Date: Wed, 06 Feb 2002 15:30:31 -0500
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: An Orphan - Chapter #8

AN ORPHAN
By
Lee Mariner

DISCLAIMER: This is a gay fictional fantasy involving homosexual acts
between men and boys. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS
MATERIAL OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE AND READ NO
FURTHER.

All characters depicted in this story are fictional and do not refer to any
person or persons living or dead. Locations named are for background use
only and the author does not mean to imply that those locations approve of
the lifestyle portrayed.

UNPROTECTED SEX CAN LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE
AVOIDED AT ALL TIMES. THE AUTHOR ENCOURAGES THE USE OF PROPER PROTECTION
WHEN INVOLVED IN SEXUAL ACTS.

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without specific written permission of the author. Copyright: 2002, Author:
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Chapter #8

Clyde was carrying a briefcase that contained the information needed when
they met with Dickson & Goldman in Lincoln, it cleared the security x-ray
machine with no problem and he and Stewart walked down the corridor to where
their plane would be waiting.

Stewart looked back briefly and saw that Robert was still standing at the
clearance station and he waved with a smile on his face. Clyde waved with
him and Robert responded before turning to leave the terminal.

"Gee Clyde, he looked a little sad didn't he?" Stewart asked.

"Your lucky Stu." Clyde responded. "I didn't have a brother that cared for
me. Maybe you don't think Robert does, but you can see it when he is looking
at you. I didn't like him when we first met, that's what's bad about first
impressions. Robert is okay, he is just trying to do what your Dad wants or
at least he thinks he is."

"I guess so. It always seemed like he was pissed at me for some reason and I
couldn't figure out why."

"Here's the gate Stu. Lets check in and then I got to take a roaring piss,
we have about 15mins before they start loading."

Looking around, they see a Men's Room sign on the other side of the
concourse and head for it. The rest room is small only three urinals and no
one was inside. Sitting the briefcase down, Clyde unzips and whips out his
cock as Stewart uses the one next to him. Glancing over he sees Stewart
milking his cock down as he pisses and it swells a little from the action.
Waiting until he is finished Clyde reaches over and taking Stewarts cock in
his hand he jerks strokes it a few time and it swells rock hard. Leaning
down he takes it in his mouth and swallows Stu to the hilt. "Oh God Clyde,
not in here. We don't have time but don't stop it feels good."

Clyde quickly works Stewart to a climax as he strokes his own raging hard on
and feels the juices rising in Stewarts cock as he thrusts his hips forward
meeting his gulping swallowing mouth. Swallowing Stewarts cum  his cock
swells and streams of cum explode and splatter on the wall next to the
urinal as he drains Stewarts cock with his tight lips. Pulling and squeezing
his cock, Clyde drains the last drops before releasing Stewarts softening
cock.

Leaning over, he kisses Stewart letting him taste his cum while they both
milk what little is left to be drained. Looking at Stewart, his dark eyes
gleaming he says "I've always wanted to suck a cock in a Tea Room.

"You are the craziest thing Clyde. What if someone had walked in on us while
you were sucking me off?"

"Might have asked him, too join in." Clyde says with a grin. "You keep
milking that thing and you might cum again. Better put it away for later."

Washing up, Stewart shakes his head but thinks "Damned if it wasn't
exciting. He hadn't ever been sucked off in a men's room."

Straightening their clothes, they walk back to the loading area and hear
their names called for 1st class.
They both notice the cute attendant standing at the gate checking tickets
and nod to each other. Reaching the gate, Clyde presents his ticket and
asks, "Will you be taking care of 1st Class?"

Glancing at the ticket, the attendant answers "Yes sir, Mr. Hampton. I'll be
taking care of you and I see that Mr. Ricksford is your set mate. Are you
traveling together?"

"Yes we are." Stewart answers looking the attendant in the eye and seeing a
slight smile on his face.

"We should have a good flight then. The weather promises to be good
gentleman. My name is Brian." He says as he reaches for the next passenger's
ticket.

Clyde whispers over his shoulder as they walk down the ramp, "Cute isn't
he?"

"Did you see those green eyes? Like looking into an emerald pool." Stewart
whispers back.

Reaching their seats, Clyde puts the briefcase in the overhead storage bin.
Looking back to the rear of the plane he sees that business tourist/coach
class and are pretty full before he slides into his seat with Stewart
following him. Un-doing his belt and the top snap on his jeans, Clyde arches
his back and reaching down inside of his jeans he adjusts his cock and
balls. Looking at Stewart he says, "you might want to get comfortable too.
We got a little over a two hours on here before we get to Chicago."

Stewart nods his head and follows Clyde's example noticing he did not close
the top of his jeans. Adjusting his still half hard cock, he leans over and
whispers "Damn Clyde. I'm still leaking cum, the head of my cock is slick
and sticky."

"Must be loosing my touch Stu. I thought I had drained you pretty good, next
time I'll pull your nuts out and make sure it all comes up. Leave your jeans
open, it's more comfortable."

Giggling softly, "You are awful. Next time let me know when you are going to
do it and not surprise me." Stewart says.

"It didn't take you long to shoot that load Stu."

"Well it was pretty exciting watching you suck me off in a public men's
room."

"That's why they call them men's room's."

As they were talking quietly, Brian the attendant walks by checking seat
belts and hearing the comment about men's rooms, he leans over and says, "We
only have unisex restrooms on the plane and they are at the rear if you need
them." Smiling as he says it, he drags his hand over Stewarts shoulder as he
moves on down the aisle.

Stewart feels the hand touching his shoulder and looking up he sees the
smile on Brian's face and then he notices at the "V" of his vest a rainbow
colored tie tack holding his tie in place.

Just as he leans over to Clyde, he hears him say, "I saw it and the way he
innocently brushed your shoulder. He didn't have that tie tack on at the
door."

"He didn't? I didn't notice." Stewart says softly.

"He had to put it on after we boarded the plane. He doesn't need it though
his vest holds his tie in place. That was for our benefit I'd bet." Clyde
says as he glances around the 1st class section of the plane.

"There are only 6 of us in 1st class Stu and if he is the attendant, he
won't have much to do."

The overhead light flashes for passengers to fasten seat belt and Brian
makes one more trip checking everyone as the jet engines are revved and the
plane starts moving back from the loading ramp. As they are looking out the
small window, they hear over the engine noise Brian saying,

"After we are airborne, would either of you like coffee, juice or something?
He says. It comes with 1st class."

"Sounds good Brian." Clyde says. "Make mine black with a couple of sugars."
What would you like Stu?"

"The same for me Brian but I'd like a V8 juice also if you have it."

"Coming up as soon as we are in the air fellas." Brian says as he moves to
his seat, buckling up for the take-off.

The plane lifts off smoothly and after a few minutes the "fasten seat belts"
sign goes off. Stewart takes a deep breath and pulls his zipper down a
couple of inches for more comfort. Sighing loudly "boy that feels better."

"Still a little tight there, Stu?" Clyde says as he inhales pulling his
zipper down as well.

"Just want to be comfortable Clyde. I'm beginning to think we should have
worn something looser, these Dockers are tight."

"We didn't think of that when we were dressing this morning Stu. Christ, who
is thinking at 4o'clock or so that early in the morning?"

Seeing Brian walking up with their drinks they drop the seatback trays.

"Here we go, two coffee's and one juice. I'll be serving a light breakfast
shortly. Scrambled eggs, ham and an English Muffin if you would like it."
Brian says looking at both of them and glancing down he sees the zippers
pulled down. "I do that when I'm flying. Unfortunately I can't do it on
duty. Things get all stuffed up after sitting for a long time if you know
what I mean."

"Too bad Brian, I can feel for you." Clyde says looking at him and grinning.

"Yeah." Stewart says. "Sure can get uncomfortable after awhile, thanks for
zippers and snap buttons."

"Goes with the job but I wear a jockstrap, that helps some. I'll be back
with your breakfast shortly." Brian says glancing down again and noticing
the hair showing where their zippers are pulled down. He feels a surge in
his cock, realizing they aren't wearing briefs.

Sipping their coffee, they watch Brian moving around in the small kitchen
area of the plane. He seems very efficient at what he is doing. There does
not seem to be any loss of motion as he pulls trays from the refrigerator
and places them in the small microwave oven. The food is all pre-cooked and
he only has to warm it up for serving.

"He seems to know what he is doing Clyde. I don't know if I would like his
kind of job though. Flying is not one of my big things what with all the
problems they are having with hi-jacking."

"You have a point Stu. I don't mind flying that much but sure as hell would
not want to wind up in Cuba or over in the Middle East in a desert."

Brian returns with one tray and then brings the other. Placing them on the
trays, he says "Not the Waldorf but it is pretty good. I get to have
breakfast on this flight. One of the small perks for doing a turn around out
of Lincoln."

"Turn around out of Lincoln? Does this plane go into Lincoln, Nebraska?"
Clyde asks looking at Stewart.

"Why sure. We only stop in Chicago for discharging and taking on additional
passengers for Lincoln. We stay overnight in Lincoln and return to Baltimore
the next day. I live in Baltimore but I get this flight twice a month."
Brian says.
"We don't do this turn around until Monday morning and then I'm off on
another flight until the following week."

"Damn Stu. I wish I knew that when I asked that travel agency to arrange the
flight for us. We wouldn't have that long layover in Chicago." Clyde says
angrily.

"It sure would have been better. We never had any problems with Francesca
when the firm needed too fly." Stewart says.

"Gee, I'm sorry. We land in Lincoln a little after 11AM their time." Brian
says. "When you finish your breakfast buzz me and I'll take the trays away."

Brian walks back to his station as Clyde and Stewart are eating their
breakfast. Pulling his passenger lists down, he sees where their tickets had
been upgraded to 1st class at the terminal and wondered why the agent there
had not mentioned the flight going on too Lincoln. Knocking on the cockpit
cabin door he waits until it is opened from the inside. Closing the door
securely behind him he asks the 3rd Officer if the Captain might let him use
the telephone for a call to Chicago to see if he could help out a 1st Class
passenger. The Captain heard him and nods his head okay. Flipping a couple
of switches the 3rd Officer hands him the receiver as he is dialing the
O'Hara Terminal number.

Listening, Brian hears, "O'Hara International, how may I direct your call?"

"Connect me with the Continental Reservations Desk please. This is
Continental Flight 1232 out of Baltimore." Brian says and then hears the
phone ringing. "Continental Reservations, how may I help you?"

Brian identifies himself and asks if there are any 1st Class passengers
scheduled to board in Chicago for Lincoln. After a second or two, the agent
in Chicago tells him none and asks if he has a problem she could take care
of.

"You sure can. I have two passengers that are traveling to Lincoln and their
travel agent has them changing over to United when the reach Chicago. Their
names are Clyde Hampton and Stewart Ricksford." Brian tells her that their
tickets had been upgraded to 1st class by the Continental agent in Baltimore
before they boarded but they didn't upgrade them all the way on too Lincoln
on Continental in 1st class.

"I can see that here. I wonder why it wasn't suggested then? I can do the
upgrade if they still want to fly Continental with no problem. I have all of
the information here to do it for them."

"They would appreciate it if you would. Could you have the new tickets at
the gate when we arrive and I can make the exchange there, we only have
about a 15 minute layover." Brian asks.

"I'll see that the boarding agent has all of the information Brian. They
must be important for you to call like this?"

"No, not really. Just a couple of guys that got screwed by their travel
agent." Brian replies. "I really appreciate it and I know they will."

"Tell them not to forget Continental when they fly again. I see they have an
open return reservation. I'll flag that for a 1st class upgrade. Make sure
you tell them so they can get it straight in Lincoln."

"Will do, thanks again." Brian says.

Looking at the 3rd Officer and the Captain, Brian says "Thanks a lot" and
returns to the passenger section.

Seeing that Clyde and Stewart were still eating and hadn't buzzed him, Brian
crosses himself. "Sure hope I have done the right thing." He thinks.

Looking forward in the plane, Stewart sees Brian and tells Clyde he is back.
Clyde reaches for the buzzer pushing it once and sees Brian move almost
instantly.

Reaching over Stewart, Brian takes Clyde's tray and then says, "Let me take
care of the other two couples and I'll be back with more coffee and some
news."

"News, what kind of news you think he is talking about Clyde?"

"You got me there, Stu."

Brian moves around the cabin quickly picking up the other passengers trays
and refreshing some coffee and one juice. Straightening up his station, he
pulls his passenger lists out and walks back to Clyde and Stewart.

Brian kneels down in the aisle alongside Stewart's seat and he lays the
clipboard on his knees. Looking at them he says, "After you mentioned that
you were going to Lincoln, I checked my manifest and it indicates you are
transferring to United and then on to Lincoln. You seemed upset that you had
that long layover in Chicago. I went into the cockpit and called ahead to
our reservation desk to see if your tickets could be upgraded on this flight
into Lincoln. We have no 1st class passengers booked out of Chicago and we
have 8 empty seats. I hope you don't get angry but I went ahead and upgraded
your seats on this flight. You won't have that layover and you can fly on
with us if you want to."

Looking at Stewart, Clyde exclaims. "If we want to, you bet. Boy, we owe you
for this Brian, how can we repay you?"

"No need, Mr. Hampton. I'm glad we could do it for you and Mr. Ricksford.
When we get into Chicago, just stay onboard and I'll take care of the paper
work at the gate. I'll need your tickets to make the exchange." Brian says
with a twinkle in his eyes as he looks at them but thinking how much he
would like to get them in bed. The bulge in Clyde's jeans makes his bound up
cock swell and hurt just thinking about what it must be like. The bulge in
Stewart's crotch was pretty nice too. He knew they were a couple of hot
studs. Maybe in Lincoln something could be worked out and as horny as he
was, he hoped so.

The flight arrived in Chicago just a couple of minutes late and Clyde and
Stewart did as Brian had instructed them. The plane's door opened and
passengers started disembarking before new ones came onboard. The other
passengers in 1st class left the plane first before the other passengers
filed out trying to navigate the narrow aisle with their carry-on luggage.
Clyde was glad they only had his briefcase as carry-on.

New passengers filed onboard but no one stopped in the 1st class section
leaving them as them alone. They were watching for Brian to return to be
sure that everything was okay.  One of the other flight attendants was
standing at the doorway checking her manifest of passengers when they saw
him coming down the aisle towards them behind a very large man. He was
grinning from ear to ear as he slid into the seats just in front of theirs.

"That was one of the largest passengers I have seen in a long time, bet he
had to pay double. Okay. Everything is set and I checked to be sure your
luggage stayed onboard. Can't have you getting into Lincoln with nothing to
wear, can we?" Brian said. "These are the confirmation copies of the change
in your tickets. There is no problem, the difference has been charged back
to the agency you used."

"You can bet they will send us the bill for them." Clyde said.

Brian returned to the front of the plane and while the door was being
closed, he checked his 1st class manifest. Looking at Clyde and Stewart he
smiled and gave them a thumb's up before sitting down and fastening his seat
belt for takeoff.

"Wonder what he meant by that Clyde?" Stewart asked.

"I have no idea but I can tell you he is one hot, horny dude. I think he
wants one or both of us in bed. Have you noticed the way he hangs around and
drops hints about staying in Lincoln before his return flight too
Baltimore."

"I was thinking the same thing myself. He is kind of cute isn't he?" Stewart
says.

The sudden lift off of the plane pushes them back in their seats and Stewart
reaches for the armrest but his hand slips into Clyde's crotch feeling his
hard cock. Turning to look at Clyde, he sees a twinkle in his eye with a
smile and his own cock starts to thicken as the plane continues to climb and
then levels off.

Stewart leans over and asks Clyde, "Are you getting hard for me or him?"  A
hint of jealousy in his voice thinking that Clyde might be getting turned on
by Brian.

"Both Stu." Clyde says. "I was thinking about him in bed with the both of
us. I've never tried a threesome but with you and someone as nice as he
seems sort of turns me on. What do you think about it? Might be fun."

Stewart sees Clyde pulling his zipper down a little further reaching in and
adjusting his cock down the side of his leg letting the flaps of his jeans
lay back exposing more of his thick pubic bush. Clyde's cock looks like a
log laying alongside of his leg and he could feel himself getting turned on,
his cock getting harder as he adjust himself leaving his fly open.

"Keep this up and I'm going to cum in my jeans Clyde." Stewart says. "You
didn't seem interested in a threesome when I mentioned it back at the
restaurant and that waiter made a pass at you."

"That was then Stu. That guy acted like a slut with his card and all that.
Flattering, yes, but I like to make the moves. You know that, I made the
first move on you didn't I? Brian is being more then obvious that he wants
one of us so why not both. I'm not going to trot off to bed with someone and
leave you alone and I don't think you would either." Clyde says rubbing
Stewart's hard cock and looking him in the eyes. "I love you too much to do
that. We either do it together or we don't."

Stewart takes a deep breath feeling the tingling in his balls starting to
spread up his stiff cock. He places his hand on Clyde's and huskily
whispers, "You better stop that or I am going to shoot cum straight down my
leg. God but you can get me so hot and horny and we're at 30,000 feet."

"Got you going Stu. I'd like to suck you off right now and I bet Brian would
watch."

"Clyde you are awful. That turns me on just as bad as thinking of us having
sex with him together. Do you think he will go for it? Might be fun."

Clyde reaches for the signal button and says, "Lets see."

Brian turns his head hearing the chime and sees Clyde motioning for him.
Walking back too their seats he starts to say "What ca......" and notices
their zippers pulled all the way down and huge hard cocks with thick hair
showing. Almost with a gasp he says "Why don't you move up front by the
service station and we can talk a little better. Would you like a drink of
something?"

Stewart grins while saying, "They both sound good Brian. Could I have a
Bloody Mary?"

"Make it two Brian, I'll have one as well." Clyde says. "We'll move up front
in a minute after things calm down a little."

"I'll have the drinks ready when you move. What do you mean by they both
sound good?" Brian says, his cock steel hard crammed inside his jockstrap.

"Drinks are easy to fix but something leaves the door wide open to other
possibilities. Who know what might happen." Stewart says grinning wider.

"Oh, I see." Brian says as he moves back to the front.

'Smooth Stu." Clyde says. "I didn't know you had it in you."

"You still have lots to learn Clyde, me too. Let's move up front and join
Brian."

Brian is fixing the drinks and watching as Clyde and Stewart move up the
aisle, his eyes glittering as he sees the endowments of two very hunky
studs. After they sit down, he serves their drinks and excuses himself to
use the bathroom.
Brian removes his jockstrap in the bathroom and runs his hand up and down
his hard throbbing cock a few strokes before putting his pants back on.
Looking down he admires his own endowment extending down his pants leg
feeling just a tingle of anticipation in his loins.

While Brian is gone and sipping on the drinks Clyde and Stewart are planning
on how they will make the pitch to Brian. Both of them were horny as hell
and excited about the prospect of a threesome. Brian rejoins them and
breathes a sigh of relief.

"Boy, does it feel good getting that thing off." He says as he opens his
overnight bag stuffing the jockstrap inside.

"I don't see how you can wear one Brian. They make me feel cramped up
especially when I get hard." Stewart says. "From what I see you must have
been really hurting, all that crammed inside that little pouch."

"Watching you two sure didn't help any. I almost cum when I saw you with
your zippers open. Too bad we are on this plane. I bet being in bed with you
two would be awesome." Brian says.

"Do you like threesome's Brian? How about going to bed with Stu and me?"
Clyde says rubbing his crotch watching Brian's cock growing in his pants.

"Yeah, Brian, how about it? Where will you be staying in Lincoln?" Stewart
says following Clyde's lead.

"The airline usually puts us up in an Econo-Lodge or Super 6 Motel. Bad
thing is that I have a roommate, the 3rd engineer. The Captain and Co-pilot
stay in one room and I'm stuck with him. He is straight as an arrow and
religious. The two girls in the back have a room together. You guys going to
be staying in Lincoln? Maybe we could work something out, I sure hope so."
Brian says watching as Clyde pulls his long thick cock out. Sucking is
breath in Brian say's "Oh my God, that is fantastic and it looks like you
are just as big as him?"

"No quite but almost." Stewart says as he pulls his thick cock out for
Brian.

Clyde and Stewart stroke themselves watching Brian as he moves over into the
small alcove by the door. You could see what they both were thinking as they
looked at each other and then at Brian stroking his thick cock in the
alcove, "Sex at 30,000'" and they grin feeling the electricity running
through them.

Suddenly the innercom buzzer rings and Brian quickly stuffs his cock back
into his pants reaching for the phone. Listening to whoever it was, Clyde
and Stewart see him looking at his watch and then glancing back their way
just as the no smoking sign flashes on. Hanging the phone up, he leans over
and say's "I didn't realize we were almost in Lincoln, 15 minutes out.
Better get yourselves straightened up. I'll meet you at the front of the
Terminal. It's not very big so we won't have any trouble meeting. You still
want to get together don't you?"

"After what we just saw, you got to be kidding." Clyde says. "We have to
pickup our truck first, it's an Explorer. Meet you at the front like you
said."

"Clyde." Stewart say's, "you sure you want to go through with this?"

"After what we have seen and as horny as we got him, leading him on. He
seems like a hell of a nice guy. Are you sure about it?" Clyde says.

"As long as it's with you Clyde." Stewart says squeezing Clyde's thigh.

Leaning over, Clyde kisses Stewart on the cheek and whispers in his ear,
"You know I only love you Stu."

Stewart doesn't say anything, just looks at him smiling as he feels his
heart racing hearing Clyde tell him he loves him.

The plane lands beautifully in Lincoln. Disembarking, they hear Brian
confirm he will meet them out front in about 20 minutes. Clyde and Stewart
walk down the long concourse looking for the signs that will direct them to
their luggage pickup and the rental car agency, they should both be close
together for convenience.

Finding both, they make arrangements with the Rental Car Agent for 10 days
leaving a $500. deposit on the vehicle. Pulling their suitcase's they walk
to the staging area waiting for the SUV to be brought from the parking area
by the agency attendant.

"Clyde, do you think he will be in front when we get there?" Stewart asks.

"It would surprise the hell out of me if he wasn't Stu. Did you see how he
was stroking his cock on the plane? I was about ready to drop my load
watching him and I could tell you were just as hot as me."

"Yeah, it was hot wasn't it? Are we going right to the hotel?" Stewart says.

"Lets see what Brian has to do first. I'm just a little hungry, that
breakfast he served was nothing to brag about Stu." Clyde says as their
vehicle pulls up.

The young teenage boy opens the back doors of the Explorer and loads their
bags inside. Stewart hands him a $5.00 bill thanking him. The boy looks to
be not much younger then himself, blond hair, dark blue eyes, nicely built
and about the same height.

Smiling as he takes the offered tip, he say's "thank you sir and thanks for
using Alamo. When you return the car, bring it to the front and I'll check
it in for you. I'm here everyday except Sunday and Monday. My name is Cody,
Cody Walton and I'll be glad to help you out anyway I can."

Clyde comes around the rear of the vehicle as the attendant is talking with
Stewart. Walking up to Stewart he asks, "are you going to drive or do you
want me to?"

"No Clyde, you drive. This is Cody. He was telling me he would check the car
back in for us when we leave. Cody this is Mr. Hampton and I'm Stewart
Ricksford. Thanks for your help."

"My pleasure Mr. Ricksford and its nice meeting you Mr. Hampton. I'll more
then likely be here when you check her back in. Have a safe stay in Lincoln.
If I can help you in anyway, please call me, handing a business card to
Stewart. I do escort/guide service if you are not familiar with Lincoln. I'd
enjoy showing you both what we have to offer."

Getting into the car, they sit for a minute before Stewart says, "I think we
were just propositioned Clyde."

"It sounded like it to me. What does the card say?"

Stewart turns the card over and reads out, "Cody Walton, Personal Tour Guide
and Escort. My rates are reasonable. Please call: 402-668-9243. Do you want
to keep it or throw it out?"

"Might as well hold on too it Stu. We might need a guide since it has been
years since I was here. He sounds a little like a high priced hustler but
who knows, I've seen worse looking one's."

"You wouldn't pay some kid for sex, would you Clyde?" Stewart asks.

"Stewart baby, I have never paid for meat on the hoof. I never have had to.
There is not a man alive that cannot be had at one time or the other
depending on the circumstances. They all get horny and when they can't get
it from some woman or a boyfriend, they want what we both have, cock. Mine's
not for sale and I don't buy it, there are too many good looking men in this
world." Clyde says bluntly as he drives to the front of the terminal and
sees Brian at the curb.

Brian throws his overnight bag and briefcase in the back climbing inside.
"I'll have to call the Captain later and let him know where I will be in
case we are called up. I didn't really know when I told him I would be
staying with friends."

"We will be staying at Branston Hall, Brian." Stewart says.

"Really, the Branston!! Nice, very nice indeed, I can't afford a place like
it. They have everything there and only top drawer service."  Brian says.

"Brian, how about some lunch?" Clyde says. "Your light breakfast is gone."

"Clyde, would you and Stewart mind if I changed and showered before we do
anything? I'd really like to get out of this uniform if you don't mind."
Brian says

"No problem. We can check in and get settled first. I'm sure they have a
restaurant close by if not in the hotel." Clyde says.

"There is a 5-Star in the hotel. I ate there once and the food was delicious
and the waiters are even more so." Brian offers with a little giggle.

"You live in Baltimore but you know a little about Lincoln it seems Brian."
Stewart says glancing over his shoulder.

"Weekends in Baltimore or Lincoln can be very boring if you spend them alone
Stewart."

"I guess that's true. How many times have you been here?"

"I think this is my 13th or 14th trip. Stewart. Not all weekends though,
some are just overnight and then out in the morning." Brian says as they
pull up under the canopy of the front door of the hotel.

A valet opens Clyde's door and getting out he hears "Welcome to the Branston
Sir. I'll park the car for you."  The valet says handing Clyde a brass
check.

"Thank you." Clyde says hearing the same thing being said on the other side
as Stewart and Brian get out.

Their luggage is unloaded and placed on carriers with two young valets in
brilliant blue and gold uniforms pushing the carts inside to the check-in
desk.

Clyde and Stewart walk to the desk as Brian moves to the elevators with a
whispered "meet you over there."

Attending the desk is a handsome, dark complexioned young man with gleaming
black hair and eyes and he flashes a sparkling smile with even white teeth
as he say's, "Welcome to the Branston. How can I help you gentlemen?"

"Reservation for Hampton and Ricksford please." Clyde says smoothly while
his eyes take in the young man in front of him. Tight very well groomed suit
of an obviously expensive dark blue gabardine material, gleaming white
button down shirt with a dark maroon tie. A small diamond implant in the
left ear lobe, with a brilliant solitaire diamond on the left pinky finger
and a gold wrist watch on the left wrist.

"Yes sir, we have them. You are.........?"

"Clyde Hampton, this is Mr. Stewart Ricksford."

"Very nice meeting you both Mr. Hampton. Would you fill out the registration
card for me please? How long will you be staying with us or do you know?"

"We haven't decided yet. It may be a week or ten days, I don't really know
just yet." Clyde says looking at Stewart.

"We are happy to have you with us. Your suite is 1414 and has the king sized
bed your travel agent requested. Mr. Dickson, your attorney called and asked
that we take special care of you. There is a completely stocked bar with
snacks. Please call room service if there is anything else you might like.
Here are two magnetic security door cards to your suite. The number is not
recorded on the cards for your protection if you should mislay them. My name
is Enrique Martineze and I am here to serve you. The valet's will take your
luggage up to your suite."

"Thanks Enrique, I'm sure we will be very comfortable. Did you say Mr.
Dickson had called?" Clyde says looking into his eyes that are coal black
and betray nothing about how he is feeling or what he is thinking.

"Yes sir. He called yesterday and told us that you and Mr. Ricksford would
be coming and to be and sure you received the best the Branston can offer
you."

"Thanks Enrique. I really appreciate it." Clyde says wondering how Brian
Dickson knew they were coming and where they would be staying, he hadn't
called them.

Following the valet's, they meet Brian at the elevators, going up to their
suite. The valet's unload the luggage and Clyde hands each of them $5.00.
Both boys smile and thank him in return for his generosity. Clyde looks over
their solid bodies in their tight fitting uniforms with their smooth olive
complexions, dark hair and flashing eyes. Musing to himself that in a couple
of years they would be even more attractive.

All three of them stand in the center of the sitting room looking around.
After a few moments of silence as they take in the opulence of the place,
Brian says, "Whoa, this is something. I had heard this place was 1st class
and it sure looks like it."

The sitting room is decorated in a pale peach with mint green trim. Two
large 3 cushioned couches sit facing each other in front of a large black
marbled fireplace. An absolutely huge low table sits between them with a
black glass insert containing what had to be two crystal ashtrays. There
were two sliding glass doors leading onto a small balcony overlooking what
they figured was the University of Nebraska's campus. There were overstuffed
chairs placed in various places in the room on a dark gray carpet all with
small tables and lamps sitting beside them. Stewart opened the doors of a
huge dark cherry cabinet that was built in from floor to ceiling, it
contained a completely equipped bar with a small refrigerator. Various
shelves held all types of snacks. A large door led into the bedroom that was
just as opulently decorated. A blue brocade fabric covered the walls with
gold borders. A gold chair rail was on all of the walls. The two windows
were hung with floor to ceiling drapes of heavy damask cloth in shades of
blue and gold. Golden chains held the drapes back revealing sheer pure white
curtains. The carpet was a deep royal blue and there were two closets for
hanging their clothes with a huge double dresser between the two closet
doors. There was a lounge with two chairs done in the same blue as the walls
with the gold trim. The bed looked like a double king size it was so huge.
The coverlet matched the fabric of the drapes at the windows and the
headboard was shelved with mirrored inserts.

All three of them were almost breathless from the richness of their
surroundings. Moving to the last door, it revealed a bathroom like something
from the days of Rome. Marble sinks and counter tops, walls completely
covered in mirrors except for the biggest shower any of them had seen. A
sunken whirlpool Jacuzzi was off to one side and the shower floor had two
steps leading down to a slightly sunken bathing area. Overhead there were 6
hidden showerheads and in the walls at least another 6. All of this was
controlled by a series of hidden switches.

Looking the switches over, Clyde flicked one and suddenly water started
falling from the ceiling almost like rain. Flicking another the side heads
gushed water at various levels depending on the person using the shower. All
of it could be controlled as one unit or separately. Music flowed into the
room from the built in system.

Without hesitating they all start removing their clothes as Clyde set the
shower for full function, all thoughts of lunch had vanished in an instant.
A different lunch was on their minds at the moment..........

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