This is a work of pure fiction, based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases, experience. There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat. If you are too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kind if story, shame on you for reading it - - please stop here. If not, - - ENJOY! Cast of Characters: Cole Alexander Stephanson IV -- Our hero Jazz -- (Jack Zachary) Coles oldest brother Diane -- Jazz's wife Rod -- Coles middle brother Igor (Iggy) -- Cole's Tutoring Pupil Cole Alexander Stephanson III -- Coles Dad Ethyl Stephanson -- Cole's mom Rex Remlin-- Rod's best friend Gus Hartwin -- Cole's Boyfriend Michelle -- Cole's old girlfriend. Dexter -- Iggy's boyfriend Ed -- Paramedic Manolo -- Paramedic Steve -- Manolo's boyfriend Randy -- Found Boy Curtis -- Found boy's brother Kian Willis-- Friend in Vancouver Nicolas Poole-- Friend in Vancouver Howard Poole -- Nicolas's Father Christian -- the pool guy Boyd -- the pilot Spike -- Cop and former classmate The twins:
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Alexander The Great From Chapter 30 "I'll be your angel if you'll have me, Cole. But you better know that you are already MY angel! How are you feeling this morning?" "I feel like a new man!" "You mean you want to replace me??!!" Gus whined. "No way! I'M the new man!" I said. "Yeah, you are!" He said and he kissed me Chapter 31 "Ready for that shower we missed last night?" Gus crooned in my ear. "What time is it?" I yawned. "7:15." "Oh! Early!" "We got to bed pretty early. How do you feel?" "Much better!" I exuded. I climbed on top of him. "Ummm -- I think we better rinse our mouths out." He said covering his mouth. "No problem," I replied, and tried to kiss him. "Ummm -- easy for YOU to say!" "OH! I have Dragon breath?" I sprang away and ran to the bathroom. He followed me and we both rinsed then brushed our teeth. I looked at my beautiful partner in the mirror. "Is the mirror foggy?" I said, before catching myself. I turned and looked directly at Gus. It wasn't the mirror. Gus saw my look and grabbed me and held me close. Then he kissed me, and reached down and removed both our boxers. He kept holding me as he reached in and turned on the hot water in the shower. Grabbing a wash cloth he led me into the shower. He wet the wash cloth and washed my face. He was ever so gentle around my good eye, and got it very wet and swabbed it harder. I closed it and felt the pressure and the love in his hand. When I opened it again, everything was clear. "Must have been some scum on my eye!" I said happily. I didn't mention that I wondered what caused the scum. Then the shower turned a little more sensual. Well, okay - - a LOT more sensual! I didn't love Gus BECAUSE of the sex, but - - it sure was a great way for us to express it! When we were finished, we again washed completely with soap and stood under the showers for a good 4 -- 5 minutes, just letting them wash over us as our bodies melded together and we kissed passionately. Thank goodness there seemed to be no end of hot water here! We quietly went to the more public part of the mansion. As usual, there were an assortment of guests. As soon as Howard saw us he almost ran to us. "Good morning Gus! You taking good care of my boy?" He said loud enough for everyone to hear. So much for gay paranoia. He hugged me and then whispered in my ear, "Sorry. Didn't mean to freak you out. These are all friends. They know about Nick and Kian and -- well, sorry -- about you too." "Oh!" I said. I moved away and said, "When is breakfast?" "It's buffet. Whenever you want. It's in the formal dining room. You want me to show you?" Gus was already involved with Nick, and so I said, "Can we walk outdoors for a minute?" "Sure, Son!" He led me out to the verandah. No one else was there. It was a little cool still, and in the shadows. "What's up?" He asked. "That's what I was going to ask you." I countered. "Do you know why I'm here, Howard?" "I assumed you would be here a little earlier, but I'm glad you're - " "I'm here to talk to you!" I said point blank. "That's what I like about you. You pull no punches! Well, except for maybe a sucker punch -- like now! What -- er -- why do you need to talk to me? I told you that you would get as much help with your education as - " "Howard, Nick asked me to come and talk to you." "Nicolas? He asked -- but why?" "Somehow he has the idea you are paranoid about his being gay again." "Oh? I don't think -- I never wanted them to -- I mean -- around clients it's as important as ever that they are discreet. I must demand that. It hasn't changed." "What HAS changed?" I asked. "Huh?" "Well, actually I know one other thing that hasn't changed." I said. "What's that?" "You're communication with your son. I thought you were going to be more open with each other." "You got balls for a 20 year old!" "I'll be 21 in August!" I said. "You got balls for a 21 year old! Ha-ha!" "Well, I'm here for a purpose and only have 2 days to accomplish it." "What? You're leaving tomorrow?" "We'll be back at the end of August." "When's your birthday?" "Oh, that's right! I'll be here for my birthday! The 31st." "We'll have a party!" "So -- what's changed?" " -- and he's focused too!" Howard laughed. "What's changed? Okay, I think my pilot is gay. What do you think?" "What -- I mean why -- er -- what difference does it make what I think?" I tried to avoid answering. "I can't -- I mean, what if he offends -- some client. All he does -- almost -- is fly clients around." "How long has he worked for you?" "Eight years." "Has he ever offended a client?" "No -- not that I know, but - " "So -- assuming he IS gay. What is different that it was 3 months ago?" "I -- I mean -- it just never occurred to me before. It seems like something has changed. It started about the same time you were here -- actually right after you left. Cant put my finger on it, but - " I tried to keep a poker face. "Umm -- maybe you're just more sensitive now that you know about Nick." "I -- well, most definitely I am! So -- do you think he is? Do you think Boyd is gay?" Again, I didn't want to be the one to out Boyd, so I deflected the question. "I don't think that what I think has any relevance. If you think it's a problem, you should talk to Boyd. You Pooles are not too good at communication, are you?" "You're balls are showing again!" He laughed. "When you are in business, you learn to be diplomatic. Maybe it gets out of hand sometimes. You're right, I will have a talk with him. I don't quite know how to -- approach it though. With my son it was -- not too bad, but Boyd's an employee. I don't even think it's legal to talk to him about it." "I now that you are one of the best schmoozers there are. You'll find a way. OR - - " I paused. " -- OR I could just assume he IS and remind him that clients are not employers and can't be held to the same standard. And to be discreet in the way he comports himself." "OR -- you could send a memo or have a meeting where you tell EVERYONE that. Not single anyone out." "Even better!" He said. "And, Howard -- maybe you could talk to Nick -- and Kian. Remind them how much you love them and apologize for freaking out over the last few weeks." "I think they'll get it." "They'll get it better if you tell them." "Yeah, I know." He looked over his glasses at me. "You're a scrappy little son-of-a-bitch for a pussy boy!" He swung at my shoulder, I feinted and jabbed him in the ribs. "Oof! Quick, too!" He said and slapped my butt. We were laughing when we came back into the house. "I just wish you lived up here. I'd hire you in a minute!" "Hire me to what?" I asked. "I dunno yet. I'd think of something! Maybe to be my second son!" I didn't quite know how to react to that. I hugged him and said thanks. I purposely did not make eye contact with Nick when we walked back in the room. I didn't want him to be pre-tuned to what his dad would say to him. And he didn't have to wait long. They disappeared down the hall together. "What happened?" Asked Gus. I told him what conspired. Gus shook his head. "What?" I asked "Sometimes you scare me." "Why?" I asked "Sometimes I wonder if I can keep up with you!" "Keep up -- with me?" "You -- you -- understand things I haven't even thought about. And I don't think its anything you have read! You just have this -- this -- natural knowing -- or something. That's what's scary. You seem like this guy three times my age sometimes!" "Well, believe me I don't feel that way. If I have some kind of natural talent or something, well -- it has nothing to do with how much I love you. And - - you are everything I'd like to be! I love you so much more than I even knew was possible a year ago!" "I don't take that for granted! I sometimes think you even understand love more than I do." "I didn't say I understood it. I just feel it." "Yeah! Me too!" I got that he didn't quite believe that himself, but I passed on worrying about it, because I got that he loves me. "But I can't put it into words." "Neither can I! That's where the showing part comes in. You SHOW me you love me by all the little -- and big -- things you do. You may think that driving everywhere is a small thing -- and it is really." "I LOVE driving your car!" "I know, but I also know that some other people would get tired doing all the little things you do -- without even thinking about it -- to care for me. I'm sorry that I am getting to be a high maintenance partner, but - " "STOP! Right there, just stop, Buster! High maintenance? Gimme a break! I'm the one always stressing over what my parents will think! And I have the most wonderful in-laws' in the world! Cole, I AM thankful for your parents. But it still hurts that mine are so crappy about all this. NO! YOU are not high maintenance!" I lowered my eyes (well, my EYE) to the floor. "You may change your mind someday soon, when I lose my sight!" "Oh! So now you have decided it's when' you lose it? C'mon, Cole, just the other night you prayed that God would spare you that. You have more faith than I ever had. Do you think He will let you down?" "I don't know -- Gus -- I just don't know. When I have bouts like I did when we arrived here, it worries me. Even the scum that you washed away form my eye this morning -- where did it come from?" "You have an appointment with the doctor next week. Ask him. I think you'll be fine." "But what if I'm not?" I didn't dare go to the next question, would he still want me if I WASN'T fine. "Then we'll deal with that if and when it happens." He assured me. Nick and his dad reappeared, laughing. Howard went to another friend, who was filling his plate -- probably for the third time, gauging his current weight! Nick made a bee line to us. "I KNEW you could set him straight!" Nick crowed. "What're you gonna do next time?" I asked. "Huh?" "Nick, I know that both of you want to remain close. So - - both of you need to work at it. If there is a problem, you need to stop being afraid of your dad. You're an adult now. He sees you as an adult except, I suppose, when you revert to a kid. Then he probably DOES see you as a kid again. When there is an obvious problem, ask him about it. Ask him man-to-man', more than son-to-father'. I think your dad will respond well to that." "So -- did you out' Boyd to my dad?" "Fu--- ! Hell no! I wouldn't do that! Why did you get that impression?" "He seemed to know, was all." "Well, he didn't seem to know when he asked me about it. I know I felt very uncomfortable when he asked, so he may have noticed that and taken it as his confirmation - of what he suspected already." "Hey! It's Saturday morning and already you have fixed things! You are awesome! So we can have fun until tomorrow night." "Too bad Kian is gone." "Oh, he's not far away. He's just staying with his mom while she gets over her thing." "Thing?" I parroted. "She has some sort of nervous condition. He'll be with us tonight." "Kewl!" Gus hollered. Everyone in the room turned and looked at him. He ducked his head. "I mean, uh -- cool. I like Kian." "Me too!" Laughed Nick. "Hey, lets see if Boyd and Chris can go to the club with us tonight!" "I dunno," I commented, "As I remember that was sort of a young adult club. You think Boyd would feel comfortable there?" "Boyd is very cool. And there are other older guys there. They're all with young dudes, but he won't be alone. Besides -- he's been before." "Cool." I said. Nick flipped out his cell phone. "Boyd? Cool, I caught you! Hey, We're going to the club tonight. Yeah that club. Wanna come? Great! See you there about 10:00, then! Bye!" We left soon after that for Buschart Gardens. I wasn't prepared for what I saw. They were like something maybe from the Garden of Eden. I didn't cry, but I was so close to it all the time we were there. It was like God had to be there somewhere! I felt so completely at peace as I walked hand in hand with Gus. Later in the afternoon, I called to make sure that Chris was coming to the club with Boyd. "No!" He almost spat out. "Awww! Not cool at all. Gotta work?" "No! Boyd really p-pissed me off!" "Really? What -- well, that's none of my business. Well, I am pretty sure he will be there. Maybe you should come anyway. I'm sure you can work it out once - " "I met this o-other guy. I might bring him if I show up." "Wow." I said flatly. "Well, I guess that you guys really were just having fun, huh?" "S-something like that. See you m--maybe." Click. "Wow! Chris is really upset." "Boyd, huh?" Said Nick. "Yeah." "Boyd IS almost old enough to be Chris's father." Said Gus. "So?" Nick countered. "I don't think I could go for a guy that old." Gus answered. "You should see -- well you WILL see tonight maybe -- there are a lot of young dudes that want an older, experienced guy." Said Nick. "Eww!" Gus looked almost sick. "I can kinda see it." Nick continued. "If I wasn't with Kian, I might go for an older guy. I've seen a few that look good enough to snuggle up to!" "Double eww!" "No kidding. Some of those guys say the same thing about being with guys their own age." "What?" Asked Gus. "Eww!" "Oh. Heh! I guess it's a matter of preference." "Wow!" Gus exclaimed. "I'm not usually much impressed by landscaping, but look at the way this stuff is trimmed. Looks better than Disneyland!" "I'm sure these people will be pleased they compared positively to the cartoon kingdom!" Nick laughed. "Butchart Gardens have been here since the early 1900's (http://www.butchartgardens.com/main.php). "Well, whatever, it's impressive." Gus said. All I could think of was Gus was such a Man! I wondered if I came off more fem than him. Well, actually I DID, but would I be tagged as the woman in this relationship, just because I like flowers? "Do you guys see me as fem?" I asked gingerly. "Compared to what?" Nick asked. "Not compared to Kian -- even now! I think Gus may be more macho than you, but fem? I dunno!" "Dude!" Gus exclaimed. "You're NOT a femme! I'd rather snuggle up to an old guy than a femme! Oops! Sorry Nick." "It's okay. I'm just coming to grips with my own feelings toward Kian. I don't blame you." We walked through the gardens most of the afternoon, stopping to talk about all kinds of things. We found a couple secluded places where Gus and I posed for pictures -- in various stages of adoration for each other. There was nothing even r-rated. but sweet enough. Dress was casual for the club scene. Kian came to Nick's before we left. When we got there, Boyd was already there, looking for us. He had a boy following him like a puppy dog. I say a boy -- he was probably older than Gus and me, but again, compared to Boyd - - " "This is Jimmy." Boyd introduced. "Jimmy, Nick and Kian, (I work for Nick's dad) and Cole and Gus." "Hey!" (All around.) "Hey! Don't I know you?" Jimmy said effusively to Kian. "We met at Joey's about two years ago. I wasn't even out then (giggle!)." "Hee-hee! Me neither!" Kian countered, equally as swishy. As they renewed their acquaintance, I wondered if Nick had talked to him. I looked at Nick. He was shaking his head and - - beaming! I whispered in his ear, "Is the old Kian back?" "I hope so! Ha-ha! That's such a turn on to me!" "Dang!" Gus said. "I don't remember all this eye candy last time we were here." "You're not SUPPOSED to notice NOW!" I joked. He knew I was kidding. "HAH! I'm the envy of them all, with the Kewl Black Patch Kid' on my arm!" He pecked me on the lips. As he stepped back, I saw Chris come in the door. He was with a very distinguished looking guy. Salt and pepper hair, great build. They had only eyes for each other as they paid the cover charge. Then Chris saw us and broke into a huge grin and dragged his elder companion to us. "Boe, this is my good friend, Cole and his mate, Gus." (My mate! I LIKED the sound of that!) "And this is Nick Poole of - " "I KNOW who Nicolas Poole is! Great to meet you Nicolas! Although I'm surprised to meet you in here!" "Hello, Boe. This is my partner, Kian, and this is our friend Chris and his friend - " "Hello Jimmy." Boe said. "so good to see you." Their eyes met and something seemed to pass between them. Jimmy walked slowly to Boe and said, "Yes it is!" They hugged close. "God I've missed you, Sweetie!" Jimmy said in a stage whisper. "Jimmy -- I -- didn't expect to -- I mean - " "I know!" Jimmy interrupted. Then they kissed. They stood apart and looked apologetically at their dates. Chris looked shattered, but Boyd said, "It's okay. Chris and I know each other too." Chris edged over within arms reach of Boyd, who pulled him in to a close hug. Chris closed his eyes and put his head on Boyd's chest. "Let's n-not ever d-do that again!" Chris almost cried. "Well, let's try not to, anyway." Boyd said, a little more realistically. I saw Nick pull away from the rest of us and walked a few feet and pulled out his cell phone. When he came back, he said, "When we leave here, dad says we have the use of the corporate suite at the hotel." "Really?" Boyd said. "Yeah. Did Dad by some chance talk to you since this morning?" "No. This weekend is pretty clear except for flying Cole and Gus Sunday afternoon." "You had to remind us!" Kian said. "Dad knows about you." Nick said. Boyd got a horrified look on his face. "No! It's okay!. We talked this morning and - " "You TOLD him?" Boyd sounded hurt. "No. He guessed." "Actually it's sort of my fault." I admitted. "He asked me and I didn't think quick enough. He saw it in my face. But like Nick said, it's okay." "That's why he wanted us to party at the Hotel." Averred Nick. "Too many people at our place -- who might recognize you, Boyd. Dad's okay with your sexual preference, but wants to keep it low key at the office', so to speak." "Wow!" Boyd exclaimed. "Scare the shit outa me, why doncha!" Chris was grinning from ear to ear. "You have to work tonight?" I asked Chris. "Nope! But I'll have to kinda sneak up to the suite. I have the week off the take care of Mom. She nearly forced me to go tonight, but still I don't want people to see me there." "You're mom's sick, too?" Kian said. "Yeah. But she's okay. It was a gruesome flu. But its better now." "My mon has a nervous condition." Kian said. "So -- how long do we have to wait -- to go to the Hotel?" "Yeah, not much hap'nin' here tonight." Said Chris. "I wasn't gonna say anything." Boyd added with a smirk. When we got up to the Poole's hotel suite, Nick said, "I have prevailed on my partner to give you all a show. Kian is an excellent dancer! And I asked him to do a strip for us!" "THIS IS DEFINITELY NOT MY IDEA!" laughed Kian, but it was clear that he was eager to do it! Nick put on some hard driving strip music and Kian started to gyrate. To all of us except Boyd, his 12"-er was hanging around his left knee inside his pants. That's only because we knew about it! Kian danced seductively around the room in front of us, coming "dangerously" closer each time he passed us. He was especially playing with Boyd. He gyrated to the center of the room and threw off his ribbed shirt. Kian was extremely skinny, so he and the rest of us were mostly laughing at this point. Then he danced close to Nick, and stabbed at the floor with his finger. Nicks knees hit the floor as if on command. Kian danced closer to Nick, and Nick unbuttoned Kian's pants with his teeth, then unzipped them the same way. It was obvious there was something stuffed in his tighty-whiteys. Everyone except Boyd knew it was all Kian in there! He gyrated enough that his pants hit the floor and he tossed them over his shoulder with his foot. Then he started to edge the waistband of his briefs down his front, at first showing a few pubes, and then revealing the top of his formidable meat. He eased the material down. He was probably as hard by this time as he ever got, but because of his extra length, it still pointed down toward his knee. By this time about 8" was showing, with no hint that the end was coming. I snuck a peek at Boyd. His mouth was open and his tongue was out, his eyes as big as pie plates! Then Kian edged his way over to Boyd and took the briefs below his knee, revealing his full 12". Boyd's mouth was watering and wetting the floor, as he gawked unabashedly at this masterpiece. Just then Nick ripped off his shit and the two of them did a dance, while Nick stripped down to his boxers. He grabbed me and pulled me onto the floor with them and helped me out of my shirt. Everyone was laughing uproariously by now. We three danced for the others. I was at first pretty self conscious, but as I was not naked, I felt a lot more comfortable than if I had been like Kian with no more that socks on! Then Kian danced up close to Gus, rubbing his self on Gus's clothed body. He helped Gus out of his shirt then turned to Chris. Chris ripped off his shirt immediately and was rewarded with a skin to skin, erotic chest contact with Kian. Both giggled. Then Kian came to Boyd. Boyd was shy, and Kian had to really coax his shirt off him. But as Kian lifted the bottom of Boyd's shirt, he went to his knees so Kian could lift it from his torso. Kian's foot-long was bouncing in front of Boyd's nose, so he flicked out his tongue and swiped off some precum. He almost passed out from the excitement. Then Kian danced back to his sweetheart, who was still on his knees. Nick then grabbed Kian's foot (not one of those at the bottom of his legs!) and started to jack it slowly. I felt the involuntary spurt of precum that I was sure everyone else was either about to feel -- or already had. I looked and nearly every other guy was rubbing his crotch. I caught Boyd's eye, and we both laughed. Then all eyes were back on Nick and Kian. Nick put the head of Kian's meat in his mouth and lolled it around like a sucker. Kian closed his eyes and opened his mouth. Nick went down about half way. It was obvious that this would have put the head at the back of his mouth. He bobbed on it for a few strokes, and Kian was obviously building up his load. Nick slowed his pace but started going deeper. We all knew that Kian's 12" was starting down Nick's throat. Each stroke became deeper now, and Kian was taking enormous gulps of air, seemingly choking more than Nick was with that sword down his throat. All of a sudden Kian's face turned beet red and he grabbed Nick's head and started to ravage it savagely. He started to quiver and pushed Nick's head all the way to his pubes, and you could almost see his cum streaming down Nick's throat. Nick was completely relaxed, like he had done this before. I thought it looked like he was turning blue. It was probably my imagination, because he had not breathed for at least 45 seconds. Finally, Kian pulled out and nearly collapsed in Nick's arms. Nick picked him up and placed him on the bed. Kian's eyes were fluttering and he acted as if it was he that had been choked for over a minute. After a few moments he lifted his head and said, "That was pretty hot. Never done that for anyone else before!" "It was hot!" Said Gus! "So hot you might want to participate in a little bit more of the same as when we were last together?" Said Nick. "You whore!" Said Gus, laughing. "You did that on purpose, didn't you!??" "Hahaha! Did it work?" Said Kian. "Well, we were gonna do it anyway! We already talked about it!" I said. "But we aren't gonna touch any of the rest of you. That's our only concession." "Actually it would be OUR concession!" Said Nick. "But that's exactly what we decided, too!" Kian didn't look as convinced as Nick, but grinning, he immediately went down on Nick as we watched in rapt attention. "C'MON you GUYS!" Nick stopped long enough to say. "Don't just gawk! I wanna see some action too!" There were two rooms with two king beds in each room. But no one wanted to be stuck in the other room by himself. By silent consent, Boyd and Chris laid next to us. We started to kiss and cuddle, but after the show that Nick and Kian put on for us, we were all hard as rocks already. I wasn't long before Chris had turned upside down and he and Boyd were going hot and heavy at 69. Gus and I decided some time ago that 69 wasn't our favorite. We both liked to be totally concentrated on what was happening to either ourselves or the other guy. Somehow 69 seemed to take something away from the experience. So he sat on mine and I wanked his. This seemed to be a better way to be both engaged -- at least to us. It was our favorite. It took a little longer, but was worth the wait. When he was ready to blow, I pushed him up and away as usual, and did the thrusting from below and I raged on his dick with my hand. I loved feeling his warm spunk fall all over my tummy, chest and face. It must have also gotten on the other guys. Actually they all were finished and watching us. When Gus was all spent, I had not gone off yet, so he got on his back and put his legs over my shoulders, and it was my turn to go. This was a great way to go, because we could both watch as Nick took all of Kian's 12" in the bum, buried up to the pubes. Nick looked like a mix of agony and ecstasy. Tears were streaming down both of their faces until Kian started to cum again. "Yeah, Baby, keep pushing. Harder, baby, harder. DEEPER, BABY, DEEPER. OH MY GOD, KEE! Are you -- ahhhh -- then his cries were joined by Kian's, and it was like magic watching the fountain spurting out of Nick's dick as Kian's eyes fluttered again as his spasms grew intense. Tears were flowing down both faces, as they cried out over and over together. When they were finished Kian collapsed on top of Nick. They were motionless for a long time. "You guys okay?" Gus asked quietly. "Oh yeah." Said Nick. "OH YEAH!" After a few minutes, we allowed ourselves a group shower. Dripping wet, Kian stepped up to me and said, "I never knew how hot it could be to perform for others! Thanks for helping us1 He wrapped his arms around me. I did the same. I felt his skinny butt and ribs. I also felt his stiffening member between my knees. I knocked my knees on it, and we both giggled. Gus joined us from behind Kian, and then Nick behind me. The other two joined us as well, and it felt so good, so energizing - - so loving -- to be standing there, nude, with our friends, feeling each others warmth and energy under a warm shower. No sexual innuendos -- apart from my knees! I woke up Sunday morning with Gus wrapped around my back. I was facing Chris, who was snuggled into Boyd, mouth breathing in my face. That would account for the dream that I was trapped in the garbage compactor of a starship. ("What an interesting smell you have found, Chewy!") Gus's arm was around my waist and his hand was hugging my smooth chest. I felt his pee woody pressed on my butt. Both Chris and Boyd's necks were lying on my lower arm, so it was without feeling. I noticed that first. My upper arm had feeling, and it was feeling a very hard dick. And it wasn't mine! My hand was involuntarily squeezing Chris's boner, and it -- and he - were responding. I felt it surge as his muscles surged. He was breathing a little harder and starting to moan. I let go suddenly, but too late. I watched as his face grimaced and then smiled as his load was emptied on the sheets and me. I closed my eye just in time to see his opening. I pretended to be asleep. I listened as he whispered, "Omigod!" I fell back asleep and I assume he did too. I don't know if he ever knew that I was the one to get him off. We never spoke of it, though I told Gus as soon as we woke up later. "You sure you weren't dreaming?" He asked. "No. But pretty sure." I answered. "Okay. I forgive you!" He said with a laugh. "Hey, what I do while asleep I am not responsible for!" I objected. "You were awake!" "Half awake." "Okay. I half forgive you!" "I let go as soon as I figured out it wasn't me!" "Well, okay, but you have to make it up to me tonight!" "You drive a hard bargain, Gus, but I will have to accept those terms!" "And you'll find out that a bargain is not the only thing hard I drive!" He laughed. "Well, in any case, I'm all yours tonight!" I meant it! I had been planning something special for him for some time. Maybe tonight would be the night. Sunday was quiet. Nick, Kian, Gus and I reported back at the Poole's for a buffet breakfast and spent a quiet day with them. Boyd and Chris stayed at the hotel suite for some alone time. Boyd flew us home and Dad picked us up on time. On the way home Dad said, "Hope everything got handled." "Oh yeah. Dad!" Gus laughed. "We did a lot of that!" "I don't need a detailed account -- PLEASE!" dad said shaking his head and chuckling.