Date: Sun, 5 Apr 2020 17:12:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mike Austin <nasstop@yahoo.com>
Subject: GAY/BEGINNINGS- EDGEWATER DR Ch 23..

EDGEWATER DR					by Mike Austin
						nasstop@yahoo.com

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XXIII.

The sad emptiness of a passing is only amplified by suicide. Over the next
couple of days, I accompanied Joyce and children with the weighty matters
of planning Jerry's funeral. As is often the case, there were no immediate
answers only questions. At least things in town were stable both at work
and home. Peter and Mary finally reached Joyce and offered to help, but we
all recognized the insincerity; and never got any explanation of their
early-on void in contacts. I was amazed at their absence of compassion, and
imagined what they'd be like at my passing. I would put plans in force to
defend against any harm or dislocation of those I cared about.

Ben was my conduit and as soon as arrangements were made, unknown to me, he
made arrangements for Jack and the entire staff to attend the funeral via
several limos, then return after the reception so that no one was put upon
and yet all were able to support me and extended family. Peter and Mary
were distant when they saw the outpouring of support. Joyce and her
children were so moved, that each took time to reach out to those that Ben
had brought along, thanking them several times. Mary's only comment to me
was "why was your lawn guy/handyman here"; then left just as abruptly,
never once speaking to her youngest son? I'd been there almost a week and
decided that enough planning was in place and that I needed to get back
home, so decided to ride back with the crew and we returned the Expedition
to the hangar and my contact, then finished the ride late that day. The
limos took each party to their home, I thanked them again, then off to the
next home until both limos were empty and we were finally dropped off at
Edgewater Dr. The house seemed silent as we came in, even though it had
only been a matter of hours since Ben and Jack had been the first to be
picked up early that morning to begin the round trip. I settled in
upstairs, grabbed a shower and crawled into bed. Jack and Ben joined me in
support and we shared group hugs and some kisses. The masculine tenderness
and support was astounding to me and made me recall others I'd shared
similar connections.

Sitting at the bar the next morning with a mug of coffee, Peter and Mary's
distance remained odd; as much a question as a concern. They and Brandon
left immediately after the graveside, saying nothing more.  I wondered
about any connection to Jerry's action? At this time, there were other
matters to address and I forced my energy to dress, head into work, again
thanked everyone for the day before and settled into a routine. An email
appeared from Jeff Smith as a cc to Peter with the results of their audit
and with minor remarks and notation about the outstanding loans owed by my
brother, it was a No Reply Audit, with Jeff and his team thanking me and
Ben for the excellent cooperation and support. I was certain that Peter was
seething mad at the findings. That now behind me, I focused on varied
matters and renewals. I called Joyce daily to check in and offer help. Even
distant, I was a phone call away with support and made sure she knew
that. I'd been touched in the following days by the support and offers
received from immediate neighbors David and Jackson, Joyce and Rocky,
Melinda and Patrick and several more up the street. I still wondered about
Jerry's decision and what prompted his extreme solution?

A week after Jerrys' death I received a FedEx Letter delivery from Jerry
and Joyce's attorney. Included was an envelope, hand addressed to me from
Jerry. The letter inside stunned me. In it he led off with, `well bud if
you're reading this I am gone. He explained that he had no options, that
Peter was using information he'd learned about his bi-sexuality and planned
to announce it to the family if I(Jerry) wasn't able to persuade Joyce to
vote with him(Peter) in removing you(Brad) as managing partner of the
business. The letter went on to indicate how he knew of the incestual
relationship with Ben; that Brandon also was involved, but was repentant
and that through research by a detective agency, had learned of other
college-aged guys involved in a perverted lifestyle and disregard of the
marriage vows he and Joyce held and by all that was good and "normal" in
life. Jerry admitted to not knowing if any info had surfaced about our
(Jerry and Brad) encounters, but that he couldn't risk any of that info
getting out and ruining his family's life and position. He had no
options. He closed with a plea to look after Joyce and their kids'. The
letter was dated the day before Jerry's suicide. I was speechless. It was
apparent now that Peter or he and Mary had devised this malicious
two-pronged attack as revenge; the audit and blackmail in a plan to wrest
control of the business, likely force me into a far reduced, if any role in
the business and perhaps more. I had to move steadily and stealthily. The
audit results closed any challenge to my business management and fiduciary
roles. How to handle any announcement about Jerry's bi-sexuality and its
impact on Joyce?

The carport project was back on the front burner now along with the rest of
the rear yard phases. I'd asked Jack to line up three pool firms to meet
with, on their suggested in-ground designs, so that we could select a pool
option and integrate it with the yard design. Juan's carport budget and
schedule had come in while I was away and I'd ok'd it via email to Ben,
Jack and Juan while still in San Antonio, before the funeral. Jesus'
schedule had been delayed first by rains, then the unknown about the
funeral impacts, but was now back on track and while the landscape aspect
was held, pending the carport and pool phases, the carport design would
require Jesus and his crew to demo that which was already done and relocate
it to the back yard and that demo work was now underway. The flurry of
activity and hot shirtless men around the house now in the Summer heat, was
sensory overload for a cocksucker like me. I knew, that if Jack and Ben
weren't in the picture, several of these studs would be feeding me cumloads
each day. Then there was the ever tempting Leroy, whom I saw twice each
week as the calendar checked off the first two weeks in August. He
announced he saved up cum for my twice weekly "conversations" to really
blow a huge load for me each time and I rewarded him well for that time
together. I was juggling a lot of balls, though a few less of the ones I
wanted, and enjoyed the dynamics. Joyce had accepted my invitation to join
me at month-end for her birthday and of course the kids were welcome but
they had declined, Phil indicating they wanted to do a family celebration
and give Joyce a chance to escape the stress and fresh memories for a long
weekend or week with me. I was excited and hoped that at least the pool
work would be done so she'd have a new area to get excited about seeing,
well a surprise anyway. I asked Ben to invite the close neighbors for a
surprise party for her and all the regulars agreed to attend. It would be
an outside party, weather-permitting and Jack was tasked with finding an
event firm with an air-conditioned party tent, so guests could swim in the
heat and come in the tent to cool down, drink and dine. All vendors
understood the target dates and were working to meet the goal. I even
arranged to begin her escape by hiring a limo to pick her up and deliver
her the 160 miles from her place to mine. If she wanted to bring along any
girlfriends, they were welcomed too. She agreed and one of her closest gal
pals would join the fray. Peter and Mary were not invited and Joyce asked
no questions. I think she had some inkling about a shady or behind the
scenes effort by Peter regarding the business but knew no details of its
extent.

The last of the pool installation was completed Tuesday before Joyce's
arrival Friday. Jack had done an excellent job coordinating the
vendors. Juan and Rodrigo had already completed the new concrete pad work,
walkway and the new carport construction. Jesus' crew were still working
hard on the 1st phase of the rear yard that surrounded the pool area and I
rented some palms to serve as screening beyond where the event tent would
get located. The plan was to have Joyce be surprised on Friday as she
arrived about the pool set up but not know anything about the event set up
until Saturday morning, the day of the party.  Jack's coordination of the
event planners, caterers and bar staffing even impressed The Boys. Our
sleeping arrangements were practical. Jack remained in his suite as he
needed to be there long hours before and after each day, that would not be
an issue. Ben took a room at the Omni which he enjoyed the Bay Views and
open invitations for Joe and Bob to come visit and play. I moved to my
office and settled into the futon concealed in one wall of the cabinetry
just for this sort of guest use. I gave my room to Joyce and her gal pal
Linda got Ben's space. Everyone had their own quarters. We agreed that for
the time being the girls would use my bedroom's bath and I'd use the
upstairs hall bath to keep things simple.

The Friday of Joyce's arrival was easy going, fun and stress free. Jack had
ordered a catered fajita buffet by Mi Ranchito and it was set-up between
the kitchen and front foyer with table seating in the dining room for the 5
of us. We had frozen margaritas available and iced tea but no harder
liquors or beer. Joyce and Linda oohed and ahhed about the new pool and
landscaping as well as Ben's new SUV. They knew nothing about Jack's new
F150, nor needed to. Joyce, Linda, and Jack hit it off. Jack turned on his
Texas charm and after supper, did Texas Two Steppin with the ladies to an
array of Country Western tunes while Ben and I watched and chuckled. Joyce
did get her nephew up and spun around a few times, but I passed. I knew it
had been a full day for the ladies, not to mention Jack and Ben and urged
them to turn in early as there was a full shopping day planned for the two
guests on Saturday, Joyce's actual birthday. Ben would be their guide and
escort, taking them to breakfast, shopping and lunch, but I reminded him
they had to return no earlier than 3 and no later than 4, giving them time
to be surprised by the event tent, catering and bar set up. Saturday
arrived, I dressed in casual clothes, Jack headed out "to water" and check
the new plant materials as an excuse, when actually confirming the event
team's arrival at 8:30 just after the girls and Ben had left. I got his
thumbs up, reminded them of the day ahead of them and ushered them all out
the door at 8:15.

The event team must have passed Ben and girls, as no sooner had Ben left
and perhaps had a chance to reach Ocean Dr., than the tent set-up and
mayhem commenced. I sat back, honestly overwhelmed at Jack's attention to
detail and coordination. By 1:30, the tent was up, the a/c running, the
temporary rental palms staged. The caterers and bar crew arrived at 2 to
begin their work. The event crew then began setting up tables and chairs
while the catering and bar teams worked their tasks. The party was set to
begin at 6, giving us time to recover, dress and receive the
guests/neighbors. I'd invited 10 of Joyce's high school classmates as well
as the neighbors. The birthday party had a tally of 35 folks and while I
knew all would not stay the entire party evening, I figured at least 20 or
so would, just counting us 5 and the 6 immediate and then other longtime
Edgewater neighbors. Ben had told Jack but surprised me when he admitted to
inviting Joe and Bob and asked they arrive in their dress whites, which
they did and were a complete SMASH HIT, dancing with the ladies,
entertaining guys with flight stories, etc and generally getting Ben VERY
HORNY!!! The surprise party had taken Joyce's mind and focus off her
tragedy, if only for a day and I was relieved. Party gifts were given,
opened, laughed about and soon the 10 o'clock hour saw quite a few trending
away and by midnight, only The Boys and us 7 (including Bob and Joe)
remained. Ben announced he was baling and the Pilot pair begged off for an
early flight session, though we knew where they'd be at 0600 and it wasn't
on the base, then The Boys thanked us and gave their new gal pals final
hugs and kisses, leaving us and the empty tent to collapse inside. Jack
ushered us three inside and then went about shutting down a/c units and
power, lights and ensuring that all the leftover food was sufficiently
refrigerated before turning in himself. While there were full bellies and
would be some rocky heads in the morning, everyone had enjoyed themselves,
there were no incidents and most importantly, Joyce had enjoyed herself. I
struggled and decided to forgo the futon and just made a bed on the large
sofa in my office. We sounded like "The Waltons", hollering out Good Night
Linda, Good Night Joyce, Good Night Brad and then there was
silence.............................................

Sunday morning rolled around and Jack beat everyone up, fixing crepes,
scrambled eggs, strawberries, wheat toast, fresh OJ and coffee. When we
plodded downstairs anticipating only coffee, he flicked on the C&W tunes
again begging for another spin on the dance floor with the ladies and all
broke into laughter, but begged off. About an hour later, poor Ben showed
up with obvious ALLNIGHTER eyes. Aunt Joyce set about lecturing to her
young nephew and while he nodded agreement, knew her lecture was going in
one ear and out the other; unlike the things that went in and stayed in his
holes earlier. He munched some toast and a few strawberries then begged "no
mas No Mas" then headed home "to sleep it off". I asked th ladies what
they'd enjoy doing today and both wanted to drive to the beach and enjoy
the day until it got too hot. I reminded them by noon or 1:00 it would be a
scorcher so we'd better get going. Jack made it clear of his plans around
the yard and such and wanted to finish his make ready for the planned
Monday event crew demo of their materials and supplies and resumption of
work by Jesus' crew on the pool side of the back yard and its progress to
the eastern side next to the neighbors, which he hoped to complete by end
of week. That left the three of us to roam the beaches and such, generally
acting like tourists.

We crawled in the Explorer, headed out past Flour Bluff to the island and
beaches. The weather was great, even if a bit warmer than yesterday morning
had been. Linda began cruising as soon as we hit the freeway, then
commenting on the pair of navy Pilots there were "the eye candy of the
night, thank you very much" and I laughed. Joyce smiled and winked then
asked, "are they Ben's friends"? I nodded yes, and added "actually he met
Joe first and they hit it off well and Joe intro'd Bob; they are actual fly
buds, I think Bob is the Wing Man in their squadron" and let it drop. A
pair of middle aged guys in a Jeep passed us, shirtless and tanned with
surfboards lashed to the rollbar. Linda announced from the back seat, "I
think we need to follow them, they could be OUR SIGHTSEEING for the day" to
which Joyce replied "I think we have a horny female onboard", "WELL" came
Linda's sole reply. I felt VERY uncomfortable at about that time, but
nothing more was said about the Navy guys or the Jeep studs. We hit the
first beach hut, got some slushy drinks and chugged them down, walked among
the art displays. Joyce found a couple of pieces of interest that I bought
her, then so did Linda and I repeated the buying exercise for her. We
returned to cruise along the beach now and the men were FUCKING
EVERYWHERE. It was torment for me as it seemed both women and I shared the
same targets in men............... By noon it was too hot for us to remain
out so we made our way to a lunch spot, which just happened to serve some
of the finest frozen margaritas.

Mikel May's was crowded but not too bad. We ordered frozen ritas, seafood
nacho appetizers; I had chicken salad Mikel, Linda ordered Padre Island
Shrimp Tacos and Joyce had crab cakes. When we were done, we WERE DONE and
had to go home and get a nap. I actually wanted to dose off on the way, but
kept it together, but once inside, the heat, the carbs from the meal and
all the men watching took its toll on me and I had a 3 hour nap. Joyce and
Linda each had a bout a 2 hour nap they admitted and added they'd been
watching Jack who just worked non-stop in and outside. Linda offered that
he's great eye candy and a real hard worker and asked "if I loan him out to
wayward divorcees, EVER"? Joyce smacked her gal pal and they giggled like
schoolgirls again. Ben had been gone all day and must have been sleeping
off a serious hangover. He'd not answered Jack's calls so he was either
zonked out or in a 3way but wasn't answering. The front doorbell rang and I
froze. I wasn't expecting any guests. The Boys were standing in swim trunks
and invited the ladies over for late afternoon poolside drinks if they were
interested. Linda jumped at the offer and dragged Joyce along, asking if I
or we were coming too? I just allowed, maybe later, have fun and closed the
door!!!!!!!!!!!!! Finally peace and quiet. Jack hugged me and told me how
great he thought I was to love his sister as much as I do and all the good
things I......, when I stopped him in his tracks. "There's too much going
on right now and I'm not trying to placate her, but Jack you just keep
entertaining her and staying on her good side, that's all I have to say
about it, Linda's too for that matter". My cell rang. It was Joyce begging
us to join them. I'd hoped to suck his dick while it was peaceful, but duty
calls and we changed then headed to The Boys for drinks. The late afternoon
dragged us into night and calls for pizza delivery. Jack had reminded
everyone of the leftovers, but pizza seemed to have won the vote. Ben
showed up about 9pm in time for the pizza and he began swallowing ritas as
well. Joyce announced that Linda was dead set on bedding Jack or Ben or
BOTH and wondered if the guys might have any interest in middle-aged
divorcees; and could I find out so Linda doesn't make a fool of herself in
the quest for boy-toy sex; the other option were those
FLYBOYS???????????????? She said Linda had already remarked about their
stories about Touch N Go practice sessions and she said she'd like to feel
their touch N go action alright!!!!! Pizza slices disappeared like paper
dolls in a Hurricane. The Boys had changed music options several times and
I announced I had an early Monday and needed to turn in AS DID BEN, I
emphasized. We and Jack bid them adieu, at which point Joyce and Linda
likewise offered their thanks and joined us in our exit.

That night none of us remained up long. About midnight I had to pee, but
decided I was snack hungry too so went downstairs, hit the head and was
eating a couple of leftover chicken strips. The girls were asleep upstairs
so I crossed the carport to Jack's door. I listened and heard mumbled
voices, the knocked. He answered, obviously hard and invited me in. It was
porn and he'd been jacking off. "I need this" and groped his cock, "BADLY"
I pleaded. He stretched and I kneeled in front of him, looked up, tilted my
head back, opened my mouth widely then tuck my tongue out. He pulled his
thick hard dick out of his boxers spanked my face with it and teased the
head in and out of my mouth for about 10 minutes; before beginning our
ritual. "Watcha want", "your cock" "Whatcha Need" "your cum" "How you gonna
gt it ", "sucking it from your dick Sir PLEASE", "Open wide", "ahhhh",
"Take it", "mmmmmmmmmm", "Deeper", grrrrrrrrrrruup", Work for it",
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm", "Almost got it, got my nut, almost",
"rrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmrmmrmrmrmrmrmrmrmrmrm",
`Gofor,aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,
ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT",
"mmrrrrmmmm", "That's all you get, no go back to bed"................I
climbed the stairs with my Man's cum in my stomach and slept like a
baby.........................