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% Sexual safety matters. Remember guys, this is fiction. In real life, use protection.
HoT FuN iN THe SuMMeRTiMe: NiGHT iNTo DaY WriTten by T. Chase McPhee
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"Well, will you look at this... the country boy living in the lap of luxury!"
"And where were you and Pablo?" Adam questions Jake, who like himself and Devyn is totally in the buff.
"In the barn, making sure the horses get fed," Jake replies.
Showing after Jake, Devyn and Adam, they train their attention on Pablo, walking over to them with a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand and four cocktail glasses, joined together by fingers of his other hand. What kept their attention, wasn't the JD, but the swagging of Pablo's cock bobbing up and down, like they followed a latin rhythm.
"Oh good," Devyn says. "I need a stiff drink."
Adam says, "Don't get greedy Devyn."
Jake says of it, "Oh, so while we're in the barn, you two are swimming on dry land?"
Pablo, he could swing either way. Being Jake had staked his claim on Pablo's ass, he was up for some more, so stood in front of Devyn, pouring out the liquor, his cock so obviously in his guest's face.
"Thanks," Devyn said, but not of Pablo pouring him out the glass of JD. "I've gotta cut back," he points his thumb at Adam. "But thanks for the offer."
"Anytime," Pablo says, `Jack Daniels' doing him the honor or rubbing his cock and balls.
While the two were having their risque chat, Adam and Jake caught up on one thing which was bothering Adam. He found out. Jake didn't back down, but rather, contrary to how Pablo was presenting himself to Devyn, Jake indeed took the upper position, kneeling, sunk into Pablo's corral', "Time to start pitching hay'!" Jake says.
Devyn holed his stomach, laughing his ass off, "Pitching hay! Ha ha ha! That's gotta be the funniest damn thing I've ever heard!"
Adam rolls his eyes, cluing Jake in, "It doesn't take much to make Devyn laugh."
"Actually," Pablo says, letting his ass drop to the concrete. Then in another direction, "Owch! Oh fuck! I do that everytime."
"What?" Devyn asks, looking across Adam's and Jake's laps.
Then, visually they all get it, Pablo stretching out his balls. They didn't need explanation, but Pablo didn't know, "Everytime I sit on the damn pool ledge I smack my balls on the ground. Oh man... even worse when the hot sun is shining on it all day!"
"Anytime you want first aid, Pablo?" Devyn offers.
"I gave him all the first aid he needs in the barn," Jake quips.
"Huh?" Adam questions. He figures if Jake was man on top, then, "What's this about Pablo's balls?"
Feeling like he has to defend himself, Jake replies, "Oh, I didn't suck them or anything. I... um," he looks at Pablo, apparently hiding something between them.
"C'mon now boys," Devyn says, slightly getting under the influence, "if you tell I'll tell!"
This not only made Jake curious, but Pablo as well, Adam asking, "What did you two do in the barn?"
But it's Jake who provokes, "What about you two?"
"Nothing," Adam claims.
Pablo, on his second helping of JD, nudges Jake in the ribs, saying, "Go on and tell `em."
"But you said `not' to tell anyone Pablo?" Jake says to him.
"What's the big deal?"
So, Jake figured he could tell, saying, "Okay, but if tomorrow morning you wake up and somebody offers to tie a rope around your balls and whip them, remember you said I could tell!"
"Sounds hot!" Devyn responds with a smile on his face.
A different opinion, Adam replies, "That's like totally insane!"
Honing in on Devyn, Pablo says, "I can tell you think it's hot, Devyn!"
Devyn didn't fight the feeling. On the contrary he added to it, taking his cock up in his hand and giving it a few strokes. Then, to his lips he licked the honey from his fingers. "Mm-m!"
"Come over and taste this beehive, Devyn!" Jake offers, doing the same thing, firming up his pitch fork.
Adam didn't drink. A beer once in a while, but usually left most of it in the bottle. Picture him kicking back the rest of the cocktail glass of JD, then holding the glass up, looking through the bottom of it, the distorted image of the wavy liquid. "Hey guys! You gotta see this!"
"Oh shit!" Devyn says, looking down at his bod. He did as Adam suggested, but just poured the remnants of his JD down the front of himself!
"I'll get it!"
Thinking it weird, Adam watches as Pablo gets up, walks over by Devyn, bowls him over with his hand and then, lining his pubes up with Devyn's inflated package, begins to lap up the JD.
"Hey, I'm thirsty too!" Adam says. Getting up, he falls backwards. He tries steadying himself, his bod wavering around as if having a mind of its own, wondering whether to fall into the pool or not.
"Save him," Devyn says.
Stopping his lap-job, Pablo reaches behind himself and grabs hold of Adam's cock, which keeps him from falling in the pool.
"Good job!" Jake applauds Pablo's efforts, also adding a whistling to his hand claps.
"Hm-m," Pablo says, still attached to Adam. "I didn't know you were so-o-o big!" he says, putting on airs.
He goes to stick Adam in his mouth when Devyn says, "Pardon me?"
They hear a big splash, Pablo yelling out, "I can't swim!"
"I'll save ya!" Jake says, jumping in the water.
Adam stands there, keen to, 'now where did I hear that con before!' And he was right, Jake and Pablo splashing around in the pool, without sounds of alarm.
"I'm surprised at you Devyn!" Adam says in a blaming manner.
"Huh?"
"Aren't you supposed to be turning the other cheek?"
"For you I'd turn both of them!" Devyn responds with a ticklish grin.
"I don't believe you pushed Pablo in the pool!" Adam said, but was really heralding Devyn on.
"Hey, all it took was," he lifted his leg and thrusted a leg out, "was a little push against his chest and `boom'!"
Somehow it was the funniest thing Adam heard in his whole life, "Oh that's so funny!" He laughed, sitting down next to Devyn, then laying back and laughing like crazy.
"Yeah. Isn't it?" Devyn agreed, laughing along. At the same time, Devyn lifts a leg and straddles the chair Adam is sitting on, settling down as if going for a horse ride.
"Oh man!" Adam said, wiping the tears out of his eyes with one hand. "Hmm," he notices Devyn's cock lying on his chest. Then treating it like a pet, Adam uses his hand to stroke Devyn's cock, saying with a cute voice which is not his own, "Nice 'Cockie'... you gonna do tricks for me?"
Devyn smiled at Adam's antics. Of course he was feeling mighty good too!
"Devyn, make Cockie do some tricks!"
"What kinky thing do have in mind?" Devyn asks, with an excited, bubbly tone to the asking.
Rather than explain, Adam took Devyn's meat and pushing it from side to side, explaining, "This is rolling over. Thatta boy Cockie, roll over boy!" Adam made some whistling sounds to make Cockie more alert.
"I didn't know I was so talented!"
"Oo-o-o-ooh!" Devyn exclaimed, the same wide grin pasted on his face. "What on earth are you doing Adam?"
Adam had switched from doggie training to something 'much' more kinky as he reaches over to the ground, picking up his neck tie. "Ready?"
"If I think you're gonna do what I think you're gonna do... cool!" Devyn replied with exceptional glee.
Still holding the tie in two hands, Adam pointed one of his pinkies to his chest. "Um, Devyn?"
A bubble of goo had unloaded from Devyn's cock when Adam instilled more reason to.
"Oops! Happens! I'll take care of it right away!" Devyn scrapes up the dime-sized amount of goo and then puts his whole finger in his mouth, savoring the salty taste. Popping his finger out he remarks, "Mm! Delicious!"
"Um, you want to give assistance here and hold your tree trunk up Devyn?" Adam giggled at his clever name for Devyn's cock.
"Sure. I can do that!" Devyn replied. As he uprighted his cock so Adam could 'play' with his balls, it sprung another leak, Devyn having more treats!
He blurted out the first thing to come to mind. Since he was tying up Devyn's balls, like he would put a dog on a leash, he was, "I think I'm going to like owning your balls!"
"Only my balls?"
Adam amends, "And the rest of you. On your feet, soldier!"
"Yes sir!" Devyn said a humorous glow to his face as he salutes Adam.
As Devyn lifted himself off of Adam's flatlined bod, it took getting used to for both of them, mostly Adam, his hand either letting go of the tie, which he did after tugging once on Devyn's balls.
"No! Don't let go!" Devyn replied to the stretching.
"Didn't that hurt?" Adam questioned him as he sat, then exerted himself till he was on his feet.
"Oh no. Rather it felt oh so awesomely good?"
"Whatever, Devyn. All I know is I wouldn't want my balls all cinched up in a tie and somebody tugging at them!"
"Kind of short," Devyn realises when he goes to hand Adam the tie. "Wait!" he steals it back out of Adam's hand. "I got an idea."
Adam watched, laughing for no reason, most likely because this was all so strange to him and administered as a fun thing for the two of them to do. He watched as Devyn took his laces out of his shoes and added it to the length already tightly binding up his hefty balls.
"All set... what do you think?"
Giving it a little tryout, Adam gave it a little tug, asking, "That hurt?"
"Nope," Devyn said. "Try it again."
All four eyes were keyed in on Devyn's pubes.
"That's gotta hurt a little," Adam replied after giving another tug.
Devyn says, "A little."
"Shit!" Adam exclaimed. "What tha fuck do I have to do make it hurt!"
Not that he intended on actually hurting Devyn, but taking it to the max, he gave the lace a might pull.
"Argh-h-h-h-h! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Devyn replied, bending over.
"I'm sorry," Adam acted genuinely remorseful. "I didn't mean to 'hurt' hurt you!"
Standing up, Devyn had a look on his face, which resembled something between pain and pleasure, his lips showing a forced smile. "You didn't... It will take a lot more than this to make me give in."
"I think we should forget about it."
"No.. no.. no! Not yet. Um..." Then Devyn came up with an idea. Probably Adam and Jake wouldn't be getting their kicks out of it, but he wanted to exhibit to Pablo how much he enjoyed participating in kinky stuff like this. He squared it off with Adam, telling him what to do next.
Agreeing, but telling him he was going to be gentle, Adam paraded Devyn along the side of the pool, alerting Jake and Pablo by yelling out, "Hey guys! Look what I've got!"
It was Pablo who states the opinion of both, "Oh man! That's gotta be the fuckin'est horniest thing I've ever seen!"
After viewing it too, seeing Adam leading Devyn around the circumference of the pool and back, his balls on a leash, Adam's neck tie and shoe laces fastened around his globes and tugging at them, Jake turned to see Pablo doing something to his pubes underwater. "You hard yet?"
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"Well!" Chip said, stopping to catch his breath, "if doing you is anything like doing Brad, I mean if he's as tight as you..."
TJ, suiting up like it's been just another hot blowjob, followed by his ass getting pounded, replies to his brother, "Depends on if he's a virgin or not."
"Huh? How's that go TJ?" Chip asks as he steps into his briefs.
"Hey," he slaps his own ass, "this ass has seen a lot of action. Um, did I ever tell you how one time my buddies and me were so stoned, they ganged up on me and stuffed two cocks into me at once?"
"No shit? Must've hurt!"
"Wouldn't know. I mean I think it did. Such is the case when the mind is flying high!"
"That's one thing I learned from you bro."
"No problem," TJ brushes it off. "You had to learn how to fuck a guy so it might as well be me."
"No, no, no TJ. I don't mean about the sex. I'm talking about doing drugs."
"Oh. What about it?"
"From seeing you get screwed up, arrested and the problems you caused us, well it made me see it isn't for me."
Often, the two, in the mood for touching base with each other, would stand about a foot apart and lean in, their foreheads touching.
"I was really a big problem to everybody, huh?"
This particular moment, Chip was finishing up on assembling himself. TJ shooed his hands away from his zipper and did it for him.
"You always were there to help me, TJ."
"I don't know," TJ reverted to the past, "like I said, I probably would never have done so much with you, being you're my brother."
"I know," Chip replies, the two breaking off their `meeting of the minds', Chip looking in the jon mirror to fix his hair. "Wish I had some gel."
Fooling with his crotch, TJ says, "I know where we can get some!"
"Ewe! That's gross TJ!"
"I know," he says with sincerity. Soft and gentle like he steps up behind Chip, the two looking into the mirror. "Man you turned out to be a real handsome dude."
Putting his hands on Chip's shoulders, TJ rubs them up to his collar. Then, turning Chip's head he bestows upon him a kiss. "I love you man."
Chip just stood there, staring in the mirror. "I'll never forget what you did for me TJ."
"Eh, forget about it," TJ said, collecting his jacket, which hung over the stall. "Maybe someday you'll learn something new and teach it to me!"
After TJ leaves, Chip removes a zippy-bag from his pocket. Opening it, he puts a small patch of white powder on his fingertip and inhales it deeply. "Ah-h-h-h! Better than sex!" Laughing, Chip says of TJ, "What an idiot!"
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"C'mon horsey! Get going!"
Feeling the affects of his drinking, Adam had somehow dropped the `leash' and when he picked it up, was standing behind Devyn.
"Oh.. oh... oh!" Devyn said when Adam constrained the leash, tightening the lead on his balls, driving them back up his own ass crevice.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Adam said, realising he was hurting Devyn.
"Are you kidding? It felt so fuckin' awesome!"
"You're a sick man!" But it didn't stop Adam from yelling, "Giddyap!"
Truly, Adam thought, walking in the back door of the house, was the entrance to the barn. "Hey, where are we?"
"Heaven?" Devyn said and then laughed it off, Adam catching on.
"I wonder where the stairway to heaven is?"
Devyn guesses, "Led Zeppelin, right?"
"Huh?" Adam replies.
"Stairway to Heaven, the song, right?" Devyn tries setting him straight.
"Never heard it," Adam replies.
"Oh," Devyn says, then wonders what Adam meant by it. Then he got to thinking, if Adam didn't mean the song', then... oh wow! Were they in for it! Next thing though, he felt release on his balls and looking down between his legs, saw the leash', Adam's navy tie almost touching the floor. "Adam?" he yelled out.
"I'm in here Devyn," came the singing voice.
He turned his attention to the next room and upon entering found the refrigerator door open, Adam's ass sticking out. Going right over, Devyn helped himself, bending over and taking a quick lick up Adam's smooth ass.
"Yikes!" Adam jumped, almost hitting his head on the freezer door. "What was that?"
Standing there with a toothy grin, Devyn fesses up, "My tongue!"
"I don't know about you Devyn. You're always coming up with surprises!" Then with the next order of business imprinted on his mind, Adam says, "Look! I found all this stuff in here!"
"Oh... oh... oh.. that's cold!" Devyn says as Adam uses his friend's stomach, herded in by his arms, to pile some jars.
Turning around, Devyn places them all on the table in one swoop. "Oh my belly is so cold!"
"So hairy too!" Adam says, feeling unhibitied about touching, running his hand up the tummy trail, embedded in even more dark brown hair. "Feels different when it's not all wet."
"Taste it," Devyn puts the thought in Adam's mind.
"No. I can't. I'm a top."
Devyn giggles.
"What?"
"Being a top is not only fucking a guy," Devyn states.
"Really?"
Going back to the `dares', Devyn says, "Go ahead. I dare you."
"To?"
Devyn point his finger to the place under his bellyhole, where his hairy swirl finishes swirling around the deep innie, where it gets lost somplace in the pubic region. Start here and swoop right up over my navel and end... well anywhere you want to." His finger plotted the course.
"I don't know," Adam says.
"Just do it and forget all about this `top and bottom' crap?"
"I guess," Adam said and then bent over. Too, he took notice, "You still have my tie tied around your balls, you know?"
"I know. Keeps them firmed up!"
No holds bar, Adam tested them, "Yeah, I'd say they are." "Kind of tough doing this," Adam said as he bent over, stuck his tongue out and only managed to lick a few hairs.
"Here," Devyn came up with a plan, "let's clear this stuff away and I'll just hop up on the table and..." and, "Oh shit!" Devyn yells out, jumping off the table.
"Whatsammater?" Adam asks with concern.
"The table! It's as cold as hell!"
"Wait."
"What?"
"Hell cold? Since when did this happen?"
Devyn starts laughing his ass off, saying, "Oh shit! I better reread the Bible!"
"Not right now," Adam said, pushing Devyn backwards.
His ass backing up to the table, he sat lightly on the edge with caution. "Oh!" he gasped.
"Cold?"
"Not bad," the twenty-four year old said, gently lying down his beefy bod.
It was like turkey dinner, except without any trimmings, as Adam stood there looking upon Devyn, his legs splayed apart. He giggled.
"What?"
"My tie."
"What about it?"
"I'm going to have a tough time wearing it again. Everytime I put it on I'll think about it tied around your balls!"
"I'll just have to buy you another one, because I'm keeping it for a souvenir!"
"Um, you're not going to like leave it tied around your balls?" Adam said, not realizing he was preparing himself, placing his hands on Devyn's knees.
"Hmm. Now there's a thought!"
"Hey! Look what we got here Jake! Party time!"
Mistaking Adam's position, Jake says, "Getting ready to plug Devyn's ass huh?"
"Um," Adam fought for words.
"Yup!" Devyn replies, "Adam was just about ready to bust my virgin ass wide open with his fat tool!"
"You're a virgin?" Pablo asks.
Jake opinionates, "That's right. You priests aren't allowed to marry."
"I'm `not' a Catholic priest," Devyn replies.
"Oh good," Pablo says. "At least we know you haven't molested any boys!"
Picking up a jar, Jake reads the label from his right hand, "Chocolate sauce?" Then picks another one up with his left, "Butterscotch?"
"Oh yeah!" Pablo says, raiding the freezer. "Heads up!" he says, tossing a rectangular box to Jake.
"Rocky road?"
"Rocky road?" Adam says. "Gimme that!"
Then, turning to Devyn, still reclining on the table as Jake and Adam fight over the rocky road, Pablo says, "How about some chocolate chip mint, Devyn?"
"Oh-h-h-h-h!" Devyn calls out when Pablos scoops out a lump with his hand and smears it around Devyn's pubes. He finishes off with sliming Devyn's cock, right up the barrel.
"It grabbed the boys' attention, Adam relinquishing the rocky road to Jake, who tosses it up in the air like a football, claiming the goal.
"C'mon Jake, dish out some of that rocky road right up here."
"Oomph!" Devyn says when Pablo pounds his fist on Devyn's stomach.
"You mean the ice cream," Jake questions him, "on his stomach?"
"So pick your own place," Pablo replies with a saucy attitude.
"Hey, like cherry vanilla?" Pablo asks Adam.
"Sure," Adam replies.
Without looking, Pablo reaches in and grabs a red container. "You know why they call it `Friendly'?"
Adam was sorry he asked, Pablo telling it made more friends. He also cursed their host out when he caught the box on his chest!
"Pick a place, any place, but his pubes are mine!"
Well, with Pablo ice creaming up Devyn's pubes, Jake working a nice pile onto Devyn's stomach, there was only one `workplace' left.
"Cold, isn't it?" He asks Devyn.
"It's been awhile since I've had a meal served off my bod."
"You've had this done to you before?" Jake asks.
Pablo answers for him, "Sure Devyn has. I bet he's had a lot of kinky stuff done to him, ain't that right Devyn?"
"Some."
"Oh, by the way," Pablo says, wiping his hand on his shirt, only he wasn't wearing one. "Oops!" he says of the green ice cream clinging to his chest fur.
"We can always go skinny dipping afterwards?" Jake suggests.
"Right. So? Where was I?"
Devyn reminds, "You were about to ask me if I ever got involved in anything kinky?" he more or less led Pablo on.
"Like what?" Pablo asks.
Adam, forgetting, remarks, "Devyn likes to be tied up with neckties."
"That was supposed to be our secret," Devyn tells Adam.
"Devyn," Adam picks up the squirt bottle of chocolate sauce and attacks Devyn's chest, "here we are, the three of us standing here, decorating your bod with ice cream and all the trimmings and you're worried about them knowing you like to be tied to the bed with neckties?"
"I forgive you," Devyn says, then to Pablo and Jake, "Hey, you guys want to tie me up with neckties?"
"Tell ya what I would really like to do?" Pablo says, finding the necktie presently tied around Devyn's balls.
"What are you gonna do Pablo?" Jake asks.
"Oh just fashion a little noose out of the other end of this tie," he gives it a little jerk.
"Oh-h-h-h!" Devyn sighs out loud.
"Feels good, don't it Dev?"
Adam and Jake just stand there as the ice cream melts down Devyn's chest, stomach and pubes.
"Cherry?" Adam asks Jake.
Jake sticks his tongue out, allowing Adam to place it there.
"Looks like I'm not the only one who's going to be enjoying this," Devyn says as he watches Pablo slip the shoe lace end, fashioned into a little noose, over his own big balls and then fit it nice and snuggly between his cock and balls.
"Hee-hee-hee," Pablo says, "Don't go anywhere without me, y'here?"
"Um, what happens if one of ya's have to like take a leak?" Jake asks.
Pablo says to Devyn, "I think we can oblige the other, huh Devyn?"
"Um, like what's that supposed to mean?" Adam asks.
Jake offers, "If it's what I think it is I think I'm gonna barf!"
"Don't tell me neither of you boys has ever had a man piss down your throat?" Pablo replies, laughing it off.
"I'm gonna be sick!" Jake says.
Adam, right behind Jake, follows him as they hightail it to the jon.
"Up the stairs to your left!" Pablo calls out.
"Hey Pablo," Devyn summons his attention, most of the fun gone out of him.
"What?"
"I think we're done here for tonight."
"What? We're just getting started. I have a whole bag of toys stashed away in the closet, Dev. I thought you might get a kick out of stuffing an extra large buttplug up my ass?"
"I did a lot of this stuff when I was in high school and college, but since going to the seminary I've kind of held off. But thanks for the offer. Um, extra large?"
"Yeah, but that's okay," Pablo said remorsefully, his cock showing the depressed mood.
"If it's all the same to you, I think I'll see about leaving."
Instead of untying his own balls, Pablo undoes Devyn's.
"You did that like a pro," Devyn says, sitting on the edge of the table.
"Hey, I'm into it. If I wanted to make a guy suffer over untying it, I could have."
"Thank you for your mercy, son."
"Son? I'm older than you, you know?"
"Yes, but I wear the white collar!" Devyn puts his hand to his neck. "Well, when I'm wearing the collar."
At that, Devyn hopped off the table. Going out back, took a leap in the pool, hiked his bod up on the rim of the other side, fetched not only his own clothes, but those of Adam. Coming back inside, Pablo was scrubbing down the table.
"You better disinfect the table after I've layed on it."
Pablo answers, "I'll lick it down tomorrow!"
"Adam? He still upstairs?"
"The both of them." And with a smile, "Help yourself."
Leaving the kitchen, Devyn asks, "Second door on the left, right?"
Moving his hands, Pablo says, "Left? Right?"
It didn't matter anyway, Devyn already on his way.
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Leaving the exec jon, TJ exclaims to himself, "Oh shit! Is it four o'clock already?" Then he smiles, saying to himself, "Time flies when you're having fun!" Then he throws his hands up in the air. "What am I thinking of?" Looking down, he sees himself wiggling his toes through his socks. Getting out his key, he inserts it in the door. "You almost ready.... Adam? Adam!"
"I... I don't feel.... so good... TJ."
In a matter of about four minutes, the paramedics showed up at Shipman-Inc. Again, TJ slipping back under the foil of his father's graces when he accuses, "Following in your footsteps TJ. I should have known. And you said Chip was just going through the phases."
"Oh man!" TJ said to himself as the paramedics wheeled Chip out on a gurney. And to himself he imitated his father, saying, "Yeah and thanks TJ for saving your brother's life!" Then in futility, "Fuck you father. Fuck the business, fuck you all!"
Having Adam's car, he started it up. It died. "Fuck this!" he said and took to hoofing it. He headed straight for the nearest bar.
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On the way upstairs, Jake was headed downstairs.
"He's still in the jon," Jake mentions to Devyn.
Dressed in his clothing, except the collar, Devyn knocked on the jon door. "Adam, you okay?"
"I'm fine," he said, sitting on the closed lid of the toliet. "Are you done letting Pablo use your balls?"
"For now. Um, look. I have your clothes."
"Thanks," Adam says as Devyn loads them up on his lap.
"They are almost dry."
"It's okay. I'll throw them in the dryer when I get home. What about you?"
"I can do the same. Look, Adam, I want to explain."
"I know," Adam says, "what you and I did was spur of the moment stuff. We're history and you want to come back here and play with Pablo."
"No," Devyn replies. Gently taking Adam's chin and lifting his face towards his, he says, "Really, I haven't been into doing any of this kinky stuff for a few years. Getting ready for a new life, a new career, I started off with a clean slate. If I hadn't allowed myself to have more than one drink, you and I would probably have.. well I guess it doesn't matter now."
"It's not only your fault Devyn. Even drinking this much," Adam measures out a tiny fraction of an inch with his finger and thumb, "of any kind of alcohol and I'm like flying high."
"You had two glasses."
"I know. I guess I was soaring above the clouds!"
The two smiled at each other, Devyn agreeing, "I would say so."
And it is Adam who caves in, "Devyn, I was really getting to like you."
"And I blew it."
Adam assesses, "No. We both blew it. If we didn't let ourselves get caught up in `somebody else's party', maybe we could have had... a nice evening for ourselves."
Shrugging his shoulders, Devyn says, "We still could? That is if you're willing to still hang out with a kinky kind of guy?"
"I guess I could put up with your for another couple of hours," Adam says.
Then, bending over, Devyn says, "Here, let me help you with those."
"Getting kinky on me again, Devyn?" Adam says of Devyn holding his briefs for him to step into.
"I'll be waiting outside."
"No! Um, Devyn, how about waiting inside?"
As he did, Devyn made comment, "I never realized how erotic it could be watching a guy put his clothes `on'!"
Adam stood up, falling down, his butt slamming onto the toliet lid.
In a fraction of a second, Devyn was his saving grace. "Adam, are you alright?" he asked, slipping his hands to Adam's shoulders.
"I thought I was," Adam replied forcing his eyes open and then closing, repeating.
"Maybe I should get you home."
"Not `my' home," Adam replies. "I'm supposed to be spending tonight helping Jake 'overcome the burden of his grief'."
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. I think Pablo will more than help Jake along," Devyn replies, still hunched over and steadying Adam on the seat.
Adam, not even reflecting on Jake's impressions on himself, says out of nowhere, "How much do you think Pablo would charge us for a room?"
Slowly Devyn squatted down, looking up into Adam's face. "You know if you sleep with me tonight it could become a habit?" His hands had slid down to Adam's thighs, when he squatted.
Gently rubbing his hands towards Adam, then returning to his knee caps, Adam replies, "Are you going to treat me this nice in bed?"
"Oh no. This is just a sample," Devyn replies in a lyrical type of phrasing. "I'm going to be making love to you as we go from night into day!"
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Copyright 2009 T. Chase McPhee
`HoT FuN iN THe SuMMeRTiMe' may not be sold, nor made part of any collection, without prior consent from the author.
The more you stretch, the more you can fit in... 'spread' happiness! TCMcP.....