Date: Mon, 5 Sep 2011 23:18:03 -0400
From: Jay Stick <joystick56@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chapter #12 The Customer/Dexter's Saga

The Customer/ Dexter's Saga

Part 12

By Joystick

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End of Part 11

"I cannot give you that (your Freedom), my love, not because I don't want
to, but rather because I am afraid to do it. I fear you will choose freedom
above me and I will lose you." Yethro moaned and turned over and in a
sleepy voice said "And that I cannot and will not permit..."

Part 12

And so the Judge fell asleep. But, Dexter did not sleep. No, sleep did not
come easily to him.  He tossed and turned thinking about this latest turn
of events in his life. What should I do now? What could I do? Yethro was
not an evil man. He was a normal guy looking to live his life in a rotten
system. A system that he did not invent, and could not bring himself to
change. He was really a nice guy trying to make the best of a bad
system. If things were different, I might even like having him for a
lover. After all, what was so bad about my predicament? I am living the
"Good Life". I have everything I could need or want. All I have to do is
ask the judge for anything and he would get it for me. So I'm a "kept
man". Wasn't this what Sultan had trained me for? Make the best of
it...what else could I do..for now anyway? And so he tossed and turned and
finally fell asleep.

The Judge was the first to awaken in the morning. He got out of bed and was
in the shower when Dexter awoke. Dexter got out of bed and went into the
bathroom to urinate.

Yethro leaned his head out from the shower curtain and asked, "You want to
join me in here?"

"Not now. I'll just wash up and prepare our breakfast. Will eggs be okay?
What's on the schedule for today?"

"I really had no plans for today. Today being our last day here, I was
thinking that I would go into town and start the process of divorce. I also
wanted to find a house for us in town. However, before I do any of that, I
think the two of us should sit down and think about how we are going to
work all of this out. I would like your input on this. This should be a
joint decision. I know that you don't like being a slave, but I think we
can make it as pleasant as possible. One way to do this is that from now on
the both of us will try to discuss things that apply to the both of
us. This is a new concept to me and I will have to get used to it. What do
you think?"

"I like the idea of you wanting to hear what I have to say about this and I
do hope you will try to give it real thought. For what it is worth, here
are my thoughts. Why rush moving into town? I like it up here. Why move
down into town with the whole community knowing our business? And to tell
you the truth I have never been happier than I have been living up here
with you. Up here it feels like we can live our lives without the eyes of
everyone looking at us."

"While what you say is true, you must remember that I am a public servant
and as such, I have to be available to the public. This place is wonderful
for a weekend or vacation, but the townspeople want to have me living among
them, not hiding out in the hills with my lover. As for their eyes being on
us - I'm not afraid of what they will say or do. Once they get to know and
see both of us together they will come to accept it. Besides there is
nothing they can do about it," the judge said smiling as he stepped out of
the shower. "Look, if you are worried about what the people are going to
say or do about my living with you in the open- get over it. In our
community, it is I, and not they who is the law. We should start today! I
have made up my mind and unless you have any real objections, I would like
to get an early start. I want you to move in with me today. For now you
will share my bedroom in my town house. My wife can go home to her father
or I will put her up at a hotel."

"Look you asked for my opinion and I gave it to you. Throwing her out like
that is wrong. I don't care what your laws say. Not only is it wrong, but
also, you are going to create all kinds of problems doing it your way. If
you treat her like that, her family will carry a vendetta and some night
they will seek revenge. I should not have to tell you about blood
feuds. No, that is not a good way to do it! You go into town and do what
you have to do. I want you to be as kind to her and her family as you can
be. I want them to feel that they still have their honor. I will stay up
here until you have finished with your wife. You can have the Police secure
the place, if you are worried that I will try to escape," Dexter said.

"I was not worried about that. All I would ask is that you give me your
word that you will not try anything foolish. Please don't even think of
it. While I can protect you from the cops, by the time I was able to get
you out of their hands...."

"Yes, I know. Mike is still looking for another session with me."

"Not even Mike would enter this compound without my say so," Yethro said
laughing. "He knows I would have his head stuffed and hung over the
fireplace in the living room."

"So then there is no reason for you not to leave me up here while you go
down to town to take care of your personal business. I promise that I will
not try anything foolish as long as the cops stay outside the fence. Now
let me make breakfast for you."

"Dexter, I'll inform the Police that you are not to be bothered or troubled
in any way. And you are to tell me if they bother you and if they do - I
will have lots of heads to adorn my fireplace."

After they ate, the Judge got dressed and prepared to go to town. He called
for his driver and when the car arrived he kissed Dexter and said, "Now you
behave yourself. Go for a boat ride or swim. I'll give you a call later and
let you how it is going. If I'm lucky this will not take too long. I liked
our talking this over. It showed me that by discussing things with you we
could come to intelligent decisions.  When this is finished, you and I are
going to sit down and really discuss about the future."

After he left Dexter thought about his new situation and decided that, for
now, he would try to make the best of the situation, After all, the Judge
was about the best man he had met since he came to this damn town. He
decided to cooperate, at least for now. He took out the small outboard and
drove it around the lake. About an hour later he came back to the dock and
moored the boat. On the way up to the porch he noticed that there was a
motorcycle parked at the gate. Standing by the gate was Mike, the Chief of
Police. The Chief smiled at Dexter and said, "My, how you have climbed up
in this world. Of all the men in this town I just did not think you would
wind up in the Judge's harem. But I should have seen it coming."

Dexter didn't say a word. He stripped his shirt off and just sat down on
one of the deck chairs with his back to the cop and took in the sun. "Don't
you turn your back on me," Mike yelled at him as he placed his fingers
through the chain link and shook the gate. "I ought to knock down this gate
and show you how a real man can fuck you."

"I already know that, or did you think I would forget the night you almost
raped me?" Dexter said as he got out of the chair and came up to the fence
and interlaced his fingers with the cop's fingers.

"If you did that again, the judge would cut off your head first and then
your cock and balls. Or is it the other way around? And that would be a
pity because if I remember right - it was a real nice package." Dexter said
as he squeezed the man's fingers. "And I don't think either of us would not
like to see you loose them. So why don't you just leave me alone and get
out of here before Yethro gets back."

"He won't be back for hours. He told me he would be gone all day and that I
should take care of you. And that's what I intend to do," he said taking
one of Dexter's fingers into his mouth and sucking on it. "Did he leave you
a key to the lock? I would climb over the fence but I know the top is
electrified."

"No, he did not leave me a key and I cannot shut off the power even if I
wanted to do it."

"But do you want to?"

 "No!, but what does it matter what I want?" Dexter shot back. "I'm a slave
and I belong to the Judge now and he isn't going to like my playing with
other men. So you just stay on your side of the fence and I'll stay on
mine. That way the two of us will live long lives." With that said, he
picked up his shirt and went back into the house, made his way to the
kitchen and pulled out a long sharp butcher's knife for protection. After a
while he heard the motorcycle take off. Breathing a sigh of relief he
replaced the knife in the drawer just as the phone began to ring.

"Hello, You have reached the Judge's residence. Who is this?," he asked in
a angry voice.

"Hi Dex, this is your lover calling. I just wanted you to know how things
were going and to find out if you were okay. What's wrong, you sound
angry?"

"And which lover are you," Dexter asked with a hint of relief in his
voice. "I have lost track - can you give me a hint?"

The Judge, laughing, said. "YETHRO you damn fool or have you forgotten me
already?"

"Oh that one! You have been gone for so long that I forgot your voice. So
why would you be calling me now?"

"I just wanted to check on you and see how you are getting on there. Did
something go wrong?"

"I had a visitor!"

"Now who could that be?"

"It was Mike, the cop. He wanted me to unlock the gate so he could check up
on me. I told him I didn't have the key and he went away."

"I told him to look in on you, but not to try to get in. I will have
another talk with him. On that other matter, I talked to my wife and made
her an offer. She said the offer was not good enough and I came back with
another one. I offered her a little more then the first time and told her I
would not bargain with her and that if she takes this offer, I could have
the papers drawn up and I would have the legal document of divorce in her
hand by late today. I told her she had one week to get out of the house as
I was putting it on the market. You were right Dexter, I don't think either
of us would be happy living in that place. It has too many bad memories for
me. We will have to look for another place. We will start a new life
together."

"We will talk about it when you come home. Please come soon. I miss you and
Mike's visit has me on edge."

"I have to take care of a few more details and then I will be home," he
said and hung up the phone. He then called in the court clerk and handed
him Dexter's bill of sale and told him that he would have some divorce
papers for him to serve later. He called the Imam and asked him to come to
his office later.

"I was rather busy this afternoon, Judge. Can this wait until tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid not Excellency. I want to divorce my wife and I am preparing
the paperwork now and I'll need your signature before I hand it to her."

"I'm so sorry to hear that Yethro. Is there anything I can do to maybe stop
this?"

"I'm afraid not. The marriage was never right from the beginning. This has
been brewing for a long time and this morning she and I came to a financal
agreement so there are just the religious declarations that I need you to
witness. I would be most grateful if you can accommodate me. Say in about 2
hours?"

"I will have to cancel an appointment, but for you I will do it."

"Thank you," the judge said. "I will not forget this."

Yethro spent the rest of the time preparing the papers. For the husband,
divorce was not a complicated process in Muslim tradition. All one really
had to do was to say three times in front of witnesses "I divorce you" and
the marriage was over. The wife had nothing to say in the matter. However,
it was better to offer her financial recompense to smooth the transition to
single life. Such women rarely found husbands again and usually wound up
living lonely lives. Coming from a family that was at one time wealthy and
powerful, his wife would fare far better. The money settlement would tend
to cool any bad feelings between the families. Also the fact that Yethro
would not be taking another woman into his bed would tend to prove that
"another woman" was not the reason for the break-up. That he was, instead,
going to be living with a male slave was of no consequence. This was not
only socially acceptable, but considered to be normal. After all, a man of
Yethro's prominence needs a servant to look after him and take care of his
needs.

A while later, after the final paperwork was placed on his desk and he had
gone over it three times to make sure that it was complete and legal, he
put it aside and pushed back his big chair and went to the window to look
out into the street. He spotted the Imam coming out of the Mosque and
heading to his office. Ahhh right on time he thought as he turned back to
his desk and gathered up the papers and went into the outer office to await
the visitor. "You had better get ready. The Imam is on his way. You will
accompany us and present the divorce papers to my wife," Yethro said to his
clerk as he handed him the papers to put into his briefcase.

When The Imam arrived the judge called his home and informed his wife that
he was coming over and she should be prepared for them. Then the three of
them left the courthouse and got into the car and drove to the judge's town
house. When they arrived, the wife's lawyer and her father greeted
them. The father tried to get Yethro to change his mind, but saw at once
that this was not possible. The papers were presented to them and they went
over the settlement. The father and lawyer signed and then Yethro
signed. The Imam and clerk witnessed and Yethro stated three times that he
divorced his wife. It was all over in about ten minutes.

Back in his office, he called Dexter. "It's all over. I'm a free man. I'm
going to have the real estate company look for a small house for us in
town. When he finds something, we will both look at it and see if it fits
our needs and tastes. Until then we will live at the lake, unless you want
to rent an apartment in town."

"No, I think living up here at the lake will be best for now," Dexter
said. "Hurry home. We have a lot to talk about."

"I will. I just wanted you to know that I feel like a new man. I will see
you soon, lover. We are free at last," he shouted as he put down the phone.

Yeah, you're free but I'm not, thought Dexter as he returned the phone to
its cradle. I guess I should start to get supper ready. A half hour later
Dexter had all the makings of a steak dinner ready and was waiting for the
judge to arrive home before setting the meat into the broiler. He then went
into the bedroom and stripped out of his clothes and put on the sleeping
toga that he had brought with him. No sooner had he tied the belt when he
heard the gate open and saw the judge get out of the car and start
unpacking some luggage from the trunk and haul it onto the porch.

"Do you want me to help you unpack all that stuff?" asked the chauffer.

"No, I have not decided where I am going to store all this junk yet."
Yethro laughed. "I may just leave it out here until I find the
space. That's all for now you can go home now and pick me up in the morning
at the usual time."

He opened the door and walked over to greet Dexter. "You know I never
thought about the additional space I would need to move into this place."
He looked at Dexter and then said, "What the hell. We can always worry
about that later."  As he spotted Dexter in the toga, he pulled him close
and kissed him and then pulled back, "My! But you smell good," the judge
said. "Is that dinner I smell?"

"I guess it is. I didn't even put on any aftershave," Dexter laughed as the
judge grabbed him and kissed him again, then lifted him up into his arms
and carried him into the bedroom.

"I hope you have nothing on the fire yet. I wouldn't want anything
burned. But the only thing I want to eat right now, is you," growled the
judge as he tossed the younger guy into his bed and then started to rip off
his own clothes and jump right into bed with Dexter. "Come here my little
delicious meal. I am about to eat you up." And eat him up he did as he
opened the toga and reached for Dexter's cock and swallowed it in one gulp
and started sucking.

Dexter lay on the bed withering and moaning as the judge sucked and
sucked. "Yethro.... I'm going to...come if you keep this up! I can't hold
off much longer.."

Releasing the cock for a second, "Get used to it babe. I want your juice. I
have been thinking about it all day and now I'm going to milk you dry." And
milk he did. Over and over he ran his lips tight against the shaft from the
bottom to the top. Sucking like a calf at his mother's teat. Sucking so
hard that Dexter thought the judge would pull his balls inside out. At
first he thought the bed shook and quaked from the up and down movements of
the judge's head. Then he felt that the cabin was rocking. His balls became
aflame, his cock twitching and then his brain exploding in a mass of
colors, bright reds, flaming yellows, oranges, brilliant purples, whites,
greens, and lavender streamers, all blended together, twisted and turned,
rose and dropped. Never had the male prostitute cum like that. Finally he
just passed out and lay there with his eyes open but trying to block out
the fireworks and unable to speak.

"Hello, hello there! Dexter are you all right?" he heard Yethro screaming
as he lovingly slapped his face. "Did I hurt you, are you okay?"

"Yes, I think so. I never .... I never had a reaction like that. Not even
Sultan could suck like that."

"Well I did have a good teacher, lover!" Yethro smiled as he kissed
Dexter's face and lips. "I have been waiting all day to do that and now I
have you to thank for making this the best day of my life. Now let's have
supper and then we can talk over the future."

To be continued...