Date: Thu, 14 Jun 2007 15:03:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: T. Chase McPhee <survivalgame@yahoo.com>
Subject: For Sale By Owner 16

The story below is a work of fiction, set in the
format of reality. Any resemblances to real people,
alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in
nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon
persons, in towns, cities, countries, nor governmental
areas, which the story is staged. If a sexual scene
involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then
you should not read this story. Additionally, if you
are under 18 years of age, in most state and
countries, you are not allowed to read this story, by
law. Check with your local laws regarding such. %
Sexual safety matters. Remember guys, this is fiction.
In real life, use protection.

%

"For Sale By Owner" 16
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee

%

"Excuse me, but are you the guy who dove in after the
cellphone?"

Now, Alex is 6'1, Kyle, 6', but the guy standing front
of them was humongous!

"Let me explain," came the voice from behind.

"Who are you?" Kyle asked.

"I'm Dean. The guy you saved the cellphone for?"

"This is my friend, Dominic Tiertza," Dean explained.

"Yeah. He just called me on his cell, to tell us which
club he was at. Thanks for your quick action."

It was nothing, Kyle mentions.

"Oh no. You see, we have a group of twenty-six guys
waiting for the call."

"We have a payphone here," Alex suggests.

"No," Dominic continues, "without the phone, there
would be no number to call."

"Oh, I get it. Stored numbers in your phone. Okay.
Like I said, just doing my job," Kyle said, backing
down on the accolades.

While Dominic stayed to chat, Dean went to dance off
the hours with his friends.

"Well, I've got some business to do with the manager
and...."

"Kyle's brother," Alex announces.

"Well, it's a small world, isn't it? Do you know where
I can find him?"

"We're kind of short-handed here tonight. He's waiting
on tables."

"Works out then. I'm looking for employment," Dominic
relays to them.

Soon the connection is made, between Dominic and the
assitant manager.

"Have you had any experience?" Knapp asks.

"Here, let me handle that!"

Out of Knapp's hand, Dominic takes a bottle of wine
and expertly draws out the cork. Knapp watches
carefully, as Dominic places a towel around the bottle
and pours a little in two glasses. The patrons taste
it and acknowledge to him the good vintage. Dominic
smiles.

"Where did you learn to serve wine?"

"My pop has a garden restaurant. I worked it as soon
as I could walk, til I left home for college," Dominic
explained.

It began to turn into an interview of sorts, Dominic
trading off information for questions asked.

"What do you do now? Where do you live?"

"I'm a social studies teacher at the high school. I
live right here in Asbury Park."

"Ah, so you're moonlighting."

"Only on the weekends, if you need the help."

"Tonight we could use the help, but I don't have any
leather pants that will fit your build."

"Just give me the top half."

Knapp shows Dominic to the employee lounge, the room
above their quarters.

"Here's a tie."

Knapp watches as Dominic unbuttons his shirt, taking
it off.

"I hope I'm not too hairy for you!"

Across Dominic's impeccable pecs and abs, flows a sea
of dark fur.

"You work out, obviously."

"Used to be I'd get to the gym everyday, but now it's
only weekdays. I workout at the high school. Fits my
schedule for after school."

"Bet the jocks love that!"

"Eh. Doesn't bother me. I workout with my students.
Develop some good rapport with them."

As the `story of Dominic Tiertza' unfolds, Knapp can
tell he's a really nice, easy going guy. Because of
his stature - worked out bod, Knapp offers him a
bouncer's job, but Dominic turns him down.

"No, my real heart lies in customer service, that is
after teaching."

"No problem. We better get shaking. I'm sure you'll
pick up everything real quick."

After alerting Dean, Dominic waits on his first
clients.

"Wow! Will you look at that bod!" Kyle says to Alex.

"He must workout 24/7!" Alex retorts.

"Puts me to shame."

"You and me both!"

"But mmm... like you," Kyle refers to Alex, "he's got
that body fur."

"So, now you're going after Dominic?"

"Noooo, stoopid!"

"I'm just protecting what's mine!" Alex exclaims, in a
joking manner. "Besides, he's much too old for us."

"Yeah, you're right. He's gotta be ten years older, at
least."

As it got around 1 AM, Alex states, "Y'know I'm
feeling kind of horny, Kyle?"

"Mmmmm...."

As soon as they stepped into Kyle's quarters, Alex
began stripping down. By the time Kyle made it to the
bed, he matched Alex's bod, totally in the buff.
Neither spoke anything, as Kyle came into the bed.
Right away their bods matched up, chest to chest, lips
to lips and they started kissing, darting their
tongues in and out of each other. Alex began to swell
up immediately. From a kiss, Kyle began to lick under
Alex's chin, then hit his soft chest fir, licking it
all over.

"Ooooooohhhhhh," Alex moaned when Kyle's tongue glided
over his left nip.

Knowing the pleasure Alex got out of having his nips
touched, licked, pulled at, he used his hand on one
nip, while his tongued pleasured the other.

"Oooooooohhhhhhell-yeah!"

With all the moaning from Alex, it made Kyle horny as
hell and soon he was sporting his own 7.5c.

"Oooooh yeah!" Came more accolades from Alex, as a
hand coaxed Kyle on downward.

He took his time, enjoying the feast, running his lips
up and down Alex's 9.5c barrel, licking at the
luscious head, tonguing while engulfing it at half
length, then slurping when he came off it.

"I need to be inside you," came the hint from Alex,
which sent them scurrying for the fucking position.

>From the first time, Kyle learned to hustle, keeping
Alex's phallus wet. It was much easier to insert his
cock wet, than having to rewet it. They didn't wait on
words, only emotions, hanging in the balance as Alex
slowly fed his cock into Kyle's ass canal.

"Ooooooh-arggggghhhhhh-oooooooh!"

For Kyle, the insertion wasn't as tough as last night,
but still gave Alex a tight fuck, as he slowly shoved
his dick inside Kyle.

"Oooooohh yeah.....hell yeah!" Alex called out.

Moving forward, by now relying on using Kyle's legs as
the balance to pressing forward, Alex slipped his 9.5c
in to the hilt - right up to his own balls. He pulled
out a little, then pressed back in. Doing this over
and over created such a hot fuck for Alex, the
friction heating up the sides of his barrel. He would
stop along the way, not wanting to cum too quickly. He
also found that trading off nip play, playing with
Kyle's nips, made them both sigh with pleasure.
Tonight something different would transpire. It slowly
approached, after about an hour of fucking, Alex
picked up the pace and shot his load deep inside Kyle.


"Ughhhh....oooooooh....ooooooh hell-I'm cummin',
yeah!" Alex let out, as he forced his cock in.

He held his cock there, all of several minutes, simply
because it felt good. Then, as he withdrew himself, he
saw Kyle's cock pointing straight at him. He went down
on it, stroking it with his lips.

"Ohhhh yeah.....oh yeah......oooooooooooooooh!" Kyle
screamed.

Ejaculating every last drop, Alex took it all down
into his stomach, sucking out the last remnants of
cum. Like last night, Alex crashed into the bed,
shoulder first. As he lay on his back, panting,
sweating, Kyle keeled over, lying on top of him.

"That felt so awesome!"

"I could go for a cool shower right about now," Kyle
states.

"How about a dip in the ocean?"

"Cool! Yeah. Let's go."

Going upstairs, the two made their exit of the
building, through the employee's lounge. Outside, they
treaded the blacktop parking lot, soon enough walking
on sand. Dropping their towels, they also dropped
their swimsuits.

"Cool! I love swimming in the buff," Alex tells Kyle.

"Where do you normally go swimming, `in the buff'?"

"Sometimes we play a joke on our swimming coach. Can
you imagine fifteen swimming team members letting it
all hang out?"

"I can imagine," which gives Kyle a tingle sensation
all over!

The two head into the ocean, lit by the neon lights of
Eden, but dark enough not to detect two swimmers.

"Hey you two guys. What're you trying to do? Get
yourselves killed?"

It was Dominic's voice bellowing above the crash of
the surf.

"What's the problem, Dominic?" Alex asks.

Right away, as the two stand in front of him, Dominic
looks down.

"No problem, but beware of a boat in the night."

"This close to shore?" Kyle inquires.

"You never know. Two lovers, out in a dinghy. They're
not watching where they are going, plus in the dark
they'll never see you til it's too late."

"Wow! You're right, Dominic!"

Kyle asks, "How did you know we were out here?"

"Some sauce spilled on my pants. I came back to the
employee's jon to wash it out and saw you two duck out
the back. You were in your trunks, so I figured you
would be out here."

"Thanks, Dominic."

Like a little kid, Kyle says, "We promise we won't do
it again."

"Don't make the promise to me. Make it to yourselves.
You two are too nice a couple for anything to happen
to you."

It was too dark to see both of the eighteen year olds,
blushing!

"Hey Dominic, what the hell you doing out here? I've
got customers who need service!"

"Why don't you tone it down, Knapp?" Kyle immediately
came to Dominic's rescue.

Alex further says, "Dominic just saved out lives."

"Whaaaaat?"

Frankly, Dominic says calmly, "But what would you know
about that..... excuse me. Let me get back to my
customers before I have the shortest history of
employment in Eden's history!"

"What's this all about?" Knapp demands.

While Dominic made his exit, the boys stepped into
their swimsuits, draping their towels over their wet
bods.

"Once again big bro, your ego steps in the way!"

"Yeah," Alex jumps in, "we were doing some nighttime
swimming, until Dominic pointed out the dangers."

"Oh," is all Knapp said.

"I think you owe Dominic an apology!" Kyle says.

"Yeah. I guess I do, but I hope you guys take this to
heart."

"We do. More than you know, Knapp," Alex replies.

Rapidly pacing, the two follow Knapp up the beach,
entering Eden, via employee's entrance. It's nearly
two in the morning. Most have vacated the premises,
except Dominic and Dean's friends, who are looking for
a late night bite to eat. Alex and Kyle easily slip
through the club, through the employee's lounge and to
Kyle's quarters.

Upstairs, Knapp stops Dominic on the way to the
kitchen.

"Look, I'm real sorry."

"It's okay."

"No, look...."

"Apology accepted.  Excuse me."

Dominic brushed by Knapp.

"I'm going to find a way to make it up to you."

Knapp doesn't know if Dominic heard him, but he felt
lousy about the whole ordeal.

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Copyright 2007 T. Chase McPhee
This story may not be sold, nor made part of any
collection, without prior consent from the author.
% Other stories by T. Chase McPhee
FOR THE LOVE OF MICHAEL
/nifty/gay/highschool/for-the-love-of-michael/
SENIOR CUT DAY
/nifty/gay/highschool/senior-cut-day/
STRIPEs
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/stripes/
NATURE WALK
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/nature-walk/