Date: Sun, 11 May 2003 20:03:49 EDT
From: Trkrbtm4topson@aol.com
Subject: Me and Robbie Part 1

This story contains descriptions of sex between two adults if it is illegal
to read or view such material in your area please leave now. Also
references will be made concerning members of the military, this is in no
means describing any known person in the service but we should be allowed
to serve openly anyway.

To begin with I guess I should tell you a little about myself. My name is
Jay and I am a truck driver by trade. I've known that I'm gay since around
12 or 13 years old. To describe my self, well lets just say the twinks say
troll and the bears say hot. Otherwise I'm just a normal guy. I'm 5'10 and
weigh 230 lbs. give or take a few pounds either way depending on what time
of year it is. I've always liked younger guys somewhere between 18 and 30
years old. By the way I'm 40 at the time of this writing.
	It all started when I was in a certain state and bought $20.00
worth of power ball tickets. I don't normally play the lottery but the
jackpot was at 267 million dollars so I figured $20 wouldn't be a bad
investment, if I won. Saturday night came and I was checking my numbers and
said to myself OH SHIT! I won! I was scared I kept looking over my shoulder
to see if anyone was watching me. But hell I was alone. I was a nervous
wreck all weekend.
	Monday morning I called my attorney and my accountant that always
did my taxes and asked what do I do now. Well after some advice I went to
the lottery headquarters and claimed my prize.

I took the cash option and walked away with $112,160,469.00 after the
discount for cash and the taxes were paid. Needless to say when I called my
bank and talked to the bank manager they were very happy I was putting it
in their bank, and what banker wouldn't be happy. I had it set up to give 1
million dollars to each of my brothers and my sister as well as my mom
also.
	Now I'm used to working all my life and now is no different. I told
the company I drove a truck for that I was giving my two weeks notice, and
once they found out why they were very happy also. So when I turned my
truck back in I went to the airport and rented a van and drove the 1900
miles back home. Now I know you're going to say why didn't you just fly. To
tell you the truth I DON'T KNOW. But I needed some time to think. And that
gave me a few days to get my thoughts straight as to what I wanted to do.
	When I made it back home I returned the van and had a good friend
pick me up from the airport rental car return. Our first stop was dinner of
course. It was then I told my friend Pattie we also needed to make a stop
at the car dealership on the way home. (she didn't know about the money
yet). Now Pattie works as hard or harder than I do and she has been a great
friend so I decided to show my appreciation and get her a car too. She just
didn't know it yet.  We started looking at Chevy Tahoe's and I asked her
which one she liked. Well imagine the look on her face when I told the
salesman I would give him $32,000.00 cash for each of these new cars.  He
laughed and said yeah right.

I should tell you I'm a jeans and t-shirt kind of guy and this day was no
different. I asked him to go get the owner of the dealership and I would
just deal with someone in charge instead of a flunky.

When I talked to the owner he asked if I would mind if he called my bank. I
hit the speed dial on my cell phone and handed it to him. After he realized
it was the bank and the manager told him I was more than able to write a
personal check for any amount I wanted up to 112 million, well he had to
sit down real quick. I informed him that I can be a real asshole when it
comes to spending money and if he wanted my business that I would not put
up with people questioning my ability to pay for something.

 His answer was a very excited "no problem".

	He called the rude salesman back in and told him to go get the two
cars we were looking at and bring them to the service department and have
them serviced and filled with gas right away, they had half an hour to get
them ready and if the service manager had a problem to have him call
him. Now Pattie was sitting there listening to all of this and not saying a
word.

When the owner asked if we would like something to drink while the cars
were being readied I told him I'm have a Pepsi and Pattie told him she
would have a Mountain Dew and he went to get them.

It was then Pattie asked me what in the hell was going on.

I just said you're sitting here with a millionaire.

She said I know this is a big dealership.

I laughed and said no dammit I'm the millionaire.

She says WHAT!

Then I told her about the lottery winnings and she said ``good for you''
finally something good happened to you. I should tell you that Pattie has
stood by me through a lot of guys and a lot more assholes that just wanted
to use me. I also told her I also made arrangements to pay her house off. I
told her it was the least I could do since she let me stay there for nine
months and didn't charge me rent.
	By the time the owner got back with our drinks Pattie had the whole
story about the lottery and why I was buying two new cars. You see one was
her birthday present. I informed the owner I would be back to make more
purchases if I liked the service I got. He really started sucking up then
and I told him I didn't expect special treatment but I wont put up with
idiots in suits (car salesmen) either. He told me if I ever had a problem
his door was always open. I got to thinking 112 million opens a lot of
doors. We left the dealership in separate cars this time I went to my
place, and Pattie went to her's to get her husband to ride back and pick
her old truck up.
	The next morning I got up and after having a pot of coffee got
ready and took my new Tahoe out for a ride. I stopped at a small family run
trucking company I used to work for and said my hello's as I do a few times
a year. These are probably the best people I ever worked for and they saw
me go through a lot of bad times. I only left there because I got bored
with the work and went back to hauling heavy equipment.

 After all the hello's I asked the co-owner Jenny if I could talk to her in
private.

She said come one in her office and have a seat.

 After I explained the lottery I know she was happy for me but I think also
a little envious, but then who wouldn't be. I told her I wanted to buy a
large parcel of land like 100-200 acres somewhere in the area that was a
good price. And that I wanted to have my dream house built.

She said I have the right person for you and started going through her
rolodex until she found the name of a realtor friend of hers. After a brief
conversation where I told her what I was looking for she said give her a
day or two and she would call me back.

I also asked jenny if she thought Chad her husband would help me spec out a
truck.

She said good lord what in the world do you want with a truck.

So I told her I planned on doing some traveling in style and that's how I
wanted to do it. Well now Chad is over 60 and this man goes to work at 6
am. feeding their cattle and then runs the shop to keep their trucks and
trailers in tip top shape.

She said I don't think he would mind, in fact he might enjoy spending
someone else's money for a change.

We both laughed.  So she called Chad on the intercom and asked him to come
in the office. Well true to form here he comes covered in dirt and grease -
which is sort of normal, I told you the man doesn't mind working. I
explained what I needed help with and how I was able to do it and you
should have seen his smile.

He told me he would be happy to help me spec a truck out.

I said not just one but two trucks.

Then his eyes really lit up. Since it was almost noon and being a diabetic
he has to eat on a tight schedule, Jenny excused herself to walk over to
their house to fix his lunch. Chad and I talked a little while and he
called the Kenworth truck dealer he deals with and said he was bringing a
new customer for him in the morning.

I asked him what would be a good time to meet him tomorrow

He said pick him up at 8 am.

I then left him as his lunch was ready and told him to tell Jenny bye for
me and see them in the morning.

That afternoon I went to a couple mobile home dealers to see what they had
in stock. Now I know what you're thinking multi-millionaire and going to
buy a mobile home? Well you have to realize I was living in a small one
bedroom apartment and was not going to stay there for the 8-9 months it
would take to build my dream house and I had not even talked to a
contractor yet.

 Besides after the house is finished I can always use the mobile for live
in help so they would have a place with some privacy. The second dealer I
stopped at had what I was looking for. A triple wide log home with a huge
kitchen. I love to cook and also this one had a Jacuzzi in the master
bedroom (see I'm not as cheap and you thought).

We agreed on a price of $78,000 which included delivery, set up, the well,
and septic system. It also included a few special appliances in the
kitchen.

I told him I was looking for property as we spoke and as soon as the
paperwork was all signed that I wanted everything set up and ready to move
in to within a week.
 He said it might be a little tough with the well and septic system being
done at the same time but he would contact a couple of contractors he dealt
with that didn't have a problem meeting a deadline. He did say that it
might require a little more money to get the permits and inspectors to
cooperate.

It was my turn to say no problem.

	As I was driving home I was stopped at a traffic light and suddenly
someone broke my window and stuck a gun to my head and said get outta da
car man.

Well I'm not stupid so I got out. Luckily I had my cell phone in my pocket
and Mr. Carjacker didn't see it. As soon as he was moving I called 911 and
got the police headed that way. Now here I am standing on a street corner
with just my cell phone and my new car gone. It seemed like hours before
the cops showed up. I felt like I should have called 1-800-DOUGH-NUT but it
was only about 10 minutes actually.

Well the cops really didn't believe I had a new car with no insurance on
it. Why do I need insurance I'm rich. I did have liability I'm not stupid,
but no theft or collision.

When I told him I paid cash for it yesterday he got an attitude asking if I
was some kind of drug dealer or something.

He wouldn't believe the lottery story

 When he found I had about 5000 cash on me

H He said I must be down here dealing drugs or something and said he was
arresting me on suspicion or drug dealing.

I just told him he was making a very big mistake and said he had better get
his supervisor here right now or I would own this city by the time I was
done. Well you know he must have heard that one before because before I
knew it I was also being charged with disorderly conduct and resisting
arrest.

When he got me to the police station I told the jerk I would like my one
phone call.

He said you can call all you want but it aint gonna make any difference.

Well I called Pattie and asked her to call her sister in D.C. you see her
sister is a lawyer in a big Washington law firm. Well within an hour a very
nicely dressed attorney came to the station looking for me.

After talking to me we called my banker and she verified where my money
came from and it was not from drugs. Now Jim as I found out was my
attorney's name then called the chief of police himself and told him if he
didn't want a lawsuit the likes the state has never seen before he'd better
get his ass over here in the next 10 minutes. (and you think money don't
mean power).

When the police chief arrived actually in 9 minutes and out of breath my
attorney handed him a fax from my banker informing him of where and how
much my money came from. I didn't think the fat fucker could get any redder
than he was but he did.

He called the asshole arresting officer in and told him to take the god
dammed cuffs off of me right fucking now. Now it was officer asshole's turn
to turn red.

He said he just caught a drug dealer

The police chief got even madder if that was possible and told him no you
fuckin idiot you just arrested and honest citizen, that was car jacked. and
this citizen was able to buy the whole fucking town if he wanted to
including the god dammed police force. Now get the dam cuffs off of him or
you're fired!

Well I know from experience that no cop likes to loose an arrest especially
if he was just told by the chief to let that person go.

He finally took the cuffs off,

I told him if he was done harassing law abiding citizens he should go find
my fucking car. You know I really think he wanted to hit me right then, but
I think he engaged his brain what little one he had and decided against it.

The police chief ordered him out and then started telling me how sorry he
was this happened and really started sucking up.

I told the chief he wasn't the one that should be sucking up it was the
idiot that arrested me that should be.

He said that officer will never be on the streets alone again.

 I told him he shouldn't be on the streets period with his attitude. That
it could get him killed if he tried this shit on someone that wasn't as
nice as I am. I told him I needed to speak to my attorney alone for a few
minutes and make some calls and I would need a ride home after this was
over.

The chief said he would be happy to take me home himself.

 I said no that just a regular officer without an attitude would do.

The chief left us alone and I told my attorney he did dam good and fast
work and if he didn't mind having a gay client I could use a dam good
attorney.

Jim said he didn't care if I slept with farm animals as long as I paid my
bill. And after what I told the asshole cop that he would actually enjoy
having a normal person as a client.

I told him that after we got my money back that the cop took as drug money
I would gladly pay him his retainer. After about a 30 second talk with the
chief again I had my money and my attorney had his too.

I told the chief I was ready to go home since they had not found my car yet
and he said he would get an officer to take me wherever I needed to go. As
we were walking over to the desk sergeant a really hot looking young
officer came in to start his shift.

I tugged on the chief's shirt sleeve and told him that nice officer right
there could take me.

The chief looked a little puzzled but said ok. He went over to the officer
and briefly explained to him what was going on and to take me wherever I
needed to go and do what ever I needed him to do.

Boy when I heard that my mind really got to thinking what I would like to
do with this guy.

The chief brought the officer over and said this is officer Trent Jones and
he will be happy to take you where ever you need to go until your car is
found or you get another one.

I thought HOT DAMM.

Officer Jones and I went out to his car and he seemed a little scared at
first.

I told him I didn't have anything against cops, just against assholes that
abuse their badge. I also informed him I have a good friend that is a
police chief back in my hometown. I also told him that I'm not intimidated
because I know he puts his pants on the same way I do and there isn't a
whole lot of difference in what's in them either. He looked at me and sort
of grinned and then began to relax a little.

He told me the chief told me I was your personal chauffeur until you had
transportation again.

I was surprised but he was a little more surprised when I told him that I
picked him out of the bunch of guys coming on at shift change.

He said I'm nothing special, just a guy doing my job.

I told him he was the hottest guy in the whole place and if I had to ride
around with a guy with a gun he might as well be the hottest mother fucker
in the place.

We both laughed at that, and I couldn't believe I said it myself.

Trent asked me where I wanted to go.

I said I had some ideas but I didn't think he would want to know at this
time.

He said I have an idea.

I said oh yeah.

He said I think you're gay, too.

Well my mouth dropped open and he started laughing again. Well we spent
some time just talking and riding around and getting to know each other. I
said how about we head over to my place and I'll get changed and we can go
get something to eat.

Trent said that's fine he would wait in the car while I changed.

 I said bullshit you're coming in too, besides that fucker that took my car
has my house keys too.

I said dam the apartment manager is really gonna love me. I said oh shit
what if he comes in in the middle of the night or something to rob the
place. I said it jokingly but in a serious voice.

Trent said I'll protect you.

I told him I might get used to having my own personal protector.

He then informed me he was there to "protect and to serve".

I said you got a deal!

I should tell you a little about Trent. He told me he is 25 has been a cop
for 3 years since he got out of the navy. Dam and I do have a soft spot for
soldiers too. He's 6'2 maybe 180 lbs. of all muscle I found out later,
blond hair cut short of course and some killer sexy blue eyes. Did I tell
you I'm a sucker for blonds too?

We went to the apartment manager and Trent told her what happened and she
gave me an extra key and said they would be more than happy to change my
locks in the morning.

I told her that would be that would be fine because officer Jones would be
staying the night because sometimes these carjackers come back and try to
rob the owners homes.

When we got outside Trent said what kind of bullshit was that?

I said good bullshit she believed it.

He said she sure did.

We got to my place and as the protector that Trent is he insisted on going
in and checking things out first. I thought I could really get to like this
guy.

He came back out and said everything looks ok except the bedroom,

I said oh.

 He said yeah it looks like only one person sleeps there.

I said that's true but there's always room for one more person. He gave me
that sly grin again.

We got inside and I closed and locked the door and as I turned around Trent
was right there,

I said what's wrong.

He said you have something on your face and reached his hand up to the side
of my face and ran his long slender fingers around my neck and pulled me
close to him and gently kissed me. When he pulled back he gave me a look
like what did you think of that.

I said I think there's something still there you better try again. He
pulled me close again and we really kissed this time. He practically raped
my mouth with his tongue, I was in heaven. I reached up and started
unbuttoning his shirt and he said hold on a second. He reached down and
undid his gun belt, the belt that goes under the gun belt and laid them
both on the table. He came back over and said where were we. I said right
here and pulled him in close and started kissing him and finished
unbuttoning his shirt.

By this time I was down to his neck and trying to undo the Velcro straps
that holds his bullet proof vest at the same time. I got the vest off of
him and started pulling his t-shirt out of his pants. I ran one hand up
under his shirt and found the most perfect chest any man could have. I
pulled his t-shirt off and just stood there staring.

He said what's wrong.

I said not a dam thing, you're beautiful and sexy as hell. He had good size
pecs and a good 6 pack going for him and a perfect light blond treasure
trail leading right into his pants.

He started pulling my shirt off and in between our kissing he finally got
it off. I was also squeezing that fine ass of his

 He reached back and grabbed my hand and said here try this, and moved my
hand right down to his crotch

I said oh my god you're not only hard but huge. I unfastened his belt the
normal one this time and undid his pants and slid my hand in I had to get a
better feel for what I was about to get.

Well I couldn't wait any longer and dropped to my knees and pulled his
pants and his black boxer briefs down and got slapped in the face by what
was the biggest dick I'd ever seen.

I gasped and said oh my god again!

Trent laughed and asked if I was gonna start praying

I said no but I'd beg if you want me too.

He said I wouldn't have to beg I could have all of it and him I could
handle.

I said I want it all in me but wasn't sure where I wanted to start.

He pulled me back up to my feet and kissed me again and said he knew where
to put it to do the most good,

I said where? He just gave me that sly grin again and led me to the
bedroom. He practically ripped my pants off and started playing with my ass

I told him he had at least two hours before he had to stop that.

He said just remember what you said when I'm plowing your ass with my big
dick.

I said I know you will remind me if I forget.

He grabbed the lube I keep on the nightstand and started working it in my
ass and I slid around I had to have a taste of him. I started licking and
sucking his big dick and he said to keep going you're doing fine. At the
same time he was working a couple fingers in my ass, I could tell he knew
what he was doing.

Trent asked if I was ready for the real thing

I said hell yes, but just take it easy.

Well he flipped me over on my back and said he likes to watch a guys face
when he takes his monster. He poured more lube on his dick and started
working it in inch by inch. He had about 3 inches in and started a slow
pumping motion and giving me a little bit more each time. By the time he
got close to six inches in me I was moaning like a bitch in heat. That's
when we heard the door open.



Sorry about the cliff hanger but I had to stop somewhere.  There is more to
come.

Have any comments or suggestions let me know trkrbtm4topson@aol.com