Date: Tue, 27 Aug 2002 13:51:19 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: An Orphan #21

AN ORPHAN
By
Lee Mariner
August 2002

DISCLAIMER: This story is a gay fantasy depicting homosexual acts between
young men. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any persons
living or deceased. Any such similarity is purely coincidental. IF YOU ARE
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MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.

PLEASE DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX, IT CAN LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING
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Copyright: August 2002 - Author: Lee Mariner - All Rights are Reserved.

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Chapter #21:

It had not only been an exhaustive day but an experience in watching how
lawyers work. Dickson thought he had things pretty well wrapped up on an
inside track but when Robert showed up and slowly picked apart the house of
cards he had built it was masterful to watch. When he signed the document
transferring ownership of West Point Associates, he was completely deflated
and he knew Robert had him by his hairy balls.

Inside, I still held a desire to see the sucker swing but Robert was right
since no real crime had been committed. Charges could have been brought
about a conspiracy to defraud and embezzle but the estate would possibly be
tied up for years in litigation.

I would be damn glad when Friday was behind us and probably everyone else
would be as well.

				* * * * * * *

Stewart opened the door to our suite and as soon as I closed the door he had
me in a rib crushing bear hug. The azure blue of his eyes glistened as he
squeezed, his face beaming. His heart was racing as if he had just finished
a 50-yard dash he was so excited.

"Clyde honey, isn't it great? I hope its really going to happen, don't you?"

"If you will let me breath maybe I can understand what your saying. What's
great and whets going to happen?"
"Robbie and Devon, silly. Haven't you seen how they look at each other? I
think they are falling in love, I sure hope so. That would be great. I've
always thought he made a mistake getting married and the last few days he
has been a different person."

I had to pull his arms from around my chest and check my ribs. Squeezing his
hard bicep and looking at him I grinned teasingly, "have you been working
out behind my back that damn thing feels like steel. I thought you were
going to crack my ribs. Don't get so excited at least not like that."

He started to move back on me but I held him off with my hands on his chest
before he got his arms around me again. I loved the way he held me but he
was so damned excited he didn't realize how strong he was.

"Yes, yes, yes!! I have and you'd be blind if you didn't see it. Don't get
your hopes up though. Robert has a lot of baggage being married and a
daughter.  If he does what you are hoping it might cost him and you don't
want to be involved in it. He has to make those decisions without outside
interference."

Stu looked at me somewhat crestfallen for a moment. He had a way of looking
for the utopian side and disregarding the darker elements but that didn't
stop him from taking me in his arms again, an impish look in his eyes.

"You my love are always so logical." He said softly brushing my lips with
his and rubbing his hands up and down my spine. His eyes shone bright and he
nibbled on my ear whispering "Do you think they changed the bed since we've
been gone?" There was that husky tone in his voice and I could feel his
passion rising, matching mine.

"Only one way to find out." I said and we moved too the bedroom stripping
clothes off as we went. It was like Hansel and Gretal leaving a trail of
breadcrumbs but there was no witch waiting at the end of the trail.

Our bed had been made and the maid had opened the drapes leaving the sheers
closed. The room was filled with a soft light from the late afternoon sun.

Reaching for the bed covers to throw them back, Stu slid his arms around me
from behind and his steel hard rod slid between my legs the head pushing my
balls upwards as he ground his hips against my hard muscled buns. The weight
of his body forced me down on the bed, my knees on the floor and he dry
fucked my ass driving his thick meat between my legs and biting the back of
my neck gently groaning softly, "I wanna fuck your ass Clyde and fill it
with my hot cream."

His body felt like fire and his schlong was thick, hard meat dripping hot
pre-cum down the inside of my thighs. "Do it lover but not like this, I
wanna see you fucking my ass. Get up on the bed."

Stu twisted with catlike grace and swung up on the bed his hard cock
slapping against his rock hard stomach. His hard muscled body glistened from
sweat, his muscles rippling as he moved. With a twist I rolled on top of him
crushing our cocks between us and I drove my tongue into his mouth crushing
his lips with mine. Stu locked his legs around mine his arms around my neck
driving his hips upwards as we kissed, tongues twisting. I knew Stu was
strong but he flipped me like a baby reversing positions. He held me tight
with his knees squeezing my thighs and he held his body over mine, his thick
muscled arms locked at the elbow. I watched his finely muscled chest rise
and fall, his breathing ragged with passion and he slowly ground his groin
against mine pre-cum slicking us both. He had a devilish grin on his face,
his azure blue eyes flashing with fiery lust. Lowering his head he licked
the tip of my nose with his tongue whispering softly, "I love you Clyde
Hampton. I've wanted you like this since I first saw you; flesh on flesh, no
condom just you and me. Lift your legs up on my shoulders."

I gave myself too Stu completely. I wanted his hard shaft buried deep inside
my ass. I felt like I was on fire and when the head of his cock touched my
quivering anus and uncontrolled groan came from deep in my chest. "Fuck me
Stu baby, fuck my ass raw."

With an unhesitating lunge from my urging he drove his hot meat deep, the
initial pain of my ass being spread sent fire bolts rushing through me and I
bit my lower lip hard, I didn't want him to stop the assault, I wanted the
pain filling me and I gripped the base of his cock tight with the power of
my sphincter muscle and my hands squeezed the hard muscle of his biceps.

Stu almost screamed in the ecstasy of filling my ass with his rod. "Yes, oh
Christ Yesssssssss." He threw his head back stretching the muscles of his
chest a look of ecstatic anguish on his face, his eyes closed.

Stu held his pelvis tight against my ass and I felt the throbbing of his
cock deep in my bowels with every beat of his heart. I watched his breathing
return to normal and slid my legs off his shoulders around his waist locking
my ankles holding him tight. He locked my eyes with his as his hips started
a slow piston movement sliding his rod in and out of my sucking ass reaching
ever deeper with each thrust. He leaned forward pushing me up on the back of
my shoulders and it was like we both went into a sexual overdrive, his
powerful thrusts met by the upward drive of my hips. The passionate heat was
like the interior of a fiery volcano, consuming, building to a cataclysmic
ejaculation of hot molten seed. Stu prevented me from taking my cock and
jerking off to a climax with him. I could tell from the thickening of his
schlong in my ass he was close and my sperm was rushing upwards, my muscles
tightening.

Stu was like a racehorse driving for the finish line his hips pounding my
ass in a frantic frenzy. Rubbing his sweating chest, I could smell the raw
aphrodisiac of sex. "Yeah babe give it too me, fill my ass." I groaned when
his body tightened and he rammed his cock deep. His cock jerked with intense
spasms, his sperm gushing into me like a molten river and I tightened my
legs around his waist pulling him tight feeling the juice of my nuts
covering my stomach and chest. Two animals in rut taking and giving making
each other one as sweat poured over us. Inhaling deeply I could taste the
sweet muskiness of sex as we both collapsed panting breathing heavily.

We both basked in the soft afterglow that follows in the euphoric fog of
sexual satisfaction. Stu's cock slowly softened and I gripped it tight
draining the last drops as it slowly slid from within me.

Stu lay with my arms around him the stickiness of my cum between us and we
both breathed softly, heartbeats matching. His muscled back felt like soft
velvet under my fingers and he whispered in my ear.

"Thanks Clyde, that was wonderful. I've never felt like this with anyone
before. I love you and I never want too lose you."

"And you never will babe. You are mine and I am yours. This was the real
clincher for both of us. I've never wanted anyone or anything like I did
you, believe it Stu."

"I do. I've known that since we tried doing something with Cody and Adam and
I think they learned more about themselves because of it." He said softly as
he kissed me gently and laid his head beside mine.

"Its funny." I thought lying with Stu on top of me. You think you love
someone but there is a small flickering doubt deep inside of you until
suddenly a strong enveloping desire for that someone grips you and that
flickering doubt dissolves into an abiding love. I had lost any doubts I
might have had and the orphan had found his home.

Stu's steady breathing told me he had slipped off into a light sleep and
moving so his body lay beside me I pulled a sheet over us as I felt my eyes
getting a little heavy.

				* * * * * * *

We must have slept for almost an hour when I felt my shoulder being shaken;
I thought it was Stu waking me up. Opening my eyes and looking up through
sleep bleary eyes I saw Robert and Devon standing over us grinning.

"We knocked." Robert said. "No one answered the door. Would you two like to
join us for dinner or do you have other plans for the evening? Cody and Adam
came on over and they are downstairs waiting in the lounge."

"Join you yes but not until after you leave Rob. Clyde and I aren't getting
out of this bed until you do."

"Oh, shy are we?" Rob said teasingly, sitting on the side of the bed.
"You're forgetting I changed your diapers when you were a baby little
brother."

"Yeah, but the baby has grown some since then. Come on Rob, please."  Stu
said plaintively.

"It does smell a little rank in here, maybe you should turn the
air-conditioning on Dev and clear the air."

Robert was having his fun with Stewart but when Devon moved to turn on the
A/C I said. "And then you can leave. We'll be down as soon as we clean up."

"Whoops, that's the boss speaking. I guess we better leave Dev." Robert said
leaning over me kissing Stu's nose and I heard him whisper "your still a
baby too me."

After they left, we got out of bed and took our showers and I said to Stu
"We better be sure the connecting door is locked before we get in bed again.
I never did trust connecting doors when I stayed in a motel where lots of
the rooms are like that. You can't really be sure someone won't walk in on
you even thought the doors are supposed to be locked from both sides. I just
didn't like it."

"Yeah, your right about that Clyde. Of course Robert and Devon are different
I guess since Rob is my brother and we know Devon."

"I think we will make some changes after this is all settled. This place
might have a good reputation but it needs a good overhaul if it's going to
be a good investment."

"You have things in mind that you are going to do?" Stu said as he splashed
cologne on.

"A few but we need to do a complete inspection of the place before we do
anything. I want too drive up to the farm first though, don't you?"

"Yeah, I sure would like too see the inside of the house and what has been
going on there. Do you really believe they have been making porn movies?"

Stu was reading my mind; I had been thinking the same thing.  I really hoped
Dickson had not called the Farm Manager, Kyle Marx but he probably had after
Robert forced him to sign the place over.

"We'll find out tomorrow babe, bet on it. In the meantime, I want to hold a
meeting with the hotel staff. I'll bet rumors have been flying since
Martineze left so suddenly."

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The grandeur of the old hotel was evident as Stu and I walked down the
hallway too the elevator pointing out different things along the way like
peeling paint and water damage from somewhere in the walls. The old Otis
elevators would be one of the things that needed replacing. The nomenclature
plate indicated they had been installed in 1922 but certification
certificates indicated they were inspected and safe but they were seriously
outdated. Finding a good architect would be the first thing. Maybe Cody and
Adam could help out there.

Rumors had been flying and we noticed it as soon as we got off the elevator.
There was a feeling of less tension in the atmosphere.

Nicky was standing just inside the main entrance and he looked really spiffy
in his uniform. He waved at Stu and I as we passed, his face beaming. When
we entered the Lincoln Room some young lady we didn't know rushed over too
greet us but I waved her away and we joined the others in what was now our
private alcove. The waitress that I waved away was standing a few feet away
with an apprehensive look on her face. Devon beckoned to her and she came
into the alcove and stood just out of earshot.

"Clyde, do you and Stu want a drink first?"

"Devon, I would kill for a bourbon and water. What's going on everybody
seems like they are waiting for a bomb to explode or something? What'll you
have Stu?

I wasn't being funny, I could see the other diners in the room glancing at
us as we walked in and whispering.  I didn't like that at all. Stu ordered a
Sloe Gin Fizz while I looked around and Devon asked the young girl to bring
the drinks. Cody and Adam had not said a word, just sat grinning at Stu and
I like cats that had eaten a mouse or something. Everyone seemed to be
enjoying a joke at our or my expense.

"Okay, would someone like to tell me why everyone is looking so smug?
Robert, don't start playing with me, what's up?"

"Nothing really Clyde, the new owner just walked in that's all and everyone
knows it."

"The new owner? I'm not the owner just yet and you know it." I said just a
little miffed.

"I would say you are pretty damned close Clyde." Cody spouted out smiling as
he did.
"Yeah." Adam offered." Robert confirmed the rumor that everyone has heard
about you taking over the place."

"Who started that rumor?" I asked just as our drinks were brought. No one
said anything until after she left. Robert leaned over slightly.

"I think you can blame the rumor on Martineze. He blabbed something about
you taking over and not needing him any longer. Your new manager, Scott
Anderson told Devon and I what had happened when Martineze handed him the
letter of resignation I had told him we wanted. Martineze was not very
discreet about his leaving and several of the staff overheard him. That is
how the rumor started. It's like wildfire when something like that happens.
I believe Scott is waiting so he can talk with you about what you will want
as far as operating the hotel."

"Nicky told Cody and I what had happened Clyde when we came in. Did you see
how good he looked in his uniform?" Adam said.

"Yeah I noticed he looked kind of sharp when Stu and I walked past him. He's
going to need some help but not right away."

"You guys haven't ordered yet have you? We both are starved." Stu said
looking around.

"I ordered for all of us Stu." Devon said continuing. "Prime Rib with baked
potato and tossed salad. Prime Rib is one of our specialties, I'm sure you
will like it."

Dinner was served and Devon was right, the Prime Rib was delicious.  The
others had a wine with their dinner but I stuck with bourbon. Glancing
around the dining room there were only a half dozen people still dining with
over 2 hrs left before it would close. It seemed to me that it should be
bustling and not dying out so early. Leaning over a little to Robert I
excused myself and nudged Stewart. "Lets take a walk around."

"Where are we going?"

"Just around, no place in particular. After you guys finish your dinner, Stu
and I'll meet you in the lounge, we won't be gone long."

As we were getting up from the table, Adam stood and walked around to where
we were.

"Clyde, Cody and I can't stay long. Classes tomorrow. Will you guys be
staying much longer or going back to Baltimore soon? With this semester
winding up we probably won't be seeing you and Stu until the weekend with
all of the classes we have."

"We have the final probate hearing this Friday so I doubt we will be leaving
before next week. When we left there was supposed to be work done on our
townhouse and I haven't had time to ask Rob about it what with everything
else going on. I hope Rob can stay a little longer, I want to close the deal
on the Branston before we leave."

"Well, Cody and I are tickled that things are working out so well. If
anything changes before the weekend, you'll give us a call won't you?"

"Of course we will. Thanks for everything we owe you both. The other night
might not have worked out that well but we sure learned a lot."

"Yeah." Adam grinned. "We did too." He said giving us both a big hug. His
thick muscled arms felt like steel bands but I knew that already. Cody
joined us for a second and then Stu and I left walking towards the kitchen
doors.

The kitchen equipment was serviceable but old, ventilation was poor and we
could see it needed an entire upgrading. When people moved towards us, I
waved them off as we walked around.  After the kitchen we went too the
health spa and pool areas, the same results, old equipment needing
replacement.
It was the same through out the hotel, old and just being maintained. It was
far from being a Diamond rated hotel but it had an old money reputation for
quality and service.

Stu and I sat for a minute in one of the brocade horsehair stuffed chairs in
the lobby and I could smell the mustiness, a mildew odor.

"Stu baby, Branston might have pulled a snow job on Dickson getting him to
agree too a $3mil option. It's going to take a lot more then that just to
put the old girl back on her feet."

"Lets talk with Rob about it, he must have checked it out before he let you
sign the agreement."

"Yeah, lets go to the lounge but first I want to see the new manager. What's
his name, Scott Anderson?"

We stopped off at the front desk and Anderson was in his new office. The
desk clerk told him I wanted to see him and he almost jumped up from his
chair.

"Yes Mr. Hampton, what can I do for you?" He said rubbing his hands together
nervously.

"Would it be much trouble for the entire staff to be here in the morning at
9AM? I'd like to talk with them. Nothing rash, just a get acquainted
meeting."

"That should be no trouble except for Nicky, he has school until 3PM."

"I'll talk with Nicky. Do you have the employee files in your office?"

"Yes." He said again nervously." I thought you would want to see them and
they are all in order including Mr. Martinez's file plus those that have
left within the last year."

"Good." I said waving at Nicky standing by the door and asking Anderson to
get the files.

"Nicky, do me a favor and take these files up to my rooms. Put them on the
cocktail table in the living room." I asked handing him the magnetic door
card. "I'll be in the lounge when you get back."

"Yes sir Mr. Hampton, anything else?"

"No, just that thanks."

There was a pretty large stack of files and Stu offered to help but Nicky
told him he could handle it and gathered them up.

"That's a lot of records Clyde. I hope you don't plan on going through them
all tonight."

"Not all Stu, just a few select ones. The rest we can look at later." I said
quietly answering Stu. Turning back to the desk Anderson was standing
watching Nicky leave with the records and jumped when I spoke his name.

"Scott, do me another favor. Have all of the financial records you have,
deposits, receipts, and etc. from the hotel, bar and lounge at the meeting
in the morning. You can do that can't you?"

"Yes sir, everything will be in order as far as I can get it. Mr. Branston's
auditors and tax accounts have copies of everything we have here."

"No problem, just have all that you have in the morning okay?" I said over
my shoulder as Stu and I went into the lounge joining Robert and Devon.

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Rob and Devon already had drinks in front of them and they were talking
quietly together as we approached. Stu nudged me glancing at them and he
grinned his eyes flashing, talking. He was really excited about his brother
and Devon and I just looked back at him returning his grin. It did look like
things were getting serious between them. Maybe it would be a bad idea if he
came out of his closet and started living a little but it was not going to
be easy.

"Clyde." He said looking up at us. "I saw the parking valet carrying a stack
of folders and you talking with Anderson."

"Yep, Nicky was taking the employee records upstairs and I asked Scott to
have the staff here in the morning, 9AM. I can do that can't I?"

"Yes, it's your hotel except for signing the final papers. Branston turned
it over when you and he signed the option agreement this afternoon."

"Good, I told Scott to get all of the hotel financial records together by
tomorrow morning. Can we take them too the auditors that did the audit on
Uncle Sam's estate?"

"I think I see what you are getting at Clyde. The certified statement of
accounts and revenues show Branston has been taking more out then he left in
the hotel. I don't know if you noticed it but his home is much like the
hotel, old. He is still trying to put up a front Clyde he's a Branston. The
name still carries weight in Lincoln."

"You still think it was a good idea buying the place?"

"Clyde, have an audit done from the hotel records and then you decide if it
is or not. In my opinion you have a gold mine here or I would not have let
you sign the option papers. Dickson and Martineze knew it, why do you think
they wanted it so bad they almost committed fraud. Dickson risked his career
for this hotel and the farm and almost got away with it."

"Sorry Rob, I wasn't questioning you. Stu and I have been looking around and
it is so ratty looking under the finery. It's going to take a lot for it too
come back."

The four of us sat quietly for a few minutes and Nicky returned with the
room key card.

"The files are where you wanted them Mr. Hampton." He said handing me the
card.

"Thanks Nicky, you go on home and we'll see you tomorrow."

"Yes sir, thank you."

I waved at the bartender getting his attention. He walked almost with an
effort and took our order for drinks.

"He is the one I told you about earlier Clyde."

"And he is one of those that will go. That kind of attitude kills a place."

"That and no money being put back in. Mr. Branston hasn't done anything
except bare maintenance in months. Martineze wouldn't push him and now I
have an idea why." Devon said quietly looking at me. "I'm not putting my
nose in your business Clyde but I sort of like the old girl and hate seeing
her fall apart. She's been here longer then me."

"You better like her Devon, you're going to have a lot to do with bringing
the dining room and kitchens up to standards, my standards."

Devon looked at Robert and then at Stu and I, his eyes gleaming. "You mean
it Clyde? Boy, you won't regret it." He said quietly but excited. Our drinks
arrived and I looked over my shoulder to where Scott Anderson was standing,
waving him over.

I watched the bartender moving like a snail back too the bar and when Scott
came up I pointed at him.

"Close the bar Scott, give that man two weeks pay and tell him his services
are no longer needed at the Branston. After you've done that, make a sign up
and put it out front. Breakfast will not be served for the remainder of the
week. We will be open for lunch and dinner only."

He stood for a moment looking first at the bartender and then at me. "But,
but what will I tell him, Mr. Hampton, if he asks why?"

"Just what I told you nothing more. Do you have a problem with it or do you
want me to do it?"

"No sir, no problem. But no breakfast, what about the dining room staff?"

"Mr. Ricksford and I'll explain everything in the morning."

"We will Clyde?" Stu said, surprised, as we watched Anderson talking with
the bartender and then seeing him throw his vest and towel on the bar
following him out.

"Not you babe, Rob and I. I'm surrounded by Ricksford's. Devon don't change
your name, I don't think I could stand it."

"Hadn't thought about it like that Clyde but it's not a bad idea." He said
laughing.

Stu jerked his head around looking at Rob and got a shrug of his shoulders
for an answer.

"I think there has been enough damage done for one night gentlemen." Rob
said pushing h is chair back. "We will see you in the morning."

"Devon, would you ask the chef to have breakfast ready for just the staff in
the morning? Nothing fancy, just breakfast for those that want it."

Devon nodded his head as he and Robert left while we finished our drinks
before following them.

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