Date: Tue, 26 Mar 2002 23:33:36 -0500
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: An Orphan - Chapter #12

AN ORPHAN
By
Lee Mariner

March 2002

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Chapter #12

Cody and Adam checked around to be sure everything was
locked up while Clyde and Stewart walked to the
Explorer. The weather was beautiful so the drive
should be comfortable without the need for the a/c.
They both were feeling good about meeting up with Cody
and now Adam. At first they had thought that maybe
Cody was a hustler but it seemed they had the wrong
impression and he was a young student entrepreneur
trying to make his way through college. He and Adam
being gay was a plus and made things a lot easier for
Adam and Stewart.

"Clyde, did you notice where your uncle's ranch was
located when you were going through the papers that
Robert and Dad gave you? All I know is that it's in
Nebraska."

"Yeah Stu. It's around some town called West Point but
I have no idea where that is. We should have gotten
some maps so we would know more about this state. I
guess Cody knows, sure hope so. Did you happen to
notice how much Cody and Adam look alike? They could
almost be brothers but Adam looks a little bigger. We
both thought Cody was something but Adam is a
knockout."

"Yeah, nothing like them back in Baltimore. Maybe it
is he way they feed them out here?"

"Oh lord Stu. What do you think they eat here or do I
need to ask that question?"

Adam and Cody noticed Clyde and Stewart talking as
they walked towards them. "That Clyde is a real hunk
Cody, think they will go out with us later?"

"I don't see why not. We mentioned it so maybe they
will. I hope they do, we don't have any friends
outside of school to speak of and it gets to be a drag
hanging out at the Panic just so we can relax once in
awhile without worrying about some queen blabbing it
around the campus that we are queer. You can see Clyde
is a real hunk but Stewart is no slouch. I bet they
both work out?"

"What kind of workout you got in mind Cody, weights?"

"Hey, lets see where things go okay?"

They jumped in the Explorer, Cody driving with Stewart
up front, Clyde and Adam in the back.

"Man, this beats that flivver we drive. What's the
rental on this Stu?"

"I don't know. What is it Clyde?"

"Check the agreement in the glove box Stu, I don't
know, it's not that important."

"Ahhhhhhhh the power of having money Clyde. Cody and I
watch the pennies. Struggling students can't be that
frivolous."

"I didn't mean it that way Adam. The travel agency set
it up and I didn't think to ask. Guess I should have
though. Ever since Stu and I met it's almost like we
have been on a merry-go=round and money has been the
centerpiece of everything. It probably will be until
all this is settled. What Cody told us this morning
doesn't help but I appreciate him telling us about
it."

"Hey Cody." Adam says. "You gonna use the interstate
or stick to the state highways? Remember there aren't
any restaurants on them if you are and I'm starved."

"I thought I'd run out 10th St. and catch I-80. There
is a nice restaurant on US-77 we can stop at. We ate
there when we drove to West Point the last time,
remember?"

"Oh yeah, its got a real fancy name - - US77 Diner.
You guys will like it Clyde, good food and there was a
hunky waiter name of... "

"Gerry."

"Trust Cody to remember. Yeah Gerry, he was good and
very friendly."

"Lots of waiters are Adam. I seem to remember one we
met earlier. Devon wasn't it Cody?"

"I guess I should have told you and Stu Clyde. No real
need for the cloak and dagger stuff but I didn't want
Enrique walking in on us. He can be pretty evil from
what I've heard. Devon is in school, freshman year. He
is a nice guy but has a hard time with Enrique always
pushing him for sex. Devon gave in once out of fear
for his job and now Enrique keeps after him."

"That's a hell of a way to keep your job." Stu says.

"A working student gay or straight have to do some
pretty rough things when they need the money.
Scholarships don't pay for everything. Adam and I both
work but not that way."

Clyde looked at Adam their eyes locking. "What kind of
work do you do Adam?"

"Physical Fitness trainer in a local health club. Cody
is the real hustler in the family. Ooops that didn't
come out right did it?"

"Your damn right it didn't. I may hustle a few bucks
Adam but I don't sell this body for anything, money
that is."

"Sorry lover, I didn't mean it that way. Let's not
argue now, we just met Clyde and Stu give them time to
know us first."

Clyde looked at Stu and then Cody. You could see Cody
was a little miffed but a faint smile was on his face.

Clyde changed the subject asking Cody, "how far is
this West Point?"

"What do you think Adam? I guess it's about 60 or 70
miles. It didn't seem to take very long when we were
here before."

"That's about right Clyde. You and Stu will be
surprised when you see it, almost like a Playboy
spread. I can't remember the guy that is running it."

"Me neither but I remember he looked like that guy
Frank Sepe, the one that does porn. I think he lives
back your way in New Jersey."

"That Cody is more then they want to know don't you
think? Cody has a photographic memory when it comes to
some types of men. We all like looking and wishing but
he details everyone." Adam says with a grin.

"You don't do bad yourself but I need to get something
off my chest. I wasn't very honest with you and Stu
this morning Clyde. All that stuff about an apartment
and Bowflex machines and trying too act like a dime
store detective. Adam knew I was going to meet you
guys but we both thought it a little better if I
didn't lay all of the cards on the table until we knew
you a little better. I think Stu saw right through me
though didn't you?"

"All of the investigation work I did for my dad's law
firm helped there Cody. I was enjoying it myself. I
was pretty sure you were fishing from the things you
were saying. That friendship ring your wearing on your
left hand told a lot about you being gay."

"Damn Stu, I didn't even think about that. You are
good."

"Yeah, he is pretty good." Clyde injects grinning.

The turn off onto 77 slipped up on them during all of
the conversation and they almost missed it except Stu
brought it to Cody's attention.

The US77 Diner was one of the new styles that were
becoming popular again. Mirrored stainless steel with
large windows sitting on landscaped piece of property
like the ones back in the 40's and 50's. The parking
lot was not that full when they parked.

The took a booth that 6 people could have sat in with
room left over and a young nice looking waiter walked
up as they were sitting down.

"Well, well, the Golden Boys again. How have you guys
been doing? You haven't been here in over a couple of
months."

"We don't get up this way very often Gerry, how you
been? Meet two friends of ours, Clyde and Stewart.
They are in town from Baltimore for a few days."

"Hi, nice meeting you. In from Baltimore, is the
Station still in business? Haven't been there since I
was in the Navy."

"Still in business Gerry, Clyde and I were they just a
few days ago. Hasn't changed all that much."

"Had a lot of fun there. What can I get you guys? The
special is meatloaf, mashed potato's and green beans."

Clyde and Stewart opted for chicken salad sandwich's
and iced tea. Cody ordered a tuna fish sandwich with
iced tea but Adam ordered the special.

"Damn Adam, it'll take you a month to work that off.
You know what mashed potato's do to you."

"Yeah, yeah but I told you I was starved. That toast
stuff you fixed this morning wouldn't feed a bird."

"I thought you had eaten before you met with us Cody?
You could have had breakfast." Stu said looking at
Clyde.

"Part of the act Stu, I'm sorry and my gut was
grumbling while you and Clyde ate. I love the
Rustler's breakfast."

"And you talk about me working something off. I'm
surprised you passed up the sausage, not like you at
all."

Clyde and Stewart couldn't help but notice the little
innuendos that spiced Adam and Cody's comments between
them.

"Tell me something." Clyde says. "Have you noticed the
terrain as we have been driving? I don't really know
what a ranch is supposed to look like but we seem to
be driving through farmland. I've seen lots of houses
and fields of corn and soybeans. No cattle except for
a cow or two with some horses."

"I've heard you say ranch before Clyde." Cody says.
"There are only farms in the eastern part of the
state. If you're looking for a ranch it is out in the
northwestern central part of the state. That's where
Adam and I come from, our home is Alliance and out
there you can go for miles before you see anyone."

Gerry and another waiter brought their food as they
were talking. Gerry refilled their iced tea for them
and laid the check on the table, Clyde picked it up
but Adam protested. "Let us get that Adam, you fed
Cody this morning."

"You call some fruit with a bagel being fed? We'll get
this, you can get it some other time."

"Who eats fruit and bagels? That's for bodybuilders."
Gerry said overhearing Clyde as he returned for dirty
dishes.

"Well Gerry." Stu says observing his build. "Looks to
me like you eat lots of fruit and bagels then."

"Fruits I eat Stu but bagels are used by some people
for other things."

"That leaves bagels out of your diet Clyde unless they
bake king sized ones." Stu says grinning.

The banter is congenial but no one misses the
reference to bagels as it applied to Clyde. Cody and
Adam look at each other with raised eyebrows.

"Gerry, how much further is West Point from here?"

"Oh let's see Cody. Maybe it's another 35 miles or so,
less then an hour away. Wait a minute, I'll be right
back, gotta check out my shift is ending."

While Gerry was gone, they finished up their meals.
Clyde lifted his hand and a dreary tired looking girl
cleared the table leaving their drinks.

"Could you bring me a glass of water miss?" Stu asks.
Getting no answer as she walks away.

Gerry returned with a glass of water, "Elaine said
someone wanted water."

"I did. She isn't very friendly is she?"

"The way they work her ass Stu, I'm surprised she
stays here. She has a bastard daughter and I don't
think she has much choice. Elaine lives in a small
town called Octavia and drives over here for work.
Bunch of Presbyterians live there and they don't like
girls who get pregnant without husbands."

"That's pretty tough on her isn't it?"

"Yeah, it sure is. You asked about West Point. Are you
heading for the place off of 32?"

"What place would that be Gerry?" Stu asks as the
others listen waiting for Gerry's answer.

"The curse of making an assumption. Kick my ass if I'm
wrong but I get the feeling you are all family,
right?"

Cody, Clyde and Adam lean back letting Stu do the
talking. It was obvious that Gerry was just a little
uncomfortable as he looked at them. Adam leans over
and whispers in Clyde's ear, "he is pretty good at
pinning someone down isn't he?"  Clyde just smiles at
Adam. He can see Stewart thinking like he does before
answering.

"We aren't related if that's what you mean. Why don't
you sit down if you're off duty Gerry? Slide over a
little Cody."

Cody slid closer to Stewart and he couldn't help but
feel the muscles in his thigh and calves as they
touched and he glanced at him when he didn't move his
leg. Gerry sat next to him one cheek on and one cheek
off even though he could have set closer.

"Let me see if I can get my ass off the hook fellas. I
waited on Cody and Adam a couple of months back and
heard them talking about "the farm" and up that way
there is only one place called "the farm". It looks
like the Tara plantation from Gone With the Wind and
has some of the best looking hunks living there and
they aren't hired hands in the general sense of the
word. I heard you mention something about a ranch and
then something about farms in this part of the state.
When you asked how far it was to West Point, I sort of
put two and two together and looking at you guys, you
would fit right in on "the farm". All gay guys live
there. The old man that owned it died about 6 months
or so ago and the last I heard they are all wondering
who is going to take it over."

"You're off the hook Gerry, we are family as you say.
Clyde and I are together and so are Adam and Cody."

"I kinda had them figured to be a couple but I wasn't
sure about you and Clyde. Whew, you had me worried
there. I thought I had put my foot in it big time."

Adam leaned over and quietly said, "the definition of
assume is ass you not me Gerry when you make an
assumption with no evidence. I learned that early."

"I should have remembered it Adam from being in the
Navy. I just got out 7 months ago and heard it often
enough. An old Navy Chief threw an eraser at me when I
used the word answering a question he asked me."

"You're right Gerry, we are going up and check the
place out." Clyde says. "Stu shouldn't have kept you
hanging like he did. That's the lawyer in him coming
out. What can you tell us about it?"

"Yeah Gerry, Clyde is the ..." Adam kicked him under
the table before he said "new owner but Gerry ignored
it at first.

"Clyde is the what Cody?"

"I was going to say he is the one that wanted to check
it out, that's why we are going there."

"Yeah Gerry. I heard about it once when I lived here
before I left."

"You lived here in Nebraska Clyde? Where?"

"In a little town called Ceresco. My dad was a dirt
farmer but that was not for me so I went east."

"Lots of us did and some of us are back. I've been at
the farm a couple of times. It is a beautiful place
and run by some guy name of Kyle Marx. What I said
about young studs is true and they don't work on the
place. The only name it has around these parts is
either "the farm or the place." I always heard that
the old guy that owned it was gay but he didn't do
anything with the guys. He was supposed to have one
bedroom that was all set up so he could watch from
behind a one-way mirror. No one ever saw him but I was
told that the guys he selected were paid $500 each and
supposedly did not get involved with anyone else. This
Kyle fellow would take pictures of anyone that was
chosen too be there so he could pick the ones he
wanted to watch. Kind of kinky if you ask me."

"Did you ever see that special bedroom Gerry?" Clyde
asked.

Blushing a little and looking at them, Gerry answers
softly "twice. Not my thing but what the hell the
money was good and it's not like I was selling it. It
was a bit uncomfortable thinking someone was watching
you but then it got kind of exciting and you forgot
abut it. When I learned that videos were made, that
ended it for me. Who knows where those pictures are
sent."

"Damn fellas, that would kill it for me too. I'm damn
glad Adam and I didn't accept the offer. We met some
guy at the Panic in Lincoln and he invited us there.
Were you invited Gerry?"

"That's the only way you get in there and then only
after they check you out. Marx was in here once and
asked me if I'd like to make some easy money. I always
wondered how he knew I was gay and found out he had
asked questions about me and got my name from a guy I
had been in bed with once. Marx and some guy in
Lincoln name of Dickson are supposed to be partners
from what I've heard. No one sees him or the old man
except Kyle."

At the mention of the name Dickson, Clyde and Stewart
look at each other as Stewart asked Gerry, "What does
Kyle look like?"

All four men leaned forward as Gerry continued and
answered Stewart thankful that their booth was in the
back of the diner.

"Kyle is one of the best looking men I have ever seen.
He is about 6'6" and built like a football fullback.
His hair is more platinum then blond like Adam and
Cody. He looks like one of those Viking's you see in
some of the movies with eyes that cut right through
you almost like he is reading your mind. I've never
seen such cold blue eyes in anyone. It's said he has
something going on with a Mexican down outside of
Lincoln but no one knows that for sure."

"If I am not wrong Gerry, what you are saying is this
place is a high priced male whorehouse." Stewart asks.

"Guess you could say that. When I was there you could
see that not all of the guys were from around here and
if the old man is as old as he was said to be it was
for sure he couldn't watch all of them. There used to
be small planes flying in and out of the place."

"Small airplanes?"

"Yeah, the place has its own airstrip and hanger. You
can see it off in the distance during the day if
you're outside. It's supposed to be for crop dusting
but who ever heard of a Learjet dusting crops?"

"Hey, look at the time." Stewart says looking at his
watch. "If we are going to get back to Lincoln before
dark and see this place, we better get going."

"You can't miss it Stu. Just follow 275 after you get
on it and when you get in West Point turn left on
Grove St. It changes into 32 and then its about 6
miles on your left. The first white fence you see will
have a sign saying "SH Properties -- Private" follow
the fence for about half a mile and you will see the
gates and the drive. The house sits back maybe another
quarter mile or so. Nothing out that way looks like
it. I would like to go with you but I need to get on
home. Are you going to be up this way again anytime
soon?"

"Probably sooner then you think Gerry. How can we get
in touch with you?" Clyde asks.

As they are sliding out of the booth Gerry writes down
his name and number, Gerry Manning, 555-2232. Wahoo.

Back in the Explorer Cody tools the vehicle around the
interchange that leads them up on 275 but no one is
saying anything. After about a mile there is a sign
that indicates that West Point is only 32 miles away.

Clyde and Stewart were looking at each other when Adam
said "Clyde, didn't your uncle leave you his estate?
That would mean you own this place or whatever it's
called."

As Clyde started to speak he feels Stewarts hand on
his knee and looked at him. "Go ahead Stu, you tell
him."

"Adam, you and Cody have to promise us that what I am
going to tell you goes no further. Cody knows only a
little but not everything. Can you make that promise?"

For a moment, Adam looks in the rearview mirror into
Cody's eyes before saying, "You and Clyde can count on
us Stewart. Nothing you say will be repeated unless
required by law. We won't tell anybody anything but we
won't lie. We both know who Dickson is and I'm pretty
sure we know who the Mexican fellow is but we will
leave it at that. I've been listening while you asked
questions of Gerry and I saw how the both of you
stiffened when Dickson's name was mentioned. I don't
know where he fits but he is a lawyer in Lincoln and
pretty thick with someone we know. If you want to tell
us great but only if you want to. I'm not a lawyer but
I have a hunch you and Clyde aren't out here on a joy
trip."

"You may not be a lawyer Adam but you made that
response in the most generic legal terms I have heard
outside of Dad and Robert's office. Okay then, that
said here is how it is. You are right; Clyde will be
the owner of this place we are heading for and at the
same time a hell of a lot more. My dad's firm was
retained by Dickson to do a background investigation
of Clyde. We, me mainly, checked him from the day he
was born back to his ancestors in the British Isles.
Under the terms of his uncles will, his estate has
been left to his last direct male descendent and Clyde
is that descendent. Clyde's father was the brother of
Sam Hampton and Mr. Hampton had no children. I guess
we know why now but our investigation did not show
that he might be gay. We weren't investigating him but
Clyde. Do you have any idea how big this farm or place
is?"

"I'm not sure but its probably somewhere in the 500 or
600 acre range. Most of the farms here are that size,
only a couple or so are larger but they don't call
them ranches." Cody offered glancing at Adam and
Clyde.

"Mr. Hampton is supposed to own a ranch of 15,000
acres according to what we were told by Dickson and
listed in the audit of Mr. Hamptons assets. I didn't
go over all of the papers in the portfolio that dad
gave Clyde but you can bet Robert will after we talk
with him tomorrow."

Adam lets out a low long whistle, "15,000 acres, you
got to be shitting us. Even around Alliance there
aren't that many of that size. It's all sandy with
scrub mostly. That's why they talk about the sand
hills of Nebraska. The soil won't support farming but
it does have lots of grass for cattle. They are moved
around a lot so the grass can recover after they have
grazed on it some. I guess that could be the reason
for it being so sandy, the old timers just let their
stock graze and there was nothing left."

"It looks like we need to do a more thorough
investigation at this end Clyde, what do you think?
You're the one that stands to lose a hell of a lot
maybe. We won't know until we do check out what is
being said. If Dickson is embezzling from the estate
and I'm not saying he is, we need a more in depth
confidential check outside of Dickson's office."

"Let's talk with Robert tomorrow Stu and see what he
say's about it. Speaking about Robert, we need to get
him a room at the Branston. I don't want him staying
somewhere else but do you think we can get a room
without this Enrique fellow finding out about it and
maybe telling Dickson he is here?"

"Excuse me guys, what about our place?" Adam says.

"Jeez Adam, sorry. We didn't mean to ignore you and
Cody but so much has happened in such a short time. Do
you think my brother could stay with you guys?
Sometimes he can be a bit of a stuffed shirt but he is
a pretty good guy."

"No reason why he can't stay with us is there Cody?
Then you can talk without worrying about anyone
knowing he is here until you want them too."

"Okay with me Adam, we only need one bedroom."

"Oh trust you to talk about bedrooms. He's like that,
you just have to get used to him. I'm still not after
three years with him."

"You know, this is really pretty country. Uncle Sam
knew what he was doing when he bought around here lots
of cottonwood trees. You like it Stu, I do?"

While the others had been talking, Cody had turned
left on Grove St. like Gerry had said and saw the
signs for Rt. 32 and in the distance the white fence
on the left.

"Hey men, we are getting pretty close to the farm,
there's the fence. Do you want to stop Clyde?"

"I don't think we should Clyde." Stewart cautions. "If
this Marx guy is in with Dickson it may not be a good
idea to let him know you are here."

"Just drive by slow Cody and then we can turn around
up the road a way and come back."

"Check Stu. Looks like we are still playing Cloak and
Daggers like I was trying to do."

>From what they could see the farm was everything Gerry
had said. The lawns were emerald green and you could
see the in-ground sprinklers watering in symmetric
patterns. Large cottonwood trees surrounded the large
central building, Tara duplicated and Scarlet would
have been envious. Tall columns supported the overhang
and a huge outdoor chandelier hung down from the
portico. Huge wooden double doors flanked by glass
windows were in the center and another full width
transom was over the doors. There were two identical
wings on either side with full floor to ceiling
windows. The home was painted a light cream color with
Williamsburg blue shutters. What looked like a barn
sat maybe a 100' from the main house? It was identical
in architecture to the house. They counted 6 small
cottages behind the house and they were almost
duplicates except they lacked the tall columns.

The drive circled behind the house and the grounds
were immaculate. Off in the distance down below a rise
in the terrain you could see the roof of another
building but that was all. There were some people
mingling in front of what was the barn but at the
distance they were not distinguishable except other
then they were men but they weren't looking their way
as they passed.

"Damn Clyde, we should have brought a pair of
binoculars with us. Have you ever seen such a place?"

"A camera wouldn't have hurt especially one with a
telephoto lens." Adam said.

Clyde said just a little sternly, "Turn around Cody,
let's get back to Lincoln."

Stewart heard the tone in Clyde's voice and turned
looking at him, "Something wrong?"

"I just remembered when I had seen that place before.
I was a little boy and came up here with my dad. I'm
not sure but I think it was about money. Dad didn't
have any to speak of, never did. When I was there it
didn't look like it does now. Uncle Sam didn't keep it
like that. It must cost a fortune keeping it looking
like that. I remember some man patting me on the
cheeks and I didn't like him. Boy has that been a long
time ago, I was probably 8 or 9 then."

"Just think Clyde, you probably own it now. That would
be great."

"There will be some changes if I do Adam."

You could see the set of Clyde's jaw. Stewart had seen
that look before and he knew he had set his mind to
something but he would tell him when he wanted to.
There was no need asking right then.

Stewart reached back and squeezed Clyde's arm, "You do
own it hon." He said softly looking into his eyes
seeing the depths of his emotions.

Adam sat beside Clyde watching them thinking "wow, you
can feel whatever there is between them" and he
glanced at Cody seeing him watching in the mirror.

The trip back to Lincoln did not seem to take as long
as the drive up and before long they were pulling up
behind Cody's car. They hadn't talked about much other
then Cody and Adam going to college and how they had
met in Alliance when Adam transferred into Alliance
High School. Cody told about how the first time he saw
Adam he got a hard-on and knew he wanted him. Adam
said the same thing except he was wearing a jock strap
and it hurt like hell when he was thinking what he
wanted to do with Cody. They both laughed admitting
they had been doing it ever since. Clyde and Stewart
liked both of them right off.

Getting out of the Explorer Adam looked at his watch
saying, "its only 4o'clock. If you want to go with us
to the Panic tonight we can pick you up about 10 if
that's okay."

"Fine Adam, I think we both need a little relaxation.
See you then and we can use the Explorer. Might be a
little tight with the four of us in your Honda."
Stewart says.

Stewart pulls away from the curb seeing Adam and Cody
standing watching them leave. Clyde waves out of his
window and they both wave back.

* * * * * *



Watching them leave Adam puts his arm around Cody's
broad shoulders. "You like them Cody." He says as they
wave.

"They seem like a couple of really nice guys and I saw
you checking Clyde out and that bulge in his crotch,
he must be really hung. Are you thinking what I know
you are?"

"Probably not much more then you sugar and don't talk
too me about Clyde. You were doing a pretty good job
of checking Stewart out and you probably know what I'm
thinking, the same thing you are."

"I told you about him yesterday. I clicked with him at
the airport parking lot. They both have great bodies,
you can see that. Stewart has a pretty nice bulge
himself and they both are damned good looking."

Adam unlocked the door and when he closed it he turned
and Cody melted into his arms his lips pressing on
his. The passion electrified both of them as they
pressed hard cocks against each other.

Breaking the kiss, Cody leaned back in Adam's arms
seeing the passion and lust in his eyes.

"Is that for me or Clyde? Do you want to give me some
now and safe some for him later if he agrees?"

"It's always for you and you know it. As far as Clyde
goes that is only if we agree, remember our agreement.
We both agree on anything outside and then only if we
both are involved. No sneaking or going off alone with
someone. What about you and Stewart?"

"Right now, all I want is you. Clyde and Stewart later
if they agree. Take me too the bedroom lover, I need
you now after watching them all afternoon. I want that
hard cock of yours in my ass Adam. Deep and filling
like no one else does it."

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"I'm glad you remember where you're going Stu, I'm
lost. Well what did you think of Adam and Cody?"

"Getting around Clyde is easy once you see that most
of the main streets run North/South and East/West and
you watch out for landmarks like this Burger King
where we turn right and that takes us almost in the
parking log of the hotel. I like Cody and Adam, they
seem like pretty cool guys. Adam seems to be the one
that is steady and observant while Cody is the spark
plug. He would make a good attorney with all of his
energy."

"I got the same impression as you. It's amazing how
much they look alike though. Adam is just a little
larger then Cody but you can see they really work out
to keep their bodies in shape. I like men that take
care of themselves and we need to get into a gym
pretty soon. How about we use the gym at the hotel or
maybe we could get Adam to set us up a session where
he works. He said he was a Physical Fitness Instructor
didn't he?"

"I guess we could Clyde, whatever you want." Stewart
said as he pulled under the hotel portico.

The hotel-parking valet saw the Explorer coming up the
drive and ran to the side where the driver would exit
and he could see it was the younger guy driving. When
the vehicle came to a stop he opened the door.

"Good evening Mr. Ricksford. Mr. Martineze told me to
keep an eye out for you and asks that you see him
before you go up to your suite."

"How long ago what that Nicky?"

"He came out about 2 hrs ago. I was afraid my shift
would end before you came back and I'd miss you. I
think he is still inside but he usually leaves about
4:30 and it's almost 5 now."

"Thanks Nicky." Stewart says handing him $5. "Park it
so it isn't blocked in will you, we may go out later.
Wait a minute Nicky, don't you get off at 5?"

"Yes sir but I'll see that it is parked okay."

"Do me a favor if you will. When you get off could you
take it down to the Sunoco station at the end of the
block and fill it up? Take this and keep the change. I
sure appreciate it."

"Mr. Ricksford, that's $50 and it won't take all of
that. I can't do that."

"Take it Nicky, see you tomorrow if you're on?"

Adam stood at the doorway into the hotel watching as
Stewart talked with the kid. He was maybe 16 or 17,
clean looking and well mannered. He sort of reminded
him of when he was that age and just learning he liked
men and not girls. He watched him move the Explorer
over into a reserved spot on the front and trot around
the building.

'What's he doing that for Stu?"

"I asked him if he would take it and gas it up for us.
I think he is clocking out and then he can do it.
Martineze wants us to stop by before we go up."

"I heard him but didn't you give that kid a $50 just
now?"

"I did and told him he could keep the change if it
didn't take it all Clyde."

"Damn that is generous just for filling a gas tank.
How you going to know if he does fill it Stu?"

"Clyde, think for a minute. The gauge will tell us if
he cheats which I doubt he will do since he works
here. The change means nothing and I can remember when
I would have liked someone's help a few times when I
was growing up, can't you? I bet he doesn't make that
much in a week."

"Don't get mad at me. I thought maybe you were doing
it because he is cute."

"He is cute but the only one I'm thinking about right
now is cuter. Are we going up or stand down here
jabbering about nothing."

"Up but what about Martineze?"

Just a little exasperated Stu starts walking inside,
"I'm not in the least worried about him, are you?"

"No not really, wait up."

Both of them walk quickly to the elevator and as the
doors close Clyde pulls Stewart to him. "Did I tell
you today how much I love you?"

"Not in so many words but I can tell."

The elevator stops as they are kissing deeply
passionately, the doors opening.

"Whoa there, I'm sorry."

Turning quickly, they stop. Devon is standing in the
hallway with a serving cart grinning from ear to ear.
Clyde and Stewart stand there looking at him.

"Punch 5 after you get off and it will stop on the way
back down if the cables don't melt. I'm glad I'll be
off duty when the fire department gets here."

Holding the door open button Clyde looks at Devon,
Stewart still pressed against him. "Fire department?
What are you talking about Devon?"

"Well Mr. Hampton, from where I'm standing it looks
pretty hot in there and I can only imagine what it
might be later."

"Try it sometime Devon." Stewart says grinning just as
broadly. "It can be fun."

"Oh, I know it can. How about punching the button so I
can get down and out of here?"

"Okay, see ya later."

Getting off of the elevator and laughing together they
walk down the hall with their arms around each other's
waists and into their suite. As soon as the door is
closed shirts and shorts are dropping as they head for
the bedroom diving into the bed with arms reaching.
"Thank god for king size beds Clyde."

"Mmmmmmmmm you said it, come here I want some of you."

"Kind of rough are we?"

"Never with you lover I want to feel you against me,
holding me."

"And I want to feel you inside of me Clyde and no
rubbers, just you."

"We were going to call the clinic weren't we before we
get into that."

"I know we were but you said you were okay and I know
I am so why not. We trust each other."

"As much as I want nothing between us Stu, lets do the
right thing and wait."

"Okay Mr. Practical. Make love to me until Monday
then."

Clyde leaned over Stewart looking down into his soft
blue eyes as he bent his head down and brushed his
lips over his.

"When's the last time I told you how much I love you?"

"You do all of the time."

Slowly Clyde lowers his body over Stu their lips
pressed together tongues exploring already familiar
places as he presses his groin tightly against him,
their hard cocks throbbing and leaking pre-cum.

Kissing each other on their necks, nibbling at ear
lobes. Stewart feels Clyde slowly working his way down
biting his nipples sending thrilling shocks through
him. Lips kissing and nibbling until his lips cover
his throbbing, aching cock.

"Take it baby, drain me. Move around and let me suck
you. Lets come together Clyde."

Twisting around until his hips are facing Stu, he
guides his cock to waiting lips and feels them
opening, admitting him deep inside as he swallows
Stu's wet throbbing meat. A slow tempo is set as they
caress each other feeling their hearts beating rapidly
in unison with each thrust of their hips. A sudden
tightening of muscles as their backs arch driving
their cocks deep they explode sending waves of rapture
washing over them as their bodies send hot streams of
molten cream cascading forth filling throats and
mouths. Swallowing each gushing stream they devour
each other with complete abandon needing only the
moment and what it means. The sealing of their love
for one and the other, giving of themselves with no
reservation as they slowly soften and relax.

Twisting around again and pulling the sheet over them,
Clyde kisses Stewart softly and lays his head on his
shoulder feeling his body being caressed as he drifts
off whispering, "I love you."

Stewart quickly follows Clyde, as his eyelids grow
heavy, his arms holding him tight. A small tear
trickles down from the corner of his eye as he hears
Clyde whispering too him.

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