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TO BE A BROTHER
by Macout Mann
Chapter XVII
Percy
Rank and file employees were not told about Jim's new status, so to them things remained just like they had been before. Jim, however, had observed the success of the company's discreet word-of-mouth gay friendly policy. He inaugurated an equally discreet escort service for the hotel's wealthier gay guests, who were "in the know."
They could call the Guest Relations Manager and order a handsome young stud, who would come to their room at an appointed time for whatever fun and games the guest had in mind. The cost would appear on their folio as "personal services." The hotel would retain fifteen percent of the fee, the young man would receive the remainder. A sort of tip in reverse, the boys said.
Since there was now increased demand for bartenders, the guys who did the shirtless shift at convocations now worked almost full time, although they were barechested only for the Brothers. They were the first to be recruited as independent contractors in Jim's new scheme, and they also had friends who were more than willing to participate. Due to the hotel's policy of hiring "liberal" employees, other off-duty personnel were also recruited. The service became very successful.
As the expansion got underway, Spencer King spent more and more time at the Olympia Plaza. He and Jim got together every time he visited. He also kept Jim apprised of his relationship with Peter Farrar. They had become very close, and Peter had visited the Kings in New York several times.
The department store owned by Spencer's client was imploded. The rest of the half-block was knocked down the old fashioned way. Since the previous renovation was almost totally cosmetic, additional parking had not been required by the building code. Now, however, about three quarters of the basement and sub-basement of the new building would be used for long-term and guest parking. The street level area behind the present hotel would be devoted to short-term parking and a motor lobby, where guests arriving by automobile or taxi could be checked in. The remainder of the new first floor would be meeting rooms, a second, more moderately priced restaurant, and a new bar that featured entertainment. The grand ballroom and assembly room would occupy the second and third floors above the motor lobby. Both would be two stories high, and the ballroom would have mezzanine encircling it. The remainder of the twelve story addition would be more guest rooms, furnished just like renovated rooms in the original building.
Construction was completed in eighteen months. The Olympia Plaza became one of the most elegant hotels in the country. King's analysis proved to be conservative. The occupancy rate was almost 90%, and the Pirie loan was paid off by the time the 2026 Libra Convocation was held. That was scheduled to be Tom's last as Elder.
Anticipating that more Brothers might be attending future convocations, the new construction did not permit either the eleventh or twelfth floors of the original hotel to access the addition. The only way they and the penthouse could be reached was by the original elevators, and during convocations attendees' keycards had to be swiped for the elevators to go above the tenth or eleventh floor as appropriate. The decision to do this proved very prudent, since both floors had had to be reserved for the forthcoming Libra Convocation.
One of the prospectives was Percy King, Spencer's youngest son. He was a first year Yalee, the only one of Spencer's children to have any interest in his father's business, and the first prospective since Jim to be a virgin.
His virginity was not due to a lack of interest in sex. It was due to the influence of his mother, who had been his moral compass from infancy. Even his name, Percy, was one she had chosen.
The situation was somewhat ticklish, since he neither knew about his father's predilection for sex with men or that his father knew that he was gay. That fact had been revealed by Marcus, an older sibling, in a chance comment to his dad. Percy did know that his father had been a Brother, and that he was being proposed by Peter, because his sponsor had to be an active member. And he certainly didn't know that if things went according to plan, Peter would have his cherry and Tom and others would enjoy his goodies before the weekend was over. Percy and Peter were assigned Room 1204, while Percy's father was in a room in the newer section of the hotel.
Percy had accompanied Spencer on a previous visit to the hotel, so he had already met Jim. His was the only face Percy recognized when he and Peter arrived at the Penthouse Lounge Friday afternoon.
"Hello, Percy," Jim greeted him warmly. "It's good to see you again. Is your dad joining us too?"
"Oh yes. He should be here any time. How is the hotel business?"
"Pretty hectic, I'm afraid. Oh, here's your dad now."
Spencer greeted everyone, then after making small talk for a few minutes told Peter that he needed to see him. Jim was left to introduce Percy around. Percy was a really stunning young man. His muscles rippled under his t shirt, and he was very well met. Everyone he was introduced to was left drooling over his open face and winning smile. When Tom appeared, he was equally impressed.
A half hour later Spencer and Peter came back. Peter offered Percy a drink and then continued the ritual introductions. Percy noticed that his father had disappeared again. He asked Peter where they had been. Peter said to his and Percy's room. "Your dad wanted to ask me some questions," he said.
Percy didn't pay a lot of attention to the comings and goings of the others. He was enjoying his first real adult cocktail party. Everyone was very friendly and they seemed to be having a great time renewing old friendships. He heard several brothers tell Peter that he was one lucky bastard, but didn't attach any particular significance to their remarks.
After dinner when he saw the shirtless barkeeps for the first time, he was totally shocked. His dick was also motivated to the point that its erection clearly could be seen in his jeans. He blushed, but no one seemed to be paying any attention. He asked Peter why they were not dressed decently. "Oh, we like to relax after dinner," Peter laughed. "They strip to the waist just to show that nobody needs to be uptight."
He emphasized his point by removing his own shirt. A couple of other guys followed suit. One of them was Steve Pugh. "See you later?" he asked Peter.
"Sure enough," Peter answered.
Percy did notice that the crowd did seem to ebb and flow as the evening progressed. His father would be in evidence one minute and would be gone the next. Steve, whom he had just met and who was easily identifiable, because he was shirtless, was absent a couple of times for no apparent reason. Percy became even more confused than Jim had been years before. Still as the evening progressed, the excitement in his groin didn't go away.
It was after midnight when Percy and Peter returned to the twelfth floor. As they stepped off the elevator, Percy thought he saw a bare ass slipping into one of the rooms.
"Was somebody out in the hall naked?" he asked.
"Possibly," Peter grinned. "After all, there are only guys up here. No need to be shy."
Like Jim had, Percy awoke to take a piss. He discovered that Peter was not in the room. But Peter did return a moment later, bare assed, to face his roommate's ire.
"Just what the hell is going on, Peter? You and everybody else running around naked! You and Dad disappearing! Everybody else going off and coming back! Fucking half-naked bartenders! It's like you are all going off to fuck or something! Where have you been anyway?"
"I've been with Steve," Peter calmly replied.
"You and he...?"
"Yes, we've been fucking each other. That's what this is all about."
"And my dad?"
"All of us."
"But..."
"Percy, I don't know why Spencer didn't just come clean with you when he found out you were gay. It must have been because you are his son and he was embarrassed or something. But he wanted you to become a brother, and he wanted me to sponsor you.
"We've assumed that you are a virgin. Not many prospectives are, but whether you are a virgin or a cum slut, when you are brought to convocation, you have to figure out for yourself what's goes on here. They tell me that some prospectives never do, and they go home unaware. Meanwhile, the Brothers evaluate you, and if you pass their test at two successive convocations, you can become a brother.
"But first you have to want to be one of us."
"Goddamn, this is too much," Percy spat. "Yeah, I want to have sex with guys. I've wanted to have sex with you. Shit! I wanna have sex with almost every guy I see. But I've always thought I was a weirdo. Even when I broke down and told Marcus how I was, he said he felt sorry for me. I sure as hell couldn't tell Mom or Dad. And now you're telling me that you and my dad fuck each other."
"Ever since before you and I ever met."
"So I'm not a weirdo after all. I don't have to be ashamed of who I am." It was if a weight had been lifted off Percy's shoulders.
"You don't have to be ashamed of anything, Percy. When I was in your shoes, I was pretty hung up too. But the Brothers showed me that I'm totally normal. I just don't have the same urges that a lot of other people do."
"So yes, I do want to be one of you."
Peter was silent for several seconds. "You do know what that means, don't you?"
"Oh yes," Percy whispered.
Peter had been standing near the door as they talked. Now he strode over to the bed and threw back the sheet that covered Percy's body. He was still wearing briefs.
"You are still a virgin, right?"
"Uh huh."
"Then you're about to lose your cherry."
Peter straddled Percy's prone form and planted a passionate kiss on his anxious lips. Percy lustily responded. Peter continued to kiss. Percy's neck. His nips. His navel. His abs. As Peter's mouth moved down the inexperienced torso of his partner, Percy's dick responded to all the new sensations he was feeling. It was more rigid that it had ever been, when Peter's lips encircled it and plunged down its length to enrapture Percy's innocent body and to begin his deflowering.
"Oh my god!" Percy was ecstatic. He responded by reaching for Peter's pecs and rubbing on whatever part of his bod that could be touched.
Peter didn't waste time. The hour was late. His assault on Percy's dick was relentless. It took Percy so long to cum, Peter had the thought that he maybe had never even cum before; and when he was rewarded by rope after rope of cum being hurled into his throat, he felt that Percy's was the biggest orgasm he had ever experienced.
He saved some of the cream in his mouth so that when he again kissed is partner, Percy could taste the produce of his nuts for the first time.
"Like that?" Peter asked.
"Oh my god, yes!" Percy moaned.
"That's just the beginning," Peter promised. He immediately began to prepare Percy's ass, lifting his legs and tonguing his rosebud.
"You're not really doing that," Percy exclaimed.
As he continued to open Percy's anus, Peter also gently massaged from his abs to his chest and back again. Percy groaned with delight. Peter then applied gel to his prong and to Percy's hole. He was ready.
"This is goanna hurt at first," Peter whispered. "Just try to relax. I'll be as tender as I can. Soon you'll begin to love it." Then his bulb broke through Percy's sphincter.
"Ugh!" Percy cried.
"Just relax," Peter counseled. "Act like you're taking a shit."
"Uh." Percy became less agitated.
Peter slipped further into Percy's virgin chute. "It's going to be good," Peter whispered.
A couple of minutes later, he felt his untrimmed pubes rub up against Percy's unblemished butt.
"Oh yes," Percy smirked. "It is good."
"It's goanna get even better," Peter replied.
Slowly he raised his hips until just the tip of his dick was lodged in Percy's tight ass, then just as slowly he forced his pole its full length back into its warm, greasy, orifice, making contact on each pass with his unseasoned prostate.
"Oh my god, yes," Percy moaned on each thrust of Peter's tool. Peter heightened his partner's euphoria by also nibbling each of his pecs in turn.
Peter was in no danger of premature ejaculation. This would be his fifth cum since they arrived at the convocation. But he did feel urgency in Percy's movements; so he began to accelerate his actions, pounding harder and harder, finally getting to the short strokes that signaled the delivery of all the sperm left in his balls into Percy's colon.
He collapsed on the no-longer-virgin man child, panting in ecstasy and letting his dick slowly deflate while still in Percy's asshole.
"Oh, shit," Percy cried. "Why haven't we been doing this forever?"
"It was the greatest for me too," Peter responded. "You are my first cherry boy."
He plopped out and rolled over. In seconds they were both asleep.