioned that he should join them. Frederick
let his mouth engulf Jim's prick enjoying the sweet taste of his precum. He
slipped out of the pool and pushed gently on Jim's shoulders indicating for
him to lie down. Frederick settled between the muscled, thick thighs and
began in earnest to work on Jim's engorged member. Alejandro slid between
Frederick's legs. While slowly jacking himself he sucked Frederick's cock
and balls.

Jim's groaning began softly but increased in intensity as he got closer to
his orgasm. He reached down and grabbed handfuls of Frederick's hair and
pushed him down onto his dick as he growled out his cum. Alejandro
redoubled his effort and in less than a minute Frederick spilled his seed
as Alejandro shot his load across his chest.


After another soak and another beer they all agreed that it was dinner
time. Jim offered to shower later so he could prepare drinks and
appetizers. It was Alejandro who disagreed, "No, it will be more fun if we
all get cleaned up and work together on dinner. We follow directions
well. And, you're going to join us at dinner. No arguments."

As they showered, Jim said, "Understand I'm not complaining here but you
guys are going to ruin me for my next clients. I could tell you some
stories." As they washed each others' backs and bumped against each other
while soaping and rinsing, all three chubbed up. Alejandro found himself
completely relaxed. He grinned at Frederick and said simply, "Thanks. This
is going to be great."

The guys followed Jim's instructions and soon the table was set, candles
lit and all three were enjoying appetizers and a drink prior to dinner. Jim
regaled them stories of people he'd worked for. Before dinner was finished,
they'd enjoyed two bottles of wine and had laughed more than any could
remember in months. Jim insisted on cleaning up and securing the
villa. Alejandro and Frederick both hugged him as they said good night.

As they climbed into bed, Frederick said, "What a great day. I'm whipped
but can't remember having more fun in years."

"I only know one thing that might improve it." Alejandro said as he rolled
atop his friend and began to nibble and bite his chin and lips. Frederick
responded in kind and soon they were tongue wrestling.  Alejandro
alternated tongue fucking Fredericks' mouth with biting and pulling his
lips with his teeth. Their hands roamed aggressively across each others'
bodies pinching, and twisting nipples and roughly grabbing their muscled
arms and backs.

Frederick reached down and grabbed Alejandro's throbbing cock, slick with
precum. Sliding his hand further he hooked Alejandro's balls with two
fingers and pulled them up tight against the shaft. Their bodies
writhed. Their legs twisted and untwisted, the power of their quads
occasionally lifting them off the mattress. Their mouths battled and groans
sounded deep in their chests.

Frederick suddenly spun and sat astride Alejandro. "You've got me so
fucking Hot!" Frederick reached out and caught Alejandro's nips between his
fingers. As his hands grabbed the muscled flesh of Alejandro's pecs,
Frederick pinched the nipples roughly letting them rub between his
knuckles. He watched the expressions change on Alejandro's face. They both
loved the rough element in their shared man sex.

Frederick leaned down, giving their cocks' more friction. Without any let
up on Alejandro's chest Frederick attacked his mouth, biting, tonguing and
licking. Alejandro's chest and hips lifted off the mattress as he thrust
against Frederick. With a growl, he grabbed Frederick's arm and twisted him
to his back. Spitting in his hand he roughly lubed Frederick ass and began
to push against the ring.

Frederick's eyes were bright with desire. They were both gasping, covered
with a sheen of sweat. Both wanted what was coming.

Afterward they lay quietly. Their bodies were entwined. Their chests slick
with cum and sweat. Alejandro said, "You are one hot fuck. Do you know
that?"

They lay entangled for a while longer. "You know what we forgot?" Frederick
said quietly. "We forgot to stretch. Bet we're going to pay dearly for that
tomorrow."



Wrestling alert (LOL) for those who have asked for more erotic grappling
stay tuned for chapter 17


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