Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 10:08:26 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mark - Series Part #56

MARK 
By Lee Mariner

July 2002 

DISCLAIMER: This is a gay fantasy and depicts homosexual acts between men
and boys. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS MATERIAL OR YOU DO
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All characters used are fictional and in no way related to any person or
persons, living or dead.

PLEASE DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX, IT CAN BE LIFE THREATENING. 

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Copyright: 2002 -- Author: Lee Mariner -- All Rights are Reserved. 

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CHAPTER #56

 The traffic on Race St. was light for late morning as I watched the Global
Auto Transport truck pull away, probably for the suspension bridge between
 Cincy and Covington. A strange route for an 18-wheeler since the I75
bridge was almost a straight shot over the river and on into Williamstown
and the truck stop. The truck dropped out of sight just as I reached the
entrance of the Madison Bldg. Erik and
 Scott's offices were on the 4th floor so I took the stairs rather then the
elevator.

The Madison was almost as old as the Carew Towers and had been built in the
same style, gray granite floors, wall light sconces and a sort of musty
business odor. Justin
 and Justin, Stockbrokers was written in black letters on a full light
door, a little old fashioned but effective and the activity inside could be
heard through the door but Scott and Erik liked that. I guess it has its
advantages in making people think t he firm was prosperous. I didn't need
the noise to tell me that.

Opening the door and walking inside was like entering a world of absolute
total confusion. There was a receptionist just inside the door sitting in
front of a small glass partition. Beyond t hat partition were rows of desks
and banks of telephones and fax machines. One wall was an endless digital
update board of the American and New York Stock Exchanges. Contrary to what
you see, it is well organized. I never got used to it anytime I visited
Scott or Erik.

I gave my name to the receptionist and she had no sooner told Erik I was
there when he came bursting through the door of his and Scott's private
office, he hadn't changed a bit, not an ounce on or off and that golden
mane of his was like sp un gold. His eyes flashed, white teeth gleamed and
his arms were like steel bands when he grabbed me in a bear hug.

"Damn, damn, its good seeing you again Lee, come on in my office. Damned by
you look good. Them damned Arabs didn't do any damage that I can see."

"You are going to do more then them if you don't let me breath Erik."

"Ooops, sorry bout that. Come on in. Margie, hold my calls. Mr. Michaels
and I are going to be tied up going over his accounts probably for the rest
of the afternoon."

"Yes Mr. Justin and if you brother should call?"

"Just tell him I'm with Mr. Michaels and whatever he decides is alright
with me. Come on Lee."

It was as if I had been caught in the vortex of a whirlwind. Erik swept us
into his office and the door was no s ooner closed then we were wrapped in
an almost death like grip as his lips devoured mine and his tongue felt
like a hot poker searching, twisting with mine.

"Damn Erik," I gasped "let me get my breath. Jesus you are horny aren't
you?"

"Man I haven't had a good fuck since you left. If you only knew how many
times I stuffed a dildo up my ass pretending it was that big cock of
yours."

"Well, I see you still have your sofa bed. I would have thought it would
have been worn out by now."

"No Lee, not yet but we could give it a work out if your up for it." Erik
said, looking very sexy and I could feel a twinge at the base of my cock as
it stirred.

Erik was wearing a white linen short sleeve shirt with dark blue Bugle Boy
jeans. The collar of the shirt was open to the third button showing the
light covering of blond hair. His blue eyes flashed as he ran the tip of
his tongue over succulent pink lips. His shirt and jeans covered the
contours of his well-muscled body showing the hard definition the sculpted
b eauty of many hours of hard work in the gym. He reminded me of Mark and
the work he had put in as my cock swelled and hardened slipping down the
leg of my slacks. Erik' s eyes gleamed as he moved towards me his fingers
undoing the buttons of his shirt.

Pie ce by piece we both disrobed our eyes consuming what neither one of us
had seen for some years. My heart beat like a trip hammer in anticipation
of and lust for Erik. He pressed his hard body against mine and the old
electricity was like a lightening bolt
 coursing through us as our hard cocks fought between us. Erik groaned
leaning his head back as his arms held us together.

"Oh god Lee, you don't know how much I have wanted and dreamed of you. You
haven't changed a bit, everything is just as I remember from the last time
we were together."
 He whispered his lips and mine meeting in a strong passionate kiss.

His body felt like satin under my fingertips and I could feel his muscles
rippling as I stroked him. My cock ached to be imbedded deep within his bow
els.  Grinding my pelvis against his my cock slipped between his legs under
his scrotum and he tightened his thighs around my thick hardness.

"Mmmmmmm you feel good Erik."

"I'll feel better if you fuck me Lee." He said moving to the sofa bed
pushing a button. A whirring of a hidden motor and the bed opened. He sat
on the edge and pulled me to him his mouth taking my hard cock, his hands
gripping my cheeks holding me in place while he nursed and I gasped at the
electrical shock that surged through my co ck's length into my nuts. I
grabbed his golden hair and held him tight shoving my hips at his face.

"Ohhhhh Christ Erik, suck it." I moaned at the intense feelings of an
impending climax if he continued. My nuts crawling slowly up to the base of
my cock at the pleasure of his hot mouth sucking on me and I moaned " suck
it babe, suck it. God but you haven't forgotten how I like being sucked, it
feels great."

"Like that do you Lee? I'll bet it feels good. God your cock is harder then
I remember. Stand there for a minute, don't move."

My cock throbbed with each beat of my heart, my breathing like a racehorse
in the gate. I watched as he pulled a hidden drawer open from the side of
the bed. He took out a tube of lube and a package of ex-large condoms, his
co ck was just a little smaller then mine but not much.

Erik slid into the middle of the bed and raised his knees, his pink
twitching, pulsing anus winking at me in anticipation of my thick uncut 9"
cock spreading his sphincter muscle, filling his rectum. I
 could feel the pre-cum oozing from the slit in the corona and I spread it
over its velvety smooth head sliding the skin back exposing soft sensitive
glans. I could feel pressure building in the pit of my gut as a fire built
in my nuts and I slowly stroke d and squeezed the full length of my turgid
throbbing weapon.

Erik placed his fingers just below his anus and squeezed a large amount of
lubricant out of the tube and spread it over this and around the quivering
entry to his bowels and two of his fingers
 entered and spread his anus. His eyes were boring into mine as he growled,
"come here lover, fuck me."

I crawled between his legs and he reached down rolling the pre-lubed condom
over my cock and guided it at the quivering slick entry he wanted filled a
nd my body shivered as the head slowly slipped inside that ever vigilant
sphincter muscle snapping around its girth just behind the head and a groan
drifted up from deep within my chest and I heard Erick growling from deep
within the erotic fog that was e nveloping us.

"Easy babe, easy. Not so fast, I wanna feel all of you sliding in me,
filling me. God but I have wanted you Lee. Fuck me slow and deep babe." He
said as he locked his ankles behind my waist.

Slowly, almost as if in slow motion my cock sank
 deeper and deeper until I felt my pubic hair pushing his balls upwards and
resting between us. I opened my eyes and looking down at Erik, his eyes
shining with the ecstasy of a metamorphic change that was encompassing
us. His body and mine were slipping into a metaphysical joining and I felt
the beat of his heart and mine synchronized with our breathing as I slowly
withdrew and then set in motion the thrusting, driving overdrive of sexual
need.

Leaning down while my hips drove downwards meeting the upward s thrust of
his hips we kissed our tongues in almost mortal combat sucking and
twisting. Groaning deeply Erik twisted his body and my cock pressed against
his prostate sending him into a frenzy of movement, the sweat if our bodies
mixing and his sphincter
 
squeezing the plunging steel hard rod my cock had become inside the forge
of his bowels. He reached for and pinched my tits and shooting stars
exploded in my head. I lost control, plunging and groaning like an animal
driving deeper with ravishing force my
 
nuts slapping against his ass. Our breathing was coming in great rasping
gasping draughts and I felt the fire starting to build inside of me as our
nuts started drawing tight. He growled deep in his chest as his hands
gripped my hard tense biceps and he a rched his ass upwards meeting the
downward thrust of my hips and our bodies tightened. I felt my life force
exploding deep in his bowels as his steaming liquid molten seed gushed up
on my chest and falling back covering his heaving chest.

Gritting my teet h from the feelings surging through me and the intensity
of his climatic volcanic explosion I sucked in my gut and slammed his ass
feeling the last jerking explosion of my seed filling him. His legs
tightened around my waist and he pulled my lips to his c rushing them with
his in a heated passionate kiss our bodies melding together and I shuddered
slowly relaxing over him as we both almost collapsed in the after glow of
our sexual joining.

We both were gasping for air, chests heaving, bodies covered in
sweat. Raising my head from alongside of his I looked into his gleaming
eyes.

"Yesssss Lee, that's what I've been wanting. I've dreamed of you in my arms
and ass babe. No one fucks like you do, not even Scott and he is good."

"Not even as good as Scott, Erik? I never knew you two had sex
together. That must be like making love to yourself?"

"Almost but not that often. Usually only when his wife April is on the rag
then he gets really horny. But brother or not he doesn't know how to really
fuck like a man does. Too much pussy I guess."

"I wouldn't know about that but I have missed you. My nephew could probably
fill your ass just about as good though. He has a pretty good cock for his
age, gonna get better as he gets older." I said feeling my cock startin g
to slip from his ass and he lowered his legs from around my waist laying
them off to the side but allowing me to rest between them as the head of my
cock left his ass. He winced a little with a slight gasp as it slipped from
his body.

"Mmmmmmmmm that felt great Lee. Wanna take a shower and then some lunch?
You gotta tell me about this nephew of yours. Is he available?"

"Shower yes, lunch yes, Mark available I don't know."

We kissed gently and I rolled off of him. Erik removed the condom from my
cock and then he cleaned the excess his mouth sucking the final drops from
its slit. I gasped a little at the sensation of his lips draining, pulling
the juice from within me.


Wrapping it in a tissue he looked at me with a grimace on his face. "Its to
bad we can't fuck like we used to without these thinks but I guess better
safe then sorry now a days. We both are clean I am sure but no need to take
chances."


"I've been preaching that too Mark. I hate using them but like you say. . .
."

We rolled out of be d and Erik hit the button that would close the bed back
into a sofa and he led me into the private bath both he and Scott had in
their office complex. He dropped the condom in the toilet and we showered
together, my mind drifted off thinking of when Mark and I took showers
together. Erik liked playing a little as well and we had fun playing,
kissing and washing each other.

Drying off with huge thick fluffy towels Erik handed me a full-length linen
robe and we walked to the dining room that was between his and Scott's
office.

One wall was glass and you could see the skyline of Cincinnati and the Ohio
River in the distance but not really that far. Kentucky was shrouded in a
slight blue haze and I looked down on Race St. cars whizzing up and down
the street
 below us. The room had two tables just a little large then standard card
tables but the were made of oak. One had been set with services for two and
covered dishes were sitting on a large sideboard. We served ourselves
buffet style and Erik brought out t wo bottles of Hudapole beer made in
Cincinnati. It was a cold lunch of luncheon meats, cheese, coleslaw, potato
salad and various relishes and pickles.

While we ate I told him about my tour in Saudi Arabia and how glad I was
when I was recalled. He got a kick out of hearing that I had jerked off for
almost 4 years from the lack of sex available in the Middle
East. Homosexuality carried a death sentence if caught and I didn' t feel
like getting my head chopped off. He of course had a joke when I told him
about that.

"Good thing they didn't cut off both heads, they would have need two swords
for that." He chuckled his eyes dancing with mirth as he grinned at me.

"I thought your asshole was gonna cut my circulation off let alone the head
of my cock the way you clamped down on it." I retorted grinning as much as
he did.

"That's because I haven't had a cock that big for a long time. You want
coffee and then we can talk?"

He poured us both coffee and he lit a cigarette the blue smoke curling up
to the ceiling.

"I thought you gave those things up Erik?"

"I do and then I get back on them. I've tried the patch and other things
but nothing seems to work. How'd you give them up?"

"I just quit, the only way I've been told. It's hard but being in the
Middle East helped, they don't use tobacco or liquor, against their
religion. Every now and then I get the urge but I don' t want Mark picking
up the habit. You'll like him when you meet him. He's 17 but he has the
body of a young god and he is part of the reason I wanted to talk with
you."

"Before we do that Lee, when did you know he was gay or is he?"  "Oh that
goes back a long way Erik. I knew or suspected he was gay when he was 8
years old. I really suspected it when he was 12 and sat on my lap and I got
a har d on. He pushed down on my groin feeling it and smiled at me his eyes
gleaming. I had taken an assignment in Alaska and this happened after I got
back from that. I took the assignment in Saudi Arabia trying to avoid or
not believe he was. When I got back this time and I came home well, there
was no denying it then. He had started lifting weights and working out on a
Bowflex machine. His body is mesmerizing absolutely the most gorgeous
physique I have seen, a knock out and he all but seduced me."


"And you just had sex with me? Isn't that a little hypocritical if he is
all you say he is."

"It depends on how you look at it Erik and it goes pretty deep. I won't go
into the mystical way it feels. Mark was a virgin in gay sex but he was
learning from observatio n and a buddy of his that is also a knockout. He
and Carl worked out together and jerked off together. They discussed sex
but never did anything other then jerk each other off. Mark and I had sex
and he asked me to teach him. William Woolford and I have b een doing our
best to teach him. Mark is still an innocent but we realize we both like
sex and don' t feel it detracts from our relationship as long as we are
honest and truthful with each other. He is a remarkable young man and I
trust him implicitly."

"Sounds like it from what you are saying and you should see the way you
light up just talking about him. He must be a hell of a young man. Where
does he fit in today?"

"He is. Did you gather the information I asked you too on CalTron and
MegaData?"

"I did, just a second. Pour us another cup of coffee, I'll be right back."
He said getting up and going into his office linen robe flowing behind him.

After pouring fresh coffee, I picked up an eclair from the sideboard just
as Erik came back in the dining room carrying two large folders. "Hey, good
idea. Let me have one of those Lee." He said placing the folders on the
table.

He took the eclair and after biting into it and wiping his mouth, he opened
the CalTron file looking over the forms and handed one to me. It was a
Monthly Balance sheet with columns of figures.

"They have been on the upswing since you called me about them. We did a
projection analysis and if they keep going according to our figures they
should turn a 6.8% profit in the third quarter e nding in September, this
month. Scott put a red flag on it and we are keeping a watch on it. What
are you thinking about doing, investing in it? I would recommend it based
on what we have right now. You do have a lot of money floating around that
is not e arning very much right now. Cincinnati National has called me
twice about your account with them. They haven't heard from you and thought
maybe you were thinking of setting up a trust account of something along
those lines."

"Cliff Adams will be taking care of that. Where else have you put the
money? I hated doing that but it was done for a point and I lost, the point
not the money."

"Right now I have accounts for you set up in SunTrust, Star Bank, Colonial
Savings along with our own escrow accounts. Hold a second."

Erik shifted into his stockbroker mode click what looked like a television
set on with a remote on the table. Rows of different colored figures and
names came up on the screen and we watched until the MegaDate symbols
scanned across the scre en, Erik froze the picture.

"Mega took a pretty solid hit when you sold off that 30,000 shares but the
have leveled off at 62.9. You still have a little over 2,000 in that
account." He clicked the button and the screen started moving again and he
looked at me.

"You lost after you sold the 30,000 but I think that stock is going to
improve but slower then it did. The stocks you have in Microsoft, AT&T,
Dell and Apple are making money slow but steady. No problems there.  The
Cincinnati utility bonds are a s ure bet in the long run and I wouldn' t do
anything there. Right now Lee, I would say your net worth is somewhere
between 5 & 6 mil. I can get an exact figure from our accounting department
but you have got to get some of your cash working again. You asked about
CalTron. Are you thinking of doing something there?"

"What do you think Erik?" I asked opening the CalTron file and glancing at
the wall clock, 1:15PM.

He didn't answer right away finishing off his eclair first and taking a sip
of his coffee. Loo king at the screen we both watched and then he froze it
when the CalTron symbols ran across it, the stock was selling at 77.3 with
the projected figures showing it was selling across the board.

"Lee check the first column of figures and drop to the botto m and then
look across the bottom to the second row from the last. Check that
column. See the way it has steadily grown? Now check it back against the
first and you will see that they have met every projection and if you are
thinking of getting in on it, now is the time."

"I see that, buy 25,000 shares now and when you do, put the account in my
name and Mark Michaels. Okay?"

Erik looked at me sharply his eyes looking into mine. I could see a flash
of concerning cross his face.

"Are you sure about that Lee? How old did you say Mark was, 17? He could
sell when he turns 18 you know!"

"Not if you add Cincinnati Bank and Trust. I told you I trust him
implicitly but he will not have control of anything until he reaches 30."

A broad smile lit his face and he exclaimed. "You sly devil you. Your
setting up a Living Trust and that is why you said Cliff Adams would be in
touch with the bank. I should have known you knew what you were
doing. Damn, why didn' t I think of that. Christ almighty, that boy is one
lucky sonofabitch having an uncle like you. No offense meant."

"None taken smart ass. I also want the stock in MegaData converted into his
name but leave me as controller. That is his college fund but I haven't
told him. If it drops in value, don't let it go
 below 55. Red flag it and if it does drop sell and transfer the funds to
the bank. I want you to let me know how that stock does up or down. Try and
keep an idea of how many public shares are outstanding in addition to what
I have there. Can you do that?  "

"Of course we can, but what do you have in mind?"

"I'm not sure right now Erik, just keep tabs on it for me. Okay?"

"Can do, you're the boss. How will I know how to get in touch with you? You
could have been on the fucking moon for all I knew the last time you took
off. I don' t like operating by email and not knowing for sure who is
sending the damn things. There are to damn many hackers and those user
names don't mean a damn thing."

"Sorry about that and your right. I'm going to be setting up a private cell
phone line with Sprint. It will be blocked and only certain people will
have the number. I' ll drop by before I leave and give you the number and
the phone. No one will be able to activate the line except with a code and
only you and Scott will have the phone and code. I don't want anyone using
the phone except you or Scott."

"Hey bud, aren't you being a little cloak and dagger?"

"Not really Erik but there are a few things I'm working on that I don't
want let out of the bag just yet."

Erik st ood up his robe falling open a little and if you appreciate the
magnificence of a solid muscled man, he had everything you could want. The
golden hair on his chest flowed downward in a long thin darkening line
between his rib muscles and ripped abdominal muscles into a thick silky
gleaming bush that surrounded his thick cut cock resting on very large
testicles. Erik was 14 years older then Mark and he was a projection of
what Mark would become.

His eyes gleamed as he looked down at me and my cock was gett ing hard
watching his starting to swell, swaying as he moved to where I was
sitting. I felt the saliva building in my mouth as he came closer. He
stopped in front of me straddling my legs and slowly slipped the robe from
his shoulders letting it drop as h e leaned over and opened mine pushing it
back from my shoulders. I could see his chest heaving, as we both were
starting to breath heavier.

Placing both hands on my naked shoulders he leaned in and his forehead
touched mine our eyes locked, the blue of his eyes deepened to an almost
cobalt color and he whispered flicking his tongue at me. "Enough business
for now."
 His lips met mine in a soft gently consuming kiss as he slipped his hands
behind my head. Pulled me gently his groin came closer his thick 8" cock
touching my lips. I opened my mouth and he slid his cock in gently stroking
the hair on my head.

"Suck me Lee, please. Drain my nuts dry, drink what I feel for you babe."

His hips started a slow piston movement his slick hard cock sliding in and
ou t of my mouth. Each time he withdrew I closed my lips suctioning on him
until he started moving back in until he touched the entrance to my throat
but not far enough that I would gag.

My cock was pouring pre-cum and I used it to slicken my throbbing rod as I
sucked him, as a calf would suckle its mother' s teat. We both drifted in a
fog of lusting need for each other even though we had only just enjoyed
each other. Erik fucked my mouth slowly moaning and cooing as his cock slid
in and out of my hot wet mouth. " Yeah Lee, suck on it for me babe. Drain
it dry, suck the life from me."

I felt the fire building in him as his cock started swelling and hardening
his hips increasing the pressure. My heart was racing and I groaned sending
a shock wave surging upwar ds through his hard member and he groaned
slipping over the edge and stream after hot molten stream of his seed
gushed into my mouth his legs shuddering from the force. Swallowing as fast
as I could I gripped his cock with my lips and my muscles tightened
 as my climax was boiling upwards, my cock felt like it was on fire. I
tightened my lips around his cock feeling my sperm jetting out of my
throbbing cock covering my chest in stream after gushing stream.

Erik held my head tight and moaned as I sucked him
 dry my tight lips stripping his cock as he softened. We slowly floated
down from the heights of sexual satisfaction as we held each other. In the
after glow our composure returned and I stood up pressing my body against
his our soft cocks trapped between
 our groins. He laid his head on my shoulder and we swayed back and forth
holding tight to one another.

I felt his heart slowing and matching mine his breathing and mine returning
to normal when he said softly.

"Why didn't we ever make it together Lee? All that time that we have wasted
knowing each other and not doing anything. Why Lee? You know how I feel
about you."

Lifting his chin with my fingers I looked at his face and the forlorn look
stabbed at me. "I guess because we both are so much alike Eri k. We both
are career orientated and we both like a variety. The feelings are there
and the love but not the commitment, the bonding that makes for a permanent
love. We can always enjoy each other and the bonds of friendship will
always be there."


"And with Mark?"

"That I cannot explain Erik. There is a mysticism involved in the bond
between he and I, a fusing of our souls that I cannot explain. Nothing or
no individual means to me as much as Mark does. He is much like you and I
Erik. We love and we enj oy spreading that love, consuming it and giving
it. I can honestly say I love you but it is a physical love not the bonding
of our beings. I enjoy making love with you and giving what I can of myself
to you."

"Damn, why do you always have to be so logical? But you are right, I like
men and I guess like you and Mark I love Scott and there is nothing I would
not do for him. We don' t have the sexual bond that most gay guys have but
there is the bond you talk about and when we do make love, it is almost
like we are one body not two. I feel like he is inside of me."

"You just answered the question Erik. You both know what it feels like to
be one person in two bodies. I gotta get cleaned up and dressed kiddo. Mark
will be waiting for me to pick him up after school."

"Will you tell him about this Lee, about us being together?"

"Not unless he were to ask me Erik, then I would. The relationship is based
on faith, honesty and trust. Not just sex. No relationship will last
regardless of who it is with if it is ba sed on physical sex alone. Without
those three elements you only feed on each other and when that is consumed
what is left? Lies and deceit until finally you destroy any feelings that
might have existed to begin with."

"But isn't that like being a slut? You screw around on each other with
other men just like a whore does."

"There is a difference Erik, looking for sex with other men and having sex
with another man are two different things. Would you call us sluts because
we made love this afternoon? I don' t think so. We both wanted it and there
are feelings for each other. If you meet someone in a restaurant or a bar
and there is a mutual attraction that you both feel and you go to bed
together, does that make either of you a slut? You are two men that en joy
being together and the sex is mutually desired as a result of enjoying
being together. Sex is dirty if you make it dirty and a slut is someone
that has sex for the sake of sex and does not really care who it is with as
long as it is sex that is dirty.
 Someday when there is more time, we will have to discuss the differences
if you would like."

"Again so logical but it makes sense. Maybe we can have dinner together and
you can bring Mark along. I really do want to meet him and not just for
sex. He sounds like a really fascinating young man who has a fascinating
uncle."

I tweaked his nose and we both took another shower enjoying the feeling of
being together. After we dressed, we kissed again softly and gently before
I left with the promise I would call
 him before I left Cincinnati and we would finish what we had started with
the stock transactions. Walking down the stairs I mused that if it had been
anyone but Mark I would have fallen for Erik, he was the kind of man anyone
would want and appreciate.


W alking quickly to where I had left the car, I tooled it through the
increasingly heavy traffic and caught I275 East pulling up at the high
school entrance just as Mark was coming out of the building. He trotted
towards me his face beaming a brilliant smil e on his face. I felt my heart
swell and thought briefly about what Erik had been asking me. "Yeah."  My
mind said.

Erik was nice and I felt a great deal for him but the Adonis, my Mark,
coming across the lawn was like my heart was walking towards me and I
exhaled feeling the warmth spreading through my body.

"Hi Sport, how was your day?"

"It just got a whole lot better Uncle Lee." He said, sliding into the seat
leaning over and kissing my cheek lightly beaming at me. "How was yours?"

"It just got better Sport." I said dropping the car into gear and heading
for the house, the sun shining brightly.

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John's truck was in the parking area behind the house when we pulled
in. Sharon must still be working or on some errands as we pulled in, John
was on the deck looking down as we parked.

Mark jumped out of the car calling over his shoulder, "I'm gonna change
into something more comfortable Uncle Lee. Hi Dad, be right out."

He ran through the doors that led into the lower den and the workout
room. I looked up a bit amused at how quickly Mark disappeared, waving at
my brother.  "Hi John, how goes it? Have a good day?"

"Not bad Lee, wanna join me in a beer? I'll get a couple from the fridge; I
was just about to have one. I only got home just before you pulled in."

"Sure, I'll be right up. I want to ask for your help."

John glanced back at me as he went into the kitchen and I walked on up the
steps leading to the pool, hot tub deck where we could sit. The sun was
bright so I put one of the umbrellas up over a table while he was getting
the beers. It wasn' t not hot or cold just about the right temperature for
mid September.  John came out with two beers and a Pepsi in his hands.

"What kind of help you need Lee? Sharon should be along pretty soon, she
stopped at the store for a couple of things."

"I want to turn that rental in and then stop over at Schott's on the way
home. I need something to drive and I'm just a little tired of renting
cars. Could you and Mark drive with me, I n eed to take it back to the
rental agency over by the airport."

"I don't see why not. We could probably go now and be back in time for
supper. Mark do you have any home work that needs to be done?"

"No sir Dad. I did it in my last study period. It wasn't much since school
is just starting."  Mark said as he was walking towards us.

He had changed into a pair of tight Bugle Boy denim shorts and a white
muscle shirt that fit like a glove. Looking at him I could tell he wasn't
wearing any briefs and I wonde red if John would realize it. The little
devil was looking at me as his eyes smiling, golden flecks flashing and he
inhaled deeply expanding his chest. I glanced at John; thankful he was
taking a pull on his beer and didn't see Mark' s little show. But he was
turning me on and I could see he knew it.

"Where are we going?"

"Your uncle wants to turn in his rental and then stop by Schott's on the
way back. We should be back before your mother gets home but I'll leave her
a note on the fridge just in case. I'll be right back."

John went into the kitchen and Mark looked at me.

"You're gonna buy a new SUV aren't you? Why don't you use the Mustang?"

"Because the Mustang is a sports car and not very good for business being
only a 2-seater. A SUR or larger sedan are better for a work vehicle."

"There is more room in them too Uncle Lee" and he giggled smiling at me. I
know what he was referring to.

Punching his shoulder lightly, I whispered " your feeling pretty smart
aren't you?"

"I've had a pretty good teacher. Dad's coming back, ready to go?"

"Yeah but how about you ride with your Dad? I'll meet you guys at the
Dollar Car Rental of the I275 by-pass."

Mark started to protest but John interrupted him. "Come on son, you
drive. A little more experience in traffic will be good for you."

Mark followed me at a pretty good clip and at a good distance. We made the
drive in just over 30 minutes and they waited outside while I turned in the
car and then we headed for Schott's just off the Cross-County By-Pass.

John was driving a Ford F350 and of course a salesman just had to try and
switch him over into a Chevrolet but John wouldn't budge. Mark and I looked
at several K5 4WD and of course he wanted everyone we looked at.

"Mark, your uncle is buying it not you. Give him a break."

"John, do you remember when you and I went with Dad when he bought that
used gray 1950 4-dr Oldsmobile Sedan with the sun visor over the
windshield?"

"Yeah, I sure do. I'm surprised you do. Doug was off with Mom and Dad just
hopped up and said "hey boys, lets go buy a car" , surprised the hell out
of both of us and you got all excited. Do you remember the Nash Ambassador,
the black one? We both tried to get him to buy that but he stuck with the
Olds. God but that was a huge car and M om gave him holy hell when we got
home with it. Your grandfather paid $500 for that car and we all had to
wash and keep it clean. Funny you should bring that up now Lee."

"Not really Johnny, remember who was blowing the horn and jumping up and
down on the seat?"

"Yeah, I sure do. We had a lot of fun that day with Dad didn't we? Mom gave
him hell but we kept the car."

Mark was sitting in a gray K5 looking at both John and I in bewilderment at
first and then he just smiled tapping the horn. I grinned at him and John.

"Which one do you want Sport? Pick it out."

"Your kidding Uncle Lee, me pick it out?"

"Sure, pick the one you like for both of us Sport."

"Lee, Lee you're going to spoil him rotten you keep that up."

"Just like you did me bro, just like you did me. Remember?"

We walked a little ways; our arms around each other's shoulders and Mark
made a beeline for a black K5. A young salesman walked up from the other
side of the truck and introduced himself.

"Hi folks, Spencer Martin. Have you found something you like? This one is a
real beauty isn't it? Like to take it out for a test drive?"

"Can we Uncle Lee, lets take her out for a spin."  "I'm sorry Mr.. . . "

"Michaels, Lee Michaels. This is my brother John and his son Mark."

"Nice meeting you sir. Does your nephew have a drivers permit?"

"He does. His Dad and I taught him."

"In that case I'll get the keys and a temporary plate."

All salesmen had their own temporary plates assigned as long as they worked
for an agency. Martin was back with his in no time.

"I'll have to ride with you Mr. Michaels, company policy."

He hooked the plate on the bumper while John and I got in the back
seat. More then enough room and the burgundy leather interior matched the
black perfectly. The dash
 looked like the cockpit of a jet liner but Mark with the usual adept way
of a teenager seemed to know what it was all about. Martin the salesman got
in the passenger front and started explaining the different features of the
vehicle and what it would do o n the road and in city driving. It rode
beautifully and with the windows up was absolutely silent. Mark kept
looking at me in the rear view mirror as he drove very carefully and took
the Blazer onto the Cross Country Highway north towards Sharonville. It was
a pretty impressive piece of machinery.

"What do you think John, like her?"

"You know me Lee, I'm a Ford man myself but for what you want I don't think
you can do much better unless it was an Explorer. You had one of those when
you drove back didn't you?"

"Yeah, we did but I like this truck Uncle Lee. See how the center console
slides back and a table folds up for the front and the back passengers can
use it. That is really neat, the Explorer didn't have that remember?"
"Yeah Mark, I remember. What's the sticker on it Mr. Martin?"

"Sticker is #33,500 but there is a manufacturers rebate right now and it
will knock $2,500 off the price or you have the option of 4% financing for
36 months if that would be better."

"What is your cash price including the rebate?"

"Cash Mr. Michaels, no financing?"

"Cash Mr. Martin, tonight and I drive it off the lot with all taxes,
licensing and insurance paid up front."

"I would have to talk with the Sales Manager about that sir. Do you have a
trade in that we would consider?"

"No, just cash unless my brother wants me to use his pickup?"

"Not a chance, I'll keep my truck thank you very much. Mark head back for
the dealership please. I should be getting on home in case your mother gets
there before we do. You and your uncle can follow as soon as he is
finished."

"Yes sir."

Mark grinned at me in the mirror and Martin was sitting in an almost
stunned silence. I leaned forward tapping him on the shoulder, he jumped
just a little.

"Spencer, tell your boss that my offer is $28,500 with the rebate. Okay?"

"I'll see what I can do sir." He got out as soon as we stopped almost
running up the steps into the showroom. We sat in the truck looking her
over waiting.
   
"What do you think Mark, is this the one?"

"It's pretty cool Uncle Lee. It's got an auto CD player and just about
everything you might want including an Interior and Exterior digital
temperature display. Really neat."
 
"He was the same way when Sharon or I bought a new truck or car. Most kids
his age are that way. He's going to bug you silly Lee and you know it."

"I guess so but what the hell, if you won't spoil him who will if I don't?
Okay if he drives it home?"

"Don't see how I can stop it, see you there. Mark you be careful."

"Yes sir you going on home?"

John shook his head walking back to where he had parked his truck and
driving off. Mark and I sat in the truck going over all of the different
controls checking them against the Driver's Manuel waiting for the salesman
to return with the papers on the truck or a counter offer. We didn't wait
long; an older man came out of the showroom with our salesman.

"Mr. Michaels." Martin said. "I'd like to introduce Mr. Jesse Coleman our
General Sales Manager. Mr. Coleman, Lee Michaels and his nephew."

We shook hands and he looked over at Mark sitting behind the wheel. "You
look pretty good sitting there young man, like her?"

"Yes sir."

"Good then, I'm halfway home. Spencer tells me you are offering $28,500
with the rebate Mr. Michaels, is that final?"

"We can talk if you have some other idea. Mr. Coleman. I like the vehicle
but we can talk. What do you have in mind."

"I'd like the original price but how about $30,000 with the rebate? We will
pay the state and local taxes; you pay for licensing and insurance. That' s
giving you an extra $1,000 over and above the rebated price of $31,000 that
should help out. Spencer mentioned that you would be paying cash. Would
your check be on a local bank or out of town?"

"On Cincinnati Bank and Trust. Sign and seal the deal and we drive it off
the lot tonight?"

"Absolutely if you will give me a few minutes to have it polished a little
while we take care of the necessary paper work. A temporary title will be
written along with the warranty papers. Your o riginal title will be mailed
as soon as everything clears."

"No problem. Make the sales contract and title in my name, Lee Michaels and
Mark Michaels, 2323 Dorian Drive, Cincinnati, Ohio 43515. We will be across
the street in the White Towers while you g et everything in order. Do you
have a counter check I can use?"

"Of course we do, with proper identification you understand?"

Mark and I went with him to his office and he produced a counter check that
I filled out on my bank and he checked my identification. Satisfied
everything was in order he gave instructions to Spencer and a secretary
before turning to us.

"It shouldn't take more then 30 minutes Mr. Michaels. If you and your
nephew are going to be across the street Spencer will let you know when
everything is done."

Mark and I walked across the street to the White Tower Restaurant. I had a
cup of poor coffee while he had a soft drink and two hamburgers even though
I warned him about spoiling his dinner. It's easy to forget that a teenager
can ea t at almost anytime of the day. He was all excited about getting the
new truck and me putting his name on the title.

In just over 30 minutes Spencer came in telling us it was all set when we
ready. I couldn't help but notice that his eyes kept wander towards
Mark. He was a pretty nice looking young man maybe just under 6'
 about 165 lbs and 24 or 25 years old. Dark brown hair and eyes, well
groomed and seemed to have a pretty nice physique even thought he was
wearing slacks, shirt and tie with a light jacket.

When we were getting in the truck, he shook my hand thanking me and then
Mark, his eyes running up and down Marks body as he looked at him.

"When you bring it back for service just look me up and I'll see that you
are taken care of. My number is on my card if you have any trouble. Call me
anytime. Thanks again, its been great."

He stepped back from the driver's side window his hand running over Marks
strong muscled forearm. Mark glanced at me grinning as we pulled away.

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