Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2000 23:58:14 -0700
From: Desert Guys <jg.ps@gte.net>
Subject: Jim and Jimmy Chapter Ten

Jim and Jimmy
A Novel by Greg Bowden
jg.ps@gte.net
CHAPTER TEN
"Sometimes we don't have to do it at all. Love's like that..."

Jimmy's announcement, just after Christmas, caused a major stir at
Twentieth Century. So major, in fact, that both Jack Baggly and Oliver
Norris actually came to the office and took Jimmy to lunch at River House,
one of the best-and most expensive-restaurants in the city, trying to get
him to change his mind. When it became obvious that offers of a bigger
office and a slightly larger percentage of the commissions wasn't going to
work they bowed to the inevitable and wished him well. They also graciously
allowed him to pay for the lunch.

"You're joking!" Doug said when Jimmy told him about the lunch. "They
actually made you pay?"

"It was classic. When the check arrived they both went to the men's room
and stayed there until I got tired of waiting and paid it. Actually, I
think they must have been in the bar watching, because they reappeared
awfully fast after the check was paid."

Doug laughed. "I can't believe it, even of them. What'd it cost?"

"Not to worry, my handsome little Office Manager." Jimmy produced a form
from his briefcase. "I've put it on my expense account which you," he laid
the form in front of Doug, "will approve and the office will pay." His tone
changed. "Or else."

"Yes, sir." Doug threw him a mock salute, initialed the form and tossed it
in the basket for the bookkeeper.

On January 2, Keith, Barber, Keith opened its doors, or at least its phone
line since Jimmy was working out of the apartment. Things were a little
rough for the first few months but with Doug's support and a modest market
turnaround it wasn't long before Jimmy had made KBK a recognized firm in
the city.

At the same time, in Brazil, Jim was doing his best to keep things on
schedule but the weather and one of the smaller suppliers conspired to put
him behind several weeks. He wrote to Jimmy and Doug and told them that
rather than come home for the Fourth of July, which would only put him
behind another couple of weeks, he was going to work straight through. He
was also sending most of his things home early and asked that they meet the
plane and shepherd everything through customs, promising a reward for their
efforts.

"Damn, I'll miss him," Jimmy said to Doug. "The Fourth has become something
of a tradition for us, hasn't it?"

Doug touched him on the arm. "It has. I love fooling around out there on
the raft, under the fireworks. Remember last year when we..."

"Stop that. You're going to make me hard and we don't have time right
now. What about getting his stuff through customs? I don't know anything
about that."

Doug looked through the thick packet of forms and papers that had
accompanied Jim's letter. "Shouldn't be a problem. There's enough paper
work here to ship the entire country through customs."

There just about was. When they went to the airport to take care of it the
whole process took about thirty minutes. When everything was done and the
moving people had loaded everything on their truck the plane's steward ran
in.

"Oh, I'm glad I caught you." The boy was out of breath. "Mr. Keith sent
this." He handed Jimmy an envelope.

While the steward caught his breath Jimmy tore open the envelope, read the
note inside and laughed, handing the note to Doug.

Dear J & D,

Thank you for taking care of the customs. I hated to put you through that
but I couldn't figure out what else to do.

Your promised reward just handed you this letter. I still don't know Toby's
whole story but I am told, by quite a reliable source, that he is very
talented and quite versatile. I'm not sure what all that means but I've
arranged for the plane to stay there overnight in case you two want to find
out.

Love, Dad

Doug handed the note back to Jimmy with a cocked eyebrow. Jimmy nodded and
turned to the steward, "Dad says you're going to be here overnight so why
don't you come and bunk in with us." He winked at the boy. "Might be a lot
of fun."

Toby grinned at him. "I'd like that. As long as it won't be any trouble."

Doug put his hand on Toby's shoulder. "No trouble at all as long as you
don't mind sleeping between us."

Toby's eyes lit up like a puppy's. "Wait here. I'll get my bag"

When they got to the apartment they sent Toby off to shower and
change. Doug waited a few minutes and then said, "I think I'll go in and
see if he has enough clean towels."

"Going to get your snapshot, huh?"

"Gotta keep up the collection."

He came back a few minutes later and grinned at Jimmy. "Average but looks
like it probably grows a lot. Cut. Pretty and he knows it. He's very proud
of it."

Toby came into the room just then, dressed in a tank top, tight jeans with
the top button undone, loafers without socks. The tank top revealed a
nicely muscled chest and the jeans presented a substantial bulge at the
crotch, carried on the right. When he smiled it was with his eyes as well
as his mouth.

Over cocktails and then a light supper of cold salmon and salad Toby
entertained them with stories about being a steward on a company
plane. Some of the stories were quite funny and some of them gave insight
to the stranger turns of the executive mind. All of them had an odd
underlying sexual tension. And none of them were about Jim.

When the dishes were cleared away Toby took the direct approach. "We going
to bed now?" he asked, popping the next button down on his jeans.

Naked, Toby was wonderful. 'Pretty little thing' was the phrase that jumped
into Jimmy's mind. The boy was five seven or eight, verging on the stocky
and perfectly proportioned. His dick was just as Doug had said, average
sized and very pretty, perfectly suited to the rest of him. His rounded ass
looked firm and was built high on his body giving the illusion of being
somewhat larger than it actually was. A fine, copper colored down covered
his arms, chest, belly and legs making him look almost metallic in the
right light. He was a gentle, sweet man -- one you wanted to cuddle with
and protect.

Toby, however, had other ideas. He wanted to suck dick.

Toby stretched out in the middle of the bed on his back and pulled Doug up
so he was straddling his chest. Doug leaned forward and let his cock brush
Toby's lips. Toby's tongue slowly slipped out and touched Doug's cock just
under the head, traveling up until it found the little pearl of fluid
forming at the slit. Then he opened his mouth, raised his head and slowly
sucked Doug's cock inside.

Jimmy stood next to them, watching and playing with his hard cock. After a
moment he climbed on the bed, straddled Toby's legs and began touching his
balls, bringing on little goose bumps all over his legs. Doug had been
right about the expansion of Toby's cock, too. It had grown long and thick
and stood out from his belly at almost a ninety degree angle. When Jimmy
went down on it Toby thrashed around but Jimmy managed to keep his legs
pinned to the bed. Toby began to moan around Doug's cock.

After a while they turned Toby onto his belly. Doug knelt at Toby's head
burying his cock in Toby's throat while Jimmy slipped on a condom and
spread lube over Toby's ass. When he began to push into Toby the boy
shuddered and moaned so loud Jimmy thought he might be coming but then Toby
became very enthusiastic, bucking back and trying to pull Jimmy deeper into
him.

When he was in, Jimmy leaned forward and kissed Doug. "You liking it,
Dougie?" he whispered. Doug only nodded, not trusting himself to speak. He
caught Jimmy's head and kissed him again.

All the time Jimmy was stroking his dick in and out of Toby he kept looking
at Doug's eyes. He loved the way they looked when Doug was approaching
orgasm, when he gave up trying to control it and let them sort of glaze
over, like he wasn't really focused on anything -- except the pleasure
inside himself. As soon as Jimmy saw that look he began to pound into Toby,
bringing himself up, right along with Doug.

His timing was almost perfect. Just as Doug arched his back and clutched
the back of Toby's head, Jimmy's toes began to curl under and he lost all
control. So did Toby who was suddenly growling deep in his throat and
shaking all over.

When they finally untangled themselves and Toby rolled over they could see
he was sticky from his navel to his balls and there was a huge wet spot on
the bed where he'd been laying. He looked up sheepishly. "Sorry about..."
He indicated the wet spot. "I just couldn't stop it when you... went in
me." He milked himself down producing a large pearl of cum on his pee
slit. "Then, at the end... Wow. You guys are wonderful." He kissed each of
them and was growing hard again before he finished.

They took turns in the shower and then Toby helped change the bed. When
they'd settled in Toby looked at Jimmy. "Does your dad know? About this?"
He ran his fingers over Jimmy's cock.

"That I have a dick? Sure, I think so."

"No silly, I mean what you do with it. Does he know you're gay?"

Jimmy didn't know how to answer that one and Doug, sensing it, broke
in. "Do you think it would bother him?" Jimmy gave Doug a grateful look
across Toby's chest.

"I don't know, maybe not. I'm pretty sure he knows about some of the men at
the site and I guess it doesn't bother him any."

"What about that guy, his valet or whatever he is?"

"Mr. Julio? I don't suppose he'd care either. I'm pretty sure he knows
about me, anyway he walked in one time when I was getting ready to do one
of the guys and he let me pretend I was just helping the guy with a stuck
zipper. Or maybe he believed me, I don't know, he's hard to read."

Amazed as he was, Jimmy still had the presence of mind to put an end to the
conversation. He did so by scooting down on the bed and taking Toby's dick
into his mouth. Doug helped by sitting on Toby's shoulders and filling his
mouth with his balls. By the time Toby could talk again he'd forgotten all
about his question. They slept with Toby in the middle, each of them with
an arm around him.

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Jim finally came home near the end of August. Jimmy and Doug picked him up
at the airport, where he'd come in on a commercial flight.

"What happened to the company plane?" Jimmy asked while they waited in
baggage claim.

Jim shrugged. "End of project, end of plane." Then he grinned. "Actually,
it's about time the crew had some major R&R so as my last official act I
sent it to Madrid for service. Major service. The crew gets three weeks in
Spain at company expense."

Doug brought the first of Jim's luggage from the carrousel. "By the way,
how come you're commercial?"

"He sent the crew to Spain for R&R," Jimmy said.

Doug looked at Jim. "Toby too?" He laughed. "Well, if nothing else that'll
improve Spanish American relations."

They went to the lake and the first thing Jim did was strip off his clothes
and throw himself into the water. He swam out to the anchored float and sat
there for a long time, looking at the lake and grinning; he was happy to be
home, at last.

Jim stayed at the lake for six weeks before he gave in and went back to
Jackston. He found a great apartment with the help of a man Jimmy
recommended, took his furniture out of storage, moved in and went back to
the office. In another six weeks he found he hated it. He spent most of
November and December on the phone to the home office, calling in markers.

They spent Christmas at the lake, of course, this time a white
Christmas. Jim broke the news on Christmas night, over the chocolate mouse
and champagne: "I'm going to Turkey for a couple of years."

Jimmy wasn't surprised. He'd seen the discontent in his dad for the last
couple of months. "What is it dad, a dam? A power plant?"

"No. A city. A whole city." Jimmy and Doug heard the awe in his voice. "Can
you imagine that? I'm going to build a city."

The city would be on the Aegean coast, north of the old Roman city of
Ephasis. It was to be occupied by people who were going to be displaced by
the completion of a dam in the interior; a city of twenty thousand, built
where there now was nothing and Jim was going to be in charge of the whole
thing. Roads, streets, houses, shops, water, sewer, power; all of it Jim's
responsibility.

"Will it be like Brazil, with demonstrations and snipers and hordes of
government idiots?" Doug asked.

"No. That's the beauty of this. Everyone wants it, from the people who will
be relocated there to the central government, everyone. The problems will
come from nature and trade unions and suppliers, all things I can
handle. Things I'm good at handling."

"When?"

Jim hesitated. "Next week."

"So soon." Doug and Jimmy had really enjoyed the past three months, seeing
Jim almost weekly. They were going to miss him greatly.

They found their love making had a strained quality to it that night, as
though they were trying too hard. Finally Jim brought it to a halt. "We
don't have to do this, you know, just because I'm going off to Turkey." He
turned over and stretched out between the two boys. "Sometimes we don't
have to do it at all. Love's like that, you know; you don't always have to
have your dick in someone to tell them you love them." He turned his head
and kissed each one on the cheek in turn. "And I do love you, both of you."

They fell asleep holding one another and in the morning they laughed and
played and made love with unrestrained passion. Five days later Jim was on
his way to Greece to build a city.

To be continued
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Comments, suggestions and yes, even criticisms, gratefully received.
Greg
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