Date: Thu, 5 Jul 2007 15:32:15 EDT
From: Kevinmjo@aol.com
Subject: ALONE IN IRELAND WITH DAD 6

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The next two days alone in the Penthouse apartment with Timmy, my Irish
lover were pure bliss.  Sure he would be pulling me literally from the
bed at the Ungodly hour of 5 AM to open the restaurant with him.  However
the multiple loads of his rich Irish cream cum up inside me made it all
worth the while.  Once dressed and down in his office it was all
business.  Greeting the workers as they came in through the employees
entrance, Insuring all were at their stations fully ready for the first
orders to come down from the up stairs dinning room.  We never let on
that we at night were lovers.  Timmy was being so butch among the staff
and I loved it and followed his lead in that respect.
    I was dressed up in black tux pants and ruffled shirt being my
father's son I was told to be the social greeter, That is walk around
introduce myself to the dinners and when informed by the waiter that
those at his table were,  VIP's I'd order and authorize a special sweet
breakfast treat sent to them compliments of the Son of the Owner.  Even
at that early hour of the day the Irish sense of humor was in full
regalia throughout the dinning room and I loved it all.
    The staff of the Hotel Inn seemed on their own to be taking to me as
their boss?  The Manager of the Hotel came up and with his clip board
ready asked me to authorize the calling of an out side Plummer for room
208.  I looked into his eyes and told him that on his word I would sign
the authorization but if it later turned out to be wrong I Myself would
be the one to hire his ass.  He smiled and just said as I signed " Like
Father, Like son"
         For an 18 year old this was all so over  whelming and all so
wonderful. I was really getting into it.  However I knew thank God to
lean on and question the older staff Members and felt confident in their
advice.
As often as possible between breakfast and lunch I made it down to
Timmy's office.  I'd stop midway through the kitchen just to admire him
there a ways off in his glass enclosed office.  Lord the Man was so
handsome with that red head of curly hair and his bare smooth chest
showing through his parted shirt collar. I was oblivious to the crowed of
workers bustling about me as I stared at my Timmy from afar. Flash backs
of the night before coming to my mind of that massive Irish cock meat of
His slamming and pounding into my Boy pussy.  I longed for our time alone
that evening in bed.
   Suddenly a loud bell went off as if it were a fire alarm.  The whole
crowd of employees seemed to freeze in their tracks for a second while
the bell sounded and then the murmur among the group of
         " The man is in the house "
As fast as they had been going about their business they some how had
picked up speed afterwards.  I stepped up to one of the older sous chef's
and asked.

" What the hell is that all about?

He looked at me like I had asked the most stupid question in history and
said. " Your Da is in the house boy and I suggest you start looking busy"

I chuckled but then thought I had better take his advice.  So I came
behind him and with the near by spoon was tasting his gravy.  then my eye
caught the elevator door open and out stepped my Dad.  I stood there with
that spoon half way between the bowl and my lips frozen.
Lord it had only been two days but this Man my Irish Father looked even
more the man, So sexy and virile as the crowed of busy workers parted
like the red sea in deference to his swagger.  Flash backs of his huge
raw cock meat I had sucked coming to my mind as his face brightened up
when he saw me looking busy no less. He came up to me and was patting my
back.

" Let's have a taste of that gravy too Kevin"

I offered him a fresh spoon and his eyes were lighting up.

" Perfect, Perfect as always" he said to the sous chef.

He more pulled then guided me to the glass office and Timmy.  Timmy must
have seen his coming and was blushed with excitement and apprehension as
Dad walked in the office.
Dad seemed to take on a stern face as he almost barked out to Timmy.

" How many meals in all served yesterday?

I was surprised when not looking to a paper or the computer Timmy spoke
up

" 224 Sir and not one complaint from a soul"

Dad seemed pleased and now more relaxed.

" so Timmy is You assistant ready to handle Lunch and dinner on his own
for the day?

Before Timmy could answer I thought my Dad was talking about me as the
assistant and spoke up.

" No way Dad, I don't know half the job yet.  There is no way I could
ever be responsible for the rest of the day."

Dad and Timmy both laughed and Dad pulled me into his arms and kissed my
forehead.

" Are You daft Boy?  I don't mean You, I mean
Brian, Brian Ford Timmy's assistant.  I am giving you and Timmy the rest
of the week off along with myself to kind of get to know each other."

Turning to Timmy he said. "  Get Brian in here and give him the good news
and brief him.  We'll all be no further then the Penthouse if he needs
us."

Timmy was smiling ear to ear as he picked up the phone and asked the
front desk to send this Brian down at once.  Then as quickly he winked at
the two of Us and said into the phone.

" Have Brian meet me in the lounge at the bar, also tell the Bartender to
have three cold beers ready,  Yes cold beers I said.  We have an American
with us."

                    Three farm boys night

I've never first of all spent so much time sitting at a bar.  Being 18
that was not legal in America.  I had an inkling of what was to come when
the three of Us got up to Our Penthouse apartment and wanted to keep my
head clear.
I by my dad's insistence was seated at the bar between the two of them,
He and Timmy.
As we drank and talked each would put a hand on one of my thighs and
squeeze it and all kinds of thrills would shoot through my young teen
body. I was getting bolder and bolder with each cold beer.  Then under
the bar I got so drunk I was feeling both of their massive cock meats.
The smiles on both these Men let me know they more they approved of my
feeling their cock meats.

" We had better move this show up stairs"

Dad said and Timmy and I both agreed. I gave a last long hard squeeze of
both my Men's cock meats before we stood up.  A waiter followed us up on
the elevator to the penthouse with a tray of fish and chips.  Taking the
tray from him at the door Dad give the teenager a tip and we entered the
Penthouse the three of us.  Once the door was closed I heard Timmy saying
to Dad

" Let's have a Farm Boy's night Sean"

Dad's powerful hand was on the crack of my ass as he said. " Oh
Yesssssssss and hat a Farm Boy we have sleeping over this night."

note!
I had to do a build up like the above to set the ground work for the
night and week to come.
Plus my key board is all sticky now as I was writing.  Any hot
suggestions on what should happen during the week of Farm Boy sleep over
feel free to give then.  Next chapter within five days.
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