Date: Tue, 4 Mar 2014 08:55:08 -0700
From: Mark James <mjliterary45@gmail.com>
Subject: Low Hanging Fruit 4 by Mark James

Low Hanging Fruit 4 by Mark James

On November 21, 2008 dad, on advice of his broker bought 127,389 shares of
Apple for $10,000,000, which was about $78.50 per share. The broker assured
him that although Apple had been meandering downward it was going to go
back up.

The government had kicked off a $300 billion program in September 2008 that
aimed to prevent foreclosures by letting an estimated 400,000 troubled
homeowners swap their mortgages for more affordable loans. We had included
information on this in our October newsletter, rewrote our "How to save you
home from foreclosure" book to include it and changed our website
advertising to reflect it. In November we were already getting thank you
e-mails along with some interesting stories that I posted to our blog.

Thanksgiving came and went; I had some term papers I had to finish for
school finals were coming up. It was only 3 weeks until moving day. It was
amazing how cold affected ardor. I had no interest in walking around the
woods in the cold looking for cock.

Our November sales were amazing. I figured the publicity effect would have
worn off and sales would go down drastically but between the 2 foreclosure
books we took in, in excess of $3,000,000. I guess it was the new law and
the remarkable success stories that made the difference.

I shut down the web sites for my 2 books on the computer and placed the
books for sale on Amazon. What little income they provided would go
directly to my bank account. I just didn't have the time to deal with them
anymore although I had to keep up the newsletter until the current
subscriptions ran out. They had been well worth doing because they had made
us rich and changed our lives.

On December 10, 2008 our stop loss was tripped and we sold our Apple stock
for at $95.50 for a profit of $2,165,000. We put in a buy order for 130,000
shares at $80.00 or less and watched as the stock price meandered slowly
down.

Dad was due to sign his contract for the new job on December 15, but it
didn't happen because the guy who was supposed to be President of the
company backed out because dad could conceivably make more than he did. So
dad was offered his job. It was way more complicated so dad hired a
contract lawyer in Los Angles to negotiate it for him and had to fly to
California. We were moving in a week.

I had been going to good bye parties on the weekend for the last couple of
weeks. I've never talked about them but I had lots of straight friends and
they all wanted to say goodbye.

I was busy studying for finals so mom was stuck with packing, but it wasn't
really that bad because we were renting the house furnished so all we had
to pack was clothes and stuff. Dad got back on the 17th the day of my last
final.

He got an awesome contract. He got a $500,000 signing bonus, a $750,000
salary and a sliding scale bonus based on the company's gross sales. Lesser
perks included a company car, unlimited expense account, an awesome
insurance plan, country club membership and unlimited vacation. Every
contingency one could think of was covered in the contract usually in dad's
favor. I think the result was worth the $50,000 the lawyer had cost.

So school was effectively over but I still had to go to school on the last
two days. I made all A's which I thought was pretty good considering how
busy I was. The moving company showed up on the 19th and we spent the night
at a hotel near the airport. The next morning we flew to Phoenix and went
to the Scottsdale Sheraton.

We met with the HGTV crew in the afternoon. The next day we filmed the
reveal on our new home as an HGTV Candace Olsen Design Special Event and
the reveal was to be aired on the Ellen DeGeneres show the next week since
Ellen paid the design bill. The construction and furnishings cost were paid
by HGTV.

We were stunned by the revelation. What had been an upscale, but ordinary
house had been awesomely transformed. Candace is a marvelous designer. Our
jaws dropped down further and further as we moved through the house. It was
incredible. The piece de resistance was the pool that had started out as an
ordinary outdoor pool had became an infinity pool which extended into the
living room with a separate lap pool, swim up bar and had shade coverings
on the outdoor portion so that the pool could be used during Scottsdale's
100+ temperature days. The yard all around the house had also been
transformed.

Last but not least there were 3 gigantic decorated and lighted Christmas
trees in various rooms in the house underneath which were box after box of
gaily wrapped Christmas presents and the whole house had been decorated for
Christmas.

Candace said, "In case you are wondering the boxes are not empty. Have fun
opening them."

Then HGTV packed up and left and we were alone in our new home. We spent
the rest of the afternoon and the next day finding all of the things in the
house that we had not noticed during the reveal. We stayed in the hotel
until Monday when the movers brought our stuff. We moved in and were almost
scared to touch anything and spoil the perfection of the house. Most of
what we had brought from Iowa looked shabby and out-of-place and was
donated to charity.

The only thing I has asked for was sound proofing in my bedroom although it
wasn't just a bedroom anymore it had been transformed into a suite with a
50 inch TV and surround sound as part of a very impressive computer setup
with an en suite bathroom that was to die for, an office, walk-in closet
and sitting area and was sound proof. So was mom and dad's bedroom.

We didn't go to the Ellen Degeneres show for the reveal, but in explaining
who we were to the audience Ellen touted our books and again gave copies of
them to everyone in the audience. We couldn't have afforded to pay for that
kind of national exposure.

Christmas morning found us all as excited as 5 year olds as we opened the
boxes beneath the 3 Christmas trees. Primarily they contained apparel
appropriate to Arizona, but there was so much of it for each of us. Dad got
primarily Brooks Brothers suits with all of the accessories, mom got
designer outfits for a variety of occasions with all of the accessories and
I got sports, casual and formal and informal dress clothes including a
tuxedo, again with all of the accessories.

Unfortunately the entire largess made our gifts to each other rather
mundane, but that was all right because we knew they were given with love.

Dad took us out to the garage and there was a Mercedes Benz GL 550 SUV for
mom and a Toyota Land Cruiser for me. Of course they really weren't a
surprise since we had had numerous discussions about what to buy. Dad was
getting a Lexus as a company car but he hadn't picked it up yet.

We had selected a Toyota instead of a more expensive brand because we did
not want to make me a target and it provided everything I needed or wanted
without being ostentatious.

Mom said she wanted to make Christmas dinner in her fabulous new kitchen so
we 3 just spent Christmas at home.

Dad told us he had to go to Miami FL to probably buy a couple of houses.

"Do you want to go?" he asked me.

"Are you kidding? Yeah man I want to go."

"Your mom doesn't want to go, so it's just me and you partner."

So off we went. We stayed in a resort hotel on the beach in separate rooms.

Before we went to diner dad said, "Unless we have arranged a time I will
call you before I come to your room and if you are not going to be there at
night please let me know. You have your cell, right. Tomorrow morning if
you want we will take a drive through Miami to sightsee.

I'm going to be gone all afternoon tomorrow and the next day looking at
houses or buying them so the beach is all yours. I'll be back for
dinner. Don't take your wallet with you, just your driver's license and
money and keep them in your sock. Miami is a dangerous place beneath the
façade, so don't take chances and always use a condom."

"Dad!!"

"Art I know what you are probably going to end up doing. Your mother would
divorce me if anything happened to you.

I'm not making a judgment. If I was you I would be looking for a girl to
hook up with, with you its guys. In my younger days I would probably not
have gotten laid although today I probably would but gay sex is easier
because all it takes is 5 minutes in an isolated spot so the likelihood of
you having multiple chances for sex is pretty high.

I know you don't accept your mother's comment that you are a `hot stud' but
it's true. All the gays who are anywhere near your age and the `chicken
hawks' will have you on their radar once you have shown the slightest
interest in a hook-up. I just want you to be safe, promise me."

"OK dad, I promise."

"That's all I can ask. Now the sun will burn you to a crisp in 45 minutes,
so make sure you put sunscreen 30 on your skin where ever it is
exposed. The Ocean is too cold to swim in but there are 3 swimming pools."

That afternoon I put on my bathing suit and went down to the beach. Dad was
right the water was cold and the sun hot so I went into the pool area and
laid on a chaise lounge in the shade. This wasn't at all like the resorts I
saw in the gay videos I watched. There were fat, old or out of shape men
and women, a few not bad looking girls, and a few skinny, pimply faced
teenagers and lots of kids but there weren't any hot studs. Nobody was
giving me the eye for which I was grateful.

I was thinking about going in the pool when a husband and wife and 2 small
kids came into the pool area. I glanced at them and got an immediate
erection. The husband couldn't have been more than 25 and was a hot
stud. He was masculine and muscular, with abs like iron, a chiseled nice
looking face with lots and lots of black hair cut in a style that came down
and covered his forehead wearing a boxer bathing suit.

They didn't even notice me as they walked past because they were trying to
keep the children corralled. I couldn't help but stare because he such a
stud. It was a shame he was married I thought. He must have cut quite a
swath through the girls in high school.

After he got his family settled the stood up and looked around. I was
looking in his direction, but not looking directly at him as I was trying
to be discreet. He got to me and his eyes swept past and then immediately
came back to me and stopped and he stared. I shifted my gaze and we were
looking at each and he smiled and so I did too. "Am I going to get lucky,"
I asked myself.

He said something to his wife and walked toward me. Watching his body as he
moved made me hard as a rock and it was obvious I had an erection. As he
passed me he stopped in front of me and casually adjusted his hard on in
his bathing suit, glanced at my crotch and went and got a couple of towels
and walked back to his wife. He was as sensual from the back as the
front. He shifted his chair so that he could see me and helped his children
put on life preservers. Then his wife got up and took them to the pool and
stayed there.

He kept glancing at me and always found me staring at him. I stood up and
made a come hither sign with my fingers. He glanced at his wife, stood up,
said something to her and walked toward me as I went inside and went to the
elevators. We went up and walked to my door in silence. I went inside and
he followed.

He said, "I've only got 15 minutes." as he pushed my suit to my ankles and
swallowed my cock in his mouth.

That surprised the hell out of me because I thought I was going to be the
cocksucker. Damn though he was a good cock sucker. He had obviously had
lots of experience. He ran his hands up my legs, massaged my ass in passing
and then caressed my chest and stomach as he swung on my cock.

After a few minutes I pulled away, lay on the bed with my head over the
edge and said. "Fuck my mouth."

He slid out of his suit and slipped his 6 inch cut cock down my throat and
slid in back and forth in my mouth. After a few minutes he leaned over me
and started sucking on my cock while he flexed his hips back and forth
fucking my mouth. After about 5 minutes we both shot our loads in the
others mouth.

He got up, looked at his watch and said, "I've got to go. How long are you
going to be here?"

"Through Monday night."

"Do you want to do this again if I can arrange the time? You can fuck me,"
he said as he was pulling on his bathing suit.

"You bet. My name is Art by the way."

"I'm Vic."

He gathered me in his arms, soundly kissed me and was out the door.

I felt like I had missed out on something. Don't get me wrong any sex is
great, but I had thought he was straight and he wasn't. I think I like
being the sucker more than the suckee. What I think I had wanted was for
him to be dominant and masculine, make me suck his dick and then fuck me or
a lot more foreplay so I could have enjoyed that superb body, but I got
what I got. I doubt if he would be able to get away from his family again

I applied SPF 30 sun block all over me and went to one of the other pools
and swam for a while and then I found a game arcade where all of the
teenagers hung out. I didn't see anybody of interest, so I played a couple
of games and decided to leave. As I was going I passed this cute guy in his
bathing suit walking in. I raked him with my eyes as I passed and turned at
the door and looked again. He had turned and was looking at me. I turned
around and walked backwards as I watched him and the sat on the couch
across the way. He disappeared into the interior of the arcade.

Five minutes later he came back out and saw me sitting there. He swaggered
over like he owned the world.

"The arcade is for teens. Aren't you a little old for it?"

"I'm 16, but I could ask you the same thing."

He laughed and said, "I won't be 18 for a couple of months so I still
qualify. I saw you looking at me. What are you up to?" and he stroked the
bulge in his Speedos.

"I gulped and licked my lips as I stared at his crotch."

"You are looking for something?"

As he ran his finger up and down the bulge in his jeans I said, "I think
you found it."

"You got a room?"

"Yeah."

"Let's go then."

When we got in the room he said, "Strip."

I did and my cock was as fully erect.

He slid his finger down my chest and stomach and then stroked my cock once
along the bottom.

"Nice body."

He grabbed his cock in his hand through his Speedo and asked, "Do you want
my cock?"

"Yes."

"Get on your knees."

I slid down and he walked forward until his bulge almost touched my face. I
leaned in and nuzzled his cock with my mouth.

He pushed my head back and said, "Cocksucker!! I didn't say you could do
that."

"I'm sorry."

"Sir, say "I'm sorry sir."

"Yes sir, I'm sorry sir."

He moved forward an inch and rubbed his hard bulge over my face and then
stepped back. "Did you like that?"

"Yes sir, Thank you sir."

He moved back and took off his Speedo and his 6.5 inch cut cock was pointed
at my mouth oozing pre-cum. I wanted to stick out my tongue and lick it off
the tip of his cock but I knew I couldn't.

As if he could read my mind he said, Stick out your tongue and lick off the
pre cum."

I did and he said, "What do you want."

"I want you to stick your cock in down my throat, sir."

"Tough," he said as he turned around. You like my ass, cock sucker?"

"Yes sir."

"Spread my cheeks," he said as he bent over.

"You like my asshole."

"Yes sir."

"Well stick your mouth in there and lick my asshole."

He didn't have to tell me twice. I went in there licking his asshole with a
vengeance.

"Oh yeah man, you are a good ass licker."

He let me lick it for about 5 minutes then he asked me if I had any lube. I
got it out of my suitcase.

"Lube up your finger and stick it up my ass."

I lubed my middle finger and his asshole and slowly worked my finger up his
asshole. He pushed his ass back to meet me as I worked my finger in and out
of his ass.

He stood up and turned around which pulled my finger out of his ass.

His cock was in my face again and he said, "Suck it."

I opened my mouth and deep throated his cock. He grabbed my head and held
it with his cock stuck down my throat and then grabbed my head and used it
like a flesh light to fuck his dick.

He stopped and said, "Stick your arm between my legs and finger fuck my ass
again."

I did and he grabbed my head and face fucked me as I fingered him.

He let go of my head and said, "Suck it."

I sucked it, deep throating him almost every time and when I felt him about
to come I stuck my finger up his ass until he rose up on his toes.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," he said as he blew his load in my mouth.

I swallow his cum and licked his cock clean as I worked my mouth up his
cock and let it go.

"Do you have a condom," he asked.

I got him one. He put it on and he said, "Get on the bed on your knees and
stick your ass in the air, I'm gonna fuck you silly."

I got in position and then he surprised me. He ate out my ass for 5 minutes
before he lubed up it and his cock. Then he fucked my ass for fifteen
minutes, then he had me lay on my back and he fucked me in that
position. For a second time I thought his stamina was remarkable. I tried
to jack my own cock but he made me stop.

He stopped, laid on the bed and said, "Sit on it. It's time you did some of
the work."

So I faced him, straddled his body and sat on his cock and slid it in and
out of my ass. I leaned over his body and brought my mouth down to his. I
thought he would stop me but he didn't, so I fucked his cock and French
kissed him for a while. I finally felt his body tensing.

"Yeah, right there just like that."

So I continued the motion I was using and he murmured, "Yeah, fucking
yeah," clenched his teeth, rammed his cock up my ass and blew his second
load. I waited for him cock to soften, but it didn't so I got off and took
the condom off of his cock.

He murmured, "Suck it."

So I took it in my mouth and licked the remains of his load off of his
dick. Finally I felt it softening so I let it slip out of my mouth.

He said, "Lay on the bed."

So he ran the tips of his fingers up and down my cock until I was moaning
and wiggling my ass on the bed. He stopped and ran his hands over my torso
enjoying the feel of my hard muscles. Then he put his hand around my cock
and jacked me until I was on the verge of coming again and stopped. He
stroked my face and I opened my mouth, took in his fingers and sucked on
them. He left his thumb for me to suck on and went down on my cock. I was
so ready to come it didn't take me more than a couple of minutes. My whole
body tensed, I sucked harder on his thumb, he took his hand back and pushed
down on my abs as they tensed as I approached orgasm and then I blew. He
never took his mouth off of my cock; he just swallowed my load as he
received it until I was finished.

"That was fucking incredible," I said.

He leaned over and kissed me and then said, "I thought so too. You have a
thing for domination, don't you?"

"Yeah, I didn't know it though. I guess I learned something."

He pulled on his Speedo. "I've got to go. I'll be in the arcade tomorrow if
you want to do this again." "Thanks" he said as he walked out the door.

I took a shower, eventually dad called and we went to dinner.

During dinner dad said, "You know 50 % of these houses we are buying belong
to you and none of this would have happened but for you. I didn't mean to
cut you out of the process, so I wondered whether you want to come along
tomorrow to see how it's done. That way you won't be stuck in the hotel and
can see some more of the Miami area. Maybe we can find an authentic Cuban
restaurant and sample the local cuisine."

"Sure dad, I would like that."

"This probably won't be the last trip to Florida. Most of the foreclosures
in the country are occurring in 4 states, Florida, Arizona, Nevada and
California."

So the rest of the trip was business and we flew home on Monday.

To be continued