Date: Thu, 14 Aug 2014 10:25:50 -0500 From: Ed Louis Subject: Weekend Fishing Trip, Gordy - Life Goes On This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to any real person (s) is purely coincidental. The story contains consensual sexual behavior between adult men and in some situations, have unprotected sex. I urge everyone to practice safe sex. Sex is wonderful but not worth dying for. If you are underage or object to the subject matter, please leave now. ADDITIONALLY, IF YOU ENJOY THIS STORY AND OTHER STORIES FOUND ON THIS SITE, I URGE YOU TO DONATE TO NIFTY, TODAY. FAST FORWARD TWO YEARS: "Well, babe, I guess that is it, all your things are packed in the moving van." Logan said. I was standing in the middle of the empty room, looking around, remembering the good times I had in this house, sad, but at the same time, glad to be moving on to the next chapter of my life. I had tears flowing down my face as I recalled the happy times shared with Mom, Dad, and Jess in this very room. "Regrets?" Logan asked. "Absolutely not, no regrets ever, how could I?" "I am happier than I have ever been in my life." "All this joy is because of you, Logan, you are my reason for breathing, I love you so much." "Let's go before the new owners come." We walked out the from door just as the moving van pulled away. I turned to look at the house one last time. Logan and his crew had done a super job with the remodeling, inside and out. Of course, having connections, the work was done at a minimal cost to me. The selling price had almost doubled from what I had it listed for 3 years ago. "I wish Mother had been able to see the changes we made before she passed." "But, at least she got to meet you, see me happy and she loved you, Logan, she really did." "Now, if I can just find Jess, damn that sister of mine." "She doesn't even know Mother has died." Logan suggested we go out to the west coast to see if we could track her down, maybe find the commune she lived in the last time I was out there. "We will find her, babe, I promise you." he said. "Come on, we need to get a move on it before the movers get to our new house." I said. "I feel like a newlywed moving into our first home." About a year ago, we decided to build a new house on some land Logan had bought to develop, but decided we would keep it natural, with only our house on the property. And what a house it is. The design is all ours, every detail custom, no other like it. The one thing I insisted on was a huge bathroom and shower to rival what was in Logan's old house. I had a smile on my face the entire way to our home. Thinking over the last two years, so much had happened. My brief love affair and breakup with Greg, my new job, Mom's passing and most importantly, falling deeply in love with Logan. It has been a roller coaster ride, which by the way, I love roller coasters. Driving over the backroads, rolling hills, wooded, beautiful country, I am amazed I agreed to living this remote?I am basically a city boy, but hey, you have to keep it new and exciting. I was pleased we arrived ahead of the movers. I wanted to experience walking into our new home alone, be able to hug and kiss my man without disapproving, macho eyes. We parked in the spacious 3 car garage. Logan headed to the U room door, but I stopped him. "What?" he asked. I pulled him towards the garage door, then to the wrap-around front porch. Once we were on the porch at the front door, I picked Logan up, opened the door and took him across the threshold. Inside, I kissed him, "Welcome home, my love." Both of us were emotional, but extremely happy. "I love you, Logan McKee." "This place we designed and built is a testament to our commitment, our love for each other." Logan kissed me harder, saying nothing, but I could feel the power of his love flowing though my body. "I want to make love to you right now." he said. "But, I guess that would be too much of a shock for the movers!" We both laughed. "Well, except that one big guy?did you see the arms on him?" "He kept looking at my crotch and adjusting his package." "I bet with little effort we could fuck him." I said. Logan said I was probably right. "I don't want to fuck him, but let's have some fun with him." "Like what?" I asked. "When he is alone in the room with us, I will grab your crotch, maybe even put my hands in your pants, you do the same to me." "We can stop, act surprised he noticed, but say nothing." "He will probably cum in his shorts!" With that said, there was a knock on the door. It was the movers. There wasn't much to unload, just some antiques of Mom's, china, crystal, sliver, kitchen items, etc. Plan in action when the big guy, Perry, was in the room with us. I saw him lick his lips, but neither of us said a word. He adjusted his crotch several times and I noticed it was swelling quite a bit. I laughed to Logan, "He is going to bust one soon, I bet." Cruel, I know, but fun. After everything was unloaded and unpacked, I wrote a check for the movers. "Here you go, Perry." I said as I handed him the check. He shook my hand, "It's Butch, I don't like to be called Perry." "Ok, Butch, thank you very much for a fine job, we will definitely recommend your company." He thanked me, "If you need anything more, don't hesitate to call." He winked at me, then left. I burst out laughing, "You know, I have a feeling we haven't seen the last of Butch." Logan agreed. I took his hand and headed towards the deck, which is an extension of the wrap-around porch. The house is multi level, built on a hillside, overlooking a beautiful wooded area. I had my arm around Logan, pulling him in to my body tightly. It was totally quiet, except for the wind gently blowing through the trees, yet the silence spoke volumes. I don't know how long we stood there, but it was quite a while. Eventually, I kissed Logan and gave his ass a little squeeze. "Here on the deck, or inside?" Logan asked. "Here!" I answered as I moved towards the big chaise we had bought for the deck. Clothes were flying off quickly. I lay back on the chaise, legs spread for easy access. Logan lifted my legs and began licking my balls and ass crack. I reached for his very hard dick, moving the foreskin up and down, which was pumping out copious amounts of pre cum When he could not stand it any longer, he placed the head at my hole and slowly pushed in. The feeling was wonderful. That is one of the things I love about his uncut dick, natural lubrication. I knew he would not last long and I was right. I could feel his hot jizz exploding inside me. He collapsed on my body. "I love your hairy ass, babe." he said. "I can get off just looking at it, touching it, eating it, totally fucking amazing." He rolled off my body and we lay there in the afterglow of great sex. "Oh, shit, babe, you didn't get off yet." Logan said. I was about to tell him it was ok, that I would later, when I heard a deep voice coming from the corner of the house, where the deck meets the porch. "I will be glad to do that for you." It was Butch. Both of us scrambled to our feet, grabbing our clothes. "What the fuck, Butch?" I yelled. "Why the hell are you here invading our privacy?" "I left my dolly here and came back to get it." "No one answered the door, so I came around back and there you were going at it, sorry!" he said. "How fucking long have you been standing there watching us?" Logan asked. Butch looked sheepishly at the deck floor, "I saw the whole thing, God it was so hot!" "I creamed in my shorts and I didn't even touch myself." "Get your fucking dolly and get off our property." I said forcefully. "The fucking nerve!" There was a huge wet spot on Butch's pants. He began apologizing profusely. "Just go!" I yelled. I was pissed that he stood there watching me get fucked, it was embarrassing, I am not an exhibitionist. "Calm down, babe." Logan said. "Come over here, Butch." he commanded. Butch came over near us, but kept his distance in case we decided to pummel him. "Ok, you've seen us, now return the favor, STRIP!" I gave Logan a 'what the fuck' look. Butch slowly began to remove his clothing. My God! What an upper body, huge arms, chest and abs. His tighty-whities were soaked from his orgasm. "Keep going, everything off." Logan ordered. When he dropped his underwear, a nice 7" cut dick snapped up and smacked his abdomen. He stood there, red-faced, saying nothing. Logan continued, "Spin around so we can see all of you." Butch did as he was told. "Bend over and spread your cheeks, I want to see your hole, see if it is fuckable." Once again he did as he was told. He has a hairy ass and a forrest in the crack. "Yeah, I could fuck that, how about you, Gordy?" I fell into the game with Logan, "Yeah, I could do that." Butch stood up, his face had gone from red to ashen. "I have never been fucked before." he said pitifully. I felt sorry for him and eased up on the teasing. "How old are you, Butch?" He said he was 27. I asked, "How long have you known you were gay?" "I suppose since I was 15, maybe 16, but I never really acted on it, always kept it to myself." "Do you have a girlfriend?' I asked. "Yeah, but it is not serious and I don't really enjoy sex with her, no feeling, just mechanical." he answered. He was starting to relax a bit. "Sit down, Butch, you want a beer of something?" He said he would like water, "My mouth is so dry." Logan got up to get us drinks. "Have you done anything with men before, Butch, sucked, fucked, what?" He answered, "Not much at all, exchanged blow jobs with a few guys in high school, jacked off with guys many times since grade school, that's about it, never fucked anyone." "I am not out to anyone, but I am ready to take the next step and be myself." "What do you want from us, Butch?" "I want someone to teach me everything." "I want what you, two have." I asked if he had ever been to a gay bar looking for a hook up. He said he didn't have the nerve to do that. "I am basically a shy man." "Yet you stood there watching Logan and and me making love, then offered to get me off, that doesn't sound like a shy man to me." He said he didn't know what came over him, he guessed he was just caught up in the moment. "I am really sorry about this." Logan came back with the drinks, "What did I miss?" I said nothing much, just that Butch wants someone to teach him about gay sex. "He really has no experience to speak of." "With that body?I don't believe it." Logan said. Butch said it was true. "I have this body because I go to the gym regularly and of course my moving business." I asked if he owned the business. "Yes, I started with the guy that was with me at your house earlier, Doug." "It has been a struggle, but we are finally making money." Logan replied, "Well, in my business, I know a lot of people who will need a good reliable moving company, I certainly will recommend you." "However, this sneaky shit, spying on people, is not acceptable, and you cannot come on to people like you did to us." Butch's face reddened again, "I am so sorry about that, it has never happened before and I promise you it won't happen again." "I guess, I had better go now, I have intruded on you too long." He stood up, looked at his underwear, a soggy, holey mess. By now his erection was deflated. He definitely is a shower, not a grower, it was almost as long flaccid as it was hard. Holding them up, he said, "Guess I can trash these, I am embarrassed." "Yes, throw them away and for God's sake, buy some new ones, sexy ones." "You can't believe how attractive a man is in sexy underwear." I said. "I am too self conscious to go into a men's store to buy sexy underwear, and besides, I wouldn't know what to buy." "Hell, I order my regular stuff from Sears, underwear, socks, etc." I just shook my head, looked at Logan, "We have a lot of work to do here." "Butch, you are a good looking man, you have everything going for you, you just have to take a step out of your comfort zone." "Where do you live?" He said he lived in south county, which is quite a distance from our house. "Are you busy tomorrow?" I asked. "Nope, it's Saturday and I am not working, why?" I said I had an idea, "Logan and I will go shopping with you and help you buy some proper clothing, nothing fancy, we, too, are blue collar men, but we know how to dress well on a budget." "Does that sound good to you?" "Ok with you Logan?' He shook his head, yes. "Sounds great!" he answered warily. "What do you want from me?" I said nothing, "You need help, just like I did once, and we can do that." "Butch, we like you, you are a nice young man, maybe a bit rough around the edges, but a nice man, nonetheless." Logan chimed in. I noticed his eyes brimming with tears. "What time, and where?" he choked out. I gave him the time and location to meet in south county. "We will go from there." "Ok, thanks, guys, but you have to let me buy you a steak or something, you do eat meat, don't you?" I said we did. "You have to ask these days, so many think eating vegetarian is healthier, but I don't." "I am a typical midwesterner, meat and potatoes!" We all laughed. With that said, he shook our hands and said goodbye. I was standing there watching him as he pulled away. "You know, I kinda feel sorry for him, he is a lost puppy." I said. Logan put his arms around me, pulled me into his naked body. "Babe, I thought you were going to suggest we fuck him or something." I looked at him in disbelief, "Not on the first day in our new home, Lo." "In fact I was really pissed we were interrupted." I picked him up, headed to our bedroom, gently lay him on the bed, then crawled into his arms. "Lo, you know I love you and only you, I don't want anyone else, ever." "I have been yours from the day at your house, when Des walked in on us and you told him I was your boyfriend." "Do you remember that?" "Yes, I remember." "After Des left, you said you were my boyfriend for the first time." "I knew it was a big step for you, how cautious you were, you didn't say you loved me until much later." "That brick wall was hard to bring down, but it did come down, one brick at a time." "I loved you long before you loved me." I protested, "No, I loved you, but I was scared of getting hurt again." I was looking deep into his eyes, "Logan, I have never been this happy in my life, ever." "If you ever left me, I don't think I could stand it." "Never gonna happen, Babe." We kissed passionately, then I slowly made my way down his body, pausing at each nipple for a little munching. It was driving him wild. Then down to glory! I love his cock, never get enough of it, love watching it grow and the foreskin sliding back and forth over the cock head. I enveloped it in my mouth, licking the head, moving the foreskin back and forth with my tongue, enjoying the earthy taste of my ass on his dick. "Babe, I am about to blow, I mean it, now?." With that he exploded in my mouth. "Oh, my God!" "What you do to me, my God!" I came up to his face, kissed him and shared my reward with him. He was breathing heavily. "Babe, you still haven't gotten off." I said I didn't care. "I love you, what matters most to me is making you happy, satisfied, I get off on that." "Ok, make me happy, fuck me, don't make love, fuck me, raw, wild beast fucking." I spread his legs and began the assault with my tongue. He was instantly hard and leaking. I licked the emissions and lubricated his hole. When I thought he could not stand it any more, I pushed my cock in his hole, all the way in, one swift move. What ensued was the wildest ride I have ever had in my life. I was a mad man, as was Logan. He was spewing cum all over his chest. His sphincter was compressing my cock, which usually made me burst, but not today. I kept at it until I thought I couldn't go on any longer. Finally, I exploded deep in his ass, round after round of hot, sticky sperm. I collapsed on his body, exhausted, unable to move. "Babe, that was the best fucking ever!" Logan shouted. "I probably will be walking funny for days, my ass is torn up!" We lay there, me on top of him, my semi hard dick still in his ass. I started to roll off, but Logan told me not to move. "Leave it in me, it doesn't hurt, but if you pull out, I am sure it will be painful." "Lo, it must be uncomfortable for this big body to be laying on you like this." He said it was ok, "I am a big boy, maybe a bit skinny, but nothing I can't handle, you big brute!" We both laughed. My now softening dick slid out of his hole. "Does it hurt, Lo?" I asked. "Not really, just feels empty and maybe a little sore." I raised his legs to see the damage I had done. It was reddened, but looked ok, otherwise, A huge flow of my cum was coming out and pooling on the sheets. "Man, I think that is the largest load I have ever shot." "You...really, do you realize I came 4 times, once in your ass, once in your mouth and twice on my chest, all massive loads." "I think it is because you are not here during the week and I refuse to jack off, saving it all for you." "Do you jack off when you are away from me?" he asked. "Sometimes, when I am really horny and missing you." "I always take one of your smelly jocks with me and when I can't stand it any longer, I sniff it, smell your musk and jack off." "It is not very satisfying, but it gets me by until I get home to you." "You are going to get so tired of hearing me say this, but I love you, Logan, completely, I honestly love you." "Never, babe, the feeling is mutual." "I am just so sorry it took so long?all those wasted years." "Here we are nearing 40?" I put my fingers on his lips. "No regrets, we found each other, that is all that matters." "Let's shower, then get some food, I am hungry." I said. This shower was larger and better than the one Logan had at his old house. If I wouldn't get waterlogged I could live in there. You felt so clean and refreshed afterwards. I bought some really great bath soaps, shampoos and lotions while in Indianapolis. "Cucumber-melon is my favorite." Logan said. "Mine, too, but it is making me really hungry right now." We dried off and went to the kitchen, not bothering to dress. We cooked our meal and took it to the deck to eat. Looking out over the woods, I thought I saw movement in the trees. I did, it was 3 deer, probably a mama and 2 fawns. "Lo, I would like to put some lighting in the back yard, maybe those kind that light up trees." "That way, once the deer get used to the lights and are not afraid, we can observe them from the deck at night." "Sounds good to me, but I am not feeding them, I don't want a herd trampling around in our yard." he laughed. We finished our dinner, cleaned up then lay in each other's arms on our big couch. The couch was in front of a huge stone fireplace with windows, floor to ceiling on each side, so beautiful. Too bad it was early summer, a fire would have been nice and romantic. "Any other ides of what you would like to do in the house or yard?" he asked. "Yes, I know it will be expensive, but I want the road from the highway paved." "It will be a bitch to travel on that dirt road if we get heavy rains or snow and ice in the winter." "Babe, surprise, it is being done in a couple of weeks." "I have a friend who did the streets in a couple of our developments." "He is doing it at cost, kind of a payment for the business we gave him and will continue to give him." He went on to explain when he bought this property with plans to develop it, he had to give it a name. "Yes, I remember, Galway Glen, for our Irish heritage, and where your family is from, Galway." "But something you don't know and it is my housewarming gift to you, that half mile road to our house has a name, Gallagher Lane." With that said, he jumped up, went to the U room, and brought back a street sign. "This will be put up next week, our official address is #1 Gallagher Lane." I was totally dumbfounded and couldn't say anything. "Close your mouth, babe, else, I may stick my dick in it." he chuckled. "Oh my God, Logan?" I burst into tears and couldn't speak. He sat down beside me, held me as we both cried tears of joy. "I think you like it." he said through sobs. I took deep breaths, "No, I fucking hate it!" He had a shocked look on his face. "I didn't get anything for you." "Babe, you are the kindest, most generous man I have ever known, you give me your love, unconditionally, that is all I need, Gordy, that's all, nothing more." he said. "I know your ass is sore and maybe your dick is too, but I want you to make love to me, sweet, gentle love." "Here?" he asked. "Anywhere you want, I just want you inside me." He pulled me up from the couch and took me to bed. It was a marvelous repeat of what we had done earlier, except this time it was me getting fucked, and it was not wild, rather, long slow, gentle strokes. I was floating away in space, had no concept of time, just total euphoria. When we were done, me on my side, spooned into his crotch, I fell into a deep sleep. It had been an exhausting day. The next morning, I awakened with a hard dick poking my ass. Logan was still asleep, not realizing his morning wood was about to penetrate my ass?with a little guidance from my hand. It slipped in easily and I began moving back and forth. He moaned, then took over the motions. He did not last long, soon filling me. "Like your wake up call, Lo?" I giggled. "Oh, you know it, babe, I just wonder where the heck is all this coming from?" he asked. "I swear, there can't be a drop left in my balls." "Want me to find out for you?" "Turn around and give me that dick, I'll suck it to see if you have any left." "No fucking way, I am going to have trouble walking as it is." "God, you are a sex maniac." "Do you want me to stop?" I asked. "Get real, no, never." "I want to kiss you, cum breath, but first, let's get our teeth brushed and shower, I am hungry." We brushed our teeth, got into the shower and washed each other. It was so erotic, both of us had really hard boners. I stroked his dick slowly until I knew it was about to blow. I dropped down on my knees, took it into my mouth just as he unloaded. Mmmmm, breakfast of champions! As I stood up, I began to feel the surge building up in my balls and exploded in Logan's hand. When the eruption stopped, Logan wiped it on my face, then licked it all off. We kissed deeply and were instantly hard again. "Gordy, we have to stop, I need food and coffee, need to recharge." "Wimp!" I said laughing. "I said it before and I repeat, you are a sex maniac, Gordy." "Damn, you exhaust me!" I grinned, "It is your fault." We got out of the shower, dried off, put on boxers and made our way to the kitchen. "Pancakes, sausage, eggs?" I asked. "All of the above, I need it to give me strength to survive you!" he said laughingly. "And, by the way, how the fuck is it my fault?" I walked over to him, put my hand in his boxers, pulled out his flaccid cock, "This!" "This is the reason, I can't get enough of it." "Do you know how beautiful your dick is, how much I want it all the time?" He was grinning from ear to ear as he pushed my hand away. "Cook, you can have this again after we eat." I faked sobs as I turned to the stove to begin breakfast. "Babe, we have so much fun together, life is so good." he said. I agreed. "How is it that we never knew this before, I mean, I know we were friends in HS, but why did we never click?" I said, "I guess I had my head up my ass, or at least in my imagination, up Jerry Hunter's ass." "Poor Jerry!" "Wonder if he has found a playmate since you and I both told him to fuck off? I said. Logan said he was not sure, but he thought me may be seeing Desmond on the side. "Desmond! Why do you think that?" "Well, I am not sure, but since Caroline threw him out for cheating and filed for divorce, he certainly does not appear to be upset about it." "I was driving by his condo and saw Jerry's car there." "Now, I know that would not hold up in court, but it looked damned suspicious to me." I burst out laughing, "He can't have you, so he settles for second best, this is fucking great." "Does Des have a big dick?" Logan gave me a hard stare, "Why do you care, want to give it a go?" "Fuck you, Logan, I don't care and no I don't want to give it a go." "I know Jerry loved your dick, in his mouth, in his ass, I just wondered what Des had to offer that would satisfy him." "Sorry babe, green-eyed monster here." "Jerry is a whore, he will suck anyone who will let him and let them fuck him silly." "I bet you he has even sucked off Jacob." "No fucking way!" I shouted. "Is Jacob gay?" "Hey, babe, that was not very nice of me to say that, I have no idea if he is gay or not, and it doesn't matter, he is a good priest." "And by the way, yes, Des has a big dick, at least from what I remember." "I haven't seen it in years." "My memory is from a ten year old mind and everyone looked huge to me at that age." I served our food, sat there shaking my head. "Well, no matter, the only dick I want is yours and if we don't change the subject, I am going to attack you with breakfast in my mouth." "That won't be a pretty site!" He snickered, "That's my boy, my perverted, sex-crazed boyfriend." After breakfast and cleaning up, we sat on the deck enjoying the pleasant weather. "What time are we meeting Butch?" "I told him to meet us around 4p at South County Center." "I thought we could hit a few stores to see what they have to offer in the way of sexy underwear, anything will be better that what he has." "After he takes us to dinner, we could go to a gay club, he might get lucky and hook up." "The boy needs to get fucked!" "You certainly have taken an interest in him." Logan said. I said I saw myself in him, "A lonely, sexually frustrated young man." "Being kind to him and helping him improve his self image and confidence is a good thing, don't you agree?" He said he supposed so, "I do kinda like him." "Maybe I can set him up, there are a couple of good looking, single, possibly gay young men working for me." I said I thought we should proceed with caution, "I don't want him to get hurt like I did." The rest of the morning was spent unpacking things. Mom's antiques complimented the ultra modern furniture we bought for the house, a very eclectic look. We both were pleased. After a nooner and lunch, we showered, dressed and headed to south county. It is about 1.5 hours from our house. Logan and I dressed very casually, shorts, tees and flip flops. Butch was standing beside his truck when we arrived. "Oh, my God!" I said. "First thing he is going to buy is some decent casual clothes." He was dressed in ratty jeans, plaid shirt and sneakers that have seen better days. After greetings exchanged, we headed into the mall. We hit several men's stores, finally settling on one, very hip and modern, with a staff of gorgeous young hunks. I started looking through racks of clothes, pulling out several pieces for Butch to try on. First shorts and a muscle tee. He tried them on?.wow! What a difference, did not look like the same guy. The salesman, Kent, was drooling as he brought more things for him to try on. I asked Butch, "How much do you want to spend, this place is a little pricey?" He said he did not care, he had plenty money in his bank account. "I never spend money on myself." I picked out a few styles of underwear, brought them over to a blushing Butch. Kent looked at my selection, then went over to get a different selection. "These are functional, for work and these are for play, fun." "Normally, we don't let people try on underwear, but these, you just have to, you will not want to take them off." he said. Butch headed to the dressing room, Kent in hot pursuit. "Someone is about to get a blow job!" Logan said. We both smiled. In a few minutes, Kent came out, big smile on his face. "He wants you guys to come back there and give your opinion." "I will tell you, he is one hot dude, is he single?" We did not answer, just went to the dressing room. Butch was standing there, blushing, but looking so damned sexy in ultra short briefs which left nothing to the imagination. "Well, whadda you think?" I was speechless. "Nice." said Logan. "Kent is absolutely smitten with you, Butch." I said. "I bet you can get your dick sucked before you leave here." Blushing boy said, "I know, he adjusted my dick when I put these on, but I pushed his hand away." "Shit!" "I look ridiculous in these, plus I would have to do my own laundry, couldn't let Mom see these." "No, you don't, you look hot." "We are going back out and send Kent in?let him get you off." I ordered. "Then put on these shorts and tee, I will find you some flip flops to wear, and throw those other clothes away!" He snapped to attention, "Yes sir!" We went back into the store, looking at various things. Kent went back into the dressing room. I have no idea how long he was in there, but when he came out, he had a disheveled look, went straight to the restroom. Butch came out looking fabulous in the shorts and tee. We found a pair of flip flops, paid for our purchases and left. Once out in the mall, I said, "Ok, spill it." No blushing this time, "You were right, he blew me and I fucked him!" "What?" I screamed, "Raw?" "Are you fucking nuts?" "Relax Gordy, he had a condom in his pocket, guess he is always ready for anything." I breathed easier. "Thank God for that?how was it?" "The blow job was good, but standing up fucking wasn't easy." "He was so wild, I had to put my hand over his mouth to keep him quiet." "He gave me his number, but I don't think I will call him, he is a little too slutty for my taste." We stopped for a cold drink in the food court and continued our conversation. "What is your taste, Butch?" I asked. "Well, someone like you or Logan, masculine men, not obvious fruitcakes like Kent." "That is almost homophobic." Logan said. "I guess you are right, but he really did not interest me at all." "Where to next?" he said changing the subject quickly. I directed us to a jeans store. He picked out a pair of baggy jeans. "No, not those." I said as I held up a sharp, slim cut, straight legged jeans, "Try these, and without your underwear on underneath." He protested, but I insisted. "Need to show off your assets!" He went into the changing room, came out looking very uncomfortable. Oh, my God, he is stunning, the jeans were tight, exposing just a hint of his goods. I was beginning to chub up. "Definitely these, Butch." "You can wear your baggies for work, but when you are on a manhunt, these, oh yes, these are the ones." He bought 3 pairs and some shirts to go with them. "You need some dress casual pants and shirts, but for now, I think we can call it a day." "Where are you wanting to eat." He rattled off a few steak houses and we chose one near the Central West End. "We will follow you, Butch, see you there." In the car, Logan was very expressive about what we had done for Butch. "If we go to the club tonight, he is going to have his pick, but we need to screen all the guys who come on to him, we can recognize the slugs, where he may not be able to." I agreed, "But sometimes you need to learn from experience; let's just not be too obvious." "I feel like a parent watching out for my child!" Both of us laughed at the thought, after all he is only 10 years younger than us. We had a great meal, ribeye steak is my absolute favorite. Our conversation was lively, about our day. Butch was very animated, very interesting to talk to, I really liked him. After we finished and he paid for our meal, we suggested going to a club. He hesitated, but we assured we would protect him, which is funny, because he could crush my skull with no effort. We drove to a club I had frequented many times in the past. It was jumping, hot, shirtless bodies on the dance floor, crotch grabbing and probably some sex going on in darkened corners and the men's room. I could see Butch was uncomfortable. "Relax kid." Logan said. "Just look around and see what's available, it is a meat market here." I was looking around when I saw a familiar face on the dance floor, grinding his crotch into another guy. It was Hunter, Anne Smith's boyfriend. "Holy shit!" Logan asked what was wrong. I told him who I saw and I was just plain shocked. "What the fuck is he doing here, I thought he and Anne were pretty serious, well, that was 2 years ago, but still." Just at that moment, he spied me and came over. "Hey, Gordy, how are you doing?" He stuck out his hand to shake. "I am doing great, Hunter, I am surprised to see you here, where is Anne?" I asked. "Oh, I guess you haven't heard, Anne and I broke up a long time ago." "I am here at the club with some friends, and yes, I am gay." "Does that shock you?" "Well, it certainly is not something I expected, but hey, what ever floats your boat!" I asked if the guy he was grinding crotches with was his boyfriend. "No, I don't have a boyfriend, I just freelance!" I asked if he was still in med school. "Yep, I love it, grades are good, hope to get an internship at SLU." "I still work at the gas station, not as much as before, but I am still there." "Hey, congrats on your promotion." I thanked him, then introduced him to Logan and Butch. "Logan is my partner, Butch is a friend." Hunter looked Butch up and down, then asked, "Wanna dance?" Butch looked at me, I shook my head, yes. "Sure, why not." "I have to warn you, I am not a great dancer." "Who the fuck cares, we just have fun." They headed out to the dance floor. Logan and I looked at each other, the laughed. "Come on, big boy, let's grind crotches on the dance floor." Logan shouted, as the music was deafening. After several fast numbers, the DJ put on a slow song. I was glad for the break, to be able to hold my man close and dance, hardly moving at all. It was so romantic. After the song was over, I looked for Butch and Hunter. They were lip-locked on the dance floor, which continued even after the fast music restarted. "Connection!" I yelled to Logan. "Ya think?" "Well, one can hope, Hunter is a good guy, Butch is a good guy, maybe?." We walked outside so we didn't have to yell. Logan was curious about Hunter. "How well do you know him?" I told him I was around him only a few times when I was with Greg. "Look who is being the dad now!" I said. "Somebody is going to get fucked tonight and I have a feeling it will be Butch." Logan said. I said he might be right, but I didn't want to just leave Butch here alone. "Let's see what is on the agenda." We went back into the club. Butch came over, breathless from all the dancing. "This is so much fun, why did I never come here, I have been groped, hit on, you name it, so many times." "And, I really like Hunter." "Hold up, how can you possibly know that, it is so loud in here, there is no way you could possibly talk." I said. "I know, but he is fun, loves to dance, is a great kisser, and has magic fingers." "Magic fingers?" "Explain." I said. "Well, let's just say, there are no surprises about each other's equipment." "I wish I had a place to go with him, but he has roommates and I live with my parents." He looked sad and pleadingly at us. I grabbed Logan to dance. On the floor, I had to yell to be heard, "Do you think we should take them home with us?" "Babe, no, I want to be alone with you, not have house guests just yet." "Ok, I understand, you are right." "I am ready to go home, I need a Logan fix!" He grabbed my hand, pulled me over to Butch and Hunter, "We are leaving, my boyfriend is having a panic attack?lack of sex, you know." I slugged him on his arm. "Call us tomorrow, Butch, great to see you Hunter." Then we left. The drive home seemed to go on forever. I was getting hornier by the mile. Finally, we turned onto our road, Gallagher Lane. Once in the house I tackled Logan, stripped him and threw him on the bed. Logan is right, I am a sex crazed man, sex crazed for him, his dick, his ass, all of him. My God, I love this man! It has taken me a while to write this latest installment. I have been extremely busy with work and marathon training. I will be running my first full marathon in October. Comments are always welcome.