Date: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 13:07:06 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: "Salisbury to San Diego" Part Twenty Two

I was going to take care of Rob myself but Joe beat me to it. His mouth was
on his cock right away. It didn't take long for Rob either. We were all
spent. And I was happy to be with my family. But I missed Carlos. That
would have to be rectified soon. But for now I had to concentrate on the
house. The new house, tomorrow.

Part Twenty Two:

After we got the keys to the house on Saturday time seemed to fly by.

Saturday after we signed the papers and got the keys we took Joe's truck to
my house and loaded up what personal belongings we all had there and took
them over to the new house. I was leaving all the furnishings there at the
old house as we were going to rent it as a furnished house.

On the way to the new house we were all excited. None of us had ever even
been inside the new house. I bought the house by driving by it and pictures
and, of course, by Mr. Stanton having it inspected. We really didn't have a
feeling for the space at all.

When we pulled up to the gate we all looked at each other. The gate! I
forgot about that. It has a remote. Where is the remote? I grabbed the
manila envelope with all the keys and stuff and looked for the remote.
There were six remotes! One for each garage door and three for the gate.
But they all looked alike and they weren't labeled!

"Well I guess I'll just keep trying each one till we get the right one" I
said to the guys.

The first one I grabbed opened one of the garage doors. Everyone let out a
bit of a giggle. The next one opened another garage door. Finally the third
one opened the gate. Frustrating!

"I'll label each one of them later Tony." Joe said as he drove into the
open gate.

He turned around and backed the truck up to one of the open garage doors. I
wasn't even sure the garage opened up to the house or not.

We all got out of the truck and I looked at the guys. "Well you ready to
check out our new home?"

"Let's do it" Joe said. Rob was just grinning like a puppy wagging his tail.

We went into the garage. I was expecting it to be empty. But there was a
corner of the garage filled with antique furnishings. All to be in
excellent condition. I wondered what was up with that.

We found the door and went inside. It opened to a hallway behind the
kitchen. We started to explore. We all went in different directions and
after about thirty minutes we all found each other out by the pool. I
looked for a key to the guest house and found it in the envelope. We all
went in there. The guest house was bigger than my house at the beach! It
had two bedrooms, each with their own bath. A kitchen, living room and
dining room with a wet bar.

We went back out by the pool and to say the least I could tell that not
only I but both the guys were overwhelmed with the beauty of the house and
all its really nice features.

"Now what do we do?" Rob said. Seeming to be totally lost.

Joe and I both looked at each other and then burst out laughing. Rob looked
bewildered at first and then joined in.

"I think what we do is get furniture" I said.

The three bedroom sets showed up that afternoon and were set up by the
delivery guys. We each chose a room that was going to be our own. The guys
insisted that I take the master suite as they felt that they would never
have been able to enjoy a house without me. I accepted after a bit of
thought and also by reminding them that just because I had the master suite
this was still their home also.

Melissa Stewart, the designer I met in San Francisco, came in on Sunday
with a couple of assistants and were staying at the US Grant in the Gaslamp
district.

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday they were at the house taking notes, drawing
and designing. Melissa showed me her thoughts and they were all fantastic.
She kept everything very masculine. Just the way I wanted it. They even
addressed the furnishings in the guest house and in the extra three
bedrooms. Everything would be ordered on Wednesday and They would begin
putting it all together the following Monday. I told her to just send all
the bills to Mr. Stanton. I figured he recommended her so he could
negotiate the terms.

During the painting and with all the workers in the house the three of us
decided after the first week to camp back out at my house by the beach. We
felt really crowded at the old place after being in the new house but it
was really a good idea. It helped get the house ready faster with us out of
the way.

Three weeks after getting the keys, on a Friday, Melissa called the garage.
I wasn't there but Joe took the message. The house was ready. She asked if
we could be there at 7 pm for dinner and drinks to celebrate. Joe and Rob
closed the garage early and came to the beach house to tell me. I wasn't
home however. I was at the beach!

I got back to the beach house around 5pm and I was surprised to see Joe's
truck in the driveway already. When I got to the house and went in the two
guys were sitting on the couch naked making out. They both looked up with
shit eating grins.

"How long have you two been here?" I asked.

"About an hour and a half" Joe said. "Come here and join us. We have to
celebrate"

"Oh really? What is there to celebrate this time" I asked with a chuckle.

"The house is done" Rob and Joe said at the same time.

"Fuck yes!" I screamed as I shucked my shorts and jumped on them on the
couch.

We all got tangled into one another and, well to say the least, we all had
a fucking good time. But by 6:30 we were all showered and dressed and ready
to go. We didn't really dress up. Just shorts and button down shirts.
Casual but nice.

We took the Mustang and pulled up to the house at 7 pm sharp. The house was
totally lit up. Every window had lights shinning through. The drive and
the front were lit up as well. There was a valet at the drive to assist us
with the car. Then at the door there was a butler to show us in.

"Mr. Delaurentis, may I show you and your family to the living room. Drinks
are to be served there first." We all just looked at each other. We were
just expecting dinner, maybe a barbeque. But nothing like this.

We followed the butler into the living room and we just all stood there
with our mouths open. It was fucking fantastic. Leathers and woods. Very
masculine and rich looking. No chrome or glass in sight. Just what I wanted.

Once I was over the delightful shock of the room I noticed Melissa and Mr.
Stanton standing by the fire place both grinning with drinks in their hands.

"What do you think my boy?" Mr. Stanton said.

"Mr. Stanton! I'm happy you could join us. I'm overwhelmed to say the
least. It's everything we wanted.

I quickly made the introductions. Melissa or Mr. Stanton had never met my
father, much less Rob.

"Drinks?" Melissa said. That is when I noticed that not only was there a
butler but there seemed to be a full staff on hand for this evening. We
each asked for a beer and were handed one almost instantly.

Then Melissa guided the four of us on a tour of our new home. It was
completely finished and incredible. Even the guest house was perfect. The
furniture around the pool was teak with green cushions.

At 8 pm we were served a six course meal. The catering was excellent. By
eleven everything was done and put away and the last of the staff was
leaving. Melissa, her two assistants and Mr. Stanton we going to leave for
the hotel.

Mr. Stanton was staying at the Grant as well. They would all be leaving
tomorrow.

The three of us thanked them all and told them again how much of a great
job they did understanding what we wanted. And within minutes they were
gone.

We closed the front door and looked around. "Anyone for a skinny dip?" Rob
blurted out. We all stripped right there at the front door and ran to the
back of the house. By the time we got to the pool we were laughing and
carrying on. This was going to be a home filled with happiness. I could
tell.

We took the weekend just to settle in. We swam and ate by the pool. Drank
at the wet bar. Played pool in the billiard's room. We just relaxed.

Monday the guys went to the garage and I went shopping. I went shopping for
vehicles. The Mustang was fine for me but Joe's truck was a bit old and
that VW of Rob's was noisy and old.

First I bought Joe a new 1978 Chevy Corvette.  And then I went to the
Pontiac dealer and bought Rob a new 1978 Trans Am. I had both cars
delivered to the house and had them placed just right on the drive in front
of the house. Each had a big red bow on them. The black and gold Trans Am
and the Black and Silver Corvette looked great under those bows.

I figured we could keep the truck for stuff around the house and that
hopefully Rob would sell his car. But I would let them decide that. But for
now I wanted them to have something they would like to have in the garage.

At five pm I placed a tub of beer out by the pool and waited, naked, in one
of the lounges. After all this work today, buying cars is work, I was ready
to have some beers and get fucked.

I heard the truck pull up and then both doors open and close. I didn't hear
anything for a few minutes. Then doors opening and closing through out the
house. Then finally they found me out by the pool. Both of them still had a
shocked look on their face. Neither one was talking. They just looked at
me.

I finally said, "The Chevy is Joe's and the Pontiac is Rob's. Now who is
going to fuck me?" They just stood there and then looked at each other and
then back at me. They were both cute with this confused look on their face
but this was getting old. Finally Joe said, "Damn it Tony, you've done so
much for us as it is. Are you kidding?"

"About getting fucked? No, it's been weeks and I'm horny as hell and the
two of you at least can do that for me." I laughed.

Then Rob unzipped his coveralls as he toed off his boots. He was naked in
minutes. He got down on his knees in front of the lounge I was on and
lifted my legs. He totally started eating my ass.

The next thing that happened was Joe got naked. He came around to where I
had my head. He lowered the lounge so I was flat on my back. He put each
foot on each side of the lounge facing Rob and slowly squatted on my face.
I got to each a nice masculine working mans ass while mine was getting
eaten. Now this is the kind of appreciation I was hoping for after buying
those cars.

Joe ground his ass down on my lips as Rob went to town. Finally Rob got up
and he entered me. Slowly at first. And then he started to fuck me good.
The men were making out above me as Rob fucked me. I didn't mind. I was
eating my father's ass and was loving every minute of it.

Joe would get up off of me every few minutes to give me a few seconds to
breath and then he would be right back on me again.

Finally, Rob shot off inside of me. Bucking hard against me. And no sooner
did he come in me than Joe stood up off of my face and went to my ass. He
pulled Rob off of me and then took his place inside me. It didn't take him
long. Knowing that Rob's cum was in me and that I just spent fifteen
minutes eating his ass he was ready. And so was I. Something about Joe and
Rob fucking me. One of them always made me cum without touching myself.
This time it was Joe that did it.

I started to cum and then Joe did too. His face met mine and we kissed and
hugged as our orgasms subsided. The Rob came up to our sides and kissed us
as well.

"So do you like your new cars?" I asked.

"Oh baby, we love our new cars" Joe said.

"I don't know what the two of us did to deserve you Tony..." Rob said.

The next thing I knew they ran into the house to grab some shorts and then
I heard the cars start up and leave. I was laying there naked with cum
coming out of my ass but I didn't mind. I wanted them to be happy.

By the next weekend everything had settled down again. We just spent time
at home after the guys got back from work and not much else. Rob washed
that Trans Am every night and then put it back in the garage very
carefully. Joe wasn't quite as bad but almost.

Friday evening when they got home Joe said he had to go out for a little
while but when he got back he wanted me to have a massage. He set up the
table in one of the bedrooms of the guest house. Told me he would be home
by 9 pm.

I wondered where he was going and after he left I asked Rob. He said he
didn't have any idea but something told me he was telling a fib.

Rob and I had a couple of burgers and discussed how we were going to have
to get landscapers and possibly someone for the pool. We had a few beers
and I was actually getting sleepy.

Rob reminded me about my massage. He said he would help get me ready for
it. It was about 8:30. We went into the guest house and he told me to wait
in the living room.

He went into the bedroom and was in there for about twenty minutes when he
came out to get me.

We walked in and there were candles everywhere. He undressed me and had me
lay facedown on the table. This was very interesting and I played along.
The boys had gone to some trouble I could see so I didn't want to
disappoint them.

Rob went to heat the oils for Joe. And told me to relax. He also put on
some very soothing music.

A few minutes later Rob came back in the room and told me to relax. I put
my head down into the head rest and waited. Soon I heard the door to the
guest house open.

"Is he ready?" I heard Joe ask.

"Yeah, seems pretty relaxed." Rob said.

The bedroom door opened and Joe said, "Tony I'm going to wash my hands and
come right back in. Keep your head down for me and relax. I want you to
feel amazing this evening. I want to take care of you. No peeking."

Now I was really curious. But like I said. I was going to play along. So I
didn't peek.

"Are you ready Tony?" Joe said.

"Sure" I said with an amused tone.

Shortly there after I felt some warm oil being drizzled on my back. And
then his hands were on my back spreading the oil all around. Then each leg
got the same treatment. Then my shoulders, my arms and my hands. Soon he
was back at my feet, lifting each one up and sucking each toe. This was new
for Joe. But I didn't mind. It was pretty nice.

After he finished nibbling at each foot he would apply oil to them too. And
then finally he oiled up my ass. Both cheeks and then my crack. Spending
extra time on my crack. Oil dripping down to my balls.

The door opened again "How does it feel Tony?" Joe said at the door. At the
door? Wait a minute. Rob was giving me the massage?

I lifted my head up and looked at the door. Both Joe and Rob were standing
there naked with be grins on their faces. But there were still hands on my
ass. I finally looked behind me.

"Carlos!"

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