The story below is a work of fiction, set in the format of reality. Any resemblances to real people, alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon persons, in towns, cities, countries, nor governmental areas, which the story is staged. If a sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in most state and countries, you are not allowed to read this story, by law. Check with your local laws regarding such. % Sexual safety matters. Remember guys, this is fiction. In real life, use protection.
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"For Sale By Owner" 16 wriTten by T. Chase McPhee
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"Excuse me, but are you the guy who dove in after the cellphone?"
Now, Alex is 6'1, Kyle, 6', but the guy standing front of them was humongous!
"Let me explain," came the voice from behind.
"Who are you?" Kyle asked.
"I'm Dean. The guy you saved the cellphone for?"
"This is my friend, Dominic Tiertza," Dean explained.
"Yeah. He just called me on his cell, to tell us which club he was at. Thanks for your quick action."
It was nothing, Kyle mentions.
"Oh no. You see, we have a group of twenty-six guys waiting for the call."
"We have a payphone here," Alex suggests.
"No," Dominic continues, "without the phone, there would be no number to call."
"Oh, I get it. Stored numbers in your phone. Okay. Like I said, just doing my job," Kyle said, backing down on the accolades.
While Dominic stayed to chat, Dean went to dance off the hours with his friends.
"Well, I've got some business to do with the manager and...."
"Kyle's brother," Alex announces.
"Well, it's a small world, isn't it? Do you know where I can find him?"
"We're kind of short-handed here tonight. He's waiting on tables."
"Works out then. I'm looking for employment," Dominic relays to them.
Soon the connection is made, between Dominic and the assitant manager.
"Have you had any experience?" Knapp asks.
"Here, let me handle that!"
Out of Knapp's hand, Dominic takes a bottle of wine and expertly draws out the cork. Knapp watches carefully, as Dominic places a towel around the bottle and pours a little in two glasses. The patrons taste it and acknowledge to him the good vintage. Dominic smiles.
"Where did you learn to serve wine?"
"My pop has a garden restaurant. I worked it as soon as I could walk, til I left home for college," Dominic explained.
It began to turn into an interview of sorts, Dominic trading off information for questions asked.
"What do you do now? Where do you live?"
"I'm a social studies teacher at the high school. I live right here in Asbury Park."
"Ah, so you're moonlighting."
"Only on the weekends, if you need the help."
"Tonight we could use the help, but I don't have any leather pants that will fit your build."
"Just give me the top half."
Knapp shows Dominic to the employee lounge, the room above their quarters.
"Here's a tie."
Knapp watches as Dominic unbuttons his shirt, taking it off.
"I hope I'm not too hairy for you!"
Across Dominic's impeccable pecs and abs, flows a sea of dark fur.
"You work out, obviously."
"Used to be I'd get to the gym everyday, but now it's only weekdays. I workout at the high school. Fits my schedule for after school."
"Bet the jocks love that!"
"Eh. Doesn't bother me. I workout with my students. Develop some good rapport with them."
As the `story of Dominic Tiertza' unfolds, Knapp can tell he's a really nice, easy going guy. Because of his stature - worked out bod, Knapp offers him a bouncer's job, but Dominic turns him down.
"No, my real heart lies in customer service, that is after teaching."
"No problem. We better get shaking. I'm sure you'll pick up everything real quick."
After alerting Dean, Dominic waits on his first clients.
"Wow! Will you look at that bod!" Kyle says to Alex.
"He must workout 24/7!" Alex retorts.
"Puts me to shame."
"You and me both!"
"But mmm... like you," Kyle refers to Alex, "he's got that body fur."
"So, now you're going after Dominic?"
"Noooo, stoopid!"
"I'm just protecting what's mine!" Alex exclaims, in a joking manner. "Besides, he's much too old for us."
"Yeah, you're right. He's gotta be ten years older, at least."
As it got around 1 AM, Alex states, "Y'know I'm feeling kind of horny, Kyle?"
"Mmmmm...."
As soon as they stepped into Kyle's quarters, Alex began stripping down. By the time Kyle made it to the bed, he matched Alex's bod, totally in the buff. Neither spoke anything, as Kyle came into the bed. Right away their bods matched up, chest to chest, lips to lips and they started kissing, darting their tongues in and out of each other. Alex began to swell up immediately. From a kiss, Kyle began to lick under Alex's chin, then hit his soft chest fir, licking it all over.
"Ooooooohhhhhh," Alex moaned when Kyle's tongue glided over his left nip.
Knowing the pleasure Alex got out of having his nips touched, licked, pulled at, he used his hand on one nip, while his tongued pleasured the other.
"Oooooooohhhhhhell-yeah!"
With all the moaning from Alex, it made Kyle horny as hell and soon he was sporting his own 7.5c.
"Oooooh yeah!" Came more accolades from Alex, as a hand coaxed Kyle on downward.
He took his time, enjoying the feast, running his lips up and down Alex's 9.5c barrel, licking at the luscious head, tonguing while engulfing it at half length, then slurping when he came off it.
"I need to be inside you," came the hint from Alex, which sent them scurrying for the fucking position.
From the first time, Kyle learned to hustle, keeping Alex's phallus wet. It was much easier to insert his cock wet, than having to rewet it. They didn't wait on words, only emotions, hanging in the balance as Alex slowly fed his cock into Kyle's ass canal.
"Ooooooh-arggggghhhhhh-oooooooh!"
For Kyle, the insertion wasn't as tough as last night, but still gave Alex a tight fuck, as he slowly shoved his dick inside Kyle.
"Oooooohh yeah.....hell yeah!" Alex called out.
Moving forward, by now relying on using Kyle's legs as the balance to pressing forward, Alex slipped his 9.5c in to the hilt - right up to his own balls. He pulled out a little, then pressed back in. Doing this over and over created such a hot fuck for Alex, the friction heating up the sides of his barrel. He would stop along the way, not wanting to cum too quickly. He also found that trading off nip play, playing with Kyle's nips, made them both sigh with pleasure. Tonight something different would transpire. It slowly approached, after about an hour of fucking, Alex picked up the pace and shot his load deep inside Kyle.
"Ughhhh....oooooooh....ooooooh hell-I'm cummin', yeah!" Alex let out, as he forced his cock in.
He held his cock there, all of several minutes, simply because it felt good. Then, as he withdrew himself, he saw Kyle's cock pointing straight at him. He went down on it, stroking it with his lips.
"Ohhhh yeah.....oh yeah......oooooooooooooooh!" Kyle screamed.
Ejaculating every last drop, Alex took it all down into his stomach, sucking out the last remnants of cum. Like last night, Alex crashed into the bed, shoulder first. As he lay on his back, panting, sweating, Kyle keeled over, lying on top of him.
"That felt so awesome!"
"I could go for a cool shower right about now," Kyle states.
"How about a dip in the ocean?"
"Cool! Yeah. Let's go."
Going upstairs, the two made their exit of the building, through the employee's lounge. Outside, they treaded the blacktop parking lot, soon enough walking on sand. Dropping their towels, they also dropped their swimsuits.
"Cool! I love swimming in the buff," Alex tells Kyle.
"Where do you normally go swimming, `in the buff'?"
"Sometimes we play a joke on our swimming coach. Can you imagine fifteen swimming team members letting it all hang out?"
"I can imagine," which gives Kyle a tingle sensation all over!
The two head into the ocean, lit by the neon lights of Eden, but dark enough not to detect two swimmers.
"Hey you two guys. What're you trying to do? Get yourselves killed?"
It was Dominic's voice bellowing above the crash of the surf.
"What's the problem, Dominic?" Alex asks.
Right away, as the two stand in front of him, Dominic looks down.
"No problem, but beware of a boat in the night."
"This close to shore?" Kyle inquires.
"You never know. Two lovers, out in a dinghy. They're not watching where they are going, plus in the dark they'll never see you til it's too late."
"Wow! You're right, Dominic!"
Kyle asks, "How did you know we were out here?"
"Some sauce spilled on my pants. I came back to the employee's jon to wash it out and saw you two duck out the back. You were in your trunks, so I figured you would be out here."
"Thanks, Dominic."
Like a little kid, Kyle says, "We promise we won't do it again."
"Don't make the promise to me. Make it to yourselves. You two are too nice a couple for anything to happen to you."
It was too dark to see both of the eighteen year olds, blushing!
"Hey Dominic, what the hell you doing out here? I've got customers who need service!"
"Why don't you tone it down, Knapp?" Kyle immediately came to Dominic's rescue.
Alex further says, "Dominic just saved out lives."
"Whaaaaat?"
Frankly, Dominic says calmly, "But what would you know about that..... excuse me. Let me get back to my customers before I have the shortest history of employment in Eden's history!"
"What's this all about?" Knapp demands.
While Dominic made his exit, the boys stepped into their swimsuits, draping their towels over their wet bods.
"Once again big bro, your ego steps in the way!"
"Yeah," Alex jumps in, "we were doing some nighttime swimming, until Dominic pointed out the dangers."
"Oh," is all Knapp said.
"I think you owe Dominic an apology!" Kyle says.
"Yeah. I guess I do, but I hope you guys take this to heart."
"We do. More than you know, Knapp," Alex replies.
Rapidly pacing, the two follow Knapp up the beach, entering Eden, via employee's entrance. It's nearly two in the morning. Most have vacated the premises, except Dominic and Dean's friends, who are looking for a late night bite to eat. Alex and Kyle easily slip through the club, through the employee's lounge and to Kyle's quarters.
Upstairs, Knapp stops Dominic on the way to the kitchen.
"Look, I'm real sorry."
"It's okay."
"No, look...."
"Apology accepted. Excuse me."
Dominic brushed by Knapp.
"I'm going to find a way to make it up to you."
Knapp doesn't know if Dominic heard him, but he felt lousy about the whole ordeal.
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