Date: Thu, 24 Aug 2000 21:31:53 -0700
From: Desert Guys <jg.ps@gte.net>
Subject: Jim and Jimmy, Chapter Twelve

Jim and Jimmy
A novel by Greg Bowden
jg.ps@gte.net

CHAPTER TWELVE
"...it is my hope to build a life with him."

Back in the city the lovely snow of Christmas turned into the ugly blizzard
of New Year's which in turn became the dirty, icy snow of January; and then
February was worse. It was shaping up into a very depressing winter.

In early February Jimmy went into Michael/George For Men to get some new
underwear for Doug. Ever since he'd tried Jim's silk shorts at Christmas
he'd wanted some and Jimmy thought a pair or two would make a perfect 'I
love you' gift. Michael helped him pick out three pair, one sapphire blue,
one bright red and one black for more formal wear. At the same time Michael
pointed out that they were having a sale on cruise wear with some very good
values. "Surely you and Doug will be doing some cruising this winter," he
said with a smile.

"Sure," Jimmy said. "We'll be a big hit on Devlon Street wearing that
stuff." Devlon Street was the most active cruising and hustler street in
the city. "No, that'll do it for now." He accepted his package and Michael
saw him to the door. "Be sure to give George a hug from both of us," Jimmy
said as he stepped out into the cold.

It was snowing again, those heavy, wet flakes that hit you in the face and
then melt, running down inside your collar. There wasn't a cab to be had of
course, so he set off walking and cursing the cold and the snow. He'd gone
only a couple of blocks when a window display caught his eye, a cardboard
ship sailing on a cellophane sea with a plastic sun, appropriately enough
wearing sun glasses, hanging over it. A sign said 'Sail With Us In The Warm
Caribbean'. Jimmy didn't hesitate for a moment.

Thirty minutes later, back at Michael/George he was on the phone. "Dougie,
grab a cab and get down here right away. I'm being held captive in a
fitting room at Michael/George and I fear for my virtue." He was using the
phone at the sales counter and several customers smiled as they overheard
him.

"Your virtue? You fear for your virtue?"

"Okay, okay. I fear for my wallet."

"I'll be right down."

Doug was delighted with the idea of a cruise and because of the sale and
with very judicious selection, they ended up with a small wardrobe of
casual clothes to take along with them.

Jim was delighted with the idea as well, when Jimmy called him that
evening. "You both need to get away from work and a cruise is the perfect
choice," he said.

"I just hope the cabin is okay," Jimmy said. "I think it's down in steerage
somewhere."

"The best place to be," Jim replied with a laugh. "Very convenient to the
crew's quarters."

Five days later they were on a dock in Miami. It was wonderfully warm and
the big white ship tied up in front of them seemed to sparkle in the
sun. "It's hard to imagine that just this morning we were watching them
de-ice our plane before it could take off, isn't it? And just look at that
ship. I already feel pampered and elegant."

They moved up the walkway and found the right check-in desk. The pretty
young lady took their ticket and compared it to a list of names pinned to
the desk. "Mr. Keith? There seems to be some sort of problem with your
cabin assignment. Please wait here while I get the supervisor."

"I knew it," Jimmy said with a sigh.

"Mr. Keith? Mr. Barber?" A guy straight out of one of those slick cruise
ads came up and smiled at them, impossibly handsome in his white
uniform. "There's no problem. We've just made a change in your cabin
assignment, that's all. If you'll come with me? Oh, and don't worry about
your luggage. We'll see that it gets to the right place."

They went up the ramp and entered the ship where a photographer stopped
them to take their picture. The cruise guy went to step aside but Doug
grabbed him and pulled him in between them. The guy flashed a dazzling
smile and put his arms around the two of them while the photographer
flashed away.

After the photo he led them to an elevator bank and they rode up to the
next to top floor. They went down a long hall and were shown into their
cabin.

"My God," Jimmy said, looking around. "There must be some mistake." The
cabin had both a sitting room and a bed room. And the sitting room had
sliding glass doors that opened onto a little private balcony complete with
a table and lounge chairs; the bed room was furnished with a king sized
bed.

"No, no. This is your cabin." The cruise guy picked up two small wallets
lying on the coffee table next to a huge basket of fruit. "These are your
shipboard ID cards and you'll notice they have the right names on them. Now
if you'll excuse me I must get back to reception."

"I know it's a mistake," Jimmy said, hugging Doug, "but I'm certainly not
going to argue with anybody about it."

They spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the ship and watching the
other passengers as they did the same thing. Most of the people were a lot
older than they were and many of them were women with blue or pink hair but
there was a sprinkling of good looking men too, most, but not all, of them
with wives. They were able to spot at least three other male couples.

They were assigned a table for six in the dining room and found their
companions to be two quite charming married couples. All through dinner on
the first night Doug had the feeling that one of the husbands, an
electrical engineer named Howard, was watching him even though at the same
time he was being quite attentive to Diane, his wife. After dinner, having
a brandy on deck, Jimmy said he'd had the same feeling.

Jimmy and Doug took to shipboard life as though they'd been born to it. The
first day out was spent on deck, soaking up the sun, swimming in the pool
and indulging themselves in a mid-afternoon cocktail. They also made love
on their private balcony with only a seagull or two and the intense blue
sea as company.

At dinner that night, during the salad course, Howard excused himself to go
to the men's room; Doug did the same a minute or two later. The two men
came back together, engaged in animated conversation.

After dinner Jimmy wanted to see the show in the cabaret. They went
directly from the dining room and were able to find a small table with an
excellent view of the show. Over brandy Jimmy leaned forward and asked,
"Well, did you get your snapshot?"

Doug grinned. "Yea, a good one. Listen, do you want him?"

"You think he's available?"

"Uh huh. Tomorrow, after lunch. She's going on the shopping excursion but
he's staying on the ship. All you have to do is go into the men's room with
him and take a look. If you like what you see just mention that we're going
to skip the shopping. If he likes what he sees he'll ask what cabin we're
in."

They saw Howard and Diane take a table across the room. As soon as they'd
ordered drinks, Howard left the table.

When Jimmy got to the men's room Howard was already standing in front of
one of the urinals with his dick hanging out of his pants. Jimmy nodded to
him, stepped up to the urinal next to him and pulled out his own dick;
Howard sprung an instant hard-on. Just then the outer door opened and
Howard turned away while he struggled to put himself away. Zippered up,
they both went to the sinks and washed their hands.

"You, uh, going on the shopping tour tomorrow?" Howard's voice sounded like
his throat was dry.

Jimmy shook his head. "Not on your life. I intend to spend the afternoon in
bed."

Howard cleared his throat and glanced at the man standing at the
urinals. "Sounds like a good plan to me. You got an inside or outside
cabin?"

"Outside." Jimmy told him the deck and cabin number.  On the way out Howard
said in a low voice, "Right after the tour leaves," and was gone.

The tour left at one thirty and at one forty Howard knocked on their cabin
door. Jimmy answered the door wearing nothing but a robe while Doug lay in
the bed, the sheet pulled up just above his pubic hair.

Howard sized up the situation and immediately began unbuttoning his
shirt. "You guys don't waste a lot of time, do you?

Jimmy grinned at him and let his robe gap open just a little. "Well, we
figured we can always chat at the dinner table but they won't let us do any
of this other stuff in the dining room." He dropped the robe and watched
Howard get hard in his Jockey shorts.

Doug kicked the sheet off and when Howard saw he was hard too he almost
tripped over his pants getting to the bed and down on Doug's dick. It fell
to Jimmy to get the pants off and then wrestle him out of his Jockeys.

Since Howard was on his belly between Doug's legs Jimmy began petting his
ass. It was a beautiful one and he wanted to get in it. When he touched the
dark pucker and found it already slick with some kind of lube he knew he'd
be quite welcome.

Howard was sucking on Doug's balls now so Jimmy kissed the head of his dick
while he tore open the condom packet. Doug reached out and unrolled the
pale latex over Jimmy's erection and then spread some lube on it. Jimmy
went to the end of the bed and slowly lowered himself in between Howard's
legs. Howard spread them wide to accommodate him.

Jimmy pressed his dick in between Howard's ass cheeks and rested it against
his sphincter. He knew he was big and he wanted to give Howard time to
relax himself and open to him. Howard thought differently; he bucked back
and took half of Jimmy into him all at once. Then he clamped onto Jimmy's
dick and pulled him down with him so Jimmy thought what the hell and shoved
the rest of his dick into Howard's ass. Howard let out a gasp but held his
ground.

Jimmy began to stroke in him and Howard urged him on, wanting it harder and
faster. It wasn't long before Jimmy was pulling all the way out and then
slamming back in as hard as he could. He knew he couldn't keep doing it for
very long but Howard seemed to want it this way. The way he groaned each
time their bodies slapped together drove Jimmy to slam into him all the
harder.

It quickly got to the point where even the multiplication tables couldn't
help so Jimmy gave up and let himself go. Doug saw the expression on
Jimmy's face and leaned forward to kiss him, knowing what was
happening. Jimmy gave a strangled cry and drove himself all the harder into
Howard's ass as the pleasure washed over him. Then he collapsed across
Howard's back.

Before Jimmy even withdrew Howard had found another condom on the night
stand and was unrolling it on Doug's hard cock.

Doug took Jimmy's place on Howard's back and pushed into him in one quick
stroke. Howard sighed and pushed back, tightening his sphincter around
Doug's cock. Doug pulled back, feeling that ridge of muscle scrape along
his dick and realized why Jimmy had come so quickly. Howard loved what was
happening to him and worked very hard at making it pleasurable for his
partner, too. Doug picked up his rhythm, slamming into Howard the way he
liked.

Jimmy crawled on the bed next to Howard and tried to get him to turn on his
side so he could get at his dick. Howard pulled him up and kissed him,
exploring Jimmy's mouth with his tongue, his eyes shiny with pleasure.

Doug made no attempt at control. He thrust himself into Howard with long
strokes and without pause, feeling the bubble expand until it burst,
flooding him with hot pleasure.

When Doug went to the bathroom to clean up Howard turned over and sat,
propped up against the headboard. Jimmy, lying next to him reached out and
took hold of his cock which was hard and slick from his pre-cum. Howard
gently took his hand away. "No. I'm very close."

"That's the idea, isn't it?" Doug asked, coming in from the bathroom and
offering a warm, damp towel. "Get your rocks off?"

Howard looked uncomfortable. "No, not... Not exactly." He looked from Doug
to Jimmy and back again. "This part is always difficult."

"What..."

"No, no. It has to do with me, not you." He smiled at them and
shrugged. "See, I... I save it. For Diane." Jimmy looked at him and raised
one eyebrow but didn't say anything.


Howard started again, the words tumbling over each other as though if he
didn't say it fast he wouldn't say it at all. "I really like what we did
here, sometimes I think I live for it and today, with two of you it was
wonderful but I can't come for you, that's for Diane. When she gets back
from shopping I'll, that is, we'll do it and after what you guys did to me
I'll be so hot it'll be great for both of us and I'll probably be able to
do it two or three times and each time I'll remember how it felt with you
up inside me and it'll feel so good to come..." He stopped and looked
embarrassed. "Well, you get the idea. I hope you don't mind."

"Hey, we don't mind. To each his own." Doug bent down and kissed him. "I
only hope you enjoyed yourself with us. I know we did, didn't we?" He
tousled Jimmy's hair.

"Enough that I'd like to do it again," Jimmy said, smiling at Howard. "You
ever had two guys at the same time? I mean, two guys in you at the same
time?"

"Can you?" Howard had an almost sick feeling of anticipation. "How do
you..."

Jimmy looked up at Doug. "You want to give it a go again?"

Doug climbed onto the bed, facing Jimmy. "That way? Oh, yea, I'd like
that." He moved up the bed, one leg over Jimmy's, one leg under. He pushed
himself up the bed until his balls were lying on Jimmy's and their dicks
were standing against each other.

Howard immediately saw what was going to happen and reached for the condoms
on the bedside table. His hands were shaking as he carefully rolled one
onto each cock and then applied lube to them. He climbed up on the bed and
positioned himself over Jimmy and Doug. "I... I don't know if I can..."

Doug reached out and touched Howard's ass. "Yes you can. Just take it
slow."

Howard nodded and looked over his shoulder at Jimmy who smiled at him and
winked encouragement. Then, for the first time in his life, Howard felt two
dicks press into him at the same time. They were big and it took some time
but he finally took them both. When he felt their wiry hair against him he
stopped and waited for a long time, eyes closed and not moving at all. Then
he began to ride them, crooning quietly to himself.

After five or six minutes he stopped. "I'm sorry... I... I can't do it any
more. I'm so close..." He pulled himself up and slowly got off the bed. He
kissed Doug and then went to the head of the bed and kissed Jimmy. "Thank
you. I've never felt anything like that." He pulled his clothes on and
kissed them again.

After Howard left Jimmy and Doug took a quick shower and went back to bed.

"I love doing that," Jimmy said, slowly thrusting himself in Doug. "Seeing
our dicks standing together, disappearing into him. But why did he pull off
so abruptly? We aren't really that big, are we?"

"He was just about to come," Doug said. "I was watching his dick and it was
so hard it must have hurt. And it was, I don't know, twitching, like it was
going to come no matter what he wanted it to do. So he had to quit."

"Can you imagine that? I mean, not coming, so you could save it up?"

"No. I like coming when you do. We reinforce each other which makes it more
than twice as good." He reached up and pulled Jimmy's mouth down to his. In
a few moments no one saved anything.

Howard and Diane were late for dinner that night and they both looked like
they'd been out in the sun too long, their skin puffy, lips swollen and
both of them limping just slightly, like it hurt to walk. On the other
hand, their eyes shown with happiness. The cruise, among other things, was
obviously agreeing with them.

Two days later, just before noon, the ship docked at Barbados. Doug and
Jimmy decided to go ashore and do some exploring, perhaps have lunch at one
of the tiny beach-front restaurants they'd seen as the ship approached the
dock. The dock was crowded with taxi drivers and guides and other assorted
locals, all of them selling something. Doug and Jimmy pushed their way
through the crowd and just as they reached the gate Jimmy felt a hand on
his shoulder and a voice murmured in his ear. "If you kiss me I'll suck
your dick."

The voice was very familiar but it took him a moment to recognize it. He
whirled around and hugged his father. "Dad! What the hell are you doing
here?"

Doug, who had been swept along with the crowd, stepped aside as soon as he
realized Jimmy was not beside him. An extremely handsome man standing by a
Jeep caught his eye as he swept the crowd looking for Jimmy but it wasn't
until he spotted Jim that he realized why the man looked familiar. It was
Shareff Agizz.

They all ended up standing by the Jeep and Jim made the introductions. A
little later, over drinks at a private and very exclusive beach club which
had been more than happy to welcome Mr. Agizz and his party, Jim explained.

"It's all really my fault I guess. It seems that I never actually told
Shareff that you two were... Well, that your partnership was more than just
business. It also seems that the rich and powerful Mr. Agizz is just a bit
shy when it comes to meeting my son. Finding out that you two are a couple
made things much easier and so here we are."

"But how'd you find out..."

Shareff colored slightly. "When James told me you were going to be on this
ship I took the opportunity to check on you. When I found you were
vacationing with your partner and had requested a double bed I put one and
one together. When I asked, James confirmed it."

Conversation stopped while their lunch was served.

When the waiter had left Doug asked, "But how'd you check us out? You don't
own..."

Jim nodded. "Among other things."

"But only the ship," Shareff said. "I have only a small interest in the
cruise company. But enough. I hope you don't mind my nosiness."

"I guess that explains the cabin, huh?"

Shareff laughed. "Yes, that is my way of apologizing for intruding on your
privacy. I hope it is satisfactory."

"Very satisfactory." Doug and Jimmy said it at the same moment, as though
it had been rehearsed. They all burst out laughing.

The rest of the day was spent driving around the island, looking at the
scenery and getting acquainted. Around four o'clock they found a deserted
beach which Jim wanted to explore, looking for shells. When they tired of
that Jim suggested they go for a swim.

Shareff suddenly looked worried and took Jim aside. Jimmy and Doug figured
he was shy about taking his clothes off in front of them but it was Jim
Shareff was worried about: he was unsure how Jim would feel, being naked in
front of his son. Jim smiled, kissed Shareff for his concern and assured
him that he'd been naked with his son many times. He wondered how long it
would be before he had to tell Shareff about Jimmy and him.

Shareff seemed quite unconcerned about his own nakedness with them and
quite frankly looked both Jimmy and Doug up and down, just as they did him,
before they all dashed into the water. When they came out, Shareff managed
to take Jimmy aside while Jim and Doug went back to looking for
shells. They sat on the wet sand, little waves lapping at their feet.

"You will excuse me, I have never... presented my credentials in this
manner before." He laughed. "Nor dressed as this." He lifted his dick and
let it drop back to the wet sand with a plop. Jimmy had no idea what was
going on so he just sat and listened, thinking he was going to get an
erection if Shareff didn't leave his own dick alone.

"I am, as your father told you, a rich man. I have many companies in many
countries and I am blessed that they make me far more money than I can
use. I am also, I suppose, seen as a powerful man in some quarters although
I have never sought power and I use it rarely. My wife died many years ago
and I have never felt the need of further marriage. I am unencumbered by
man or woman and have been so for some time." He turned and looked squarely
at Jimmy. "I tell you all this so you will understand my intentions toward
your father."

Jimmy nodded. It occurred to him that he was being asked to give his father
away.

"You must understand that I love your father very deeply and it is my hope
to build a life with him. A comfortable, loving life."

"Mr. Agizz," it seemed appropriate to use the more formal last name, "you
know that my father..." he stopped, unsure how to put it, unsure if his dad
would even want him to bring it up. Shareff interrupted.

"I know there are problems but they are minor. Your father is Christian, I
am Moslem. Since neither of us is active in his religion it should not
intrude on us. Our differing citizenship will pose no problems."

Jimmy decided it would be wrong to leave it unsaid and held up his
hand. "It is my understanding, Mr. Agizz, that you're looking for a
monogamous relationship. My father and I have no secrets from each other
and I am not at all sure he will thrive in such a relationship or even
manage to maintain it. He has... others he sleeps with, some of whom he
loves."

Shareff smiled. "I am aware of your father's others. We have talked many
times about them and I have been entertained by stories of some of his
encounters. But you misunderstand the facts about me. I am not monogamous
by principle, or by conviction for that matter; I am so because it is only
your father who interests me. Even with another man it is really only your
father who interests me." He patted Jimmy on the shoulder. "No, that need
not be a concern for you or your father."

Jimmy sighed and let the chips fall where they may. "Then be happy with
him, Mr. Agizz. Take care of him and love him and keep him safe. That's all
I can ask of you."

They stood and looked at each other. Shareff rather formally shook Jimmy's
hand and then Jimmy threw his arms around Shareff and hugged him. "Welcome
to the family, dad."

Nothing was said to Jim afterward, at least nothing that Jimmy heard. Doug
cocked a questioning eyebrow but Jimmy gave him that 'later' look. Since
the ship didn't sail until midnight, Shareff took them all back to the
beach club where they showered and changed into some fresh clothes that
magically appeared. They stayed at the club and had cocktails and dinner on
the terrace overlooking the beach. After dinner Jimmy and Doug were driven
back to the ship in the club's Rolls Royce; Shareff and Jim stayed on at
the club deciding to spend the night before flying back to Turkey in the
morning.

"What was that all about?" Doug asked over a brandy in one of the quiet
lounges on the ship. "The long discussion on the beach, I mean."

Jimmy grinned at him. "I'm not totally sure but I think it was the swain
asking for the hand of his beloved."

"And?"

"And I think we'll be calling Shareff 'dad' from now on."

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To be continued.
Many thanks to Mark and the boys for suggesting the scene on the ship.
Suggestions, criticisms, comments - all are gratefully received.

Greg
jg.ps@gte.net