Date: Sat, 24 Aug 2019 10:42:37 -0400 From: Jonathan Subject: Small Town Dilemma This story is for adult men. If it offends you or sexual activity between consenting males is illegal where you are, do not go any further and do not read this story. The names have been changed from the people involved. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the website to which it has been posted, without consent of the author. If you have comments or suggestions, please direct them to Jonathan Perkins at tryitlikeit@yahoo.com. All of us enjoy the stories posted here so please support Nifty. I appreciate you reading my stories and Nifty appreciates your support. Small Town Dilemma My name is Bryan. I was born and brought up in a small town in southern Ohio. I graduated high school and married the girl I had been dating for most of high school. We were not madly head over heals in love but I liked her and she liked me and there was not much else to choose from in this town. So we settled for each other. We had been married for several years, bought a house and were trying to start a family. She was very organized and had everything scheduled in our lives, including our sex life. Sex was ok but being on a strict schedule took most of the joy out of it. And we were having no luck getting pregnant. One evening while she was out with friends her brother stopped over with some beer. He was already pretty drunk but we sat around and finished off the rest of his beer. The subject of sex came up. He was a bachelor but didn't seem to date much. I told him married life was all it was cracked up to be either, sex wise. He confessed to me that he was gay, something he never could tell anyone as this small town would make him an outcast for revealing his secret. One thing lead to another and before I knew what was happening, he had his head in my lap and was giving me the best blowjob I have ever had. Just then my wife came home early. She totally freaked out and threw her brother out of the house. The next morning she told me she wanted a divorce because she couldn't get pregnant with me ever because I had gay sperm. Small town mentality at its best. We tried to work things out over the next few months but to no avail. She convinced her father that I had forced her brother to do that despicable act and he went along with her take on the incident. We were divorced and she got the house and everything we owned together. I moved to the next town, over, why I didn't go further away is still a mystery. I still had my job, a fairly decent one, with a home improvement store that envisioned themselves as the next Home Depot or Lowes. But they were stagnating and not getting any better. The rumors spread about me being gay no matter how much I denied it. So I just minded my own business and did my job and went home every night to a one bedroom three-room apartment. The boss called me into his office on a Friday and told me I had to go to a store in western Indiana that was struggling. He wanted me to straighten it out and get it back in the black. He had made lodging accommodations and I was to leave Sunday and drive there to be in site for Monday. Short notice but I had no plans it would interrupt. And I think this was his way of getting me out of the office and away from him. I was told not to come back until the store's problems were fixed. I went home and packed and readied for an 8-hour drive on Sunday. I left early on Sunday and planned to arrive mid afternoon so I could check in and relax and rest for Monday. Road construction and traffic added 2 hours onto the trip and I arrive in another small town late afternoon. They had picked this small town because the land was cheap and there was no competition within 50 miles. There was also a non-existent customer base in 50 miles. No wonder the store was floundering. That and I had my suspicions about the competency of the manager. I was driving up and down Holmstead Ave trying to find the motel I was booked into. I had the address but the street numbers just didn't jive. The street number I had was where a public basketball court stood. After going up and down the street numerous times, I pulled over at the basketball court and asked a group of young men playing ball if they knew where the motel was. "This is Old Holmstead Ave. The road you want is the new one the town built a few years back, two blocks over from here." "Why the hell didn't the town change the street signs?" "Well, everyone in town knows that and we don't get a lot of visitors in the armpit of Indiana" he laughed as he explained. "You having car trouble or what made you stop here?" "Here on business. Thanks for your help. I owe you one." I followed their directions and found the motel two blocks over. It wasn't really a motel, but a small cluster of overnight cabins. I knew it wouldn't be good as the sign out front advertised "Color Television" as one of their features to induce travelers to stop. I went to the office and checked in. They were expecting me and seeing as I was there only guest they put me in the honeymoon cabin, their deluxe accommodations. I took the key and sent to find my cabin. It was at the end of the row of cabins, a little further away from the others. I guess they didn't want newlyweds disturbing the other guests. Lol. It was ok, a little larger than the others, with a king-size bed. It was clean and the bed was comfortable so I guess it would do. I planned on not staying very long anyway. A week at most. If I couldn't get the store on track in a week, I'd quit my job if I had to but I was not staying in another small town any longer than a week. Just down the block was a Burger Barn, a knock off of Burger King. I went in for something to eat and had to laugh at their pathetic copy of BK. They had "fire cooked" hamburgers offered up by the "Burger Queen". But the food was good and cheap so I ordered my meal. Just as I was finished placing my order, I heard a familiar voice, "I see you found your 5 star motel and the towns gourmet restaurant." It was the young man who had given me directions from the basketball court. He and three of his friends from the game had come to eat. "Yes I did. Did you follow me to make sure I wouldn't get lost?" I chuckled. "If you can get lost in this hopeless town, you're pretty pathetic. Oh, wait, you were lost. My bad" he apologized sincerely. "No worries, its good I have a guardian angel looking after me." "Or four. We're all going to make sure you survive your trip here," he said as he pointed to his friends behind him. They all laughed and smiled and introduced themselves. Lucas was the one who gave me the directions. Behind him was Brandon, then Frank and finally Vince. They all came forward and shook my hand with a firm grip as told me their names and I told them mine. They were ordering food so I told the counterman I'd pay for their order as a small token of my appreciation. "That's totally unnecessary. We get really bored around here and you're the most excitement we've had in a long time." "Nonsense. I insist. Besides, I may need your help again before I leave. Tomorrow I have to find the Home Store." "From the 'No Tell Motel" to Burger Barn to the Home Store. Boy, you are really hitting all the low spots in town in one sweep." Lucas commented. "Ok, so tell me where are the high spots in town?" "Unfortunately, they are the high spots as well" Lucas and all the guys laughed and agreed. My order was ready so I took my tray and picked a large booth in case the guys wanted to join me. They did. As I was waiting for them to get their food I had a chance to give them a good look from a distance as they laughed and joked at the counter. They looked to be late teens, early twenties, all with fit muscular bodies. Basketball shorts and T-shirts that hung loosely off their broad shoulders. They came over and sat down at the booth, Lucas sitting next to me and the other three crowding in on the other side. "So what do you boys do around this town when you're not rescuing pathetic stranger? I inquired. "Ya, sorry about that remark. We just hang out and play hoops a lot and drink beer and talk about getting out of here someday. But it probably won't ever happen." "I assume you guys are out of high school?" "We all played football together. Our team won the regional finals but the school didn't have enough money to pay for a bus to take us to the state playoffs so we had to forfeit. In high school we were the town heroes, cheer leaders hanging all over us, people waving and honking horns when they saw us. Now that we have graduated we just more losers with nowhere to go and nothing to do in this town but work and drink beer. We can't even get a date because there are many girls in town and most of them are married and making babies." "Sounds depressing. Almost as depressing as my life." I mumbled. "So what's your story? What kind of business can you have in this town?" "I work for the home office of The Home Store. They sent me here to find out why this store in doing so poorly and get it straightened out. I have a week deadline I set for myself but the home office wants me to stay until the problem is corrected." "Well," said Lucas, "you better plan on staying a long fucking while. I work there and I can tell you horror stories about the place. Brandon works there as well. Frank works for his father cutting trees and such and Vince's father owns the only liquor store in town. We get all our beer wholesale, and makes it easier as we're all underage." That set they all to laughing and giving high fives. "I like to chat with you and get your take on what going on at the store." "Sure, but for now we going to eat and then go get some beer. We can talk business later." We finished eating and the boys all cleaned up and got ready to leave. "We'll catch up with you later," Lucas said over his shoulder as they all went out the door. I finished up, got a refill of my drink and walked back to my cabin. I unpacked and got ready to settle in for the longest week of my life. About a half-hour later there was a knock on the door. Who the heck would be coming here? I opened the door and there stood the four guys with two cases of beer in hand. "We're back. We went to the liquor store and didn't see you there so we figured we'd bring the beer to you." Lucas laughed as they piled into the cabin. "I'm going to owe you guys my life before I leave town." I remarked. "How did you know which cabin I was in?" I asked without really thinking. "Well, Bryan, we checked cabins 1 through 6 and there were no lights on and no car in front of them. This one had lights on and your car in front. We know it's the honeymoon cabin so we didn't know if you had your wife with you but we didn't think so as we've only seen you by yourself. And there's no one in town to pick up, that's for dam sure." "No, just me and my misery staying here. Divorced." I went on to tell them my story about the brother-in-law and how my marriage went south. And how I feel that is why I was sent to this horrible town by my boss. "All that over one little blow job? Man, that sucks . . . and not in a good way. Some people in town think we are gay because it's always the four of us together but no one really cares. But we're not gay for sure. Maybe bi but not full out gay." That last comment took me totally by surprise. They had been drinking on the way from the liquor store to the motel but weren't that drunk to make that kind of a confession. So where did that come from? "Good to know" was my hasty reply. Why the hell did I say that? Did I feel it was good to know they weren't gay or good to know they were bi? My mind raced back to the Burger Barn and Lucas sitting next to me. He made a comment about finding a new guy for their group and was high fiving the guys on the other side of the table when he moved over closed to me to reach the other end of the table. His thigh pressed up against my leg but he made no effort to move away. I didn't think anything of the comment or the touching at the time but now, . . . maybe there was something to it? Or not. I told myself to let it pass and just enjoy a cold beer and some company for a while. It was getting hot in the room with 5 guys in such a small area. I opened the only window and a breeze came in but didn't do too much to cool the room. "Hey, its getting hot in here" Lucas commented as he sat up and took off his shirt. He and Frank were stretched out on either side of the king size bed. Vince and I were sitting on the only two chairs in the room and Brandon was sitting on the floor near the window. "Watch out Frank. Lucas is getting drunk and horny and his clothes are starting to come off. You could be in trouble" laughed Vince. "I'm not Lucas's favorite, that's Brandon" Frank shot back. Everyone laughed except Brandon who just flipped Frank the middle finger. "Lucas doesn't have a favorite, anyone will do for him" was Brandon's reply. "You all love my monster cock and you all know it" Lucas answered them all smugly. I wasn't sure if there was anything to this back and forth or if it was just typical male ball busting. Lucas lay back against the headboard revealing a smooth and muscular upper body. He hadn't been away from football long enough for his body to get flabby. He crossed his hand behind his head and smiled at me then gave me a wink. Not knowing why I returned his smile. I turned the conversation to the store and what they knew of the issues with the place. Lucas and Brandon went on to fill me in on what they felt were bad procedures, ill timed promotions, terrible customer service and just sloppy management in general. "And the fact that two of the employees take unscheduled breaks to hook up in the store room. Isn't that right you two?" Frank chimed in. "Fuck you, Frank, you're just jealous you're always under your father's thumb all day." Lucas told Frank and then leaned over and punched him in the shoulder. Brandon just sat there on the floor, red faced and flipped off Frank again. "Truth hurts, doesn't it Lucas" Frank said as he rubbed his shoulder. "I'll have to look into these things and see what is really going on. I have to get this place back on track ASAP." "Just don't look in the store room. That's where the real action is. Not only Lucas and Brandon but I've heard rumors about some of the female employees frequenting that room." Lucas was glad to change the subject and started talking about the hot women working there. "They're hot and I'd fuck any one of them but they only want to screw around with the more senior guys who can give them special treatment on the job. Monica is one hot mama and I've tried everything I can to convince her to hook up, but nothing." As Lucas talked about the hot women, I noticed a tent starting to form in his basketball shorts. From where I was sitting I could get a view up his leg opening and saw that he wasn't wearing anything underneath his shorts. I couldn't quite get a look at his junk but if he kept going the view would be unobstructed. I casually looked around the room and saw Brandon had noticed Lucas's condition as well. He was starting to tent up and raised up one of his knees to make it less obvious. And it seemed all of the guys were having issues from Lucas's description of the hot women at the store. Sitting amongst four horny athletic guys getting hardons was strangely enough having a reaction on me as well. I crossed my legs and put pressure on my cock to try and subdue any further reaction. We all had a pretty good buzz going from all the beer and I had no idea where this was going but I was content to sit back and see. Vince took note of Lucas's condition and commented, "Everyone better look out, Lucas is on the rise. He'll be on the hunt soon." Lucas grinned and pulled down the waistband of his shorts and pulled out his 8" cock. "You all love it so here it is. Any takers, you horny bastards?" "You're his favorite, Brandon, you going to help out a buddy in distress?" inquired Vince. "Not yet, I need another beer first" was Brandon's surprising comeback. He got up to get another beer and everyone else wanted one as well, including me. I wasn't much of a drinker normally and I knew if I got up to get my own I would be staggering and didn't want to embarrass myself. Brandon gave everyone a beer and saved Lucas for last. He sat down on the edge of the bed and handed Lucas his beer. He then reached his hand over and took hold of Lucas's stiff cock and started to stroke it slowly. "Oh yeah, that's what I need" Lucas said quietly as he closed his eyes and threw his head back. Brandon continued to stroke with one hand while chugging his beer with the other hand. When he had finished his beer he tossed the can to the wastebasket. He took his hand off Lucas's cock and pulled at his shorts to slide them down Lucas's legs. His strong muscular legs supported his body as he raised his ass so the shorts would come off easier. Brandon threw the shorts on the floor, then turned and positioned himself between Lucas's legs. He brought his head up to Lucas's crotch and started stroking his cock again. "Yeah, Brandon, suck my cock the way you know I like" Brandon stuck out his tongue and licked the precum off the tip of Lucas's cock, sending shivers through Lucas's body. He kept swirling his tongue around the tip and then like a corkscrew, kept swirling his tongue and he slowly lowered himself onto the stiff cock. Lucas moaned in delight as Brandon slowly but steadily took the entire cock in his mouth. Then he began to move up and down, pumping Lucas's cock in and out of his mouth in a slow rhythmic pace. I was getting harder and harder by the minute watching this all unfold before me. I was so focused on the bed I didn't notice that all the other guys had taken out their stiff cocks and were slowly jerking them. When I finally took notice of this I was drunk enough to care, what the hell, and I took my cock out and joined in the fun. Lucas open his eyes long enough to see me stroking my cock and remarked, "See guys, I told you he would fit right in with our group." Normally that would have pulled me back to reality about just what was going on. I'm here on business and I'm getting drunk and randy with a group of local young men? But I was so lonely these past months and horny and drunk, I smiled at being included as one of them and keep on playing with my cock. When in Rome . . . Vince got up and went over and pulled Brandon's shorts down and started to caress his ass. Brandon responded with a low moan and raised his ass up for Vince to get at it easier. Vince ran his fingers up and down the ass crack, then down to Brandon's balls and gave his cock a few tugs. Brandon wiggles his ass from side to side indicating he want Vince to go back to what he was doing. Vince ran his fingers back up the ass crack and stopped at Brandon's pink hole. He played with it, massaging it as Brandon puckered and released at Vince's touch. Vince wet one of the fingers and slowly pressed against the hole until it slid in. He rotated his finger around as Brandon moved his ass from side to side and begged for more. Vince lowered his face to Brandon's ass and put his tongue to Brandon's waiting hole. He started licking and tonguing and eating Brandon's ass, much to his delight. Vince sluffed off his shorts so he could stroke his cock. Meanwhile, Lucas reached over and took Frank's hard cock in his hand and began stroking it for Frank. Frank responded by reaching over and caressing Lucas's smooth muscular chest. He then rolled on his side and leaned in and licked Lucas's nipple closest to him and pinching the other nipple. From there he moved his face up closer to Lucas and kissed him hard on the lips. They both held the kiss as their tongues intertwined in each other's mouths. I still can't explain my reaction to all this, a straight heterosexual guy getting so worked up and horny watching all this guy on guy sex going on before me. But I sure as hell was! "Hey," Lucas shouted as he broke from his kiss with Frank, "We're being rude and leaving our new friend all by himself." The all stopped what they were doing and looked over at me as I sat in my chair stroking my stiff cock. "No, I'm good. You guys just keep doing what you're doing." "Nonsense, that wouldn't be neighborly." Lucas pushed Brandon and Vince away from him and they all came over to me. Lucas grabbed my arm and pulled me up from the chair and over to the bed. He pushed me back on the bed and before I knew it there were four guys working over every erogenous area of my body. Lucas bent down and was kissing me with lots of tongue. Frank was massaging my chest and licking and kissing my nipples. Brandon was licking my cock and my balls then took my cock in his mouth. Vince was running his hand up and down my legs sliding his fingers closer and closer to my ass with every pass up my thighs. I was in total sensory overload. If I weren't so drunk, I would have shot my load already. AS they worked my body over, I reached out and found Lucas's smooth 8" cock and took a hold of it. It was the first time I had ever touched another guy's cock. It was smoother than I expected and hard enough to drive nails with. The tip was dripping precum and made the head slippery as I swirled my finger around. I began to stroke it slowly and Lucas responded by pushing his tongue even deeper into my mouth. As I continued to stroke him, he pushed his tongue in and out of my throat, tongue fucking me in rhythm to my stroking. I reached out with my other hand and found Frank's cock. It was smaller than Lucas's but just as hard and silky smooth. His reaction to my stroking him was to gently bite my nipples, alternating from one to the other. Dam! A hard cock in each hand, a tongue in my mouth, a mouth on my cock and a finger trying to penetrate my ass. I don't know how I ended up here but I sure as hell was enjoying it. Lucas pulled away from our kiss and kneeled beside my head. He put one hand behind my head and pulled me toward his cock he held in his other hand. I had an idea where this was headed but I just let Lucas control me. He put the head of his cock against my lips and I let my tongue lick the precum. A little salty but not gross in any way. He pulled my head more and his cock slid into my mouth. I wasn't sure I wanted to suck him but it was too late to give it much thought. His cock was in my mouth, my tongue was caressing it and then he started to pump in and out. His 8" cock was big for my first time sucking and occasionally he would go too deep and gag me. "Sorry, I'll be more careful." But he said that every time he did it. Frank kneeled on the other side of me and kissed Lucas passionately as I continued to stroke his cock. I was starting to get close to cumming and I tried to warn Brandon. But with Lucas's cock in my mouth, all I could do was mumble. Vince had worked his finger into my ass and it felt awesome. He wiggled it around as pushed it as far in as he could. He found that special spot and put pressure on my prostate. That was the final push over the edge. My ass muscles tightened around Vince's finger, my hips raised up to sink my cock in Brandon's mouth and I shot the first of many loads of cum into Brandon's mouth. Frank's cock started to spew cum all over my chest and the sight of that made Lucas loose control and shot his load into my mouth. It was way more than I could handle and it ran out of my mouth and down the side of my chin and face. Brandon and Vince quickly came and knelt beside me began jerking their cocks. They both shot their loads in no time, sending more cum all over my upper body. The four boys all collapsed on the bed around me. "Welcome to our little town and our select circle of friends." Lucas finally spoke up. "Am I one of your friends now or just your cum rag?" I inquired as I used my finger to play with all the cum they had deposited on my chest. They all laughed. "Its kind of one in the same" Lucas replied. Brandon went over and got everyone a last beer. I got up and excused my self to go take a shower. As I was in the shower and washing off I thought about what had just happened. Am I gay? Is this really why my marriage failed, she could tell something about me I didn't know about myself? Where will this go from here, a one-time thing or something else? When I got to washing my cock and balls I gave up trying to analyze anything and just enjoyed the feeling of the afterglow of one incredible sexy adventure. I dried off and came out of the bathroom to find all four boys sound asleep, or passed out, on the bed. No room left for me so I just grabbed an extra blanket from the foot of the bed and curled up in the chair to get some sleep before going to the store the next morning. Tomorrow will be tomorrow and I'll just have to wait and see what that brings. Lucas Brandon Frank Vince