Date: Tue, 12 May 2009 19:56:58 -0700 (PDT) From: T. Chase McPhee Subject: FoR SaLE By OwNEr 74 The story below is a work of fiction, set in the format of reality. Any resemblances to real people, alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon persons, in towns, cities, countries, nor governmental areas, which the story is staged. If a sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in most state and countries, you are not allowed to read this story, by law. Check with your local laws regarding such. % Sexual safety matters. Remember guys, this is fiction. In real life, use protection. % FoR SaLE By OwNEr 74 wriTten by T. Chase McPhee % "I smell something," Kyle says, sniffing the air as they unpacked. "Have you checked your pits lately?" Alex joked. "No, but it could be your pubes after you jerked off last time, Alex!" Carrying on the tit for tat, Alex replies, "Nah. Can't be. I mean how can it be when you licked them clean? Unless you missed some?" Jumping into the bed next to Alex, Kyle reconciled, "I guess I can't beat that!" His favorite position, that is when Alex didn't have him on his back, his feet to the ceiling, Kyle lay there, his front butted up against Alex's, his hands under his chin, relaxing on his chest, looking into Alex's face. "Happy?" "About?" "The new place?" "It's okay," Alex says of the new $3,000,000.00 pad high on top of one of the prime real estate developments in New York City. "Just okay?" Kyle asks, toying with the dark hair showing through the curved crew neck of Alex's shirt. Then ever so sweetly he mentions, "The place," he looks about, "is nice, but..." And Kyle knew this was coming to more, feeling Alex's hands with purpose, slowly lifting the tails of his shirt, the fabric sweeping up his back. "But?" More than a hint, Kyle stretches his arms up above Alex's head, pushing himself a little `up', allowing the shirt to come off over his head. In a switcheroo, Alex first pulled Kyle into a kiss, then flipped him over onto his back. Already, Kyle's hands were disrobing Alex of his shirt. And sooner than later he felt Alex's chest-moss against his smooth skin. "I love the feeling." "Hmm... and would you have loved me if I were smooth?" "Probably not," Kyle said, adding a smile. "So, if I shaved my chest you wouldn't wub me no more?" "It'll grow back." Slowly their iffy conversation was turning towards making out, Alex cupping his lips over Kyle's, then tongue's mixing inside the hull of their connecting mouths. As it went in the past, Kyle would push his chest against Alex's, a gesture which would signal Alex to roll over onto his back and then the real fun would start for Kyle, licking Alex's chest-rug. But this was a different day, a new milestone in their relationship. "Hey, how come you're not getting the signal, Alex?" Kyle used his stomach as well this time to prove a point. "Oh I don't know. Maybe I just feel a little fickled?" "Fickled? Um, like how would that go?" "Like this!" "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kyle sighed when Alex used his hands against Kyle's shoulder to push his bod lower on the bed. Without a second to spare, Alex's mouth lunged for Kyle's left nip. "Oh damn Alex!" he called out. "What?" Alex asks, looking up, a string of saliva connecting his lip with Kyle's nip. "What's gotten into you. That's my job!" Alex grinned. Then he forfeited his fickled fancy, pushed up on his hands, moved his furry chest over Kyle's face, his left pec over his lover's mouth. "That's more like..." Kyle didn't finish his thought, Alex's pec meat falling right on his tongue. % Lined up right beside Knapp on the bed, Luigi lay next to him. Unlike Knapp, he was still in position, faced down, except his ass wasn't being raped. Faced up, Luigi was grunting with desire. Unknowingly, he couldn't read Tony's thoughts, wanting to hurry up and empty his seed in Luigi's ass so he could start on the second fuck of the day, pounding Knapp's ass. Coming out of the jon, all showered, David, as he tucked in the tail of his shirt, informed them, "I'm going next door to meet our new neighbors." "Don't let me stop ya," Tony told him and then couldn't speak as he felt his cock pulse wildly, feeling ropes of cum shoot out of his hard shaft. Unlike he intended for Knapp, he pulled out the last minute and stroked himself into oblivion, deposited white strings onto Luigi's stomach. "Hot, Tony!" David said of the ejacualtion, feeling up his own cock through his pants. As he caught his breath, Tony accused Luigi, "Slut!" He didn't deny it, Luigi taking fingerfuls of Tony's jizz and savoring it's salty taste. "I wish I could stay around for part two," and then as he made his first step down the carousel walkway, "have a `fun' evening!" "Thanks boss!" Tony said, already firming up his tool. Luigi lay there stroking his. "And Tony?" "Yeah boss?" Tony asks, looking at David, seeing the top part of his face. David had descended two more steps. "I think I've gotten enough out of this boy. Why don't you and Luigi plan on staying here." Luigi asks, "But wasn't it your plan to live here too boss?" "Yeah, but being Tony's fist has a way with this boy... I think I'll find myself somebody not so tough to break." "Are you sure boss? I could break him for you!" Of course Tony was hoping the opposite! "Nah. I'll call once in a while to check up on your progress. Take care Luigi." "C'mon Luigi. Let's freshen this boy up." Together they hoisted Knapp out of the bed and got him into the shower, dragging him into the jon. At first they let him down gently, Tony telling Luigi, "Watch it. Don't damage the goods," but for the most part things went smoothly. Tony laughed his ass off when the cold shower hit Knapp, him immediately stirring wide awake. "Yeah, just the way I thought it would go. Want you nice and perky when you feel my timber being shoved up your ass boy!" It was all that Tony had planned for Knapp, making him come awake with more vigor. Still weak, the two didn't bother drying Knapp off. Instead Tony and Luigi let him fall face first into the bed. Unlike David, Tony instructed, "I want to see this boy's eyes when I shove my meat deep inside him!" In his still weak state, his gut still aching, it wasn't tough flipping him over onto his back. "First this boy's gonna get me rock hard!" "Um, don't you think that's a little risky Tony?" "Not without collateral!" Tony gave Knapp a sample of what `collateral' meant, grabbing Knapp's big balls in his hand, twisting them as he pulled hard on them. "Akkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" Knapp cried out long and loud, feeling his balls fill the gaps in the skins of his sacs. "I feel one tooth on my cock boy and I'll rip these off your fuckin' bod!" "He means it too," Luigi said, even though he knew Tony wouldn't rip them off, but still Knapp would wish he never sunk a tooth into Tony's shaft. And with his cockhead at Knapp's lips, he and Luigi look at each other, saying, "Huh?" to one another when the doorbell sounds. "Must be the boss. He probably forgot something." "Yeah. Like his key," Luigi guesses. Making no movement and with a second tolling of the doorbell, Tony questions Luigi, "Well?" "Yeah. Sure," Luigi says. He only pulled his pants on over himself, being careful he didn't zip up too quickly without shielding his jewels from the bite of the zipper. With the doorbell sounding again and again he complains, "I'm coming... I'm coming." And upon opening, he says, "Oh, Tony thought you might have forgotten..." Not only does David parade in, but accompanying him is the dude who was peeking through the curtains and another. David and the other guy continue towards the stairway, but the `stalker', stalks Luigi. All too wise, Luigi says, "Like what you see?" Being a wiseguy, his stalker replies, "I more like what I feel!" His hand feels up his crotch as if Michael Jackson's dancing shenanigans. "Hmmm," Luigi replies, wiggling his eyebrows. "Anytime," he tells. "You coming bro?" The odd man calls out from halfway up the stairway. "In a sec, Jordan." Then feeling things out, Luigi, who's twenty-seven, feels like a grandfather to this `kid'. "You in high school?" "I'm eighteen, old enough," he answers Luigi, knowing where he's leading. "Smart lad." Then after hearing Jordan's voice again, he tells Luigi, "Maybe after my bro takes care of his business we can do some of our own!" Luigi liked the sound of that, already he had fantasies in his mind of undressing the eighteen year old, dropping to his knees and taking his teen cock in his mouth. He could almost taste it! At the top flight of the stairs, they hear Tony complaining, having to pull his cock out in the middle of a sweet fuck. But Luigi's thoughts were more on the teen, than the conversation. Yet, he was curious to why they were here. And then as the mystery unraveled, the explanation did make his crotch pique with interest. David more or less filled them in, telling Luigi, but mainly wanted Knapp to `overhear'. "Seems when Jordan and he were kids, Knapp bullied Jordan here. Yeah," David went on talking as Jordan kicked his shoes off, began unbuckling his pants. But Adam, the stalker stole the show, "Yeah, I saw it all. He cornered my bro in the backyard, punched him hard, then when he was down on his knees Knapp here made him suck his cock!" Almost as big as David's, Jordan stroked his soft meat, till Tony intervened, "He's a decent cocksucker if you want your meat lubed up." "Nah," Jordan replies. "Wouldn't want the fuckin' bastard to snip it off with his teeth." "Ain't gonna happen," Tony says, reaching for Knapp's balls. "Not when you have these juicy orbs as collateral!" David, Luigi, Jordan and Tony himself got a good laugh at of it, Knapp screaming like hell as Tony twisted Knapp's balls, filling his sacs till they looked like they were going to burst. "Damn that's gotta hurt!" Adam witnessed. "Yeah," Luigi says, "really sends a clear message!" And standing there next to Luigi, Adam asks, "Any guy ever get his cock chewed off?" "Not if they know the trick to prevention!" As Adam paid attention to his bro, sitting on Knapp's chest, moving his cock closer to Knapp's lips, he voiced opinion, "When we were kids, Jordan said once what he'd do if he every had the opportunity of getting even with Knapp." "And?" Luigi questioned him. "He's getting even!" And that Jordan did, feeding his cock into Knapp's mouth, with Tony's hand on his balls, for security. "How far can he take it?" Jordan asks. David answers, "As far as you want to shove it!" When David went next door, he had intentions of coming away with a new bottom playmate, mainly Adam, the guy spying on them when they first entered Knapp's residence. What David hadn't counted on was Adam's big brother being home. He had a feeling he was going to be changing his mind when Jordan gave him the twice over, scanning him like a UPC label at a food-market. Instead of his original intentions, of flushing Adam out, he changed his story, mentioning he was `visiting' Knapp. What he encountered was Jordan hurtling words back at him which didn't account for any lost love between the two. And then, in his own little warped mind he concocted a way for Jordan to get even. And, even though he didn't get the prize he sought after, at least he was having a good time while a good time could be had. "This is boring!" Adam says. "You fuckin' kidding?" Jordan says. "I haven't had a hot blowjob like this in..." he thinks about it. "Come to think of it... since last night?" It struck David as hilarious and he showed it. "You're alright Jordan!" "Yeah, but while you're choking Knapp to death here, what am I getting out of it?" With his cock lodged in Knapp's throat, Jordan stops to say, "Whip your dick out bro. Live a little." "It's not turning me on, dah!" Then, the brothers have it out, Jordan pulling out of Knapp's throat with a pop and a slurp, "Here. Shove your cock down his gullet. Have some fun. Live a little, huh?" "I don't `want' to shove my cock down Knapp's throat. I want... I want..." and then turning to Luigi, "I want to shove it down `his'!" Little did any of them realize it, how Adam was checking out Luigi from the time he opened the door. It was beyond Luigi's wildest dreams to have a guy like Adam, young, `fertile' and a willing pawn in man-2-man sex with him. Playing it cool, Luigi says, "Yeah. Could be fun." "Alright," Jordan replies, letting his cock sink back down into Knapp's throat, now that it has cooled off some. "But, I hear you doing anything against my little bro and I'll come after ya Luigi. You harm one little hair on my little bro's head and I'll find you and bust your ass wide open! You got that?" "You're coming in loud and clear." Though, Luigi wouldn't mind at all, having the likes of Jordan's long, fat tube busting his ass wide open! "Cool!" Adam replies. Then to Luigi, "You got a place?" "Um. No. This was going to be my place... well with Tony. That is as soon as the boss here... never mind." "We can go to my place. It's okay Jordan?" Adam asks for permission. "Don't mess it up!" Jordan leaves them with. All along, David and Tony are loving the attitude Jordan has. Tony can't wait to see what else Jordan is `made of'. "So, shall we get on with the revenge?" David prompts Jordan into action as they hear footsteps pounding the metal steps. "I think I'm all primed," Jordan says, pulling out of Knapp's mouth for the second time. "Hmm," David says, with an idea to his inventive mind, "seems I'm all ready too. Not to deprive you Jordan, but how about we team up on this fuck?" "Double fuck him? Hot! Yeah. Get your hard shaft in here next to mine." Standing next to one another, each, David putting his arm around Jordan, Jordan doing the same. Given the honors, Tony kneels at Knapp's sides, his ass facing Knapp's face, hands on Knapp's thighs, pulling his legs back. The lube, from Knapp's cocksucking was enough to make both cocks slippery. Jordan hung onto David, his hands feeling up David's bod as David's big hand helped guide both rather wide-bodied cocks into port. Tony wasn't without some type of eroticism, his ass close enough to Knapp's face to feel his breath blowing on him. Pulling further back on Knapp's legs, allowed him to scoot farther back. But he wasn't too concerned with being turned on right now. He had a feeling, with Luigi out of the way, soon with David and Jordan finished using Knapp's ass chute, he'd have plenty of time to finish what he started! % "It's totally amazing what you guys can do." "Yeah, ain't it the truth Vince?" "Are you sure this is the place, Jorgen?" "It's the place we sent your friends and they didn't come back, did they?" "Good thing too. They can be a real bother." "Oh really? Then what was all that talk about you teaching your ward, which one is it?" Vince clues him in, "Jarrett." "Yeah, teaching Jarrett how to suck cock?" Vince was reluctant to get into it. Being a full-fledged top he didn't wish to embarrass himself by letting on he had to suck Jarrett's cock in order to show him how good it felt to suck a man's cock, impressing the point that one could not become a good cock-sucker unless he sucked cock himself, as well as being sucked. It was the first time he sucked a guy's cock way younger than himself and because Jorgen was an FBI man he didn't want to jeopardize his integrity by saying he sucked off a guy who was under age. However, Jorgen wasn't in his position he is in by being gullible. "Let's see Vince. He's eighteen now, you were in his father's employ over four years ago. Why that would have made Jarrett..." "Jorgen?" "What Vince?" he played stoopid. "Don't go there?" "Okay. Um, where's the doorbell?" "And you're a secret agent?" Vince said, tapping on the window with his keys. He paused, saying, "Oh and thanks for getting back my keys, cell phone and wallet." "I told you I'd get them back for you, didn't I?" he replied, slapping Vince in the ass. Vince returned with a peck to the cheek. "You're Ellis, right?" Ellis was surprised as all hell, since he never met Jorgen before, but wasn't perturbed, being he loved blonds, especially tall blonds, especially tall blonds with an accent and most especially he loved tall, foreign blonds who were dreamily handsome! So, while he was at it, he threw the line, "Have we met before?" `Oh gawd!' Vince thought. Cutting the red tape, he asks, "Um, does Kyle and Alex live here or what?" "Top floor." And then more to Jorgen, Ellis offers, "I'll take you there!" Hustling ahead of them, Jorgen compliments, "Cute little cub, isn't he?" "I thought you were into bears?" Vince asks. "Mmmmmm, especially bears with big acorns and luscious tree trunks to suck on!" "Oh really? And how did you feel when I shoved my timber in your cave?" The two just laughed, Vince getting the last laugh and his hand patting Jorgen's ass. % As evening began to return, Dr Azayzeh was making his rounds. Actually it was one patient in particular he had shown special interest in, making more than one visit and staying longer than deemed necessary, where as for another patient he would check vitals and hustle away. "And how are you doing this evening, sweetheart?" He asked Asaf, as he deeply slept. But when he checked the monitor with Asaf's vitals on the clipboard, he was amazed. "Ahhhh, so my assumptions are correct. You `are' showing signs of improvement." Again Mohamed ran his hand up Asaf's fuzzy forearm. Then looking towards the door he did something he swore he would never do, interfere with the welfare of a patient. Especially, he thought twice, being he was gay and this being a male patient, well.... he leaned over and kissed up the furry forearm. So proud of his predictions, so proud of Asaf for showing recovery he couldn't help himself. Bending over he kissed Asaf on the cheek. Mohamed chuckled to himself, thinking how philosophical... how could a kiss warm someone enough to change the register of their stats. It didn't, according to the monitor. By all means, this one patient he showed interest in, Mohamed had done more than research hospital stats. Diving into Asaf's personal file, his personal life, he found Chris Battani to be the closest person to him. In retrospect, Mohamed had talked endlessly with Chris, finding out all about Asaf, the kind of loving person he is and one important fact, he was close to developing a relationship, but now the man he planned on spending his life with would never meet him again. From either perspective, chances are Asaf would never meet the young man. So, he did not feel bad playing up to Asaf while he slept in a comatose state. As he stood there reflecting on all this he heard a `blip'. "OMG!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air. Checking, rechecking and checking again he found Asaf's blood pressure rising. After pressing the red `summoning' button, Asaf's room began jumping with hospital personnel. Mohamed had mixed emotions. Sure, he was excited Asaf was finally coming back to life, but at the same time he wondered if Asaf would be recalling the `affair-of-words' he had with his young man? % Copyright 2009 T. Chase McPhee This story may not be sold, nor made part of any collection, without prior consent from the author. The more you stretch, the more you can fit in... 'spread' happiness! TCMcP.....