AN ORPHAN By Lee Mariner July 2002
DISCLAIMER: This story is a gay fantasy that depicts homosexual acts between young men. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS MATERIAL OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.
All characters depicted are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased.
ENGAGING IN UNPROTECTED SEX CAN LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE AVOIDED.
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Copyright: 2002 -- Author: Lee Mariner -- All Rights are Reserved.
Chapter #19
I heard Stu saying something about picking Cody and Adam up at their place at 7:30 while I was putting the locked attache case away in one of the closets in our bedroom. I didn't hear him come into the room and I jumped just a little when he spoke.
"Clyde, I'm not being paranoid but maybe when we go out tonight we better take that case with us. What do you think?"
"Probably a good idea Stu, glad you thought about it. I hadn't and there is no need to be taking any chances. Did I hear you say we would be picking Cody and Adam up? Did they tell you where we will be having dinner or did you talk about that?"
"There is a Texas style steak house that is supposed to be very good. Think you could handle a thick steak with the trimmings?" Stu said as he put his arms around my neck.
"This has been a pretty busy day Clyde but do you know what we have forgotten?"
"No I haven't forgotten but we have been pretty well tied up with other things and people. What time is it in Baltimore?"
"Just a little after 2PM there, where is the number? I'll call on the cell phone."
"Always thinking like a lawyer aren't you? The card is in my wallet, I'll get it if you don't break my ribs first."
"Gee Clyde, see how you effect me?"
"Uhuh." I said as he relaxed his arms from just below my rib cage & inhaling deeply.
The card we had gotten from the lady when we were tested only had two things printed on it, BACT @ 1- 888-722-8686. On the back of the card I had written the identification numbers we had been given, 776355 & 776356.
Stu dialed the telephone number and after a few seconds I heard him recite the numbers from the back of the card. He was listening to the person on the other end not saying very much for a few minutes and I was getting a little tense, waiting apprehensively.
"Hey, that's good to hear." He said suddenly. "No mistake or anything? Good. I can't tell you when we will be in your office, at least not right now. We both are in Nebraska for now but I can call you when we get back in Baltimore. Thanks again, we really appreciate it." Stu said hanging the telephone up and placing it on the table. His eyes were shining and he was smiling from ear to ear as he looked at me.
"Okay, okay. It must be good news from the way your face is so lit up, tell me." I pleaded as he moved closer his hands & arms sliding around my waist and up my back pulling us tightly together. His eyes gleamed like fiery beacons as he pressed his lips too mine his tongue probing, pressuring for entrance. Stu's tongue twisted and darted joisting with mine. The kiss was passionate and I could feel a fiery heat building and spreading from his body through our clothing and over me as he ground his groin into mine.
Leaning back slightly, breaking the kiss and breathing heavily, he huskily whispers "fuck me Clyde like we both have wanted. No more Latex babe, just you and me."
He started ripping his clothes off and my cock surged hardening, throbbing. A passionate desire flowed over both of us as our clothing dropped on the floor and we fell on the bed, bodies writhing together. Stu was pleading in soft guttural tones, "fuck me Clyde, take me, and let me feel your cock filling my ass."
Stewart wrapped his legs around my waist pulling me tight his arms around my chest holding me. Kissing passionately I felt my hot throbbing cock probing and slippery with pre-cum slide over his soft perineum flesh between scrotum and anus. We both quivered in each other arms feelings of ecstasy covering us sending electric shocks surging over passionately raw nerves when the head of my cock pressed against his tight anus. Looking into his eyes pure lust flamed in their depths and I pressed deeper until with a sudden lunge the velvety head slipped inside his ass and the sphincter muscles snapped tightly round the girth of my hot steel hard cock. Stewart gasped lifting his hips sucking his gut in and filling his lungs as I slid deeper and deeper inside his hot smooth rectum reaching for his innermost bowels.
When I felt the thick soft hair covering my pelvis pressing against the perineum just under his balls, the intense heat sent a fire surging upwards through my body, "my god Stu, it feels like my cock is inside a furnace. Jesus you're so hot."
He held my head with both hands his eyes flashing as he pulled me down and our lips met in a soft loving passionate kiss filled with the desire for each other. The sweat was pouring from both of us as I started a slow withdrawal and entering again and again in long slow piston movements. We slowly ascended the volcanic heights of passion building a cataclysmic eruption as the euphoric fog of physical need enveloped us. My head lay beside his as my hips went into a sexual overdrive and I felt my muscles and his tightening as our cocks swelled and hardened, the prelude to the erotic forces that would send us over the edge together. We both moaned in unison "Now, now. Yessssssssss, Yesssssssss" and we shuddered as one under the intense climax that sent my sperm gushing and filling Stu's bowels as he jerked and covered us both with hot streams of thick molten creamy white sperm. Gasping, our lungs demanding air we collapsed with me over his smooth slick sperm covered chest and stomach.
I lay there for what seemed an eternity in the after glow of having reached the ultimate heroic climax, my cock throbbing deep inside Stu's hot bowels. I had given Stu everything I could give and I felt his sphincter gripping me tight, stripping, milking the remnants from the softening length of my cock. His hand slowly stroked my hair and he cooed softly "I love you Clyde, so very much" as my softening cock slowly slipped from his body.
With a long low sigh I lifted my head and kissed him my tongue playing with the surface of his succulent lips. "Now you have all I can give you Stu, everything I had to give is yours."
His eyes smoldered with an intense soft love deep in their depths, "I've known that since the first time you looked into my eyes Clyde and I saw what you felt deep in yours. We have tested the feelings we have for each other and this just makes it all the more real now and for as long as I'm yours and you are mine."
"That will be for a very long time." I said brushing my lips over his nose and laying my head beside his breathing with him. A soft velvety fog drifted over us and Stu pulled a sheet up covering us as we slipped into the soft depths of sleep. Once more the orphan felt needed and wanted, no longer alone.
I guess we had slept a couple of hours in each other's arms when I felt my shoulder being gently shaken and Robert leaning over whispering in my ear to wake up. I turned my head a little bleary eyed looking up at him standing over us in his robe. "I'm awake, Robert, what's up?"
"It's after 5 o'clock and thought you might like a drink before we get ready for dinner. What time are Code and Adam coming over?"
"Stu talked with them, I think around 7:30. Where's Devon, still sleeping?"
"No, he wanted to check on the restaurant and be sure everything is in order. He's coming back after he cleans up and changes."
I slipped from under Stu's arm and he mumbled something unintelligible, burrowing his head into his pillow. My robe was hanging in the bathroom and since Robert didn't seem embarrassed before I went for it and we went into the other room. I had a feeling Robert had something on his mind other then just having a drink.
"What'll you have Rob? I just want a beer right now."
"Sounds good to me Clyde. I don't need a glass."
Pulling the beers from the fridge, I twisted the caps off and handed Robert his. We sat across from each other and while we both took a good swig I ran my eyes over him, he was a hell of a good looking man and had a lot to offer someone. I already had seen that he and Stu were almost like twins but Robert had a maturity that comes with age that Stu did not have yet. Stu was getting there but he did lack an air of confidence that his brother had.
Robs azure blue eyes locked with mine for just a second. "What's up Rob? There is something more then just wanting a drink before dinner isn't there?"
"Stu told me you didn't miss much and he was right. Yeah Clyde, I called the Branston family and talked with Clay Branston. After I identified the reason and myself for my call, he seemed a little surprised I would be calling him since he had been talking with Mr. Dickson about the sale of the hotel. I explained about your Uncle passing away and his estate being in probate. He wasn't aware that your uncle had been involved with the buying of the hotel since he had been talking with Mr. Dickson and Mr. Marx for almost a year and they had just placed a good faith sum in escrow with the option of purchase in 6 months or less. He was under the impression that Mr. Dickson and his partners owned West Point Associates. I asked him if the good faith money deposited was $1.3 million and he suggested we meet with him tomorrow for lunch, I accepted."
"And??" I said looking him in the eye, there was more then that on his mind.
"Mr. Branston became nervous when I mentioned your uncle being with West Point Associates and when I asked him about the escrow money that is when he invited us to lunch."
Neither one of us knew Stu was in the doorway from the bedroom until he spoke. "Hey, whatcha got your heads together about?"
I turned around at the sound of his voice. Stu stood in the doorway wearing the other robe in our room. His hair was all messed up and he had that innocent little boy look. The look when you just wake up from a sound sleep and he messed his hair up more as he walked towards me snuggling close after sitting down and laying his head on my shoulder.
"We were talking about the call Rob made to Mr. Branston this afternoon. Seems like we are having lunch with him tomorrow."
"You called him bro? When?"
"Right after Devon and I left you guys. Remember, I said we should have a talk with the Branston family? They are involved in this but I think only so far as the sale of the hotel goes. Mr. Branston asked us to join him for lunch at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. There is another way we can go with this if you want Clyde."
"What's that?"
"Confront Dickson with what we have and get his re- action. Technically, no crime has been committed since nothing has changed hands. All of the property and assets are still held by the estate. Dickson cannot do anything until the probate process is completed. If that is done, he assumes control of West Point Assoc and the assets that were transferred supposedly by your uncle."
"Lets go that way Rob, what do you think about it Stu?"
"There is nothing to be lost by doing it the way Robbie suggests Clyde. Give Dickson a chance to get off the hook."
We talked about a few more things when the connecting door slid back and Devon popped his head through, "okay if I come in?"
"Sure Dev., come on in." Robert said getting up and walking across the room. They embraced with a gently kiss.
Stu looked at me smiling and whispered in my ear, "I never knew I'd see the day my brother kissed another man!!!"
"Why should they be alone?" I asked looking into Stu's soft blue eyes pulling him closer. Our lips met in a soft yet passionate kiss tongues caressing within our mouths. "Mmmmmm you never taste the same way Stu."
"Neither do you Clyde and we better stop this before we all are in trouble."
"Nothing wrong with that kind of trouble Stewart. I like the kind of trouble Robert and I have been getting into."
They both stood hip-to-hip arms around each other and Robert could not have looked more like Stewart if he had tried. They stared into each other's eyes with foreheads touching. Love was blossoming between them. Stu looked at me again and we smiled as they left us still holding each other.
"Don't forget dinner at 7:30 Robbie." Stu called out getting a wave of his brother's arm as they went through the sliding door.
Stu and I went back in our bedroom and after taking a shower we lay down loving and playing with each other. My body tingled, muscles rippling as he caressed me and our lips met in soft gentle kisses. Stu molded his body to mine pressing our aching manhood tight together and the beat of our hearts could be felt in the throbbing of hard cocks straining as sharp shocking bolts of ecstatic feeling surged through us. Lying on my back I gave myself over too Stu's soft clinging lips as he kissed tight hard nipples and slowly kissed and lip nibbled downward his hands rubbing my sweat covered thighs. His mouth took the head of my pre-cum slick cock and I gasped arching my back upwards driving as much of the thick length that I could into his mouth moaning, "Stu, Stu, Stu babe. Suck it, drain it, and strip it dry." Stu twisted his body and drove the full 9" length of my throbbing cock down his throat, every muscle in my body tightened and strained as waves of fire swept over me engulfing us as I searched for his hot cock pulling his hips towards me.
Taking the hot length of his thick cock in my mouth driving my head downwards feeling it sink into my throat, Stu groaned sending lightening bolt shocks through me. Lust took over and we sucked, nursing on each other in a frenzy trying to draw the cream we wanted from each other. I felt my cock hardening, swelling as his did in my mouth and groaning deeply hot streams of thick sperm gushed down my throat and my life giving sperm flooded Stu's mouth and down his throat. We had no control over our bodies as we exploded with an almost volcanic force sweat slick muscles rippling as we reached the euphoric heights of our cataclysmic climaxes. We consumed the sealant of our mutual love and need for one another. One final surge of our hips and we collapsed, exhausted our muscles and cocks slowly relaxing and softening in the intense but soft after glow of having joined, becoming one with the other.
We lay together kissing and enjoying the feelings of mutual contentment that we transmitted between nuzzling and by our touching, feeling of each other. I loved the feeling of his smooth muscles rippling under my fingers and the outline of muscle covered ribs expanding as he breathed the soft beating of his heart in rhythm with my own. I had never loved anyone or anything as I loved him and I looked into his shining eyes kissing him softly.
"Clyde, are you comfortable with Robert being here like this? Does it bother you knowing he is bi- sexual?"
"Nothing bothers me Stewart except maybe the thought that I might lose you, that bothers me. Robert being bi-sexual is no bother but I think he is falling in love with Devon and that might be a problem you and he will need to solve."
"I think you are right about that and I am happy for Robbie, he deserves some happiness. His wife hasn't given him much that's for sure. As for losing me, not a chance and nothing else needs to be said about that, we are stuck with each other for better or worse. I just want this mess over so we can start living and doing things together."
Stud snuggled closer holding me tight kissing my chest his lips soft, his tongue like a fiery dart. I ran my hand through his soft hair smelling the clean sweet odor that surrounded him.
"Are you ready for another shower?" He smiled at me as we slid out of bed. He giggled a little, almost skipping into the bathroom.
The Branston was an old but well regarded hotel in Lincoln. Over the years it had seen very little change and was rated high in service, accommodation and restaurant facilities. If you looked close you could see that it needed a facelift. In general it was in good condition but new carpet and replacement of quite a bit of the furniture would make a big difference. The inclusion of a health spa, pool and exercise atrium would he a big help a lot. In general a good facelift was needed. It had a reputation and excellent potential if someone would take it over and make changes upgrading the buildings and services. Even with my untrained eye, I could see that from just looking around as we went down into the lobby. Robert was looking around as we walked and I wondered if he was thinking about our scheduled meeting with Clay Branston.
I had called down and asked that the Explorer be brought to the front entrance and Cody and Adam were standing just outside of the door talking with Nicky. They saw us coming and waved starting towards us. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Martineze step from behind the front desk.
"Good evening gentleman. Mr. Ricksford, would you have a minute or two you could spare? I'd like a word with you."
"If Mr. Hampton can be present, of course."
"Well, I really would rather just talk with you if we could?"
"Sorry, but you have a good evening. We will be seeing you later I think."
"My office is this way Mr.Ricksford, Mr. Hampton. I won't hold you up but a minute." Martineze led the way and I glanced at Stewart standing with the others, shrugging my shoulders as I followed Robert
"What's that all about Stu, do you know?" Cody asked as we walked away.
"I have a hunch but maybe we better wait until they get back. Lets just say Martineze might be running a little scared. Rob and Clyde will tell us all about it. Lets get a drink while they are gone, damn you and Adam are looking good. Where did you get that shirt? I'd like to get one of them."
"Adam & I but most of our stuff at a store over on "P" St. we can go there before you leave. Devon is looking really good, smiling and laughing. I haven't seen him like this in a long time since he and his lover broke up. That was really nasty. I don't think he has been in bed with anyone since then. Your brother must be pretty hot stuff."
"Devon seems to think so, I'm happy for both of them. I'll tell you about Robert someday after all this is settled."
Martineze opened the door behind the front desk and stood aside as Rob and I walked in. The office was smaller then I thought it might be and not that well furnished. There were a couple of pictures on the wall, file cabinet with a vase full of artificial flowers in one corner. His desk was small with a lowboy office chair and two metal straight back chairs in front of it. The only light hung from the ceiling with a cut glass globe around the bulb. Not much of an office for the Manager of the Branston and I could see Robert was thinking the same thing.
We sat down and Martineze took his seat behind the desk. You could see a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and above his pencil thin mustache. His eyes looked down at the blotter in front of him, nothing being said.
"You asked Mr. Hampton and I in here Martineze, what for?"
"I really don't know exactly how I should say this Mr. Ricksford, its rather complicated."
"The best way is usually from the beginning and up front. I'll help you a little, what was your investment in West Point Associates? You are shown on the corporate filings as being the Treasurer with Mr. Dickson as Vice-President and Mr. Marx as Secretary. Usually the Secretary and Treasurer positions in a corporation are combined but not in this case. Mr. Hamptons uncle is shown as the President but then, he is dead isn't he?"
"When did you learn all of this? Dickson said everything would be over by the end of the week and we would own the Branston. He has been negotiating with Mr. Clay Branston and has already put money in escrow for its purchase. I didn't have anything to do with any of the other stuff."
"What was your investment Martineze? He just didn't make you the Treasurer out of the goodness of his heart. Did you know Kyle Marx the farm manager?"
"I had heard of him but that is all. I think he is a friend of Dickson or maybe Mr. Hampton."
"You still haven't answered my question Martineze, what was your investment? How much did it cost you?"
Robert's tone was cold and calculating as he pressured Martineze, I almost felt sorry for him. Martineze sat looking down and the sweat was pouring off of him.
"Mr. Ricksford, I know Marx has been manager of the farm outside West Point, it is a very high priced male prostitute operation with its own private airstrip. They are supposed to be making pornographic video's from behind a mirrored wall, I've never been there its just what I have heard."
Robert and I looked quickly at each other when we heard this. Martineze inhaled deeply before continuing.
"I heard, from a friend, that Dickson was trying to buy the hotel and he had set up a dummy company using the Hampton estate money as the collateral for buying the hotel and transfer of the farm so he could control it all. He had to have Mr. Hampton as President since it was his money but he died before he could get it all set up. I don't know how he did it but before Mr. Hampton died, he would sign just about anything Marx asked him to. When I heard all of this I became very angry and confronted him with it. He asked me if I would like the Treasurers position and then after everything was done, I would own part of the Branston and be its General Manager, I said I would. That's all I know."
"And that's all Martineze? You found out Dickson and Marx was involved in trying to cheat Mr. Hampton and you threatened to expose them. Is that what you are saying? Are you sure there isn't more? I have heard that you and Dickson are engaged in an affair. Did you hold that over him as well?"
"Where did you hear that? Who told you we were having an affair?" "From what I have been told, it would not be difficult to prove. It seems everyone in Lincoln knows except maybe Dickson's family. You yourself have bragged about it and there are people that will swear to it. Pretty good investment for someone that does not work in a prostitute organization or do you?"
Martineze looked as if he was almost ready to collapse. Sweat was pouring off of him and he was clasping his hands together. His shirt clung to his body and I must admit he did seem to have a remarkable physique. Robert was totally unmoved as he gazed at Martineze. My eyes widened when he pulled a small digital recorder the size of a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket and sat it on the edge of the desk. He pushed a little button and we heard Martineze and him talking. Marineze slowly lifted his head at the sound of his voice and looked at Robert, his eyes pleading, "you've recorded everything we have been talking about?"
"I have and with Mr. Hampton as witness you were not coerced into make any statements other then what you volunteered. If you want to get out of this mess, you will do as I tell you. Agreed?"
"What do you want of me?"
I had seen whipped men before but Martineze was drained, whipped and quartered. His shoulders sagged as he waited.
"Dickson has been calling here almost on the hour since I arrived. You have been telling him every movement we have made and all of what we have said. Don't deny it, you called him this afternoon after I asked you about your investment in the West Point Company. If you want to get your ass out of this, I don't recommend you call him after we leave. I am calling Dickson and setting up an appointment with him for 9AM tomorrow, you be there. And that Mr.Martineze is a promise and a threat. Don't show up tomorrow and I turn everything we have discovered and can document along with this recording to the District Attorney. Your decision, what will it be?" "What's to stop you from doing it anyway? How do I know I can trust you?"
"You don't know Martineze but if you think spending a few years behind bars in the Nebraska State Penitentary is worth it and you want to take that chance, its your decision. We have guests waiting for dinner. You have until tomorrow morning."
Picking up the recorder and slipping into his pants pocket Robert and I walked out of the small office and joined the others in the lounge. It was amazing how Robert could be so cold and almost cruel and then be suddenly warm and smiling. He put his arms around Devon and kissed him on the back of the neck while I stood in amazement at Stewarts brother. I was learning there was a lot more to the Ricksford's then I knew but I loved them both.
"Don't try and figure him out Clyde, I haven't been able too for years. What did Martineze want with you and him?"
"He spilled his guts about the entire operation and your brother recorded it all. I don't know how he knew this would happen? I listened and it was almost like watching a surgeon at work using a scalpel. He goaded and led Martineze into saying exactly what he wanted. Damn Stu, it was fascinating. Almost everything he had said, Martineze confirmed. I'll let him tell you the rest later. Okay?"
Stu hugged me tight with the bartender asking what I wanted. Stu looked at him quickly, "he has just about all he can handle right now."
"Well I'll be damned Stu, we are in a public bar."
Everybody grinned and laughed at the red-faced bartender gawking at Stewart and I crushed together in the middle of everyone. I think I was probably just as dumbfounded as he was when Robert spoke up.
"I don't think you have much to worry about Clyde, you will probably be the owner tomorrow. We both will have Tanqueray and tonic water with lime twist and everyone else will have what they are drinking.
We all gathered around the end of the bar laughing and joking while other's looked on. The bartender was nonplused but the drinks came in quick time. Nicky was standing at the doorway and I motioned him over.
"Your Explorer is outside when you want it Mr. Hampton. I had it cleaned after you came back earlier. I'll be back on duty in the morning if you want it cleaned for tomorrow. Just let them know at the front desk, I gotta be getting on home now, my Mom needs me for some errands. I'll see you tomorrow."
Nick was a nice looking kid and you could see he would like to join us but still too young. I reached in my pocket but he just turned away, his eyes gleaming, and went back outside while I stood there with my hand in my pocket.
"Don't look now Clyde but that kid is in love with you." Adam whispered in my ear.
"Your kidding Adam, I haven't done anything for him to feel that way."
"You don't have too do anything buddy. Remember how Cody and I felt about you and Stu? Same thing, he has it hanging on his sleeve for you. He will hurt for a little while after you and Stu leave but he's young, he'll get over it. It won't be long before someone hits on him again and when he gets older he is gonna be a stunner."
Adam was right about that I though sipping my drink. Nick was a hell of a good-looking boy and his body was going to be fantastic, as he grew older. Someone would be lucky all right I thought feeling Stu pressing closer too me.
"Penny for your thoughts..."
"Just thinking how nice a kid Nicky is Stu. He has really treated us nice since we got here. He just told me our truck was ready and he had it cleaned again. I was going to tip him but he just smiled and walked away."
"That is because he is in love with you like Devon is in love with Robert. Everyone must see it but you Clyde. Even Robert mentioned it."
"And what am I supposed to do about it, I didn't lead the boy on."
"You didn't have to, those things happen. Remember the first time we met? I fell for you then and hooked you all for myself. When are we going for dinner, I am starved?"
"Me too, Adam, Cody. Where are we going for dinner? Everyone is starved."
"The Red Fox Steakhouse on "O" St Clyde. Want me or Cody to drive?"
"Whoever, lets go," I said signing the bar tab.
I caught sight of Martineze standing in the doorway of his office and he did not look like a happy camper and probably dreading tomorrow.
When we got to the SUV, Nicky had converted it and opened up the third seat so all of us could ride together. While the others were getting in Robert leaned over and said, "Were all set with Dickson for tomorrow morning, I'm looking forward to it how about you?"
"Nail his ass Rob, I'm sick of the run around. I don't care what it takes. As long as I have Stu and you, screw the rest of it."
Robert's eyes flashed as he got in the truck sitting beside Devon. I slid in beside Stu and closed the door feeling Stu's hand slip down in my crotch and squeezing my inner thigh whispered in my ear "I love you."
"Head it for the steakhouse Cody, I need a big fat piece of meat tonight with all of the trimmings." Everyone laughed as Cody pulled out of the drive.
"Life is a bowl of cherries but better if you eat one at a time."
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