Date: Mon, 27 Sep 2010 12:03:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: Henry Brooks <hankster1430@bellsouth.net>
Subject: The Tales of Rick and Alec Tale Four:  Under the Palm Trees

The Tales of Rick and Alec
Tale Four:
Under The Palm Trees

Rick and Alec had one night to practice their trades before the hustle and
bustle of New Year's Eve.  It was December 30th and the restaurant was
relatively quiet.  The regular patrons were saving their money and energy
for the next night.

Rick arrived early.  He filled out some employment information; address and
social security number.  Marty and Tyler had given their new friends, and
fuck buddies, permission to use their telephone number until they could
afford to get a land phone or cell phones.

Rick waited on the lunch crowd, and the day manager was more than pleased.
He told him to stay for the dinner hour, and he could eat his own dinner
before the customers arrived.

Alec arrived at 4:30, filled out some employment papers also, and ate
dinner with the staff.  After that he set up his props, a single chair, and
a large bowl for tips.  He placed a dollar bill in the bowl, and sat down
on the chair.  He started to play the guitar for a while before he began to
sing.  He played all during the dinner hour, while Rick was one of several
waiters keeping the customers pleased with the food, drinks and especially
the service.  Every time Alec started to take a short break, the diners
begged him to keep singing.

The club hired one entertainer to perform each night.  The customers knew
that if they wanted to hear a piano player, they could come around on
Monday.  If they wanted to see a comedian, then Tuesday was their night.
Karaoke was Sunday night and so on.  The entertainer that night was a well
known local drag queen, who called herself Miss Fantasy.  She came in
around 9:30 in full drag costume, and when Alec had finished a set, she
said to him, "Hey man, you are gorgeous.  You're voice is something else.
Thanks for warming up this light crowd for me."

"My pleasure," Alec responded.  She kissed Alec on the top of his crew cut
head.

By 10 PM the dining room was closed, and the lounge was beginning to fill.
Miss Fantasy was lip syncing and moving among the crowd.  Alec and Rick got
ready to go home.  The waiters did their own bussing, so Rick did not have
to split his tips.  Both their pockets were bulging with dollar bills, and
this did not count the tips Rick had been given on credit cards.  That
would come with his first pay check, and it was an even greater amount than
the cash tips he had received that night.  Besides the cash, both men had
been offered huge sums of money by older patrons to come home and spend the
night with them.  They diplomatically declined, but flirted enough to make
the customers smile and want to return.

In their apartment, they flattened out the paper money and placed them in
denomination order.  They were shocked to find some fives among the
singles.  All in all between the two of them, they had $127.00.

"And this was a light night," Alec reminded Rick.  Can you imagine what New
Year's Eve should be like?  We'd better open a bank account.  We can't keep
toting around all our earnings."  They showered and went to bed too
exhausted for anything else.

"I'll get you in the morning," Rick promised Alec.  "But don't knock me
out.  I'm working lunch, and tomorrow we're serving dinners until 3 AM and
closing at 4.  I'll need all my strength."

"I'm only working my regular hours, so I'll go easy on you," Alec pledged.
"I'm joining Marty and Tyler after my gig, and I'll wait for you."

They wrapped themselves up in each other's arms, fondled their partner's
cock, and fell asleep that way.

Marty and Tyler did not come to dinner until 10 PM on New Year's Eve.  They
requested to be seated at a table in Rick's station.  When Alec finished
his gig, he joined them.  The table was beautifully decorated with confetti
and noise makers.  When a staff member finished his shift, the management
allowed them one free drink.  Rick took their drink orders and told them
that Marty and Tyler's first drinks were on him.  When they objected, he
winked at them.  He also let them know that they had booked the last table
turnover for the night, and after dinner they could stay at their table to
celebrate the coming of the New Year or they could go to the lounge.

"I think we'll stay here," Tyler said.  "You're part of our celebration,
Rick."

When the huge crowd began to count down the seconds until midnight, Rick
stood by their table.  He grabbed Alec and they began to kiss passionately.
"I am so lucky," he whispered to Alec, "I have everything I want now."

When Tyler and Marty were finished kissing each other, the four men kissed
each other and embraced in a group hug.

"Don't go home tonight," Marty begged.  "Sleep in our apartment."  They all
hugged tighter, which meant a resounding YES.

Alec thought, I have a loving partner, good friends, a roof over my head,
and a job.  What more could a guy ask for?

They got home that night exhausted, but too excited for sleep.  It was
decided that Alec and Tyler would sleep together that night, and Marty and
Rick would make a pair, since it had been the opposite way the first time
the four had made love together.  Each of the two couples got each other
off in a hot game of sixty nine, and then Marty suggested that they could
all four fuck each other, but with two guys in the middle.  Obviously one
of them would be left out, but that could be remedied later.

Rick drew the short straw.  He lay down on his back with his ass at the
edge of the bed.  Tyler then greased himself up good and entered him.  Alec
then entered Tyler, and Marty entered Alec.  None of them moved for a time
as they got used to each other.  Marty was the first to move, stroking
slowly at first and then a little faster.  The others picked up the pace
and soon all four were stroking to the same rhythm, with Rick thrusting
instead of stroking.

One after the other they came.  Rick's prostate was in overdrive, but
somehow he managed not to cum, using sheer will power.  When at last they
separated, Rick put Marty on his back on the bed, and he entered Marty.  He
had not cum before but he was aching to do so.  With Tyler and Alec
cheering him on, he came screaming, and gushed up Marty's ass.  Marty
moaned in pleasure.  They lay still for quite awhile before separating.
They were now more than satisfied.  Each one had cum orally, and each one
had cum anally, and each one had enjoyed a cock in his mouth and up his
ass.  They couldn't think of a better way to celebrate a New Year, and a
new life for Alec and Rick.

Alec and Rick returned to their own apartment to shower and sleep, but they
all agreed to meet back at Tyler and Marty's for brunch the next day.

At about 11 AM the following morning, Alec and Rick were still asleep when
they were awakened by loud knocking on their door.  Rick jumped out of bed.
"Who is it?" he croaked.

"It's Tyler.  Alec has a call from Ryan at The Golden Cockerel," He called
through the door, trying not to make too much noise.  Alec jumped up.  He
was shaking and all he could think about was that he was being fired.
Without realizing that he was naked, he ran down the hall and grabbed the
phone in his friends' living room.  Marty was still asleep in the bedroom.

"Alec," Ryan said.  "I've got a dilemma.  The singer for tonight just
called and said that he was fed up singing down here and getting nowhere.
He's going back to New York.  As you know, we're closed today for lunch,
but we are opening for dinner.  Do you think you could do dinner and then
sing in the lounge after that?  Would it be too much for you?  The gig in
the lounge is $150.00 a night plus whatever tips you make."

"I'm your man," Alec beamed.  "I'll see you later, and thanks Ryan."

Alec grabbed Tyler and kissed him.  Alec forgot he was naked and Tyler did
what comes instinctively.  He grabbed Alec's cock and started stroking it.
Alec got hard immediately and Tyler fell to his knees.  He took Alec into
him, and it wasn't long before Alec gushed several streamers down his
throat.

"Wow," Alec said.  "Thanks for the wake up call."

"Don't mention it," Tyler said.  "What are we celebrating?"

"It looks like I'll be playing the lounge on Friday night's."

That night Alec went right from the restaurant to the lounge.  Rick said he
would have his one free drink, and meet him at home when he was done.  Alec
played from 10 PM until 2 AM, taking a ten minute break every twenty
minutes.  On one of his breaks, he was approached by a middle aged man who
looked like he was right out of GQ.  He really stood out in a crowd of
scantily dressed twentyish year olds.

"Hi," the man said.  "My name is Curtis James.  You have an incredible
voice.  I work for the Fox affiliate out of Miami.  Every year we hold
auditions for American Idol.  If you are the winner, you can audition first
for the show, and not have to wait it out with thousands of others."

Alec had no idea what the man was talking about.  "What's American Idol?"
he asked in all innocence.  Curtis looked at him in astonishment.

"You really don't know?" he asked. Alec was not about to relate to him the
circumstances under which he had lived since he was fourteen, and the fact
that he hadn't seen a TV show since the night he had been brutally raped by
his foster father.  Alec just shook his head.

"Well, my handsome young stud," Curtis said, "It's a national singing
competition.  The winner not only gets a recording contract, but more money
than you ever dreamed of.  The top ten also tour the country after the
competition.  Some of the non winners have hit it big also, after having
been exposed to the country.  Look, here's my card."  Curtis reached into
his wallet and handed Alec his card.  "The local competition is on March 1.
The regular auditions begin in the summer.  The judges are doing Miami in
July.  Come to my office on March 1, and I'll personally escort you into
the competition studio."

Six homeless years on the streets had made Alec very suspicious.  He was
just waiting for the man to come on to him in return for offering him this
opportunity, but it never happened.  Instead the man said, "Let's not talk
so much, young man.  I just want to hear you sing." Alec stuffed the card
into his pocket, and went back to work.  By the time he got home that
night, he had forgotten all about the card Curtis had given him.

He found Rick fast asleep on top of the covers.  He was lying on his back
and his limp dick hung down invitingly over his balls.  Alec shut the light
and got undressed in the near darkness.  The room was romantically lit by
moonlight.  Instead of getting into bed on his side, he stood over Rick,
leaned down and took Rick's cock into his mouth.  Rick moaned and stirred,
but he didn't awaken immediately.  After a short time, Alec could tell from
Rick's moans, and the way his ass had begun to squirm, that he was awake
and fully enjoying Alec's little present.  With his usual scream, Rick
squirted copiously into Alec's waiting receptacle.

Alec refrained from swallowing.  Instead he kissed Rick with open lips and
the two lovers shared Rick's juices together.  Finally Alec climbed into
bed.  The two men embraced and fell fast asleep.

They both worked six days a week.  Sunday was a day off for each of them.
There was no formal entertainment on that day.  The restaurant and the
lounge both featured karaoke all evening.  The Sunday waiters and some of
the bartenders were mostly college students who worked part time on Sundays
and filled in for ailing regulars when needed.  There were a few Sunday
mornings when Rick had suggested attending a gay church he had heard about.
Rick had been given a very strict religious upbringing.  Alec would have
none of it.  "Nonsense," he called it.  He asserted that if God really
existed, he would not have taken his father and left him so destitute at
such a young age.  Instead Sunday mornings were spent cleaning house and
doing laundry.

Before putting any clothes in the wash machine, Rick always checked the
pockets.  He emptied the trousers Alec had worn Friday evening at his gig.
He found a few used tissues and a business card.  He threw away the tissues
and pocketed the business card.  He intended to ask Alec what he was doing
with the business card of a Fox executive.  But now it was his turn to
forget about it.

Back in the apartment, Alec was finishing up the house cleaning.  They
never folded the sofa bed anymore unless they were expecting company.  It
seems that they were constantly hopping into bed to play.  After the
laundry and the housework were done, they planned on having brunch out.
While the wash machine was churning, they had time for a little horse play.
They never passed up an opportunity.

Later on, while they were having Sunday brunch, Rick remembered the card
and asked Alec about it.  When Alec told him what it was all about, Rick
got really excited.  He was very familiar with American Idol and he
immediately said, "Alec this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.  You have
to do it.  If you don't want to do it for yourself, then do it for us."

The current season of American Idol was half completed.  Rick had purchased
a Sunday paper and he searched the TV listings for American Idol.  They
would both be working during the next show, but Marty and Tyler had a TV
set and a VCR and Rick intended to ask them to tape the show so Alec could
see what it was all about.  The show aired Tuesday evening and results were
broadcast on Wednesday evening.  When Rick told Tyler and Marty why he
wanted them to tape the show, they became more excited than Rick.  Only
Alec remained mistrusting, disbelieving and very blasé.

Tyler and Marty were in school all day Tuesday, but when Rick and Alec got
home a little after 10 PM, they all got comfortable in front of the TV set,
and Marty inserted the tape into the VCR.  After each of the remaining
seven contestants had completed their singing, and been mostly bashed by
the judges, one or the other of them would say, "Alec, you're much better
than that."

When the tape was over, Rick hugged Alec and pleaded, "Do it baby.  You
have a real shot at it."

"We'll see," Alec answered without much conviction.  He kept thinking that
life had been pretty cruel to him, and he had no reason to believe he would
even make the show.  Still, ever since he had met Rick, his fortunes had
dramatically improved.  Suddenly, he gasped.  He distinctly heard a voice
whisper in his ear.  Do it Alec.  It was his father's voice.  He would know
that voice anywhere.  Rick had told him that he had seen a man in their
apartment and that it was Alec's father.  Alec had scoffed at him and told
him to stop drinking.

"What's wrong?" Rick asked him.

"Nothing baby," he answered.  "I just decided that I'll audition.  What
have I got to lose?"

On July 7th, Alec entered the posh hotel in downtown Miami.  His guitar
hung from it's strap over his shoulder.  He had a folder full of
credentials, and when he presented them at a check in desk, he was awarded
a name tag and the number 12.  The pretty girl at the table directed him to
a large auditorium.  He was to be the twelfth audition among all the other
regional winners.  He panicked when he saw so many people in the room and
the thousands more waiting outside.

I'm crazy, he thought.  What the fuck am I doing here?

He was about to bolt out of the room, when a young man stuck his hand out
at him and said, "Hey man, how yer doin'?  I'm Andy from Delaware."  He
shook Alec's hand vigorously, and Alec realized he had no visible means of
escape.  "I won my regional in Philadelphia," Andy continued.  "Where are
you from?"

Alec's stomach was in knots.  He wanted so much to bolt out of there, but
he got himself together and sat down next to Andy.  "I'm Alec from
Ft. Lauderdale, Florida."

"Pleased to meet ya Alec.  I'm wishin' you the best of luck.  Wouldn't it
be great if we both went on to Hollywood?"

"Yeah sure," Alec grumbled.  He noted that Andy's number was 11, and he
reasoned that Andy would be so good the judges wouldn't even consider him.
Alec went into a deep funk and withdrew into himself.  Suddenly he could
hear Rick in the back of his mind, admonishing him to stay positive.  Good
old Rick had given him a pep talk before he took the Tri Rail to Miami.

I wish I could stay positive, he thought.  Then he heard another voice.
This one did not come from the back of his head.  This one spoke directly
into his ear.  "Stop fretting, boy.  You're a winner."  It was definitely
his dad. Alec gave out an involuntary sob.

"What's wrong?" Andy asked.  "Do you need help?"

Alec brightened.  "No," he said.  "I'm fine and dandy.  What the hell!  We
have nothing to lose.  Let's relax, have fun, and enjoy the moment."  The
two young men gave each other a high five.

"Hey Alec," Andy said.  "Where are you staying tonight?  I've got
reservations in a small motel near the airport.  My plane leaves tomorrow
afternoon, win or lose."

Without thinking, Alec answered.  "I'm going home after the audition.  If
you want to save the motel costs, I can give you a sleeping bag and you can
stay with me."

Andy's eyes lit up.  "That would be great," he said.  Then he hesitated,
before he said, "Can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

"I have no motel room.  I hitched rides down here and I'll be going back
the same way.  My family supports me emotionally, but they don't have a pot
to pee in to help me out financially.  I'm sorry I lied," he added.  Poor
Andy looked so sad.

"It's OK man," Alec soothed him.  "I was homeless and hitched down to
Florida from Maine in the winter.  I know what it's like to be broke.  I
was out on the streets from the time I was fourteen until recently."  Andy
looked like he might cry so Alec put his arm around him and was shocked
when Andy put his head on Alec's shoulder.  It was an awkward moment so
Alec disengaged himself and pulled out his cell phone.  He and Rick had
invested in cell phone service after earning their first week's bounty of
wages and tips.

He dialed Rick who answered on the first ring.  "Relax buddy," Alec said.
I haven't auditioned yet.  Would you please borrow a sleeping bag from
Marty and Tyler?  I'm bringing home an overnight guest."

"Is he cute?" Rick asked jokingly.

"Adorable.  No I won't call you after the audition.  You'll have to wait
and see."

Hours later, Rick paced up and down.  Alec had not called and it was dinner
time.  He should be home by now.  Rick was certain that Alec had failed to
make the cut and was reluctant to come home.  Suddenly the phone rang.  It
was Alec.

"We're on the train," he said, "I'll tell you all about it when I get
home."  Rick was relieved, but it bothered him that he could not read yes
or no in Alec's tone.

On the train Alec decided to tell Andy about his living arrangements, lest
he be shocked later, run out, and have no place to go.

"Andy, I gotta tell you something," Alec began.  "I'm gay and I have a
partner.  We sleep nude.  You are still welcome to sleep over in a sleeping
bag, but if that grosses you out, you can get off the train in Ft
Lauderdale.  At least you'll be thirty miles closer to home, that is, if
you are still heading north."

"No problem, Alec," Andy responded.  "I've often wondered what and how you
gay guys get yourself off.  Can I watch?"

Alec was stunned, and he felt a jolt in his groin.  "I think it would be a
turn on for me, but I'd have to leave it up to Rick."

"Fair enough," Andy responded.  They sat in silence the rest of the trip.

When they entered the apartment, Alec took Andy's knapsack and put it in
the closet.  The little kitchen table was set for three, and a bridge chair
was squeezed in at the table.  Alec introduced Andy to Rick, who
remembering Tyler's first greeting, hugged Andy instead of shaking his
hand.

"Watch it stud," Alec said.  "Andy's straight."

"Oops, sorry," Rick muttered.

"No need to be sorry.  You didn't do anything wrong or make me feel
uncomfortable,"
 Andy said, and he gave Rick another hug.

"Enough bullshit," Rick suddenly yelled.  "What the hell happened?  Tell me
before I bust."

"Sit down," Alec ordered.  "I'm afraid I have bad news."  Rick's jaw
dropped.  Alec continued.  "You will have to be alone for however long it
takes me to be eliminated from the competition, and if I make the top ten,
you'll have to be alone while I'm on tour.  Are you badly upset?" he asked
and broke out laughing.

Rick jumped up and started to kiss Alec passionately with an open mouth.
The two of them erected immediately and ground their cocks together.  Then
Rick remembered Andy, who was smiling at them and had his hand on his
heart.  "So sorry," Rick said.

"Never be sorry to have someone to love.  There's not enough love in this
world," Andy said.  He buried his head in his hands and started to cry.
Rick and Alec immediately embraced him.  His shoulders were heaving, and
when finally he calmed down, Rick said, "I made a beef stew guys.  How
about it?"

Andy and Alec went separately to the bath room to wash up.  Rick could see
that Andy was trying to slow down, but he was eating like he hadn't eaten
in weeks.  Alec caught Rick's eyes and thoughts.  He nodded and Rick knew
that he was right.

They were just cleaning up, when there was a knock at the door.  Marty and
Tyler burst in and were surprised to see a third party in the room.  They
quickly recovered and demanded to know what had happened.  Fearing that
Alec would toy with them, Rick yelled out, "He's going to Hollywood."  Are
you guys going to make sure I won't get blue balls while he's gone?"  They
all laughed except Andy.  He was unused to such talk, and he blushed a deep
crimson.

After Tyler and Marty were introduced to Andy, Rick said, "Oh my God, Andy,
I am so sorry.  I never asked about you."

Andy smiled broadly.  "I'm going to Hollywood with Alec.  We asked, and we
can room together.  Isn't that great?"

"Do you guys want to join us at your place of employment tonight?" Tyler
asked.

"No we took the day off and we'd better leave it that way," Alec said.
"It's been a rough day and we just all want to relax.  Besides I've got
lots to talk to Andy about.  You guys go on and we'll catch you tomorrow."

"OK, but don't the three of you start playing without us," Tyler quipped.

"Andy's straight so mind your tongues.  In fact keep them in your mouths,"
Alec quipped.  Tyler looked embarrassed and Marty hit him on the shoulder.

After they left, the three men sat down at the table.  They sensed that
Alec wanted to talk.  He did, but he seemed to be addressing Rick.

"Rick honey," he began (Andy raised his eyebrows.  He wasn't used to one
man calling another, honey.)  "Andy is broke, and he would have to hitch
hike home.  If he's willing, and doesn't mind sleeping on the floor in a
sleeping bag, I'd like to ask him to stay with us until we leave for
Hollywood."  Before Rick could answer, Alec continued, this time addressing
Andy.

"Andy, I'm pretty sure we can get you a job where we work.  Have you ever
waited on tables?"

"Many times," came the answer.

"Would you mind if it was in a gay bar?  You're a hunk, and are apt to be
hit on.  Would that bother you?"

"I don't know," Andy answered. "It has never happened to me."

"So what's your answer?" Alec asked.  Andy looked at Rick, who nodded and
smiled.  Rick's only thought was that now he and Alec had a chance to pay
it forward for the kindness shown them by Tyler and Marty.

Andy nodded with tears in his eyes. "I swear I'll pay you for my room and
board as soon as I can,"

"I know you will, Andy," Alec said.  "Now we have one more hurdle."  He
looked at Rick.  "I told Andy that we sleep nude and that since we live in
one room, he will have to put up with us making love whenever the mood
strikes us."  Rick looked stunned.  "Furthermore," Alec continued, "he said
he'd like to watch.  It would be a turn on for me.  How about you?"

"Jerk," Rick said.  "You should know by now that whatever turns you on,
turns me on.  Are you really Ok with this Andy?"

"Damn straight," Andy said.  Then realizing how that came out, he laughed
and said, "Oops."  Everyone laughed.

"I've got one more confession," Andy said, looking at Alec.  "I told you
that I am straight, and I'm sure I am, but I'm a virgin.  I have never
slept with a woman either.  I only know I'm straight because of the way I
feel about girls, and when I jack off I fantasize about the opposite sex."

"That's Ok with me," Alec said.  "I am not bigoted against straights."
Once again they all laughed.

"All this talk about sex has made me hot," Rick said.  "I'm going to the
bathroom first and getting ready for bed."  In a flash, he disappeared into
the bathroom while Andy and Alec got the sleeping bag ready.

"Please. Let's put it on your side of the bed," Andy requested. " It seems
right seeing as how we are going to be room mates."

Moments later Rick came out of the bathroom.  He was naked and fully erect.
It was only natural for Andy to check him out and say, "Wow."

As Rick sat down on the bed on top of the covers, he said, "Save your wows.
Wait until you see Alec."  In a short time Alec joined Rick on the bed.

"You don't have to sleep nude like us," Alec said.  "Do whatever you are
comfortable with."

Andy went into the bathroom.  He took much longer than Rick and Alec
because he treated his body to a very long shower.  He hadn't done more
than wash himself in rest stops for several days.  When he came out of the
bathroom he was naked, but unlike Rick and Alec, he was flaccid.

"You're a wow yourself," Rick said.  He turned off the bedside lamp.  The
room was not plunged into darkness.  Moonlight bathed the small apartment.

"Are you sure I can watch?" Andy asked.

"Absolutely," they both answered.

Rick threw himself on top of Alec and they began a duel of tongues.  They
ground their cocks together and twisted and moaned.  They couldn't see, of
course, but Andy was beginning to get hard.  He was shocked at what was
happening to him, but made no attempt to turn away.  Instead he began to
stroke his cock slowly.

Rick worked his way down Alec's body until he reached his cock.  He licked
the underside of Alec's shaft a few times, and then turned into a
sixty-nine position.  They began to suck each other and Andy got harder and
stroked faster.  He was surprised that they stopped and didn't get
themselves off.  Minutes later he knew why.  Alec took a tube of lube from
the bedside table and generously greased Rick's ass and his own cock.  Rick
was on his back.  He raised his legs and Alec placed his cock at the entry
to Rick's love hole.  He began to push in and he entered effortlessly.
With Andy watching, Alec was so turned on, he came quickly and Rick was so
hot, he did also.  Rick's cum coated his stomach and Alec's cum was trying
to seep out of Rick's ass.

Andy was shocked when his two hosts started to lick Rick's cum off his body
and swallow it.  Andy was so lost in lust, he had no idea what he was
doing.  He was standing over them desperately whacking off, trying to
attain some relief.  Alec saw him first.  He pushed Andy's hand away and
devoured Andy's cock in his mouth.  When Rick was aware of what was going
on, he got out of bed, and approached Andy from the rear.  At first he
thought he would fuck him, but he thought better of it and started to lick
Andy's crack.  Every time his mouth made a slight entry, Andy moaned and
his whole body shivered.  He came gushing stream after stream into Alec's
mouth.  Alec wasn't sure if he should, but he stood up and kissed Andy,
passing Andy's cum into his own mouth.  It came as a pleasant surprise that
Andy kissed back, and swallowed what was offered him.

The three men lay down on the bed.

"That was awesome," Andy said.  "I had no idea."

"You ain't seen nothing yet," Alec said.  After we recover somewhat, and
maybe have a drink, Rick is going to fuck me.  Keep your eyes open novice.
You might learn a thing or two."

Andy reached out and fondled Alec first and then Rick.  "I've never felt
anyone's cock but my own before this," he said.  "It feels so nice, so soft
on the out side, and so hard on the inside.  Thank you guys, thank you."

Rick reached for Andy's cock and it got instantly hard.  "Would you like to
try a little more gay sex?" Rick asked him.

"Absolutely," Andy answered.  "At last, I'm not a virgin any more."

"Technically you are," Alec corrected him.  "How would you like to be the
lucky guy in the middle?"

Andy may have been a virgin, but he knew instantly what Alec meant.

"Take my virginity," Andy said.  "Take all of it."