Date: Sat, 20 May 2000 16:28:04 EDT
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: G-village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 3

G-village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 3		by lennoxbear@aol.com

The following is a continuation of stories with characters begun in
Feelings of Security.  This story contains graphic gay sex, man to man.  If
you are offended by such material, please go elsewhere.  Also, sexual
practices are fantasy and not an endorsement of unsafe sexual practices and
are not meant to be seen as such.


Darrell and Ron hit the gym with new intensity that afternoon spurred on by
Red's renewed energy in preparing for the contest.  And by the hope that
they could rebuild their relationship and lives together.  Red was working
the front desk when they walked into the gym.

"So, what's your decision?"  Darrell checked out Red who was now dressed in
tank top and tight shorts, looking every bit a tasty hot man.

"I'm finished at 6:30, we can discuss some things over dinner."  Darrell
and Ron looked at each other and leaned on the counter.  Ron pulled Red
toward him by the left nipple.

"That's what you said about lunch, which, by the way, we missed.  Granted
it was pretty awesome.  We're starving and don't think we can miss a second
meal, no matter how hot that lunch time was."

Red hit them with a big grin and flexed his round full pecs.  "No,
seriously, we do need to talk about things. No fooling around this time,
well, maybe after dinner.  Some things have come up which I think you will
find very interesting."  Both men peered over the counter at Red's basket.
"No, no that.  I'm going to do a quick arm workout in a few minutes, and
Richard is scheduled to close.  How's dinner at Dan's Place at 7 sound?"

"Good, we'll see you in the weight room."  The two beefy black men headed
for the locker room and Red let out a long sigh.  Dell wandered over from
the caf^Â, leaned against the counter and raised his eyebrows.

"Well, does this mean things are back to normal?"

"Yeah, I'm just stringing them along.  Have some good news to give them but
want to pull their chains a bit.  Besides, I am so fucking horny it's
painful."  Red pulled at his hard cock and moaned.  "All this working out
and all of Tom Pratt's supplements are pushing my buttons.  Add in, that I
am staying in a house right now filled with hot, horny muscleheads, I need
prozac.  Being in the middle of Tom and Eric is bad enough, throw in Mike
and Doug plus visits from Joe and Vic, oh man, my nuts hurt."

"Uh, right, yeah, I feel so sorry for you, soooooooooooo sorry.  If you'll
excuse me now, I need to go find my other half and, um, review my orders."
Dell headed up to Richard's office.  Red watched Dell's beyond words butt
and ground his hard cock against the counter.

"So, it's come to this, humping the front desk?"  Red looked over his
shoulder to find Don standing behind him.

"Oh good grief, I'm so embarrassed."  Red covered his eyes with his hand.

"Don't be, it's cute, especially when you flex this bubble butt."  Don
looked around and discretely groped Red's ass.  "I have something I need to
tell you and it isn't going to be easy."  Red turned around and looked at
the handsome blond trainer.

"Really trying to kill my mood aren't you?"

"No, but this is something that has been in the works for a long time and
has finally come to fruition.  Frank has accepted a promotion and it means
we will be relocating.  I wasn't sure I would move with him, but I also
have connections for a job and can't pass it up."

"But buddy, that's great news.  I mean, I'm sorry as hell to see you guys
go, but a better job is a better job.  Where?"

"San Francisco.  We have to be there in a month, so I can help you find
someone else."  Don looked like he was about to cry and Red reached out to
give him a big hug.  "I've never worked anywhere or lived anywhere, where I
have felt this comfortable with people and consider them my family.  From
the moment we met Eric, it has built this way.  I am going to miss everyone
so much."  Red held him tightly until he realized members were waiting to
sign in.

"Oh sorry, just found out Don will be leaving us for a new job in
California, we'll really miss him." The faces of the three members at the
desk hit the floor.  Don was immediately swamped with congratulatory
comments and regret that he would be leaving.  A big tear rolled down his
face as he struggled to keep composure.

"I have a client to work with right now, thanks folks.  Red, we'll talk
later.  Can you tell Richard?"

"Sure.  We'll talk."

Marsh and Jack straightened the stacks of paper on Eric's desk.  In the
last two years, Eric had expanded into four more businesses and likewise
for the paperwork.  Somehow the man had a magic touch at making things work
to make money while still creating an entity that was respectable and
welcoming.  He was expected to finalize six houses in his little village
tomorrow morning and issue the next round of contracts for the apartment
building.  They just weren't sure when he actually found time to do all the
reading and work that went into it.  He was always on the go to market one
thing or another, never missed a workout or an opportunity to be with Tom.

"I am beginning to think that he doesn't sleep.  Maybe he just plugs the
computer into his brain at night and downloads everything."  Jack checked
the last of the computer reports and initialed the changes.

"The only thing he downloads into is Tom."  Marsh stretched his tired back.

"Can't blame him there.  Did you ever think two years ago, when they met it
would snowball like this."

"Actually, in a way, yeah.  Eric shared that with me.  Way back, when the
old gym was struggling and Eric took it over, Tom was working there.  This
was before he started school for whatever techno-thingie he is.  Eric
thought he was a pretty good kid and wanted to help him.  Well, he never
really got much of an opportunity to talk to Tom but through Mike, the old
gym manager, he kept tabs on him.  It wasn't just a coincidence that Tom
ended up interning with Eric's company, it was sort of planned."

"You mean Eric choreographed Tom's career?"

"Well, no, not exactly.  Eric made sure Tom had a place to intern, even
though he never directly talked with him to make it happen.  Something
about him impressed Eric and he thought he deserved a good opportunity.
Then David died and Eric was sort of drifting.  Remember, he dated a few
guys but it always got rather weird?  He never really got to know Tom
beyond distantly crossing paths.  I don't think Tom ever really said hi to
Eric more than once or twice.  He had never really given much thought to
Tom beyond a possible employee.  And a nice body."

"And then Tom innocently waltzes in to the office and sets the wheels in
motion.  Wow.  Pretty cool story."

"Eric never in his wildest dreams thought Tom would walk back into his life
and work out to be the man that he is."

"Isn't romance wonderful."

"Yeah, right.  And look at us now, up to our ears in work because Tom
inspires Eric to try new things and create new opportunities for people.
The least they could do is come in here and get naked with us once in
awhile."

"And stop creating new business."

"But don't stop making money.  You ready for dinner, shit, it's pouring out
there.  Want to just stop somewhere and get something to eat on the way
home?"

"Yeah, I suppose.  I need to call my brother Steve first and then we need
to drop these contracts off at Mary Lou's to be notarized.  She said she
would be there until 6:30.  We better get moving."

Dan called ahead to the restaurant to ask that a table for 8 be set aside.
Albert, his assistant, said it wouldn't be a problem; the rain was killing
their business.

"Shouldn't I make that a table for 10?"

"Why 10?"

"Marsh and Jack just walked in, oh, and so did Red, Darrell and Ron."

"What is this, none of our friends feels like cooking tonight?"

"Are you complaining Dan?"

"Oh no.  Tell you what, set up the side room.  We'll make it an impromptu
party. We'll be there in 15 minutes."

Marsh and Jack shook the rain from their clothes as Red, Darrell and Ron
ran through the front door.

"Wow, what a miserable night, who asked for this rain?"  Red wiped his
shaved head with a sleeve from his jacket.

"April showers bring May flowers."

"Uh, it's already May. What else do showers bring?"

"Well, I know someone who likes to play around during storms."

"We're in a restaurant Ron, I ain't getting naked here."

Albert picked up several menus.  "So much for the floor show, right this
way guys."

"Thanks, Albert, but we aren't together."

"You are now, Dan's orders.  And you know how I like to follow orders."

Red was about to say something when Darrell put his hand over his mouth.
"Just let it go. It's too easy."  He walked into the side room with Red
huddled against him and his hand still in place.  "So what was it you
wanted to tell us?"

"Oh sure, rub your dick against my butt and then try to distract me."  Ron
shook his head and sat down by Marsh and Jack.  Red plopped down, all
smiles.  "These guys can help fill in the details.  Eric has offered us a
really good deal on the lot just one away from theirs.  The one right on
the other side of the trees.  I think we should take him up on it."

Darrell and Ron blinked.  "Well, that's great but I don't know if we can
come up with the money as down payment toward building a house right now."

"He's willing to help with that too, or take it out in trade."  Ron leaned
back in his chair and whistled.

"Hmmm, owe Eric money and have him fuck my ass as collateral, sounds good
to me."  Darrell groaned and covered his eyes with his hand.  Marsh just
chuckled.

"I don't think he meant it quite that way, boys, but he is willing to work
a deal.  We sent the papers to the lawyer today to be reviewed."

"Please guys, I've never had a brother and Tom is the closest I've ever
been to anyone, please.  Let's make a new home and life together with our
best friends next door."

"We'll think about it. OK?" Red's eyes were filled with pleading as Darrell
kicked Marsh under the table.  The rest of the guys came walking in the
door as Red was about to drop to his knees to beg another way.  Dan quickly
set to bustling about to get dinner and drinks moving for his friends.
Their favourite waitress was taking drink orders as everyone milled around
in a party mood, when in walked Frank and Don.

"Did we miss something for which we should be offended?"  Eric walked over
as Dan hustled out to get two more place settings.  He hugged Frank, one of
his oldest friends.

"No, this is all impromptu, but we must all be having the same vibes.
Congratulations on the job, but I am so going to miss you.  You know you
always have a place to stay and are welcome anytime.  We'll have a real
going away party for you both later."  Eric hugged Don as Tom walked over
to congratulate them.  Don reached out to Tom and fought back tears.

"We aren't moving for a month. He'll be a total basket case by then with
huge swollen eyes."  Don hugged both Eric and Tom and stuck his tongue out
at Frank.  Eric dropped into a sitting position on the end of one of the
tables to ask the two guys about their new jobs and life in San Francisco.
He pulled Don next to him.  Tom straightened up abruptly.  The friends all
gathered round to wish Frank and Don good luck and hug them.

"Eric?"  The big man was busy mugging with Don. Tom looked to be in pain.

"Eric?"  Don leaned against Eric and wrapped the big arm around his waist.

"I'm really going to miss playing around too."

Frank chuckled.  "Like we won't find you new playmates."

"Eric?"  Don tugged Tom toward him hard with a jerk.  "Could I please
borrow the truck keys for a second?"  Eric leaned back and fished the keys
from his jeans pocket.  Tom grabbed them with a huge gasp.  Eric bit his
lip to stifle a laugh as Tom sprinted out of the room.  Eric excused
himself and walked out of the banquet room in time to see Tom duck into the
men's room.

"Tom, are you OK?  I'm sorry, I forgot."

>From within one of the stalls came a breathless response. "Uh, uh, no,
but, oh fucccccccccccccck. Ahhhhhhhhh."  Eric slowly pushed open the door
on the stall to find Tom with his jeans pulled down and an enormous purple
erection.  Tom was holding himself up against the back wall as stream after
stream of cum rocketed into the toilet.  He gasped for breath trying to
explain his situation to Eric.  Eric rubbed his shoulders and handed him
some paper towels.

"Good grief, I've never seen your balls get that big before."  Tom took a
deep breath and turned around.  He held up the keys with the remote control
for the electronic cockring around his cock and balls.

"I'm holding onto this until we leave. I thought I was going to pass out in
there."

"I'm sorry, I forgot I had it with me.  Guess my jeans pressed against the
button."

"Pressed hell, they pushed it to max.  I was vibrating halfway to my toes
and up to my nips.  Look."  Tom held up his T-shirt to show Eric his erect
nips.  Eric bit his lip to keep from laughing.  "Fuck you.  If we hadn't
been in a restaurant it would have been hot.  I was afraid I was going to
cum right there on the spot.  No pun intended."  Tom giggled.

"It wasn't meant to hurt you."

"Oh, it didn't hurt.  I was standing there with my hands in my pockets
trying to hide a rocket about to go off."

"Are you boys all right in here?"  Red stuck his head in the door of the
restroom.  Tom pulled his clothes together and walked out to wash his
hands.  Red stared at his swollen basket and tilted his head.  "Am I
missing something?"

"Oh, Eric gave me a gift, see."  He showed Red the electronic cockring and
remote.

"Cool, just like a dog collar for an invisible fence, let me see."  Tom
raised his arm so Red couldn't get the remote.

"Oh no, I know you'll push the button right to catapult, later."  Red
scampered around Tom trying to reach the remote.

Eric just shook his head.  "Oh good grief, give me strength."

Bob hurried Dave into the house and out of the pouring rain.  The teenager
was shivering and trembling.  He kicked off his shoes and stood inside the
door on a small rug.

"I can't move.  I'll track water over everything."

"Don't worry about that shit.  Get upstairs to the bathroom so we can get a
look at that lip and eye.  Go ahead, straight up the stairs."  Dave hurried
up the steps with Bob directly behind.  He grabbed some towels from the
closet and told Dave to strip.  He went to his bedroom and got his thick
bathrobe.  When he walked back into the bathroom, Dave was peeling off his
soggy jeans and Bob gasped.  Dave's back was covered with large bruises
that looked like footprints.  A really nasty looking one covered his left
side.  Dave winced when he touched it.

"You could have cracked ribs.  We need to get you to a doctor."

"No, please, just let me stay here the night, I won't be a bother and I'll
find a place to stay tomorrow."

"Bullshit, you're staying here where you'll be safe.  Why don't you take a
shower and let me cleanup that lip and look at that eye.  Get in there
while I get my first aid kit."  Bob listened to the water running while he
retrieved his kit from the kitchen and made a quick call to Dr. Pratt to
leave a message.  He walked back into the bathroom just as Dave pulled on
the robe and sat on the edge of the bed.  "Sit over here on the toilet
lid. The light is better and I can get a good look at that face."

"Bob, I'm sorry, I didn't know where to go and you were nearby and said if
I needed a place to drop..."

"You're perfectly welcome, no bother and quit worrying.  That lip's not too
bad, let me put some of this on it, it may sting.  I brought some ice for
that eye."  Dave winced as Bob dabbed at his lip.  "Come lay on the bed and
cover your eye."  Bob led him into the bedroom and told him to lie across
the king sized bed.  Dave hesitated.  "Lie down, son."  Dave lay back and
put the ice pack over his swollen eye.  "It may be swollen for awhile,
that's a doozy.  Now, what happened."

Dave sobbed.  "He was about to beat on my mother and I got between them, so
he started yelling at me for being queer.  And hitting me.  I thought this
time he would kill me.  Then he pushed me down the steps and out the door.
I was too scared to fight back again.  I don't know if he went back and
beat on my mom.  He may have used all his energy on me."  Bob held the
young man as he trembled.

"We'll find out tomorrow.  He goes to work fairly early right, before you
would normally leave for school?"  Dave nodded yes.  "Then we'll go by in
the morning and check on your mom, and get your stuff.  I don't think
you'll be up for school tomorrow.  Did you eat anything?  No?  How about I
make us some soup and sandwiches.  I don't think that lip can take too much
even though it looks pretty good now.  Let me get you something to wear and
put your clothes in the washer."  Bob left the room and came back a couple
of minutes later with soup and sandwiches and a sweat suit.  Dave got up to
change and dropped the robe on the bed as Bob tossed his clothes into the
washer across the hall.  When he walked back into the room, Dave was
pulling on the pants and Bob marveled at the muscular young body.  He
almost gave out a whoop when Dave turned around to face him.

For an eighteen-year-old, his chest was magnificent to see.  Two huge
perfectly shaped square pecs and wide shoulders.  His delts and traps could
use some work but he was young.  And then there was the cock.  Dave quickly
pulled up the pants before Bob could blink to make sure he saw what he
thought he saw.  One of the biggest dicks he could remember on a kid.  This
boy was going to be a heart breaker.  They sat on the bed and chatted while
they ate. Then Bob made Dave lay back and put the ice bag back on his eye.
He took care of the dishes and put Dave's clothes in the dryer. Dave was
quietly watching TV when Bob returned with a large glass of water.

"Thanks, Bob, I don't know how to repay you."  Bob smiled and looked at the
blond kid with the long lean build.

"You don't need to repay me.  Glad I can help, but I don't think you can be
around this bastard anymore.  We need to get your mom out of there."
Dave's lips trembled and tears began rolling down his face.  "We'll make
sure she is safe, I promise."  Dave snuggled against the big man and
sobbed.  Bob put his arm around the kid, rubbed his back and held him
tightly.  Dave quieted down and was soon asleep.  Bob sat with the young
man curled against him, holding the ice bag on the blackened eye and
rubbing his cheek against the soft blond curly hair.  Dave stirred at one
point and wrapped his arm around Bob's waist but remained asleep.  Bob
quietly watched TV and held the battered young man tightly.  Rain continued
to pour down.

Eric filled in Darrell and Ron on the details of the property and that the
house could be built by his company at cost.  They were flabbergasted at
his offer and felt it was just too good to believe.  Eric explained part of
the reason he was doing it was as a birthday gift to Tom.

"I don't know if you realize how much you guys mean to him, and me.  We
really are looking at this as an opportunity to create our own family and
village.  We want you to be part of it. So, please consider it."

Darrel and Ron leaned in close to Eric and told him they accept but don't
tell Red, they wanted to do it themselves.  The three men looked at Tom and
Red in an animated conversation with Mike and Doug.

Eric gave the men a bemused smile and rubbed their shoulders.  "It's like
two big muscle pups, literally, gotta love 'em."

Bob eased off the bed and went downstairs to take care of the dishes. A few
minutes later Dave came walking in carrying the now melted ice bag.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you, but I haven't been sleeping
much lately.  I don't think I need this anymore."

"That's Ok, it was kinda nice.  The eye does look better.  It's going to be
bruised for awhile but the swelling has subsided.  How do you feel
otherwise?  The other bruises."  Dave looked at the floor.

"I'm okay. I'll heel."

"He was beating on you long before you told him you were gay, wasn't he?"
Dave shook his head.  Bob walked over and held the boy tightly.  "We'll
figure some way of getting your mother out of there.  In the meantime, you
still look pretty tired and we need to get over to get your stuff right
after he leaves in the morning.  You can take my room if you want."

"Oh I don't want to throw you out of your bed.  I can do the sofa, or I can
stay on one side.  It's a king size so it's OK, isn't it?"

"Sure.  Come on, it's 11, let's get some sleep."

The evening at the restaurant was a night of joking and oohing and ahhing
over Vic and Joe's house plans.  They had to show everyone the blueprints.
The excitement over the drawings and the beginning of construction got
everyone in a festive mood.  Everyone but Red.  Darrell and Ron were
stringing him along about not being sure it was a good idea and whether or
not they could afford it.  Red promised with the three of them it could
work.

"Don't know bud."  Darrell kicked Tom under the table when it looked like
he was about to fall into Red's trap.  Tom looked at Eric who commented on
the weather and how nice it would be if it weren't raining.  It took Tom a
minute but he finally understood.

"Well, gee, Red, maybe we need to give them some time, I mean it is a big
step and if they don't think they can aff........"  Red sighed heavily and
looked crushed.  Dan wandered by and asked if anybody needed anything.

"Yeah, a big glass of Vodka, rocks."

"Uh, Red, you don't drink."  Red shrugged his shoulders.

Bob rummaged through his linen closet and found an unopened toothbrush for
Dave.  Dave made himself busy trying to brush his teeth without making his
lip bleed again.  Bob had gone into the bedroom to answer the phone.  It
was Tom Pratt returning his message.  Bob explained what had happened but
that Dave didn't seem to be in any pain from possibly broken or cracked
ribs, so he was sorry to have bothered him.  Tom asked about Dave's mother
and was told they would find out in the morning.  Pratt went on to ask Bob
to do a few things tomorrow and said he would be in touch by noon.  Dave
came out of the bathroom and Bob told him to make himself comfortable.
When he returned from brushing his teeth Dave was curled up on the far side
of the bed, already asleep.  Bob smiled to himself, stripped down to his
underwear and crawled into bed.  He felt really good inside for having
taken the boy into his home.  He only hoped it wasn't too late for his
mother.

As they were leaving the restaurant, Tom Pratt pulled Eric aside and spoke
with him a few minutes in Dan's office.  Tom stood outside with Darrell,
Ron and a dejected Red.  Red's hands were buried deep into his pockets as
he kicked at puddles in the parking lot left by the rain.

Darrell grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him toward him.  "Oh for
heaven's sake, stop it.  We're teasing you.  We told Eric yes.  We'll do
it."  Red reacted immediately by jumping up, wrapping his legs around
Darrell's waist and kissing him.  "So are you coming home tonight?"  Red
stopped his dance of joy.

"My stuff is all at Eric and Tom's.  Eh, that's just clothes, we're going
to be naked anyway."  Ron fell against the car. His head against the wet
cold glass.

"Help us, it's going to be a long night, I can just tell."  Joe and Vic
stopped to kid with Ron, asking if he needed help.  "Of course, he's like
an out of control little sex pig when he gets like this.

"Oh, we were just asking to be polite, some of us need our sleep."  Joe
headed for the truck.

"You were planning on sleeping?" The beefy cop groped Joe's tight butt.
Joe grabbed his shoulders and pulled him toward the truck.

Bob rolled to his right side and found Dave snuggled against him.  At first
he thought he had tossed and turned himself across the bed but realized he
was basically in the same place in bed where he started.  Dave pulled Bob's
thick arm around him and pressed his naked body against the older man.  Bo
took a deep breath and felt the hard pecs.  He held Dave tightly and kissed
the back of his neck.

To be continued, comments - suggestions?		Lennoxbear@aol.com