A TRIAL OF STRENGTH – PART 583 by Rob Williams
CHAPTER 583 – "JAMIE & FELIPE – BROTHERS UNDER THE SKIN"
IN THIS CHAPTER:
New boy Felipe, just arrived in the U.S. and all alone, gets help from the tribe – work, legal, social and sexual. His sex education comes from his new friend, the young jock surfer Jamie, and Jamie's man, the rugged cop Mark. When Mark makes love to Jamie he includes Felipe – "two for the price of one." And later, Felipe proves to Jamie he can give it as well as take it. ______________________________________________________________________
<><> IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER <><>
Felipe's first day with the tribe was long and eventful. The eighteen-year-old undocumented immigrant had been taken under the wing of the blond surfer Jamie, seven years his senior, who took him back to meet his "family" – the men and boys of the tribe.
The nervous newcomer made a rocky start when he ran away from Jamie's lover, the uniformed cop Mark. He was scared of the cops and of being arrested and deported. But after he was assured Mark was friendly, the young chef Will made Felipe feel at home by asking for his help in the kitchen. Felipe loved to cook, having graduated from a Honduran culinary academy.
The co-leader of the tribe, Bob, put Felipe at ease, and during the course of the day he met other members of the tribe, including big boss Randy. Felipe later said to Jamie, "That Randy guy was very kind but a bit scary."
"I know what you mean. But I tell you this, Felipe, if you ever have a problem with anyone, he is the best guy to have on your side. He'll fight like a lion to protect the boys."
So things were going well for Felipe, and he was feeling ever closer to Jamie whom he looked on as an older brother. But it was more than just friendship, as became apparent on their first night together. Mark was out working the night shift, so the boys shared a bed in the guestroom. Lying side by side, careful not to touch, they talked about their feelings for each other.
Felipe said, "Jamie, you have been so good to me since we met, it's hard for me to take it all in. Now I'm finally here I feel ... sort of scared in a way ... not scared exactly ... kind of tingly.
"But I have lived for so long in a world without love that I have lost sight of who I am. In my world, especially in my weeks-long trek to this country, there was no room for love and sex. I was dealing with life and death, or the constant threat of it, and I did anything it took to survive. When sex reared its head, it was not in a good way.
"For instance, there was a truck driver who gave me a lift, and when we were in the middle of a desert area he stopped the truck and said that if I didn't thank him by sucking his penis he would make me get out. So I did. And I found I didn't mind it too much.
"Then there was the cop in Guatemala who caught me and said he would let me go in exchange for shoving his penis in my ass. But, before he could, I managed to run away and hide. But here's something that will surprise you. During the night, hiding away, I thought of him. He was actually very handsome in his uniform – tall, muscular, with square-cut features, not unlike your Mark, except he had dark hair of course.
"And Jamie, I wondered what his penis would have felt like inside me and ... and I masturbated and ejaculated." Felipe smiled. "And while we're on the subject of cops, I might as well tell you that before lunch, when Mark came out of your apartment with no shirt on and hugged me ... I felt ... I dunno, can't explain ... but I felt it, that tingly thing again." But you know, I would prefer we not try to explain all that now. Could we wait and see if it explains itself?"
And soon, in bed together, trying to sleep, their feelings did indeed start to explain themselves. Felipe murmured, "You are such a beautiful man, Jamie. Could I touch you?" He ran his hands sensuously all over the surfer's body, but when he touched Jamie's fully erect cock he pulled back abruptly. "No," Jamie said, "don't stop, buddy. It felt good."
Emboldened by Jamie's words Felipe explored further and found himself licking Jamie's cock, then sucking it. Jamie flipped over into a sixty-nine position and they sucked each other all the way to orgasm. At last, Felipe savored the bitter-sweet taste of another man's semen spurting inside him and he gulped it down voraciously.
Then they kissed for the first time, tentatively at first but building in intensity, their mouths lubricated with the juices of their own passion. When the kiss ended Felipe buried his face in Jamie's neck and sobbed quietly, with a mix of joy, confusion, and even fear that he might never feel this intensity again.
The new friends slept soundly throughout the night, so deeply that in the morning it took an intrusion to wake them. Hazily they opened their eyes to see a uniformed cop smiling down at them. It was Mark, just home after a long night-shift astride his throbbing police motorcycle.
"So, this is where you both are. I thought I'd find you here."
In a panicky impulse from his past Felipe tried to jerk away. But Jamie held him reassuringly and smiled at Mark. "Hello, sir, welcome home. Do you want to ...?"
"Don't I always, kiddo, when I come home from work?" Mark chuckled.
Felipe started to get out of bed. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone ... I'll go make coffee."
"No," Mark laughed, "stay there kiddo. You belong here now, part of the family. And anyway, not often I get two for the price of one. A hot horny cop in uniform, two sexy young jocks naked in bed. You do the math."
========= CHAPTER 583 =========
<><> TWO FOR THE PRICE OF ONE <><>
As the nervous Felipe lay tensely beside his new buddy Jamie, it was obvious what the cop Mark was going to do. Felipe had learned that when Mark got home from a grueling night patrol on the city streets with his motorcycle throbbing beneath him, he was always hot and horny with one thing in mind. He needed to relive his tension and fuck – fuck the flawless ass of the handsome young jock he loved.
However, this morning it was far from clear what the cop had in mind for Jamie's new young friend Felipe. As Mark had said with a roguish smile, "Not often I get two for the price of one."
What did that mean? It was only Jamie's reassuring squeeze of his hand that prevented Felipe from fleeing the cop again, as he had done yesterday when first catching sight of him.
In his harrowing trek north from Honduras to the U.S. border the frightened boy had avoided the cops. His only close encounter was with one in Guatemala when a cop had caught him and threatened to fuck his ass. But he had managed to escape from that cop too.
However, the strange part was that later he had thought back to the dark, handsome cop and wondered what his cock would have felt like inside him. The image in his mind was so vivid that he had masturbated and orgasmed. And only yesterday he had admitted to Jamie, "When Mark came out of your apartment with no shirt on and hugged me ... I felt ... I dunno, can't explain ... but I felt it, that tingly thing again."
So now, here, next to Jamie and looking up at the cop with his chiseled, Greek-god features, his muscular body bulging under his black uniform, Felipe's nervousness gave way to that same `tingly' sensation.
Jamie had no such confusing thoughts. He always looked forward to the familiar daily ritual, and now threw back the sheets and pulled back his legs, presenting his ass to the man he loved.
Felipe stirred again but Jamie squeezed his hand tighter and Mark said, "You're free to leave, kid, but I don't want you too. If you're gonna be part of our little family I want you to see this. Happens every day." Mark unzipped his uniform pants, pulled out his long hard cock and spat on it. "So, you gonna stick around?"
Another tight squeeze from Jamie, and Felipe stammered, "Er, yes please, sir."
"That's our boy." Mark turned his full attention to Jamie. "You ready stud?"
"Ready and willing, officer ... as always."
Mark spread his spit on his cock then knelt on the bed and eased his cock between Jamie's perfect white globes. Felipe felt Jamie tense and had a vivid impression of what he was feeling, just as he had imagined what the Guatemalan cop would have felt like.
Only this was real ... it was really happening. That other cop had been dark, with evil in his hooded eyes. This cop was blond and kind, and Felipe saw the light of passion in his blue eyes. And he was inside the ass of Felipe's friend Jamie, who was smiling and stroking his cock, the same cock Felipe himself had sucked last night.
Felipe lost all his fear. As he gazed up at the uniformed cop rising and falling above them he felt an odd sensation, almost as if the cop were fucking him. When Felipe turned his head and looked at the ecstasy on Jamie's face he knew what his friend was feeling.
And when Jamie turned, smiled and kissed him, Felipe reached down and stroked his own cock. He had masturbated before when thinking of the evil cop, but now it was the blond god-like cop who was above him fucking ass ... not his own ass but it might as well have been.
Jamie pulled away and turned his gaze upward again, to the familiar smiling face of the man he idolized. Felipe looked up too, mesmerized, as the gleam in the cop's eye intensified and he fucked harder. "I fucking love you, man," Mark groaned. "Damn, your ass feels good, hotter than a fucking cauldron."
The boys were holding hands tightly, stroking their cocks with their free hand. Felipe felt every shudder, every throb in his friend's body as the cop pounded his ass. Jamie's breathing grew heavy, he stroked his cock harder. Captivated by his lover's pale blue eyes and chiseled features he could no longer hold back.
"Fuck me, sir. You're making me cum. I love you, sir ... I love you ...!" His body jolted and his cock spurted long strands of semen that splashed down on his flexed abs and heaving chest.
Next to him Felipe was in a state of erotic excitement as he felt Jamie's orgasm inflame his own body. He stroked his cock faster, felt his climax approaching, when ... "No! ... don't cum kid ... not yet. I haven't finished with you."
Mark leaned forward, kissed Jamie and gently pulled out of him, then smiled at Felipe. "I didn't cum inside Jamie, young man. I left that for your ass. You wanna feel my dick inside you, kid?"
"Yes, sir .... yes I do ... please, sir." Having felt Jamie's joy vicariously, as if the cop were inside him, he desperately wanted the real thing. He was craving it. The very thought of it almost made him cum. He turned to Jamie, seeking permission, and his friend smiled and nodded at him. "If you want it, buddy, go for it."
Felipe did what he had seen Jamie do – hooked his hands behind his legs and pulled them back. Mark smiled down at him, unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, then pulled his T-shirt off over his head. Felipe gasped at the stunning sight of the cop's sculpted, naked torso. Mark leaned forward and pinned the boy's wrists to the bed.
"You're a prisoner of a cop, boy, who's gonna fuck your ass. If you want me to stop, Felipe, I will." The roguish grin was back. "But you won't want to. I knew you wanted this, the same as Jamie always does. Like I said, two for the price of one."
Gently he pressed his hard wet cock against the boy's hole and pushed slowly. "Deep breath, kiddo." Felipe winced as the head of the cock entered him, then smiled as he felt the cop's shaft sliding inside him. It didn't hurt at all.
It finally came to rest deep inside him and Felipe was aware only of the cop's handsome, smiling face, his muscular body, and the exquisite sensation inside him. He gasped, shuddered, and howled as his cock reared up and shot plumes of semen so high they splashed against the cop's bare chest. "Aaagh ... aaagh ..." he kept howling, then shot more juice as he felt Mark's cock swell and erupt deep inside his ass.
A feeling of infinite joy swept over the boy, too powerful to absorb, so he closed his eyes and everything went blank.
<><> "DUDE, YOU'RE MY NUMBER ONE MAN' <><>
Felipe was drifting in a state of euphoria, dimly aware of something pulling out of his ass. When at last he opened his eyes Jamie was smiling down at him.
Felipe frowned, then murmured, "Jamie, did I ... did you ...?
"Dude, you just got butt-fucked by a cop, by Mark. How do you feel, buddy?"
"I ... I don't know ... like I've never felt before ... like I want to feel like this forever." He looked around in a daze. "Where's Mark?" Jamie chuckled. "In the shower – washing off the grime of the streets and the cum of a cute Hispanic kid who just took a cock in his ass for the first time in his life.
Felipe flung his arms round Jamie in a long, tender hug. "Jamie, it's all happening so fast, it's hard for me to keep up."
"So relax, buddy and, like I said before, go with the flow. Take it one step at a time."
They lay together for a while until Mark came back from the bathroom. Felipe looked up to see the tall muscular cop butt naked toweling his tousled blond hair. He grinned, "Hey, kiddo, how you feeling? Your ass sore?"
"I'm feeling wonderful, sir. Er, thank you, sir." He frowned. "Jamie, are you supposed to thank a man when he's fucked you or does it sound silly?"
Jamie laughed. "'Thank you' never sounds silly, Felipe. Actually, if you thank Mark nicely he might do it again one day soon."
"Yeah," Mark said, "You were great, kid. There's nothing like breaking a boy in, fucking his virgin ass for the first time. But take it slow, Felipe. Some guys when they discover sex jump right in, out of their depth, and get in trouble. Take your cue from Jamie. And if you ever need my help, kiddo, you got it. Nothing bad's gonna happen to you now you're part of our family. And Bob tells me he's gonna make sure him and his lawyer buddy will keep it that way."
"Oh yes, that special lunch. I have to go and see Will. We're cooking it for Bob and his friend."
"So go jump in the shower, dude," Jamie said. "Then run down to Will, he's prob'ly already set up breakfast with the twins."
Felipe kissed Jamie, then scrambled out of bed. Mark grabbed him, pulled him close and kissed his head. "Good luck with the lawyer, kid, you'll do just fine. He slapped his ass playfully and grinned, "Off you go, dude. Cute ass, by the way. Very fuckable."
Mark, still naked, lay down beside Jamie and they faced each other, propped on their elbows. "He's a great kid, Jamie, a good buddy for you. But I wanna make sure you know what you're getting into. Once Bob and this legal-eagle lawyer set the immigration wheels in motion you're in it for the long haul. Even if the lawyer agrees to take his case, stuff like that takes a long time, and you can't bail out in the middle of it."
"Sir," Jamie huffed, "have you ever known me to bail on something this important?"
Mark smiled, "You're right, you're solid as a rock. Sorry kid. Just playing Devil's Advocate here. But I do wanna make sure you and I are on the same page about this."
"I know what you mean, sir, and I want what we have between us to stay the same. I'll always be here waiting for you when you get home." He frowned, "After what just happened here ..."
"I know, and I want to be clear about that. The last thing I want is upset you in any way. What I did – fucking the boy – was for him. While I was reaming you I could see that light in his eye. He was longing for the same thing and I knew it was the surest way to make him feel part of the family." Mark chuckled. "I knew he would cum as soon as I shoved my dick inside him.
"But dude, you're my number one man, always will be. Felipe is family too now, like your younger brother. It's up to you to care for him, teach him and protect him, though of course I'm here to help you in all of that."
Jamie snuggled against him. "Thanks for saying that, sir, it's just the way I want it too."
"Hey, kid, I've been working all night and I need some shuteye. Do you, er, have much on your schedule today?"
"No, sir, not till later this afternoon. Eddie, Vic and Noah are due back from Phoenix and I have to meet with Eddie and Nate about that tough complicated beach scene we'll be shooting tomorrow, starting at crack of dawn – dozens of surfing extras, a million takes, a long, long day."
"And you'll love every minute of it. But before you meet with the guys, what about Felipe?"
"Oh he'll be involved with Will planning that lunch they're making for Bob and the lawyer. That's real important and they'll be fully engrossed."
"So, that means I have you to myself until this afternoon?"
"You bet, sir. Wanna spend it in bed?"
"You read my mind, dude. `Course, that might involve my dick in your butt again. Too soon?"
"Sir, you could work my ass over and over again all day and you wouldn't hear me complain."
"That's my boy," Mark laughed. He wrapped his muscular arms round Jamie and fell asleep."
<><> FELIPE – RUNNING TOWARD LOVE <><>
Mark was right about Felipe and Will. When he had left Mark and Jamie after life-changing sex, Felipe went out to the garden and found Will putting the finishing touches to the buffet breakfast for all the guys.
"Hey, dude," Will said, his freckled face breaking into a broad smile. "And what set you on fire? That glow could start a brushfire."
"Felipe's eyes opened wide, he raised his palms and gushed, "Will, you ... will ... not ... believe."
Will laughed. "Kid, you look and sound exactly like Eddie. Oh that's right, you haven't met him yet, but you will – he's due back home this afternoon. Don't worry, you won't have to say anything. Eddie does all the talking and you won't be able to get a word in sideways anyway. OK, I'm done out here, so before that glow sets the place afire, let's go to the kitchen and you can tell me all about it over coffee."
Inside they sat at the butcherblock table and Will poured mugs of coffee. "So, you had sex at last." Felipe looked deflated. "Sorry, Felipe, I stole your thunder. It's just that the look in your eye can mean only one thing – round here you see it all the time. But I'll shut up and the floor is yours. So spill, buddy."
"See, Will, it wasn't just sex, it was ... I dunno ..."
"Dude, if words fail you right at the start of a sex story you ain't gonna be too popular around here. Now take a deep breath and start at the beginning."
"OK, well, Mark was out working his nightshift so Jamie and I shared a bed – like, not close though, both keeping to the edge of the bed. But we couldn't sleep and Jamie looked so beautiful in the moonlight I asked if I could touch him, and I did ... his face, neck, chest, down to ... well, his cock was hard so I flinched. But Jamie liked it and ..."
"And one thing led to another," Will prompted to keep the story going. "And Jamie asked you to suck it ..."
"Yeah, how did you know? So anyway, I licked it and ... and took it down my throat. Jamie loved it and we ended up, er, sixty ..."
"Sixty-nineing."
"Yeah, that's right, and guess what ... we drank each other's semen."
"Well that's a first," Will kidded.
"It was for me, dude. But wait, that isn't the end of it. In the morning Mark came home and ..."
"And wanted to fuck his surfer," Will said. "Nothing new in that ... happens daily."
"Yeah but this doesn't. I was going to leave them to it but Mark told me to stay. I lay next to Jamie while Mark, in full uniform, rode his ass, I think they call it. It was the most exciting thing I ever saw and when Jamie climaxed, Mark pulled out and ... guess what ... shoved his cock in my ass. I never thought I could, but it was so thrilling I came right away. Too soon, I think ..."
"It's called premature ejaculation, dude, and it's understandable when you're getting ploughed by a Greek-God cop in uniform. And of course that explains the glow when I saw you. But the thing is, how do you feel now, kiddo?"
"Will, I ... it's just ... Listen, let me tell you something, Will. All my life it seems I've been running away from something – hostile family, friends who let you down, fear, violence, and then the cops when I was on the run. Only time I ever felt good was at the cooking academy. Even in this country, living rough, I was running away from ... pretty much everything... until I met Jamie.
"And now, Will. I'm not running away. I've got something to run toward – Jamie, Mark, love, good friends like you, a whole new life." His face clouded over. "That is, if I'm allowed to stay. It could all end suddenly, just like that."
"And we're gonna do our darndest, Felipe, to make sure that don't happen. Which brings us to today's lunch and your baleadas. So let's get to work. OK, first thing we gotta have is a menu so we know what ingredients we're gonna need. And Bob dropped a bombshell on me this morning. His lawyer friend, Alistair, is a vegetarian."
Felipe laughed. "No problem there, Will. Your basic baleada, the baleada sencilla, is mostly vegetarian and costs very little. But then you have the `Baleada Con Todo' where you throw everything in, including beef, chicken, pork or chorizo.
"But see, I got my own recipe for Baleadas Con Todo where I throw in everything except meat. Being Honduran I love to add more flavor to everything. And if this guy's vegetarian I'll cook him baleadas like he's never tasted before – if he ever has tasted them before.."
"Perfect, Felipe." Will loved the excitement in the boys eyes. "So first things first, give me a list of this `Con Todo' thingy to make sure we have all the ingredients. Let's get to work, my friend."
<><> CHARMING THE BIRDS FROM THE TREES <><>
Jamie's prediction that Felipe and Will would be `fully engrossed' with each other was dead right. It was not just that this meal could be important to Felipe's future. It was more that they simply loved cooking and Will was eager to learn new dishes. He was fascinated by Felipe's knowledge of Central American foods and took notes as he talked.
They made a careful inventory of the ingredients they had in stock and did a quick run to a local Hispanic grocery store to buy a few things they were missing. They worked out the timing of the meal, as Bob's lawyer friend Alistair was due at one o'clock.
Around noon Bob dropped in, looking very smart and handsome in tan slacks, a blue blazer and white shirt open at the collar. "Hey guys, just wanted to make sure everything's on track."
"Pretty much sir," Will said. "We'll be ready at one."
"Er, Alistair doesn't have a lot of time to spare, so no hors d'oeurve, I think, just the baleadas, and a nice white wine. What goes well with baleadas, Felipe?"
"I prefer a dry Sauvignon Blanc, sir. It doesn't get in the way of all the flavors I put in the baleada. We learned that at the Academy. You have a great selection of wines here, sir."
"Good. And, er, I know you're working closely together but which of you is doing most of the cooking?"
"Oh Felipe, sir," Will said. "I know nothing about baleadas, but I'm learning."
Bob asked casually, "Felipe, I wonder you didn't try to get a job at one of the Honduran restaurants in L.A."
"Oh no, sir. I didn't want to work illegally, sir. There's no real future in that."
"No, I guess not." Bob smiled with satisfaction. His seemingly casual questions all had a purpose. He was too shrewd to give Felipe open advice on how to behave toward Alistair. That would have made him nervous, and the answers sound rehearsed. But he threw out clues and subtle prompts, and trusted on Felipe's natural charm and intelligence to do the rest.
"OK, guys. Maybe you could come up to my dining room and set the table. Nothing fancy, we don't want it to look as if we're trying too hard. And relax guys, just be yourselves."
"What about dessert, sir?" Will asked. "Maybe a slice of rhubarb pie would clinch the deal."
"Maybe so, Will," Bob smiled, "if he has time. Have some at the ready. OK, what would you like me to take up for you?"
Bob had not only thrown out clues on possible questions. His easy, casual attitude had calmed their nerves as the hour approached.
When at last Bob went out to the gate to meet his friend, the boys watched from the kitchen window as they came in and crossed the lawn. The lawyer was older than they expected, probably in his fifties with graying hair. But he seemed friendly enough, talking animatedly to Bob as they went into the Boss House.
"OK," Will grinned. "It's showtime, kiddo. Remember what Bob said, just be yourself. Bob will handle everything, we just take our cues from him. Let's take the wine into them."
Dressed in smartly pressed dark green aprons and white chef's hats they went up to the private dining room, Will knocked on the door and they went in.
The two men were already seated at table and Bob looked up and smiled. "Ah, here comes the wine, and our chefs. Alistair, let me introduce our chef Will and his assistant for today, Felipe.
Alistair shook their hands and smiled. "Happy to meet you, boys. So what treats have you cooked up for us today?" he asked Will.
"Something special, sir, Felipe's specialty." Felipe picked up his cue. "Honduran baleadas, sir."
"Hey, I had them once, quite some time ago. A bit bland as I recall."
"Not the way I make them, sir. I have my own recipe for vegetarian Baleadas con Todos."
"Meaning you throw in everything but the kitchen sink, eh?" the lawyer chortled. "OK, guys ... bring `em on."
When they had served the main course and Bob had poured the wine, the boys waited nervously as Alistair took his first forkful. He savored the taste and rolled his eyes. "Wow, this is awesome, boy. Where did you learn to make food like this?"
"At the Academy, sir."
"OK, kids, we gotta talk. Sit down, both of you and have a glass of wine. Huh, listen to me, eh Bob, inviting the boys to sit and drink their own wine in their own house? Typical me ... I tend to be a pushy old guy, kids. It helps in my work. So OK, Felipe, what's this academy?"
"The Honduran Culinary Academy in Tegucigalpa, sir. It's the best school there is, certified by Mexico and France."
Did you graduate?"
"Yes, sir."
"You got the certificate?" Felipe nodded. "Good, give it to Bob to put in your file." As he munched on his food with relish, the questions continued. "Did you get a job after college?"
No, sir, there's a whole lot of unemployment, but an English family let me cook for them at last."
"Ah that's where that British accent comes from. Love that long open vowel in last', or I should say laahst'," he chuckled. "Bob, the accent can only help our case. A touch of class never hurts. Posh family were they, Felipe?"
"Yes, sir, very. They said they spoke the Queen's English. But the crime got too much for them and they left the country. They gave me a great letter of recommendation though. I still have it."
"Great, give that to Bob too. OK, so there you were, jobless. You, er, ever been arrested?"
"Oh no, sir."
"What made you leave? That was a big chance you took."
Well, sir, a friend of mine joined a gang and then they tried to recruit me. I knew what would happen if I refused so that's when I decided my only hope was to get out of the country, so I ..."
"Yeah, yeah, Bob already told me. And if you went back your life would be in danger, I get that. It helps. OK, so when you got here, with your credentials, did you look for work in a Honduran restaurant? Some of those joints would pay you under the table."
"Until they got raided, sir. I didn't want to work illegally, there's no future in that."
You're right about that, kid – always living in fear. Alistair looked at Will. "So, young Will, what's your setup here?"
"There are three of us chefs, sir. We cook for all the guys who live here and take box lunches to the crew on three construction sites, soon to be four. Sometimes we serve over thirty lunches and almost as many at dinner. And on the side I do private catering, when I can find time."
"That's a shit load of work, kid, for the three of you."
"Tell me about it sir. I've been looking for help but I really need someone I don't have to teach ... no time. I'd prefer someone who could teach me – like Felipe here and his baleadas. We have lots of Hispanic workers on the sites, and on my catering gigs, but the twins and me are not real good at Hispanic food."
"So what about Felipe here?"
"Oh I can't hire him, sir. Well," Will smiled, "you would know that better than anyone, sir. We don't pay anyone under the table."
"Cheeky young tyke," Alistair laughed. "Bob, am I sensing some kind of conspiracy here?"
"Alistair," Bob smiled, "you know me better than that. When have I ever coached witnesses? I know these boys and I let them speak for themselves. They would never lie to me or anyone else. That's the only advice I gave them – to be themselves."
Alistair patted his arm. "Bob, I've said it before, you could charm the birds out of the trees. That's what makes you such a fine lawyer. You really should have been a trial lawyer ... you'd have judge and jury eating out of your hand ... twisting them round your little finger ... they'd be putty in your hands."
Bob laughed, "Alistair, somewhere in that blizzard of mixed metaphors I detect a compliment, and I thank you."
Alistair roared with laughter. "OK, guys, I've heard enough. "Thank you, kids, for the food and the pep talk. Could you leave us alone now? I need to talk to Bob."
"Thank you, sir," Will said. "Er, I have a specialty of my own. It's a dessert, rhubarb pie ... with your coffee, sir?"
"Rhubarb pie eh? I ain't had that since kindergarten. OK, Will, bring it on. Oh, and one more thing Felipe, real important." Felipe stopped nervously as he prepared to leave. Alistair said, "I ain't suggesting a bribe or anything, God forbid, but er ... any chance I could get your baleadas recipe for my wife?"
Felipe smiled. "With pleasure, sir. I have a copy in the kitchen. I'll ask Will to bring it up with the pie. And, er, thank you for listening to me, sir, and letting me tell my story." The boys shook his hand and they left.
Alistair smiled at Bob. "You were right, Bob, he's a charmer alright. Got everything going for him – except a work permit. So we'll see what we can do about that. Hell, some of the guys I represent can't even speak English. This kid not only speaks English, he does it with a classy British accent – the `Queen's English' yet.
"Yeah, Bob, I think we have a strong case. Couple a things though. Until I open the case and get the ball rolling, the boy should stay here, go out as little as possible. If he were to get pulled over by the cops without documents it could get messy. I could bail him out but ..."
"Don't worry about that, old buddy. Felipe loves it here and we love having him here. We're ready to sponsor him or whatever you call it. You have my personal guarantee that he's not going anywhere until we get the high sign from you. And er, by the way, send your bill to me and I'll take care of it myself."
Alistair started to protest but Bob said, "Dude, you are not only my friend you're a lawyer. This is your business. I know you do a lot of pro-bono work, but I can afford it, so I want no favors."
"Nor me," Alistair chuckled, "except maybe that kid's baleadas recipe."
"And you're probably gonna want the rhubarb pie recipe for your wife when you taste it. I'll make sure you get that too. Not that it's a bribe or anything," Bob laughed.
"Bob, old buddy, we should do lunch more often."
"Just say the word, dude."
<><> BOB RUNS THE SHOW <><>
Will took him the rhubarb pie and both recipes, then went back to the kitchen until they finally saw Bob escorting Alistair to the gate. Before they reached it Randy came in and shook hands boisterously with Alistair. "Hey, Alistair, good to see you again. They give you a good lunch?"
Alistair held up the recipes. "Your new kid really knows how to cook. I got two recipes out of it, my wife's gonna love me."
"And, er, you think you can do anything for the boy?"
"I believe so, Randy. You know there's no such thing as a slam dunk in my business, but this case comes close." Randy was wearing an old oil-streaked T-shirt, dirty jeans and muddy boots. Alistair grinned, "You just come straight from work? Man, every time I see you two Bob's dressed up like a guy in a catalogue and you're ..."
"Looking like something the cat drug in," Randy laughed. "I know, but someone's gotta do the heavy lifting, dude. I'm the brawn of this outfit and he's the brain – I make the money and he counts it. And I'm happy to say the big bucks are rolling in. So don't be shy about sending us your bill. You're worth every penny, man."
After Alistair left Randy said, "Well done dude. Everything you're doing for this kid, I'm real proud of you." He frowned. "Only thing is, you know how I get when I see you take control like this, arranging everyone's life, the man in charge. Makes me real mad and real horny."
"Here we go again, another episode of Who's The Boss?
"Wrong – the title of this show is `I'm the boss." And when you've finished with the kids here, I want you upstairs so I can prove it, ya hear."
"Loud and clear, master," Bob grinned, his cock swelling in his smart slacks.
They parted, and in the kitchen the boys tensed and Will held Felipe's hand. Bob came in and they relaxed when they saw the broad smile on his handsome face.
"Guys you were brilliant. The way you pushed your education and qualifications, Felipe, and you Will, all that stuff about wanting an assistant specializing in Hispanic cuisine."
"But sir, that's all true," Will protested. "You know how short-staffed we are in the kitchen. If Felipe had a work permit I'd hire him in a second."
"Yeah, Alistair is working on that, `cos he's agreed to take your case, kiddo." There were huge sighs of relief from the boys. "Listen I need to talk to you two, Jamie and the twins. Ah, here come the twins, let's go outside. Felipe go and rouse Jamie – he's probably in bed with Mark."
Felipe went in and hesitated at the bedroom door. He coughed and cleared his throat until Jamie came out naked and, Felipe was sure, spotted with cum. "Jamie, sorry to interrupt but ..."
"That's OK, dude, I was waiting for you. How'd it go with Bob's lawyer?"
Felipe beamed, "It was perfect, Jamie, and Bob says that Alistair is taking my case. He thinks we got a strong chance. Bob wants to meet with us in the garden."
"Outstanding, dude. Er, Mark's gone back to sleep after ... you know ... so I'll be right out."
When they were all sitting round the table on the lawn, Bob said, "OK, so here's the scoop. Alistair thinks we have a strong case, but he cautioned that it's not yet a done deal. These things take a long time, but I have every confidence in him – he's absolutely the best.
"He'll get the ball rolling right away, but it'll take a while to pull all the paperwork together and file the case. And here's what happens in the meantime. Until he gives us the OK, Felipe, you are to stay here in the compound and not go out. At this early stage if the cops pulled you over ..."
"Sir, don't worry, sir, I'm perfectly happy to stay here forever. Lock me in the kitchen, then at night lock me in Jamie's apartment."
Jamie laughed, "No one's gonna lock you up, kiddo, but I'll make damn sure you stay here, even if I have to tie you to the bed. Hmm, now there's a thought."
Amid the laughter Kyle said, "Sir, you know the work pressures in the kitchen. I know we can't actually employ Felipe, but could he work with us for free?"
"I think we can go one better than that, guys. I hate the idea of someone working for no pay. And although Alistair didn't say it in so many words, he hinted that it would be OK if I gave Felipe an allowance equal to the standard wage. It would be just between him and me, not wages. And there's nothing to stop him working for you for nothing. Any objections?"
"Sounds like a deal, sir," Kevin said. "Actually tonight there'll be a lot of people for dinner as the guys are getting back from Phoenix. So Felipe, if you could report to the kitchen at about five-pm that would be great. Is that OK with you, Jamie?"
"He'll be there, dude ... even if I have to untie him from the bed," he laughed.
"Right," Bob said, "thank you guys. Now I gotta go and take care of Randy." The boys exchanged smiles, knowing just what that meant.
<><> EDDIE – ENTER TALKING <><>
Bob and the twins went back into the house leaving Jamie, Will and Felipe alone to talk. But they weren't alone for long, before a truck pulled up at the gate amid a babble of voices and slamming doors. The gate burst open and Eddie rushed in, followed by Vic and Noah and Eddie's man, the Marine Hassan.
Jamie said quietly to Felipe. "The three boys have just come back from the rodeo in Phoenix. Hassan told us he was picking them up at Burbank Airport which is not far from here. I'll introduce you, but don't worry, you won't have to say much ... you won't be able to. Eddie will do all the talking, trust me.
Eddie's voice pierced the air. "Dudes, we're ba..aack! Hey, you must be Jamie's new friend Felipe. Welcome to crazy house, dude. I'm Eddie, the Marine's boy, and this is Hassan." The swarthy muscular Arab Marine smiled, reached across the table and shook Felipe's hand.
Eddie gushed, "And these two guys are Noah and Vic, they're cowboy Charlie's boys. He's a rodeo star and I've been taking pictures of him and his buddies for a calendar."
The boys smiled their greeting, then left to go see their boss Brandon in the office. Hassan also excused himself to go and unload their gear, but Eddie sat down, determined to talk.
"So, like I said, we've been with Charlie in Phoenix – what a stud, everybody's wet dream of a gorgeous cowboy, specially with no shirt on, you would not believe. But we ain't been out of the loop, we've been hearing all about you. See we got this grapevine thingy so word goes around fast and we know everything the minute it happens. You're cute by the way, Jamie's a lucky guy. And what a story you got, what an adventure."
"Well it didn't really feel like an adventure, so much as ..."
"We know," Eddie charged on without pausing for breath, as Jamie smiled and squeezed Felipe's hand under the table. "You are gonna stick around though, aren't you? We heard about your little problem ... well not so little actually, but apparently Bob's taken over, so how did it go with his buddy the immigration guy? Listen, dude, with Bob on your side you can't lose.
We got a saying round here that nobody says no to Bob. Well, except Randy maybe. But that's a whole `nother story, we'll talk later.
"Come to think of it, nobody says no to Randy either unless they wanna get their ass creamed. Like the time ... but that's a whole other story too. So, dude, you gonna work with Will here and the twins? About time, they got some help. But don't say anymore yet ..." (chance would be a fine thing, Jamie thought) ... "cos I gotta get your story on video, dude. See, I'm a cameraman, I work with Jamie on this big surfer movie, Hassan's real proud of me ..."
"And talking of Hassan," Will barged in, grabbing an opening, "He hasn't seen you for three days. Don't you think he might be kinda horny and need some ...?"
"Uhh," Eddie inhaled dramatically, "sure he does. I gotta go, can't neglect my man. Golden rule around here, dude, take care of your man. I'll see you later dude and we'll talk some more."
"You mean you'll talk some more and we'll listen," Jamie chuckled softly as Eddie sped away. "Thanks for that Will, brilliant save there."
"I'm used to it, Jamie – you just gotta wait for that tiny gap and leap in. "OK, I gotta go help the twins prep dinner. You two probably need some time alone. But like the twins said, Felipe, you'll be in harness at five o'clock as the fourth chef. Welcome aboard, buddy."
He ran off to the kitchen and Felipe smiled at Jamie. "Wow, so that was Eddie. He's wonderful. I'm loving all these guys, Jamie."
"Glad to hear it, dude. But at last I've got you alone, so let me show you round the garden here while we talk. OK?"
"Right there with you, Jamie."
"Mmm, that sounds good," Jamie smiled, throwing his arm over Felipe's shoulder.
<><> ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PUSH <><>
They walked in companionable silence through the shrubs and flower beds until they came to a clump of trees round a small clearing, a lawn area with a small fountain in the middle. Felipe smiled, "This is beautiful, Jamie."
"One of my favorite places in the whole compound, dude. And d'you feel the vibrations? This is where a lot of guys come when they want to be alone and make love. Let's rest here a while."
They knelt down then lay on the grass on their sides facing each other, propped on one elbow. Jamie picked a blade of grass and stroked Felipe's face with it. "I'm so glad the interview went well with Bob's friend Alistair. You should be feeling pretty good right around now, buddy."
"Jamie, it's all happened so fast I can hardly take it in. I keep thinking I'm going to wake up and find it's all been a dream. And Jamie, you started it all, right from that moment we met at the beach. I owe it all to you, I can never thank you enough. I wish I could find a way to do that. I would give you anything, Jamie, do anything you wanted me to.
"Dude, I told you before, I don't want you to do anything out of gratitude. Just being with you here is thanks enough for me. But ... well there is one thing I would like."
"I think I know what that is, Jamie. You want to fuck me. When Mark fucked me this morning I loved it so much that I spurted my juice right away as you saw. And after Mark had – how do you say – broken me in? – my very next thought was how much I wanted to give my ass to you. Is that what you want, Jamie?"
"Of course it is, buddy," Jamie laughed. "Of course I want to fuck you ... but not right now." Felipe looked disappointed but Jamie said, "That's not a bad thing, dude. Let me explain. I told you from the start I wasn't looking for a boy, who I could fuck whenever I came home, like Mark does me. I don't like putting labels on things, but the younger brother image works for me.
"I want us to be equals, dude. But so far you've been the helpless one, just because of the immigration thing. I don't want you to feel helpless or ... or inferior in any way. I want us to be buddies and, yeah, that means fuck-buddies too.
See, I don't feel like there's any kind of top-man bottom-boy thing about us. You remember how we sixty-nined and sucked each other off? We were completely equal there and I loved that. Sure, I am gonna fuck you soon, Felipe. But before that, I ... I want you to fuck me, dude."
Felipe's jaw dropped. "You what? I mean, I should ... but I've never in my life ..."
"That's it, I wanted to be your first ever. But I'm sorry, maybe I'm going too fast. I don't wanna embarrass you ... I understand if you can't get it up for me."
"Jamie, I'm hard as a rod just lying here looking at you."
Jamie beamed. "So what are we waiting for? Stand up, dude." They got up and stood facing each other. Jamie pulled off his own T-shirt and flung it dramatically on the ground, as if to signal the start of some ritual. Their eyes met, Felipe smiled, then pulled off his own shirt and flung it down just as theatrically, stomping his foot on the ground like a toreador.
They laughed and kicked off their sneakers, seeing who could kick them farthest away. They dropped their shorts and stood staring at each other, naked, their cocks standing out hard as poles. With as much authority as he could muster Felipe said, "Get on your back man."
Obediently Jamie dropped to the ground and stared up at his handsome young friend – his younger brother, as he fantasized. But Felipe stared down at the bronzed surfer and faltered. "You're so beautiful, Jamie, and you're used to Mark. How could I ever compete with ..."
"You don't have to, Felipe. Mark is a tough cop, giving orders to his boy. This is totally different, more like brothers. Think of it as fucking your older brother. Here, this'll help."
Jamie reached over to his discarded shorts and pulled out a tube of lube that he tossed up to Felipe. He caught it and squeezed out a big glob that he spread over his cock. The feel of his own cock in his hand restored his confidence, especially when he saw Jamie pull his legs back and offer his ass.
Felipe knelt on the grass behind Jamie and pushed his legs farther back. He fumbled with his own lubed cock and again lost confidence, but the sight of the downy blond hair round Jamie's butt spurred him on and he pressed the head of his cock against the hole. He looked down at Jamie who smiled, "That's it, bro. Now all you have to do is push."
So Felipe pushed. And, for the first time in his life, he felt the exquisite sensation of his cock sliding into the warm depths of another man's ass – his lover's ass. The feeling was so intense he lost control and ... Jamie stopped him.
"No, stop, dude. Wait, take a deep breath and look into my eyes. Don't cum yet. Make it last."
Felipe did as instructed and felt his mounting climax recede, until he felt confident enough to pull slowly back, almost out, then ease it carefully back in. When his cock pulsed he paused, relaxed, then eased in again.
A smile spread over his face as he looked down at Jamie, then he leaned forward and pinned Jamie's wrists to the ground as Mark had done to him. "You see?" he grinned. "I can be the ... the bush one."
"That's `butch', dude."
"Yes, butch, that's the one," Felipe said with a definitely non-butch giggle."
"A little fantasy always helps," Jamie smiled. "Two brothers in a sunny garden, the younger one fucking his older brother."
Felipe's eyes gleamed. "Yes ... yes ... my brother, my lover, my friend. I love you Jamie. I've never felt anything so ... aaahh ... it feels so good inside you ... your ass is so warm."
He took his hands off Jamie's wrists and planted his palms on his chest. Jamie reached up and twisted his fingertips lightly round Felipe's nipples. He gasped and Jamie paused, careful not to make him cum.
But Felipe was now in control of himself and Jamie, and their love-making assumed a natural rhythm as the dark-haired young jock rose and fell over the blond, his cock driving inside him with increasing force.
Sure, Jamie loved taking it from Mark, but this was exciting in a different way. Felipe's mix of youthful lust and hesitancy did not detract from his natural masculinity. Jamie could easily imagine that he was teaching his inexperienced younger brother how to make love. He found it incredibly sexy to be topped by the once-fearful boy he had met at the beach, now shedding his fears and asserting his natural virility.
He saw the gleam of confidence in Felipe's eyes, which made him sexier than ever before and triggered the approach of Jamie's own orgasm. Felipe was in full flood now, fucking with increasing vigor, staring down at the naked blond surfer pounding his cock in his fist. Felipe panted, "You're so sexy, dude, you're gonna make me cum. Cum for me, man, let me see you shoot your juice all over that gorgeous body."
"Right there with you, bro. Your cock feels so damn hot. Let's do it, dude ... here it comes ... fuck ... fuck ... yeaahh!" Jamie's cock erupted while Felipe threw his head back and howled, as he pumped semen in the hot depths of his buddy's ass ... stream after stream. He fell forward onto Jamie and there was no sobbing this time, only laughter – the joyful, jubilant laughter of two young men learning to love.
<><> THREE'S A CROWD? <><>
Minutes later they were lying side by side on their backs, their naked bodies dappled by the sun shining through the trees. They didn't talk about what had just happened, there was no attempt to analyze it. It simply felt natural, part of their new lives together.
Feeling at peace for the first time in years Felipe said, "This is such a beautiful garden, Jamie."
"Yeah. Miguel's boy Finn does most of the gardening here, he loves it. Finn's changed a whole lot. Used to be a street hustler but Miguel took him on as his boy and tamed him.
"You don't know Miguel yet, but you have things in common. Like you, he's Hispanic and a chef – except he's the executive chef at a big fancy hotel. He'll love meeting you, and you two should get on well. Just don't upset his boy Finn, is all, he can be unpredictable. You know that old saying, `You can take a boy off the streets but you can't take the streets out of the boy'."
Felipe sighed. "So many things I have to get used to. I should go to Bob now to thank him properly for everything he's doing for me."
"That would be good, but there's no big hurry. I have a feeling Bob is still `taking care' of Randy."
"And what about us tonight, Jamie, with Mark and everything? I've heard another old saying – `three's a crowd'."
"Don't worry about that, dude, we just take our cue from Mark. He's the cop, the boss – the bush one as you would say."
Felipe laughed. "Butch, butch, butch ... I never heard my English family use the word, and I don't want to get it wrong again. Ah, you have so much to teach me, Jamie."
"And all the time in the world to do it, buddy. I'm sure of that."
Felipe kissed him, wrapped his arms round him and they dozed, naked on the grass – new friends, lovers ... and brothers under the skin.
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TO BE CONTINUED in "A Trial Of Strength" – Chapter 584
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