A TRIAL OF STRENGTH – PART 526 By Rob Williams
Chapter 526 – "THE BOY SWAP DEAL"
IN THIS CHAPTER
The rugged Aussie Adam and his hot lover Doc Chad, want to spice up their sex life. They do a deal with the tribe's leaders, Bob and Randy – a one-hour boy swap – the Aussie's boy Nate for Bob's sexy identical twins. Adam and Chad have plans for the twins, but they misjudge the power of the two young jocks – and the protective urges of gypsy boss Randy, coiled and ready to strike. ___________________________________________________________________
<><> IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER <><>
Grady had spent the weekend on a Malibu beach filming a promo for his new lifeguard movie. When at last he got home to the Grady House he fell into the arms of his Italian lover Mario who took away all his stress with passionate welcome-home sex.
After that Grady huddled with his boy Brian for an eager exchange of gossip – along with young Brian's secret stash of ice-cream. Topic A was the upcoming staff changes in the tribe. Two of the boys, Jamie and Eddie, had been offered full-time employment on Grady's movie, leaving their jobs with the tribe vacant.
The tribe's co-leader Bob had handled this, as Brian explained breathlessly to Grady. "Bob's taken charge, talking to a lot of the guys and handing out new jobs and stuff. Brandon's the new office manager, and Tyler and Finn the new house managers, though Bob still has to talk to Adam and Chad about their boy Nate training them."
"Wow," Grady grinned, "I'd like to be a fly on that wall when they get together – the gorgeous Bob, the macho Aussie and the hunky doc. What a trio."
"You see, sir, Nate used to be the house-manager before Eddie. He set up the systems and he knows all the wrinkles. So Bob wants to borrow him to train Tyler and Finn. But Nate has always been Adam's boy – the two Aussies, you know – and now he's Chad's too. And we think it's a tossup whether the Aussie and the doc will lend Nate to Bob."
"Why so? I thought Bob could charm the birds out of the trees."
"Ah, but you see, Nate's become real valuable to them, sir. When Adam and Chad bought that big house, they wanted to do a complete makeover – in their own style, like. Nate has a flair for decorating so he took over and he's doing a whole number on the house, just the way the guys like it – you know, kinda masculine but not too butch, what you might call butch-elegant."
"Yeah, I can see why the guys don't wanna part with him. So what's the betting, kiddo?"
"Personally, sir, I think Bob will get what he wants, but it's gonna take a lot of persuading. Those guys will strike a hard bargain. It'll probably be a tit-for-tat thing. You know – we give you something, you give us something in return."
Brian's predictions were, as usual, pretty accurate. Over at the tribe's compound the two leaders – hot, sexy lovers Bob and Randy – had been having their own sexual tussle where Randy turned caveman again and proved to Bob that he, Randy, was the ultimate boss – at least in the bedroom.
As they lay back in the afterglow of great sex Bob's phone rang and he looked at it – "It's Chad. Why's he calling this late?" He put the phone on speaker. "Hey, Chad, what's up?"
"Bob, I'm sorry to call so late, hope it's not a bad time, but Adam and I were just lying here in the afterglow ..."
"You too, uh," Bob smiled. "I'm lying here in bed with Randy, so you're timing's good. What's on your mind, doc?"
"Well, we were chatting about the big dinner you guys gave where you announced that Finn and Tyler would become the new house-managers. Good choice, by the way. So Miguel told Adam you were thinking of asking us if our boy Nate could spend a week over there training them."
"Oh, sorry you heard about it like that, Chad. I was gonna approach you tomorrow but ..."
"No problem, dude. Thing is, that might not be so easy, but Adam and I were thinking we could come up with some kind of deal ..."
Adam's Australian drawl came on. "G'day mate ... or g'night I guess. Anyway, reason we called now is to invite you and Randy to dinner up here tomorrow and see if we can, er, sort something out. Nate has offered to cook for us."
"Hold on a minute, Adam." Bob muted the phone. "What d'you think, Randy?"
"Sure why not? Maybe you should suggest bringing the twins with us to help Nate cook. It's time those kids had a night out with us."
Bob got back on the phone, "Sure guys, that would be fun – we haven't got together for a long time. But on one condition. We don't wanna put the burden all on Nate in the kitchen, so can we bring the twins with us to cook for us all and then join us for dinner?"
"Good on ya, mate, sounds like a plan. Fits in with our ideas perfectly. OK, see you tomorrow. Won't keep you any longer now – let you get back to whatever you were doing, mates."
Bob hung up and frowned at Randy. "What do you think Adam meant by `fits in with our ideas'?"
"Dunno. Any more than Chad saying they could come up with `some kind of deal'. Wouldn't worry about it though."
"Oh I'm not worried. After all, the twins and I will have big bad boss Randy to take care of us."
========= CHAPTER 526 =========
<><> SOMETHING'S BREWING <><>
Next day all the pending changes in the tribe started to go into action. Jamie and Eddie went down to Warner Studio to complete the employment formalities and get briefed on what their new jobs would entail.
Meanwhile Bob spent most of the day in the tribe's office working with Brandon and Ryan on how the office would operate under Brandon's management. The young gardeners, Finn and Tyler still worked in the garden until Bob tried to arrange for Nate to come and train them – provided he could persuade Adam and Chad to release their boy for a week.
Plans were underway, too, for tonight's dinner, where Adam, Chad and their boy Nate had invited Randy, Bob and their twins, Kyle and Kevin, to their house. In the morning the twins, who were the tribe's senior chefs, phoned Nate to touch base with him. They had agreed to come and cook dinner in Nate's kitchen, and handoff their regular dinner duties at the compound to their assistant Will.
They went over the menu with Nate who had already shopped for most of the ingredients. The twins arranged to bring a few extra things to his house in the early afternoon, which would give them plenty of time to start the prep. Nate and the twins were firm friends, and three of the most senior boys in the tribe.
The handsome identical twins were in the prestigious position of being the boys of the much loved and respected co-leader of the tribe, Bob. It was years since they had first appeared on the scene. Afraid of being separated into different foster homes they had become homeless and had attempted to steal Bob's car to live in. The cop Mark had been on the point of arresting them when Bob intervened and took pity on them.
He offered them a home, and over time they became his boys and had modeled themselves on Bob, adopting his confident poise and sophistication. (Most of the tribe's boys tended to become junior versions of their masters.) Working always together they became gourmet chefs. The most exotic thing about them was their intense love for each other, which was not only spiritual but sexual. One of Bob's greatest joys was to spend a night in bed with them where the twins took care of his every need.
Nate's history with the tribe also went back a long way. Visiting California as a lonely tourist from his native Sydney Australia he had stumbled upon the cop Mark and his surfer-boy Jamie making love on a deserted beach. The boys had struck up a friendship that lasted to this day.
Nate and Jamie had met Adam, the handsome Aussie airline executive, on a flight to Sydney. When Adam moved to the airline's base in Los Angeles, Nate became his boy and they were quickly dubbed `The Aussies'. They were soul-mates, but things changed when Adam met the hunky Doctor Chad and fell in love. Now the three of them lived in the large house Adam and Chad had bought, and Nate happily accepted his new status as boy to both lovers.
This history was In the back of the twins' minds when Nate welcomed them into the house that afternoon. "G'day, mates," he said in his Australian drawl. "Boy, am I glad to see you. I was nervous about cooking for these four guys."
They hugged and Kyle laughed, "What d'ya mean, dude? We hear you're pretty swift in the kitchen. Adam and Chad love your cooking ...
"Among other things," Kevin grinned roguishly, completing his brother's sentence as always.
"Yeah, but I can't hold a candle to you guys, nobody can. So if you don't mind I'll just stand back and admire and wait for your instructions.
As they walked through the house to the kitchen Kevin said, "This place is looking really cool, Nate. Are you responsible for the makeover?"
"Pretty much. Adam and Chad are pretty definite about their tastes and what they want, but then they leave it to me to go shopping and do the actual decorating. They're too busy to do color-matching or hunt through swatches and stuff."
They took all the supplies into the kitchen and the twins got to work while Nate assisted. And they gossiped while they worked. "Long time since we saw and had a real chat," Kyle said. Kevin added, "So how are things going with Adam and Chad, dude? They still as crazy about each other as ever?"
"More than ever," Nate smiled. "Can't keep their hands off each other. Of course, right from the start they involved me in a lot of their love-making, but when they get intensely into each other I get a lot of free time which suits me fine. I like to visit with my pal Jamie. Great news about his new job on Grady's movie – surfing always was the thing he loved most. I kid him that he's got saltwater running in his veins."
The twins glanced at each other in that silent communication they had perfected over the years. Kyle asked, "And, er, that monogamy thing Chad always insisted on. How's that holding up?"
"Well ... let's just say it's evolving." Nate let that hang there as the twins exchanged another knowing glance. "Oh, I don't mean they fool around with other guys separately. But together they are starting to get kind of inventive – you know sex games, fantasy, role-playing that kind of stuff. Actually, it's real hot. They're such great-looking guys and I love to watch them. I get off on the fantasy and even join in sometimes."
Kyle grinned, "We know what you mean, buddy, `cos we fool around like that with Bob. And when Randy gets involved, well, that big butch gypsy is a walking fantasy all on his own." Kevin added, "We talk to Bob a lot about stuff like that – three-ways, sex games and stuff – and he says it's a natural, healthy development with lovers when their relationship matures. Sure beats getting bored, doing the same-old-same-old, then looking elsewhere and cheating on each other."
"Oh Adam and Chad would never do that, mates. Their sex life together is already intense, it's just that they're always on the lookout for ways to spice it up."
There was another silence as the twins glanced again at each other and Kevin nodded imperceptibly at Kyle. "Er, dude," Kyle said. "Is that why we're here? Is that why they invited Bob and Randy to dinner?"
Nate smiled at their directness. "I honestly don't know, mates. I can tell you that they've been saying they should entertain more, and they especially wanted to get together again with Bob and Randy, so the invitation is genuine. Whether there's any more to it than that is anyone's guess."
Kyle said, "You know Bob originally called Chad to ask if they could spare you for a week to train Finn and Tyler in their new job as house managers – the job you used to do. But Chad said that might be difficult as you're so busy with redecorating the house here."
Nate smiled. "It's true that I'm redecorating, as you noticed when we came in. But nothing is that screamingly urgent and I could give it a break for a week. I'd enjoy training Tyler and Finn. And when I'm gone the guys love cooking for each other – like an old married couple, as Chad says. So you may be right – maybe there is something up. They certainly perked up when Bob suggested that you two join us. But I wouldn't let that worry you."
"Oh we're not worried," Kevin said brightly. "After all, Randy will be here and that guy would never let anyone do anything to us we didn't want."
"Everyone knows that, mates. Still, it looks like it's gonna be an interesting evening."
<><> ACTIVE IMAGINATIONS <><>
The twins' hunches about the dinner invitation were shared by Randy. At the end of the workday he and Bob were getting ready and Randy said. "So what's this dinner thing with Adam and Chad all about, buddy? I mean, if it's just a simple job deciding whether Nate can come here for a week and train Tyler and Finn, that could be done over the phone."
"I was asking myself the same question, Randy. And I wondered why the guys jumped at the idea of the twins joining us. Still, we might be over-imagining things – seeing a plot that doesn't exist. They've been talking for weeks about asking us to dinner as we haven't spent much time with them since they moved into that house. They probably want to show off the way they've transformed it. Apparently Nate has blossomed into quite the interior decorator."
"Maybe so. And they're both great guys, they wouldn't try any rough stuff with me around."
Bob chuckled, "They know if they did you'd give them the worst of it. You could take them both on and they know it."
"You better believe it, dude," Randy grinned, clenching his fists. "A long time since I tangled with Adam. That macho Aussie is quite the stud. You think he's the top man in that relationship?"
"I have no idea, Randy. Chad is no slouch either, they're both dominant alpha males so I'd bet they give and take. Unlike you, I've never actually fucked Chad – not yet anyway. Er, by the way, you're not wearing that old T-shirt are you?"
"Why not? Grady told me his boy Brian calls their place butch-elegant."
Bob laughed. "Well, you got the butch part down, but you missed the `elegant' by a mile." At least put on that new brown polo shirt I bought you. I love that look – preppy on the outside with a horny gypsy on the inside straining to get out."
"I wish you'd stop telling me how to dress, dude. Did you learn nothing last night when I fucked you into submission and showed you I'm the boss of this outfit? Damn, you're lucky I'm even wearing a shirt."
"I wouldn't go with you if you weren't. You know that old restaurant notice – `No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service'. Although Adam and Chad would probably get off on a shirtless gypsy. Come on, get rid of that disgusting T-shirt and let's go. We don't wanna be late. Chad and Adam have probably turned the twins into kitchen slaves by now."
"Not even in jest, buddy," Randy growled.
<><> RANDY BARGES RIGHT IN <><>
When Randy's truck pulled up at Adam and Chad's large house Bob smiled. "Well, will you look at that? Like a Norman Rockwell painting called `Domestic Bliss'. There they both are in the doorway, under an arch of wisteria, with their dog Molly romping at their feet."
"And they look fucking hot," Randy said, already flexing his biceps under the short sleeves of the brown polo shirt. He was right. Hunky Chad was dressed similar to Bob, in tan slacks and a white, short-sleeved dress-shirt opened far enough to give a glimpse of his sculpted chest underneath. Rugged Adam, with a broad Aussie grin, was in cargo shorts and a brown and blue Hawaiian shirt hanging open over his pecs and ripped abs.
Randy murmured, "So that's what young Brian meant by butch-elegant." They got down from the truck and Chad yelled, "Watch it – here comes Molly."
Molly was not the Golden Retriever of their earlier romantic dreams but a goofy-looking mutt, the size of a Golden and twice as energetic. She bounded up to Randy, leapt up and put her paws on his chest. "Down!" yelled Chad. "Where are your manners, girl?"
Bob laughed, "Smart dog. She went straight for the guy who doesn't give a shit about manners."
Randy ruffled Molly's head, then went down on one knee and hugged her while she licked his face. "Friends for life," Adam grinned as the four men exchanged warm hugs. In this over-sexed quartet four boners quickly bulged under their pants.
They went into the house and Bob and Randy stood in the living room and stared around in admiration. "Guys, you've done a tremendous job here. Looks wonderful."
"You should save your praise for this guy," Chad smiled as Nate walked in. "He's the decorator in the family."
Nate was modest, "My work was made easy by Randy and Lloyd. After Lloyd did the architectural stuff and Randy remodeled the house so handsomely, it was paint-ready as they say. These guys just told me what they wanted and bingo!" Nate waved an arm proudly round the room.
"Kid," Randy said, "I could put a ton of decorating business your way. Whenever our residential division completes a contract for an apartment building the owner often asks for referrals to a good decorator he can suggest to new tenants. Judging by what you've done here, Nate, you'd be perfect. Our manager Seth is in charge of residential construction so you should get together with him."
"Good on ya, mate," Adam said, flashing that gleaming Aussie smile. "That's just the kind of lead Nate needs." He shook Randy's hand and they squeezed tight – and didn't let go. Their eyes met and Adam drawled, "Oh yeah, I recall that grip, mate. Quite the challenge." When they finally separated, their erections strained at their pants.
"So, how are the twins doing in the kitchen?" Bob asked. "I was telling Randy you've probably turned them into your kitchen slaves by now."
In the momentary silence that followed, Chad and Adam exchanged glances that went unnoticed by everyone else except Bob. His sensitive antennas picked up a spark of mischief that unsettled him. "Er, they're doing a great job, sir," Nate said. "Come through and say hello."
When Bob saw Kyle and Kevin he was pleased to see his facetious comment had been unfounded. Far from looking like slaves, the identical twins were working happily together, wearing chef's hats and the dark green apron of the tribe's main house. It had become a tradition that each house had its own color – green for the compound, burgundy for the Grady House, navy blue for Doctor Steve's house and, the newest, light brown for Nate in this house.
The twins were definitely in charge of the kitchen and Nate just stood back and admired, and did whatever tasks the twins assigned him. "Everything under control, guys?" Bob asked, to be answered with mocking raised eyebrows from the twins. Everything was always under control in any kitchen they managed.
"Sorry, guys, dumb question. It just slipped out. You, er, being treated well by the masters of the house. The twins looked at Nate and giggled. "No, sir," Kyle said, "they come in frequently and whip us to make us work faster, like galley slaves."
"Sorry, guys," Bob grinned, "another dumb question. I've been letting my imagination get the better of me. You'll be joining us for dinner, of course. You're guest chefs after all."
"Honored guests, sir," said Nate. "So of course they'll be joining us. Come back to the living room, sir, and I'll serve cocktails."
With a last smile at the twins Bob followed Nate back into the living room where Nate took their cocktail orders. He looked around at the four gorgeous men sprawled on the couch and in armchairs. "Er if you don't mind my saying so, sirs, that sight is bloody brilliant, as we say Down-Under. Four gorgeous men all together. Gets my fantasy juices all stirred up. OK, I'm gonna set the table in the dining room so I'll leave you gentlemen to talk and plot or whatever."
"He's turned into such a great guy," Bob said after Nate left. "You must be so proud of him, Adam – and you too, Chad, now he's your boy too."
"Yeah," Chad said. "He's really Adam's boy, but now neither one of us can do without him."
"Even for a week?" Randy asked, typically charging right into a subject the others would have tiptoed around. "I mean that's really why we're here, ain't it?"
Adam laughed. "I love you, Randy, you never hold back, no finessing around. A man after my own heart – you should have been born an Aussie. But actually no, that's not the main reason we're all here. We've been wanting to have you guys over here ever since Nate started tarting the place up. We wanted to show it off, and it's a long time since we four got together.
"Yeah," Chad said, "and when we learned of the staff changes down there at your place, and your need for Nate to help train your guys, it seemed like as good a time as any to have you over and talk. The twins are a bonus."
Randy bulldozed on. "So what's all this stuff about Nate being too valuable for you here to lend him out for a week? That ain't really true, is it?"
"Randy, please ..." Bob said, putting a restraining hand on Randy's.
"No worries, mate," Adam grinned. "I appreciate Randy's frankness. Good on ya, big guy – you and I speak the same language. Like I said, you should a' been an Aussie. And as a matter of fact you're partly right, mate. It's true that Nate is doing a great job here, but it's also true that he could take a week off to come to you. He likes the idea of training Tyler and Finn in the house-management job he used to do."
"Even so," Chad said, taking up the explanation, "we also saw an opportunity to do a little deal with you guys – you know, get a little something out of it for us – kind of a quid-pro-quo."
Bob smiled, "Didn't wanna just roll over and play dead, uh? I can understand that."
"Will, I can't," Randy huffed.
"Randy," Bob laughed, "you are the Gypsy King of deal-makers. It's what you do all day at work, with clients and suppliers."
"At work, sure, I twist a few arms. But I don't do deals involving the boys."
"Dinner is served gentlemen," Nate said from the doorway. And that brought the subject to a close – for now.
<><> A QUID-PRO-QUO <><>
The topic was temporarily forgotten amid enthusiastic comments when they went into the newly decorated dining room, with its long table end-on to open French windows that gave a rustic view of the garden. They admired the way Nate had blended style and masculinity. Bob said, "It's what Grady's boy Brian calls butch-elegant."
Chad laughed. "That kid has a word for everything. I hear that he's learning Italian from Mario. The boy has become invaluable for those two. They can't do without him."
The conversation had again veered dangerously close to the subject of Nate, and Bob saw Randy take a deep breath, ready to hold forth, when they were saved by the twins' appearance with food. Again, words of praise pushed the topic into the background as the twins set the dishes before them.
Pretty soon the twins and Nate were taking their bows, which had become a ritual part of any meal in the tribe. Nate stood between the twins, all three in chef's caps and aprons. They took off their hats, raised them high and swooped them down in an extravagant low bow, to applause from the men.
Conversation was launched right away, with so much to discuss about Grady's new movie and the studio's hiring of Jamie and Eddie. Nate was especially excited about his close friend Jamie. "He's starting work right away – tomorrow. They are shooting what they call establishing shots – you know, the longshot view at the start of a scene – and they need Jamie to organize the surfing extras to get the shot just right."
It wasn't until near the end of the meal, after lots of wine and brandy, that the thorny topic of loaning out Nate reared its head again. Nate had said, "I might spend a couple of days at the beach with Jamie and even get to be one of the surfers."
"Provided you can get the time off from your duties here, kiddo," Randy said with more than a hint of sarcasm.
"Oh, no worries there, sir, I can always get away to ..." He stopped suddenly, realizing he had walked into a trap.
Bob had had enough. "Look, you guys, I wanna say something. It's been great getting together like this – delicious food, your gorgeous house and great company. But there's this rather silly little issue been hanging over us about Nate coming to us for a week. Can we resolve the thing once and for all? I mean, earlier, Chad, you mentioned some kind of a deal – like a tit-for-tat?"
Chad smiled. "I'm sorry, guys, we never intended this to get heavy in any way or, god forbid, spoil our evening or our friendship. It was just a bit of fun, something we thought you'd all get a kick out of." All eyes gazed at him expectantly. "OK," Chad grinned, "what it comes down to is simply this. You get Nate for a week ... and we get the twins for an hour."
There was a leaden silence as Randy tensed and Bob frowned. "You mean, in the kitchen?"
"No, mate," Adam chuckled. "Your boys have already done brilliant work there. No, truth is Chad and me are always looking for ways to spice up our sex lives, and we've always been fascinated by your gorgeous identical twins. I mean, Bob, you know better than anyone what a sexual turn-on that is. So we'd like to ... play for an hour or so, have a little fun."
"No fucking way, dude." Randy blurted, all his protective urges rising up. "There is no way I'm gonna turn our boys over to anyone for a `bit of fun' ... just to spice up your fucking sex lives. Whatever happened to this monogamy you always boasted about? Fooling with our kids don't exactly sound monogamous to me."
"Oh Randy," Chad said, "I'm sorry I expressed myself poorly. Adam and I always have sex together, but recently we have occasionally included other guys too. And you wouldn't be `turning them over' to us. You'd be right there watching, and you could call a halt at any time. There's nothing sinister about this."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute," Bob said gently. "I don't like bargaining over our boys, loaning them out as if they were boys-for-hire. I always consult the twins in everything. So Kyle, Kevin, what's your take on all this?"
The twins' shining eyes answered for them. Kyle said, "Sir, most boys would jump at a chance to hook up with Adam and Doctor Chad. And we're like most boys – except that we're identical to each other ..."
"And both identically gorgeous," Adam grinned sexily.
"Matter of fact," Kevin said, "we've sometimes fantasized about ... well, maybe that's too private. But there is just one thing, sirs. We wouldn't be separated, would we?"
"No – hell no, mates," Adam smiled. "Quite the opposite – that's the point. The whole attraction is you two beauties together. And like Chad said, Randy, if the twins are not into it you can call a halt at any time."
Randy growled, but reluctantly took his cue from Bob, who said. "I think the twins deserve a reward for their hard work producing this wonderful dinner. And if this is a reward that appeals to them, that's their call, and I say go for it."
"Thank you, sir," the twins said in unison. Then a mischievous smile spread over Kyle's face. Er, sirs, as we sat here my brother and I have been admiring your garden and we couldn't help noticing that big tree, and the ropes hanging down from one of the branches."
"Ah yeah," Adam said, "the scene of many sexual fantasies, as Nate can confirm." Nate smiled and nodded, excited by this turn of events. Adam asked the twins, "You think you would ...?"
Yes please, sir," they said again in unison. They turned and sealed the deal with a kiss – embracing each other in a passionate kiss that was anything but fraternal."
"Crikey," Adam said in his Australian slang. "Oh yeah, mates. Let the games begin."
<><> THE TWINS IN CHARGE <><>
Things didn't go quite as Chad and Adam had hoped – or as badly as Randy had feared. Bob seemed quite relaxed about the whole thing and whispered to Randy, "Don't worry, Randy, I know my boys. They have a way of taking charge without it even showing."
"They take after you, then."
"Of course they do – they're my boys."
The whole group moved out into the garden and Bob, Randy and Nate sat on a bench as spectators. Nate was having a great time. He also knew the boys well, and shared Bob's view that they knew just what they were doing.
The twins had taken off their aprons when they sat down for dinner and were now wearing their habitual clothes of loafers, white shorts and pastel polo shirts – blue for Kyle, green for Kevin. They accompanied Adam and Chad to the tree they had mentioned and looked up at the two ropes hanging close together from a branch. Tied at the end of each rope were leather wrist restraints lined with fleece.
Adam and Chad pulled off their shirts, stripping for action, but before they could give orders Kevin said, with a winning smile, "Sirs, would you like to see the foreplay we do for Bob when we have sex?"
"Sure, mate, why not?" Adam said, intrigued to learn some of Bob's bedroom secrets. The twins took a step back and stood side by side. Working in perfect sync they reached behind their necks and slowly pulled their shirts up, revealing their lithe, tanned bodies – ripped abs and perfectly formed pecs. They pulled the shirts off over their heads and threw them aside.
They tossed their heads, shaking loose their tangled hair, smiled at Chad and Adam, then turned to face each other. They ran their hands over their brother's smooth, tanned chest, put a hand behind the other's neck and pulled close into a slowly building kiss.
"Holy shit," Chad moaned, "that's beautiful." His hand went down to the bulge in his slacks and he was about to unzip them when Kyle said, "Sir, you will climax too quickly like that. As you are renting us for a whole hour it would be a waste to cum too soon. You have to get your money's worth." Kyle was subtlely planting in their minds the impression that they were boys for hire, rented for the hour, putting on a show for clients – as they did for Bob, and now for them.
Chad hesitated but Adam said, "The kid's right buddy. I could cum just by touching my dick. We'll have the brothers tied up here soon enough, just as we planned, but in the meantime ...' He clasped his hands behind his back. Adam was more experienced and inventive in sex than Chad who usually took his cue from him – as he did now, putting his hands behind his back.
Adam grinned, "OK, boys, let's see what you got."
Kevin faced the men and Kyle got behind him. He reached round him, unzipped his shorts and let them drop. He was wearing nothing underneath and his rigid cock sprang out. Running his crotch against his brother's ass, Kyle reached round and tweaked Kevin's nipples in his fingertips.
"Beautiful," Chad said softly, as the twins changed places and Kevin pulled down Kyle's shorts. Naked now the identical twins stood side-by-side facing the men. They were such an erotic sight that both men instinctively again touched the bulge in their pants. But Kevin said seductively. "Please, sir, allow us to take care of that for you."
On the bench Bob was smiling – he had been through this routine with the twins many times before. He said softly to Randy, "Now who do you think is in charge over there, buddy?"
The twins walked in lockstep toward Adam and Chad and sank to their knees in front of them. They looked up and smiled, and then, in unison, pulled open the men's pants, reached in and pulled out their iron-hard cocks. The twins leaned forward and licked the heads, already oozing pre-cum.
The men stared down in awe at the stunning sight of the naked twins opening their mouths wide and swallowing their bulging cocks deeper and deeper down their throats until their youthful faces were buried in their pubic hair.
The faces were identical, the action was identical and the sensation felt by the men was identical, as if they were being serviced by the same boy, and it made Adam and Chad feel closer to each other than ever. Adam turned to look at Chad. "Damn, I can't take much more of this, it's gonna make me cum."
"Not yet, buddy." Chad kissed his lover while the twins, kneeling before them, worked on their cocks. With the sensitivity Bob had taught them they brought the men to the brink of their climax before pulling back, denying their orgasm and leaving them craving for more. The twins teased them repeatedly by feasting on their cocks, leaving them more frustrated each time.
Then without warning, the twins pulled back and bent low. They took off the men's shoes and pulled down Chad's slacks and Adam's shorts. They kissed the men's bare feet in an act of worship that angered Randy who was about to leap off the bench when Bob held him back. "Please, Randy, it's what the twins want. I know them well – they're still in control."
Randy was placated when he saw the twins stand up and smile at the naked Aussie and the doc. "You are so beautiful, sirs," Kevin said. "Allow us to admire and service your bodies." Gently the twins grasped the men's wrists and pulled their arms up to the ropes. Reflexively the men held onto the restraints high above them.
The twins stood back and admired the naked men, their muscular bodies stretched upward on full display. "Thank you, sirs," Kyle said. "You are so beautiful," Kevin smiled. In a dual act of body worship the brothers reached forward and ran their hands lovingly over the men's flexed biceps and chests.
They moved closer and kissed the handsome lovers, then licked their necks, ran their tongues down the cleft between their pecs, bit their nipples, and then buried their faces in the wiry hair of their armpits. Finally, leaving the men stunned, they pulled away, took a step back and gazed at the naked masters, their muscles stretched as they still held onto the ropes above them.
"Sirs," Kyle smiled, "we know you have been wanting to see us in that position, to do to us what you had planned." Kevin said, "And we are ready now, sirs."
On the bench Bob said quietly to Randy and Nate. "Perfect. That's my boys – still calling the shots. They're not submitting to the masters, they are allowing them to do what Adam and Chad have wanted all along."
"I still don't like it," Randy growled menacingly.
"Cool it, Randy. It's what the twins have wanted all along too."
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Adam and Chad had a vague feeling that they had just been given permission by the twins to proceed. This impression was strengthened when the men let go of the ropes and the twins took their places under the tree branch. Standing side by side they raised their arms in unison and slid their hands into the buckled wrist restraints.
This was the erotic sight the men had planned on, the two identically handsome young jocks, butt naked, tied up and at their mercy. At least that was the fantasy. But the men were acutely aware that Randy was watching them through narrowed laser-blue eyes, fists clenched, crouched like a panther ready to pounce at the first hint of danger.
The wind went momentarily out of the men's sails, but they got a boost when they saw the identical white globes of the twins' asses just waiting to be used – even if the brothers themselves seemed to be running the show. And the boys made the next move – turning their faces to each other, their arms still stretched by the ropes. They smiled, then kissed each other again – a kiss that this time seemed endless.
"This is it, mate," Adam said to Chad. "It's time we started to get a piece of the action here. This was supposed to be our party." He reached down to a nearby table and picked up a tube of lube. He squeezed some in his own palm, then in Chad's. Adam stood behind Kyle, Chad behind Kevin, and they lubed their cocks.
Bob had to restrain Randy again as he growled. "No, they're not gonna fuck my boys."
Randy. They're our boys and I know they want this. It makes their own love-making more intense. Just stay where you are and watch."
The twins' lips separated for a moment and Kyle mouthed, "I love you, bro," as they felt the long hard cocks pressing between their ass cheeks. The brothers kissed again, an act that intensified the men's lust. "Damn this is hot," Adam said, grinning at Chad over the boys' shoulders. "Time we took charge, mate. Like the kid said, gotta get our money's worth."
They grabbed the boys' waists, pulled their flawless butts back onto their cocks and drove in deep. The brothers groaned and finally their mouths separated, but their eyes were sparkling as they looked first at each other, then at the man fucking their brother. Their naked bodies and cocks were grinding together and each boy saw the same look of ecstasy on his brother's face that he himself was feeling.
It was a perfect four-way, and a novel experience for Chad and Adam that added a new dimension to their already passionate relationship.
But on the garden bench feelings were less compatible, at least for the snarling gypsy. Randy had always felt hostile to the concept of any other man fucking Bob, and by extension to anyone fucking Bob's boys. Thus was his family, he protected them, he made the rules.
Nate sensed his building anger and said carefully, "Er, sir, I really think the twins wanted this. When we talked in the kitchen they had a sense that something like this would come up, and they loved being part of the men's bargain."
But Randy ignored him. As the action intensified he watched Adam and Chad cream the boys' asses. The men had reached up and wrapped their hands round the twins' wrists in the restraints, making it impossible to them to escape – even if they had wanted to – but even now the boys' moans conveyed more pleasure than pain.
Bob had pulled out his cock and was stroking it slowly. "Man, that is so hot." To him and Nate the scene was a homoerotic spectacle of two muscular alpha men pounding the asses of two identical young jocks, all four naked bodies stretched upward to the overhead branch.
Even Randy, despite his smoldering rage, had a huge bulge in his jeans, and his mix of anger and lust were focused on one man – Adam. That earlier bone-crunching handshake between the Aussie and the gypsy was a token of their complex feelings for each other – admiration, respect and lust, tinged with the rivalry inherent in many pairs of rugged alpha males.
They had tangled in the past, establishing their equal top-man status by fucking each other. But what galled Randy most right now was the sight of the naked Adam butt-fucking Bob's boy Kyle – a sight certain to revive his dormant competitive instincts.
The dark gypsy's anger crested and he made his move. Shaking off Bob's restraining hand he got up strode over to the tree, pulled off his shirt and stood behind Adam. Adam scarcely noticed, he was so engrossed in the handsome face of one twin facing him and the ass of the other as he fucked it. The twins' reactions were, like everything else, identical, and every time he drove into Kyle's ass he saw the wince of euphoria on Kevin's face.
It was a mesmerizing sensation, but Adam's trance was about to end. Randy ripped open his jeans and pulled out his massive shaft. He didn't mess with lube. He simply spat on his cock, grabbed Adam's waist from behind and ramrodded his ass.
"Aaagh!" Adam howled in surprise at the sudden invasion of his ass, but his tough Aussie grit surged up and he said defiantly, "That all you got, stud? You're not gonna save your kid like that. My cock feels too good in his ass."
The action intensified, with the Aussie pounding the boy's ass while the gypsy's shaft penetrated his. Looking over the twins' shoulders Chad grinned, "That's it buddy. Show the big boss you can take it and give it."
The twins gazed at each other with sparkling eyes. As Kevin felt Chad's rod in his ass he looked over at Bob, sitting stunned on the bench. Nate said, "Kevin wants you, sir. You gotta retaliate. You can't leave all the heavy lifting to Randy."
Bob got up and took off his shirt. He went over to Randy and murmured in his ear, "OK, big guy, have it your way ... you always do. Bob pulled out his cock and lubed it from the tube on the table. He walked behind Chad and said, "Brace yourself, doc. We gotta keep things symmetrical." He pressed his cock between Chad's ass cheeks and let him do the rest. As his rod moved in and out of Kevin's butt, his own ass pushed back on Bob's cock and he felt it sink deep inside him.
Nate could hardly believe his eyes. "Damn ... poetry in motion," he said to himself, watching the four muscular men move in total sync like a well-oiled machine. The twins were in the middle, getting plowed by the doc and the Aussie, while Randy and Bob avenged them by pounding the men's asses as they fucked.
Nate grinned. If this was rivalry it was hard to tell top from bottom. His men, Adam and Chad, were both, as they fucked the boys and got fucked by the masters. Nate reached under the bench and pulled out his secret weapon, one of Eddie's older cameras he had given him for just such a moment as this.
He stood up and circled the action, remembering all Eddie's tips on longshots, zooms, and close-ups. Seeing this spectacle on video would be the only way to make the other boys believe what had happened.
As the action got hot and heavy the three couples stared breathlessly at each other. Randy grinned over the other guys' shoulders at Bob. Adam smiled at his lover Chad. And in the middle the twins, of course, kissed. The boys' bodies churned against each other, their stiff dicks grinding together between them as they felt they were being reamed by four men.
But such perfect symmetry could not be maintained for long, especially as all six men were racing to their climax. Inevitably it was Randy, the avenger and protector, who called the shots. "OK, guys, this is it. I'm gonna bust my fucking load in the Aussie's ass. Here it comes ... fuck ... yeah ... Aaagh!"
It was the howl of an animal in heat that echoed round the garden, the signal for six orgasms as Adam and Chad came inside the boys while their own asses were flooded by the boys' masters.
As for the twins, who had started the whole pornographic ritual, they smiled knowingly into each other's eyes, rubbed against each other and spurted semen up between their churning bodies."
Before lowering his camera Nate yelled, "Good on ya, mates. Totally bloody brilliant."
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It took a few minutes for the guys to grasp what had just happened. Then they paired off. Adam and Chad embraced, exhilarated by the thrill of something brand new in their lives together. Randy and Bob hugged the twins. "You guys sure you're OK?" Randy asked with concern.
"Never better, sirs," they said in unison.
"Nate," Adam shouted, "looks like you're gonna spend the next week helping Bob over at the compound, eh Chad?"
"I'll say. After that performance by his twins, Bob can pretty much call the shots."
As they all got dressed Randy said, "Hey, guys, I could murder a Scotch right around now."
The twins stood to attention. "Allow us, sirs. We took a short break from our kitchen duties, but we're back and we'll be pleased take your cocktail orders."
After Kyle and Kevin went into the house with Nate, Chad shook his head in amazement. "Those guys of yours are phenomenal, Bob. We had all kinds of elaborate plans for them, but they take over, put on a show for us, and then get face-fucked and butt-fucked. Then what do they do? They get dressed, brush themselves off and politely take our drinks orders as if nothing had happened."
Randy grinned proudly. "And to think that when Bob first met them they were a couple of homeless kids trying to steal his car to live in. Say what you like about my man here, he sure knows how to turn kids around and transform them into junior versions of himself."
Bob shrugged. "As the old saying goes, all it takes is love. I saw from the first they were good kids at heart. They just needed someone to love them."
The boys came back with drinks and the group sat around the garden in the moonlight and mellowed out. "So, mate," Adam smiled at Nate, "after the peace and quiet here you think you're ready for that boisterous bunch of guys over at the compound."
Nate grinned. "I reckon so, sir. I ran that house for years and that required licking some of the boys into shape. But that won't be necessary this time. It'll be a pleasure to teach Finn and Tyler my old job, as I once did with Eddie."
"The excitement's running high right now though," Bob said, "with all the changes coming."
"Sure is," Nate agreed. "Eddie has called a meeting of the boys now that he's handing over his job and running off to the studio. Should be quite a meeting. He's gone from calling himself the senior-junior boy to the junior-senior boy, though nobody can tell the difference."
Amid the laughter Bob said, "And everyone, me included, is wondering who Brandon will hire as office assistants. He says he's looking for a couple of young guys he can train. Until that happens I'm gonna be helping out there, and I made it clear I will be Brandon's assistant. He'll be in charge now that Jamie has left for his big job on Grady's movie, training the surfers."
"Oh, which reminds me," Nate said. "Jamie's old buddy Larry is coming in from Palm Springs and Jamie's asked both of us to go down to Malibu with him when the crew shoots the establishing shots I told you about earlier. Jamie and I go back a long way, but Jamie and Larry go back even farther. Should be quite a reunion."
Bob sighed. "So many changes, so many stories. Sometimes I lose the plot."
The twins smiled and Kevin said, "Never mind, sir, you have us to keep you on track."
"Just like we just did," Kyle added.
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TO BE CONTINUED in "A Trial Of Strength" – Chapter 527
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