Date: Thu, 3 Apr 2014 08:37:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: jbalancier9@yahoo.com
Subject: Rocco's Diary Part 5

Rocco's Diary
Jbalancier9@yahoo.com

5th Entry – Rocco, Jeremy, Victor - New York City

Jeremy stayed in bed cursing vodka martinis from the night before. He cried
out so Rocco could hear him say – "God, get your foot off my head."

The aroma of fresh brewed coffee seeped through the air in the
apartment. Rocco was preparing breakfast. He scrambled eggs and cooked some
bacon. He popped some bread in the toaster and poured two glasses of
cranberry juice.

Jeremy finally got out of bed and stood in the doorway wearing only his
underwear. His dick bulged out in the front and he looked hot. A little
messy around the edges, but still hot. "Did we fuck last night or what? He
asked Rocco.

"What's this `We' business? As I remember, I bottomed, and you plugged the
hell out of me."

"Yeah, that right. Thanks for the easy ride."

"Prick!!"

"Please, no compliments. It's too early in the morning."

They sat together at a small kitchen table by a window that overlooked the
street. Rocco poured Jeremy some coffee and put a plate of scrambled in
front of him.

"Thanks Rock. That's beautiful."

"Well, don't let `beautiful' get around." Speaking of which, I have
something for you. You gave me half of the envelope contents that we got
from Randolph."

"Of course"

"Here buddy; I am giving you some back and I will keep the $500, for
spending money."

"No Rock. That belongs to you. I sure as hell wouldn't have fucked that
Spanish bitch. You earned it"

"And I wouldn't have a place to stay, if it wasn't for you." - "We're a
team."

Jeremy took the money and kissed Rocco on the top of his head. "Thanks
Rock."

Rocco knew that Jeremy was behind on his bills and could use the money. It
was a trashy way to earn it – But, they were willing to give Randolph
the show he wanted. So it seemed a fair exchange to Rocco.

Someone tapped on the apartment door.  Jeremy opened the door in his
underwear. It was Raymond, his landlord from downstairs.

"I smell coffee."  Said Ray

"You probably smell underwear, well c'mon in. Rocco is pouring. Want some
breakfast?"

"No just coffee."

The three of them sat in the kitchen munching and drinking coffee.

"I'm going to shower and get dressed. I'm playing checkers with a senior
dude in Washington Sq. Park" "You guys mingle – just talk among
yourself" Jeremy said laughing, trying to imitate Linda Lavin.

Rocco could sense Ray's eyes staring him down. Ray looked over his body
like a hungry alligator.

"No, said Rocco, breaking the silence.

"No, what? Replied Raymond

"I'm not having sex with you. – I'm not."

"Okay." But, if you did, say take your pants off?"

"It would take next month's rent free for Jeremy plus $500." Rocco replied.

"What about a quick hand job?" Raymond asked.

"Same deal, pal" answered Rocco.

Whenever Rocco used the word `pal' it was not a compliment. It was Jersey
Italian for `pain in the ass.'

"Thanks for the coffee. I have to go."  Replied Ray, as he walked towards
the door.

"Anytime, pal."

The door closed and Rocco refilled his cup with coffee.  "What a fuckin
amateur," he thought to himself.

Rocco was still job hunting but was having no luck finding a job at an
upscale restaurant. He read a subway advertisement about employment at the
Freedom Tower site in downtown Manhattan. Much of the Memorial was
completed, but there was still inside work that needed to be finished.

The ad for construction workers played over and over in his head. Rocco
loved construction work. He was built for it and understood how building
had to be done. His former Italian boss in Hoboken used to day – "If you
gonna do a job – you do it right, no half-ass work." He smiled just
thinking about that.

It was a beautiful autumn day in New York. The sun was warm with cool brisk
air coming from the Hudson River. It was delightful. Rocco slung a
lightweight jacket over his shoulder and went for a walk. The engineering
office for the world Trade Center was within walking distance. And that is
exactly where Rocco was headed.

The hiring supervisor who met with Rocco was an older man from Newark and
spoke Italian. Imagine that.

They hit it off right away. Rocco told Mario, his new boss, about his
working experience in Hoboken. Everything was `bello' and Rocco went to
work in the Freedom tower, the following day.

In no time at all, Rocco was saving money from his job. He thought he
should get a place of his own, but Jeremy didn't want him to leave.

Ray had a double apartment, on the first floor available, so the two men
moved downstairs. It was more expensive, but they shared the rent.  Ray was
happy to get the rental income, but now his leverage to fuck Jeremy was
greatly diminished.

Ray decided to offer Jeremy a proposition. He suggested paying the same
cheap rent he was paying before, if Ray could go on fucking him.

Jeremy agreed and Ray fucked him every time he drank and felt horny.  It
didn't bother Jeremy in the lease. He actually enjoyed having Ray inside
him. Ray had a good body, nice cock and lots of experience. He was gentle
and knew what he was doing.  Jeremy got off every time with Ray's fat dick
sliding in and out of his needy hole. Fucking Rocco however, was off
limits. Ray was not in his league, and he didn't need anything from Ray
like Jeremy did.

There was a neighborhood gay bar not far from Washington Square.  Rocco
would stop for a drink and check out the older men in suits.  He was a hot
straight looking construction worker, from the tower site. Young gay dudes
would flock to him, like moths around the flame. They would rub his leg,
touch his butt and flirt with him. Some would buy him drinks, which he felt
guilty accepting. He had more money than they did. But he played the game
well.

Taking a piss in the men's room, some jerk, tried to hold his cock while he
was pissing. Rocco didn't like being touched. He pulled back and looked mad
as hell.

"Let me blow you man. I'll make it worth your while."  Said a nerdy little
queen.

"Fuck off, don't touch me. You can't afford it." Replied Rocco.

"Randolph can."

"What did you say? Asked Rocco

"I said, Randolph can afford it." He repeated "Can we go someplace and talk
for a minute? How about the coffee shop on the corner? Just for a minute?

"No!! Beat it" Rocco said, and left the men's room. He heard the little
dude say, "Please" but kept on walking

Rocco was swigging down the last of his beer and was about to leave. He
spotted the guy from the men's room with a group of gay friends. They
seemed to be laughing and having a good time.

Rocco walked over to the group and put his arm around the young man who
just propositioned him. The guy looked frighten with Rocco's arm around his
neck, but said nothing.

"Hey there honey shorts, can I buy you a coffee?"  And he squeezed his
shoulder.

"Uh, yeah, uh sure. You mean me?"

"Of course champ. I mean you" Replied Rocco.

The look on everyone's face was priceless. There were three sexy gay men in
the group, and Rocco choose the nerdy one to be friendly with. They walked
away in amazement.

"Are you going to beat me up or kill me?" the kid asked "You're mad, huh?"

"No, don't be silly. It's just an act to get rid of the other guys"

"OMG, you really are going to kill me."

"STOP with the drama.  I thought it would be nice to talk to you. I was
rude before."

"Naw, you weren't rude. Everyone brushes me off that way. You give a new
meaning to the word `hunk.' I took a chance because I have seen you
before. I thought a punch on the jaw might be worth it. I guess desperate
tries harder. My name is Victor but please call me Vic or Victor...ah, it
doesn't matter. You won't remember anyway."

"C'mon Vic, said Rocco. I am buying you that coffee." To everyone's
amazement, they walked out together.

The coffee shop was almost deserted. They sat in a small booth just inside
the door. Vic kept staring at Rocco's face. He came across as a lonely kid
who never got much, but Rocco was about to change that.

"Okay shoot, Vic. What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Randolph"

"What about Randolph?" said Rocco

"Randolph is my uncle and I stay at his house sometimes when I am
broke. And that happens a lot lately. I have a roommate but he's not much
help with the rent. So I do a few errands for my uncle and he gives me cash
to help with the rent. I'm not lazy and I have a regular job, but it
doesn't pay much. It's tough sometimes, but I do okay."

"Anyway, I shouldn't dump that story on you. I wanted to tell you that I
was watching when you and another guy put on a sex escapade in the master
bedroom for Uncle Randolph. But he doesn't know it. He thought I wasn't in
the house at the time."

I trembled with jealousy when I saw you fucking the bitch whore. I relived
that scene a hundred times in my head. Looking at you naked was earth
moving. I can't believe that I am telling you this."

"Okay, I get it – now tell me why you wanted to talk to me?" said Rocco.

"Oh yeah, sorry. - I know that Randolph is trying to find you.  I heard him
talking about this construction guy named Rocco. He was very impressed with
you. I know you could make a hefty bundle, if you went to see him.

I just don't drop in on clients and ask if they want sex. They have to
contact me for service. If I like them and they're trustworthy, then I go.

"Did you like Randolph?"

"No, he wasn't friendly, but I liked his money."

"Yeah, me too." Victor replied.

"So, you want me to fuck for Randolph, and then share the money with you? –
Is that it?"

 "No, that's not it. I thought, (now, don't get upset) but if I could suck
your dick, I would leave your cell number where Randolph would find it. You
would be paid but I don't want any money. I just want to blow you. That
would be a God-wonderful gift." said victor.

Rocco glared at him with a perplexed look on his face.

"I knew the idea was nuts. You would never go for that." Victor said,
finally breaking the silence.

"Yes, I would."

"You would?"

"It's not bad.  I like the idea and I will go one better. Do you want to
suck off my buddy as well as me? He is the guy who was with me at
Randolph's house. His name is Jeremy."

"Sure, but I can't afford that. There is no way."

"Nobody is talking about affording anything. We will just do it with
you. Okay?"

"Fuckin YES, okay – OMG Yes." "This isn't a joke, is it?"

"No Joke, Vic" It's a business deal"

"Did you come up with this idea, just so you could blow me?" Rocco asked
Victor.

"Yes, I really did, from desperation no doubt. Nothing just happens for
me. I have to work at it."

"Rocco told Jeremy about Victor. Jeremy agreed to a blow job from this
jerky kid. If it was okay with Rocco, it was okay with him.

Rocco now looked at Victor in a different light. He didn't seem so jerky
after one got to know him. He was sweet and spoke with a great deal of
honesty. He was a cute little package with a slim body and a warm
smile. Actually, he wasn't all that nerdy either. His dark brown eyes
sparkled beneath his short cropped brown hair. He was a bit clumsy which
helped give him a nerdy impression. In reality he was puppy plain but no
phony. Rocco liked him. After meeting Vic, Jeremy liked him too.

Vic was sitting on a stool in Jeremy's apartment.  He looked a bit nervous
with Jeremy and Rocco standing in front of him. In his thoughts, he
believed they were judging him. He was hoping they were not planning on
hurting him. That always crossed his mind with strangers, because he got
beat up quite often, by bullies in his neighborhood.

Rocco pulled off his shirt, and dropped his jeans to the floor. Jeremy
immediately followed suite and the two of them stood there, side by side
like swimmers, almost naked. Only the fabric of underwear covered their
bulging cocks.

Vic slid off the stool to the floor and kneeled between them. He put an arm
around each of their legs and kissed their thighs one at a time. He was
revering the manly flesh of the hot men towering above him. He looked up at
their rippled smooth bodies and stared into their faces. He reminded Rocco
of a kid looking at his toys on Christmas morning. He was happy, excited
and full of joy.

Jeremy gently placed his hand on the back of Vic's head and pushed his face
into his crotch still covered with underwear. "Smell me, buddy boy." Jeremy
commanded – pull my underwear down with your teeth. No hands, just your
teeth.  `Smell my balls."  Jeremy ground his hairy crotch into Victors face
and held him there. That is your lunch, smell it." Jeremy whispered to him.

Then he pulled his head back by his hair and said - Now put your nose into
Rocco's crotch.

Rocco pushed his underwear down so Vic could smell his dick. But his hard
cock sprung into Victors face. Vic gulped Rocco into his mouth faster than
a speeding you know what.  He started sucking, slurping and masturbating
him with his lips. He was starving for Rocco's cum. There was no doubt
about it.

"Yikes, hungry, hungry, take it Vic. Down – take it all the way down. Go
ahead swallow deep until you choke and gag. You are with two gigolos now
and you have to work for your cock cream." Said Rocco

Jeremy was guiding Vic's head while he was sucking Rocco's cock. "Eat, cock
sucker, and feed yourself on that man's meat." Jeremy said to him. "Now
suck his balls. Both of them in your mouth. That's it, suck like you mean
it."

"Don't forget my buddy over there."  Said Rocco, pushing Victor's head
towards Jeremy stiff cock...

Victor immediately moved his mouth to Jeremy's cock and began deep
throating him. He held Jeremy's nuts in his hand and went back and forth
from his cock to his balls, working like a pro.  He had to prove that he
could do whatever they asked of him.

Rocco and Jeremy stood smiling sat each other, while Victor kneeled before
them. He was in a devotion mood to service them. He sucked cock way down to
Jeremy's nuts and licked them with his tongue. "What a hungry, hungry nasty
boy." Jeremy said.

"He's good" – said Jeremy

"Yeah, very good. He knows what he's doing alright" "He is getting what he
wants,"

Are you getting what you want, Vic? – asked Rocco

A-huh mumbled Victor sounding almost like a growl.

"I'm getting close." Said Jeremy "stick out your tongue."

Jeremy took over and jerked off his smooth torpedo meat until he could feel
cum bubbling up in his balls.

"Open!!" he commanded and shot spurt after spurt of warm Jeremy juice on to
Victor's tongue. He smacked it around in his mouth, and showed it to them
before he swallowed. His eyes were beaming and he was content as a pig in a
trough of slop

"I'm next buddy. The large cock here gets to feed you next" Rocco said to
him stoking his cock with his right hand.

"Got an idea." Said Rocco.

He pulled Victor up from the floor and laid him on the sofa. Then Rocco
straddled his face so his butt was covering his mouth.

"Eat my ass, Vic, you said you liked watching me fuck. Now you fuck my ass
with your tongue."  "Let's see how hungry you really are."  Rocco growled
at him.

Victor pulled Rocco's cheeks apart and buried his mouth into his butt. He
licked, slurped and munched away like a buzzard after road kill. This was
far more than Vic expected. He was not only savoring the flavor of Rocco's
body, but he was living a moment very special to him. He was satisfying the
man he thought would never give him as much as a friendly look. "Now how
great is that?"

Rocco jumped to his feet and aimed his prize piece of ideal meat between
Victor's lips.

"Open up champ and swallow. You are getting a full-sized load here
Victor. This is what you asked for. And I am giving you what you want -
Drink it like a whore. This is the kind of milk you never pass up.

Rocco began spurting thick creamy white sauce into Victor's mouth. It was
such volume that he had all he could do to swallow. Vic kept pushing his
mouth back onto Rocco's cock, so as not to miss a drop. When Rocco's nuts
were finally drained, Vic beamed from ear to ear with his eyes wide open.
He definitely got what he wanted.

When the gunk stopped dripping, Vic wiped his mouth and licked his
finger. He sat up and said, "Thanks guys – Oh God, YES, Thank you. - I
am so fuckin lucky.

"I like him." said Jeremy

"Yes, he's okay. I do too" replied Rocco. "I'm glad we did this."

"Me too, He's a good cock sucker, and did you notice the sweet butt on
him?"

"I did, maybe we should have him back and fuck the shit out of him."

"Sure, I would do that." replied Jeremy.

"I was only kidding, asshole." declared Rocco.

"Well, I wasn't. He's probably a tight little virgin. I don't think he gets
a lot of cock."

"I wouldn't know." Rocco replied. "But he got enough cock tonight to hold
him for a while."

Before Victor left, the guys let him shower and gave him something to eat.

"I will text you later and let you know how I made out with Randolph. If
something happens, and this backfires, I'll get out of town real fast." He
said to Rocco.

"You don't have to run from me Victor." "Me neither, said Jeremy.  We like
you. You made a couple of friends not enemies." Rocco replied. "I'm just
saying, do your best and keep your word.

"I will, I certainly plan on keeping my word."  Victor said. He turned to
leave.

Rocco stuck forty bucks in his hand. "Here have a couple on me."

"Oh, no, no. I'm supposed to pay you.  I'm a `nobody' and you guys are
career stars."

"You're not getting paid for sex. It's only a fucking drink. Now take it
and get the fuck out of here."  Rocco said smiling.

"Damn fellows, thank you - thank you...I can't believe this. Victor
mumbled, as he went out the door. They like me."

"That was nice. I don't imagine he has much drinking money. I like the
little goof ball" – said Jeremy

"Yeah, I do too."

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To be continued.

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