Date: Sun, 3 May 2020 23:11:30 +0000 (UTC)
From: topitaliandaddy@aol.com
Subject: flipping the straight accountant- installment 6

Things were happening so quickly in Steve's life, and he needed to talk
about them with someone.  Given his  restrictive social life, much of his
friendships were with family.  He thought about it, and his cousin
Gretchen seemed to be the best person to talk to.   Gretchen had always
been a supporter of anything he did, and when the kids made fun of him,
she's the one who propped him up.  He could also count on her to tell the
"right" family members about it.
"Steve?   This must be important.  You don't call, you don't write.  Are
you ok?"
"Hi Gretchen.  Yeah, I'm fine.  In fact they're better than fine.  Big
changes and I wanted to share them with you.  Can we have lunch ?"
"SURE, especially if you're treating.  But let me make it easier.   Are
you calling to tell me  you're gay?  I figured that out five years ago
Stevie"

His mouth dropped  "HUH?  I didn't know it  five years ago."

She laughed.  "Steve, we can talk about this more, but let me tell you:
for all of the trouble you had with dating, EVERY man can find a woman to
date for one, two, three times.  That was never you.  You think I didn't
figure things out?  How many times did I try to fix you up and you said
it wasn't the right time?"
Now Steve laughed.  "Mom always said that women were three times smarter
than men."
"She was right.  We have to be.  So, when this week?  Since I just got
the hard part out, bring pictures, physical descriptions - HELL, bring
HIM if you want to. Tell me dirty stories.  Tell me what he does to you.
"  He began laughing.  "Steve, I'm serious.  I've been  a married woman
for 23 years.  HEARING about other people's sex lives is my reason for
living."
"Well, Dan and I are going away for the weekend, so since you just made
me feel so much better, maybe next week?" Greta laughed.  "OH GOOD.
It'll be time for a LONG lunch, and more pictures and  more stories."
She and Steve knew each other so well, she could hear the nervousness, in
the silence.
" Steve, remember that little girl on 'open house':  "YOU GOT IT DUDE."
Seriously Steve, congratulations.  It's about fucking time, and just let
him know that if he hurts you, I'll hunt him down and cut off his balls."

Steve told Dan that story after they had fucked that night.  Dan had
introduced Steve to taking cock when he was on all fours .  He  POUNDED
Steve's ass, pushing much deeper than he could get when Steve was on his
back.  "TAKE IT FUCKTOI. TAKE IT ALL."
'GIVE IT TO ME TOPMAN.  GIVE IT.  I CAN TAKE WHATEVER YOU GIVE.  OH. . OH
SHIT.."  Dan was jerking Steve from underneath.  and Steve began gushing
all over everything.  He tried to collapse, but Dan forced him up.  "I'm
not done yet, stud..."  He continued to pound Steve's ass for a good five
minutes, and Steve began to get aroused again.  "OH YEAAH.  NEW BOY
ASS."  Dan began shooting into his boy, and it poured all over .  He
pulled out before he did climax, so his jizz mixed with Steve's.  He
wrapped his arms around Steve and rolled him onto his back before he
kissed him.

"How did you escape becoming some other man's boy until I came around?"
Dan began licking Steve's nips, something that he had learned, drove
Steve nuts.  "OH.  PLEASE.  STOP .  STOP.  I'LL TELL YOU ANYTHING YOU
WANT, BUT THAT ONE... "  He paused.  "Seriously, Dan, I think you just
were aggressive.  You wanted me, and you made it known."

"And.... I   GOT YA."  Steve smiled.   He kissed  him again.  " I may
have gotten the last good available man in this city.  So, how about some
cleaning up, a couple drinks, and let me tell you about where we're
going.  It can be a bit of a culture shock."

"Yeah, that'd be great.  I went looking for it, and I couldn't find it.
 And I need to know what to pack."  Dan laughed.  "Well, there ARE shops,
and if I had my way, you'd be buck naked the whole weekend, but yeah,
we'll talk about that.  You want your scotch ?"

"Hmmm.  Maybe something light.  Can I have one of those orangey things
you drink?"
"Oh the aperol spritzes.  You've heard of cosmos, haven't you?"
"Oh yeah.  I saw them.  Sex In the City, right?"
That's the one.   Someone once said that an aperol spritz is a cosmo for
top men."
"I can still have one can't I?"  Steve winked.
"I won't tell the council."

"Ok, seriously. "  Dan began when he brought back  the drinks, and they
toasted.  "Otokouomo was founded , originally, as a  nudist colony for
men.  Nudity is still fine  - and you'll see a lot of it.  But it's a
much more organized town now.  " He paused.  "You wouldn't find this,
because it's incorporated in another city, but Otokouomo is the home of
the only all male brothel in the state.  It's revenue comes, mostly, from
visitors who use the place, stay at the B&Bs when they come in for fun,
that kind of thing.  But the brothel is on the other side of town from my
house."

"Wait.  So  you're telling me there's a gay brothel?  How big?"
"Hmmm.  I think that there are 30, maybe 35 guys who work there.  Yeah,
it IS mostly gay, but we've had women come up, we've had  bachelorette
parties.  We look the other way, and they have to stay in a nearby town
because we don't allow women to live in town, but it's mostly gay.  Pick
your type, we have it. " He smiled.  "Except we don't have a big , tall,
Scandinavian bottom who loves getting fucked.  And we won't.  He's spoken
for.  "


Steve blushed.  "You keep saying we?"  Now Dan reddened.  "Look, if this
kills things, so be it, but you'd find out anyway, Steve.  I'm the owner
of the brothel.  I do spend most of my time up there,  and this place is
like a pied a terre for me."

"But you've been here almost a week."  Dan squeezed Steve's hand.  "Uh,
I've been really interested in this guy, and I've been having such a good
time with him, that I don't want to travel five hours a day one way, and
then turn around again, when I can spend time with the first man I've met
in a long time who makes me happy."  Steve was silent.  "I have to admit,
all of this is COMPLETELY  new to me.  I mean, I know about brothels, and
I guess someone owns them.  I just never thought I'd be dating an
owner."

Dan got quiet.  "Do you want to call it quits Steve?"
"HELL NO.  Where'd you get that idea?  Shoot, Dan, my job is deathly
boring.  Yours sounds cool.  "  Dan smiled.  "Yes and no. We'll talk
more."

"Anything else I need to know about this gay Shangrila?

"Actually, yes.  And it's important.  I hope your brain doesn't explode."
Steve grinned  'it didn't when you nearly fucked my brains out , so I
think it's ok."

"Well, the town very much is filled by couples,  and we're pretty much
all tops, and bottoms.  It'll be very clear who's who when you get
there.  And we have rules.  So, bottoms keep their eyes down, and they
address all tops as SIR.  They can speak to other bottoms, but need
permission to speak to tops.  "

Steve looked puzzled.  "REALLY? People get into that?"
Dan smiled.  "Would you?"
Steve thought for a minute and said  "Yes sir."
Now Dan squeezed Steve's hand tight.  "Listen bud.  I wouldn't be
sticking around if I didn't think you'd be interested.  It's a lifestyle
that's important to me, and if we make it work between us, I hope that
you can accept this, and where I see you in it."

Steve leaned back.  "Where DO you see me in it, Dan?"
Dan gulped.  "Look, it's only been a week, no , less than a week, but I
pretty much know what I like, and what works for me and what doesn't.
Can I have your hand back? Please?"  Steve grabbed Dan's hand.  "You work
for me.  I know I'm aggressive.  I know I'm pushy, and I know I'm
demanding .  But.. and don't answer this, just think about it:  have I
done anything to you  that you didn't want  me to do?  Have I done
anything you didn't enjoy?  Please come along with me on this Steve.  I'm
REALLY  itching for a long term relationship with a submissive man.
Submissive to ME.  Not to work, not to anything else, but a man who
accepts ME as, well, his Dominant, and who would be, well, in  different
circumstances, his wife."   He paused.  "I just said a lot.  I unloaded a
lot.  Can I have a kiss?"

Steve tried to take all this in.  He would have to process it, but the
things Dan was saying were arousing him.  He kissed Dan, and whispered.
"Force my lips open Sir. Take your sub's mouth.."  Dan pushed in, his
knee on Steve's cock, which he felt growing again.

"You sure you still wanna go with me Steve?"
Steve looked down smiling.  "I wanna leave tonight.   Sir."

Dan was smiling and silent.
"So you say you got all these toys around here.  When do we play with
them?"

An evil look appeared on Dan's face.  "Get undressed and get on the bed.
You're gonna get introduced to clamps, and vibrators tonight."

Steve had heard of vibrators.  He remembered years ago that one of his
cousins was mortified when they found one in her bedroom.  And he
remembered the "Sex In the City" episodes - was his whole vision of sex
based on TV.  Clamps?  No idea.

After Dan had him secured to the bed, he learned.   The buzzing at his
hole was driving him crazy. Dan was using the low frequency, and it was
similar to how he felt when Dan played with his nipples the first time.
  And of that, the clamps?  HOLY. .   He had just gotten used to them ,
when Dan tugged them gently.

OH SHIT.  IT HURTS SIR BUT IT FEELS GOOD.  IS THAT RIGHT?"  Dan smiled.
"It's absolutely right.  What these two things should do, if I'm doing it
right, is make you want me to fuck you again."

Panting, Steve got out, 'then you're doing it right?"
Dan smiled.  "One more time?"
"ONE MORE TIME TONIGHT SIR."
"he's voracious too," Dan thought to himself.  "When was the last time I
had a guy who was good for two in a night?  Can't remember.  Go with it
Dan.  Go with it.  Nothing last forever, but..."  He sheathed up and went
back into Steve's loosened hole.  He tugged on the clamps a little.

"OH GOD.  This  is like electricity SIR.  My nips and my ass.  OH SHIT.
OH SHIT.  "
Dan smiled.  "But there's more..."  He took Steve's balls and began to
twist them just slightly with his other hand.

"I'm gonna die . I'm gonna die of sexual overuse.  OH FUCK...."  The
second orgasm wasn't as big as the first one nor was Dan's.  Dan teased
Steve by licking and chewing his nips when he took off the clamps.

Normally, they slept in spoon fashion. Tonight, though, Steve fell asleep
with his head on Dan's chest, Dan's arm wrapped around him.  He dreamed
" what would it be like to be the life partner of this man? His bottom?
"  As he drifted off, he thought  "Have I ever wanted to be on top of
another man?  That was easy:  no.  When he watched all those TV shows, he
wanted to be captured, and used.  Did he want to give up the chance to be
with any other man?  How was he going to react to what seemed like a big
adult fraternity?   Time would tell.  But for now, he had to get ready
for that trip.  He had to pack.  He could ask tomorrow.  He knew Dan
wanted him  to bring that beautiful blue shirt.  What else?  He had
arranged to get out of work at noon, so they could leave early, and he
had taken Monday off.  Steve taking time off set tongues wagging, but he
gave nothing away . Hell, he had learned from an expert how to keep
quiet, even when he was tortured.  The new polo shirts for sure.  Maybe
he could persuade Dan to let him TRY a gym.  What else?  OH, that
beautiful sweater his mother knitted for  him.  He started smiling as he
drifted to sleep. Dan seemed to like shirts on him that  made it easy to
get to  his belly.  "OH GEEZ. Friday, Saturday, Sunday and part of
Monday.  How many times would he get fucked by Dan? What did he have in
store?

In many ways, Steve felt like a kid going to summer camp.