Date: Sat, 22 Sep 2012 17:09:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: Cant Tellyouyet <chefinthewild@yahoo.com>
Subject: Size does matter part X for the gay adult friends section

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	Size Does Matter (To Me)


	Part X: Tonight I'm feelin' no pain And it's alright if you don't
know my name



	Alex slammed the phone down.  Standing up he yelled out, "Everyone
in the conference room now!"  Grabbing a folder out of his desk he stopped
at the fax machine on his way in.  Stepping up to the board at the front he
place several pictures up on it.  "OK guys I've got good news and bad news.
The good news, the F.B.I. had a match to the DNA and knife used in
Jessica's murder."  A murmur spread through the room.

	Herb leaned against the door into the room his face going dark.
"Well out with it boy.  Whats the bad news?"

	Alex pointed to a rough sketch.  "This is as close as the F.B.I.
have gotten to finding this guy.  He killed three others before he got
here."

	Conner raised a hand before standing to speak.  "So we have a
serial killer on our hands?  How could we have not known about other
murders like this in our area?"

	Nodding Alex pointed to Conner.  "Very good question.  The other
murders happened six hours away in the Metro Detroit area.  There was no
way we could have connected them till the F.B.I. was able to match up the
DNA and the knife with marks they found on the other bodies."

	Herb stepped forward he had his own questions.  "Is there any
connection between the victims?  There are only two reasons I can see for a
serial killer to travel this far.  Either the victims knew him or each
other.  Or he knew law enforcement was onto him and had to get away."

	Alex shook his head.  "There was no connection found between the
first three victims.  But there was a witness to the third murder.  A
rather drunk guy saw the end of it.  He got away with a nasty knife wound
to the leg, this sketch is the closest he could give for a description."

	Herb sat down and pulled out a note pad.  Doing this he was showing
that Alex was in charge.  Whatever Alex did with his week off had done the
trick.  Herb was proud to see the old Alex back.  "Tell us about the
victims."

	"The first was almost three years ago.  She was thirty three and
assistant director of human resources for a IT temp agency.  She was found
in her office.  The poor woman had been tortured.  Several of her fingers
had been cut off prior to her throat being cut.  She fought back and bit
her attacker.  They found skin in her teeth.  The knife marks on her hands
matched the knife we found.  Her office was also torn apart.  So the killer
was looking for something."

	Conner interrupted, "Wait there is one connection.  Jessica was
attacked where she worked.  And she was beaten brutally, so maybe he was a
client or one of the bar patrons."

	Alex shook his head.  "That was one of the first things the Detroit
police did.  All of the company's clients checked out.  Besides the other
two victims were very different.  The second victim was a college student.
He was raped before he was strangled to death."

	One of the deputies in the back spoke up.  "Wait it was a guy and
he was raped?"

	"Yes, his friends said that he went out to a club and it wasn't
unusual for him to go home with a stranger.  Yet he was found in a park
behind some bushes.  His clothes were torn off and obvious signs of rape.
There was semen in his rectum and it matched our attacker."  Alex had to
stop for a moment and take a drink.  This was hitting a little to close to
home for him.

	Some one else spoke up.  "You said he was strangled.  Did the
Detroit Police have any idea why the knife wasn't used?"

	"The guys friends told the police he enjoyed rougher sex including
breath play.  They think the death may have been an accident."  Alex
stopped to take another drink.

	Herb looked concerned, "You didn't say how far apart the attacks
were."

	"Sorry, like I said the first was almost three years ago the second
was just over a year later.  The third was only six months ago.  He was
forty and at a party to celebrate his tenth wedding anniversary.  His wife
said he stepped outside to smoke a cigarette.  She was having a good time
and didn't realize he hadn't come back till one of the guests stumbled back
into the restaurant with blood pouring out of his leg.  Her best guess was
it took less then twenty minutes."

	Conner raised his hand again, "We have an office worker, a gay
college student, a straight married man, then Jessica.  This makes no sense
what so ever.  Serial killers always follow a pattern.  These murders are
completely random.  What did the Detroit police find out about the third
victim?"

	Alex sighed, "Only that he was an executive for a security company.
He had been stabbed four times in the chest nicking some ribs.  The police
think it was a mugging gone wrong, but nothing had been taken.  Its
believed the drunk guest interrupted before the attacker could take
anything.  He must have cut himself during the attack because they found
some blood at the scene that matched our sample."

	An angry voice came from the back of the room.  "In the end we have
nothing.  What the hell are we supposed to do now?"

	Alex slammed his cast on the table, wincing in pain he growled a
response.  "You're only half right!  We are still going to catch this
bastard!  Just putting this picture up around town will give people a sense
of control and normalcy.  That picture may be vague but we know people saw
him that night.  It may jog some memories, its our best bet."

	Herb stood up and clapped a hand on Alex's shoulder.  "Alex is
absolutely right.  This is our best option.  I want you all out there the
rest of the week give fliers to every business and have them put them
up. Now all of you get back to work!"  Everyone filed out and Alex followed
Herb back to his office.

	Herb offered him a seat.  "You handled that well boy.  I'm glad ta
see you got over you're slump.  Care to tell me how you broke your hand."

	Alex held his cast up and looked at it for a second.  "Well I just
did what you told me to do.  I got into a fight.  Granted it was one sided,
but the message got across."

	Herb laughed, "I wasn't being literal.  I also told you to go on a
trip and get laid.  Why didn't you just do that??"

	Alex grinned, "Who says I didn't do all three.  Don't worry im
going to get to the bottom of this and not let it get to me like that
again."



	A few weeks go by and life goes on.  Shane met with Alex a few
times for dinner and a lunch on a Saturday.  Nothing else happened, they
would just enjoy a meal together then go their separate ways.  With the
Dirty Jug closed Shane ended up babysitting Max Friday nights.  As much as
he thought he would hate having his sister around, it turned out to be
pretty cool.  He looked forward to spending time with Max.  They would
spend their Friday nights playing video games, then every Sunday they went
shopping and would see a movie or go play at a park.  Max had even told him
that Jeff was spending at least one night a week with Trish.  Yet with his
life going so much better he missed playing music for a crowd.  The guys
still got together once a week to play but it just wasn't the same.

	One night on his way home from work Shane saw a sign on the Dirty
Jug saying Grand Reopening This Friday Under New Management.  By the time
he got home his cell was ringing and the caller ID said Jeff.  "Dude make
sure your shit is packed up and ready to go Friday night!"

	Shane sighed into the phone, "Jeff you really need to start off by
telling me why and what shit im packing up.  Maybe even a hello.  I can't
read minds ya know."

	Jeff ignored the jab and rambled on anyway, "We've been asked to
play for the Dirty Jugs reopening.  Turns out the new owner is a big fan
and wants us to play every weekend."

	Jeff could hear the smile in Shane's voice, "That is awesome!  What
is the new owner like?"

	"I don't know I only talked to the bartender, the old staff stuck
around.  Oh and don't worry about Max my mom is going to babysit him.  So
like I said have your shit ready and be at the bar by seven o'clock."
Before Shane could say anything else Jeff hung up.



	When Shane arrived at the Dirty Jug the place was packed.  It was
obvious some updates had taken place.  All the tables and chairs were
replaced.  The fixtures were shiny and new and the place was a bit
brighter.  The bathrooms were redone and the whole place was cleaner then
any bar Shane had ever seen.  He found Jeff and Trish sitting at the end of
the bar.  "Wow the new owner really went all out.  Where is he I want to
thank him for letting us play?"

	Trish hopped off her stool and wrapped Shane in a big hug.  "Ah
shucks little brother you really like it?"  She snapped her fingers and
called for the bartender.  "Get my little brother here a beer and make sure
the band gets whatever they want."

	He slid a beer down their way with a wink, "Sure thing boss lady."

	Shane looked back and forth between Trish and Jeff his jaw on the
floor.  "Boss lady?  You bought the bar?  When the fuck did that happen?"

	Trish almost fell off her stool she was laughing so hard.  "I put
an offer down the day after the party.  I would have had it open sooner but
for me to take over it needed to be brought up to code.  That and just all
the paper work for all the licenses were a nightmare."  She clinked her
bottle to his.  "Here's to new beginnings."  She took a sip of her beer but
Shane downed his.  Before he could finish it a hand clapped down on his
shoulder.  Surprised he dropped the bottle and it smashed on the floor.

	"Whoa there little man.  Have you had to many already?  Do I need
to take you home?"  Alex's big paw of a hand rubbed down Shane's back as he
stepped around to face him.  He was still in his uniform.

	Shane shrugged him off and steadied himself, "No you asshole!  You
scared the shit out of me. Never grab me like that again!"  If Shane hadn't
been so pissed at that moment he would have had a hard on seeing Alex in
that tight uniform.

	Alex held up his hands in surrender.  "Sorry I can't help myself
sometimes.  I see a hot guy like you and its hard to keep my hands to
myself."

	Shane's face turned to horror.  Jeff spit out the beer he was
drinking.  "Really Alex here?  Now?  I know you're all out and proud now
but do you have to hit on my guitarist right in front of me."  Trish never
stopped laughing through the whole triad.  It got to the point she did fall
off her stool.

	Shane stormed off to the stage to set up.  Alex took his stool.
"Give me your honest opinion.  Do you think he's so pissed off he won't
talk to me tonight?"

	Trish shrugged her shoulders, "Who knows.  I've never seen him mad
like that before.  Best bet is to give him some space."


	Later that night at closing time Alex walked up to Shane. Looking
downcast he gave his best puppy dog eyed impression. "Sorry about earlier.
I just wanted to surprise you not scare you.  I really like you and I'll do
anything to make it up to you."

	A dark look came over Shane.  He motioned with his finger for Alex
to lean in closer.  He whispered into Alex's ear "Anything huh?  OK I'll
meet you at your place in fifteen minutes.  When I get there you better be
wearing nothing but your skives.  Got it?"

	Alex grinned, "Yes sir!" came out of him at a bark and he saluted
before rushing out the door.

	Trish stopped Shane at the door.  "Shane I know what you went
through before.  Just take it easy with this guy don't rush into anything
you're not ready for."

	Shane gave her a kiss on the cheek.  "Don't worry sis I'm on top of
this.  If anything you should be worrying more about him tonight."


	Arriving at Alex's he found the door open.  Going in there was a
trail of Alex's uniform leading up the stairs.  Walking into the bedroom
Alex was laying on his stomach spread eagle wearing only a pair of tighty
whities.  Alex's gun belt hung from a hook on the wall sans gun.

	Shane took off all his clothes and picked up the handcuffs and
nightstick hanging on the belt.  He wasn't sure if this would work with
Alex's hand in a cast.  He sat on the side of the bed, taking the
nightstick he ran it up Alex's leg.  When he reach his ass he gave it a
thwack.  Not too hard but enough to surprise Alex.  His hands reached back
on instinct to protect himself.  Shane used the opportunity and placed the
hand cuffs on him.  Luck was with him tonight the cuff just got around the
cast. Locking with just one click.  Alex looked back confusion on his face.

	"You said you would do anything.  Now your mine to do with as I
please.  So I am going to lay here and you are going to please me any way
you can using only your mouth."  Shane laid back and put his hands behind
his head.  "Get to work big guy your got some pleasing to do."

	Alex wiggled his way over and tried to kiss Shane.  All he got was
an ear when Shane turned his head away.  Grunting he worked his way licking
across Shane's neck.  He began sucking thinking 'two can play at this
game,' he sucked harder pulling away.  The big red spot left behind would
leave a beautiful huge hickey.

	As much as he was enjoying this the handcuffs were getting
uncomfortable.  So he worked his way down taking a moment at both nipples.
Giving a little tug at some chest hairs and the thick treasure trail
leading to that nice cock.  He gave it a long slow lick on his way down to
Shane's balls.  Nuzzling and sucking on them getting them all wet and
slippery.  He loved Shane's musky scent, he rutted like a pig digging for
truffles.  His tongue went lower and lower seeking out Shane's hole.

	At first Shane didn't know what to think, he had never been rimmed
before.  It felt good but so far anything involving his ass had hurt
before.  Todd wasn't much for any kind of prep and rarely used any lube
other then what spit Shane could get on his dick.  The new sensations were
sending shivers up his spine.

	He grabbed Alex by the hair and pulled him up.  "Get on my cock now
I need to cum!"  Alex stuck out his tongue and dove onto Shane's dick
swallowing it whole.  He used his throat to massage the head.  Bobbing his
head up and down he sucked as hard as he could.  Without warning his mouth
was filled with that honey sweet cum.  He had to swallow the first few
blasts then savored the rest.  Alex rolled onto his side and laid his head
in Shane's lap so he could nurse on that dick as it went limp.

	Pushing Alex off Shane got up and went to get the keys.  Shane had
gotten one cuff off when Alex spoke.  "Easy there little man, maybe next
time not so tight."

	Shane scowled, "Ya know im kinda getting sick of being called
little man all the time.  Keep it up and I'll just have to punish you
again."

	Alex smirked, "Oh really little man, just how would you punish me?"

	That was a mistake.  Shane leaned down and kissed Alex as he took
the hand still cuffed and attached it to the bed post.  Backing away he
waved the keys, "Maybe something like this."  He got dressed leaving Alex
cuffed to the bed with a raging hard on threatening to burst from the
precum soaked briefs.  "I will leave these with Mini.  If she really does
love you then you can get her to bring them to you.  As for that hard on,
you are not to touch it till you arrive at my house Sunday at six for
dinner."

	Alex laid there shocked, his mouth hanging open.  "You're kidding
right?  I can't walk around for the next two days with a hard on and blue
balls.  It's not exactly easy to hide."

	"I didn't say you couldn't get off I just said you can't touch your
dick.  I'm sure you can use your imagination if you need to get off that
bad."  With a wave he was racing down the stairs.  He stopped at the back
door and let Mini in, and attached Alex's keys to her collar.  And just to
be a little mean he filled her food bowl so she would be a bit distracted
before Alex could call to her.

	Half an hour after getting home Shane got a text on his phone.  It
was from Alex.  "If Sunday is going to be anything like tonight I can bring
more toys ;}"



	Wow part X done.  Seriously didn't think I would get this far but
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those comments coming.  The song from the last chapter title was "To Be
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wonder how old the guys are that read my story.  So if you could let me
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