Date: Sun, 14 Aug 2022 07:53:32 -0500 From: Jake Stone Subject: Wrong Side of the Track, Part 16 Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html "Irish Brothers in America" is still in the works. Hit a writer's block with it. I'm still trying to work it out though. I lose interest when you lose interest. Let me know how I'm doing! Love it when you guys tell me your cocks are dripping while you're reading the stories. Smelling your own funk from your pits or finger banging your holes. Keeps me writing! studbluecollar@gmail.com. Thanks for the continued support. All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more. The Palm Springs motel and home are made up. They don't exist. And yes. I have a thing for Palm Springs. Used to live there. Live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short. Where we left them:: "There's nothing broken about that fine ass, soldier. I expect to have it at will. Maybe as you fuck my son." Casey said. "Oh fuck! Fuck yes, sir. You see my ass going up and down into your son please just take it. It's yours anytime." Vic said before he went back to work on Casey's cock along with Bash. Meanwhile, Bash was still working Vic's cock with his ass muscles. Not going up and down as much. So Casey said softly, "Let's get him on the fuck bench soldier. Take turns on his ass. The fucking little slut needs more cock." Bash moaned into Casey's cock. "You like that boy? Your daddy and your boyfriend taking your ass. Owning it for their pleasure? That what you want?" Casey asked. Bash looked up from Casey's cock and said, "Yes daddy." Casey unexpectedly lifted Bash off of Vic and then threw him over his shoulder. "Come on Vic. Let's show the little slut a good pounding." As he went towards the playroom. "Wrong Side of the Tracks", Part 16 The months went by and Vic realized that he and Bash were good together but probably not forever. The dude liked to play the field as did Vic. But he was fine with it. The boy was 17 and fucking hot. He was doing some playing himself. When he wasn't getting down and dirty with Pat at the garage he was in the middle of a pile with the other 'adults'. The high school boys sort of stayed together like a clique. Not that there wasn't mixing of groups now and then. He and Bash may be cooling off but there was nothing about him wanting to stay with the family that was. He had a great job and he and Pat got along great. The guys at the house were all awesome. From young Bash all the way up to Pat. On weekends he helped Shay bartend and entertain the guests along with Casey. Usually he or Casey was there. The three of them all had a magnetic sexuallity about them. The guests couldn't get enough of just watching them. Pat wasn't as into the weekend days at the motel like they were. And, if Philip wasn't with him he was off with the other boys. No one enjoyed the motel like Shay, Casey and Vic. The house was crowded but Vic liked that also. Besides, Rory was over at Sean's more often than not lately. Pat and Philip still had the primary bedroom, Casey and Shay had one guest room and Vic and Bash had the other one. As far as Vic and Pat went they did most of their play at the garage. Philip had fucked Vic a few times. But Vic had not been alone with Casey or Shay yet. It just hadn't happened. He had fucked the others with them but hasn't been on a one on one with either one of them. He wasn't sure what was going to happen when Philip and Rory graduated at the end of this school year. They had both talked about going to college on the coast. They had support from everyone. Sean already said he would go to school where they went. He and Keon had cooled off too as Keon had found a new lover. An older one with money. Pat and Shay had joked about inviting Billy and Pike to move in when the boys go off to college. But they knew better. Billy and Pike liked their space. But they also liked being included at their house and the motel whenever the occasion arose. One day in April, Vic found himself alone at the house. Pat, along with Billy, had taken Philip, Rory and Sean to see a couple of colleges on the coast a couple of days before. Bash even went along for the ride. They still hadn't narrowed it down yet. But they wanted to go to the same college. The day before Vic had heard from his younger half-brother. Vic always knew about him. They've kept in touch here and there. Only met him a few times after his own mother went back home. He was about twelve years younger than Vic, putting him about 14 now. Vic's father had had an affair with Rico's mother. Probably another reason why his own mother left. He wondered if she knew how his dad used to touch him also. But wondering was just that. He would never know. His dad was dead and he knew nothing about her. So wondering was useless. Rico's mother was sick. Probably dying. Rico had nowhere to go. Vic was going to have to figure it out. He only met the kid a few times but it was his brother. Last time he saw him he was about 7. But Rico sent him a recent picture through text. He made Vic proud. Compact tight, but short, body for a fourteen year old. Vic would have to deal with the sexuality and nudity thing with him. Hoping the kid would be cool with it. He already hinted about it through text. He wasn't going back to women. They were too much trouble. He liked males. He was comfortable with it for the first time. He liked his life now. He was going to talk to Pat about Rico when he got back. But for now he just put it out of his mind. Vic had left the house that morning, at around 10 am, through the office of the motel. His new truck was parked under the carports for the motel. He had just wrapped an old, threadbare, motel white towel around his waist. His wallet and keys in his hand. Shay was in the office and just grinned at him as he left. Telling Vic to have a good day at the garage. Taking in the young guys' perfect 5'10" frame. Vic had a way of looking sexual without even trying. He turned all of them on. His exhibition gene was stronger than the rest of them. Even Pat's. Shay felt a growl come unexpectedly from deep in his chest. He hadn't been totally alone with Vic yet. That would have to change. Vic had pulled into one of the bays as they only had one customer's car in the garage. He was planning on working on it this afternoon. For right now he just hung out in the office naked and sweaty. His old basketball shorts and wife beater were in the truck if he needed it. No shoes though. He kept his coveralls, socks, and boots at the garage. He drove over naked, the towel opened up on the seat. Just wish he had someone to show off for. He had worked out that morning and had a pretty good swole going on. And he was rank. It was making him fucking horny. About one o'clock he went to work on the car. It was just an oil change, lube, and battery test. He stayed naked. The garage was hotter than fuck and he was already sweating up a storm. He had the bay doors closed but left the door to the alley open to try to get some air in. It wasn't working real well. But the big fans in the garage were keeping him from dying. He wouldn't be there long enough to cool the place down with air conditioning. They rarely used it as he and Pat liked to work, and fuck, in the raw. As he worked he thought about how much he topped in the family. Only on rare occasions was he able to get Philip's cock. Shay hadn't fucked him yet. Too many demanding bottoms to take care of with the young ones and Pat. Now he was sweaty, dirty with oil and horny. He took a break and opened a beer. Then he went to the office and got some lube and squirted some right into his sweaty cunt. He could sit on the handle of a mallet right now because he was so horny. So he finger banged himself a bit with four fingers. It wasn't enough but it would have to do. Maybe he could pay Shay a visit tonight at the motel. Get fucked in front of whoever is there. He loves putting on a show. He pulled Pat's dildo out of the office desk drawer. He looked at the clock and it was 2:30. He would have to rub one out before he left. He was so horny. Then he would go home and try to seduce Shay. It's early in the week. Shay wouldn't have to stick around the motel for long. Casey's POV:: It had gotten up to 118 degrees that afternoon and his boss decided to get everyone down off of the windmills and send them home early. It was two so it was only about an hour and a half early. But Casey was fine with it. He had swampass going on in his jeans right now and couldn't wait to get them off. He had on a crappy old tee shirt under his yellow vest. Usually he wore a sweatshirt when he was going to be up on the mills due to the winds but today he didn't need it. Even all the way up there it was hotter than hell. When he got to his truck he took off his boots and socks and then his belt. He always wore a belt when working because the waist of his jeans were larger than he needed. He wouldn't be able to get the jeans over his thighs and ass if they weren't. Once he got into his hot truck he rolled down the windows and took off his shirt. He didn't bother with the A/C yet. He was used to the heat and would wait. Besides, he was horny and didn't want to dampen the mood. Unfortunately there was no one home to fuck. Shay had to work until at least five he said. And Vic was at the garage. Before he started to leave he got his cell phone out of the glove compartment. He didn't take it up on the mills with him because it would be too much of a distraction. If there was an emergency someone could call the office and the office would radio him. His cell had a couple of texts. One from Bash saying how much he liked the coast and that he missed his dad. Another from Shay detailing what Vic was wearing, or was not wearing, when he left for the garage. Casey felt a stirring in his jeans on that one. Then he remembered that Vic would be alone at the garage this afternoon. They only did customers by appointment and knowing Vic he didn't take any appointments. He preferred to let Pat handle that part. And knowing Vic, after just wearing a towel to work that morning, he would be naked at the garage all day. Ripe for the picking. Fuck it, Casey thought, and he took off his jeans leaving him in his rank jock strap. His windows down and back window were tinted and he was up high anyway. He just looked like any other blue collar worker in the valley with his shirt off after work. He would just pull into the alley next to the garage and go in the side door. The likelihood of getting caught was low. Although it would be hot. Fuck it. He took the jock off too. The twenty minute hot drive to the garage would make him hornier. His balls were sweating and he could smell his own sweaty ass. When he got to the alley by the garage he saw the side door was propped open. Thankfully the concrete on the alley was in the shade at this time of the day so he wouldn't roast his feet. He rolled up the windows until there was just a crack left in them and locked the truck. Just taking his keys with him. He looked back. No one was on the streets walking in the afternoon as hot as it was. And the road had very little traffic. The only time he would be seen would be getting out of his truck. Once he closed the door and was in front of it no one could tell he was naked. He caught his own scent from his pits before he left the truck. He was ripe. Not only from work but the ride over in the hot truck made him really fragrant. He grinned to himself. He walked into the steaming hot garage and looked around. He saw Vic squatting on the floor in front of the car he seemed to be working on. He was totally naked working a dildo in and out of his ass with his back to the door. His hand had a bottle of poppers to his nose. Since Casey's feet were bare he didn't make a sound as he entered the side door. "If a bitch needed to get fucked he could have text me." Casey said in a deep sexy voice. "Oh fuck," Vic said as he tried to turn around. He fell backwards and impaled the dildo farther into his hole. Then landed on his back in front of the car. On the dirty concrete floor of the garage. Luckily he had his thumb over the poppers and didn't let go. "You alright?" Casey asked, concerned for a moment. "Yes fucker. Scared the fuck out of me." Vic said with a growl. "Looks like the fuck is still in you." Casey said, indicating that the dildo was firmly up his ass still. Vic's hardon was sticking straight up still as well. "So you being a dirty whore with the door open hoping you'd be caught by a rando?" After he recovered from the fall Vic looked up at Casey and gave a slight grin, "And? So what if I was?" "Well, then, I suppose, you would be about the same as everyone else in this fucked up family of ours. So you want some real cock?" Casey asked as he nodded down to his half hard member. "Fuck! Please!" Vic said, "I need to be fucked. No one fucks me in this family. Everyone else wants my cock." "It's a nice cock. I want it too. But, right now, I'd rather fuck you. I want to leave a load in your ass and then take you home to Shay and have him add to it. Then I'll fuck you again. We could swap you around all night. Is that what you want?" Casey asked. Vic had a flash back to prison. When he first got in. He started to tell Casey. The showers. His initiation. He was fucked by at least seven guys that day. Maybe more. He didn't know. They thought they turned a virgin. He fought a bit to put on a show but he was no virgin. Not after his father had fucked him for years and even passed him around to his work friends. And then the randos he had in the military. He topped more in the military but not always. And not always just one guy. That day in the prison though, when they were done with him and left, the guard came to get him. He could barely walk. The guard said, "I never saw anything. You try to report it and it will be worse for you. They'll kill you. And if I report it they'll find a way to kill me. Come to the office, I'll get you cleaned up." The guard took him to the office with a towel and closed and locked the door. They were alone in the shower area now anyway. The guard bent him over the desk and pretended to be concerned about his hole. But then Vic felt the guard's cock in his hole. The guard fucked his juicy cunt and then added his own load. Then the perverted asshole took his nightstick and pushed it into Vic's. "I wish I had the forethought to have a butt plug here so I could keep all our loads in you all night." The guard said. "I can keep them in me all night. My dad trained me too." Vic said smugly. "So we have a perverted little whore here. Nice. I'll make sure you're treated well if we come to an arrangement." The guard said. The guard fucked him with the stick a few times and then squatted down and tasted Vic's snatch. After that he made Vic clean his cock then took him to get dressed and back to his cell. That's how Vic got through his three years with good behavior. He fucked other inmates but he was a whore for any of the guards that wanted him. And many of them did. Vic not only had that hot bad boy look about him but his muscular body was hot. He had a hairless butt trench with unblemished light brown skin. A hole that was a magnet for cock. Vic looked up at Casey's shocked face and said, "Take me home and use me, please." "Holy fuck stud. You are as fucked up as the rest of us. Our experiences make us what we are though. And you're a hot fucker. Lock up and get in my truck just as you are. Keep the dildo in you and the poppers. I want to watch you fuck yourself while I drive." Casey said. "Yes sir!" Vic started to lock up real quick. It amused Casey how he did it while holding the dildo in. He was walking like he had to take a dump real bad. The last door to lock was the side door. Casey looked out and then said it was clear. Then he said, "Get in the passenger side and lie down with your ass facing me. Stay out of sight. I'll tell you when it's safe." "Yes sir!" Vic said as he waddled towards the car. Once he was inside Casey got in and started it up. He then rolled down the windows. "We're going to keep you hot and ready." Casey smirked. As they started towards their motel Casey took a small detour. He went through Warm Sands wondering if anyone was cruising in this heat. There was always a gay or two wanting some action around there. It was after three on a Tuesday though. Probably only locals. He got to the turn right in front of a well known gay resort and there was a hot muscular hispanic dude, tatts on his arms, early twenties, power washing the walk. They guy just had on some really short and tight gym shorts. Multi colored. He was obviously a worker at the motel. But everything looked dead at all the motels since it was the beginning of the week. Casey pulled over to the wrong side of the road so that he could talk to the guy. When he stopped the truck the guy noticed him and turned off the power washer. He smiled and walked up to the truck. This was the reason he did this in the afternoon with little on. He always hoped for some strange. It didn't happen as often as he liked but it did work every now and then. He'd fuck or get fucked by anyone. Being a trophy boy for a 56 year old man with ED issues made him horny 24/7. But his lover liked to watch. "Hi, can I help you?" the guy said, still smiling. "Maybe, I'm Casey." Casey said introducing himself. The guy walked up to the truck smiling and said, "I'm Raul. Windows down on a hot day like this? You must be roasting." Then as he got to the side of the truck he saw Vic laying on his stomach with his ass pointing at him. "Whoa fuck!" Then he noticed Casey was naked as well. "You boys are already having fun I see." Then Raul grabbed his crotch and tugged at it while he was checking out his new friends. "Yeah, my friend here, Vic, is hoping to get fucked by my partner and I when we get home. But he said he wanted more than just that. Two guys probably weren't going to take care of his itch today. Wanna help him out?" Casey said with a cocky grin. Raul took another look at the hunk of beef laying on the seat. "Fuck yeah bro. Hey Vic, nice to meet you too." Vic was sort of shocked at what Casey was doing but then went with it, "Nice to meet you too." Vic said as he was starting to sit up. But Casey stopped him, preferring that he stay in slut position. "We've only got two guests right now and my partner is in there too. We could help you out and try to take care of the whore. Wanna come in?" Raul asked. "If you don't mind." Casey said grinning. "Park the truck by the door man. We'll get you inside. No one around anyway. If you're quick you can just stay as you are." Raul said. "That's good because my friend left all his clothes at home. All he's wearing is the dildo." Casey chuckled a bit and slapped Vic's ass as he said it. Then Casey turned to him and said, "Slide the dildo out brother, you're going to get some real cock now." Then he moved the truck to the space that was almost right next to the door. The one right next to the door was handicapped. The driver side door was near the door to the motel. Casey and Vic got out after he closed the windows. Then they locked the truck and started towards the door. They weren't in any hurry. Casey was enjoying this. Vic was so horny he would have walked around the block naked if Casey told him to. And he would have enjoyed it. Raul didn't mind at all as he was enjoying the view. These two guys were the hottest he's ever picked up outside of the motel. They would keep his lover busy while he made his escape with Louis. Raul was leaving that very day. With one of the guests, Louis. The guy was fun with a side of danger. He was tired of playing trophy wife/ housewife. They were taking his car and probably going to San Diego or more south into Baja. All up in the air. Raul didn't care. He needed to go. Raul led them inside and as soon as he got through the lobby door he removed his own shorts. Then he locked the door and left a note with the number on it just in case any unexpected customer showed up. Casey looked at Raul's ass hoping to get a crack at it as well. There was a small gym off to the right of the lobby. In the gym a handsome muscled black man was using the equipment. His medium brown skin had a slight sheen of sweat on it. All he had on was a jock strap. He looked to be about 6 foot tall. The pouch of his jock was straining. He noticed them with a curious glance and nodded at them as he continued to finish his workout. "That is Louis. He's one of the two guests that are here. The other one is his friend Gary." Then to Louis, "Louis, these are my new friends, Casey and Vic, just met them outside." Raul said while giving Louis the once over. He fell for Louis this past weekend. Raul couldn't wait to go to LA and pick up Louis's shit and keep going. Louis was looking to lose Gary. They came in Gary's car anyway as Louis didn't have one. Raul knew what Louis was. It was what he was. A user. As a team they could probably pull cons better. When Raul said that he just met them outside that peeked Louis' interest even more. They were naked afterall. He got up off the machine and came into the lobby. "This is how you found them?" Raul chuckled and said, "Well, in a truck, but same manner of dress." "Well your Pete and Gary are out by the pool. They would probably like to meet your new friends as well." Louis said while leering at Vic. Vic felt his cunt pulse. Casey was already playing around with Raul's ass but he was here for Vic. To get him fucked. "You going to fuck him too? Or you just like to get fucked?" Casey asked Raul. "I like both. I'll breed your friend for you. Don't worry. But I don't think Pete or Gary will want to miss this. Not much of tops but they like to watch. I'll go get them. Louis, why don't you show our new friends to the playroom." Raul said as he made his way to the pool patio. "I'll be glad to." Then Louis put his large hand on the small of Vic's back and led him down the hall. His hand slid further down as they walked. By the time they got to the playroom his middle finger was embedded into Vic's lubed hole. "The bitch is already lubed," Then turning back to Casey he asked, "You already fuck him?" "Not yet, found the slut squatting on the concrete floor riding a dildo at work." Casey answered truthfully. "At work? What kinda job you got?" Louis turned to Vic. "Mechanic", was all Vic said as he was trembling in the hands of this hot man. Then he squeaked out, "Small garage." "I would love to be your boss. Keep you naked and full all day long. Your boss fuck you?" Louis asked as he peeled off his jock. When Vic saw the size of the man's cock he whimpered a bit but was able to get out, "I fuck him at work." "So you're doing all the work and no one is paying attention to your cunt? That how it is? Louis knows what you need, baby." Louis said as he dug further into Vic's hole with his fingers. Just then Raul showed up with two more fit guys. "Casey, Vic, this is Gary and Pete." Gary had dirty blond hair and was a farm fed type. Beautiful round muscles with skin that barely tans. He was about 5' 8". He had blue eyes and big lips. His beard was a bit darker than the hair on his head and buzzed close but not shaven. His face was somewhere between Chris Hemsworth and Chris Pratt. But young and fresh. Masculine but boyish at the same time. Definitely a stud though. Casey was smitten. He had a well worn towel wrapped around his waist that showed off his ass well. The boy's ass was big and round. Perfectly round. He guessed that he was either a high school baseball player or wrestler. He found out later he was wrong. A gymnast since he was nine and hockey in high school. He grew up in Madison Wisconsin. Gary was 24. Pete was another hispanic male. Older, around late forties early fifties, and not as good looking as the rest but he had a nice body and Casey felt like Raul might be a kept boy. Just then Raul volunteered, "This is Pete's place. I work here for him. Louis and Gary are our only guests today. Monday and Tuesdays are slow but it starts picking up on Wednesday." Casey looked at Raul for a minute wondering why he had to let out all that information when they were obviously ready for Vic to get fucked. Casey also had a feeling that his lover Pete would be watching more. No sexual energy coming off the man even though he was standing there as naked as the rest of them. Raul already said that Pete and Gary were not really tops. Casey thought that he would be happy to be Gary's top anytime. Raul went next to Louis and watched as he manhandled their new friend's hole. Vic was on a fuck bench not even looking behind him. Just wanting to be fucked. Casey realized, after observing Raul for a moment, that he had a thing for Louis. Casey couldn't blame him. The man belonged on the cover of Sports Illustrated or GQ or something. He was stunningly handsome and well built. Casey's attention, however, soon changed to Gary. Gary hadn't said much since he's been in the room. He stood there shyly watching. Casey went to stand by him and asked, "Have you and Louis been together very long?" Gary seemed to be caught off guard for a minute and then said, "Only known him a few weeks. We were sort of neighbors in West Hollywood." Then Gary caught Casey's scent. His masculine scent and his good looks were captivating Gary. The guy was definitely in the military at one point. He could live in Casey's pits. "So you're not his boyfriend?" Casey asked. "Not in the romantic sense, barely in the physical. So no." Gary admitted. "I know it's not supposed to work this way but I have an itch, deep, and Louis seems to be able to take care of it." Taking a chance with the guy. He could either play wing man or slut. He went for slut. The situation demanded it. If he scared the guy off then so be it. Casey's cock started to rise. "Where is the itch, baby?" Gary knew that he had him now. Gary was trained early to please men and used his talents to survive in LA when he first got there. So, that is when he did something that blew Casey away. He let his towel drop first. Then he bent over backwards until his hands were on the floor and then he kicked up until he was standing on his hands. Then as his feet made contact with the wall he spread his legs as far as they could go. Looking like a human goal post. His muscular arms holding him up and balancing him perfectly. "In there." Knowing that his impressive stance would get him some attention. Gary knew he wasn't real smart but his looks, his body and his flexibility had opened a few doors for him. Casey was so distracted by what just happened he didn't even notice that under Gary's bicep the initials USMC was tattooed. But he would have had to look down to Gary's arms instead of in between his muscular cheeks. Casey's cock, of course, went fully hard. The boy's ass was out there ripe for the taking. Then he heard behind him, "He's mind blowing isn't he. And can take a fuck." Louis said as he was fucking Vic. As Casey stared at the hairless pink hole, surrounded by the whitest skin, he knew there was one thing he wanted to do more than anything. Devour that hole. His perv gene took over. He put a hand on each hip underneath the boy's thighs holding him steady and then dove into his snatch. Sticking his tongue in as far as it would go. Gnawing, sucking and biting the perfect pink hole. Gary started to strain. He had been holding himself up a good five minutes. Casey felt the strain underneath him and backed off. Gary came down and was back up on his feet again in no time. It was such a smooth transition that Casey was impressed. Casey then also noticed Louis pumping a load into Vic. He didn't even know how long they fucking since he was so busy eating some perfect ass. Raul then took over fucking Vic. He kept Vic bent over the fuck bench. Casey asked Gary to show him the pool. He wanted the boy outside for some reason. Wanted to fuck him in the heat of the desert. And fuck they did. Gary took Casey's large cock easily and was thankful that Casey lasted as long as he did. He took care of his itch better than Louis ever had. As Casey bred Gary he kissed him deeply. For a moment they were connected. They both felt it. Casey knew he had to know more about this man underneath him. The attraction was too strong. "I want to do this again." Casey said. Gary had cum in between them as Casey fucked him. Now their stomachs were glued together by his discharge. Casey was still inside of him, "I wish I could keep that cock inside of me. It feels so good." But he already felt Casey softening. It would soon fall out but he had his load in him. He would try to keep it inside of him for the rest of the day. Casey noticed Gary's cock. It was average. But it was a beautiful cock just the same and it was a mouth full so he would be happy to give the boy pleasure anytime he wanted it. He wanted nothing more than to devour any part of this manchild with his mouth. After they fucked they stayed on a double lounge chair just talking. Casey had fallen to his side but was still up against Gary. Casey was definitely bigger than Gary but Gary fit into him so well they complemented each other. They were in the shade but it was still hot. A sheen of sweat on both of them, but neither seemed to mind. Gary had a scent of his own and Casey liked it. He licked and nibbled the boy while they talked. Casey soon realized that Gary was a bit of a himbo. Cute and sexy as fuck but not much brain power. Sweet as can be though. A boy he would be happy to take care of. Gary let on that Louis wasn't a real good guy during their talk. Casey was surprised because, even though he knew nothing about him, he found Louis to be a nice guy in the short amount of time they knew him. Which wasn't very long at all. But Gary said that Louis was basically staying at his apartment for free and that Gary couldn't even pay the rent by himself. Barely made it every month. It was so high. Just a studio that he had shared with another guy when he moved in. But since the other guy moved out he can't afford it. He thought Louis was going to pay his way but he didn't. The apartment was in the other guy's name and he already let him know he was leaving. The landlord knew. Louis didn't. Gary said he was from Wisconsin. Trying to figure out who he was. Worked a bunch of jobs in LA with nothing to show for it. He was planning on going back to Wisconsin soon. He kept most of his stuff in his car as he didn't trust Louis. Louis just brought a backpack with him so he never had to look in the trunk. Where 90% of Gary's personal belongings were. Casey started to ask Gary more questions. He had the need to know this boy. As he learned that Gary was not very innocent it didn't matter. He seemed pure anyway. Gary was someone you wanted, or needed, to take care of. Make sure he was alright. Even though it was obvious that Gary could take care of himself, physically anyway, but, he was a bit child-like. And the more Gary talked Casey could tell he was genuine. Gary found himself opening up to Casey, telling him more than he ever told anyone he's met since he left home. Not even in the Marines did he confide in anyone like he was with Casey. Gary told him that his mother died when he was 12. His father was never in the picture. His step-father, who she married when Gary was a baby, abused them both. Verbally to the mother and physically towards him. Sexually. His mother knew. She was unwilling or powerless to intercede. Gary remembers being fondled by the step-father early. Real early. It was a constant in his life. Once his mom died his step-father and his brother, Gary's step-uncle, carried on the abuse. Keeping him naked. Even in the winter. Making him work out all the time to keep in shape. Keeping him on a strict diet. Gary couldn't take it anymore. They always wanted to fuck him. Not that he minded that part, he loved to get fucked now, he just didn't like them. He left after he graduated and joined the Marines. Once his six was up he bought an old car and decided to give LA a try. Once he got to LA it was really hard. He had money from the service but it was going fast. He sold himself for a while and worked in a club dancing. The owner fucked him himself a few times. But kept him working. "You're a Marine?" Casey asked. Now bonding to the boy faster. "Yeah, was anyway." Gary said. He lifted his arm so that Casey would see the tattoo. Casey still hadn't noticed it and was shocked that he didn't. Casey would straighten him out on the "was" a Marine later. He wanted to hear the rest of the story. He needed to. Feeling more comfortable with Casey Gary started to give him the details of his time in LA. At the bar he danced at. Gary said he let guys touch him more than he was supposed to. He loved their fingers going at his hole. He got fucked a few times right at the bar. Patrons watching. He loved the public attention. He found himself naked in a crowd of men more times than not. Everyone wanted to see him naked and touch him. They even tipped him for the fucks. Not that he wore much when he was dancing or serving at the bar. Usually a pair of really short gym shorts, a sarong, a kilt or a jock. He liked wearing the jock. Loved the customers seeing cum dripping from his ass. Casey's cock stayed hard the whole time. Gary noticed, "Guess I'm not disgusting you." "Fuck no brother. Fuck no. Fucking hot boy. As long as you like it there is nothing wrong with it. Just don't get yourself hurt." Casey said. "I came close a couple of times. One guy wanted to cut me. Said my skin was too perfect. I needed a scar. I was lucky in the shit hole they sent me to in the service and never got shot or cut. I wasn't going to let that asshole do it. I can take care of myself. I sent him flying across the room. I'm more careful now. Public sex turns me on though. I was kept naked at home all the time. Once I left the service, I felt so free I went overboard." Gary admitted. "Maybe you should move to the desert. It's a bit cheaper out here and has a welcoming community." Casey said. "Especially for you." He was actually wondering if Shay would like his new friend. Maybe get him a job at Nero's. Cole was leaving soon. "Why for me?" Gary asked. "Brother, you haven't figured it out yet? Semper Fi bro. You're among family. Me, Vic, and at home Pat and Shay." "You're all fucking gay Marines?" Gary asked, astonished. "Well, all fucking Marines that happen to be gay and pigs." Casey smirked. "And Shay loves to wear sarongs too." Meanwhile, while Pete was eating Vic's used hole, Louis and Raul disappeared. Pete didn't even notice at first as this was the most action he had gotten in a while. Raul fucked him once in a while but Raul needed to be fucked and was getting tired of Pete. Even though Pete paid his way. Pete didn't mind being used as long as he got fucked. That wasn't happening any more. So he was tired of Raul too. While on the lounge chair Casey and Gary heard a car. And then another one. Didn't think anything of it. Casey was in the middle of telling Gary about his life. His marriage, the Marines. His son. His family now. He even told him how he was brainwashed by Q when he was off his meds. At one point Gary smiled and said, "You're as fucked up as I am." "Yeah, but I didn't know it till I was in my thirties. At least you know what you are at a nice young age. Fuck I wish I knew. But then I might not have Bash." Casey answered. "Bash is your son's name?" Gary asked. Intrigued about the relationships in the family Casey told him about. "Yeah, a little stud. Can't wait for you to meet him." Casey said without thinking. "I'm meeting the family now?" Gary asked with an amused face. "Well, I... I guess, I mean, why not?" Casey responded. "You're already family." Casey pointed to Gary's USMC tattoo. Casey, in his mind, already had Gary becoming part of the family. Wasn't sure why. But there was a click. Maybe it was him being a Marine. He was one of them. Definitely fit the 'stray' persona that made up most of them. He was one himself. Another stray that Pat and Shay took in. The best part of the family is that he didn't need the others' approval. Everyone trusted each other. "Want to check out of here and come back to the house with us? You can stay a few days and see if you like Palm Springs." "I already like the desert. And if there are men like you around, why would I ever want to leave? But shouldn't you check with your friends first?" Gary smiled at him. "We trust each other. I have a gut feeling about you and I think the rest of the guys would welcome you with open arms. Are you game?" Casey said. "Well, I'm not going back to LA. That's for sure. Just have to figure out what to do with Louis. But yeah, I'm game. I don't have much to go back to, in either LA or Wisconsin. All I have is time." Gary said. They got up to go find the others. Gary may have to find a way to get Louis back but otherwise he was all for giving the desert a try. They found Vic and Pete sitting in the lobby of the motel talking. They were both still naked. Vic because he didn't have any clothes and Pete because he preferred it. "Where are the others?" Casey asked. Pete looked up at them with a sour look on his face. "They left. Together." Then he went on, "All I did for Raul and he just left. Just like that. They took both cars." "What cars?" Gary asked, starting to panic. "Raul's and Louis'" Pete said, "They didn't even say goodbye." "That's my car!" Gary said as he started walking, still nude, to his room. Casey followed him. The door was ajar and when Gary went inside he saw that the room had been cleared out. Even his backpack was gone. He went to his hiding place and found his wallet and passport. At least Louis hadn't found that. Then he turned to Casey, "This is all I have left. He even took my fucking clothes." "Know your license plate number?" Casey asked as he went to the phone. "Yeah, why?" He asked as he dug into his wallet for his insurance card. It had the car's vin number on it and Gary wrote the license plate number on the back of it knowing he could never remember it. He gave it to Casey. Casey saw Gary's full name, Gary P. O'Brien. Casey turned to Gary, "Irish?" "Yeah, that's my mother's maiden name. She was alone so she gave it to me when I was born. She told me that my father was Irish too. Why?" Gary asked. Casey laughed. "Our friends are either Irish or Hispanic. And mostly Marines. You'll fit in nicely." Casey got on the bed and put his back against the headboard to make the call. Gary got on the bed on his stomach while up on his elbows watching Casey with anticipation. Right next to him. Casey gave him a reassuring smile. Casey called Jason's partner Patrick Murphy's office. Patrick asked a couple of questions. One being why he was helping Gary. All Casey had to say was that Gary was a Marine and Patrick knew better than to ask anything more. His friends all took their Marine backgrounds very seriously and it gave them a connection no one else understood. Patrick's own lover, Jason, was the same way. Patrick was the token FBI agent. Him and Wes, the token Army guy, were in the group but knew that their friends had a bond. Patrick said he would help and alert the local police to be on the lookout for the car. He asked if there was anything in the car that was illegal. Casey asked Gary. "Not that I know of. Louis never showed signs of drugs at least." Gary said. Casey breathed out in relief. Then he turned back to the phone, "I'll take Gary back to the house. Let us know what you find out bro." When he hung up Gary looked at him and asked, "That's it? You're taking me to the house. Just like that? You don't even know me." Things were real now. He didn't have a car to escape in. No clothes. Just his wallet and passport. He was stuck but wasn't sure this guy, as great as he seemed, was really going to open up his home to him. Casey pulled Gary towards him so that Gary's head was on his chest. Gary took the chance and put his leg over Casey's. Casey caressed Gary's back for a moment and then found his way down to Gary's ample ass. "First of all, I'm not ready to give this up." Casey said as he found Gary's hole. He massaged it for a few seconds and then put his index and middle finger into it. Bending them at the knuckles to keep them lodged in there. "Second of all I, nor my family, will ever leave a fellow brother stranded, no matter what the circumstances." Gary whimpered into Casey's chest. The itch that found relief earlier was starting to flare up again. "Third of all, your sick fuck step-father was right about one thing, you look good naked. I could keep you like this all the time." "I'd stay this way for you." Gary admitted. Surprising himself at the admission. He wanted to be kept naked for someone. He was trained to. But he would pay his own way at the same time. Being kept naked and being kept were two different things. He wouldn't let the latter happen. "We all share at the house. We have our partners but no one is left out. But no still means no." Casey gives him the ground rules. "Sounds good to me. But, to be honest, I'm like 90% bottom. I rarely fuck." Gary said while pushing his ass back to Casey's hand. "Well, babe, what you don't get at home you can get at the motel." Casey said. "The motel? You mean here?" Gary was confused. No, I mean Nero's. A gay men's motel. A bit bigger than this one. Not much. It's connected to the house. Shay and Pat own it. Along with Pat's son, Rory. Shay is the manager." Casey said as he dug into Gary's cunt feeling his load inside. Playing with it. "Oh fuck." Gary said. He had no idea what he was walking into. Then Casey started to make another call. "Hey babe, I have someone I'm bringing home." Casey listened for a moment, "A fellow Marine, stranded here in Palm Springs. Not even any clothes." Casey listened and then chuckled a bit, "Yeah, of course. Yeah, I know. We thought Vic would be the last stray we brought home." He listened again, "Yeah, I have a good feeling. Maybe he could replace Cole?" Casey waited for the answer, "Ok babe, you'll meet him soon. I'll park at the carports so we can come in that way. Love you man." And he hung up. "You have a job and a place to live for as long as you want it." Casey said to Gary. "Again, just like that? What if you find out I'm a serial killer or something?" Gary asked. "Patrick would have called back by now. You have no idea how fast someone in the FBI IT department can do a background on someone. I didn't even have to ask. He heard it in my voice that you were someone special. And even though Patrick and Jason don't live with us they are still part of our family. You're in if you want it." Casey said, hoping Gary would be in. He didn't want to give this up. Casey was still probing Gary's ass. His cock was becoming hard again. Gary noticed. He turned so that his ass was at Casey's cock, "Bitch want my cock again?" Casey asked in a cocky way. "Please." Was all Gary said before he pushed back. "It's going to be hard to give this snatch up. I hope you're coming home with me. With us." Casey added, almost forgetting Vic was there. "Anything you want, bro." Gary said as Casey was sliding into him, "I'll do whatever you want." "Sounds like you're hooked on my cock, or is it me?" Casey asked as he bottomed out in the boy's ass. He was hoping it was him. He wanted the boy hooked on him. "Yes, uggh, both sir. You fill me up so good." Gary moaned. Casey lasted even longer this time. Cementing Gary's lust for him. Gary wasn't kidding. He would do anything for Casey. He hadn't been with anyone this masculine or hot since he was with his step-dad and step-uncle. Oh yeah, he didn't like them at all, but he couldn't deny how hot they were. Sick fuckers but hot. Gary wondered if he could share all the sick things they made him do. He wanted to. Never wanted to share it with anyone but he was afraid to scare him off. Once they finished they got up to find Vic. It was time to go. They walked into the lobby and found Vic fucking Pete. He was throwing him a hard fuck. Slamming into the older man and Pete was loving it. Pete felt his cock get hard for the first time in a while without a pill. Vic was making him feel 25 again. Casey wrapped his arms around Gary as they watched. Gary standing in front of him. Feeling Casey getting hard again. The man was going to wear him out. At least he hoped so. He wondered if his friend Shay would actually accept him. He wondered if they would both fuck him. Use him. It's what he fantasized about. Two masculine men using him. He knew it was because of how he was raised. That he actually missed what his step-father and step-uncle did. Would Casey and Shay be that for him? When Vic shot off inside of Pete, Pete also came hard. Then they made out. Full on. Pete hadn't been this satisfied in years. The muscle twinks that used him were usually all about themselves. Vic knew how to please someone. After they calmed down Casey felt it was alright to say something. "Vic. We're ready to go. But I don't want to rush you." Vic looked up from his older lover, "Hey, um, mind if I hang out here? For a bit anyway? Pete and I had a good talk and he's going to help me work something out. I mean, I'll be back later, if it's ok?" Casey thought he was acting weird. Like there was more to it. But he trusted Vic. He must since he let him into his son's life. But he knew that was cooling off. "Sure man. Want me to pick you up later?" Realizing that Vic's truck was still at the garage." "Pete said he would get me to my truck. I'll text you later. Cool?" Vic asked. "Yeah, bro. Of course. Pete, it was good to meet you. Just a heads up though. I called Patrick Murphy about the car. He called the cops. So you might have a visit from the police. Not sure." Casey said. "Who's Patrick Murphy?" Pete asked. "A good friend and FBI agent. Meanwhile, Gary is coming back to the house to meet with Shay. May get him a job. Cole's job." Casey said. "Cool." Vic said. Then he and Pete went back to making out. Casey just chuckled and led Gary to the door. "We leaving like this?" Gary asked, indicating they were both naked. All he had in his hands was his wallet and passport. It was all he owned at the moment. Until they found his car. It was still about 5 pm. Very light out. And hot. "You mind?" Casey asked. He never wanted to see clothes on the boy if he could help it. "Fuck no. As long as you don't. You have no idea how much I don't mind." Gary grinned. They made it to the truck with no trouble. No one was out. It had to be at least 110 degrees still. As soon as they were seated and Casey had the windows down Gary laid on the seat on his stomach and put his head in Casey's lap, "You mind?" One leg was on the seat bent at the knee and the other leg off the seat, foot on the floorboard with that knee bent. "You want to suck my dirty cock while I drive?" Casey asked amused. "Yes sir. Would that be a problem?" Gary asked knowing it wasn't. "Fuck no baby. Gives me access to play with that ass. The ass that is going to be the bane of my existence." Casey said. "Are you saying my ass is going to ruin you?" Gary asked. "It will most likely kill me. Suck the life out of me through my dick. I want it all the time. I want it now." Casey admitted. "Good." Was all Gary said before he put said dick into his mouth. As they drove the short distance to the motel Casey kept a finger or two in Gary's trench. Pushing into his hole now and then. He really couldn't get enough of Gary's ass. It was perfect. And his hairless hole was like a young boy's. He knew he was a pervert but this just proved it. As much as he like men. Especially men like Shay and Pat. He did love a boy's hole. And he could have it both with Gary. A boy's hole connected to a masculine man. They got to the motel and Casey pulled into one of the reserved carport spaces. When Gary felt the truck stop he got up and looked around. This part of the parking lot was a bit private. Still looked out onto the road but it was going to be easier to get to the door here than the one they left. Not that Gary really minded but getting arrested wasn't on his bucket list. They got out of the truck and Casey casually waited for him at the door to the motel. Holding it open for him. They walked into the office and Shay had his back to them in his barely there sarong. Gary took the man's broad shoulders in and shuddered. "Be with you in a minute." Shay said as he put something into a file drawer and then turned around. A moment of shock and then a huge smile crossed Shay's face. "Hey babe. This our new ward?" He looked over Gary with lust in his eyes. "And I like how you have him gift wrapped. He talk you into this or did you come like you are willingly. Casey can't keep his clothes on." "He was willing. Didn't have much of a choice. He has no clothes." Casey said. "All the better. Nothing should ever take away the view." Shay said. "Ok, stop eye fucking him. Shay, this is Gary P. O'Brien." Casey introduced them. Shay held out his arms, "We don't shake, we hug. What's the P stand for?" Shay asked as he took the shorter manchild into his arms. "Patrick" Gary got out as he was being crushed in a bear hug by the huge man. Shay and Casey laughed. Casey hadn't asked him so he had no idea. "What?" Gary asked about their laughing. "Why is it that every Irish mother names their kid Patrick?" Shay asked. "Yeah, baby, remember I told you that our very best friend, who Shay owns the motel with, is named Patrick. And the FBI agent..." Casey started. "...oh yeah, Patrick Murphy. Must be the Irish friends you told me about." Gary said as he was released from Shay's hug. Not that he wanted to be let go. Shay was just as hot as Casey. "So he's staying with us right?" Shay asked Casey. "Only if you guys have room. I can find someplace...." Gary started but Casey interrupted him. "He meant with us, as in our bed, babe. Would you mind that? Being in between us?" Casey said with a sexy grin. "Are you serious?" Gary asked. "Gary, my boyfriend, who I love very much, is quite taken with you. And I understand why now. I at least get the physical attraction. And Casey and I share everything. I don't think he's going to let you out of his sight from now on so I'm going to have to get used to you being in the bed. I hope that also means that you can get used to me." Shay said as he got on one side of the boy. Casey was on the other side. "So you both going to fuck me?" Gary asked, hoping. "And each other. Is that alright babe?" Casey asked with hope in his own voice. "I am a demanding bottom." Gary smiled. "We'll do our very best to keep your cunt satisfied," Shay said, "How many times have you fucked him brother?" "Two or three. Should still have my loads in him." Casey said. "My turn?" Shay looked at Gary. His cock was already lifting up his sarong. Gary saw it and his eyes got wide. It was almost as big as Casey's. How the fuck did he luck out. Casey locked the street side office door and then led them both out of the office and through the pool area. There was no sign of guests. He took them to the playroom. Casey put Gary on the fuck bench and caressed his shoulders and back. He squatted down in front of Gary and asked, "You ok? This what you want babe? We can stop anytime. Tell me what you want. You want Shay?" Kissing him as he asked. "Yes. I want you and Shay." Gary answered, kissing Casey back. "I want you both. Is that ok?" Shay was massaging the boy's amazing ass. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. And the hairless boycunt was turning him on like crazy. "How did you find such an amazing boy? I mean man. He's like a cross between a masculine stud and a boy. I'm going crazy for him." "I know brother." Casey said while looking into Gary's eyes, "I hope you know I can't give him up." "You don't have to. I'm already hooked. If he wants to stay I'm all in. You want to stay babe?" Shay asked. Gary looked back at him surprised, "You mean that don't you?" "Shay has never said anything he doesn't mean. And he doesn't even know how talented that cunt of yours is." Casey said. "I'm about to find out. I feel like I'm going to cum just looking at it. But first I have to taste it. Maybe get a bit of your cum on my tongue brother. Marine cum out of a Marine cunt. How fucking lucky am I?" Shay said just before he squatted down to chow on Gary's ass. Casey hadn't pissed all day. His bladder was aching. He wondered how the boy would feel about him marking him. He wasn't going to ask. Gary's own words were that he could do anything he wanted to him. He wanted to soak him right now. Give Shay a taste of his piss going down the boy's crack. The playroom was outfitted for wet play. It had a concrete floor with a drain. It could be hosed down anytime and has been after a long weekend of guests using it. The room was definitely made for pigs. Casey let loose on Gary's head. Surprised Gary looked up to see what was happening and got a face full of Casey's stream. He happily opened his mouth and filled up on it letting it drool down his neck. Then Casey started to soak his back and ass, getting it on Shay too. "Fuck yeah! Ass and piss, brother. Fuck!" Shay said into Gary's ass. Casey went back to Gary's head and soaked him down some more. When he was done he squatted down in front of Gary and started to make out with him. Gary had saved a mouthfull to share with him. He never imagined his two friends being as much of a pig as he was. He really could let his hair down here. Gary let the piss out of his mouth and it fell down both their necks and onto Casey's chest, "You're so fucking hot babe." Casey said as he pulled back from kissing him. "You smell so good, like piss, pits and sex. I could just eat you up bro." Then he went back to kissing him. Shay started to fuck him hard then. The smells and Casey being a pig got to him. And the boy's tight cunt, that had already been fucked several times, was massaging his cock the whole time. Casey was right. Gary was talented. "Going to have to keep him naked and ready to fuck at all times brother. I'm going to keep him in the office while I work. Dump a load in him now and then. Maybe let guests dump a load into him as they check in." Gary's ass was really working Shay's ass now. He had never met anyone like these two guys. They were so much like his step family but likeable. Those two steps were just redneck assholes. They used him just like this, like he liked, but it is different when you like the guys. He felt like these two wouldn't hurt him. Mentally anyway. He might like a little pain from Casey or Shay. In the right circumstances. Shay came with a roar deep in Gary's hole. Pushing his cock in as hard and deep as he could. Gary could feel his cock pulsating the load out. As he softened and his cock fell out he grabbed onto Gary's cheeks and just yelled out "Fuck!". "That good, brother?" Casey asked with an amused face. "You weren't kidding babe. I'll cry if he leaves us." Shay said as he bent down and kissed both Gary's cheeks and then did a quick lick of his trench. "I got to get back in there." Casey said as he kissed Gary one more time before standing up and moving behind him. Shay came to Gary's head and Gary took his used cock into his mouth right away. "Fuck, and he's a good bottom. Cleans his top's cock. Totally a keeper." Shay said as he caressed Gary's wet head while Gary sucked on his half hard cock. As Casey came in Gary for the third time Shay was making out with the boy. Then Shay stood up and said, "Take him to his new home. I'll be there in a few minutes. I want to spend time with the both of you. A lot of time." Shay said as he smiled down as Gary. "Cole should be here anyminute. Then I'm off for the rest of the night. Gonna be with my two men." Shay grabbed his sarong and left. "He's really serious?" Gary asked. "Don't doubt it. Do you doubt me?" Casey asked as he helped Gary off the fuck bench. "I don't think so. But you and I had a real conversation back at the other place. He doesn't know..." Gary began. "He knows I have it bad for you and is willing to find out more about you to see why. And he knows that if I have it bad for you he will probably have it bad too. Shay and I are a lot a like. Almost too much a like. I have a feeling you are just what we needed. To balance us out." Casey said as he took Gary into his arms. "Now let's go home. It's a short walk. I'll just need to hose the room down real quick." Casey took the garden hose from the wall and turned it on. Sprayed down the fuck bench and the floor around it. Then put it all back. Gary watched how Casey knew just what he was doing like he's done it plenty of times. He was good with that. He hoped he could use the room whenever he wanted as well. Casey held onto Gary on the way over to the house. Gary was a bit shaky after getting railed by both hunks but he was able to walk on his own. They both stunk as well as being sweaty. As they walked through the alley and then into the gate of the backyard Gary's eyes opened wide. He didn't know what he was expecting but he wasn't expecting this. "This is nicer than the motel." Gary said. "So are the men. You'll like everyone. I promise. And I know they're going to like you." Casey said kissing Gary again. He could keep his hands, or lips, off of him. He walked him over to the pool and they went down the steps. And then at the last step they both jumped in. Soon there was a splash to the side of them. Shay had jumped in after them. When he surfaced he asked, "Am I still invited?" Smiling from ear to ear. It was as if Gary was just what they were both waiting for. "Absolutely, brother." Casey said first and then looked at Gary so happily. Hoping he was all in. "I feel like I'm with sort of twins. You don't look a like but are so much a like. I'm not sure I would be comfortable with just one of you when you mean so much to the other. I sound like a total slut but I want you both." Gary admitted. "Everyone that lives in this house is a slut of some sort. It's not a bad thing." Shay said, "I'm just happy to be included. And, you're right, I love Casey like crazy. I love Pat like crazy too. He is still a part of us in a way. So I hope you'll like him too." "Is he a top too?" Gary asked with a grin. "Well, no one here is 100% top. But he likes to bottom more than top. He'll fuck you, don't worry. He'd like you to fuck him too. We all would. I know you said you were more bottom but, I still want you if you get the desire." Casey said. "I want your DNA in me at least once." "Me too!" Shay said. "I'm a lot more top than bottom but I give my family my ass anytime they want it." "Family?" Gary asked. "The one you're part of now, babe. Our family." Casey said with a doopy grin. Gary knew he was dreaming. He went from a fucked up life with a broke con artist living with him. Car and clothes getting stolen by said con artist. To this beautiful home with two hot guys wanting him to stay. This had to be a fucking dream. "I don't want to wake up." "What babe?" Casey asked with a questioning face. "This is a beautiful dream and I don't want to wake up. I want to stay naked in this dream with you two forever. I don't care if I never wake up." Gary said quietly. Shay came up to his side and Casey was already on his other side. "It's no dream babe. If it is I don't want to wake up either." Shay said as he gave a bit of a chuckle. "Me too." Casey said. Then Casey made out with Shay in front of Gary. Both of them grabbing the smaller Gary close to them. Then they each gave Gary the same treatment. "Oh yeah. I could get used to this." Casey went on. "Me too, brother." Shay said. Back at the other motel Pete was showing Vic around. He really liked the young hunk. And Vic was honest with him about everything. Even his stint in prison. He wasn't ready to trust another young guy but Vic had a job and a place to live. He could take it slow. Vic showed interest but didn't want to give up his family. Another point in Vic's favor. He didn't need Pete. Vic liked Pete. He wasn't his ideal lover but he liked him. And he took a fuck pretty well. Vic told him what an exhibitionist he was and Pete said he liked that in a man. Someone not afraid to show off. Especially when Vic had so much to show off. Vic also told him about Rico. He hadn't even told the family about him yet. Pete said that he would help out if he could. He didn't have a house here like the guy's did at the other motel, just an apartment made from a couple of the rooms, but he would do what he could to help Vic. Pete asked Vic to spend the night and Vic agreed. As long as Pete would take him to the garage in the morning. He had work to do and also wanted his truck. Then Vic agreed to come back the following Monday and hang out with Pete. After he got home from the garage. Pete and Vic became good friends. Pete helped him navigate the custody thing with Rico. Helped him get a lawyer. The family helped him pay for it. After Vic told them. They never knew about Vic's younger brother. They would welcome Rico with open arms if Vic decided to stay with them. Vic had no plans of leaving the family. Unless it turned out to be an issue for Rico. But over the weeks of them texting constantly he felt like his brother would be more open to stuff than he imagined. Not that he came out to him yet but there was a casual tone to their texting. His little brother was definitely laid back about things. The day finally came for Vic to go to East LA and pick up Rico. It was August. Rory, Sean and Philip had picked their school, University of California San Diego in La Jolla. Pat and Billy were financing it all. They were sending their own sons and spliting Philip's costs. The boys would be leaving soon. But they all wanted to meet Rico before they did. Philip had pulled away from Pat though. Their affair was coming to an end. Pat and Shay had sort of rekindled after Gary came into Casey's life. But the four of them were thick. Casey and Shay were so much alike that they needed their other half to be different from them. Vic hung out with Pat and Shay the most. Shay and Casey had both fucked Vic now, each on their own. He didn't feel like an outsider anymore. The police had found Gary's car several weeks later after they met Gary as well. It was destroyed by fire and abandoned near the border. Just south of San Diego in the desert. Everything in the trunk was destroyed as well. By that point Gary didn't care. He was working in Cole's old job at the motel and enjoying his new home. Although the only person that hadn't fucked him in the house was Vic. He was hoping to change that. If anyone displayed sexuality it was the men in this family and Vic did it without even knowing it. Gary's cunt throbbed when he saw a sweaty Vic coming home from the garage. Vic had planned on spending some time with Rico before introducing him to his family and to Pete. Pete had helped booster Vic's confidence. Genuinely a nice guy. And Vic gave Pete something he needed too. A good fucking about once or twice a week. When the day finally came to pick Rico up he drove to LA himself. He took a very small bag with him for the weekend. He figured he'd take his little brother to Aneheim and they could be kids together at the world of the mouse. He had booked a nicer hotel, Aneheim Marriott, so that his brother would remember the trip for a while. He didn't know Rico very well but it was his little brother and he wanted to spoil him. Rico dressed for the park. It was going to be hot, even in LA. Just in silver colored basketball shorts and a wife beater with trainers with no socks. His gold chain on his neck. His tanned muscular sweaty skin contrasted nicely with the white shirt. He looked younger than 26 but also looked sexual and a bit rough. No one would fuck with him nor would they fuck with his brother. He thought that he might be a declaired total fag now but he was still a badass. Rico's mother was already in a home, basically waiting to die. Rico was being watched by a good friend of hers. Vic pulled up to the address and was surprised at how run down it was. But, judging from the neighborhood, it would be hard to keep a house nice here. As soon as he pulled up a small teenager came bursting out of the security screen door. He was wearing small blue gym shorts and a clean white tee shirt. He had on sneakers as well but with ankle socks. He had three small duffle type bags with him. All of them dirty and torn. But Rico was georgous. A rather large and homely woman was behind him telling him to wait. Rico turned and gave her a quick hug. Vic assumed he was thanking her. She shed a tear but Rico didn't seem to. Then that was it. Rico was running to the truck again. Vic got out of the truck and came around to the passenger side. He thought he heard a quiet gasp come from the woman. He was used to it. He didn't pay attention to it. He just waved a thank you. "All his papers are in the maroon bag" she yelled out as she was eye fucking Vic. "Ok, thanks" Vic said. And then his attention went to Rico. The kid couldn't be more than 5' 5" but he was tight. Almost built. He had just turned 15 a few weeks ago. He could train this kid pretty easily in the home gym. But he doubted if Rico ever got above 5' 8" or so. After Vic put his things into the back seat he turned to Rico and said, "You ready to go, bro?" Rico slammed into him with his head barely making it to Vic chest, "Just get me away from here". Hugging Vic tight. Vic was shocked for a moment and then hugged him back. He felt small but in shape. Vic had to admit to himself that he liked the boy in his arms. Rico got into the passenger side and Vic then got into the driver's seat. They both waved as they pulled away. Once they were at a safe distance Vic asked, "What did you mean, bro, why did you want out of there so much?" Rico looked up at his brother scared. Vic saw it and just said, "Bro, its ok. Tell me." Vic tried to keep a calm face. He just hoped that fat bitch wasn't hitting Rico. Then he'd have to turn around. "Did you know what my mom did for a living?" Rico asked in a very small voice. One that didn't fit his age. "No, I guess I never thought about it. Is that why?" Vic asked. Wondering what sort of illegal shit the bitch was into. Probably drugs. That's why she's so sick. Why is it every woman that Vic encountered was nuts. "She and Leticia (Leticia was the woman watching him. Vic had spoken to her on the phone a few times in the past few weeks as custody was settled), well....they used to...." Rico was obviously afraid to tell him. Vic saw a park up ahead and pulled into the parking area. Under a tree for shade but he left the truck running. He was sure it wasn't a safe park. "Listen Rico, I'm not an angel. You know I was in prison. I know they told you. It was for something stupid and now I have a good life. A life I'm going to include you in if you are ok with it. But, what is in the past, well it is in the past. We'll move forward together." "You mean it?" Rico asked in his small voice. Scared to be left behind like he was with his sick mother. "Of course I do little man. So what are you trying to tell me?" Vic said with the most sincere smile he could muster. "They used to have men over for money." Rico got out so fast that Vic almost didn't hear the words. Vic smiled, almost chuckled but stopped himself, and said, "Ok, I'm sure things were rough for her, single with a kid, so there might have been little recourse for her. Did you see stuff?" Vic asked. "Yeah,..." Rico said. Obviously not wanting to go on. "Tell you what. We're going to go to the theme park and have fun. Then, tomorrow, we can talk more if you want. But what if we just had fun today? Sound good?" Vic asked. "Yeah, sounds good." Rico said, not totally convinced, but he tried to smile. They got to Disneyland at around 2 PM. They didn't leave till after 10 PM. And they did have fun. They had a blast. Thankfully Vic told the hotel he would be arriving late. He grabbed a small bag from the back and Rico looked at him strange and said, "That's all you have?" "I don't need much little man. Probably just wear what I have on tomorrow on the way home. Or we could stop at the beach and go home the next day. I'm flexible." Vic chuckled. He basically had a toothbrush, some lube and another wife beater in the small bag. "Just get your toothbrush and a clean shirt or something. We're only staying here one night. "Nothing is clean." Rico said in his small voice again. "What?" Vic looked at him confused. "Leticia said I could do laundry at my new house." Rico looked scared again like it was his fault. Fucking bitch, Vic thought, probably barely fed him as well. "It's ok, bro, we'll handle it. We'll just use the tee shirt I got you at the park. Ok?" And then he said, "You still hungry." They had plenty of junk food at the park but he wondered if Rico wanted something better. "I ate more today than I have in a while. I'm good. Just tired." Rico said. Vic didn't see any other meaning in it. "Ok. I'm going to grab a couple of beers on the way to the room but that's all I want too. Junk food fills you up more than good food I guess." He smiled at his little brother again and then led him into the hotel. After they checked in Vic went to the bar and ordered a bucket of beers to take up to the room. It had five beers in it. He gave Rico some money to go to the vending machine for sodas if he wanted. He got one. The room had two queen size beds. When they got in Vic turned on the TV and gave Rico the remote. Told him to pick something while he opened up a beer. He took a long pull and then put it down and took off his shoes and shirt. Now just in his shorts he went to his bed and laid back. Rico watched his brother. He couldn't help to be awed by him. And he had noticed his ample cock in the silver shorts. Vic didn't wear underwear and Rico noticed. He liked everything about his brother. Definitely not like what his mother used to bring home. His mother would have paid Vic instead of the other way around. "Get comfortable if you want, bro" Vic said pulling Rico out of his thoughts. Rico took off his shoes and socks and then laid back on the bed going through the remote. Vic looked over at him and smiled. The kid was a knock out. He had a hint of masculinity but was more cute. And shy. Vic would have to cure that. After Vic had a couple of more beers he thought it was time to start to have a conversation with Rico. Liquid courage. "Rico, can we talk?" Rico looked up at Vic frightened all of a sudden. Was Vic going to get rid of him too? "Don't look at me like that. It's fine. I want to tell you somethings about me and I want you to be alright with it." "Like what?" Rico asked. He looked less scared but still on guard. "Well, I live with a bunch of guys and..." Vic started. "They all gay too?" Rico asked out of the blue. "What??" Vic didn't know that Rico knew anything. "Mom told me that dad said you were gay a while ago." Rico said. "So are you?" "Well, damn, I guess I was more bi back then, but yeah. I'm gay. Does that bother you?" Vic admitted. "No", Rico answered, "You live with a boyfriend?" Vic gave a relieved smile, "Um, well, all of my housemates are pretty close to me. But I don't have a designated boyfriend anymore." "So you just have sex with your friends then?" Rico as in a very matter of fact way. "Well, sort of, I guess. It's sort of complicated." Vic didn't know what he should tell the kid now. "It's cool. You don't sell yourself like she did do you?" Rico asked. "No, no, nothing like that. One of my friends used to when he lived in LA for a while but he didn't like the life. He's safe from it now." Vic said, hoping that talking a little about Gary would take the heat off of him. "Ok, cool." Was all Rico said. "There's a lot of nudity at the house." Vic continued. "It's all men though right?" Rico asked. "Yeah, it is." Vic said. "Cool." Rico said. Looking back at the TV. Vic was confused but let it go. Figured he'd have one more beer and then go to bed. He was exhausted from the drive and the park. After his next beer he got up and brushed his teeth and then took a piss. Just before he crawled into his bed he dropped his shorts hoping the kid didn't freak out. But he couldn't sleep with anything on. "Goodnight, bro. I'm happy you're with me." Rico looked over at his hunky brother and said, "I hope so." and then, "Goodnight". The TV soon was shut off too. Rico was tired. A bit later Vic woke up to someone in bed with him. He looked over and saw his little brother laying on his side facing away from him. Vic smiled thinking that Rico may feel safer this way. He was fine with it. He looked under the sheet though and saw that Rico was just as naked as he was. He panic'd for a second. "Rico, bro?" Vic touched his shoulder. "Yeah?" A very sleepy Rico answered. "Why you in my bed, bro?" Vic asked. "I was lonely and scared. Couldn't sleep. Is it ok?" Rico asked as he backed his ass up to Vic's stomach. "Um, yeah, sure." Vic said. Rico reached back and took Vic's arm and put it around him. Then he slid down to where his ass was right on Vic's cock. His hot little ass. Vic's eyes went wide open. "Rico? Um, what are you doing?" "Hold me. It's ok. I've been with men before." Rico answered. "What?" Vic asked, "What men?" "Mom's tricks. Some of them liked me to sleep in her bed with them. They would hold me and touch me. I liked it. I just didn't like it when Leticia wanted to touch me." Rico said quietly. Pushing back into Vic somemore. That was it. Leticia was trying to molest him. He didn't mind it when the men did it but only when a woman did it. Vic could almost understand. Well, he did understand. He liked it better when his dad touched him. Vic said, in almost a whisper, "Um, buddy, we probably should talk more. I've done stuff. I mean, our dad, did stuff with me. I don't know if you know what I am capable of doing." "Ok, but I just want to sleep with you tonight. I promise I won't try anything. I feel safe here." Rico said. It was true. He barely knew his brother but felt more safe with him then he had his entire life. Fuck! Vic thought. HE wouldn't try anything. Vic's cock was getting totally hard inbetween his own thighs right now. Vic started to try to picture Leticia naked. It sort of worked. The bitch was ugly as fuck. Soon Rico was breathing heavy in his arms. Just a small step from snoring. He felt himself relax. He had to try and behave. To say he was attracted to Rico was an understatement. He was everything Bash was except smaller and a bit younger. Soon Vic fell to sleep as well. But several hours later he woke with a start. Rico had moved and the sheet had fallen off of both their midsections. Rico's knee was bent and he was almost on his stomach instead of his side. His hairless hole, his tiny hairless hole, was displayed in the light coming in from the window. It was barely daybreak but Vic saw it. His mouth went dry. He remember touching Bash's little sister's cunt that time in bed. It didn't really do anything for him besides that it was young. This is a whole different story. It took everything he had not to put his mouth on it. But he allowed himself to just barely touch it with his middle finger. Just graze it. Then he laid back down and went back to sleep. Hard. Another few hours later he woke again. But this time Rico was laying on his stomach looking at him. He had his arms crossed across Vic's chest and was just staring at his face. "What's up buddy?" Vic asked as he woke up. "You are." Rico said. Vic's eyes went wide when he realized he was hard in between Rico's legs. The top of his cock barely touching Rico's taint. Rico's legs were spread and his knees were on either side of Vic. "Um, sorry, um...maybe we should..." Vic began. "So, we can be naked at your house, right? I was always naked at my mom's." Rico asked. "You were?" Vic asked. His eyes still trying to blink the sleep out of them. "Told you, mom's tricks liked it. She was naked too. Or mostly in a housecoat. That was sort of gross. But the guys were sometimes really hot." Rico went on like this was the most normal conversation in the world. "So, Rico, buddy, I'm guessing you like guys more than girls then? Are you like me?" Vic asked. "Duh, good thing you're hot. Not too bright." Rico rolled his eyes. "Hey!" Vic slapped Rico's butt playfully. Then he realized again that they were both naked and Rico was on top of him. Then the thought came into his mind and he had to ask, "What have you done with these men, her tricks?" "Whatever they wanted. They'd pay mom more money. But all that stopped last year when she got sick. But the dude next door was still fucking me. He was like 30 with a wife and two little kids. Wife didn't put out anymore so I did." Rico was brazen. More than Vic was at his age. He grew up quick. Maybe too quick. "You like that? Getting fucked?" Vic asked. His cock was fully hard again. He couldn't help it. He realized that the hand that he had slapped Rico's ass with was now carressing his cheek. Squeezing it a bit here and there. "I didn't at first. It hurt so much. But it stopped hurting when I was about 11. I guess when I started to shoot my own cum. Then it felt really good." Rico answered matter of fact. "11!??!" Vic said. "Oh fuck bro. How old were you when it first happened??" Rico looked at him seriously and said, "Yeah, First got dicked at 8. Gross you out or turn you on?" Vic looked at him sheepishly and answered quietly, "Both". "So, just because we're half brothers doesn't mean that we can't..." Rico started. Vic started to chuckle. "Boy, what part of our dad fucking me didn't you get? Now who's the dumb one? And the house I live in isn't exactly a monestary. You'll probably fit in just fine." Vic caressed his brother's ass a little firmer. Grazing his hole with his fingers. "I've fucked younger than you but I was only 17 at the time. You're jailbait." "Like I would say anything to anyone." Rico assured Vic as he reached back and took a hold of his brother's cock for the first time. Would you like Part Seventeen? Write to me! 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