Trade

Trade 25 by Mark James

We got two hours sleep before it was time to get up and go to the airport. We slept all the way home to Houston and then Greg went home and Bill and I went to bed when we got home because of jet lag. Although it is true that Houston to Brazil is north to South there is also a 4 hour time difference West to East, thus the jetlag.

When we woke up Henry fixed us a big breakfast. He must have thought we were starved in Brazil. We had bacon, sausage, eggs, pancakes, grits, French toast, orange juice and coffee. We felt obligated to eat it all and we were so stuffed that we felt like going to bed again. But we didn't because that would have been a slap in the face to Henry.

WE were sitting in the living room drinking coffee when the doorbell rang. Bill answered the door.

There was a guy there who said he had a delivery for Sam Hamilton so I went to the door.

"I have a delivery from the Empire Leasing Co. If you will sign here sir, your car is parked in the parking lot."

"I didn't order a car."

"No sir, it was ordered by a mister A. Lee, to be delivered to you today."

"Bill gave me a raised eyebrow look."

"Before I sign anything, I want to see the car."

So we all trooped down to the parking lot. There sat a brand new bright red, Porsche 911.

"Jesus Christ," I said.

Bill said, "Somebody really likes you."

The guy said, "The tank is full; the registration and car insurance papers are in the glove compartment. If you will please sign here I can get out of your way."

So I distractedly signed his form, he handed me the keys, said "Enjoy" and got in another car that had been waiting for him.

Bill was all over the car opening doors, looking at the engine etc. I just stood there sort of stunned.

Bill, said, "You want me to drive."

I handed him the keys, I got in the passenger seat and away we went.

When we got out of town he pulled over and we swapped places and I went roaring down the road.

We went back to Bill's place and parked it in one of Bill's secure parking spaces and went upstairs.

On the way up Bill said, "You know that car cost $250,000."

"Yeah, I know. Prince Ali and I sat around talking about cars once and asked me what my dream car was. This was it. I never expected to have one."

When we got back to the apartment Dan Shepherd was there waiting for us.

I said, "Hi Dan, I thought you were off my case."

"I am just a delivery boy this time. Do you like the car?"

"Oh fucking yeah, I'm overwhelmed. I won't even pretend to refuse it. I know what an insult that would be. Please tell Prince Ali," thank you," I never expected such a munificent gift."

"I will do that. It is only a 3 month lease. If you leave before then just notify the leasing company and they will pick it up.

He is aware that driving such a car will make you a target to the traffic enforcement community and various unsavory individuals, so he sent me with these. They should provide a modicum of protection if the need arises."

I opened the first package and found a U. S. Marshall's badge and credential's with my picture and in the second package a Glock 22 pistol with all of the accessories and a shoulder holster."

"I don't understand."

"The credentials are real and if you ever need to use them and somebody checks your credentials they will come back as real and the pistol is standard issue for U. S Marshals. Prince Ali said that even if the immediate danger was over he was not going to leave you dependent on your bare hands. If there was a next time they will probably be using guns. And even if there never is a next time law enforcement professional courtesy to other law enforcement types will probably keep you from ever getting traffic tickets whether or nor deserved.

With your credentials there is a business card with a number that you should call if at any time your credentials are ignored or brushed aside or if you have cause to use your weapon. You should memorize the number and your U. S. Marshall ID number. Have you ever fired a gun?"

"Yeah, pistols, rifles, shotguns, even a Glock. Where I grew up, everybody learned how to shoot starting at about the age of 9."

"Well that solves that problem then. Well I will get out of your hair. It was nice to see you again and you too Bill."

After Dan left, Bill shook his head and said, "My life was so simple before I met you."

What could I say, I just shrugged.

"You know I have been thinking for months about driving back and paying a visit to my hometown. If I keep putting it off, I may miss the opportunity. Besides that it would give me an opportunity to drive the Porsche on the open road. Do you want to go with me?"

"I would love too, but I think such a visit is something you should do by yourself. I am afraid you will find that you can't go home again. I mean physically you can, but emotionally it might be another story. By all means go get it out of your system. When do you want to go and how long do you expect to be gone?"

"There is no reason not to leave in the morning and I should be back in 2 or 3 days. It is a 7 hour drive."

"OK, what are you going to do for the rest of the day?"

"I hadn't really thought about it. What are you gonna do?"

He laughed and said, "I have a lot of work to catch up on," as he walked toward his office.

"I said, I think I will have a very light lunch and then go joy riding," as I headed for the kitchen.

Fifteen minutes later while I was eating some tuna salad he walked into the kitchen and I gave him a quizzical look.

"There isn't anything that can't wait. Do you want a wing man.?"

Since I had a mouthful of tuna salad, I just vigorously nodded my head in assent.

So we spent the afternoon riding in my new Porsche and did some other things while we were together.

We were tooling down a farm road somewhere with me driving and I reached down to reposition my cock.

"This car is so fucking hot it's given me a hard-on."

"May I play with it?"

"The car or my cock?"

"Your cock, I've always wanted to suck you off while we were driving down the road. A fantasy of mine."

"Well, now's the time."

He reached over and got my pants open and freed my cock and pulled out my balls. The leaned his head against my chest and stroked my cock. It started leaking pre-cum and eventually he used his thumb to spread it around the head and used it to massage the head.

I slowed down to 35, wrapped one arm around him and hugged him to me as his hand action drove me to distraction.

"Much more of that and I'm going to shoot."

He stopped and I felt his mouth go down on me and envelope the whole length of my cock and he just held me in his mouth for a few minutes. He brought his lips up my shaft then licked and sucked on the head and then sucked up and down the shaft for a while. He then deep throated me, pulled up the shaft and sucked on my cock head and licked at my piss hole and then deep throated me a few more times.

I slowed down to 20 mph. pushed up with my hips, pushed down on his head and came deep in his mouth as I slowed to 10 mph so I could deal with my orgasm without driving off the road.

"Fucking, shit," I yelled as I ejaculated 4 or 5 times.

I could feel Bill swallowing each time I blew a load.

He laid his head on my stomach and licked at my cock as it softened and then just lay there with it in his mouth as I raised my speed back to 65.

I stroked his hair and face as we raced down the road. Finally he pulled off and sat, took his handkerchief and wiped off my cock, put it away and zipped up my pants.

I reached over and grabbed his crotch. I found his erection running down his pants leg. I began trying to take it out of his pants without much success as the car weaved back and forth across the centerline.

"Let me do that. I'd rather just jack off if the only alternative is you flipping the car or running into a tree."

He freed it and stroked it as I drove with one hand. I spotted a dirt road turnoff ahead, took it and drove down about a mile until we were out of sight of the highway and were in the middle of wide open spaces. I leaned over, went down on him to his pubic hair, did that a couple times and sat up and stroked his cock with my hand.

"How was that?"

"You know it was fucking fantastic. Nobody has ever deep throated my dick like you do. I love it when you suck me for half an hour. But I am so ready to come right now that anything could trigger my release."

"Well we are in the middle of nowhere so I guess there is no rush," I said as I took my hand from his cock."

"Stop that," I said as he reached for his cock, "When you come I want to be the one who causes it."

"This is going to end up with me begging you to let me come, isn't it?"

"I hope so." I chuckled, "If nobody interrupts us."

His cock had softened considerably, so I leaned over and took the whole thing in my mouth and licked on it as I stroked his leg and stomach with my hands. I felt it hardening and growing in length in my mouth until it was hard as a rock once again. I sucked up his cock and then went back down the shaft until I grounded at his pubic hair and kept repeating the action as I listened to his breathing quicken and his body began to tense and then I stopped what I was doing and sat up.

"You are a fucking sadist you know?"

"I hope so or all those guys I edged didn't get their money's worth. Speaking of that have you ever considered bondage."

"Bondage?"

"You know, when your partner ties you up, makes you suck his cock or you can't stop him from sucking you or fucking you any way he wants to."

I noticed that his cock had softened again before I brought up the subject but had immediately gotten rock hard again as he thought about it.

"Your cock has betrayed you, you know. Look how hard it is."

I leaned over and licked on his cock head and licked up the pre-cum. I stroked his shaft while I sucked on the head of his cock. This time I waited until I felt his body shiver and his cock head began to expand before I stopped.

There was sweat on his forehead. I leaned over and kissed him.

He had unbuttoned his shirt, so I used the opportunity to lick his chest and suck on his nipples.

His cock was still hard as a rock, so I licked up the pre-cum that had leaked out and sucked on his cock head for a while.

"You know you can come anytime you want to, you aren't restrained, so I guess you do have a masochistic streak."

I looked out the window and admired the day for 5 minutes. When I turned around his cock was almost flaccid.

I leaned over and blew up and down the length of his cock. I could see it growing without being touched. I went down and licked on his balls as his cock grew and expanded in length. I went down on it and continuously deep throated him for about 3 minutes until I knew that if I did it one more time he would finish his orgasm and I stopped.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, you son-of a bitch, please let me come."

I went back to deep throating his cock. His cock seemed to get longer in my mouth and I felt the crown expand.

"Oh fucking yeah," he yelled and flexed his hips driving his cock down my throat and came and came and came and came.

I swallowed valiantly and managed to keep it all in my mouth as he slowed and finally finished.

I pulled off, kissed my way up his stomach, over his chest and neck and French kissed his mouth and finally pulled away as he slumped in the seat.

I started up the car and we raced down the dirt road as he cleaned and dried his cock and got all of his clothes buttoned.

"You know I think I got more out of that than you did."

"I don't think so but if you think that's the case you can make it up to me tonight," I said as I leered at him.

He laughed and said, "You are incorrigible."

"I hope so," I said as I turned back on the farm road and we raced away down it.

When we got back there was a message from a Mr. Thompson about accommodations for me.

I called him back and he said Mr. Lee had asked him to contact me. He said he had 2 places available in "The Gateway Towers." Either was available at no cost. There was a 4 bedroom, 6 bath suite available. It had a living room, dining room, kitchen, study, media room and 2 other rooms for whatever purpose was needed. The other unit was a penthouse suite with 10 bedrooms and 14 bathrooms plus the other types of rooms the suite had. It also had accommodations for live in staff.

They were both turnkey, he said, which means that they are fully furnished and all you would have to do is move in.

The Gateway Towers has 5 restaurants, any of which would deliver meals upon request, again at no cost. For residents there was a fully equipped gym, swimming pool, Movie Theater and other amenities such as daily maid service.

I told him I was leaving in the morning and would not have time to look.

He said he would e-mail me a video of the accommodations and I could make my decision based on those.

Bill and I took a look at the videos.

Bill said, "You know there are rich and influential people in the state who would give their first born child to be able to live in The Gateway Towers. It is the most prestigious address in the city."

I just shrugged.

"They are both a bit to much for me, especially the penthouse, but I've got to live somewhere, even if it's not going to be for very long. I've appreciate your taking me in, but I feel like I've overstayed my welcome. You need your privacy."

Bill looked pained and said "You must know I like you being here, I've asked you often enough to move in with me."

"Let's not bring up old disagreements. You know why I didn't move in with you."

"Well then call the guy and tell him your decision, Henry just signaled that dinner is ready."

So I did and we went off to dinner.

After dinner I went back to my room and took a shower with enema. I couldn't leave old disagreements hanging in the air between us when I left. Sex was in the air. I dressed in my pajamas. It still felt weird to wear them, but since Prince Ali has provided them and I was living in someone else's home it was good manners to wear them.

I walked over to Bill's room and found him sitting in the recliner wearing just his pajama bottoms watching television. His eyes switched from the screen and focused on me as I walked up to the chair, climbed in his lap and lay my head on his shoulder.

"Well hello to you to."

"I hope I am not disturbing you."

"Of course you are, but not in the way you meant."

"I like this. I like cuddling. I know we cuddle all of the time, but most of the time it is you sitting in my lap."

We stayed in that position for five minutes before I started nibbling at his neck and tweaking his nipples. Damn, he was a hunk and I loved exploring his body and the way he reacted. My hand caressed his chest and stomach muscles and I felt my cock stirring. I had a thing for hard, lean stomachs and hard, defined well developed chests and his certainly fit the bill.

I licked at his Adams apple, kissed it and then and kissed my way over his chin to his mouth. I took his face in my hands and kissed his mouth gently, lovingly and tenderly. It was not a sex kiss like the French kisses we exchanged in the throes of passion, but rather me trying to express my profound love for this big hunk. I felt tears leaking down my cheeks.

I moved up his face kissing his nose, eye lids, forehead and then indiscriminately anywhere I could. He must have been as affected as I was, because my mouth found the tears running down his cheeks. Finally I lay my head back on his shoulder and I lay there stroking his chest.

"Wow, not that I mind, but what brought that on?"

"Because I really do love you, not just the sex and I wanted you to know that, not to just say it." I said, as I hugged him with my arm that's wasn't pinned to his body

He sat there trying to control his tears, to pretend that he wasn't crying, but the erratic breathing and the shivering of his body betrayed him.

I rose up and kissed away the tears streaming down his cheeks. He put his arms around me and hugged. He opened his eyes and my face was right in front of him.

"You know you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you;" he kissed me just as tenderly and lovingly as I had kissed him.

I had to shift positions because with his hard cock pressing my ass it was like sitting on a rock. In moving I pressed against his cock.

"Oh fuck, you are driving me to distraction," he said.

"Good," I said, "stay right there."

I got up, pulled his pants off, stripped, got the lube and a condom from the bedside table, lubed up my ass, put the condom on his beautiful cock and lubed it up. Then I had to get a towel from the bathroom to wipe of my hands. Then I got back on his lap and with no pajamas in the way his cock slid right up my ass as I got back in position with my head on his shoulder.

"Oh fuck," he moaned as his cock slid all the way up my ass.

"Is that better?" I asked as I licked his earlobe and inside his ear.

"Oh God, I love having my cock inside you."

"It's fantastic for me also," I said interrupting what he was about to say.

"You are doing this on purpose aren't you? You know with your body a dead weight in my lap I can't fuck you even with my cock up your ass, you vixen.

If you were driving me to distraction before now you are driving me crazy and you know it?"

I ran my hand up and down his torso reveling in the play of muscles under my fingers, turned his head and slowly kissed him again.

"I am going to have an orgasm in a couple of minutes anyway, so if you don't want to get fucked just sit there. It's your loss."

"Don't you dare, I yelped," as I struggled to get out of his lap.

He had to pull me off his cock and assist me with a push before I could up.

I straddled his waist facing toward him to enable me to sit on his cock. My cock waved itself right in front of his face. It had been ignored all of this time but it was hard and erect and covered with pre cum leaking from the urethra opening. Bill leaned forward and took half the length of it in his mouth and licked at it in his mouth and then he went down on it all the way and began rhythmically sucking me.

"Oh God, I love it."

After five minutes I pulled away and said, "My turn."

I positioned his cock at the entrance to my asshole and sat down half way. Bill pushed up and sank his cock to his pubis and then methodically fucked my ass. He put his hands under my buttocks and raised me up to that his glans was barely in my ass and then fucked me with the full length of his cock.

"Oh Jesus, you are a champion fucking fucker. A little faster please. Oh, Oh fuck yeah. Oh man. Fuck me, fuck my ass."

After only a couple of minutes he said, "Do you want to come first?"

"Oh yes please, I'm about to come from your ass fucking anyway."

I pulled up and he enveloped my cock in his hot, wet deep throat and resumed his deep throat sucking of my cock.

I stroked his hair. I refrained from just taking control and face fucking him. This was his blow job if he wanted that he would say so.

"Jesus Christ," I said as my body tensed and I felt my cum rising. I blocked the orgasm as the erotic tension built in my loins.

My whole body was shaking and my muscles tensed as I held off the orgasm. Bill recognized the signs and didn't stop his sucking. Finally I grabbed his head and blew my load.

Oh "fucccccccck," I yelled as I emptied my cock down his throat.

"Oh God, Bill that was so fucking fantastic."

I sat down on his cock and he resumed his relentless pounding of my ass. I could see the signs of impending orgasm in his body-the tension, the shaking of the body, the increase in the speed of his fucking and then he yelled, "Oh God" as he came.

He slumped in the chair. I got up, stripped off the condom, got on my knees and deep throated his cock, licked it coming up and sucked on his glans while I licked it with my tongue.

It was still very sensitive and I knew it.

He writhed in the chair, tried to push me away, but I held on and as the sensitivity decreased he enjoyed my sucking until his cock softened.

"You son-of-a-bitch, you like doing that don't you, even when you know how sensitive the head of my cock is after orgasm?"

"Yep," I grinned, "and if you didn't really lust for my mouth on your cock you could push me away or knock me across the room."

He reached for my face, cupped it in his hands and said, "I could never hurt you," and kissed me.

I got up, went in the bathroom and brought back wet and dry towels and cleaned us up and then I got back in his lap and we cuddled and watched television. I went to sleep there.

I woke up when the alarm went off at five. I rushed to shut it off. I guess Bill had set it because we were in his bed. He knew I wanted to start early and get out of town before the rush hour started. I was little thoughtful things like that that made me love him.

He mumbled, "Drive carefully and call if you need anything or just call to let me know you are alright," and turned over and went back to sleep.

I went back to my room, took a bath and an enema, got dressed, picked up my weekender bag and was going to silently slip out the door. I smelled bacon and eggs and coffee as I approached the kitchen.

Henry said, "Good morning sir, I knew you would slip out without breakfast so I took the liberty. If you would sit down, I will serve. Here is your orange juice."

"You shouldn't have, Henry but thank you," I said as I sat down.

My eyes teared up, but I knew if I got emotional Henry would get upset and it would spoil his surprise, so I just suppressed my emotions and enjoyed my breakfast.

"Now you don't have to stop at one of those dreadful fast food places. Have a good trip sir."

"Thank you, Henry," I said as I walked out the door.

I was away before 6:00 and avoided most of the morning rush hour.

I planned to stop at the college town where I had spent the night with Bobby Richmond almost 2 years before to see how he was getting along. He probably wasn't still there or if he was he probably wouldn't even remember who he was. Maybe it was nostalgia but I felt that I had to try to see him again.

When I got to the college, I asked three students if they knew him. The third one knew him and told me what dorm he was in.

He also said, "He may not be there any longer. He was expelled and he may have left already."

"Why was he expelled?"

"He is gay and was anonymously "outed" by someone to the Administration. Being gay is an offense against God in this place and is an expellable offense."

The dorm wasn't hard to find. I parked at the curb, went in and checked the dorm directory to find what room he was in.