Date: Wed, 08 Mar 2006 16:10:18 -0500 From: S. Teller Subject: A Life Worth Living - Chapter 9 A Life Worth Living - Chapter 9 Disclaimer - If reading erotic fiction offends you, Don't Read This. If you're not sure what erotic fiction is, Don't Read This. The characters portrayed in this piece may possibly resemble persons living or dead, but every effort has been made to protect the identity of participants by changing names, places, and dates. If you think you recognize yourself here, you are mistaken. This is written solely for the entertainment of those who enjoy reading literature of this sort. That said, let's proceed... Kay and I had our "little talk" on Wednesday and began "going steady" the same day. We exchanged class rings, her class of 65, me class of 66 and we became an "item" at school. My "boy" friends asked if this meant I had gone straight and I assured them that none of that would change. When I told Mr. C about it he asked basically the same and when I assured him Kay and I had discussed our respective tastes about such things, he understood. "I know the young lady and have always been impressed with her quiet intelligence", said Mr. C. "I suspect she could handle the knowledge of what we're doing here if you choose to share that with her. You might want to leave out the part about the money, but I'm not personally concerned about her discretion if you aren't.". I had thought about this since she wanted to watch sometime but had been hesitant about suggesting it to Mr. C, and really didn't know how to approach the subject with him. Now Mr. C had made the suggestion himself. I told him how she wanted to watch and maybe join in sometime. He told me he enjoyed performing occasionally but maybe Paul would be a better subject for that. I haven't really written about Paul yet so let me tell you a little about him. Mr. C had hired me ostensibly to be a yard person. In reality Paul was Mr. C's yard man. He lived in a section of the house where it rambled around behind the pool; had a bedroom, sitting room and separate kitchen although he and Mr. C ate together quite often. Paul was 24 years old, biracial, oriental and black. He stands 6 feet 2 inches, weighs in around 200 pounds, broad muscular shoulders, tight waist, dark intelligent eyes, black hair leaning more toward his black parent than the oriental although both contributed to the coloration. Paul had medium dark skin and true to the oriental side, very little body hair, mostly just a nice thick pubic bush that sat at the base of a solid and thick nine inch dick. The most unusual thing about all this was Paul was a native speaking Dominican. Mr. C had employed him when he was eighteen years old and he had been laid off from the job that had brought him to the US the same year. He was faced with going back to the Dominican Republic and had been doing odd jobs awaiting a deportation court hearing. Mr. C had hired him for a couple of days and decided to give him a permanent job. His part of the house was an accommodation to the fact that Mr. C hadn't known he liked men when he hired him... or maybe he hadn't, maybe being hired was the catalyst for his swinging that way. At any rate, within three or four months of being hired Mr. C and Paul were sleeping together on occasion and having sex regularly. After I came to work for Mr. C a couple of weeks later he introduced me to Paul. I was totally infatuated by his dark almond shaped eyes, high cheek bones, dark smooth skin, muscular frame, and absolutely erotic accent. Of course that nine inch dick was nice too, but he was a full package deal and I could see what Mr. C liked about him... he was beautiful and so sexy it made your heart skip a beat. Mr. C had suggested just then that I bring Kay into a threesome with Paul and I thought it was a great idea. It was the deep South though in the mid 60's. This was something that couldn't be talked about as well as wouldn't be. If something happened later between Kay and I (it never did) then the fact of what she had done would be worse from a societal standpoint than what I had done. Mr. C and I spent a couple of hours sucking and fucking that day. He was pretty turned on and when I asked him why he told me Jake and John were coming over the next day and had really good news. That was a euphemism for a big check for Mr. C and a pretty good one for me. I talked to Kay on the phone that evening and told her I had to do yard work the next afternoon so it would be Friday night before we could get together. She told me she had been with Karen again that afternoon and had made the suggestion about the dance. Karen had hesitated, she said, but finally agreed when she told her I would leave the two of them alone after the dance. She hadn't told her anything about what Kay and I had discussed about her having Karen while I had the guy I set up her date with. That could come later or be a surprise at the time. She asked what I had done that afternoon after school. I told her I had spent a couple of hours with a friend. That was our code for me being out fucking with another guy. She wanted me to tell her all about it so, without disclosing names. I whispered the details as , she told me, she masturbated. I never even knew this was "phone sex" until years later. I also told her I probably had a guy lined up who was discreet and trustworthy who would play with both of us. She told me we needed to delay that for about forty five days. Kay turned eighteen years old in a couple of more weeks and, she told me, when she did she was going to go to the health department and get a prescription for birth control pills so we wouldn't have to use a rubber. She said if we waited on the other thing then we could do that when she was safe. I agreed and told her I'd work it out. Next day I went back to Mr. C's after school... oh, by the way... Kay and I did see each other at school every day so these evenings out weren't being neglectful. We got plenty of "face time" and managed to get in a little heavy making out in the car either at lunch or after school for a few minutes. We liked to get each other turned on nicely before we went off to play with our other friends. She and I were made for each other...anyway, I was at Mr. C's. John and Jake had arrived earlier in the day, the three of them and Paul were out at the pool when I arrived. Everybody was naked so I just shed my clothes in my room and joined them. The party had started earlier and everybody was going good. I could always get it up easily so it wasn't hard to pick up where they already were. Jake was lying back on a deck bench so I went over and began sucking his dick. Holding my head in place, he slowly fucked my face while Paul stood over his head and Jake ate his ass. After a little of this Jake told Paul to fuck me. Paul was to big to fuck Jake or John either one, he had tried and it was to much for them. Mr. C and I could both handle him though and I usually climaxed when he fucked me. I straddled the bench and leaned forward to give Paul easy access. He lubed up his dick and was in to the hilt in about three strokes. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back with him as he pulled me onto his lap. Firmly planted in my rectum, he short stroked quickly, raising my arousal at a frightening pace... I began to moan, my dick was quivering and beginning to throb pre climax. Jake leaned over, trapped me deep in his mouth as Paul gave one deep hard lunge, causing my balls and prostate to empty as completely as they could. I shot a load that should have knocked Jakes head off. It felt like Paul's dick was coming out the end of my dick... He grabbed my balls and squeezed hard, the pain heightening the climax even more. As I climaxed I felt Paul filling my bowels with his cum, slicking up my insides and leaking out as he fucked away. The three of us stayed there for a couple of minutes enjoying it. Jake leaned up and kissed me, I stood up, pulling off Paul's enormous tool; I turned around and leaned to him with a deep warm kiss, we shared it for a minute or more, both enthralled by the sexual gratification we had shared. We all went in and cleaned up, Mr. C had been working on a light dinner for us all. As we ate Jake got the business end of the day. He gave Mr. C an investment profit check then gave me one. A few weeks before when he had visited Jake had asked me to trust him with three thousand dollars so he could make what he considered a good investment that would yield a large return. I had over ten thousand dollars in the bank then and since he had never lost money on the investments, I gave him the money. He told me a week or so later that it was in "penny stock"... then explained. Startup capital for a new company or a company undergoing expansion. It was actually a nickel a share and he had bought stock in a computer company and a pharmaceutical company. A total of sixty thousand shares. We were kidding around now... he had a check for me but wouldn't give it to me... "Suck my dick", he said, sliding down in his chair and shaking his dick at me. Grinning I leaned over and sucked his dick... "Did you make me that much money", I asked. "Yep... in fact, suck Johns dick". I did.. "You must have done real good", I said as I took John's dick out of my mouth. "Yep... now suck Paul's dick", which I promptly did. We had played the suck my dick for the money game before, including sucking both Jake and John... but never a third person. I sucked Paul for a minute and came up for air. "Now suck Mr. C". I was getting excited now. This was unprecedented. I suspected he had made me and us a lot of money. Coming off of Mr. C's dick I went back to Jake. Getting on my knees in front of his chair I said, "This is just for you since I know this is something really special just for me.". I started sucking him off and wouldn't quit until he climaxed in my mouth, which took a few minutes. When I finished him off he was collapsed in the chair sweating. I licked his balls and came up and sucked his nipples hard. Coming on up to him I kissed him deeply and reached for the envelope. He let me have it with a smile. Then he began to speak. "As you know we bought sixty thousand shares with the money you gave me. Thirty thousand each of the computer stock and the drug company stock. They both opened at five cents a share and in ten days each peaked. The drug company went to two dollars a share and is still climbing slowly. Frank, you made 60 thousand dollars on the drug company. The computer stock on the other hand went to $3.50 dollars a share. I sold it at that and it's started dropping. Frank, you made over 100 thousand dollars on that one. Frank, you made a total of 165 thousand dollars on the investment.", he continued as my head spun. "I kept out thirty thousand to reinvest for you and cut a check for 130 thousand. Frank, right now, at sixteen years old you're richer than most people will be in their lifetime. The money I kept will continue to grow, I have some more penny stocks and some good solid blue chip investments for you. We'll have to talk about the tax liability you have, but I'll handle that for you too. The bank deposit will be a little difficult so I've set up a separate account for you at a bank in Atlanta. No one can withdraw money but you but anyone can deposit. Also you can write checks on it. I have a checkbook for you in my briefcase.". I was grinning ear to ear with the realization that I was rich rich rich... "Thank you thank you thank you... do you want anything else... I'll do just about anything for you right now... want to cum again... I'll suck your dick again, or you can fuck me". I would have done anything for him right then. "No Frank, you've been great as usual. If you want to do something special then figure out some way to come to Birmingham and spend a weekend with me, maybe this Summer. We can have some fun and I'll introduce you to some of my friends.". "Somehow I'll be there ", I said. Let's plan on it. In the next little while we finished up the business aspect. I signed the check to be deposited, he gave me the check book and I wrote a check for a thousand dollars which he cashed out of his pocket so I'd have some pocket money. This was unusual, I was the "call boy" yet I was writing him a check... except he had just given me well over a hundred thousand dollars. Life works in mysterious ways. I left Mr. C's that night about eleven o'clock and got home a few minutes later. While showering before going to bed I considered some of the things I could do with the money... except Jake had as good as told me there would be lots more from the thirty thousand he had kept to invest. If 3 thousand can turn into a hundred thousena, what could he do with thirty thousand ? I went to sleep that night thinking of Kay and what we could do in life with that much money. Saturday during the day I had to "work" at the house in the city nearby, but maybe I'll give that up since I have all the spending money I need for a long time. Got to see about that. Saturday night Kay and I will go out and then spend the day together Sunday. Spring holiday is week after next, maybe a trip to Panama City. I can even quit the restaurant... Off to sleep... Friday started off bright... at least it was to me. I kept my secret well, didn't discuss it with anyone. After school I went to the shopping center and to Zale's, the jewelry store. I bought Kay a diamond necklace, almost half a carat on a 14 carat gold chain. It cost me over $600 dollars, but really, what did I care. I had money and I was making more every day. I picked Kay up about 7 that evening and we went to a movie. After the movie we went to one of the "hang outs", sat in the car and watched the other kids cruise by, we were planning to go somewhere alone later. "I got something special for you to wear with your dress to the dance", I started. "Oh, you didn't have to buy me anything", she replied. "What is it ?". "You're my girl now so you can get the benefits of that. You know, nobody has ever been in the place you are right now.". I took out the jewelry box, wrapped in white paper and gave it to her. She quickly tore it open. Lifting the top of the box, she caught her breath when she saw the necklace. "This is beautiful. Is it a real diamond ? It can't be. A real diamond this size would cost hundreds, but it's beautiful anyway. I love it, Thank you so much and it will look good with my dress. I'm wearing lime green because it looks so good with my red hair.". "Let me assure you it's quite real, and quite expensive, but the cost doesn't matter, you're worth every penny and a whole lot more.". She looked questioningly at me. "Where did you get the money ?". "It's a long story, want to hear it ?". Smiling because the "long story" was a joke between us. Neither of us could give a short answer to a question of any sort if there was a story to go with it that would elaborate and entertain. "I have all night if you do", she said. ... I did too. "Let's go somewhere and get comfortable and I'll tell you.". I cranked up the GTO and we left. We went over to Mr. C's. He had gone to Savannah for the weekend and Paul was in Atlanta. I had asked if I could bring Kay to the house and he agreed. We pulled around behind the house about 9:30. Kay started to ask something but I stopped her with a kiss. "Just wait, you'll understand in a few minutes." We went in, turned on some lights, got a coke from the refrigerator and I led her to my room. When I told her it was my room, she started to question again, but I once again stopped her with a kiss. We undressed each other, kissing frequently and long... in a few minutes we were both naked, her pale beautiful body eager for us to couple. I turned down the bed and we slid in. I put on a rubber first, took her in my arms and we began a long gentle seduction and foreplay. Fifteen minutes later she was in a frenzied state as I mounted her and slid my dick into her wet, warm, tight pussy. As soon as I was deep inside her she began climaxing, I followed shortly and we lay there in each others arms kissing and loving being inside each other. "Well.. I began...still clutched in her warmth here's how it is...,".... and I told her about Mr. C and his friends first. The only part I left out was being paid for the sex. I told her that I made a lot of money in tips on my part time jobs and Mr. C was very generous paying when I did his yard work or when I helped out the other guy who did it sometimes. She said, "I guess he could be generous. After all, he was getting his yard done and having sex with the yard boy.". She was saying this with a smile, not at all accusatorily. "He would probably have paid you without you having to do the mowing". "Yeah he probably would have, and actually did a few times, but rest assured, I worked for it and enjoyed it as much as he did. I trust you'll say nothing to anyone about this.". "Oh no... I won't ever mention it. This is just between us, but I would like to get to know Mr. C better. I had him for a class once. He was kind of quiet, but really a "hunk" for his age. All the girls kind of had fantasies about him. Do you think he'd like to do it with a girl ?". "You thinking of volunteering ?", I asked laughing a little. "Of course... you've made me a hot little slut. I might as well fuck the people you've been fucking. Really though, yes, if it`s OK with you and he wants to I`d love to fuck him". "Well, I don't mind. That's part of the deal between us. You're your own person and so am I. Our commitment is to one another on the emotional and spiritual level. Sex is to enjoy so if you want Mr. C, or Karen, or any other guy or girl all you have to do is say so. Just no secrets and communicate about what you want and what you do. I'll do the same. We might be able to help each other out. Hey, we're not talking about philosophy now though. There's more to this story than the sex, but speaking of sex, since my dick is hard, and it's already inside you, let's fuck for a few minutes and then I'll tell you the rest.". She climbed on top this time and bounced up and down on my dick until she climaxed a couple of more times. Then climbing off, she pulled off the rubber (it was full anyway) and proceeded to suck my dick and fondle my balls til I shot a load in her mouth. Coming up and sharing the cum with me in a nice kiss, she told me to continue. She got up, dug into her purse and pulled out some cigarettes for us. Lighting up, I continued. I told her about Mr. C introducing me to Jake and John. I mentioned Paul briefly, not wanting to spoil the surprise later when he joined us in bed. I told her how Jake had asked me for a few hundred dollars to invest when I was 15 and saving for my car. I told her how I had given it to him and he had returned it, first hundreds at a time, then thousands. I told her about my saving account that mom and dad knew about with a couple of thousand in it after buying the car. Then I told her about the other one Mr. C had helped me set up that had over ten thousand dollars in it. She was amazed about the ten thousand, whistling softly (as she was rubbing my dick with one hand and smoking a cigarette with the other). I then told her about the recent investment success. I explained about the "penny stocks" and how they went up astronomically compared to their original price. She asked just how much money I had made on that and I told her about the 165 thousand and leaving thirty thousand with Jake to invest. She was in shock... couldn't believe what she was hearing... a very good adult job, wage earner and family provider made 18 or 20 thousand a year. Most families lived on 10 to 15. I was had 10 times that much at my disposal. I explained to her about Jake still having 30 thousand and his promise to make us both a lot more money. "What I have now is only the tip of the iceberg according to Jake. He says he can make me as much money as I would ever want or spend. I'm not saying this to try to impress you. I've never told anyone about this and really need to have a friend and lover who knows and understands and will be with me. I'd love for that person to be you. We couldn't do much with the money for a few more years, until I'm old enough to manage it myself. Right now it kind of has to stay hidden, but after high school, I want to go away to college and I can start to use some of it then. Are you with me...?". "Frank, I've never been so with you ! You had me at hello, then you turned out to be a considerate and passionate lover, then you turned out to be and understanding and open minded friend and lover, now it turns out you're rich. What more could a girl ever want in life except love, and I feel like I'll truly be in love with you someday soon. I feel the infatuation of "love at first sight", but know that's not necessarily real. I'm with you forever if you want me to be.". "I want you to be ! I know what you mean about not knowing the meaning of the feelings I have right now. I've never talked about what I've been doing the last couple of years with anyone. I think we can make it and if anything ever does start to change that we need to talk about it before it happens.". That all said, she knew the story now and knew it would go on. She wanted me to fuck her again so we went back to my bed and we "made love" together. We left after straightening up my room and turning off all the lights about 2 AM. I took her home, kissed her goodnight at the door and went home myself. I decided tomorrow would be the last day I would work at the house up the road. And it was... To be continued. Hope you're enjoying it so far. There's a lot of history between then and now so if you like the story, write and tell me about it.