Date: Fri, 12 Jul 2002 14:57:14 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: An Orphan - Chapter #19

AN ORPHAN
By
Lee Mariner
July 2002

DISCLAIMER: This story is a gay fantasy
that depicts homosexual acts between young
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All characters depicted are fictional and in
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ENGAGING IN UNPROTECTED SEX CAN LEAD TO LIFE
THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE
AVOIDED.

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Chapter #19

I heard Stu saying something about picking Cody and
Adam up at their place at 7:30 while I was putting
the locked attache case away in one of the closets
in our bedroom. I didn't hear him come into the
room and I jumped just a little when he spoke.

"Clyde, I'm not being paranoid but maybe when we go
out tonight we better take that case with us. What
do you think?"

"Probably a good idea Stu, glad you thought about
it. I hadn't and there is no need to be taking any
chances. Did I hear you say we would be picking
Cody and Adam up? Did they tell you where we will
be having dinner or did you talk about that?"

"There is a Texas style steak house that is
supposed to be very good. Think you could handle a
thick steak with the trimmings?" Stu said as he put
his arms around my neck.

"This has been a pretty busy day Clyde but do you
know what we have forgotten?"

"No I haven't forgotten but we have been pretty
well tied up with other things and people. What
time is it in Baltimore?"

"Just a little after 2PM there, where is the
number? I'll call on the cell phone."

"Always thinking like a lawyer aren't you? The card
is in my wallet, I'll get it if you don't break my
ribs first."

"Gee Clyde, see how you effect me?"

"Uhuh." I said as he relaxed his arms from just
below my rib cage & inhaling deeply.

The card we had gotten from the lady when we were
tested only had two things printed on it, BACT @ 1-
888-722-8686.  On the back of the card I had
written the identification numbers we had been
given, 776355 & 776356.

Stu dialed the telephone number and after a few
seconds I heard him recite the numbers from the
back of the card. He was listening to the person on
the other end not saying very much for a few
minutes and I was getting a little tense, waiting
apprehensively.

"Hey, that's good to hear." He said suddenly. "No
mistake or anything? Good. I can't tell you when we
will be in your office, at least not right now. We
both are in Nebraska for now but I can call you
when we get back in Baltimore. Thanks again, we
really appreciate it." Stu said hanging the
telephone up and placing it on the table. His eyes
were shining and he was smiling from ear to ear as
he looked at me.

"Okay, okay. It must be good news from the way your
face is so lit up, tell me."  I pleaded as he moved
closer his hands & arms sliding around my waist and
up my back pulling us tightly together. His eyes
gleamed like fiery beacons as he pressed his lips
too mine his tongue probing, pressuring for
entrance. Stu's tongue twisted and darted joisting
with mine. The kiss was passionate and I could feel
a fiery heat building and spreading from his body
through our clothing and over me as he ground his
groin into mine.

Leaning back slightly, breaking the kiss and
breathing heavily, he huskily whispers "fuck me
Clyde like we both have wanted. No more Latex babe,
just you and me."

He started ripping his clothes off and my cock
surged hardening, throbbing. A passionate desire
flowed over both of us as our clothing dropped on
the floor and we fell on the bed, bodies writhing
together. Stu was pleading in soft guttural tones,
"fuck me Clyde, take me, and let me feel your cock
filling my ass."

Stewart wrapped his legs around my waist pulling me
tight his arms around my chest holding me. Kissing
passionately I felt my hot throbbing cock probing
and slippery with pre-cum slide over his soft
perineum flesh between scrotum and anus. We both
quivered in each other arms feelings of ecstasy
covering us sending electric shocks surging over
passionately raw nerves when the head of my cock
pressed against his tight anus. Looking into his
eyes pure lust flamed in their depths and I pressed
deeper until with a sudden lunge the velvety head
slipped inside his ass and the sphincter muscles
snapped tightly round the girth of my hot steel
hard cock. Stewart gasped lifting his hips sucking
his gut in and filling his lungs as I slid deeper
and deeper inside his hot smooth rectum reaching
for his innermost bowels.

When I felt the thick soft hair covering my pelvis
pressing against the perineum just under his balls,
the intense heat sent a fire surging upwards
through my body, "my god Stu, it feels like my cock
is inside a furnace. Jesus you're so hot."

He held my head with both hands his eyes flashing
as he pulled me down and our lips met in a soft
loving passionate kiss filled with the desire for
each other. The sweat was pouring from both of us
as I started a slow withdrawal and entering again
and again in long slow piston movements. We slowly
ascended the volcanic heights of passion building a
cataclysmic eruption as the euphoric fog of
physical need enveloped us. My head lay beside his
as my hips went into a sexual overdrive and I felt
my muscles and his tightening as our cocks swelled
and hardened, the prelude to the erotic forces that
would send us over the edge together. We both
moaned in unison "Now, now. Yessssssssss,
Yesssssssss" and we shuddered as one under the
intense climax that sent my sperm gushing and
filling Stu's bowels as he jerked and covered us
both with hot streams of thick molten creamy white
sperm. Gasping, our lungs demanding air we
collapsed with me over his smooth slick sperm
covered chest and stomach.

I lay there for what seemed an eternity in the
after glow of having reached the ultimate heroic
climax, my cock throbbing deep inside Stu's hot
bowels. I had given Stu everything I could give and
I felt his sphincter gripping me tight, stripping,
milking the remnants from the softening length of
my cock. His hand slowly stroked my hair and he
cooed softly "I love you Clyde, so very much" as my
softening cock slowly slipped from his body.

With a long low sigh I lifted my head and kissed
him my tongue playing with the surface of his
succulent lips. "Now you have all I can give you
Stu, everything I had to give is yours."

His eyes smoldered with an intense soft love deep
in their depths, "I've known that since the first
time you looked into my eyes Clyde and I saw what
you felt deep in yours. We have tested the feelings
we have for each other and this just makes it all
the more real now and for as long as I'm yours and
you are mine."

"That will be for a very long time." I said
brushing my lips over his nose and laying my head
beside his breathing with him. A soft velvety fog
drifted over us and Stu pulled a sheet up covering
us as we slipped into the soft depths of sleep.
Once more the orphan felt needed and wanted, no
longer alone.

				* * * * * * * * *

I guess we had slept a couple of hours in each
other's arms when I felt my shoulder being gently
shaken and Robert leaning over whispering in my ear
to wake up. I turned my head a little bleary eyed
looking up at him standing over us in his robe.
"I'm awake, Robert, what's up?"

"It's after 5 o'clock and thought you might like a
drink before we get ready for dinner. What time are
Code and Adam coming over?"

"Stu talked with them, I think around 7:30. Where's
Devon, still sleeping?"

"No, he wanted to check on the restaurant and be
sure everything is in order. He's coming back after
he cleans up and changes."

I slipped from under Stu's arm and he mumbled
something unintelligible, burrowing his head into
his pillow. My robe was hanging in the bathroom and
since Robert didn't seem embarrassed before I went
for it and we went into the other room. I had a
feeling Robert had something on his mind other then
just having a drink.

"What'll you have Rob? I just want a beer right
now."

"Sounds good to me Clyde. I don't need a glass."

Pulling the beers from the fridge, I twisted the
caps off and handed Robert his. We sat across from
each other and while we both took a good swig I ran
my eyes over him, he was a hell of a good looking
man and had a lot to offer someone. I already had
seen that he and Stu were almost like twins but
Robert had a maturity that comes with age that Stu
did not have yet. Stu was getting there but he did
lack an air of confidence that his brother had.

Robs azure blue eyes locked with mine for just a
second. "What's up Rob? There is something more
then just wanting a drink before dinner isn't
there?"

"Stu told me you didn't miss much and he was right.
Yeah Clyde, I called the Branston family and talked
with Clay Branston. After I identified the reason
and myself for my call, he seemed a little
surprised I would be calling him since he had been
talking with Mr. Dickson about the sale of the
hotel. I explained about your Uncle passing away
and his estate being in probate. He wasn't aware
that your uncle had been involved with the buying
of the hotel since he had been talking with Mr.
Dickson and Mr. Marx for almost a year and they had
just placed a good faith sum in escrow with the
option of purchase in 6 months or less.  He was
under the impression that Mr. Dickson and his
partners owned West Point Associates. I asked him
if the good faith money deposited was $1.3 million
and he suggested we meet with him tomorrow for
lunch, I accepted."

"And??" I said looking him in the eye, there was
more then that on his mind.

"Mr. Branston became nervous when I mentioned your
uncle being with West Point Associates and when I
asked him about the escrow money that is when he
invited us to lunch."

Neither one of us knew Stu was in the doorway from
the bedroom until he spoke. "Hey, whatcha got your
heads together about?"

I turned around at the sound of his voice. Stu
stood in the doorway wearing the other robe in our
room. His hair was all messed up and he had that
innocent little boy look. The look when you just
wake up from a sound sleep and he messed his hair
up more as he walked towards me snuggling close
after sitting down and laying his head on my
shoulder.

"We were talking about the call Rob made to Mr.
Branston this afternoon. Seems like we are having
lunch with him tomorrow."

"You called him bro? When?"

"Right after Devon and I left you guys. Remember, I
said we should have a talk with the Branston
family? They are involved in this but I think only
so far as the sale of the hotel goes. Mr. Branston
asked us to join him for lunch at 2 o'clock
tomorrow afternoon. There is another way we can go
with this if you want Clyde."

"What's that?"

"Confront Dickson with what we have and get his re-
action. Technically, no crime has been committed
since nothing has changed hands. All of the
property and assets are still held by the estate.
Dickson cannot do anything until the probate
process is completed. If that is done, he assumes
control of West Point Assoc and the assets that
were transferred supposedly by your uncle."

"Lets go that way Rob, what do you think about it
Stu?"

"There is nothing to be lost by doing it the way
Robbie suggests Clyde. Give Dickson a chance to get
off the hook."

We talked about a few more things when the
connecting door slid back and Devon popped his head
through, "okay if I come in?"

"Sure Dev., come on in." Robert said getting up and
walking across the room. They embraced with a
gently kiss.

Stu looked at me smiling and whispered in my ear,
"I never knew I'd see the day my brother kissed
another man!!!"

"Why should they be alone?" I asked looking into
Stu's soft blue eyes pulling him closer. Our lips
met in a soft yet passionate kiss tongues caressing
within our mouths. "Mmmmmm you never taste the same
way Stu."

"Neither do you Clyde and we better stop this
before we all are in trouble."

"Nothing wrong with that kind of trouble Stewart. I
like the kind of trouble Robert and I have been
getting into."

They both stood hip-to-hip arms around each other
and Robert could not have looked more like Stewart
if he had tried. They stared into each other's eyes
with foreheads touching. Love was blossoming
between them. Stu looked at me again and we smiled
as they left us still holding each other.

"Don't forget dinner at 7:30 Robbie." Stu called
out getting a wave of his brother's arm as they
went through the sliding door.

Stu and I went back in our bedroom and after taking
a shower we lay down loving and playing with each
other. My body tingled, muscles rippling as he
caressed me and our lips met in soft gentle kisses.
Stu molded his body to mine pressing our aching
manhood tight together and the beat of our hearts
could be felt in the throbbing of hard cocks
straining as sharp shocking bolts of ecstatic
feeling surged through us. Lying on my back I gave
myself over too Stu's soft clinging lips as he
kissed tight hard nipples and slowly kissed and lip
nibbled downward his hands rubbing my sweat covered
thighs. His mouth took the head of my pre-cum slick
cock and I gasped arching my back upwards driving
as much of the thick length that I could into his
mouth moaning, "Stu, Stu, Stu babe. Suck it, drain
it, and strip it dry."  Stu twisted his body and
drove the full 9" length of my throbbing cock down
his throat, every muscle in my body tightened and
strained as waves of fire swept over me engulfing
us as I searched for his hot cock pulling his hips
towards me.

Taking the hot length of his thick cock in my mouth
driving my head downwards feeling it sink into my
throat, Stu groaned sending lightening bolt shocks
through me. Lust took over and we sucked, nursing
on each other in a frenzy trying to draw the cream
we wanted from each other. I felt my cock
hardening, swelling as his did in my mouth and
groaning deeply hot streams of thick sperm gushed
down my throat and my life giving sperm flooded
Stu's mouth and down his throat. We had no control
over our bodies as we exploded with an almost
volcanic force sweat slick muscles rippling as we
reached the euphoric heights of our cataclysmic
climaxes. We consumed the sealant of our mutual
love and need for one another. One final surge of
our hips and we collapsed, exhausted our muscles
and cocks slowly relaxing and softening in the
intense but soft after glow of having joined,
becoming one with the other.

We lay together kissing and enjoying the feelings
of mutual contentment that we transmitted between
nuzzling and by our touching, feeling of each
other. I loved the feeling of his smooth muscles
rippling under my fingers and the outline of muscle
covered ribs expanding as he breathed the soft
beating of his heart in rhythm with my own. I had
never loved anyone or anything as I loved him and I
looked into his shining eyes kissing him softly.

"Clyde, are you comfortable with Robert being here
like this? Does it bother you knowing he is bi-
sexual?"

"Nothing bothers me Stewart except maybe the
thought that I might lose you, that bothers me.
Robert being bi-sexual is no bother but I think he
is falling in love with Devon and that might be a
problem you and he will need to solve."

"I think you are right about that and I am happy
for Robbie, he deserves some happiness. His wife
hasn't given him much that's for sure. As for
losing me, not a chance and nothing else needs to
be said about that, we are stuck with each other
for better or worse. I just want this mess over so
we can start living and doing things together."

Stud snuggled closer holding me tight kissing my
chest his lips soft, his tongue like a fiery dart.
I ran my hand through his soft hair smelling the
clean sweet odor that surrounded him.

"Are you ready for another shower?" He smiled at me
as we slid out of bed. He giggled a little, almost
skipping into the bathroom.

				* * * * * * * * *

The Branston was an old but well regarded hotel in
Lincoln. Over the years it had seen very little
change and was rated high in service, accommodation
and restaurant facilities. If you looked close you
could see that it needed a facelift. In general it
was in good condition but new carpet and
replacement of quite a bit of the furniture would
make a big difference. The inclusion of a health
spa, pool and exercise atrium would he a big help a
lot. In general a good facelift was needed. It had
a reputation and excellent potential if someone
would take it over and make changes upgrading the
buildings and services. Even with my untrained eye,
I could see that from just looking around as we
went down into the lobby. Robert was looking around
as we walked and I wondered if he was thinking
about our scheduled meeting with Clay Branston.

I had called down and asked that the Explorer be
brought to the front entrance and Cody and Adam
were standing just outside of the door talking with
Nicky. They saw us coming and waved starting
towards us. Out of the corner of my eye I saw
Martineze step from behind the front desk.

"Good evening gentleman. Mr. Ricksford, would you
have a minute or two you could spare? I'd like a
word with you."

"If Mr. Hampton can be present, of course."

"Well, I really would rather just talk with you if
we could?"

"Sorry, but you have a good evening. We will be
seeing you later I think."

"My office is this way Mr.Ricksford, Mr. Hampton. I
won't hold you up but a minute." Martineze led the
way and I glanced at Stewart standing with the
others, shrugging my shoulders as I followed Robert

				* * * * * * * * *

"What's that all about Stu, do you know?" Cody
asked as we walked away.

"I have a hunch but maybe we better wait until they
get back. Lets just say Martineze might be running
a little scared. Rob and Clyde will tell us all
about it. Lets get a drink while they are gone,
damn you and Adam are looking good. Where did you
get that shirt? I'd like to get one of them."

"Adam & I but most of our stuff at a store over on
"P" St. we can go there before you leave. Devon is
looking really good, smiling and laughing. I
haven't seen him like this in a long time since he
and his lover broke up. That was really nasty. I
don't think he has been in bed with anyone since
then. Your brother must be pretty hot stuff."

"Devon seems to think so, I'm happy for both of
them. I'll tell you about Robert someday after all
this is settled."

				* * * * * * * * *

Martineze opened the door behind the front desk and
stood aside as Rob and I walked in. The office was
smaller then I thought it might be and not that
well furnished. There were a couple of pictures on
the wall, file cabinet with a vase full of
artificial flowers in one corner. His desk was
small with a lowboy office chair and two metal
straight back chairs in front of it. The only light
hung from the ceiling with a cut glass globe around
the bulb. Not much of an office for the Manager of
the Branston and I could see Robert was thinking
the same thing.

We sat down and Martineze took his seat behind the
desk. You could see a thin layer of sweat on his
forehead and above his pencil thin mustache. His
eyes looked down at the blotter in front of him,
nothing being said.

"You asked Mr. Hampton and I in here Martineze,
what for?"

"I really don't know exactly how I should say this
Mr. Ricksford, its rather complicated."

"The best way is usually from the beginning and up
front. I'll help you a little, what was your
investment in West Point Associates? You are shown
on the corporate filings as being the Treasurer
with Mr. Dickson as Vice-President and Mr. Marx as
Secretary. Usually the Secretary and Treasurer
positions in a corporation are combined but not in
this case. Mr. Hamptons uncle is shown as the
President but then, he is dead isn't he?"

"When did you learn all of this? Dickson said
everything would be over by the end of the week and
we would own the Branston. He has been negotiating
with Mr. Clay Branston and has already put money in
escrow for its purchase. I didn't have anything to
do with any of the other stuff."

"What was your investment Martineze? He just didn't
make you the Treasurer out of the goodness of his
heart. Did you know Kyle Marx the farm manager?"

"I had heard of him but that is all. I think he is
a friend of Dickson or maybe Mr. Hampton."

"You still haven't answered my question Martineze,
what was your investment? How much did it cost
you?"

Robert's tone was cold and calculating as he
pressured Martineze, I almost felt sorry for him.
Martineze sat looking down and the sweat was
pouring off of him.

"Mr. Ricksford, I know Marx has been manager of the
farm outside West Point, it is a very high priced
male prostitute operation with its own private
airstrip. They are supposed to be making
pornographic video's from behind a mirrored wall,
I've never been there its just what I have heard."

Robert and I looked quickly at each other when we
heard this. Martineze inhaled deeply before
continuing.

"I heard, from a friend, that Dickson was trying to
buy the hotel and he had set up a dummy company
using the Hampton estate money as the collateral
for buying the hotel and transfer of the farm so he
could control it all. He had to have Mr. Hampton as
President since it was his money but he died before
he could get it all set up. I don't know how he did
it but before Mr. Hampton died, he would sign just
about anything Marx asked him to. When I heard all
of this I became very angry and confronted him with
it. He asked me if I would like the Treasurers
position and then after everything was done, I
would own part of the Branston and be its General
Manager, I said I would. That's all I know."

"And that's all Martineze? You found out Dickson
and Marx was involved in trying to cheat Mr.
Hampton and you threatened to expose them. Is that
what you are saying?  Are you sure there isn't
more? I have heard that you and Dickson are engaged
in an affair. Did you hold that over him as well?"

"Where did you hear that? Who told you we were
having an affair?"
"From what I have been told, it would not be
difficult to prove. It seems everyone in Lincoln
knows except maybe Dickson's family. You yourself
have bragged about it and there are people that
will swear to it. Pretty good investment for
someone that does not work in a prostitute
organization or do you?"

Martineze looked as if he was almost ready to
collapse. Sweat was pouring off of him and he was
clasping his hands together. His shirt clung to his
body and I must admit he did seem to have a
remarkable physique.  Robert was totally unmoved as
he gazed at Martineze. My eyes widened when he
pulled a small digital recorder the size of a pack
of cigarettes from his shirt pocket and sat it on
the edge of the desk. He pushed a little button and
we heard Martineze and him talking. Marineze slowly
lifted his head at the sound of his voice and
looked at Robert, his eyes pleading, "you've
recorded everything we have been talking about?"

"I have and with Mr. Hampton as witness you were
not coerced into make any statements other then
what you volunteered. If you want to get out of
this mess, you will do as I tell you. Agreed?"

"What do you want of me?"

I had seen whipped men before but Martineze was
drained, whipped and quartered. His shoulders
sagged as he waited.

"Dickson has been calling here almost on the hour
since I arrived. You have been telling him every
movement we have made and all of what we have said.
Don't deny it, you called him this afternoon after
I asked you about your investment in the West Point
Company. If you want to get your ass out of this, I
don't recommend you call him after we leave. I am
calling Dickson and setting up an appointment with
him for 9AM tomorrow, you be there. And that
Mr.Martineze is a promise and a threat. Don't show
up tomorrow and I turn everything we have
discovered and can document along with this
recording to the District Attorney. Your decision,
what will it be?"
"What's to stop you from doing it anyway? How do I
know I can trust you?"

"You don't know Martineze but if you think spending
a few years behind bars in the Nebraska State
Penitentary is worth it and you want to take that
chance, its your decision. We have guests waiting
for dinner. You have until tomorrow morning."

Picking up the recorder and slipping into his pants
pocket Robert and I walked out of the small office
and joined the others in the lounge. It was amazing
how Robert could be so cold and almost cruel and
then be suddenly warm and smiling. He put his arms
around Devon and kissed him on the back of the neck
while I stood in amazement at Stewarts brother. I
was learning there was a lot more to the
Ricksford's then I knew but I loved them both.

"Don't try and figure him out Clyde, I haven't been
able too for years. What did Martineze want with
you and him?"

"He spilled his guts about the entire operation and
your brother recorded it all. I don't know how he
knew this would happen? I listened and it was
almost like watching a surgeon at work using a
scalpel. He goaded and led Martineze into saying
exactly what he wanted. Damn Stu, it was
fascinating. Almost everything he had said,
Martineze confirmed. I'll let him tell you the rest
later. Okay?"

Stu hugged me tight with the bartender asking what
I wanted. Stu looked at him quickly, "he has just
about all he can handle right now."

"Well I'll be damned Stu, we are in a public bar."

Everybody grinned and laughed at the red-faced
bartender gawking at Stewart and I crushed together
in the middle of everyone. I think I was probably
just as dumbfounded as he was when Robert spoke up.

"I don't think you have much to worry about Clyde,
you will probably be the owner tomorrow. We both
will have Tanqueray and tonic water with lime twist
and everyone else will have what they are drinking.

We all gathered around the end of the bar laughing
and joking while other's looked on. The bartender
was nonplused but the drinks came in quick time.
Nicky was standing at the doorway and I motioned
him over.

"Your Explorer is outside when you want it Mr.
Hampton. I had it cleaned after you came back
earlier. I'll be back on duty in the morning if you
want it cleaned for tomorrow. Just let them know at
the front desk, I gotta be getting on home now, my
Mom needs me for some errands. I'll see you
tomorrow."

Nick was a nice looking kid and you could see he
would like to join us but still too young. I
reached in my pocket but he just turned away, his
eyes gleaming, and went back outside while I stood
there with my hand in my pocket.

"Don't look now Clyde but that kid is in love with
you." Adam whispered in my ear.

"Your kidding Adam, I haven't done anything for him
to feel that way."

"You don't have too do anything buddy. Remember how
Cody and I felt about you and Stu? Same thing, he
has it hanging on his sleeve for you. He will hurt
for a little while after you and Stu leave but he's
young, he'll get over it. It won't be long before
someone hits on him again and when he gets older he
is gonna be a stunner."

Adam was right about that I though sipping my
drink. Nick was a hell of a good-looking boy and
his body was going to be fantastic, as he grew
older. Someone would be lucky all right I thought
feeling Stu pressing closer too me.

"Penny for your thoughts..."

"Just thinking how nice a kid Nicky is Stu. He has
really treated us nice since we got here. He just
told me our truck was ready and he had it cleaned
again. I was going to tip him but he just smiled
and walked away."

"That is because he is in love with you like Devon
is in love with Robert. Everyone must see it but
you Clyde. Even Robert mentioned it."

"And what am I supposed to do about it, I didn't
lead the boy on."

"You didn't have to, those things happen. Remember
the first time we met? I fell for you then and
hooked you all for myself. When are we going for
dinner, I am starved?"

"Me too, Adam, Cody. Where are we going for dinner?
Everyone is starved."

"The Red Fox Steakhouse on "O" St Clyde. Want me or
Cody to drive?"

"Whoever, lets go," I said signing the bar tab.

I caught sight of Martineze standing in the doorway
of his office and he did not look like a happy
camper and probably dreading tomorrow.

When we got to the SUV, Nicky had converted it and
opened up the third seat so all of us could ride
together. While the others were getting in Robert
leaned over and said, "Were all set with Dickson
for tomorrow morning, I'm looking forward to it how
about you?"

"Nail his ass Rob, I'm sick of the run around. I
don't care what it takes. As long as I have Stu and
you, screw the rest of it."

Robert's eyes flashed as he got in the truck
sitting beside Devon. I slid in beside Stu and
closed the door feeling Stu's hand slip down in my
crotch and squeezing my inner thigh whispered in my
ear "I love you."

"Head it for the steakhouse Cody, I need a big fat
piece of meat tonight with all of the trimmings."
Everyone laughed as Cody pulled out of the drive.

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"Life is a bowl of cherries but better if you eat
one at a time."

					-Unknown-