Date: Sat, 27 Mar 2021 14:11:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: styln10@comcast.net
Subject: Chapter 14 Robbie's True Love III

14.

Sam and Daryl walked quickly to Sam's cottage while holding hands looking
forward to a hot night of passion. They wanted to take each other to new
heights and lots of hot, nasty fabulous sex.

Once inside the men embraced and kissed each other passionately,
unbuttoning each other's shirts while struggling with belts and
zippers. They were finally naked, rock hard and dripping pre-cum. Sam sank
to his knees and took Daryl's ample 8" cock down his throat. Daryl started
to moan loudly and begged Sam to stop or he would cum way too soon.  "We've
got all night" Daryl reminded him.

They moved to the bedroom where Daryl pushed Sam on his back and crawled up
between his legs. He savored the sight of the sexy, hairy man that lay
before him. Sam's 8" cock was longing to be sucked so Daryl bent down and
took the leaking head of Sam's cock into his mouth, delighting in the taste
of the pre-cum that lingered on the Sam's smooth cockhead. He slid the
whole cock down his throat to the root, causing Sam to moan and scream,
"STOP Please! You will make me cum way too soon and I want this to last
more than about three minutes."

"Come up here and lay on top of me. Let's grind our cocks together and kiss
babe!"

Daryl did just that and the men kissed and moaned. Daryl swung around into
a '69' position and each took a cock into their mouths and started to suck
with gusto.

Sam said breathlessly, "Do you know how long it has been since I had a cock
in my mouth?  Damn, it feels so fucking good!"

"I love the taste and feel of your cock in my mouth as well. Now please
babe, turn your hot body around and sit that hot, nasty ass down on my face
so I can feast on your hairy hole."

Daryl complied and fed his hungry partner his tight, fuzzy hole. God, how
he loved to be rimmed. Sam pulled Daryl's cheeks apart and dug his tongue
deep inside the very hungry hole that waited. Daryl was moaning, begging
for more so Sam accommodated him with pleasure!

Daryl said, "Let's switch places as I need to eat your hole too. I love to
tongue fuck a hungry hole as well and when we get each other wet and loose,
we can flip fuck each other. I want you inside me bareback, fucking me with
no holds barred. Then it's my turn to give you a hard fuck!!"

Sam moaned and moved his ass up to Daryl mouth, just hovering above it,
thus making Daryl work to bury his tongue deep inside Sam's wanting
hole. Mission accomplished, both men were in heavy lust having their hungry
holes eaten and tongue fucked. Daryl pulled away and said gasping, "Babe, I
need to be deep inside that asshole right now! I'm ready to fill you up
with days- worth of cum. He moved down between Sam's legs and raised them
high, placing the flared head of his throbbing cock at the entrance of
Sam's hairy, wet wanting hole. He pushed through with Sam panting and
gasping, "OH GOD, give me a minute."

"You're so big and it has been a while, take it slow at first and then just
pound me deep and hard."

Daryl slid all the way in and his cum filled balls smacked Sam's ass
cheeks. Daryl moaned loudly, "God, your ass feels so good. You ready for me
now? Please say yes because I'm about ready to flood you with torrents of
my cum!!!"

Sam whispered, "GOD yes. Plow this ass, stud and fill me up! Then we can
cuddle and recharge a bit, cuz I'm going to pound that hot, sweet, tasty
ass into oblivion and put like 5-6 days of cum deep inside you! Then we can
fall asleep in each other's arms.

It all happened as they said and were soon literally exhausted. Cum and
energy drained, after each fucking the other at least 3 times and both men
were content and fell asleep as predicted.

Morning came too soon and Sam had work waiting in the barn and other
chores. As much as he wanted to stay in bed with Daryl, wake him slowly and
make love all over again, that was not in the cards at least not right now
anyway!! Saturday or not, work still had to be done.

Sam tried not to wake Daryl. He looked so peaceful sleeping after a
wonderful night of great passion. "Oh hell, it will all work out!" Sam
philosophized.

Daryl was one of the best lovers he had ever had and he could easily fall
head over heels over the young stud, but the distance they lived apart was
a major factor and had to be addressed.  Last night was just beyond words,
but even after all the hot sex they had, Sam was still super horny, like he
couldn't get enough!!

That gorgeous hairy body, so good looking, and nicely hung! Versatile to
boot. A gorgeous smile, quick wit and a very passionate, caring lover. Sam
had never really experienced that before. He had met some great guys, good
bodies, etc. but it was just sex. Some were most certainly not even
talented in that department. He thought of the old saying, 'God gave men
two heads and , blood enough to only work one at a time most but can only
think with one.  Most wise men know you make love with their mind as well
as your cock and ass!' Some men just can't do that, but Daryl sure did.

Daryl awoke slowly, raging hard and horny as hell for Sam the stud with
whom he made love with several times during the night. God, what a sexy man
and probably one of the greatest lovers he had ever had. And gorgeous to
boot!

He knew Sam had to work that morning and then he was taking both Daryl and
Elsa on a ride in the early afternoon with a picnic lunch. He dashed back
to the house to get ready for the day.  There he quickly showered, shaved
and dressed in jeans, boots and a polo shirt. He dashed downstairs to find
Robbie, Tommy and Elsa in the breakfast room finishing up toast, coffee and
juice. He said 'good morning' to Robbie and Tommy.

Both gazed at him with huge smiles. "So young Jedi, you just in from your
evening with Sam?  We do hope you had a grand time and are you looking
forward to today's ride and picnic. You both should have fun!!"

Daryl blushed and replied yes, they both had a wonderful evening and that
was enough said. He grabbed a coffee, some cinnamon toast and sat at the
table. He smiled again and repeated he had a most delightful time last
night!!

Robbie and Tommy both pushed away from the table and said they had to get
going, as they were expected for lunch in Beverly Hills. Both men hugged
Daryl and Tommy whispered to be careful while Robbie kissed both Daryl and
Elsa admonishing them to have fun and they would be back wither late Monday
or Tuesday. Then they were gone.

Tommy retrieved a Mercedes convertible from the oversized garage. It was a
dark tan color with camel interior and a matching top which they
immediately put down and placed their luggage in the boot. Tommy wanted to
drive, so he slid behind the wheel and leaned over kissing Robbie deeply
and exclaimed, "Here we go babe. I am looking forward to being with you all
alone, all weekend!!! OH, and I do love you a little bit!" Robbie laughed
loudly and said, "YEA, me too!!"

They drove off the ranch about 10:00 and started South towards Beverly
Hills, their new restaurant and lunch destination. It was a beautiful, warm
day with the sun shining and not a cloud as far as they could see. As
usual, they held hands while driving. They drove over to the coast and took
the PCH (Pacific Coast Highway) South. Then they crossed over to HWY
101. The ocean was calm and looked wonderful with the sun making it
glimmer.

The drive was easy and they arrived in record time. They arrived in Beverly
Hills just about 11:30 and found parking with the valet at the
restaurant. The Valet was new and asked if they had a reservation reminding
them there was a $15.00 parking fee!

Robbie looked at Tommy with an awe struck look on his face. "Parking fee?
WTF!!" Robbie asked for the young man's name to which the valet he asked
why?

"Well, mainly young man, because I asked for it. Is there a law about
asking an employee their name? We have been here many times and never had
to pay a parking fee! When did that start?"

The young man stammered and replied his name was Carl and he would ask the
manager to deal with this. Tommy and Robbie stayed with the car while the
young rude man walked into the restaurant. Out came a man dressed, well,
shall we say, not up to Robbie's standards: Wrinkled Sport coat with a
shirt frayed at the cuffs, a stained tie, dirty pants and scuffed shoes!

He said his name was Ralph as he came over to Robbie and Tommy and asked
demandingly why they were disputing the fee for parking?  Robbie looked at
the man and asked how long he had been employed there. He said
begrudgingly, about 2 months. Robbie asked if he could speak to owner if he
was there. "No, he ain't here. He's some weirdo who lives elsewhere and
he's never here anyway!!"

Robbie tried not to look surprised at what was said and just looked at
Tommy who sheepishly smiled. "Do you even know the owners name?" he said
politely. "No and I really don't care,, I have heard he is some fancy
faggot from up North somewheres!!!"

"Well Ralph, let us introduce our selves. My name is Robbie Gilman
Blackford and this is my husband Tommy Gilman Blackford. I happen to be the
same Blackford whose name appears on the sign of this restaurant. I guess
that would make me the owner of this place and MY husband here, is the lead
attorney for my corporation called Blackford Restaurants Inc. Yes, that
would also make me the fancy faggot, as you stated earlier, and you know
what? I don't have a parking service here, never had one, and it seems to
me you have been raking in money from my customers for months. Furthermore,
I would like to know how the hell you became manager of MY restaurant and I
want answers now!!

This was all said in a calm voice with mild hatred behind it!

"You are dressed like a total slob and I wouldn't hire you to scrub pots in
my kitchen. I am going to the office to see how much business and money you
have stolen and how much fraud you have committed. So, come with us now and
I want this restaurant closed until further notice while I get the mess
you've created cleaned up. Do it now!"

"Carl, you come too, and that's an order!! Oh, and Carl, I want any money
you have collected today. Where is the stash of cash I am sure you
collected during the week? I'm hope not much today as you just opened. I
will give it back to any customers currently seated having lunch. Also
Carl, you are so fired as of right now but you are not leaving until the
police have checked you out thoroughly!"

As Tommy and Robbie walked into the restaurant, the place had changed a
bit. It wasn't bright and cheery and there were just eight people dining
for lunch. The people looked at Robbie as he passed with Ralph and Carl in
tow to the back of the kitchen where the office was.

The Chefs looked bewildered seeing Tommy and Robbie passing through. Robbie
only recognized one chef, his name was john, who was working there when
Robbie bought the restaurant. He looked forlorn and really down.

Tommy took the pair into the office, which was a site. Papers strewn
everywhere, old coffee cups staining the desk, just plain filthy! It made
Tommy's skin crawl. Tommy called the police, explained what was happening
and they said they would be right there!!

Robbie walked over to John and he smiled at Robbie. "Thank God you're here
Robbie. I have tried to keep it together for you. I didn't have any contact
info for you and Ralph told us it was his restaurant now, and you were just
gone and never coming back. I was going to call you in San Francisco, but
then I figured you just didn't care and that you had left us, so I didn't
bother.  I am so sorry to have let you down, Robbie. I really apologize and
would like to stay on and get things back the way they were when you took
over, if you'll let me. It has only been about three weeks but business has
fallen off quite a bit. However, with you here we can bring it back! You
are staying aren't you?"

Robbie gave John a hug and said yes, he was staying but was first going to
take out the trash.  Just then the police had arrived and were brought back
to the kitchen. Robbie had gone out and explained to the diners who he was,
that there had a been a bit of a problem and to finish their lunches which
would be comped. He also asked if they had paid for valet parking. They all
said yes so Robbie opened his wallet and gave each person with a car $20
and thanks for understanding.  Then said, the restaurant would be closed
for about a week for refurbishing.  The diners half-smiled and said they
understood and thank you. They also said they would be back when things got
straightened out!! Diners soon finished and left shaking their heads. The
doors were locked and staff was told to be seated in the dining
room. Robbie explained who he was and to wait a minute. He would be back to
explain things more thoroughly while everyone looked shocked!

When Robbie got back to the kitchen, evidently Ralph had tried to throw a
punch at one of the policemen and thus was handcuffed and sitting in the
corner with a purple bruise to the heads starting to show. Robbie looked
confused when the officer named Brad, told Robbie that Ralph had somehow
slipped on the dirty floor and hit his head. Robbie just looked at Ralph
and smiled shaking his head!!!

"Officers, my name is Robbie Blackford and this man is my husband Tommy
Gilman Blackford. I own the restaurant and Tommy is head legal counsel for
the Blackford Corp. We just arrived to check things out here as we normally
live in San Francisco. We also have another restaurant in Palm Desert and
we come down every couple of weeks to check on things. We arrived this
morning to find out from the new Valet that there was a $15.00 parking
charge which I did not authorize and lord knows how much money was taken by
these two men.  I suspect they are keeping the parking fee for
themselves. I will, of course, reimburse all of this money back to my
customers.

We did not know this man. I didn't hire him and how he got here is a total
mystery to me.  Believe me, they are both to be arrested and charged with
trying to steal from my restaurant, my customers and whatever else I can
come up with after auditing the staff and we need to go over the books and
see how much damage was done. So, Officers if you can please remove these
two from my establishment. We will come down shortly to sign any paperwork
that need our signatures to press formal charges.

Both Carl and Ralph were taken to police headquarters in handcuffs.

Robbie and Tommy walked into the dining room and spoke to the bewildered
crowd of three servers, one bus person and a bartender! Everyone looked
bewildered and asked what was up?  Robbie scanned the gathering with a
smile and assured all they had done nothing wrong.  Robbie then said, "My
name is Robbie Gilman Blackford and this distinguished man with me is my
husband Tommy. I own this restaurant, one down in Palm Desert and 10 more
in and around San Francisco.  Our family has been in the restaurant
business for many years. I am the Executive Chef for all the Blackford
restaurants. I am truly sorry for the crap that has been going on here. I
was being fed false reports from Ralph, who I didn't know, and all of this
mess will be taken care of ASAP. We will bring the place back to a place of
honor featuring the best food and service as before. Now may I ask your
names please and tell me what has been going on here!!"

The first to speak was a young man who said his name was Alex. He seemed to
be in his early '20s and very good looking: About 5'11, 175 # with dark
hair and soulful eyes. He had only been here a month and was going to be
giving his resignation today after lunch. He has been a waiter for nearly
two years and liked it but he didn't like the way things were handled at
'Blakes'.  Ralph was a tyrant, overbearing and demanding.

Melissa was next to speak. She was a cute redhead with green eyes and a
pretty smile. She was also in her early '20s. Melissa said she had just
started a week ago and several times, Ralph had made sexual advances
towards her. She was totally repulsed and claimed she always avoided him
like a plague. She also wanted to leave also.

The bartended was slightly older, in his late 30's or early 40's.  His name
was Ryan. Pleasant looking, but not really well built with blond hair and
grey eyes. He was really upset as well and was always being yelled at for
nothing! He was forced to over charge for drinks and Ralph tried to serve
the cheapest liquor. He was planning on walking out this afternoon too. He
hated it here and had been only working at Blakes barely a month.

The last to speak was the busboy/dishwasher. He spoke very little English
and needed the job since he was supporting his ailing mother. He started to
cry. Robbie and Tommy both felt badly and were sorry for all of them. The
3rd waiter didn't even speak. There was really no need to hear more!!

Robbie said for each to give him a full resume and hoped they wouldn't
leave, promising he would take care of everything. Robbie asked, "Were you
all getting your tips??"

Both Alex and Melissa were first to laugh and shake their heads no. "We
were told to put all tips in a jar at the front and then when we closed,
Ralph would hand us each $20 and sometimes only $10. Ryan said he would try
to collect tips from his customers, but Ralph would step in and tell
customers they would pool all their tips and tips would be handed out at
the end of shift. We were each most likely making between $60 to $100 per
night but we never saw it. That just wasn't right, what Ralph did to us!!"

"All that changes right now. Forget the resumes. You have just been hired
by me. Is this all the staff other than the two Chefs in the kitchen??

Alex spoke first and said "Yes, everyone else walked out 10 days ago."

Robbie stated, "This place will be closed for at least a week and major
changes will be made. I am giving you each $500 as a bonus for lost
tips. You will be paid $250 for the week we are closed. You will have new
uniforms and this place gets a complete makeover!! Does everyone approve?
Will you stay with me and help turn this place around? BTW both Ralph and
Carl are in jail and not going to see the light of day for a long
while. Now hang tight for a minute and I will get my check book to pay
you. I am so sorry this happened. I will make this right! There will be ads
put in the papers saying we have had a much-needed Management change and
some redecorating being done. Blake's will re-open next week.

Everyone clapped and started to laugh! Both Robbie and Tommy gave each
employee a hug and said get home, rest and please leave your phone #s and
addresses. The employees collected their things and left with a smile and a
spring in their step. "If any problems arise, just contact either of us and
we will make it right," yelled Tommy. He handed each a business card.

Robbie and Tommy went back to the kitchen with John requesting him to leave
and but to come back next week to reset the kitchen and help with the
re-model. He was getting an additional bonus as well. John left shortly and
both Robbie and Tommy all but collapsed in chairs in the dining room. They
held each other close and kissed. Robbie sighed and said it was a good
thing they came when they did. "What a fucking mess, but we will weather
through it together darling, we always do!"


This is the end of Chapter 14 and hope everyone enjoyed it. Robbie will
make it right with Tommy's help. What a mess, but they will get things
going again, all for the better.

As always, be yourself, PLEASE be safe, wear your masks even if you have
had your vaccines. Be kind, help others when you can and hang tough!!!

Thanks as always to my Allen for his hard work in keeping this saga
going. Bless you all and please, I would love any comments or suggestions
for the story. What will happen with Daryl and Sam and what about Robert at
home in SF? Stay tuned for more answers!!!  Chapter 15 is coming soon!!

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