Trade

Trade 26 by Mark James

I walked up to the second floor of the dorm and found Bobby's room. The door was open. He was sitting on the bed, slumped down, staring out the window.

I knocked on the door and said, "Bobby."

"Go away," he said without turning around."

"I'm sorry; I guess this is a bad time. I should have called ahead."

He half turned and looked at me and said, "It wouldn't have accomplished anything, I no longer have a phone. Do I know you?"

I chuckled and said, "Not really, only in the biblical sense. We shared a bed in a motel one night nearly 2 years ago."

"Oh yeah, you're ah uh Randy, right? You came at a bad time Randy."

"I heard."

"It all started with you, you know."

"It had to start somewhere Bobby."

"Why are you here, Randy?"

"I was on the way to visit my old hometown and just stopped to see how you were."

"Lousy, I have been expelled, been disowned by my family, I have no place to go, no money, no car, and have to be out of here today."

He started crying as he wailed, "I don't know what to do."

I sat on the edge of the bed next to him and before I knew it he had me in a bear hug and was crying on my chest.

"I'll be all right," I said as I held him to my chest.

"No, it won't. It won't ever be all right. We weren't hurting anybody. I love Gene and now he has been expelled and disowned also. I wish I was dead."

I heard a tentative "Bobby" from the open door.

I looked over my shoulder at this incredibly beautiful young man standing in the door.

Bobby sat up and plaintively said, "Gene."

"I heard you crying. Who is this?"

"Oh Jesus, I've sorry Randy, I got you all wet, Gene this is Randy, Randy this is my boyfriend Gene Wolden, he said through his sniffles, Oh fuck," he said and started crying again.

Gene sat down and took him in his arms and they both sat there crying and then I was crying also.

Eventually the tears ran out and Bobby asked, "Why are you crying."

"It is an incredible coincidence but my best friends' name was Gene also and he was murdered 6 months ago by a jealous lover. The name, the situation it just all came back to me and over whelmed me. He was my only support and lifeline when my father threw me out after he caught me sucking Gene's dick in the bedroom."

"Yeah I remember you telling me that the night we met. I'm sorry about your friend."

"I appreciate that, especially with the mess your life is in at the moment."

"I know crying won't help, but I don't know what to do and Gene is in the same boat."

"Maybe I can help. What did you get expelled for."

"Somebody told the college authorities that we were living in sin. This is a Christian based college. Dean Whittaker called us in to his office, accused us of being spawn of the devil and told us our scholarships were canceled, that we were expelled and to be out of the dorm in 2 days.

I don't know what he told our parents but when we called then for support we were both told we were disowned."

"They really can't do that."

"Well they did."

"We will see about that."

I took out my cell phone and called Greg.

"Greg, its Sam. Good, no not really. I'm at the XXXX Christian College in XXX, Texas. A couple of friends of mine have been summarily expelled for being gay. That's not legal is it? This is just what I set up the foundation for. Didn't we just put the XXX law firm on retainer? I want to sue them so this doesn't happen to anybody else. $5,000,000; that will teach then a lesson. Both of their families have disowned them- I don't know what the Dean told them, but it must have been a pack of lies. Yeah we need a crisis counselor. Just a minute."

"Do you guys want to continue here if we can get you reinstated?"

"No, OK."

"Will you be the plaintiffs in a lawsuit against the college?"

"Yeah, OK."

"Greg, no they don't want to go back here and they will sign on as the plaintiffs."

"It's Bobby and Gene. Ok here is Bobby."

"Bobby this is my lawyer. His name is Greg Carlson and he wants to ask you for some information."

I handed him the phone. They talked for a while and then he handed the phone to Gene and he talked for a while and gave me the phone back.

"Greg, Yeah, I'll get them some phones. I'll send them to Bill. He will find them a place to live. I don't know. Anywhere they want to go. Thanks Greg you're the best. Talk to you later. Bye."

They were looking at me like I was from another planet.

"What."

You can do that. Just pick up the phone and sue somebody on behalf of somebody you hardly know.

"In essence, yeah. Why, does that bother you?

"No, I have just never known anybody who could do that."

"They can't do what they did. It is against the law and they know it. This won't ever get to court and you will probably never get $5,000,000 but you will get enough to pay your way through any college you want to attend and they will never do this to anybody else again. Dean Whittaker is going to end up in the unemployment line."

"What are you studying anyway?"

Bobby said, "I want to be an architect."

Gene said, "I was studying mathematics."

"Don't let him fool you Randy; he is a certified fucking genius with a 190 IQ. He might like math but he can do whatever he wants. He is a goddamn genius with a computer, he has an eidetic memory so he never forgets anything and he speaks 9 fucking languages fluently besides English. And you ought to see him play soccer."

"I suspect you are biased."

"You bet your ass I am. I'm in love with the guy, wildly, exuberantly and forever. I want to have his children."

"Gene how do you feel about Bobby?"

"He's alright. He will do until I can find somebody who really loves me."

Suddenly they were on the bed wrestling, fighting, laughing and suddenly Gene was on the bottom with Bobby straddling his face pinning his arms to the bed.

Gene said, "Alright I love you, but I will really love you if you will pull out that boner you have and let me suck it."

Bobby unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and fed it in Gene's mouth and buried it to the hilt.

I got up and said, "I'll come back later."

"No", they both cried.

Gene pushed Bobby back and said, "Just shut the door and lock it. This is the first time Bobby has been able to get an erection since this happened and we owe it all to you. We don't mind a three way if you don't."

"This seems like a pretty private moment for you two, are you sure?"

Genes said, "Bobby told me all about your night together, about how very considerate you were to a virgin having his first encounter. I would consider it an honor to have sex with you. Bobby and I have often talked about it when we were considering which guy if any we would have 3-way sex with. Nobody else ever measured up and then wham out of nowhere here you are. Please we would be honored."

Suddenly they swarmed me, unbuttoning my shirt, pulling down my pants, taking off my shoes and socks until I was standing there in my shorts.

Bobby said, "Didn't I tell you he was a stud?"

Gene said, "You certainly didn't exaggerate. He is beautiful."

"Hey, I'm standing right here.

"In more ways than one also."

"If you don't take your clothes off I'll do it for you."

"Forceful too."

"Dominant"

I unbuttoned Gene's shirt, Bobby pulled off his pants and that was the way it went until everybody was naked.

Gene slid to his knees and sucked on my cock for a bit, said, "Um, Um good," and got to his feet.

He led me to the bed, had me lie down and said, "I hope you don't mind but since you are the visitor we want to explore what we have here."

"Whatever you want to do."

Gene started kissing and licking at my torso and Bobby sucked on my toes and started working his way up my legs with his tongue and mouth. About 10 minutes later they arrived at my hard erect cock which was oozing pre cum and which was covered with it. They licked in off, first Bobby and then Gene would lick, and taking turns until it was all gone. They then deep throated my cock, first Bobby and then Gene, until my whole body was quivering and I was about to come. Then they stopped.

"Jeez, you guys know how to show a fellow a good time."

"We're improvising," Gene said, "We've never done this before. Turn over please."

I turned over and they started kissing and licking on my back and the back of my legs. Gene was straddling me as he worked his way down and his beautiful ass was right in Bobby's face. Bobby spread Gene's cheeks and went down on his asshole with his tongue and rimmed him for a while, and then he slid his head between Gene's legs and spread my cheeks and rimmed my ass. Then Gene backed down over Bobby's body and rimmed him. Then he flipped on his back worked his under Bobby and sucked his cock while he was rimming me.

Bobby finally slapped my ass and said, "Turn over."

He slid up, straddled my face and gave me his cock to suck. Gene moved up and went down on my cock and just held it in his mouth as he kneaded the muscles of my stomach. Bobby then took control and face fucked me with long, slow strokes until he shot off and I swallowed his load. Then he leaned down and we french kissed.

Gene let go of my cock and put on a condom. Bobby stood up, turned around, knelt by my head, sat his ass on my mouth, leaned forward and licked on my dick. Gene pushed my legs up, stuck a pillow under my back and slowly pushed his cock up my ass, as I lay there rimming Bobby's ass. Then Gene slowly fucked me with long strokes all the way in and almost all the way out. I finally had to pull Bobby off of my cock or I was gonna cum and I didn't want that yet.

Gene stopped fucking me before he came. Bobby turned around, straddled my stomach and backed his ass up between my bent knees. Gene changed condoms and slid his cock up Bobby's ass and slowly fucked him as Bobby licked and kissed my chest and sucked on my nipples. He worked his way up to my face and kissed all over it and we ended up French kissing while Gene fucked his ass.

I said to Bobby after Gene pulled out of his ass and he got off the bed, "I see you've learned some new techniques since our night together."

"Yeah, you were right in everything you said, even though I thought at the time that nobody was ever going to put their cock up my ass."

Bobby and Gene swapped places. Bobby fucked my ass and Gene fucked my face, but held back from coming. Then Gene sat on my face and I rimmed him. While I was rimming him he leaned forward and sucked my dick. This time he sucked me off. He took one spurt in his mouth and then Bobby pulled out of my ass, leaned over and took the next spurt and alternated taking my cum until I was finished.

Bobby pulled my body down the bed until my ass was at the edge and my legs were on the floor. Then Bobby and gene got on the bed in a 69 position behind my head and went to work sucking each other off.

I was in a satiated, relaxed state and I just lay there as I listened to the sounds of sex right behind my head.

I must have drifted off because when I became aware there was a big weight on my chest, I opened my eye and thee was Bobby's cock staring me in the face.

Gene asked, "Do you want to come a second time?"

"I hate to say I'm getting old when I am only 22 but it is not as easy as it used to be when I was 19."

"I bet we can get you off and the second time is way more intense than the first time, so you wouldn't want to miss that. You know Bobby he is like a rabbit, it seems he can stay hard and come continuously for half the day before he slows down. If he face-fucks you, which you seem to have a predilection for, and I insert a vibrating butt plug up your butt I bet I can suck you off again in under 5 minutes and you will be singing hallelujah your orgasm will be so intense. You want to test me?"

"I don't want it to be a test but I would certainly enjoy it."

Bobby slid his cock in my mouth, laid his torso on the bed and began face fucking me. Gene slid a 2.5 inch butt plug up my ass and turned on the vibrator and the then he deep throated me and continued to do as he sucked me to orgasm.

As my orgasm approached the triple combination they were using had my body vibrating, my muscles tensed, and the nerves in my crotch tingling until I exploded in Gene's mouth with a crescendo of erotic sensations that left me gasping as Bobby delivered his load down my waiting throat.

Bobby popped off the bed, wet a washrag in the sink in the room and brought it back and washed me down as Gene removed the butt plug from my ass and cleaned it off.

Then Bobby wailed, "I'm starving."

Gene said, "You told me you ate."

"I lied, I was going to kill myself anyway so what difference did it make. I haven't had anything to eat in two days. I don't have any money, Bobby wailed."

"Let's go find a restaurant I said as he and Gene dressed me."

"I can dress myself."

"Please let us."

"So they dressed me and then themselves."

"I just had an idea. Let me make a call and then we will leave."

"Greg, Sam. Can you find a local PI to pretend to be a news reporter and get him to interview the Dean and the college president this afternoon? If they are as wacky as it seems, maybe we can get them to incriminate themselves on tape before we file the suit. If the guy can lead them on like he agrees with what they did and get their agreement to let him record the interview on tape before it starts it will be a home run. Ok, we will stop by their office. That's Dun and Winkle at 205 Main St. right, Ok. Talk to you later."

"OK guys, let's go eat, somewhere away from the campus preferably."

We went downstairs and walked to the sidewalk. There were a lot of students excitedly talking about something.

A lane opened in the crowd as we approached and Gene said, "Look at that red Porsche 911 GT2. Jeez I wonder who owns that, it costs $250,000."

He started rattling off the cars statistics and operational capabilities.

Bobby said, "I neglected to tell you he is also a car nut."

I hit the remote and the locks clicked open as I said, "Its mine."

"I didn't know there would be two of you. Somebody is gonna have to ride in the other guys lap. Get in and let's get away from here."

Bobby got in the car. Gene just stood there like he was in a daze until Bobby grabbed his arm and pulled him into the car on his lap.

As we drove away I could hear the crowd clapping. I assumed it was for the car.

"Where do you want to eat? Breakfast or lunch?"

"Can I have both," Bobby asked

"Sure, is there a Denny's around. That's the only place I know of where you can get both at this time of day."

There was and Bobby told me how to get there.

Gene was still out of it. I heard him say to him self, "I can't believe I'm riding around in a 911."

We got seated and we all ordered Grand slams for breakfast and Bobby put his away in record time and then ordered 2 hamburgers with fries and a large milkshake.

At the risk of sounding like your mother, "Don't make yourself sick."

Gene didn't ask for a second meal, but when Bobby was halfway through his first burger he saw Gene wistfully looking at the other hamburger. He just picked it up and handed it to him. Gene's smile lit up the room as he lit into the hamburger and made Bobby happy.

I thought, "These kids really have something going."

"I hate to bring up something unpleasant but do you want to try to reconcile with your families."

Bobby said, "My mother and all 6 of my brothers and sisters know I'm gay. It's my father who is the problem. I'll bet my mother has locked herself in her room and won't stop crying and all of my siblings have probably found other places to be. My father is probably wandering around the house wondering how he became the bad guy in what was obviously, to him, something I caused and deserved. I haven't talked to anyone because the first thing my father did was close down my cell phone"

Gene said, "My home situation would be much the same. My mother has known I was gay since I was 12. Her comment was, "So what, that doesn't mean I don't love you. My father is on the edge of being a religious zealot and probably thinks he did the right thing, but I think he loves my mother and is trying to come to terms with the fact that I am gay and she has always known and he didn't. I am sure he feels like Bobby described for his father, "How did I end up as the bad guy?"

"The Equality Foundation has crisis counselors who will contact your mothers and let them know how you are and try to set up a chaperoned meeting with them if you would like."

Bobby said, "I don't want to look a gift horse in the mouth, but since I got out of the damn dorm and got something to eat and realized that everything is not as bleak as it seemed I think my brain is functioning again and I have some questions about all of this."

"OK, ask me anything you want to."

"What is the Equality Foundation and why would it give a damn about us?

"It's a fair question. The foundation is me; I fund it so it does whatever I want in addition to whatever else it does." I set in up with a charter to help gays who lived on the streets because they were kicked out of their homes for being gay. It will provide lodging, food and continuing education opportunities for such kids so they can have a semblance of a normal life as an alternative to having to sell their bodies in order to exist. It gives a damn about you because I do. I give a damn because I like you and I like Gene and I think the school gave you a raw deal. I can do it because I have a lot of money. My lover told me it isn't money that has power it is what you do with it. I chose to use at least a part of it to give faceless, voiceless powerless gays a way to make themselves heard when nobody else gives a damn."

"I'm sorry," Bobby said very quietly and Gene looked embarrassed and was very quiet. There was no happiness in Mudville."

I realized how pissed off I sounded as I finished answering his question.

I suppressed all my anger and asked in a normal tone of voice, "For what"

"I don't know, but I know mad when I see it, he said as tears ran down his cheeks."

I reached over and took their hands in mine and said, "I'm not mad at you I'm mad at a culture that lets gays be treated as little better than expendable toilet paper. I'm the one who should be sorry."

"The short answer to your question is I am the foundation and I like you."

They squeezed my hand and both smiled and I felt as if I was going to cry at any minute.

Very quietly I said, "I think I love you both."

If it was possible to rate a smile on a meter, that made them go from a 5 to a 10.

"Can I ask you another question?"

I smiled and said, "Yes"

"We can't pay for lawyers. You know that, right?

"The foundation will pay and we are asking for reimbursement for legal fees as part of the lawsuit."

"What if we don't win?

"The chances of that happening are very remote. If that were to happen we would find you a school that taught architecture and math and you could go there."

"We can't afford that, either."

"I'll pay for it. I sure hope you are not going to ask "Why" again."

"Yes we do."

"Yes you do what?"

"We want a crisis counselor to contact our families."

"You didn't even discuss it how did you?, wait; I'm not even going to ask. If any two people ever had a private psychic channel you two do.

Would anybody like dessert?

Of course you do."

We went from there and bought some cell phones and opened accounts for both of them with Verizon. Then we stopped by the lawyer's office and they signed all the requisite legal documents necessary for the lawsuit to go forward. They had been faxed from Gary's office.

"Where are we going now?" Gene asked.

"To buy you' all a used SUV. You need transportation, something to carry all your stuff in. You don't live here anymore.

"No kidding."

"For real."

"Yeah, for real."

So we went to a used car lot and we spent the afternoon looking at cars.

At one point Gene said, "I don't suppose we could buy a Porsche, could we."

"Your supposition is correct we cannot buy a Porsche. Just so you understand, my Porsche is leased and was a gift from a friend."

"What a friend."

"You would be surprised. Some day I may tell you the whole story but suffice it to say I kept him from being assassinated."

Gene looked at me with a surprisingly mature look and said, "There is more to you than just a pretty face, isn't there?"

Finally we decided a 2 year old SUV that had only 10,000 miles on it.

"This is cool," Bobby said, after Gene showed him all of the gadgets the car had.

"How are you going to pay?" The sales asked.

"Credit Card."

"I'm sorry we don't accept credit cards. It is too easy to stop payment one a person has the car."

"Debit card?"

"I'm sorry, same principal."

"Cashier's check or cash only."

Bobby and Gene looked crestfallen.

"Not to worry," I said.

I went to my car, brought in my brief case and counted out $20,000.

The salesman watched bug eyed and Bobby and Gene just smiled.

The salesman gave me a receipt and went off to verify that the hundred dollar bills weren't counterfeit.

Gene said, "You know it is almost worth what happened to me, but not quite, to be able to watch you operate. Do you always carry $20,000 in cash around with you?"

"I smiled and said, "No, not usually and it is actually $60,000, but it is going to be worthless in a couple of months anyway, so I thought I would spend it. By the way, I said, as I handed each of them 10 Hundred dollar bills. Here is some walking around money. I am sure that SUV is a gas guzzler and you also need money for food."

They both stood there with there mouths hanging open when the salesman returned. We finished the purchase.

We registered the car in both their names. They called their insurance companies and secured coverage which I paid for with a credit card.

It was 4:00. Earlier when I had talked to Greg about the crisis counselor he said the papers would be served at 4:45.

We better get your stuff and be gone before 4:45. Greg said, "Neither the Dean nor the President was hesitant about boasting about how they kept the student body purified. We have it all on tape. The Dean is a nut case and I would rather you' all be gone before the papers are served. There is no telling what he may do."

It was 4:55 and there must have been 10 or 15 students crowded around my Porsche when we were carrying the last case down and putting it in the SUV. It seems like all of their cell phones went off at once.

One of them said "Bobby."

"What do you want George. We are leaving? We aren't going to contaminate your precious college any longer."

"It's not that Bobby, but you know how this place gets when the Dean is on a rampage. I'm sorry we were too scared to even talk to you."

"Then why are you talking to me now."

"Is it true that you are Gene are suing the college and Dean Whittaker for $5,000,000."

"A piece."

"What do you mean?"

"We are suing the college and the Dean for $5,000,000 each."

Suddenly everybody was dialing and talking on their cell phones.

"How did you find out, the papers were just served?"

George held up the cell phone and said, "The power of the cell phone."

Another student said, "Bobby you better get out of here. The Dean just told the campus police to pick up you and Gene and to bring you to his office."

"Discretion is the better part of valor guys, follow me."

Another student said, "The Dean got a call from the college President, in the midst of his tirade and told him to shut up and to not say anything to anybody and to immediately come to his office.

George said, "Give me you cell phone number and I will keep you informed. Nobody else ever had the guts to buck the system. Good luck."

We drove off and they followed me back to my hotel. It wasn't the Four Seasons but it way above any motel in town. It was where all the people with money stayed when they came to town.