Date: Tue, 28 Jan 2003 18:56:18 +0000
From: wadewrightaz@yahoo.com
Subject: Jay, Jake & Georgie-Chapter ONE

Jay, Jake and Georgie

By Wade Wright

Chapter 1

Who's Who

	City Gym sounds more like a boxing gym, and rightfully should.
City Gym was started as a boxing, only, gym about 30 years ago.  But thanks
to its success in its neighborhood, it has grown to a complete boxing
training center, weightlifting center and swimming center, for the younger
athletic individuals on the northern side of town.
	George Stempff, called Georgie by all of his friends and
co-workers, had just moved into the area from Cleveland and was renting an
apartment about 3 blocks from the gym.  Being a very athletic type of guy,
aged 26, and very well built from his prior eight years of weightlifting,
he had quickly inquired around, about which gym and where, he should be
joining, to continue his working out and getting some exercise.  The City
Gym was "the place" according to all others that he asked.  Some did
mention another athletic club, but told him that they did not think he
would like that place nearly as much as the City Gym.
	Georgie did not even bother checking out the other athletic club,
once he visited the City Gym.  His attitude was, this is it!  It has got
what I want, it's convenient and the price is right.  Why bother checking
out another place that others have already said that I probably would not
like, as well as this place.  After the "official" tour and the getting
joined process, Georgie used the pool and then hit his favorite part of any
athletic club, the weightlifting room.
	He had, of course, seen the weightlifting area on the tour, but was
quite surprised of how many guys were in there once he got done in the
pool.  His membership here was already turning out to be a positive.
Georgie had gotten into the weightlifting scene, originally, only because
of all of the beautiful bodies that work out in a lifting room.  That was
his original reason, but after making some headway on his own body, he
gained more "goal oriented" reasons.  He, early on, realized he was
becoming one of the beautiful bodies.  Today at age 26, he weighted right
at 185 pounds, stood 6'1" tall, had a very short blond flat top hair cut,
and a very nicely tailed strip of blond hair running down his muscular
chest.  His waist was about 32" and his chest was probably about a 46", so
the body structure was very attractive.
	After working out for about an hour, give or take another 30
minutes or so of additional time, for his paying more attention to other
bodies than to his own, he headed for the locker room to shower and get
ready to leave.
	The locker room was actually one large room, divided into smaller
sections so that a grouping of lockers and a center bench each took up
about one fourth of the total space.  On Georgie's original tour, this
arrangement was a little disappointing to him.  His concern was that if
there happened to be some really strong good looking hunk in the room, he
might be in one of the other spaces and out of comfortable view.  Hey he
decided, 'One of the pits of life a guy has to live with, I guess.'
	Georgie stripped from his, now sweaty, lifting shorts and T-shirt,
grabbed the towel that so proudly said "City Gym" on it and headed for the
shower room.  Georgie had realized years ago that a busy shower room always
takes longer to have a shower in, than an empty one.  Laughing to himself,
he always pondered that situation and just wondered why.  He always
figured, -- I'm not any dirtier when the shower room is crowded, than I am
when it is empty.  Observations and drooling he decided, takes time.
	Just as Georgie had almost completely dried off, had his pants and
shoes on, and was just ready to pull his T-shirt on, a "new" visitor to the
locker room showed up. Having his key in hand for a locker, Georgie prayed
that the correct locker would be in his bench section.
	BONGO!  Luck!  As the "new" man checked his key number against the
number on the door, he apologized to Georgie for being so close and rather
forcing Georgie to move a little to the right so the man could sit down.
	"Why do they always seem to give a guy coming in, a locker that is
right beside a guy getting ready to leave," the new man asked.  "I always
find it so funny that with all of the space available, that almost always
happens.  I'm really sorry for kind of squeezing in here."
	"Hey no bother at all," Georgie responded. "Yea, it is funny that
two guys end up right beside each other when there are all of the other
spaces available.  But, I guess the guy giving out the keys don't know when
a guy is getting ready to leave, does he?"
	"No, I guess not, but I will say that I have tried to figure out in
the past if there is actually some way for him to know.  It just happens so
often, it makes you wonder if maybe they have a hidden TV in here that they
can check before they give you a key.  Hey---maybe they do!  Maybe that is
their way of getting guys to know each other.  What do you think?"
	"Well, I don't see any cameras anyplace, but you know they have
them so damn small now that a guy can wear one as a shirt button, so I
guess anything is possible.  But if your idea is correct, I'm George
Stempff, but everybody calls me Georgie."  Georgie held his hand out for a
hand shake, but had to pause for a moment since the "new man" was busy
removing his trousers.
	"Oh, I'm sorry" the newcomer reply as he held out his hand to shake
hands with Georgie.  "I'm Jake Oasley.  Glad to meet you!"
	"Yea, I'm glad to meet you too.  I saw where your gym bag has the
"J. Oasley" on the side of it, but I of course did not know what the "J"
stood for."
	"Well, it stands for Jake.  But I've never really cared for the
name Jake, so I just let it go as 'J'."
	"Oh, OK!  Then calling you just 'J', is OK?  I can almost do more
than guess, that you are headed for the weight room right?"
	"Yea, I try to get in at least a couple of workouts a week.  When
I'm out of town it really makes it rough to do though.  I would assume from
looking at you, that you use the weight room too, right?"
	"Yea, I do, but looking at you, obviously not as regularly as you
do.  I'm glad you came in before I got out of here.  Maybe we can workout
sometime together, if that is OK with you.  I'm new around here, just moved
from Cleveland and today is my first day here."
	"Georgie, I will be much more than glad to work out with you, but I
have to tell you I never know more than about an hour ahead of time of when
I will be able to get here.  I have very little self control over my work
schedule.  So I'm really sorry I can't agree on a specific time.  If I did,
I would be letting you down, and I simply will not do that.  Understand?  I
will workout with you whenever we can make it happen though!  OK?"
	"Sure 'J', I understand."  Georgie replied as he watched the big
strong muscle man pull on his shorts, and pull down the hem of his tank
top.  Georgie had fumbled and stumbled, and had taken up about as much time
as he could getting himself ready to leave.  All of a sudden he decided the
smaller dressing areas were a plus, rather than a negative.
	As he gathered his gym bag and towel together to leave, he stepped
over the bench, patted 'J' on the shoulder and rather promised him that he
would see him later.  He managed to take one more lingering look at the, 6'
1 or 2", 210 to 215 pound, muscle, solid muscle, black man before he had to
finally leave the room.  Georgie could, of course, only guess about his
age, as he had about his other measurements, but he guessed him to be
probably about 28 or 29 years old.  He thought, hey, with the looks that
he's got, he could be a lot older and just look that young.  Maybe, maybe,
some day I will get to find out.  And maybe someday I will get to find out
for sure why he did not have a wedding ring on.  Does he not have a wedding
ring, or does he take it off when he comes to workout?
	Having the situation of being right beside 'J' on the bench,
Georgie did get a chance, not as long of a chance as he really wanted, but
none the less, a chance to see 'J's dick before he got his workout shorts
on.  About all Georgie could think about, right at that time was, he had
better put on something longer than shorts, if he is going to keep that
inside.
	Georgie had always been rather jealous of black men and their
ability to; #1 always seem to have a large dick between their legs, and #2,
their ability to really make the weight room work for them.  'J' had shown
both of the positives.  He was carrying the type of dick that Georgie has
always had the most fun with, whenever he could get one like that to play
with.  And all of those muscles on that body were enough to make even some
ole, frail, can't hardly see or hear, old, half dead, straight man, get all
excited.
	Georgie returned to his apartment feeling glad that he had worked
out, but at the same time really wishing that he had not started to dress
out quite so soon so that he could have stayed in the weight room longer
and admired that body.  His not knowing just when, or even if they ever
would be working out together really bothered Georgie.  There was so much
more about 'J' that Georgie was just so hungry to find out.
	What type of work does 'J' do, that is so controlling?  Where does
he live?  What does he drive? What time of the day does he normally get to
work out?  Is he married, single, gay?  Is there somebody else in his life?
How old is he really?  How big does that stick get when it gets hard?
IF---big 'IF'----he is gay, is he a top or a bottom?
	'Damn!' Georgie thought, 'He did not do one damn thing today that
would give me any indication that maybe he is gay.  He acted so damn
straight!  When his dick was out, he did not act like he wanted me to see
it or anything.  Damn, I'll bet he is straight and probably has a whole
bunch of kids, since-- if-- I was his wife, I'd be wanting sex with him
every night!  Maybe he is straight, and I'm just praying that he is gay.
Maybe he is gay, and I'm not his type.  Maybe that is the really 'Why" he
can't commit to working out with me.  Maybe he was just being really nice
and wishing I would hurry up and leave!  Maybe I'm not big enough and
muscular enough for him.  Maybe he has a lover.  OH, Shit!  If he does!  Oh
God!  How I would love to be that puppy for just a little while. At least
while in bed!!!!!  Oh the idea of getting that dick all hard and rammed up
in my ass, as well as getting to play with all of that muscle mass is way
too much for me to even think about.'
	'Hey I just hope I get a chance to know the guy, even if I do have
to realize that some woman is the one that gets to take him to the hay
stack each night!'
	Georgie attempted to get his new life kind of organized without
pondering the 'J' too much.  The whole sight of that guy, and the mental
image of him just made Georgie want to find him again.
	Although Georgie had been to the gym three times during this past
week, he never saw 'J'.
	This is until one day while driving into a convenience store
parking lot, and 'J' was driving out.  'J' did not see Georgie, he assumed.
Well, so he hoped since 'J' did not make any type of reaction that he had
seen or noticed Georgie.  When he waved to 'J' he thought 'J' had seen it,
but then he had to decide that he had not.  Or,-- the big bad 'OR',-- 'J'
really was not interested in getting to know Georgie, and purposely did
avoid waving to him.  And of course maybe, just maybe 'J' was not nearly as
excited in meeting Georgie as the reverse was, and 'J' simply did not
remember meeting him.
	Georgie felt rather disappointed that he had come so close to
getting to talk to 'J' again, and have it not quite happen.  One good
thought was,-- 'J' did not have a wife and a bunch of kids in the car
anyway!  That was a 'goodie' for him.
	Another week went by and finally, on that Friday afternoon, Georgie
just happened to go to the locker room and 'J' was picking up his gym bag
and towel.  Very similar situation as the last time, but reversed positions
this time.  'J' was fully clothed and was started toward the door as
Georgie was looking for his locker number.
	Georgie quickly stopped and said, "Hi, 'J', how are you today?"
	'J' turned, and said, "Uh---Hi, how are you?"
	Georgie immediately got the concept that 'J' certainly was in no
way as excited about knowing Georgie as Georgie was in knowing 'J'.
	Georgie just asked, "How have you been?" and 'J' replied, "OK man,
how are you doing?"
	Georgie could easily tell 'J' was not interested in hanging around
talking, so he quickly told him, "Oh, I'm doing OK.  Glad to see you, take
care!"
	'J' responded, "OK man, you take care, OK?" and then left the room.
	Georgie very quickly decided that his dreaming of ever getting to
even know 'J' very well was not a good probability, and he also decided
that the heavenly ideas of ever being in bed with him,-- if he is gay,
certainly were not going to be a possibility!
	He dressed into his workout clothes, did his work out, showered,
dressed and left the gym.  He was feeling so down, he did not even make any
attempts to try and talk to any of the other guys working out that day.  He
felt depressed!
	After that rather "brush off" encounter, Georgie had really decided
that he wished now, that he had never met 'J' in the first place.  He did
not care for this feeling of being put down and put out.
	Each time that Georgie went to the gym he was actually glad that he
did not run into 'J' again, since being around that guy was just way too
exciting to him, for not being able to be really close to him.
	For a month, that worked.  Then one Saturday afternoon, a day of
the week when Georgie did not usually use for going to the gym, he felt
that he needed a workout and did go to the gym, only to find 'J' in the
weight room.
	As he entered the room, he of course spotted 'J'.  'J' just is not
a person that you can miss when you are in the same room with him.
	'J' saw Georgie enter the room, and although Georgie decided to
kind of stay on the opposite side and do some squats over there, 'J' came
over and said ,"Hi", as soon as he got done doing his bench presses.
	"Hi!  How you doing?  I've been watching for you, but I guess our
timing has not worked.  I'm really sorry, but I can't remember your name."
	"Uh, Hi.  I'm Georgie, how you doing?"  Georgie was feeling really
confused, but none the less, glad that 'J' had come over to greet him.
	"Doing OK, but sure have been busy and out of town a lot, so I'm
sure that has helped keeping us out of the gym at the same time.  How you
doing getting settled in town?"
	"I'm doing OK.  Kind of have my apartment all in shape now, and
getting to know where stuff is around here.  I saw you a couple of weeks
after we met, but I guess you did not know who I was."
	"You did?  Where were we?  What,-- I did not say Hi to you, or
something?"
	"Yea, you were pulling out of that convenience store down the
street from here, and I was pulling in and waved.  You just kind of looked
my direction and then drove off.  Then there was that one day when you were
leaving here just as I came in."
	"Georgie, I am really sorry!  I don't remember either of those
times!  My mind has really been swimming with troubles at work and with
customers.  I guess I have not been acting very sharp.  I'm really sorry!
I know I was supposed to be over at Mom's house one night, and I completely
forgot about it.  My ass got in trouble with her over that one!  So anyway
Georgie, I am really, really very sorry that I was not acknowledging you
when I should have been.  Can you forgive me?"
	"Yea, I'm just feeling better now knowing that you really don't
dislike me as much as I had thought you did."
	"Oh shit, Georgie, I am so damn sorry!  I will have to make that up
to you someday, some way.  I really feel like shit right now."
	"Hey 'J', don't worry about it.  I'm just glad we are kind of back
talking to each other.  I have to admit that I had been avoiding this place
for awhile since I really did not want to run into you.  I had no idea you
would be here today, or I would not have come today."
	The renewed friendship lifters spend the better part of an hour and
a half working out together.  'J' gave Georgie some good pointers on how to
maximize his working out to gain as much bulk as possible.  But he did
point out the ole standard----"No pain---no gain!!!"
	Of course with that statement, Georgie could not help but think of
his ass and how he would love to feel the gain and pain back there.  A
steel rod, yea, but not the type that holds weights.
	Still, 'J' had given no indication of his sexuality.  No comments,
no actions, no-nothing that Georgie could attempt to read to figure 'J'
out.  Georgie just felt that if he knew for sure, even if 'J' is straight,
knowing that would be so much better than his constant hoping.
	Following the workout, the men headed for the shower room and the
good, cool, refreshing shower.  Georgie would have forgone all of the
lifting and working out today, if that had been necessary, just to get to
the shower room with 'J'.
	Georgie attempted to act as if he was not looking, but he had to
wonder, quite often, if 'J' was catching him admire that steak hanging from
the front of himself.  He did!
	When the shower room finally emptied, except for the two of them,
'J' then leaned over toward Georgie, smiled a very big grin, ran his eyes
up and down Georgie's body, and asked, "Hey man, do you happen to know of
any way that I can make up to you for me not realizing who you were, when
you waved, and then also the time we saw each other in here?"
	The very quiet, gentle, and soft way that 'J' had asked the
question, as well as they way 'J' had openly admired the entire length of
Georgie's body, made Georgie very suddenly, and immediately, look up at 'J'
in complete shock.  "Oh shit man!  Are you asking what I think you are?"
	"Could be! All depends on you.  I could take you over to the ice
cream shop and buy you a sundae, to make up for my goof-ups, or I could
offer you a steak dinner, which would be served at my home!  Which do you
think you might like to get?  Which do you think you might enjoy the most?
Which turns your buttons on the most?"
	 "Forget the ice cream sundae!  Oh my God, 'J' is this for real?
Do you really mean it?"
	Georgie then leaned much closer to 'J' and very quietly asked him,
"Are you offering sex to me?  That is what you mean, isn't it?"
	Looking at Georgie's face, with the smile and wide grin on it, 'J'
knew his question had hit the spot.  "Hell yes, man!  If you want it.  I
think you are really cute and well built, and if you like it up the butt, I
think I could make up for my goof-ups to you that way!  What do you think
man?"
	"You mean now?  You mean we can go do it now?  Oh!  Hell yes 'J',
I'm sure ready!"
	Georgie had to consciously keep his voice down.  He had gotten so
excited that he was afraid the other guys in the locker room would be able
to hear him.  "Let's go man.  Oh 'J', please don't make this be a joke,
OK?"
	"No joke, man.  Let's go.
	The men quickly exited the shower room and went into the locker
room.  Georgie's locker was the closer one, and was in a different grouping
than 'J' was.  He headed for his dressing area and 'J' continued on to the
next area.
	All of a sudden Georgie heard somebody say, "Hey Jake, I did not
know you were going to be working out today!"
	Then he heard 'J' reply with, "Hey Jay, I did not know you were
going to be here either."  Then in a lower volume, he heard 'J' say, "Hey
Bro.  I and Georgie are going over to the house.  Do you want to join us,
or workout?"  Then in an even lower voice Georgie heard him continue, "If
you go with us, I know you will be getting a good workout there too."
	Without even knowing who 'J' was taking to, that last statement
really turned Georgie on.  He figured, any guy that 'J' invited along had
to be OK.  Then he realized he had heard him refer to him as Bro.  But, was
that just a friendship thing, or was it really his brother?
	"Who is Georgie?  Have I met him before?  I don't know who that
is."
	"Stick your head around the corner, he's the cute white guy getting
dressed.  He's the only one over there."
	As Jay poked his head around the corner of the lockers, he swung
his head back around toward 'J' and told him, "Jake, that is the same guy
that I told you about a few weeks ago that I wanted to play with, but
screwed it up because I left too early. He's the guy that I told you I
think I could have gotten, if I had talked to him some."
	Georgie had heard the comments, and had also seen Jay, as he poked
his head around the corner.  Still without any clothing on at all, Georgie
came running around the bank of lockers.
	"Oh my God!! Oh my God!" Georgie exclaimed over and over.  You two
are identical twins!  You are identical twins!  Which one is which?"
	Well, that question would not have been necessary if Georgie would
have checked things out a little more closely.  Both men were naked.  Jake
had not yet started to get dressed, and Jay was just to the point of
putting his jock strap on when Jake came around the corner.  Identical,
yes---well almost, yes.  Both men had obviously been working out in the
weight room together and keeping their bulking up pretty well equal, but
regardless of how hard a man tries, it has never been a reality of actually
being able to enlarge a cock, two or three inches in length.  Jay's beef
steak was longer!  Yes, it was noticeably longer!
	"Oh God! Is Jay the one that I thought was you, that day, in here?"
Georgie asked.  Is he the one that drives the red convertible?"
	"Guess you are right man.  The day that you two kind of talked in
here, he came home and was pissed that he had kind of let a possible,
possibility go by, by not hanging around in here to get to talk to you.  He
was pissed because he really liked what he saw, and he wanted to get to
your ass.  Still interested on going to the house?"
	"Hell yes man.  Shit, I'm more anxious now than before and I'm
ready!"
	"And yea, he has a red convertible.  The day he came home all
pissed at himself, I did not know it was you he was talking about!"
	"So you have been thinking that I was not talking to you, and it
was really him that you had seen!  Oh shit man, I'm glad we have this
little mess straightened up!  I really do think it is time that we get
something straight between us, don't you?"
	"Hell yes, I do!  And damn quick!"  Georgie stated.
	Of course Jay decided to join the other two rather than stay at the
gym.  He said that was a no-brainer!  All three men dressed, and Georgie,
for some rather unknown reason, was the first to get completely dressed and
ready to go.
	As they went to the parking lot, Jake said, "Well, since we each
have a car here, I guess we will create a parade going to the house.  I
will take the lead, and Jay, you follow Georgie so that he does not change
his mind about this, part way there, and cut down some side street to get
away.  OK?"
	Georgie's immediate response, "Hell men I'm the one that is afraid
that you two might change your minds.  If there is any possibility of that,
I'll spread them right here in the parking lot so that you can both do me
here on the asphalt, and I won't care who is watching."
	"Whoa, Whoa, Georgie!"  Jay said.  "Don't talk like that in front
of me. That gets me too excited and I just might throw you down right here
and now, if you get me any more excited!"
	Jake told Georgie that Jay's idea of living, is to live in the
nude, and do anything you wish, anyplace you wish.  They have had some
problems in the past of trying to keep his pants on him when necessary, so
the whole family is careful now not to mention anything that could get him
all excited at the wrong place.
	"The family used to think it was funny for him to take off all of
his clothes, and run around naked, when he was a little boy.  Well, he
never out grew it!  Now the family wishes that they had made him stay in
the house when he was naked."
	"Oh, shit man!"  Jay interjected.  "It just plain feels good to let
it all hang out, and damn it, everybody knows how the human body is built,
so why not let it go free?"
	"Uh-- Jay!"  Georgie replied.  "I kind of think you are really
wrong about how everybody knows how the human body is built.  Jay, you are
not built like the normal human body man!  No way in hell man!  I saw it in
the locker room.  I've had a lot of stuff rammed up in my ass before, and
some of it not so small, but shit man, right now I am standing here, kind
of shaking and nervous, thinking that you are going to be ramming that hunk
of meat of yours up in me!  I'm sure I know why you like to be naked.  For
your entire life people have looked at you, and made you a special person
because of what you are hanging down there.  Well anyway, those that have
had the pleasure of seeing it!"
	"Which brings me to another question.  And to me, it's kind of an
important, but exciting, question.  Do both of you guys have dicks that get
really hard and stiff?"
	As Jake and Jay both agreed that, yes they do get hard and stiff,
Georgie only stood there and kind of shuttered.  The thought of either one
of those dicks going up in his ass hole was kind of scary to Georgie.  But
he continued to smile!
	Georgie had gotten all confused about what to call each of the men,
since it seemed like both of them went by 'J' or Jay, which could not be
distinguished apart when spoken.
	Jake told Georgie, "OK, now that the two of us are together, you
call me Jake and we will call him Jay.  When I originally told you to call
me 'J', I had no idea at that time that you would be together with both of
us at the same time.  If I had thought you were one of the playful types,
then I might have thought it was possible, but I really figured you would
probably have PTA meetings on the brain.  Wrong, I guess!"
	"Yea, you are wrong about that.  Probably the reason I came across
so straight the first time was that I was so damn afraid that every bit of
gay I had in me was showing.  As soon as I saw you, I praised the Lord that
I had left Cleveland!  Then I was just damn afraid that I might have been
wrong, or that at least, my hopes were all wrong.  Now Damn!  I'm not only
right, I'm double right!  Oh God! I can not imagine this is really me with
the two of you.  Man, I want to be the middle man today. Can I be in the
middle?"
	"Come on men, we need to get to your house!"