Date: Sat, 19 Feb 2005 16:09:50 -0700
From: wadewrightaz@yahoo.com
Subject: What a Show Man Chapter 1

			     What a Show, man!

			      By: Wade Wright

	      Chapter 1:  We know a Couple of Hot Tight Spots


	"Hey Hon, I'm home!"
	"Hi Hon! Hey Hon, come out here!"
	"Hey Bob, what you doing sitting out there in the dark?"
	"Hi Honey!  Hey babe, turn the patio light back off and come out
here!"
	Bob and Jim were "husband and husband", so to say, since saying
"husband and wife" would be inappropriate.  Bob was sitting outside on the
back patio, in the dark, when Jim hit the patio switch and started out the
door to join him.
	"What you doing sitting out here in the dark?"
	"Well to be real truthful, I'm watching the exhibition that is
being put on for me."
	"You what?  What are you doing?"
	"Sit down here and look over there, toward that apartment, where
you see the lights on in the, ---well, what I think is the dining room
area."
	Jim sat down and tried to see whatever it was Bob was wanting him
to look at.
	"What am I looking for?  What am I supposed to see?"
	"Hey, just keep your eye on that sliding glass door for a
minute,---there!  There!  See that?!"
	"Shit man, he's fucking naked!  Has he been walking around like
that?  He's got to know people can see him in there, don't he?  What a
show, man!"
	"You know, if you look around, we are the only ones that can see in
that apartment.  There's no other patio or windows that look that
direction, and I kind of think he knows that.  He knows I've been sitting
out here.  It was light enough out when I came out that I know damn well he
saw me sitting here earlier, and at that time, he had clothes on.  He's the
only person I've seen in there tonight, and I know he's got a wife.  I've
seen them together, but I kind of think that tonight, he is there all by
himself."
	"And you think he is doing that on purpose?  You think he's just
walking around in there, in front of the window naked, on purpose?"
	"Yea, hell yes I do!  Even though it's dark out here, I know damn
well that he can still see me sitting here, like a profile from the light
behind me.  Oh Look!  Hey!  I think he just now saw that there's two of us
out here now.  He stopped and looked this way.  He might have seen the
patio light come on for a second when you turned it on.  Jim, I am totally
convinced that he is trying to put a show on for us.  Look, he's just
standing there like he is looking out across the yard!"
	"What's he doing?  What's he doing?"
	"Well,---I think he's kind of grabbing his dick and playing with
it, but trying to make it look like he's not aware of what he's doing, and
of course trying to act as if he doesn't know we are here."
	"Who is that, do you know who that is?"
	"Yea I do!  He's the guy that moved in about three or four weeks
ago and we talked to him and his lady real briefly while he was unloading
the U-Haul truck.  I think he said his name was Roy.  Remember the guy that
had the tight tank top and tight cut offs on, and as we walked away you
made some comment about how you'd like to come home some day and find him
layin in our bed?"
	"Oh God Bob, is that the same guy?  That guy was a black guy!  Is
this guy black?  I can't tell.  There's too much light coming from behind
him, for me to see what color skin he's got."
	"Believe me Jim, he is black.  Wait till he moves over into the
room some and gets some light on this side of him.  He is the same black
man that was movin in that day.  And he does have a wife,-or at least a
live-in-girlfriend.  Remember she was helping that day, and I've seen them
together since that day.  Fact is, until now, I've never seen him without
her being with him."
	"So,--what do you think he's up to?  You really think he can see
us, or at least see our outline against the window so that he knows we are
watching him?"
	"Yes I damn well do!  I know damn well he is putting on a show.
When I first came out here, he had what looked like a pull over shirt and
some, like dress slacks on.  Then after he walked back and forth a couple
of times and glanced over this way, I know damn well that's when he first
saw me, and then he stood there right under that light fixture and pulled
his shirt off over his head.  And he didn't do it like he wanted to just
get it off, he did it more like a strip show.  Real slow, and then after he
got it off of his head, he flexed his arms and looked first at one and then
at the other.  Just like he was posing on stage."
	"Well, --- what did he do then?"
	"He just kind of stood there and it looked like he flexed his
muscles like he was admiring himself in a mirror."
	"When did he takes his pants off?"
	"Oh he did that five or ten minutes after he got rid of the shirt.
First the slacks, and right there in front of the window, not in the
bedroom.  Quite a drawn out production!  After he took 'em off, he made
quite a production out of neatly folding 'em and draping them over the back
of that chair.  There, see 'em in the room?  On that chair over by the
wall."
	"Did he have any briefs on?"
	"Yea he did!  Talk about a production, he produced!  After having
the slacks off for a little while, walking around like he was busy doing
stuff, but still staying in good view in front to the window, he finally
decided to get rid of the briefs.  What a fucking strip show he put on when
he took them off!  Man Oh live!  I've never seen anybody put so much into
taking off a pair of underwear!  Slow, with a thumb hooked under the edge
on each side, and of course, when he finally bent over to push them down
and step out of them, he made damn sure his ass was headed directly this
way.  If I'd had a big strong flashlight, I could have shined a light right
up in his butt!  Then he paraded!  He strutted!  I know damn well that once
he flipped his mid section just so his dick would flip up."
	"Oh shit man, how long has this been going on?"
	 I came out here about 7:00, and it's what, 8:30 now?  So I guess
an hour and a half.  After he took the briefs off, then he started doing
some bend-overs and toe touching stuff.  I think it was anything to just be
in front of the window and show off his body."
	"Well, he can come over here and do it up close as far as I'm
concerned."
	"I'd go for that!  Every time I've seen him, I drooled slobbers as
I went past him."
	"Hey Bob, you figure he knows we are gay, and he knows it's us that
he's parading around in front of?"
	"Yea I think so!  I think he's been waiting for a time like this
when he could do this.  He knows nobody else's patio can see in through his
window except ours.  He figures he's on a private stage for us.  Hey man,
let's put on a show for him!"
	"What you mean?  What-----what you mean?" "All he can see of us,
since it's dark out now, is our profiles against the window.  Let's start
grabbing each other and really start playing with each other and see what
he does!  OK?  OK?"
	"Yea,-- OK!  Wait, nobody can see us from any place can they?"
	"No!  Just stay back from that corner.  I've checked that out
before, just to be sure, in case I wanted to lay out here naked and get
some sun, but I never did since I knew that apartment could see over here.
Maybe now I don't need to worry about it."
	"Well maybe not with him, but what about the gal.  The wife or
whoever she is?"
	"Yea right!  Guess I still can't, can I?"
	"So we going to do some demonstrating for him.  He's watching over
this way.  I can see him standing there kind of rubbing himself.  Here,
pull my shirt off of me.  Let me get turned so that I can watch that way.
OK, now take my shirt off, then I'll take yours off of you.  Let's us do
some stripping over here like he's been doing over there!  Let's us do the
same thing to see if it gets him more turned on!"
	Jim pulled Bob's shirt off, and with Bob's body it really was too
bad the neighbor could not see what was now being uncovered for him.  Bob
and Jim each had bodies that needed to be admired by more than just one
man, ---one man that was obviously very proud of what he had to show!  And
was obviously very anxious to have his two neighbors see it!
	As Jim was pulling Bob's shirt off, Bob kept an eye on the other
patio and stated.  "Yea, yea he's watching!  He just moved up closer to the
door.  Yea- he's standing there watching.  He just grabbed his crotch!
Here let me take your shirt off of you!  God look at the body on that guy!
Look at the fucking chest on him!  God, he's built and fucking hot!"
	"Hey man, I kind of think he knows we are starting to put a show on
for him.  He knows we like what we're watching.  Hey- Bob look!  He's
stroking his dick!  God man!  I can't believe this!  He is actually
standing there stroking his rod.  Shit man!  Look how fucking long that
damn thing is!  Shit man, I want him in our bed!  I want to play with that
thing!  My God man, can you imagine getting fucked by that thing?  Shit I
wonder what that feels like?"
	"Hey Bob, turn sideways so he sees the side of us and grab my
crotch.  Yea--make it very obvious of what you are doing!  Yea, hey take my
pants off of me.  Yea-he is sure watching us now!  He is fascinated!  I
think he likes this!"
	Bob very dramatically removed Jim's pants and once again, in a very
active fashion, played with Jim's crotch.  Then the action was reversed and
Jim took off Bob's pants and once again gave the neighbor a show to "write
home about"!
	 "Jim, you got the nerve to stroke your dick, so he can watch you
do that?"
	"God man, are we real fucking sure nobody can see in this patio
from anyplace?  I'm game, but you sure nobody can see us here?"
	"Seriously man, I've checked every direction there is to check, and
his apartment is the only place that can see in here"
	"OK I'm game then, if you are?"
	"Do it!  I want to see what he does!"
	Bob and Jim got themselves positioned so that their profiles would
show up neatly, and each man started jerking himself off as they each
watched the neighbor.  They let if be obvious that as they were jerking
off, they were watching him.  They wanted him to know they were aware of
everything that was happening, and they were jerking off for him to watch
and enjoy!
	"Hey Jim!  He came outside!  He came out of his house!  Look, he's
jerking off too!  Oh yea, watch him.  He's having fun!  Knows damn well we
are watching him and doing this for him.  This has got him all turned on!
He's got to be home all alone tonight! He couldn't be doing that if anybody
else was there!  Man I can't believe this!  I wish he was over here doing
that!"
	"Oh God Bob!  Bob stop!  Hide yourself!  Sit down, sit down!  Look,
his wife, or whoever she is, just walked in.  She must have come in without
him knowing it.  She's been someplace cause she just put that package on
the table.  Bob, look!  Oh shit man!  She's watching him and he don't know
she's there!  Oh God man!  He's still jerking himself off out there on the
patio and he don't know she's there!  Oh God man, she's got her hands on
her hips and she looks mad!  Oh God man!  She looked over this way. I think
she knows he's doing that in front of somebody!  Oh shit man, I think his
ass is in trouble!  Deep, deep trouble!"
	"Oh crap man!  Shit man!  He just now saw her there!  She must have
hollered something at him through the door.  He just now saw that she's
there!  Oh crap man!  I bet he wondered why we stopped and kind of hid in
the dark all of a sudden.  Oh shit, I can kind of hear her hollering at
him. Can you tell what she's saying?"
	"No I can't tell, but I can tell you she is pissed at him!  Shit
man! Oh shit!  She just slammed the door on him and locked him outside!  Oh
no!  She closed the curtains!  She's locked him outside and he doesn't have
anything on!  He's out there totally nude!  Oh man he's beating on the
door!  He can't get in!  Oh shit man!"
	"Shit!  Hey Jim, run in and get a pair of shorts or pants or
something that he can put on.  We've got to take him something to put on!
Grab something, I'm going over there!"
	Both men grabbed their pants and quickly put them on and as Jim ran
in the house to find some pants of some type for their "nude neighbor", Bob
headed across the yard to where their "patio playmate" was still trying to
get the lady, that had locked him out, to open the door for him.
	"Hey Roy, Roy!"  Bob yelled as he ran toward the naked neighbor.
"Your name is Roy, right?"  Bob asked, as he approached closer.
	Acting very embarrassed, the starkly naked, but beautifully built
man turned and replied with a quick, "Yea."
	"Kind of looks like our goofing around went kind of bad, didn't
it?"  Bob asked.
	"Yea, shit!  She locked me out, damn it!  Fuck man, what in the
hell am I going to do now?"
	Just as he was rather angrily question just what in the world was
he going to do, Jim came running up with a pair of sweat pants and held
them out toward Roy.
	"Here man, here, put these on."
	Looking toward Jim, Roy reached out and took the pants from his
hand and did quickly put them on.  "Thanks man, thanks!  Shit man I guess I
really screwed up this time.  Damn it, she told me she wouldn't be back
until at least after nine.  What in the fuck is she doing home this fucking
early?"
	"Hey Roy!"  Bob interrupted.  "Roy, come on over to our place.
Come over there for a little while and kind of let her simmer down, and
then you two can talk.  OK?  Please don't stand out here and yell at her.
We don't want the other neighbors knowing what is going on, now do we?"
	"Shit yea man!  Yea you're right.  You guys mind if I do?  I mean,
crap, here I am with just your sweats on and hell man, I don't even have a
key to the front door.  Crap man,-shit, -what in the fuck did I do this
time?"
	"Come on guys, come on!  Let's go over to our place Bob.  Come on
Roy, your name is Roy right?"
	Looking now at Jim, Roy again answered that "Roy", is correct.  As
they were walking across the yard toward Jim and Bob's apartment, Roy
started thanking the guys for helping him out some.
	"Crap man, I really fucked up this time!  Shit, what in the hell am
I going to do now?"
	"Well I hate to admit it man, but I do kind of think that Jim and I
need to take some of the blame here.  Yea, I know you were pretty well
showing yourself off to us, but then we kind of got into it, and it was
after we started doing stuff, that's when you came outside and started
beating yourself off.  I have to assume that's your wife, or is she a girl
friend or something?"  Bob asked as they went over to their own patio, and
then inside to the kitchen area.
	"Oh Sheila?  She's my "lady" as we say.  No,-we're not married.
Just been living together for about the last four or five years.  Shit man,
after this tonight, I'm not so sure there's going to be anymore living
together with her!"
	"Well Roy, can't you and Sheila just maybe talk this over and
hey---- maybe throw some of the blame on us.  Tell her we kind of suckered
you into doing what you did.  I don't know for sure she even saw us out
there.  I do know that when she first came in and saw you out there, I
don't think she looked at anything else.  Will she listen and maybe let it
go?"
	"No, hell no! She ain't going to sit down and talk about this.
She's probably over there packing her shit together right now.  Hell man,
she'll be gone for sure this time!"
	"Looking at Roy, Bob asked, "This time?  What do you mean, ----this
time!?"
	"She knows I fooled around with a guy once.  She walked in on me
and a guy together one day before we moved in here, and she told me then,
that if she ever caught me doing anything with some other guy again, that
she'd be gone.  Fuck man, damn it, damn it!"
	"Uh Roy, uh-----what was happening when she found you and that
other guy?  What were you guys doing?"
	"We were fucking man, fucking!  I was fucking his ass!  He saw my
dick one day in the club shower and he wanted me to fuck his ass with it.
I figured, hell why not.  I figured an ass is an ass, and hell if there is
one there wanting me in it, I'll go for it. So anyway, once again she was
supposed to be gone all day and shit man, she showed up at home like at
noon that day!  That was the first time I had ever done anything like that
with a guy before and crap, that's the day she comes home early!  Fuck man!
Took another month after that before she's let me have any, and yet she
kept telling me that if she found out I was out fucking something, man or
woman, she'd be out of there!  Shit man! Standing out there on the patio
jerking off totally naked, she knows damn well I'm hot for some action,
doing what I was doing out there.  She probably figures that whenever she's
gone, I'm doing it with one of you guys!"
	"Well hey Roy."  Jim entered.  "We've only met you two that one day
when you were moving in.  Does she know we're gay?  I mean, was it so
obvious to her that day, when we hardly spoke for like maybe 30 seconds,
that it is that fucking obvious that we are gay guys?"
	"Well got to be honest, I don't think maybe she did until she heard
one of you, just as you were walking away, make a comment that you sure
would like to come home and find me laying in your bed.  I didn't think too
much about if you guys were or not either, until I heard that comment, and
hell yea, that made me feel pretty good!  She wasn't so damn glad about it
since we had already had our little problem over Jerry being in our bed
with me, but I sure appreciated hearing it.  So anyway, I kind of think
maybe she's been on the real lookout to see if I spend any time with you
guys or not.  And of course, I should never have done what I did tonight,
but she was not supposed to be home so damn early, and I admit I've
wondered ever since that comment if you guys really meant it or not."
	"Oh shit, now we've got you over here in our apartment after what
happened out there.  Shit man, this will really piss her off!"
	"Oh shit is right, but the "Oh shit", should be about Sheila being
able to hear your comment that day man!  I told you I was afraid you said
that too loudly, and now I guess it's been pretty well proven you did!"
	"I know, I know!  Yea, I knew as soon as I said that, that I
probably said it too loud, but shit man, look at him!  Hell it's a wonder I
didn't just tell it to his face while all of us were standing there
together."
	Roy looked at Jim and said, "Well man, you kind of did.  I heard
you pretty clearly too.  Fact is, I wondered right after that if you did
that on purpose or not.  Did you do that on purpose?"
	"No, no!  No I did not do that on purpose, but I won't take back
what I said.  Especially now that you've told us you've done guys before!"
	"Well only one!  Just that Jerry guy!"
	"Just one?  Just once?  So tell us about, that Jerry guy!  What's
he look like, how old, all that stuff!"  Jim inquired.
	"Jerry and I knew each other when we were in Jr. High together, and
I kind of grew up a little, well really a lot from then.  Jerry and I had
not seen each other for what,-like I guess 10 years, yea we were 14 when he
moved, and anyway we ran into each other down at the Bayside Gym and
Athletic Club that day.  Anyway we worked out some together, just so we
could talk some, I think, and then we ended up showering together and he
got all excited when I took my jock strap off.  Our talking had not covered
the fact that he is gay!  There wasn't any reason for him to tell me that
until my dick fell out.  Hell at the time, getting naked in front of him, I
didn't see any reason to think about it, but as soon as he saw my sausage,
he really changed!  Everything we were talking about stopped.  All he could
talk about was the size of my dick.  All of a sudden, he was hungry and he
was not afraid to tell me he wanted it and kind of made me promise that I'd
fuck his ass.  I told him, I'd never done a guy before, and he just kept
telling me how I'd like it if I'd do it once, and he wanted to be the one
for me to fuck!  Thank goodness there weren't any other guys in the locker
room and shower right then!  He was not ashamed to be real blunt and tell
me he wanted fucked by me.  He kept looking at it and he kept licking his
lips when he looked at it and he just kept begging for it!  So anyway, I
figured-hell-why not!"
	"So that's when you brought him home with you?  Is that when you
fucked him?"
	"No, no.  No, Sheila was home that day and he was just back in town
visiting his parents, so he couldn't go to his house, and I couldn't go to
my place.  So after he kept begging me and begging me, I finally agreed to
meet him the next day, there in the parking lot of the gym and we'd then go
to my place.  So it was the next day.  A Tuesday and Sheila was supposed to
be at the hospital all day, but she came home early, that day!  She does
social work there."
	"God Roy, why didn't you guys go to a motel someplace?"
	"I don't know!  I don't know!  I don't know!  I swear I don't know!
Man, I wasn't used to picking up somebody to go have secret sex with, and
the whole idea of a motel never occurred to me!  I just figured, my bed!  I
just never though about getting my ass in trouble by taking him to our
place.  Everything was OK for like about forty five minutes or so.  We got
to the house, got all undressed and for the first time, I let some guy grab
my dick and play with it.  Got to admit it did feel good.  Make it fucking
hard.  I think harder than usual. I know it was probably because it was
doing something new and different, and of course, yea with a guy.  Soon as
we got undressed Jerry told me he had to see how much of it he could get in
his mouth.  He did pretty good, but I still had a lot more that I wanted to
ram down his throat.  Pretty soon he was begging for me to put it up his
ass, and I had just gotten all of it up in that fucking tight ass of his,
when all of a sudden Sheila came in the house.  We stopped fucking really
fast, and poor Jerry went running out of the house with shoes in one hand
and shirt in the other.  He took off flying!"
	"Oh shit man, shit!"  Both Bob and Jim expressed, almost as if on
key.
	"Sheila was pissed, and I mean really pissed!  She asked me how
many times I had fucked that guy's ass.  I had to explain how we used to
know each other, but that was the only time we did anything together!  And
for that matter, that was the only time I had ever done anything with any
guy!  All she would do is keep asking me if fucking his ass was better than
fucking her.  I kept telling her "No", but in the back of my mind I
couldn't help thinking about how tight his ass was and how much fun it was
trying to get my dick up in there!"
	"So you and Jerry are the same age, right?"
	"Yea"
	"If you went to the same Jr. High, should I assume he is a black
man too, or were there white guys in your school?"
	"No he's a little white guy.  Seriously man, when I say little, I
mean little!  I know if any body saw us walking together, they'd swear we
were different species.  I stand 6'3", weigh about 245, got a chest of
about 52 inches and of course a dick that most people, the ones that have
seen it, think it belongs on some horse someplace, and then there is little
Jerry.  Stands about 5'4", white as cottage cheese, weighs in at probably
120 pounds and with what he has, I understand why he only likes to get
fucked in the ass.  Seriously man, when I was on his back, I almost
couldn't even see him under me anyplace.  God man, he is tiny, and I don't
know if that's the reason or not, but he had one tight ass.  Boy putting my
dick up in that tiny ass really made me concerned, but he just kept yelling
at me to keep pushing, keep pushing!  He kept telling me that it'd go in,
we just needed to keep pushing.  I was fucking afraid I was going to tear
him a new ass!  I know my dick is big, and man, he had a tiny asshole!  But
God it felt good!"
	"And you guys ran into each other at the Athletic Club?  Was he
lifting weight or what?"
	"Yea-well kind of!  He admitted to me later that he was just there
hopeing to find some guy he could go home with, and then when we ran into
each other he kind of figured his searching for a guy was all over until I
got ready for the shower.  Then he lost all control.  He just went crazy
wanting me to do him.  He told me that he wanted me to fuck him so bad that
he didn't care if I now knew he was gay or not.  He said there was no way
he wanted to go back home without getting me to fuck him.  He told me he
had never made it with any of the hometown guys.  He said none of them knew
he was gay, and right then he didn't care if I told all of them or not.!
He wasn't going to try and hide it from me, cause he wanted me to fuck him!
He was begging and begging!"
	Looking over at Jim, Bob commented.  "God man!  Can you imagine
this man, the size of him, laying on some guy's butt that only stands about
5'4" and weighs in at about 120?  That had to be a sight!"
	"Well what I want to find out is-----did you like it?  Were you
glad you fucked him, -well I mean except for the fact that Sheila walked in
on you?"
	"Yea,---yea I did!  I'd never fucked white meat before, so that in
itself was different.  And of course I'd never fucked some guy before
either, so that was definitely different too!  My only confusion right now
is though, are all guy's asses that tight or was it just because Jerry is
such a little guy?"
	"So let's get down to basics here man!"  Bob said.  "White meat,
guy's ass!  Ever going to do it again?  Maybe if for no other reason than
to find out if they are all that tight?"
	"Hey, I've thought about that little session with Jerry a lot since
then, and for quite awhile, since I wasn't getting anything from Sheila, I
thought maybe it was just because I was needing some sex, but even though
I've been kind of allowed back in bed again, I still think about it.  So I
guess maybe I kind of liked it.  Yea, I guess I'm probably saying yea, when
I get a chance, I probably will!  Yea, I know I will,--- sometime!"
	"Well you know Roy," Bob said.  "I might be wrong, but I really
think the reason this whole thing happened tonight was an inner desire of
yours to let Jim and I know that you were kind of like available, and that
you wanted a chance to come and play with us.  What do you think?  Think
that is a possibility?"
	"You think so?  You guys think I was really trying to do stuff to
show I wanted to do something?  You think I'd do that without really
realizing what I was really doing?"
	"Yea hell yea!"  Roy, you have one hell of a hot body, and I know
you like to show if off, but when you take your pants off, and then
especially when you came out on the patio and started jerking on it knowing
that two gay guys were watching you, I know damn sure you were like a
peacock and spreading his wings saying, hey, here I am, come and get me!"
	"Yea, I guess you've got to be right!  I guess that is what I was
probably doing wasn't it?  I know I wish Jerry and I could have finished.
I was really into it, I mean really feeling good about what we were doing,
when Sheila made us stop.  I guess that is what I was doing out there
wasn't it?"
	"Yea I think so!  So as you stand there admitting that doing Jerry
was not so bad, and was actually pretty fun, does that mean that us two 33
and 34 year, little ole white guys, can plan on trying to make you as happy
doing us and our butts as I'm sure you made Jerry happy?"
	"Guys, I guess it's time to really openly admit to myself, and you
two too, that ever since that day we were unloading that truck, I've wanted
to see what you guys looked like naked and maybe sporting a hard-on.  That
comment about me being in your bed, I guess is kind of a real turn on to
me.  I've thought about that comment practically every day since then.
Yea, I guess that is why I did what I did tonight, wasn't it?  Shit man,
now I wish I had just come over and knocked on your door and asked if you
guys would be interested or not."
	"Shit man, I wish you would have too!"  Jim said.
	Looking at both of the neighbors, Roy then asked.  "So you guys are
33 and 34 years old?  I thought both of you were younger than that.  I
though you two were like my age.  You both into sports or something?  For
that age, you guys sure are in good shape, aren't you?"
	"Well for THAT age!"  Which Jim emphatically stated, "Yea, we stay
in shape!  But we aren't as old as you are making it sound!  Bob is a coach
at the Jr. College and I run a hiking and camping store, so us "old men" as
you must see us, do stay in pretty good shape."
	"I'm sorry men!  I didn't mean that to sound so bad.  I just
thought both of you guys were younger than that.  Maybe this means the
older guys will get to teach the younger kid some new stuff-uh?"
	"Roy, if you are willing, we will teach you whatever you want to
find out!  And, since I'm kind of sure that you will not be sleeping over
there in that apartment tonight, why don't we just plan on starting the
learning sessions tonight, here at our apartment.  We'll worry about your
apartment and that stuff tomorrow, OK?  I mean, let's face it!  I don't
think Sheila is going to be in any mood for talking tonight anyway!
Right?"
	"Ya-you're right!  Damn right!  And besides men!  I guess I've
finally ended up being where I wanted to be, and with the guys I wanted to
be with, when I went out there and jerking myself off.  So now that I'm
here!  Let's make the most out of it!  Let's go do some of the stuff I was
wanting to do, when I was out there showing my body and my dick off!
Obviously I was really wanting to get some action going with you guys even
though I didn't know it consciously, didn't I?  Hey, I'm here, and you guys
know what I want, let's teach me some stuff!  When she hollered at me, I
was getting real close to letting it all fly, and it never did get to, so
right now I feel like I need to get it going again and let it do it's
thing!  OK?  You guys willing?"
	"Yea man yea, we are willing, and we know a couple more of some hot
tight spots right where you can let that hot, built up, cum juice find its
target!  Don't we Jim?"