Simon Says

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Simon removed his shoes, it had been a long day. He quite liked his job, but found that he got tired at the end of the day. While he wanted a wank, it was all a bit too much and he settled in for a beer instead. He stroked his cock, but couldn't quite manage much more.

He thought about the day gone by, there had only been a few respites. Just before lunch a young guy had come past his desk and waved. He wondered if this was a come on, but being on a call to Tel Aviv he couldn't stop or do anything more than half heartedly wave back.

The rest of the afternoon had just been boring.

On the tram on the way home he had seen another youngish guy who looked like a possible prospect but he got off two stops later, and though he turned around and smiled there was no way they were going to connect. So Simon got off after another five stops and wended his way home.

He felt pretty desultory, as he sat on the couch and wished there had been a bit more to the day

-oo0oo-

Solly threw the old roses out of the bucket. Today had not been very busy. They had sold a few arrangements, but were left with half a dozen big clumps that just had to be dumped. By tomorrow they would be useless.

He took off his leather apron and sighed. This didn't seem to be going anywhere.

"Hey Solly," his silence was broken, " we need to chuck these or they'll reek before tomorrow"

George was standing in front of him and waving to the back of the shop. With some reluctance he put the apron back on and headed over to the back of the store.

"I think this is ridiculous," Solly said, "we could give these away and someone would get at least a little joy from what we are throwing away."

"You are such a romantic," said George , as he chucked him under the chin. And he laughed .

Solly laughed back and felt a bit amused. He was always aware his cock got a little bit firmer each time George touched him. This didn't puzzle him, he had known for two years that George had this effect on him. Indeed almost any other guy started to give him a hard on given half the chance.

-oo0oo-

So, it was by curious chance that Simon and Solly actually met. They lived within two streets of each other and that night they both decided they needed shopping and that they had to buy something or other, drinks or pickles or maybe both at the local corner shop. They had possibly had a nodding acquaintance in times gone by, but at the checkout they looked at each others' baskets...soda water, mustard pickle and milk and laughed

'Snap!" said Simon as he waved his hand over his basket and indicated the exact same items in Solly's tray.

"We must be twins!" Solly had joshed, " brothers from another mother!"

They laughed.

"I'm Sol" the older guy offered as he held out his hand

"And I'm Sh'moon" preferring the Hebrew contraction , " or you can call me Simon."

They laughed and shook hands.

"Do you want a drink?" Simon asked, " I'm killing time!"

They laughed again. For both of them Gaydar was working overtime as they sat down to lattes.

Conversation was bland, they both lived close and complained about rubbish removal and parking.

"So," Simon proffered, " are we flirting?"

Solly laughed.

"I think so. Are you up for it?"

They downed their coffees and paid.

"So, yours or mine?" Simon laughed as he asked.

"I don't care, let's just do it!"

Solly pulled Sh'moon close to him and they touched their lips

"Yes, let's just do it!"

Simon followed, and they gathered a head of speed arriving at the apartment.

"I need to be fucked!" Simon offered

"Well I can do that, and a whole lot more. And I need to be fucked as well!"

Solly took Simon's face into his hands

"I need to drink your spunk!"

"Well I'm up for that. I'm leaking enough now. I want your spunk too!"

They touched their lips and their tongues locked. They both thought that they would explode but knew that they needed to wait for a little time.

"I need to come now!" said Simon

"Just wait, I want you to spray your jizz all over me."

Solly took Simon by the hand and stroked his cock through the bulge in his cords.

"Don't, I'll come in two strokes if you keep on doing that"

He kissed him deep.

Solly could feel the heat, and just wanted to luxuriate in this new found friendship; he could not believe that this was all coming to play.

He broke the embrace and rushed to the well, pulling out a white rose.

"I want you to have this."

-0--0-0-

"I met this guy the other day," Solly looked at George, " he wanted me to suck his cock."

George was partly fazed,

"Well did you?" he asked

"Did I what?"

"Well, suck his cock?"

"Of course I didn't," he lied, unsure of how George would take it, " I would have, but we were just playing around. And I thought you would at least like to know and either join me or tell me not to do it!"

They gazed at each others' eyes

" You don't need my permission, we've always agreed that we could fuck around, just keep it open and honest."

He kissed him on the lips and Solly felt at least partly ashamed that he was not being truthful.

"Just tell me all about it. And how good his jizz tasted.!"

They both laughed. George just shook his head, he didn't expect anything and really didn't care that Solly had sucked another guy off. He knew he would have done the same

"We are such sluts," Solly whispered, "I just love everything about you."

They were silent

"I trust you, you know that don't you?" George proffered, "I know you love me, and I trust you if you fuck anyone else and you will tell me. In fact I love it when you share the details. But I trust you"

Solly knew he was secure in George's arms, and that the crap of relationships had evaporated.

"So can you fuck me now?" Solly asked,

"Only if you will fuck me too!"

And they did, both ways!

-0--0-0-

Sh'moon found himself thinking about Solly almost every waking moment. But he had no way of contacting him, they had flirted outrageously and touched each other up.

He had sucked him off and let him fuck his all-too-ready arse.

But they had not even exchanged phone numbers. He found himself hanging round the supermarket and the coffee shop, but had not seen hide nor hair of him.

He noticed new guys every day and was turned on by most of them. Age didn't seem to matter much, and he never gave a second or third glimpse to skin colour. He knew that most of the guys he eyed-off were cut, they were either Jews or Palestinians. Occasionally there were Nordic and British types, and he could see a twisting dick snaking its way down the trousers. It was clear when guys were going commando, and he always suspected that `commando' meant they were up for it. He wondered what an uncut dick would look like. He didn't get to see many. Indeed, he hadn't seen an uncircumcised cock at all. But he did wonder.

"Excuse me!" his boredom was broken , " can you tell me me how to get to Independence Park?"

Simon looked at the guy who was asking the question, he seemed about 6 foot and had blond hair and blue eyes. A quick glance assured him that there was a snake loose down the guy's jeans and that it certainly seemed commando.

"It's not far away, it's off Ha Yarkon Street, near the Hilton; there's a couple of buses that could get you there. Only about quarter of an hour away."

"I have plenty of time I don't need to get there until 7"

Simon smiled. He knew the guy didn't want to get there until dark. About thirty minutes away. Life changed in Independence Park after dark.

"I can show you how to get there if you wait for quarter of an hour, which should give us plenty of time. It's on my way home."

"Oh, wow, that would be great; but I can't expect you you to do that."

"No problems," Simon offered, pretty sure he had hooked a player, " I can get you there on time...I'm Sh'moon, " he held out his hand, "I don't bite. And you can call me Simon if you prefer!"

They touched hands and laughed.

"Cool, I'm David...you can call me Oz!"

Simon looked puzzled,

"It's short for `Stralian. I come from the Land Down Under!"

Simon laughed, "Well that is cool, I've heard about you guys."

"Well I hope it's good."

"Oh yeah it's good."

They laughed and Sh'moon showed him where to wait until he finished his shift. He was sure that Dave's snake looked more alive than it had done.

Dave wondered about this new guy. He seemed pretty cool, and was happy to roll with the punches. He had a coffee and waited for him to come.

"Well let's do it," Sh'moon had arrived, " it's not far from here.!"

Dave picked up his pace and joined him

"So why are you doing this?' Dave asked.

"Well I assume you have a Grindr appointment, " he replied , " and I thought either I could join you, or if it doesn't work out we could just fuck each other."

He turned to look at him.

"That's the usual reason you go to Independence Park after dark!."

Dave was vaguely shocked that he had been so comprehensively sprung, but could only muster a laugh,

"B'dang...I guess you caught me out. But I am up for it"

"So what did the Grindr guy say? Is he telling you to hit the toilets. ?"

"He just said to message when I got there"

Dave stroked Simon's face and pecked him on the cheek,

"You are one hot little guy, I think I would like to rim your hole and then get you to fuck me"

"Me too,' said Sh'moon, " Rim and be rimmed. Fuck and be fucked."

They both laughed, and grasped each others' hands.

Sh'moon kissed Dave's cheek and whispered,

"So are you uncut?"

Dave laughed, he knew what the question was . Simon wanted to taste his foreskin.

"Let's just say. I'm not a Jew!"

Simon could feel his cock get harder. He wanted to touch Dave but resisted.

It was sunset as they arrived. They stopped to look. And had a moment of quiet.

Dave brushed Simon's hard on. He was sure he heard a moan.

"Don't stop, I want to put my spunk inside you." Sh'moon uttered,

"That's OK I want it too, I want everything about you...piss, kiss, cum, rim...cum and ...yes more CUM!"

"Sounds like we are on the same page"

They both tweeked each other's cocks. And their lips touched.

"Let's do it!." Dave laughed and off they went.

They grasped each other's hands and laughed hilariously.

"So where did he tell you to meet him?" Simon asked. It was clear they were now going to do this together.

"Let's go to the fountain!" Dave suggested, knowing that is where his contact had suggested.

It was dark when they got there. Dave leant by the fountain wall waiting for the contact, he wasn't sure there was anyone there.

Simon was watching, but wondered if thus was going to happen,

Then a guy sidled up. He spoke to Dave, and it was clear that this was the contact. It was fairly intoxicating to watch a hit take place . He looked at the two of them as they touched each other on the face. Then the pickup guy touched David on his cock, a touch he was more than receptive to, Simon thought this was hot and got really hard.

In truth he looked on and felt a little jealous...he liked David ...but also wanted as much cock as he could get. He was glad that David was getting a little touch up and hoped he would get more . He knew that he himself liked being touched, but he also liked oral sex, rimming and being fucked.

But when was that going to happen?

"Come on over," it was Dave, waving to him "we have a surprise for you!"

He naturally went . The Grindr companion had been found.

In the dark he knew Dave was there with this random guy and there was an air of excitement,

"Kneel down and take your present," Dave whispered into his ear.

Simon knelt, knowing thick pube thatch was just what he wanted,

He could smell the sweat and the pheromones of the open flies, his mouth was already salivating,

The cock he took into his mouth seemed more than ready, and he welcomed it and it soon got to full hardness.

"So how is that?" Dave whispered into his ear,

"It's fucking great, but I also need you up my arse."

He turned and looked at Dave and their lips locked

"You know I am not Kosher," Dave quipped

"Yess I know that, but I want you to be the first goy to fuck me!"

Simon could feel the cock in his mouth, and jumped when the fucker kissed him on his lips.

"This is for you boy," Solly said, "you can have my cum any day. But I want your arse as well."

Sh'moon turned and could see both Dave and Solly standing before him with dicks erect.

"I think this calls for double-dicking," Dave laughed not knowing what he had stumbled into.

"I don't know about that" said Sh'moon, laughing and secretly hoping it might be true.

Dave had sunk to his knees and taken the circumcised cock into his mouth,

"Oh," he laughed, "there seems to be something missing...did you leave your foreskin somewhere?"

Both Simon and Solly cracked up.

"Oh that's Ok!" Solly quipped "I left mine at home too," and paused, "about twenty eight years ago. But I'm more than happy to share yours."

"Me, too," jumped in Sh'moon, "I would like to taste yours and I think we can probably get over it." He dipped his head and took in Dave's more than ample cock,

"Oh yes," he mumbled as he laughed, " that's pretty tasty, and will do just fine."

Solly had knelt behind the fortunate Dave and already his tongue was piercing the hole that they both wanted to fuck. Dave had no idea that they knew each other and that he was being played just a little.

"I agree, " Solly said, " it is indeed pretty, and it's tasty and will do just fine."

With each word his tongue flicked Dave's arse and elicited a scream of delight.

"We need to fuck you Dave , even though we don't have a foreskin between us."

He laughed and kissed him.

"I just want you," Dave screamed, "both!"

"I want both your cocks in me, shooting your cum, I want you both to fuck me at the same time"

Sh'moon was pretty hard and ready to shoot.

Solly leant over to him,

"Not yet," he whispered, " we need a proper climax...Get down and lick his arse"

Simon knew what was going on, and kissed Solly deeply

"You know, " he said, "I love you more than all this. I want you more than all the cock my arse can take. I don't care how much spunk there is to drink. I love you. And I want your spunk up me, in me, on me."

"OK but for now you need to fuck and suck Dave. And I will come and spray my cum all over you when we have done."

He knew Solly was a total cum-whore, and he wanted him to have it all.

_00-00-00_

Dave wondered what the fuck had happened. He had fucked these two hot guys. Yes, they were Jews, but so what? He had lived in Tel Aviv for three years and it had never been an issue.

The young one, Simon or Sh'moon as he often styled himself, seemed a bit of a come on and had dropped a card in Dave's back pack

"Hi, " Dave had said when he rang him, " you may not remember me"

But Simon had already picked up that it was Dave. Somewhere along the line the mobiles were known to reveal the caller's number.

"Of course I know who you are; you are the guy who's got more dick skin than I have," they both laughed

"O yeah, you're Sh'moon, the comedian with the cut dick" and he laughed nervously, " we had a good time the other day."

"I liked it a lot, are you after more ?"

"Well maybe," Dave added , " I do want a bit more . But also I'd like to take it a bit slower."

There was a silence and he added

"I don't just want to suck you off in the back of a car. I need a bit more than that."

Simon paused a little

"Well I think we are both on the same wave level ...though I'm quite happy to be sucked off in the back of a car... But I could think of better places. And I would rather like to rim you, to suck you and swallow anything you have to offer.If you want to piss on me or let me piss on you...then I would REALLY like that !! Perhaps I can ring you in a couple of days"

He hung up, and Simon was some what taken aback.

What had that been all about? Did Dave want him or not

"Well, I do think we are both on the same page," he reiterated as they hung up, remembering their previous excitement; but couldn't help but wonder what that page was.

-00--0--0-00-

Tuesday, two days later, he still hadn't heard. It was then that he bumped into Solly again, and was glad to see him.

"So, how are you getting on?" Solly had asked, "and how is the lovely Dave?"

Simon could feel himself tearing up, and didn't want to; but was quite overcome.

"I think that was a fling that has been flung," he snorted, "I had hopes, but it's been days and nothing. The bastard.!"

Solly touched his cheek,

"I'm surprised," he said, "he seemed really into you. And why wouldn't he be, you are one helluva guy."

Simon knew there was much to say, but couldn't quite find the words.

"Do you think we could fuck?" he asked, "I need something to touch my pain."

"I don't know that's a good idea, I mean of course I would fuck you but is that what you need?"

Simon knew that Solly was being wise, and trying to not complicate an already difficult circumstance.

He leant in and kissed Solly firmly on the lips, their tongues lashed. It was really intimate.

Behind them they could hear a noise of disapproval , they'd overlooked that they were in a public place. An older woman was walking past, and they both laughed simultaneously as they realised that they had disgusted a puritan.

"Thanks," Simon said, "I needed that. And perhaps you're right, spraying cum over each other might just complicate this. Another time; and I don't think that woman would have appreciated it!"

-00--0--0-00-

Solly meanwhile was working overtime, after they left he got on the phone to George. The lover with amazing contacts throughout Israel.

George had already told him after he had related in detail the tale of the dirty Grindr fuck that he had an idea who Oz was; the tech genius who worked in the so called Silicon Wadi in Ra'anana

It didn't take him long to discover that Dave was no ordinary guy. His tech expertise seemed to be extraordinary, his security clearance seemed to be phenomenally high.

"Why the fuck" Solly wondered "was a grade AA spy fucking around in Independence Park after dark?"

George just shrugged. He had no idea what they had got themselves into and any explanation just seemed facile. He knew all too well that even the brightest of them found that their brain slipped and lodged in the head of the penis, with usually chaotic consequences

However his connected researches led him to discover that O'Shaughnessy was well known as a promiscuous gay fucker and, what was more, he didn't seem to care. Or need to care, who knew.

George had friends in high places who knew that Oz fucked around.

So it was that by Wednesday, a day after he had begun researching that he was picked up by the Special Police and `invited' to attend an interview.

George, not normally given to being panicked, did feel a little under siege.

The quite handsome and engaging young interviewer, who introduced himself as Phil Soldmann, seemed keen to put him at his ease,

" This is not a problem Mr Stein," he was quick to proffer, " we are just aware that you have been making enquiries and wonder what you are trying to find out."

George remained silent, unsure of what the best course of action was; and assumed that when talking to police it was better to say nothing rather than prattle on.

"I mean, " Soldmann smiled, "I think you probably know that Oz is a special case, and we do not want him compromised by you or anyone else."

"I don't do compromise," George asserted, perhaps a little too firmly, " he is after all one of us."

He looked Soldmann in the eye for a whole three seconds, and then they both blinked and laughed,

"Yes," Soldmann said, " he is indeed one of us!"

He coughed a little,

"Of course that is not a problem these days, unless you choose to make it so."

"I won't be doing that," and wondering if he should try his luck, " but of course if you think I need to be persuaded then," he paused for effect..." then I am open to be persuaded."

Soldmann laughed , and George laughed back.

"Well shall we ?" George suggested, and touched Soldmann what in other circumstances would be called `inappropriately'

Soldmann unzipped his fly,

"I think I could let you suck on this for a little while, if it will help you to remember"

George took hold of Soldmann's cock and fondled the hardening tool,. It didn't take Soldmann long and the fat floppy worm soon became a rigid sex stick. George slipped to his knees, and took in the deep aroma of the cock, he opened his mouth and swallowed it deep,

Soldmann groaned.

George's own cock was bursting, he knew it wasn't far away from shooting.

But he also knew that he still needed to get information that had not been forthcoming.

Phil's cock was already leaking copious amounts of premium precum, and he was loving every single drop of it.

"I need to know about Oz," George blurted out, "this is not security stuff, this is personal"

Phil reluctantly pulled back, his cock disengaging from George's mouth.

"I can't tell you about what he does"

"I don't need to know that! But who the fuck is he?"

Soldmann pulled out,

"I think this is over" he said.

"I don't think so, " George countered and pulled the Agent into him until their lips met. In a moment of silence they touched and then their tongues began to intertwine.

"You are a fucking bastard!" Soldmann exclaimed, knowing that he had been totally sucked in. In more than one way!

"So who is he?"

"He's a Dr David O'Shaugnessy, from the Australian Science Institute. He is a world science brain and on a scale of one to ten, he's a number eleven. He's not married, and he likes boys... well he actually likes men I should say; in particular he likes your friend Sh'moon...and we are not going to let him fuck up everything because he can't control his cock!"

"So," Solly quipped, "you're telling me that in exactly the same way you have have given in because I have sucked your cock, he's likely to do the same!"

Soldmann laughed,

"You are a tricky bastard, you just can't fuck with my boy."

"I'm not going to," he thought it best not to tell Phil that he had already done so, and added

"But I do know someone who needs to fuck your boy, and who needs to be fucked by him".

Solly chucked Phil under the chin,

"In the meantime, are you up for it?"

Phil laughed, it was wrong, even unprofessional, but he found George engaging and neither of them was going anywhere.

He dropped his hand and stroked George's cock through the material of his sweats. He could feel both the heat and the hardness.

"I suppose so," Phil laughed

Once again their lips met, and then their bodies crashed into each other.

It wasn't difficult to suck each other and then rim in the sixty nine position.

Solly wondered why the Security Agency was littered with all these gay guys, well they were cum sluts really.

-00--0--0-00-

Simon had been distracted for days.

Dave seemed to be receding into the distance.

It didn't matter so much, there were other hook ups, but increasingly he realised that Dave had been something different.

Dave rang four days later.

"Where the fuck have you been" Sh'moon demanded, "you can't just string me along like this."

"It's work," Dave had protested.

"I don't know that I can do that," Sh'moon bellowed, " if this is going to work, I need to know who you are and what you do. Can you do that?"

"I want to, I really want to...I think this can work" Dave seemed desperate to convince Simon.

Simon wasn't sure.

And once again he hung up

-00--0--0-00-

George and Solly worried about Sh'moon, they had both had bizarre calls trying to find out what he should do. They had even countenanced whether he was suicidal, and so kept up contact at least twice daily. In the end they had persuaded him to come over and stay at their place, so they could keep an eye on him.

"I don't want to get in your way," Sh'moon had said, " just tell me to get lost if you need to fuck or anything."

George had taken Simon's face in his hand

"Look, we'll tell you if you need to go and wank!" they both laughed, "but maybe we'll just invite you to join in."

He kissed him on the cheek, and lingered perhaps a little too long.

Simon knew they both loved him, and was more than happy with the heavy physical contact they shared. They had all sucked and fucked in various combinations, even all three together.

Simon had taken Solly's cock up the arse, while sucking George to completion. There was more cum than you could shake a stick at, and they all seemed to enjoy it.

"I love cum, " said Simon, as he licked the last drops from George's cock, "and you taste so good."

He licked the head of George's big dick, and almost swooned; he could feel Solly ramming his arse. And just loved it.

As he came down from the high, he could feel that there was emotion welling up him.

He wasn't surprised, and he knew it was about Dave.

Solly was quick to respond, and tapped his face with a light slap

"Don't worry, it will all be fine,"

his hand slipped lower and stroked his dick

"No guy can resist this, " Solly rubbed the hard rod and then put his hands into the briefs and found the treasure of joy.

Sh'moon just moaned, he was so glad to have friends who knew how to do this to each other.

"I want you to love MY cum too," Sh'moon laughed.

"Oh, I do" said Solly, and took him in his mouth.

George laughed as he watched them both, and slipped into Sh'moon's crack his tongue pushing deep.

Simon screeched, and laughed hilariously, the feeling was sensational. Every single nerve end seemed to tingle. He shot at least four volleys of hot cum into George's mouth.

-00--0--0-00-

Dave knew there was an issue; the Chinese needed him to deliver. There were two (what they called median guys) Xian Jian and the other Zhang Rang.He wasn't sure if they were related, or how their names connected, they were, perhaps brothers or cousins. He felt discomfited that he couldn't detect family similarity.

Zhang spoke passable English but was happy to address Dave first in Cantonese, and then as he realised that the good doctor could readily understand Mandarin, to move into

"So," he said "we do not want to compromise you Dr O'Shaugnessy"

Dave smirked a little at how the Irish surname sounded in Mandarin,

and Zhang creased his lips

"I don't mean to be discourteous...but O'Shaugnessy is not exactly an easy word for me to get my lips around."

They both laughed, and Dave just brushed the comment away with a wave of his hand.

It was clear that they were on the same wavelength and they tittered as Dave mouthed,

"Shaugnessy.." and then rather naughtily "I get that, and what about Zhang Rang, and Xian Jian."

All three of them burst out laughing realising that Dave's Chinese inflections were better than their Anglo-Irish accents.

" I want," Zhang continued, "to assure you that this is not about political correctness. We are well aware dear Doctor," he said with almost total reverence, "that you are entitled to relate as you want."

Dave took it all in, not quite sure of what was being shared.

" We don't want any of your scientific knowledge to be squandered, or shared inappropriately; but we want you to be able to live happily in the Chinese Republic"

Dave kept quiet,

"So are you telling me," he continued in Mandarin, "that I am to suppress my sexuality and focus on the great stuff"

"On the contrary," Zhang replied, "we know you have a clear idea about what is confidential science. We just don't want you to be blackmailed. The State of Israel's very good at that."

"Well, so is the People's Republic," Dave threw in, "and with quite devastating consequences."

"Let's change the focus a little."

It was Xian, who had hitherto been silent, who now spoke.

"We don't care, dear Doctor," Xian almost bowed, and then launched in with profanity, "who you want to fuck.We just don't want you to be careless of your expert wisdom."

He heard what both of them were saying.

And heard the expression `Expert Wisdom' as if it was a Confucian epithet requiring you to bow each time you heard it

"Don't see any conflict," Dave interjected, " I'm just not going to conspire with injustice."

"Neither are we," Zhang interpolated, "that's why we were assigned to you. We are with you. You are one of us"

Dave wondered if the phrase `one of us' had the meaning he presumed.

"So, are you both `one of us'?" Dave asked"

"Oh yes," Xian laughed, " we are all together"

"They know," Zhang emphasised the word `They', again and laughed, "they think that the State controls everything. But that's not quite true, we have deeper more personal loyalty."

Zhang, who was stunningly attractive in the tall Chinese way, laughed at him

"We are loyal to the State, but we are united to our true brothers."

Again he seemed to hear the Confucian epithet: "true brothers"

Dave wondered if he could trust this loyalty.

"So why are you holding me prisoner?" Dave grimaced

"You are not a prisoner," Xian chipped in,

"We just thought that we should fuck with you a bit"

There was a bit of quiet and that polite laughter that both Israeis and Chinese share

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