Date: 12/03/2022
Author: Spike Meyers
E-Mail: SpikeMeyers@gmail.com
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Notice: This story is a work of fiction and contains explicit sexual material. It may also include, incest, sex between minor(s) and adult male(s), sex between minors, and sexual fetish.
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My New Apprentice 17
"Will you let me fuck you again?" he asked hopefully.
"Next time, I'll be the one doing the fucking, daddy, then we'll talk about it," Joel giggled.
"Fair enough, gorgeous. I'm good with that."
"I was thinking that we have made so much progress on the house working together, I think we deserve a mini vacation," Randy said to Joel smiling as he handed him his morning coffee in bed.
"A mini vacation; where?" Joel asked suddenly all perky.
"Maybe take a drive up to Prescott for a long weekend. It's only a couple of hours away. It would be nice to get away for a couple of days. We can go riding or hiking, or both. There are a couple of large lakes up there. It might be nice to pack a lunch and just go hiking for the day. Or we can go riding. Have you ever been on a horse, gorgeous?"
"Only at the fair when I was a kid. You know, they would pick you up, put you on a pony and walk you around in a circle. That's the extent of my equestrian skills," Joel answered. "What about you; do you ride?"
"Not for several years now, but yeah. I love horses. One of the most beautiful creatures on God's earth. I love riding. Would you like to try it?"
"Honestly, I'm not sure. My ass is still pretty sore if you catch my drift. At the moment, bouncing around on a horse does not sound so appealing," Joel said making a funny face and rolling his eyes at Randy. "You almost split me in half you know."
Randy started to laugh. "I made you cum though; you shot above your head."
"Yeah, well, that doesn't make up for having such a sore ass. Strictly based on that experience, I don't think I'd make a good bottom," Joel grinned. "But, because I love you, daddy, I'd let you do it again. Just not today, or tomorrow, or next week. I'm not sure when just yet."
"That's OK, baby. I can wait. Fortunately, I can take it or leave it and be quite happy either way. I'm orally oriented anyway. Sucking that perfect cock of yours is what sends me into orbit. So, are you up for a weekend away if I can get reservations? I'll see if there's a gay B&B we can book."
"Sure, as long as I'm with you, I'm game. I've never been to Prescott."
The guys finished their coffee and got to work. Randy showed Joel how to tape and he picked it up quite quickly. Randy preferred to mix his own mud so while Joel was taping, Randy was mixing. Shortly before noon, Joel's phone rang. He hurried to the bedroom to fetch his phone.
"Hey, stud," Joel said happy to see it was Roger on the caller ID.
"Hey, Buddy. What are you guys doing?" Roger asked.
"I'm taping and Daddy is mudding," Joel answered as he walked out to join Randy. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing, just watching Netflix. I'm getting hungry so I thought that I'd call you guys to see if you wanted to go to lunch?"
"Do you mean hungry; or do you mean HUNGRY?" Joel asked giggling.
"I mean hungry as in food you horndog," Roger laughed.
"Oh, that hungry," Joel said emphasizing his disappointment. "Hold on Rog, I'll ask daddy. Better yet, I'll put you on speaker. You ask him."
"Hey stud!" Randy called out. "What's up?"
"I thought maybe you guys would like to have lunch; my treat. What do you say Daddy-man?"
"Sure, we'd love to. Where do you want to go and when?"
"I'm home not doing anything. I'll leave my house as soon as we get off the phone. We can decide where to go when I get there. Sound good?" Roger asked.
"Sounds good, stud," Randy called out as he smoothed out the mud on the wall. "I have to finish mudding this wall; I can't stop in the middle. Once that's done, we'll clean up and jump in the shower. We'll leave the door unlocked just in case we're in the shower when you arrive. Just come on in when you get here."
"Will do; see you guys soon," Roger responded and hung up the phone. He shut the TV off, grabbed his keys and hurried out the door. He was looking forward to seeing the guys. As he made a right onto Bell Road, he rested his right hand on his crotch and ran his thumb softly over the head of his dick.
As he drove it suddenly dawned on him that in the last two years, Joel and Randy have been his only sexual outlet other than jerking off. After two years of nothing more than jerking off, they were a welcomed change. Just because they are two guys, why shouldn't he enjoy their company, attention and companionship and all that it encompasses. That would be foolish on his part considering how much he enjoys their company. Besides, it not like this is his first gay experience. His cousin Nathan sucked him off numerous times when he was younger.
"Big deal! So, what!" he said to himself, "we're all enjoying each other; it's fun, pleasurable, reciprocal, and nobody is getting hurt. It's a win-win situation." As he thought about it, he suddenly had a clear understanding of why Nathan, his cousin, wanted to suck his cock all the time during his visit when he was sixteen. "It's fun; why the hell not!"
After cleaning up the tools and putting them away, Joel and Randy stepped into the master bathroom. Randy walked over to the shower, reached in and turned the water on. Joel stepped into the shower and stood at the back until Randy adjusted the temperature. He stepped forward under the spray after Randy gave him the go ahead.
Randy stepped into the shower and took his place behind Joel. Joel turned around to face him and Randy started running his finger through Joel's hair ensuring his entire head was wet. He kissed Joel gently on the lips and grabbed the shampoo bottle. He squeezed a glob in the palm of his hand, closed the shampoo bottle and sat it back in the shower cubby. Joel leaned his head back under the spray, brought his head forward and smiled at Randy.
Randy gently rubbed his hands together briefly distributing the shampoo in his hands and started to wash Joel's hair. Joel let out a soft moan as Randy massaged his head working up a rich, thick lather.
"Close your eyes, baby," he said softly to Joel. Joel closed his eyes and Randy gently ran his hands over Joel's face. "Ready," Randy said, after just a few seconds. Joel leaned his head under the spray and Randy rinsed the lather out of his hair. Joel leaned forward, opened his eyes, and looked down to see Randy's hardon pressing against his belly. Randy wrapped his arms around Joel and lifted him up off the shower floor. "You make me crazy," he whispered as he pressed his hardon against Joel. He kissed Joel passionately as Joel wrapped his legs around Randy's waist.
"Hey guys," the voice called out from the doorway. "Am I interrupting anything?" Roger laughed.
"Hey, Roger, come on in," Randy called out as he sat Joel back down on his feet.
"Yeah, Rog, come on in. You can join us if you want," Joel announced.
"Are you sure?" he asked, looking down at Randy's throbbing erection.
"Yeah, stud. Join us. We'll always make room for you, sexy man," Randy smiled.
Joel took his baseball cap off and tossed it in the bathroom sink. He quickly slipped his t-shirt off, tossed it in the sink with his hat, slipped out of his sandals and dropped his shorts. He's been going commando since he has not had to go into the office. He walked into the bathroom and stood facing them, his cock already beginning to rise.
Randy slid the shower door open and looked him up and down. He could feel Roger's excitement. He smiled at Roger and licked his lips lasciviously. He reached out, grabbed Roger by the arm and pulled him into the shower. As soon as Roger was in the shower, he closed the shower door, placed his lips on Randy's, and stuck his tongue forcefully into his mouth.
Randy moaned loudly as he pulled Roger tight against him and kissed him hard. His tongue exploring Roger's mouth with urgency. Randy grabbed Roger's ass and thrusted his hard cock against Roger's. He could feel Roger's passion emanating from his body; the desire was so strong. Roger almost growled in Randy's mouth as he reached down and grabbed Randy's firm ass in his hands.
Roger pulled back from their kiss, looked at Randy urgently, and said, "Fuck, I've wanted to this this so bad, daddy-man."
"Then do it! Take what you want!" Randy growled.
Immediately, Roger dropped to his knees and took the head of Randy's cock in his mouth. Joel, still standing behind Randy, was about ready to pop his cork. He was so fired up watching the two most important men in his life just going for it. He reached up and grabbed the hair conditioner from the shower cubby. He squeezed a glob on Randy's ass crack and rubbed it in slowly. Randy moaned as he felt the cold goo on his ass. He knew exactly what Joel had in mind.
Randy placed one hand on the shower wall and jutted his ass back towards Joel. As he leaned against the shower wall, he reached down and placed his other hand on the back of Roger's head.
"Suck daddy's cock. Show me how much you want that hard dick," Randy growled.
Randy heard Joel moan loudly behind him as Joel slid his dick up the crack of his ass. Randy pushed his ass back against Joel's cock as he felt it slipping up and down between his butt cheeks. Joel grabbed Randy by the hips and thrusted hard against him. "I'm gonna fuck your ass, daddy!" he growled.
Randy released Roger's head, reached behind him and grabbed Joel's roaring hardon. He guided the head of Joel's cock to his hole and prepared for the breach. Joel pushed forward and encountered resistance.
"Pull back a little baby, and try again. Slow and steady," Randy hissed as he grabbed Roger's head again. He pushed back against Joel's cock and felt a sharp pain as Joel's knob pushed through his ring. He let out a muffled gasp and clamped his eyes closed until he got his breath back.
Randy started thrusting his hips forward and backwards simultaneously fucking himself on Joel's cock and fucking Roger's mouth. Joel pushing forward and moaned loudly. "Fuck, this feels so good, daddy," he called out as he buried his entire shaft in Randy's ass. Randy stopped moving and let Joel thrust as hard and fast as he wanted. Joel quickly got a rhythm going and was plunging in hard and pulling back slowly. Each time Joel plunged in, he hit Randy's prostate and sent shivers through his body.
Now that Joel was off and running, Randy returned his attention to Roger. He reached down and pulled his dick out of Roger's mouth. He looked down at Roger and smiled. "You like daddy's cock don't you stud?" he moaned as he waved his big dick at Roger's face. "Lick the head, sexy. Lick the cock juice out of my piss hole," Randy moaned. Roger reached down, grabbed his cock and started stroking as he followed Randy's instructions. "That's it stud, you like that sweet precum don't you? Stick your tongue out."
Roger complied immediately. Randy started rubbing his cock head all over Roger's tongue. He ran his hand up the length of his cock and squeezed out a glob of precum onto Roger's tongue. Roger moaned softly as he felt and tasted the cock slime on his tongue.
"Yeah, you like that, stud. It's pretty fucking good, isn't it?"
Randy slipped his cock back in Roger's mouth. He rubbed the side of Roger's face as Roger sucked his cock with enthusiasm. Roger let go of his own cock and grabbed Randy's thighs. He held on tight as he worked Randy's cock.
"Work your tongue under the head, stud," Randy moaned as he brought his other hand up and leaned against the shower wall. "Work that cock, Rog. Suck the juice out of my dick."
Roger increased his efforts hearing Randy coax him on. He wanted Randy to cum in his mouth. He's wanted it for a long time now. Joel started moaning profusely.
"Fuck! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" he called out.
Randy clenched his butthole down on Joel's dick. Joel yelled out and thrusted deep as his orgasm swept through him. He wrapped his arms around Randy for support, his legs barely able to hold his weight. After he stopped shooting, he continued to hold onto Randy and didn't move. When his dick started to soften up, he slowly withdrew from Randy's ass and kissed him on the back.
"That was fucking awesome," Joel sighed softly as he took a deep breath. He wanted to watch Roger sucking Randy's cock, so he stepped to the side and peered around. Roger's cock was standing tall and strong. Joel couldn't resist and dropped to his knees. He grabbed the back of Randy's thighs and pulled gently in each direction. Randy understanding what Joel wanted, spread his legs as far as possible. Joel crawled between Randy's legs and took Roger's cock in his mouth.
"Agh!" Roger mumbled with a mouth full of Randy's cock as Joel swallowed his dick. Joel wasted no time and started working Roger's dick as if there was not going to be a tomorrow. The precum was free flowing and he greedily lapped it up. He cupped Roger's balls in his hand, ran his finger gently over his perinium, and worked his knob with his tongue. Roger was iron hard, and ready to pop.
Roger started moaning almost continuously digging his fingers into Randy's flesh as he sucked his dick. Randy felt the churn start in his balls. He grabbed Roger's head and held it stationary.
"Here it comes, stud," Randy announced. "Are you ready?"
Roger did not get a chance to respond. Randy growled and started shooting. Roger's mouth filled so quickly he started to cough almost immediately spewing out half of Randy's first shot. He quickly got himself under control and clamped down tight around Randy's dick. The remaining shots did not go to waste. Roger swallowed quickly, keeping just the head of Randy's cock in his mouth.
"Joel was spot-on," Roger thought to himself. "Randy's load is sweet." He found himself digging his tongue around in Randy's piss slit for more. Randy cupped Roger's chin in his hand and with the other, ran his finger thru Roger's hair. Roger looked up at him still holding Randy's dick in his mouth, as if to say, "thank you, thank you."
Joel was still working on Roger's cock. As he and Randy maintained eye contact, Roger exploded in Joel's mouth never letting go of Randy's cock. He breathed heavily through his nose as Randy continued to lightly run his fingers through his hair. Joel sucked out the last remaining drop from Roger's cock and stood up. He was rock hard again, and stepped under the shower spray.
"The water is getting cold guys," Joel announced.
Randy pulled Roger up to his feet. He leaned into Randy and slipped him his tongue as he grabbed Randy's softening cock. "Fuckin hot!" Roger growled softly.
"We better rinse off before the water is completely cold. I hate cold showers," Randy said. He released Roger and stepped around Joel under the water. He quickly took some shower gel, washed the important parts, and stepped back. When he turned around, Roger was on his knees with Joel's hard cock in his mouth. He couldn't help but smile. Joel looked over at Randy with a big smile on his face.
Ten minutes later, they were lying in bed, naked, and huddled together. Randy, of course, was in the middle and both Joel and Roger, were wrapped around him. Randy had one arm around each of them as they cuddled. Joel was resting his head on Randy's chest, and Roger, resting his head in the crook of Randy's neck.
"Dare I ask if you guys are still hungry?" Randy asked.
"Not really," Joel was first to answer. "I'm so comfortable, I don't want to move.
"How about you, sexy?" Randy asked Roger.
"Would you be terribly upset if I ditto Joel?" Roger answered. "I know I invited you guys to lunch, but what if we make it dinner instead? Would that be, OK?"
"I have two gorgeous, naked, hot men in my arms. I'm totally content," Randy giggled.
Randy woke up and looked over at the clock. It read, 5:30 PM. They had all fallen asleep together for about three hours. The guys looked so comfortable snuggled up on him. Neither one of them had moved and inch. Roger had no choice but to wake them up because he had to pee. He started rubbing their back with the hope it would wake them from their slumber. Roger was the first to stir and come around.
"Oh man, what time is it?" he asked as he stretched and groaned.
"It's 5:30," Randy answered him as he continued to caress his back.
"Baby," Randy called to Joel as he ran his fingers through his soft locks. "Baby, wake up. I need to pee."
"So, pee, daddy," Joel responded still half asleep.
"Baby, we need to get up. It's 5:30."
Joel rolled off Randy and sat up in bed. "5:30?" he questioned sleepily. "How did it get so late all of a sudden?"
"Because we all fell asleep; that's how. I really need to pee," Randy repeated himself.
"Me too," Roger said jumping up off the bed and rushing to the bathroom.
"I'm right behind you, stud," Randy called as he stood up and followed behind. "Move over stud," Randy said as he stepped up to the toilet and stood next to Roger. "You're not pee shy are you, sexy?" Randy giggled.
"Not anymore," Roger laughed.
Joel stepped up behind Randy, reached around and took a hold of Randy's dick as he peed.
"Really?" Roger giggled, "does he wipe your ass too?"
"Nah, he just eats it," Randy quipped back as he grabbed Roger's cock.
"You two are too much; you are quite a pair," he giggled.
"Three please," Randy told the hostess.
"I trust a booth will work for you this evening?" the hostess asked.
"Yes, a booth will be fine; thank you."
"Right this way, gentlemen."
Randy let Joel slide in the booth as Roger slid in on the other side. Once they were all seated, the hostess stepped up to the table and handed them each a menu.
"Your server will be along shortly, gentlemen. Enjoy."
Joel reached over under the table and rested his hand on Randy's leg. They sat in silence reviewing the menu until the server arrived.
"Welcome, gentlemen," she greeted them. "May I get you something to drink to start you off?"
"Thank you," Randy responded. "Do you have a bar here?"
"Yes, Sir, we have a full bar," she answered.
"Terrific. I'll have a Bacardi and coke with a lemon twist please," Randy immediately responded.
"And you, Sir?" she asked turning to Roger.
"A Heineken, please," Roger answered.
She then turned to Joel, and for you, Sir. What can I get for you?" she asked with a smile.
"A Corona, please; no lime," Joel answered her.
"Gladly, Sir, but I must ask to see your ID please."
Joel was used to being carded, he reached into his back pocket and retrieved his wallet. He pulled his ID from his wallet and handed it to her. She quickly scanned Joel's ID and handed it back to him.
"Thank you, Sir. I'll give you gentlemen a few minutes to review the menu. I'll be back shortly with your cocktails."
As soon as the server left their table, Joel looked at Roger and said, "Not a word from you, Mister. Not a single word."
Roger held up his hands. "Hey, I didn't say anything babyface. You're such a pretty boy," Roger teased smiling.
"Bite me!" Joel said sticking his tongue out a Roger.
"Oh, anytime you want, pretty-boy," Roger said softly grinning ear-to-ear.
Randy started to chuckle. "If you two keep that up you're going to make me hard," he whispered.
"Is that a problem?" Roger retorted raising his eyebrows.
"Listen to you, stud. Being all brave and confident all of a sudden," Randy said with a smile.
"What can I say, daddy-man. I'm a quick study."
Joel slid his hand up Randy's leg and gently squeezed his dick. Randy spread his legs wider, slipped off his right loafer, and placed his foot on Roger's lap. Roger reached down, grabbed Randy's foot and pressed it into his crotch. Fifteen seconds later, the server arrived with their drinks.
Randy withdrew his foot and sat up. He leaned forward and rested his arms on the table to hide his crotch since Joel was still fondling his crotch under the table.
"Here you go gentlemen," she said as she sat their drinks down on the table in front of them. "Have you made your selections yet or should I give you a few more minutes to decide?"
"I think we need a few more minutes if you don't mind," Randy immediately answered.
"Absolutely, I'll return in a little while," she said and walked away.
Randy looked at Roger and then to Joel. He raised his glass and said, "To new beginnings."
Randy pulled into the garage and turned the engine off. As they all piled out of the truck, Roger said, "I guess I should be getting back home. Thanks for letting me hang out with you guys today; it's been fun."
"How about a night-cap before you bug-out," Randy suggested.
"Yeah, Rog. Stay a little while longer," Joel added quickly.
Roger started to giggle, "You know, I think I spend more time here with you guys than I do at home. I don't want to wear out my welcome."
"Nonsense," Randy said as he wrapped his arm around Roger's shoulder and led him in the house. "We told you you're always welcome, Rog. Our door is always open for you."
"Daddy's right, Rog. You'll never not be welcome here," Joel said as he rested his hand on Roger's shoulder. "We love you."
As soon as they walked into the house, Roger excused himself to go pee. Randy hung his keys on the hook and felt the wheels turning in Joel's head. He walked up to Joel and wrapped his arms around him. "Would you like to share what is going on in that gorgeous head of yours?" he asked Joel.
"Don't you already know?" Joel answered.
"Let's just say I have my suspicions; but I might be wrong," Randy responded.
"You haven't been wrong since I have known you," Joel whispered softly hugging Randy.
"Then ask Rog, baby."
"Ask me what?" Roger said as he suddenly reappeared in the kitchen.
Joel looked over at him and hesitated for just a second. "Um, Randy and I were talking a few days ago. I mean, I know you are dealing with a lot of heavy stuff right now and making major decisions in your life. I don't want to make that more difficult for you, but I was wondering, since you have to move now anyway, and everything is pending with you and Tiffany, since you have to move, would you consider maybe moving closer to us? I mean, it would be so convenient for us to be closer together. Don't you think?"
"Well, honestly Buddy, I would like that too. I appreciate you asking, but before I can make that kind of decision, I have to factor in what's going on with Tiffany. I haven't even spoke to her since she left the hospital. Her parent's keep me informed but I only know what they tell me. She is still not ready to talk with me. And then I have my job to think about; my office is in Glendale. That would be a shit commute from here. The traffic would be horrendous. That is my reality I'm dealing with right now."
"Come on guys, let's have a beer. Since we have no furniture, we can continue this conversation in the bedroom," Randy suggested as he walked over to the fridge to grab the beers. "Go on ahead guys, I'll be right there."
As Joel and Roger left the kitchen together, Randy opened the beers and followed behind. As he walked into the bedroom, Joel was in the process of removing Roger's clothes.
"Buddy, I'll be leaving soon. I'm just going to have to get dressed again," Roger protested slightly.
"Why don't you just stay the night with us?" Joel asked. "Do you have to go home for any reason?"
"Well, no, not really, but I don't have any clean clothes here. I don't even have a tooth brush," Roger countered.
"Your clothes are fine, Rog. You've barely worn them. As for a tooth brush, Daddy has a stash of brand new brushes in the bathroom drawer; we have plenty. You can have your very own and personal slot in the bathroom. We have plenty of room. Stay with us tonight, Rog. Please."
"Well, what about Randy? Have you even asked him if he's OK with that?" Roger asked.
Randy walked up to them with the beers still in his hands. He handed Joel his beer and turned his attention to Roger. "For the record sexy," Randy said to him as he handed him his beer, " you are more than welcome to stay with us anytime. Like I said, our door is open to you anytime. Besides, Joel and I like having you around. You can consider this your second home; such as it is at the moment."
"Good, it's sorted then; you're spending the night Rog," Joel said excitedly as he hugged Roger. He stepped over to Randy, unfastened his shorts and let them drop to the floor. Then he grabbed Randy's beer and said, "Now the shirt, Daddy." Randy removed his shirt and handed it to Joel with a smile. Joel handed Randy his beer and placed their clothes neatly in a pile along the side of the bed on the floor.
He turned to the two sexy men in his life, smiled widely and said, "let's have a seat guys so we can chat."
This time, Roger sat in the middle between them on the bed. For the next ninety minutes or more, they all discussed Roger's situation with Tiffany, his inevitable move, his workplace, his desire to terminate his marriage, the possible outcomes of what may or may not happen and the possible result of his decisions.
It was obvious to Randy that Roger has been giving his situation a lot of thought. The one thing that they did not discuss, was the relationship he had with them. That topic never came up which told Randy that Roger had no adverse feelings or issues with the way their present relationship has evolved into what it is now. He seemed to be perfectly fine with them; quite comfortable in fact.
As the night went on and their conversation went from topic to topic, Randy got up to go pee. When he returned, Roger was lying back in the middle of the bed and Joel was wrapped around him. He couldn't help but smile as he looked down on the two beautiful men in his bed. He slowly crawled up next to Roger and cuddled in with them for the night.