AN ORPHAN By Lee Mariner
DISCLAIMER: This is a gay fictional fantasy involving homosexual acts between men and boys. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS MATERIAL OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE AND READ NO FURTHER.
All characters depicted in this story are fictional and do not refer to any person or persons living or dead. Locations named are for background use only and the author does not mean to imply that those locations approve of the lifestyle portrayed.
UNPROTECTED SEX CAN LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE AVOIDED AT ALL TIMES. THE AUTHOR ENCOURAGES THE USE OF PROPER PROTECTION WHEN INVOLVED IN SEXUAL ACTS.
This work is copyrighted by the author and may not be reproduced in any form without specific written permission of the author. Copyright: 2002, Author: Lee Mariner. All rights reserved.
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Chapter #8
Clyde was carrying a briefcase that contained the information needed when they met with Dickson & Goldman in Lincoln, it cleared the security x-ray machine with no problem and he and Stewart walked down the corridor to where their plane would be waiting.
Stewart looked back briefly and saw that Robert was still standing at the clearance station and he waved with a smile on his face. Clyde waved with him and Robert responded before turning to leave the terminal.
"Gee Clyde, he looked a little sad didn't he?" Stewart asked.
"Your lucky Stu." Clyde responded. "I didn't have a brother that cared for me. Maybe you don't think Robert does, but you can see it when he is looking at you. I didn't like him when we first met, that's what's bad about first impressions. Robert is okay, he is just trying to do what your Dad wants or at least he thinks he is."
"I guess so. It always seemed like he was pissed at me for some reason and I couldn't figure out why."
"Here's the gate Stu. Lets check in and then I got to take a roaring piss, we have about 15mins before they start loading."
Looking around, they see a Men's Room sign on the other side of the concourse and head for it. The rest room is small only three urinals and no one was inside. Sitting the briefcase down, Clyde unzips and whips out his cock as Stewart uses the one next to him. Glancing over he sees Stewart milking his cock down as he pisses and it swells a little from the action. Waiting until he is finished Clyde reaches over and taking Stewarts cock in his hand he jerks strokes it a few time and it swells rock hard. Leaning down he takes it in his mouth and swallows Stu to the hilt. "Oh God Clyde, not in here. We don't have time but don't stop it feels good."
Clyde quickly works Stewart to a climax as he strokes his own raging hard on and feels the juices rising in Stewarts cock as he thrusts his hips forward meeting his gulping swallowing mouth. Swallowing Stewarts cum his cock swells and streams of cum explode and splatter on the wall next to the urinal as he drains Stewarts cock with his tight lips. Pulling and squeezing his cock, Clyde drains the last drops before releasing Stewarts softening cock.
Leaning over, he kisses Stewart letting him taste his cum while they both milk what little is left to be drained. Looking at Stewart, his dark eyes gleaming he says "I've always wanted to suck a cock in a Tea Room.
"You are the craziest thing Clyde. What if someone had walked in on us while you were sucking me off?"
"Might have asked him, too join in." Clyde says with a grin. "You keep milking that thing and you might cum again. Better put it away for later."
Washing up, Stewart shakes his head but thinks "Damned if it wasn't exciting. He hadn't ever been sucked off in a men's room."
Straightening their clothes, they walk back to the loading area and hear their names called for 1st class. They both notice the cute attendant standing at the gate checking tickets and nod to each other. Reaching the gate, Clyde presents his ticket and asks, "Will you be taking care of 1st Class?"
Glancing at the ticket, the attendant answers "Yes sir, Mr. Hampton. I'll be taking care of you and I see that Mr. Ricksford is your set mate. Are you traveling together?"
"Yes we are." Stewart answers looking the attendant in the eye and seeing a slight smile on his face.
"We should have a good flight then. The weather promises to be good gentleman. My name is Brian." He says as he reaches for the next passenger's ticket.
Clyde whispers over his shoulder as they walk down the ramp, "Cute isn't he?"
"Did you see those green eyes? Like looking into an emerald pool." Stewart whispers back.
Reaching their seats, Clyde puts the briefcase in the overhead storage bin. Looking back to the rear of the plane he sees that business tourist/coach class and are pretty full before he slides into his seat with Stewart following him. Un-doing his belt and the top snap on his jeans, Clyde arches his back and reaching down inside of his jeans he adjusts his cock and balls. Looking at Stewart he says, "you might want to get comfortable too. We got a little over a two hours on here before we get to Chicago."
Stewart nods his head and follows Clyde's example noticing he did not close the top of his jeans. Adjusting his still half hard cock, he leans over and whispers "Damn Clyde. I'm still leaking cum, the head of my cock is slick and sticky."
"Must be loosing my touch Stu. I thought I had drained you pretty good, next time I'll pull your nuts out and make sure it all comes up. Leave your jeans open, it's more comfortable."
Giggling softly, "You are awful. Next time let me know when you are going to do it and not surprise me." Stewart says.
"It didn't take you long to shoot that load Stu."
"Well it was pretty exciting watching you suck me off in a public men's room."
"That's why they call them men's room's."
As they were talking quietly, Brian the attendant walks by checking seat belts and hearing the comment about men's rooms, he leans over and says, "We only have unisex restrooms on the plane and they are at the rear if you need them." Smiling as he says it, he drags his hand over Stewarts shoulder as he moves on down the aisle.
Stewart feels the hand touching his shoulder and looking up he sees the smile on Brian's face and then he notices at the "V" of his vest a rainbow colored tie tack holding his tie in place.
Just as he leans over to Clyde, he hears him say, "I saw it and the way he innocently brushed your shoulder. He didn't have that tie tack on at the door."
"He didn't? I didn't notice." Stewart says softly.
"He had to put it on after we boarded the plane. He doesn't need it though his vest holds his tie in place. That was for our benefit I'd bet." Clyde says as he glances around the 1st class section of the plane.
"There are only 6 of us in 1st class Stu and if he is the attendant, he won't have much to do."
The overhead light flashes for passengers to fasten seat belt and Brian makes one more trip checking everyone as the jet engines are revved and the plane starts moving back from the loading ramp. As they are looking out the small window, they hear over the engine noise Brian saying,
"After we are airborne, would either of you like coffee, juice or something? He says. It comes with 1st class."
"Sounds good Brian." Clyde says. "Make mine black with a couple of sugars." What would you like Stu?"
"The same for me Brian but I'd like a V8 juice also if you have it."
"Coming up as soon as we are in the air fellas." Brian says as he moves to his seat, buckling up for the take-off.
The plane lifts off smoothly and after a few minutes the "fasten seat belts" sign goes off. Stewart takes a deep breath and pulls his zipper down a couple of inches for more comfort. Sighing loudly "boy that feels better."
"Still a little tight there, Stu?" Clyde says as he inhales pulling his zipper down as well.
"Just want to be comfortable Clyde. I'm beginning to think we should have worn something looser, these Dockers are tight."
"We didn't think of that when we were dressing this morning Stu. Christ, who is thinking at 4o'clock or so that early in the morning?"
Seeing Brian walking up with their drinks they drop the seatback trays.
"Here we go, two coffee's and one juice. I'll be serving a light breakfast shortly. Scrambled eggs, ham and an English Muffin if you would like it." Brian says looking at both of them and glancing down he sees the zippers pulled down. "I do that when I'm flying. Unfortunately I can't do it on duty. Things get all stuffed up after sitting for a long time if you know what I mean."
"Too bad Brian, I can feel for you." Clyde says looking at him and grinning.
"Yeah." Stewart says. "Sure can get uncomfortable after awhile, thanks for zippers and snap buttons."
"Goes with the job but I wear a jockstrap, that helps some. I'll be back with your breakfast shortly." Brian says glancing down again and noticing the hair showing where their zippers are pulled down. He feels a surge in his cock, realizing they aren't wearing briefs.
Sipping their coffee, they watch Brian moving around in the small kitchen area of the plane. He seems very efficient at what he is doing. There does not seem to be any loss of motion as he pulls trays from the refrigerator and places them in the small microwave oven. The food is all pre-cooked and he only has to warm it up for serving.
"He seems to know what he is doing Clyde. I don't know if I would like his kind of job though. Flying is not one of my big things what with all the problems they are having with hi-jacking."
"You have a point Stu. I don't mind flying that much but sure as hell would not want to wind up in Cuba or over in the Middle East in a desert."
Brian returns with one tray and then brings the other. Placing them on the trays, he says "Not the Waldorf but it is pretty good. I get to have breakfast on this flight. One of the small perks for doing a turn around out of Lincoln."
"Turn around out of Lincoln? Does this plane go into Lincoln, Nebraska?" Clyde asks looking at Stewart.
"Why sure. We only stop in Chicago for discharging and taking on additional passengers for Lincoln. We stay overnight in Lincoln and return to Baltimore the next day. I live in Baltimore but I get this flight twice a month." Brian says. "We don't do this turn around until Monday morning and then I'm off on another flight until the following week."
"Damn Stu. I wish I knew that when I asked that travel agency to arrange the flight for us. We wouldn't have that long layover in Chicago." Clyde says angrily.
"It sure would have been better. We never had any problems with Francesca when the firm needed too fly." Stewart says.
"Gee, I'm sorry. We land in Lincoln a little after 11AM their time." Brian says. "When you finish your breakfast buzz me and I'll take the trays away."
Brian walks back to his station as Clyde and Stewart are eating their breakfast. Pulling his passenger lists down, he sees where their tickets had been upgraded to 1st class at the terminal and wondered why the agent there had not mentioned the flight going on too Lincoln. Knocking on the cockpit cabin door he waits until it is opened from the inside. Closing the door securely behind him he asks the 3rd Officer if the Captain might let him use the telephone for a call to Chicago to see if he could help out a 1st Class passenger. The Captain heard him and nods his head okay. Flipping a couple of switches the 3rd Officer hands him the receiver as he is dialing the O'Hara Terminal number.
Listening, Brian hears, "O'Hara International, how may I direct your call?"
"Connect me with the Continental Reservations Desk please. This is Continental Flight 1232 out of Baltimore." Brian says and then hears the phone ringing. "Continental Reservations, how may I help you?"
Brian identifies himself and asks if there are any 1st Class passengers scheduled to board in Chicago for Lincoln. After a second or two, the agent in Chicago tells him none and asks if he has a problem she could take care of.
"You sure can. I have two passengers that are traveling to Lincoln and their travel agent has them changing over to United when the reach Chicago. Their names are Clyde Hampton and Stewart Ricksford." Brian tells her that their tickets had been upgraded to 1st class by the Continental agent in Baltimore before they boarded but they didn't upgrade them all the way on too Lincoln on Continental in 1st class.
"I can see that here. I wonder why it wasn't suggested then? I can do the upgrade if they still want to fly Continental with no problem. I have all of the information here to do it for them."
"They would appreciate it if you would. Could you have the new tickets at the gate when we arrive and I can make the exchange there, we only have about a 15 minute layover." Brian asks.
"I'll see that the boarding agent has all of the information Brian. They must be important for you to call like this?"
"No, not really. Just a couple of guys that got screwed by their travel agent." Brian replies. "I really appreciate it and I know they will."
"Tell them not to forget Continental when they fly again. I see they have an open return reservation. I'll flag that for a 1st class upgrade. Make sure you tell them so they can get it straight in Lincoln."
"Will do, thanks again." Brian says.
Looking at the 3rd Officer and the Captain, Brian says "Thanks a lot" and returns to the passenger section.
Seeing that Clyde and Stewart were still eating and hadn't buzzed him, Brian crosses himself. "Sure hope I have done the right thing." He thinks.
Looking forward in the plane, Stewart sees Brian and tells Clyde he is back. Clyde reaches for the buzzer pushing it once and sees Brian move almost instantly.
Reaching over Stewart, Brian takes Clyde's tray and then says, "Let me take care of the other two couples and I'll be back with more coffee and some news."
"News, what kind of news you think he is talking about Clyde?"
"You got me there, Stu."
Brian moves around the cabin quickly picking up the other passengers trays and refreshing some coffee and one juice. Straightening up his station, he pulls his passenger lists out and walks back to Clyde and Stewart.
Brian kneels down in the aisle alongside Stewart's seat and he lays the clipboard on his knees. Looking at them he says, "After you mentioned that you were going to Lincoln, I checked my manifest and it indicates you are transferring to United and then on to Lincoln. You seemed upset that you had that long layover in Chicago. I went into the cockpit and called ahead to our reservation desk to see if your tickets could be upgraded on this flight into Lincoln. We have no 1st class passengers booked out of Chicago and we have 8 empty seats. I hope you don't get angry but I went ahead and upgraded your seats on this flight. You won't have that layover and you can fly on with us if you want to."
Looking at Stewart, Clyde exclaims. "If we want to, you bet. Boy, we owe you for this Brian, how can we repay you?"
"No need, Mr. Hampton. I'm glad we could do it for you and Mr. Ricksford. When we get into Chicago, just stay onboard and I'll take care of the paper work at the gate. I'll need your tickets to make the exchange." Brian says with a twinkle in his eyes as he looks at them but thinking how much he would like to get them in bed. The bulge in Clyde's jeans makes his bound up cock swell and hurt just thinking about what it must be like. The bulge in Stewart's crotch was pretty nice too. He knew they were a couple of hot studs. Maybe in Lincoln something could be worked out and as horny as he was, he hoped so.
The flight arrived in Chicago just a couple of minutes late and Clyde and Stewart did as Brian had instructed them. The plane's door opened and passengers started disembarking before new ones came onboard. The other passengers in 1st class left the plane first before the other passengers filed out trying to navigate the narrow aisle with their carry-on luggage. Clyde was glad they only had his briefcase as carry-on.
New passengers filed onboard but no one stopped in the 1st class section leaving them as them alone. They were watching for Brian to return to be sure that everything was okay. One of the other flight attendants was standing at the doorway checking her manifest of passengers when they saw him coming down the aisle towards them behind a very large man. He was grinning from ear to ear as he slid into the seats just in front of theirs.
"That was one of the largest passengers I have seen in a long time, bet he had to pay double. Okay. Everything is set and I checked to be sure your luggage stayed onboard. Can't have you getting into Lincoln with nothing to wear, can we?" Brian said. "These are the confirmation copies of the change in your tickets. There is no problem, the difference has been charged back to the agency you used."
"You can bet they will send us the bill for them." Clyde said.
Brian returned to the front of the plane and while the door was being closed, he checked his 1st class manifest. Looking at Clyde and Stewart he smiled and gave them a thumb's up before sitting down and fastening his seat belt for takeoff.
"Wonder what he meant by that Clyde?" Stewart asked.
"I have no idea but I can tell you he is one hot, horny dude. I think he wants one or both of us in bed. Have you noticed the way he hangs around and drops hints about staying in Lincoln before his return flight too Baltimore."
"I was thinking the same thing myself. He is kind of cute isn't he?" Stewart says.
The sudden lift off of the plane pushes them back in their seats and Stewart reaches for the armrest but his hand slips into Clyde's crotch feeling his hard cock. Turning to look at Clyde, he sees a twinkle in his eye with a smile and his own cock starts to thicken as the plane continues to climb and then levels off.
Stewart leans over and asks Clyde, "Are you getting hard for me or him?" A hint of jealousy in his voice thinking that Clyde might be getting turned on by Brian.
"Both Stu." Clyde says. "I was thinking about him in bed with the both of us. I've never tried a threesome but with you and someone as nice as he seems sort of turns me on. What do you think about it? Might be fun."
Stewart sees Clyde pulling his zipper down a little further reaching in and adjusting his cock down the side of his leg letting the flaps of his jeans lay back exposing more of his thick pubic bush. Clyde's cock looks like a log laying alongside of his leg and he could feel himself getting turned on, his cock getting harder as he adjust himself leaving his fly open.
"Keep this up and I'm going to cum in my jeans Clyde." Stewart says. "You didn't seem interested in a threesome when I mentioned it back at the restaurant and that waiter made a pass at you."
"That was then Stu. That guy acted like a slut with his card and all that. Flattering, yes, but I like to make the moves. You know that, I made the first move on you didn't I? Brian is being more then obvious that he wants one of us so why not both. I'm not going to trot off to bed with someone and leave you alone and I don't think you would either." Clyde says rubbing Stewart's hard cock and looking him in the eyes. "I love you too much to do that. We either do it together or we don't."
Stewart takes a deep breath feeling the tingling in his balls starting to spread up his stiff cock. He places his hand on Clyde's and huskily whispers, "You better stop that or I am going to shoot cum straight down my leg. God but you can get me so hot and horny and we're at 30,000 feet."
"Got you going Stu. I'd like to suck you off right now and I bet Brian would watch."
"Clyde you are awful. That turns me on just as bad as thinking of us having sex with him together. Do you think he will go for it? Might be fun."
Clyde reaches for the signal button and says, "Lets see."
Brian turns his head hearing the chime and sees Clyde motioning for him. Walking back too their seats he starts to say "What ca......" and notices their zippers pulled all the way down and huge hard cocks with thick hair showing. Almost with a gasp he says "Why don't you move up front by the service station and we can talk a little better. Would you like a drink of something?"
Stewart grins while saying, "They both sound good Brian. Could I have a Bloody Mary?"
"Make it two Brian, I'll have one as well." Clyde says. "We'll move up front in a minute after things calm down a little."
"I'll have the drinks ready when you move. What do you mean by they both sound good?" Brian says, his cock steel hard crammed inside his jockstrap.
"Drinks are easy to fix but something leaves the door wide open to other possibilities. Who know what might happen." Stewart says grinning wider.
"Oh, I see." Brian says as he moves back to the front.
'Smooth Stu." Clyde says. "I didn't know you had it in you."
"You still have lots to learn Clyde, me too. Let's move up front and join Brian."
Brian is fixing the drinks and watching as Clyde and Stewart move up the aisle, his eyes glittering as he sees the endowments of two very hunky studs. After they sit down, he serves their drinks and excuses himself to use the bathroom. Brian removes his jockstrap in the bathroom and runs his hand up and down his hard throbbing cock a few strokes before putting his pants back on. Looking down he admires his own endowment extending down his pants leg feeling just a tingle of anticipation in his loins.
While Brian is gone and sipping on the drinks Clyde and Stewart are planning on how they will make the pitch to Brian. Both of them were horny as hell and excited about the prospect of a threesome. Brian rejoins them and breathes a sigh of relief.
"Boy, does it feel good getting that thing off." He says as he opens his overnight bag stuffing the jockstrap inside.
"I don't see how you can wear one Brian. They make me feel cramped up especially when I get hard." Stewart says. "From what I see you must have been really hurting, all that crammed inside that little pouch."
"Watching you two sure didn't help any. I almost cum when I saw you with your zippers open. Too bad we are on this plane. I bet being in bed with you two would be awesome." Brian says.
"Do you like threesome's Brian? How about going to bed with Stu and me?" Clyde says rubbing his crotch watching Brian's cock growing in his pants.
"Yeah, Brian, how about it? Where will you be staying in Lincoln?" Stewart says following Clyde's lead.
"The airline usually puts us up in an Econo-Lodge or Super 6 Motel. Bad thing is that I have a roommate, the 3rd engineer. The Captain and Co-pilot stay in one room and I'm stuck with him. He is straight as an arrow and religious. The two girls in the back have a room together. You guys going to be staying in Lincoln? Maybe we could work something out, I sure hope so." Brian says watching as Clyde pulls his long thick cock out. Sucking is breath in Brian say's "Oh my God, that is fantastic and it looks like you are just as big as him?"
"No quite but almost." Stewart says as he pulls his thick cock out for Brian.
Clyde and Stewart stroke themselves watching Brian as he moves over into the small alcove by the door. You could see what they both were thinking as they looked at each other and then at Brian stroking his thick cock in the alcove, "Sex at 30,000'" and they grin feeling the electricity running through them.
Suddenly the innercom buzzer rings and Brian quickly stuffs his cock back into his pants reaching for the phone. Listening to whoever it was, Clyde and Stewart see him looking at his watch and then glancing back their way just as the no smoking sign flashes on. Hanging the phone up, he leans over and say's "I didn't realize we were almost in Lincoln, 15 minutes out. Better get yourselves straightened up. I'll meet you at the front of the Terminal. It's not very big so we won't have any trouble meeting. You still want to get together don't you?"
"After what we just saw, you got to be kidding." Clyde says. "We have to pickup our truck first, it's an Explorer. Meet you at the front like you said."
"Clyde." Stewart say's, "you sure you want to go through with this?"
"After what we have seen and as horny as we got him, leading him on. He seems like a hell of a nice guy. Are you sure about it?" Clyde says.
"As long as it's with you Clyde." Stewart says squeezing Clyde's thigh.
Leaning over, Clyde kisses Stewart on the cheek and whispers in his ear, "You know I only love you Stu."
Stewart doesn't say anything, just looks at him smiling as he feels his heart racing hearing Clyde tell him he loves him.
The plane lands beautifully in Lincoln. Disembarking, they hear Brian confirm he will meet them out front in about 20 minutes. Clyde and Stewart walk down the long concourse looking for the signs that will direct them to their luggage pickup and the rental car agency, they should both be close together for convenience.
Finding both, they make arrangements with the Rental Car Agent for 10 days leaving a $500. deposit on the vehicle. Pulling their suitcase's they walk to the staging area waiting for the SUV to be brought from the parking area by the agency attendant.
"Clyde, do you think he will be in front when we get there?" Stewart asks.
"It would surprise the hell out of me if he wasn't Stu. Did you see how he was stroking his cock on the plane? I was about ready to drop my load watching him and I could tell you were just as hot as me."
"Yeah, it was hot wasn't it? Are we going right to the hotel?" Stewart says.
"Lets see what Brian has to do first. I'm just a little hungry, that breakfast he served was nothing to brag about Stu." Clyde says as their vehicle pulls up.
The young teenage boy opens the back doors of the Explorer and loads their bags inside. Stewart hands him a $5.00 bill thanking him. The boy looks to be not much younger then himself, blond hair, dark blue eyes, nicely built and about the same height.
Smiling as he takes the offered tip, he say's "thank you sir and thanks for using Alamo. When you return the car, bring it to the front and I'll check it in for you. I'm here everyday except Sunday and Monday. My name is Cody, Cody Walton and I'll be glad to help you out anyway I can."
Clyde comes around the rear of the vehicle as the attendant is talking with Stewart. Walking up to Stewart he asks, "are you going to drive or do you want me to?"
"No Clyde, you drive. This is Cody. He was telling me he would check the car back in for us when we leave. Cody this is Mr. Hampton and I'm Stewart Ricksford. Thanks for your help."
"My pleasure Mr. Ricksford and its nice meeting you Mr. Hampton. I'll more then likely be here when you check her back in. Have a safe stay in Lincoln. If I can help you in anyway, please call me, handing a business card to Stewart. I do escort/guide service if you are not familiar with Lincoln. I'd enjoy showing you both what we have to offer."
Getting into the car, they sit for a minute before Stewart says, "I think we were just propositioned Clyde."
"It sounded like it to me. What does the card say?"
Stewart turns the card over and reads out, "Cody Walton, Personal Tour Guide and Escort. My rates are reasonable. Please call: 402-668-9243. Do you want to keep it or throw it out?"
"Might as well hold on too it Stu. We might need a guide since it has been years since I was here. He sounds a little like a high priced hustler but who knows, I've seen worse looking one's."
"You wouldn't pay some kid for sex, would you Clyde?" Stewart asks.
"Stewart baby, I have never paid for meat on the hoof. I never have had to. There is not a man alive that cannot be had at one time or the other depending on the circumstances. They all get horny and when they can't get it from some woman or a boyfriend, they want what we both have, cock. Mine's not for sale and I don't buy it, there are too many good looking men in this world." Clyde says bluntly as he drives to the front of the terminal and sees Brian at the curb.
Brian throws his overnight bag and briefcase in the back climbing inside. "I'll have to call the Captain later and let him know where I will be in case we are called up. I didn't really know when I told him I would be staying with friends."
"We will be staying at Branston Hall, Brian." Stewart says.
"Really, the Branston!! Nice, very nice indeed, I can't afford a place like it. They have everything there and only top drawer service." Brian says.
"Brian, how about some lunch?" Clyde says. "Your light breakfast is gone."
"Clyde, would you and Stewart mind if I changed and showered before we do anything? I'd really like to get out of this uniform if you don't mind." Brian says
"No problem. We can check in and get settled first. I'm sure they have a restaurant close by if not in the hotel." Clyde says.
"There is a 5-Star in the hotel. I ate there once and the food was delicious and the waiters are even more so." Brian offers with a little giggle.
"You live in Baltimore but you know a little about Lincoln it seems Brian." Stewart says glancing over his shoulder.
"Weekends in Baltimore or Lincoln can be very boring if you spend them alone Stewart."
"I guess that's true. How many times have you been here?"
"I think this is my 13th or 14th trip. Stewart. Not all weekends though, some are just overnight and then out in the morning." Brian says as they pull up under the canopy of the front door of the hotel.
A valet opens Clyde's door and getting out he hears "Welcome to the Branston Sir. I'll park the car for you." The valet says handing Clyde a brass check.
"Thank you." Clyde says hearing the same thing being said on the other side as Stewart and Brian get out.
Their luggage is unloaded and placed on carriers with two young valets in brilliant blue and gold uniforms pushing the carts inside to the check-in desk.
Clyde and Stewart walk to the desk as Brian moves to the elevators with a whispered "meet you over there."
Attending the desk is a handsome, dark complexioned young man with gleaming black hair and eyes and he flashes a sparkling smile with even white teeth as he say's, "Welcome to the Branston. How can I help you gentlemen?"
"Reservation for Hampton and Ricksford please." Clyde says smoothly while his eyes take in the young man in front of him. Tight very well groomed suit of an obviously expensive dark blue gabardine material, gleaming white button down shirt with a dark maroon tie. A small diamond implant in the left ear lobe, with a brilliant solitaire diamond on the left pinky finger and a gold wrist watch on the left wrist.
"Yes sir, we have them. You are.........?"
"Clyde Hampton, this is Mr. Stewart Ricksford."
"Very nice meeting you both Mr. Hampton. Would you fill out the registration card for me please? How long will you be staying with us or do you know?"
"We haven't decided yet. It may be a week or ten days, I don't really know just yet." Clyde says looking at Stewart.
"We are happy to have you with us. Your suite is 1414 and has the king sized bed your travel agent requested. Mr. Dickson, your attorney called and asked that we take special care of you. There is a completely stocked bar with snacks. Please call room service if there is anything else you might like. Here are two magnetic security door cards to your suite. The number is not recorded on the cards for your protection if you should mislay them. My name is Enrique Martineze and I am here to serve you. The valet's will take your luggage up to your suite."
"Thanks Enrique, I'm sure we will be very comfortable. Did you say Mr. Dickson had called?" Clyde says looking into his eyes that are coal black and betray nothing about how he is feeling or what he is thinking.
"Yes sir. He called yesterday and told us that you and Mr. Ricksford would be coming and to be and sure you received the best the Branston can offer you."
"Thanks Enrique. I really appreciate it." Clyde says wondering how Brian Dickson knew they were coming and where they would be staying, he hadn't called them.
Following the valet's, they meet Brian at the elevators, going up to their suite. The valet's unload the luggage and Clyde hands each of them $5.00. Both boys smile and thank him in return for his generosity. Clyde looks over their solid bodies in their tight fitting uniforms with their smooth olive complexions, dark hair and flashing eyes. Musing to himself that in a couple of years they would be even more attractive.
All three of them stand in the center of the sitting room looking around. After a few moments of silence as they take in the opulence of the place, Brian says, "Whoa, this is something. I had heard this place was 1st class and it sure looks like it."
The sitting room is decorated in a pale peach with mint green trim. Two large 3 cushioned couches sit facing each other in front of a large black marbled fireplace. An absolutely huge low table sits between them with a black glass insert containing what had to be two crystal ashtrays. There were two sliding glass doors leading onto a small balcony overlooking what they figured was the University of Nebraska's campus. There were overstuffed chairs placed in various places in the room on a dark gray carpet all with small tables and lamps sitting beside them. Stewart opened the doors of a huge dark cherry cabinet that was built in from floor to ceiling, it contained a completely equipped bar with a small refrigerator. Various shelves held all types of snacks. A large door led into the bedroom that was just as opulently decorated. A blue brocade fabric covered the walls with gold borders. A gold chair rail was on all of the walls. The two windows were hung with floor to ceiling drapes of heavy damask cloth in shades of blue and gold. Golden chains held the drapes back revealing sheer pure white curtains. The carpet was a deep royal blue and there were two closets for hanging their clothes with a huge double dresser between the two closet doors. There was a lounge with two chairs done in the same blue as the walls with the gold trim. The bed looked like a double king size it was so huge. The coverlet matched the fabric of the drapes at the windows and the headboard was shelved with mirrored inserts.
All three of them were almost breathless from the richness of their surroundings. Moving to the last door, it revealed a bathroom like something from the days of Rome. Marble sinks and counter tops, walls completely covered in mirrors except for the biggest shower any of them had seen. A sunken whirlpool Jacuzzi was off to one side and the shower floor had two steps leading down to a slightly sunken bathing area. Overhead there were 6 hidden showerheads and in the walls at least another 6. All of this was controlled by a series of hidden switches.
Looking the switches over, Clyde flicked one and suddenly water started falling from the ceiling almost like rain. Flicking another the side heads gushed water at various levels depending on the person using the shower. All of it could be controlled as one unit or separately. Music flowed into the room from the built in system.
Without hesitating they all start removing their clothes as Clyde set the shower for full function, all thoughts of lunch had vanished in an instant. A different lunch was on their minds at the moment..........
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