Gentle Readers: If you're confused about the jump in the story, go take a look at the companion story "Stan the Snake and Slick Rick" installment 20 . I'm combining the stories, and if you look at that installment, you'll have a MUCH better way to follow this one. "I THOUGHT you were a top man only, Rick. No way you were ever gonna give it up," Kieran and Rick were spending the afternoon together, after breakfast. They had gone for a walk in the forest behind Phil and Rob's house. "DAMN KEEKEE," Rick responded, using his private name for Kieran. "You saw that monster cock in that video. TRY saying 'I'm a Top' when someone with a third foot between his legs wants your ass." Kieran began to laugh. "It IS a monster. Can you imagine how some of our people would react if they knew?" Rick snorted. "I know at least one person who said Stan's GOT to be a light skinned black guy, cause there ain't NO WAY he's white with that whong." He paused. "You know though, it wasn't the cock that did me in at first." "IT WASN'T?" Rick smiled. "No Siree. And yes, I wanted that cock, but let me tell you something, Stan wanted me. He coulda had any ass in the whole city, and he picked me. " "How'd he get you." "Nips, keekee. He unlocked my nips. I don't know HOW, but he did. He just grabbed onto them, and there's something about his touch. I leaned back and he got my ear , and then... he whispered 'you want 13? ' That's how it all started. " Kieran was pensive. "Gee, that's almost romantic." "How about you? How did the cutest top in the world wind up in Florida, and then with two old guys who treat him like a princess?" Kieran laughed. "I moved to Florida to follow a guy. I liked and said there were business opportunities there I couldn't find in NY. I met Phil first. He and Rob had a summer home, and they were selling it.
They'd come into the bank. He was always so nice! I don't know, I just fell, well, under his spell I guess. Did I flirt with him? I guess I did. Rob came in once and he said "OH. YOU'RE the cutie Phil is always talking about." I thought I was done. Then he shook my hand and told me Phil was right. " "Would you have gone with them if they asked you , instead of kidnaping you?" "AH, Rick, that's a good question. I don't know. But I can't say NO 100%. I might have. I don't know. I wasn't getting much action, either as a top or a bottom after we broke up. Nothing really clicked in Florida either. " He shrugged his shoulders. "I think no one really believed that I was primarily a top, and I didn't really meet anyone I wanted to bottom for." "You'd bottom for these guys?" "You know, Rick, No, I wouldn't have. But they've been SO NICE to me. I mean, did I ever dress this good?" "No. Only when you bought stuff I told you to buy." "They get it made for me. Look at my guns. They're not yours but..." "DAMN. That's hard work." "They hired a trainer for me. I take classes. I DO have to DO stuff around the house, and... Rick... I gotta tell you: they're both horny as hell, all freakin day." "Ha ha. What's wrong with afternoon delight." "Nothing with one guy, but Rick... two of them, I mean, I LIKE getting spit roasted. I REALLY do. Just feels like I get it every day." Rick stopped him for a minute. "Lemme ask you something kee kee. I mean this. I mean it for real. Would you take my cock if we got permission? I mean, Stan's gotta say yes, the Daddies got to say yes, but I bet they're all kinky enough." Kieran smiled. "You mean that? Could I suck it first?" If we ask, we may get it. If we don't, it ain't gonna happen. I'll get to work on Daddy man tonight." "Daddy man? Is that what you call him?" "Yeah, I came up with the nickname. He kinda loves it. You know, I always thought I was gonna be exclusively top. I get a yen for a twink every now and then, but when you're getting that huge monster attached to a man who adores you, well... .
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While they were having that talk, Cooper and Stan were making the first pass through available houses. Properties were amazingly inexpensive in Stan's eyes. Cooper laughed. "You're used to NY" "Hey, it's none of my business Coop,(that's what Cooper had told him to call him), but how did you four guys wind up here." Cooper laughed. "Oh, that's a long story. LOOOOOOOOONG story. Quick summary: Jack and Mark were a couple in college, then they weren't. Jack and Jamie met on a bus, became a couple. Then they weren't. Jack came looking for Mark, found him. Jamie broke up, came to NY, found me, after Jack found me, and... then after we got sick and tired of NY and the life, we came down here. Four of us, and the dogs. "The dogs. ?" "Yeah , a whole passel of them. Now there are only two. Jack and Mark had this girl, Magnolia. Oh, Stan! If you ever walk into his room: she's the only girl he loved other than his mother. Well, one day he let Mark walk her, and.... nature had its course. They kept three of the pups. Magnolia's long gone, and so is one of her girls, but they still have Begonia and Connie - for Carnation. " "That's sweet. That's so sweet. And Jack seems to be a sweet guy. I'm having a harder time reading Mark though." Cooper smiled. "Mark IS harder to read. He was an actor before he started writing and it still comes out. But I tell ya: NO ONE loves Jack the way Mark does. It's a story to be told over drinks, but he followed Jack from South Carolina, to New York. And when he found him, he wouldn't leave. "No shit?" "Nope. Just kinda announced 'I want you, I'm not taking no for an answer,' and when Jack told him no, well... he persuaded him to the contrary."
"Geez. And you and Jamie?" "ha ha. When Jamie broke up with his guy, he came to NY and moved in with Jack and Mark. I had met Jack at the world's worst type of event: a backer's party to invest in Mark's first play. We hit it off. Then I met Jamie and, well... he kinda let me know I wasn't leaving that night. I never did." Stan smiled. "You know, this is all such great stuff. DAMN. And ricky found Kieran." "ricky?" "OH, DON'T TELL HIM I CALLED HIM THAT . That's the name I use to make sure he knows who's in charge. He hates it. But I get to use it." "He seems like a hand full" "Ah, he's ok. He's got this thing for blonde twinks. He thinks I don't know he still wants one. HAH. Maybe I'll buy HIM a boy after we sell the NY apartment." "If you're gonna do that, make sure you speak to Phil and Rob first. They've got all the contacts." "Yeah, what IS their story?" "Hmmm. Good question. I know how they met Kieran, but how they decided to go down that path? I THINK - but I'm not sure - they are both tops, who fell in love. Phil is more insistent about topping, and Rob was ok about that for a while, but then.... and one thing led to another." "I get ya. You know, ricky was one of the most sought after Tops when I met him." He smiled. "He still is, but only for me." "GOOD FOR YOU. Jamie had his slut phase too, but Coop still keeps him happy." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
While these discussions were going on, Mark and jack were at their house. Mark had just whispered into jack's ear "Bedroom. Now. On your back." The same type of instruction he had been giving jack for over 20 years. "Yes sir," came the answer, the same one jack had given every time. He slipped his hands in the restraints, and waited until Mark decided on what he was doing. He stripped down to his jeans. "LOOK at how that belly just teases in that shirt, jack-o." They both knew what was going on. jack had slipped into a t shirt that was too small, because Mark loved to tease his belly. And now, he was beginning, gently scratching the skin around jack's navel. After all the years, it still excited jack and his cock, locked up as it had been that whole week, sprang to life. "OH SIR. What that does to me." "What does it do to you handsome? " Mark pushed up jack's shirt, and began licking at his nipples. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH. Do these kids know about this Sir? " "Who cares? Let them figure it out." He began nibbling and jack began to writhe. "GOD THAT NEVER GETS OLD SIR. NOT THE WAY YOU DO IT. OH SHIT..." Mark had found his neck and was scruffing him just enough to get him worked up." "Please Sir. I want you. I wanted you all day. My ass needs to get filled. PLEASE . PLEASE." "Who's your man? " "Oh, you Sir. YOU. " "Not Stan with 13 inches?" "Who cares about Stan's 13 inches? Who cares about Rick's guns? I want YOU. In me NOW. PLEASE. PLEASE. TAKE YOUR SUB. TAKE ME. " Mark didn't need more. Stan DID unnerve him a bit. A blue collar guy with 13 inches, and this sexy bottom around? He smiled. He didn't have anything to worry about. He slipped jack's work jeans off. He wore the thongs Mark liked now. Mark won on that, the way he won on most things. He pressed his finger to open up Jack a little, and then slid in. "OH FUCK. TAKE YOUR OLD MAN, MARCO. TAKE HIM! PLOW HIM." When they had been worried about Mark's BIG play - the one that bought them this house, and got Mark the Tony award, jack's hair had gone grey. The combination of his sweet face, the slight curl, and the color, made him even more endearing to Mark, who fucked him harder and harder. As far as he knew, IF jack had ever looked at another man, he had looked away. Yes, he saw Rick's arms and YES, he heard the story about the huge cock Stan had, but after their first meet, he had gone to Mark with a pair of handcuffs and asked. "Please Sir. You must be ready to explode. Let me take it." In fact, Mark began to think HE was getting old. He didn't want any of them: he wanted jack. And he got his blow job, and shot big, but only thinking of jack. Now, as he finished his orgasm, smiling as jack smiled and moaned, he said "You need a shave boy. " "I do Sir. So does Jamie. Side by sides?" Mark kept jack tied down as he played with his nips, and ran a finger over his lips. "Hmmmm. We haven't done that for a while. " "I just wonder Sir... Kieran is smooth. And from Rick's collar, I saw he is too.. " Mark smiled. "A fucking barbershop quartet." "Quintet Sir.. What if we gang up on Cooper?" Mark stopped for a minute, before he lay down on top of jack and kissed him. "Know what, studmuffin? I think the grey hair made you even kinkier. Let's get this party planned."
That night, jack curled up into Mark the way he had for those decades, after he let the old ladies have their time chasing chipmunks. He smiled when he felt Mark's hand on his nip: the same way Rick did when he put HIS hand on ricky's nip thinking "I gotta shave this boy. It was a night for kieran to spoon into Rob, and as he did, Rob nibbled his ear and whispered "You and Rick. One night only. I can't wait." Kieran turned around. "FUCK SIR. I was gonna ask tomorrow." "You already asked. It's all over your face. Phil and I are good with it." "No, we're great with it. We gotta talk to Stan though. Need two to tango. Now get to sleep. And we gotta plan a shave for you boi. You're growing out too fast. Must be all the sex you're having."
And finally, Cooper settled into bed and tossed his leg over Jamie's, the way he had for so long. He ran his goatee over Jamie's neck the way he did every night, tickling his husband. "You know, Coop, that never gets old." "Neither does feeling your ass against me. Once more today? " "A quickie,ok? busy day tomorrow. I can't sleep in." "I'm good with that. And tomorrow: let's talk about your next shave Jamie boy. Now, how shall we take this? Lay on your belly." Cooper put a pillow under Jamie's hips, and began to grind into him. It didn't take long, but they were the last of the four couples to fall asleep that night.