Date: Fri, 29 Oct 2021 15:58:26 -0500 From: Jake Stone Subject: "Wrong Side of the Tracks", Part Eleven Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I lose interest when you lose interest. Let me know how I'm doing! 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:: Jordy faltered for a moment with fear and then recovered. The dude was fucking his kid in front of him so he was pretty sure he wasn't going to get killed. "Just the kid. Couldn't get it up for the wife sir." he dead panned. His face still looked a bit anxious but he wasn't scared. Casey grinned at him and said, "Don't blame you bro. Kid has a tighter cunt." then he looked directly into Jordy's eyes, "Since you got to it before I did you're going to have to be my bitch a few times. I'm going to find it necessary to fuck you." "I understand sir." Jordy said as he let his shorts drop, "I wouldn't have it any other way." That day the layers started to peel off of Casey's hidden self. But he wasn't all the way there yet. He knew his paranoid fantasies and the lies from the right were still messing with him. Couldn't shake it off. He's better. A lot better. But he wasn't there yet. He knew "Q" was a cult now. Shay, from the motel, he found out was a fellow Marine. A fucking alpha stud like him. And he was comfortable being gay. He would have to talk to him this visit. Invite him in and let him know his struggles. If Shay is comfortable in his life then maybe he could help Casey become the same. Right then he made the decision, this fifth recon mission was not to prove "Q" right. It was to save himself. Part Eleven:: Casey headed to the motel at around 2 PM after saying goodbye to Bash and Jordy. The trip could take up to an hour and a half depending on the way he was going. Although he was hoping to have fun he was really wanting to talk with Shay. He hoped Shay had time for him. Something about Shay gave him hope. Knowing he wouldn't be wearing much at the hotel he dressed in just some cut offs and a wife beater. He had worked out earlier and felt like he had a decent swole going on. His scent from the workout was giving some fluff in his own groin. He put on some flips for the hot pavement but hated wearing shoes when he didn't have to as much as he hated wearing clothes. He had a small overnight with him with something to wear if he went to dinner and a fresh wife beater. But other than that, a tooth brush, tooth paste, lube and poppers. Jordy and Bash had introduced him to poppers. He was in an excellent mood. A call about the new job came in yesterday. He was cleared and would be expected at the main office in a week. He quit his security job that afternoon when he punched out. He would need the week to move their meager belongings to Palm Springs and to get Bash enrolled at Palm Springs High School. Bash and Jordy would have to work out where they went from here. He supported them all the way. Jordy finally put the house up for sale and has been hanging out at our house until it sells. After six months of knowing the kid Casey has really come to like him. And he takes a fuck as well as Bash does. But those two are basically a couple, for now. All love sick and shit. But he didn't think it was forever. In any case when it comes to sex they love to share with dad and dad didn't mind at all. Luckily the wife, soon to be ex, has stayed away. Bash texts with her now and then but their relationship has cooled to the point where he is happier without her. Casey finally parked at the motel 90 minutes later and walked into the office door. He was disappointed when he saw that it wasn't Shay at the reception desk. It was a younger guy he had seen around before but never talked to. Seemed like he mostly did the grunt work around the motel. "Oh wow, um, Hi" the young guy said as his eyes roamed over Casey from head to toe. the guy's voice actually quivered a bit, "Welcome back, I'm Cole. Are you checking in, um, I hope...?" The young guy was cute but nowhere a stud like Bash. Thin, well toned, just cute. Had on just a pair of Speedos. Might be a good fuck. Casey would consider him if the choices were thin. "Um...yeah. Casey Montgomery. I guess you remember me. Shay said he would reserve something for me." His disappointment of not seeing Shay right away distracted him for a moment but he was recovering. He couldn't wait to see Shay again. Not the type he would usually see himself going for but there was a strong pull there. "Yep, sure do. Who could forget" he grinned at Casey with lust in his eyes, Then he looked through the reservation app on the computer, "Here you are. Shay must like you." Cole said. "Um, why do you say that?" Casey was surprised. "Well he gave you the suite by the pool at the usual rate. Usually goes for a lot more." Cole smiled. "Oh, I didn't know that. He really didn't have to." Casey was really surprised now. "Well, in all honesty, he'll do the same for regulars sometimes. So you seem to have been promoted to a regular." Cole said as he handed him a key card after collecting cash from Casey, "It's room twelve stud. If you need anything, anything at all, I'm ready to service, um, help you with service." Casey's confidence came back and he grinned at the pup, "Thanks Cole. I'll keep it in mind." and then to give the boy a bit of a show he said, "Mind if I get ready before I leave the office?" "Get ready?" Cole asked with a curious look. Casey kicked off his flips and put them in his bag. Then he lifted off his shirt. Folded it and put that away as well. Just as he was about to pull the buttons on his shorts he asked, "You don't mind do you? Been waiting all week to get comfortable here." A small whimper came out of the boy before he said, "You're the guest." Casey pulled open the buttons with a quick motion. Then let his shorts fall to the floor. His perfect uncut thick cock laid over his balls. Cole's eyes were bulging out. Casey picked up his shorts and put them away as well. "Thank you. Feels much better." "You did look a bit hot." Cole said. Casey pulled up his arms flexing his biceps and then sniffed his left pit, "Yeah, I sort of reek." "Oh god. Um, well ... I can't really smell anything from here." Cole nervously said. "Then come over here and let me know." Casey stayed in position. He was enjoying this. Cole stood up, evidence of his attraction to Casey was throbbing, barely contained, in his speedos. He walked over to Casey. When he was close enough Casey put his right hand on the back of Cole's head and then pushed his face into his left pit. Cole was breathing in heavily. He even stole a lick or two. Casey made sure to coat the boy's face with his sweat. Then he abruptly put his arms down forcing Cole back. He picked up his bag. But before he left the office he said into Cole's ear, "Wear me for the rest of the night. Don't wash it off." Exasperated, the boy said, "Yes sir." He stood there shaking a bit with anticipation. But that was all Casey was going to give him. He turned towards the entrance to the courtyard leaving the office. Cole stood there staring at the man's thick muscled ass as he departed. No matter who fucked Cole tonight he was going to be picturing that stud above him. Casey walked into the courtyard and felt himself relax all of a sudden. He loved this small but lush tropical retreat. The rectangle courtyard of the complex had a large kidney shaped pool in the middle with a winding walkway around it. The sides had just enough room to allow for palm trees and tropical plants. Right next to the pool there was a concrete deck with some lounges. There were also lounges hidden among the foliage. For some private moments he gathered. He had a few of those moments during past visits in those bushes as well. He walked to the other side where he found his room. It was nice, just a bit bigger with a bedroom. Same type of furniture as the other rooms though. He stowed his gear inside and left the room unlocked. He didn't have much with him. His one credit card he brought was locked in the truck. He just had his fake ID and some cash hidden in the lining of the overnight. He did put on his shorts real quick to go out to the truck and get a twelve pack he bought on the way here. He went out the locked gate and was able to come in that way again with his key card. Once he put the beer in the mini fridge. He was all set for a night of letting loose. But he still wanted to talk to Shay first. As luck would have it Shay was coming out of the office after Casey had grabbed a beer and went out to the pool. Shay noticed him right away. He was actually hoping to see him after Cole told him that he was already checked in. Shay made a b-line for Casey. When Casey looked up and saw Shay walking towards him he broke out in a sort of sweat. He would like nothing more to rassle with the dude. See who comes out on 'top'. Although Casey hasn't ever been fucked he would consider Shay to break him in. Shay was wearing his normal sorong. His beefy body looked awesome next to the colorful fabric. "Casey, glad to see you made it bro." Shay said as he approached Casey with his hand extended. Casey took his hand and shaked while he smiled and thanked him. "You all squared away?" Shay asked. "Yes, and thank you for the room. Very generous of you. I wasn't expecting it." Casey said in sort of a bashful way. "No problem bro. Let me know if there is anything you need while you're here." Shay offered. "Well since you offered. I was wondering when you might have about 20 minutes or so to talk." Casey inquired. "Oh? What about?" Shay asked in a friendly, but curious, manner. "Well, I....Shit, I'm not totally sure. Well, damn...now that I got you I don't know where to begin." Casey admitted. "Tell you what, let's go over to the residence, it's private and it looks like you got a load to get off your mind. We can talk and have a couple of beers. No one needs me till the bar opens at five. Sounds good?" Shay asked. "Well yeah, that would be great, I'll go get my shorts on." Casey was about to turn back to the room. "No need buddy unless you really want to. There is a walkway right to the backyard of the house. No one can get in or see in without a key. So if you're not shy follow me. If you want just bring the beer with you." Shay said as he turned to the hallway by the office. "Sounds good to me, I hate clothes." Casey said and he followed the stud to the hallway. At the end of the hallway was a door. It was painted the same color as the walls so you didn't really notice it. Looked like storage or utility. Shay opened the door with a key and then walked out to an alleyway. When they got into the alley Casey noticed the high fence and two locked gates. One to the street and one to what looked like a residential stucco fence. When Shay opened that gate Casey was amazed to see that the backyard was even more beautiful than the motel's courtyard. "Pick a seat man and I'll get us another round of beer. And we can put your twelve pack on ice for later if you want." Shay said as he took the twelve pack from Casey. Then he walked over to the pool bar. When he reached the bar he untied his sarong and left it on the bartop. Naked, he walked back with a couple of beers and sat next to where Casey was sitting. "Start when you're ready bro. We got time. But just one question before we start." Casey nodded at him, "Military background?" "Marine, 10 years." Casey answered. "Semper fi brother." Shay said with some passion. "Semper fi" Casey responded, "And thank you for this." "Now that I'm sure you're a Marine brother I'll never turn my back on you. Whatever you need." Shay said. "Thanks, I appreciate that." Casey said, "I guess I'm having a hard time, well, I never wanted to be...Fuck man. How do you do it. You're a fucking stud and you're gay. And you seem so at ease. I hate myself. I get angry. All the time. Then I got involved with 'Q'..." Casey was going a mile a minute. "Whoa whoa...Hold on buddy. First let's go to the 'Q' thing. When I got out and I wasn't on my meds I became all conservative too. Thankfully 'Q' wasn't around. But it seemed like the only way to not be me was to rail against it. Being angry, and it got so bad I even became homeless. So I know what you are going through to an extent. I can't speak about 'Q'. I have an opinion but that won't help you right now. But trying to rail against what you are is going to make you angry. I had to learn that the hard way." Shay explained. "Fuck, you were homeless? How did you get out of that?" Casey asked. "My partner, he saved me. Well, we saved each other. We both are Marines as well. Met overseas. Both of us weren't on the right meds. We helped each other get straightened out. It was a process but it helps when you have someone to get you through it." Shay explained, "I want to ask you stuff but I try never to ask guests personal stuff without permission." "You don't have to ask. Brother." Casey felt like he had a friend for the first time in a long time. "Ok. Good. Right back at you. Now, as your new friend I need to ask if you are on meds." Shay started with a hard one. "I was. I went off them because of 'Q'" Casey was honest. "He says that the government gives them to soldiers to further control their mind." "Casey, man, do you really believe all that horse shit?" Shay asked. "Yes, no, fuck! I don't know. I'm all fucked up man. I think I want to think they can fix me. Make me a man." Casey said, getting a bit emotional. "Dude, I'm looking at the finest example of a man I've seen in a long time. Don't ever think otherwise. Liking dick doesn't make you a girl buddy." Shay said, and then, "If you really want help and you are really reaching out to me, I will help you. But your first step, and this is just my opinion, is to stop listening to the "Q" person or thing. From what I've read it's actually a couple of people. But I'm not sure." "You're right. I know you are. My son says the same thing." Casey said. "Your son? Does he live with you?" Shay asked. "Yeah, he does. His boyfriend is staying with us too until we move. We're moving here, to Palm Springs." Casey admitted without realizing he just outed his son. "OK brother. This is where I find out where your head is at. So your son is gay right?" Shay asked. "Well yeah," Casey chuckled nervously, "Hence the boyfriend thing." "How do you feel about your son?" Shay found a way to change Casey's track. He hoped he did anyway. "He's the best man. Little stud in his own right. He's 16 and loves gymnastics and wrestling. He's done other shit but seems to go back to those two. He's pretty smart too. Smarter than I was at that age. I love him more than anyone on this planet. I just wish I had a better relationship with him earlier in his life. But I was away for so much of it." Casey's eyes lit up describing his son. His anger, behind his eyes, and confusion disappeared while he did. For the moment anyway. "So you love your gay son and he's a little stud?" Would you consider him all man?" Shay asked. "Fuck yeah man. He'll take on the world by it's nuts." Casey said in a cocky way. "So you love this little stud that is all man more than anything on earth. Why can't you love yourself? You are a big stud and all fucking man." Shay asked. Casey sat there looking at Shay. His mind went blank. He had no response. Shay gave him time. When Casey still didn't, or couldn't, respond Shay went a different route. "What do you think of me?" Casey's eyes twitched. He came out of his daze. "Fuck brother. Stud in your own right." "So the gay thing doesn't stop the stud you say you see? You find me attractive?" Shay asked. "Well fuck, yeah, I mean....putting me on the spot...usually I'm attracted to younger guys. Nice big asses. Former jocks and shit but you, yeah you do things to me. I know you have a partner and shit. And I'm just a guest. But yeah, you flip my switch." Casey admitted. "Well, as far as the guest thing goes, we're beyond that now. First and foremost we are former Marines. Which makes us family. Nothing comes between that. As far as my partner goes. We love each other and are loyal but we share. Now back to you. You love and, basically adore your gay son. You find your new friend, a fellow gay Marine attractive. This gay Marine finds you totally hot as fuck and there is nothing more that I want to do but reach out and grab you. Hug you, kiss you and get whatever I can from that insanely perfect body of yours. So again, why can't you love yourself?" Shay took Casey's hand. It was risky at this point but he felt like Casey needed the connection. "You want to kiss me?" Casey asked bewildered. "More than anything right now." Shay admitted. He stood up still holding Casey's hand and then he pulled Casey up to face him. Looking right at Casey he asked, "Is this alright brother?" Casey put his left hand right above Shay's right hip. More to steady himself than anything. He wasn't hard yet but there was blood in his cock. Shay seemed to be in the same state of arousal. Turned on but apprehensive. "Yeah, it's ok. Better than ok." "Before we go any further, you gonna get better for me, for you, for your son?" Shay asked. Casey winced when Shay said, "...for your son".... because it hurt that he could ever disappoint Bash. "Will you help me?" Casey asked. Almost breaking down. The emotion in his face gave Shay pause. But Casey having someone that understood was what he really needed. "All you had to do was ask, brother." Shay said as he pulled Casey in for a hug, "I'll take you to the VA myself and help get you on the right shit. Then we'll work on you loving yourself. Fuck you're ripe!" "Yeah, sorry about that. Worked out before I headed here. Didn't bother with a shower." Casey said sheepishly. "Nothing to be sorry about." Shay lifted Casey's arm and dove into his pit. Shay was actually growling as his tongue tasted the man's rich musk. "Oh fuck yeah bro. You as twisted as I am? Fucking down with that?" Casey asked as his cock filled more with blood. Shay lifted himself off of Casey's pit for a moment, "You have no idea, brother. No idea. Welcome to our sty." Then he dove in again. He reached down and was happy to find Casey had gone hard. Shay let go of Casey's arm and went straight for his mouth. Letting Casey taste his own stink on his mouth. They made out hard. Sloppy and raw. Both their breathing had gone heavy with growling and moaning. As they kissed Shay asked, "You ever been fucked bro." "No," Casey answered in Shay's mouth. "You're going to fuck me this time. Then I'm going to work on your hole. Going to help you clean out. Going to stretch you before I enter you. I'm going to cum in you and piss in you. My DNA will be coursing through your body when I'm done with you." Shay continued to slobber into Casey's mouth as he talked. "Is that something that you can be down with?" Casey actually whimpered into Shay's mouth. He never whimpered before. His son did. Hell, Jordy did once in a while. But Casey never did. Not until he was owned by this man, right now. "Fuck yeah. I'm down with whatever you give me man. Fuck!" Shay backed away leaving Casey wanting, "And no more of the guest shit. We're friends. From this point forward. Tell each other everything. Till we're stripped raw. You need it. Hell we're not only friends, we're family bro." "Yeah. No secrets." Casey agreed while he gazed at Shay's lips, wantingly. He had never been kissed like that. Raw, masculine determination. He kissed the boys at home but never like this. It made him feel, well, like a fucking man, he thought. "I cleaned out before I went to the motel. Never know what's going to happen." Shay explained and then winked at Casey. "So before we work on you let's get your cum in my ass. I want to hold it in there while we work on you." Slightly out of breath Casey said, "You said you had to be back soon. To the motel. I don't want to hold you up man. I mean..." "Cole and the other guy can handle it. I'm not letting you go now that I have you. If you want to go back and see what sort of luck you have I understand...but..." Shay began. "No!" Casey all but shouted, "This is better than...well anything I can think of....I don't want to leave." "We have a group of friends here in the desert. All Marines, except for two, an Army grunt and an FBI agent, I think you would fit in. We're all mentally recovering from one thing or another. And they're all fucking hot. We all share our time with each other. When you're ready I'll introduce you. But I sort of want you for myself for a while." Shay said as he started kissing and licking around Casey's face and neck. "You taste so fucking good." "Won't your partner get upset if I'm around?" Casey was really concerned. More because he wanted as much as he could get from Shay. "Pat has his own interests. Even when we're apart, exploring other things, we love each other and we're loyal. Not much jealousy. Because we're pretty much the same. Twisted and slutty. You mind that?" "Twisted and slutty? I think I'm ok with that. I'm no angel." Casey said thinking about all the taboo shit he's done with Bash and Jordy in recent months. Before that his experience was lacking but it was his own son and his boyfriend that showed him some stuff. He was very reluctant to share that information with Shay. Shay led Casey into the house and then into the master bedroom. Once on the bed they explored each other again. At one point Shay was sucking Casey's ample cock while his cunt was placed firmly on Casey's mouth. Casey was loving the stud's ass. Couldn't get enough of it. Eating Bash and Jordy's ass was nothing compared to this man's experienced and masculine hole. After a few minutes in that position Shay's itch was driving him crazy. As a versatile top he didn't experience it often but a man like Casey definitely set it off. He got off Casey's face and moved his body around so that he was facing him. He took the lube off of the nightstand and coated Casey's cock behind him. Casey just watched as the man lowered himself. Shay's tight shaved snatch sucking him in. The weight of Shay was definitely different than having one of the boys squat on him. Casey waited for the man to get settled onto his pelvis before he moved. He took in Shay's cock while he did. He caressed it and felt the raw power of it. He was conflicted if he would be able to take something this size. But he already agreed with his new friend that he would. He didn't want to disappoint Shay. He desperately needed his help and friendship. "Don't worry. By the time we get to that point you'll be ready. I'll make sure of it." Shay said. Casey felt like the man could read his thoughts. But then he thought that the way he was looking at the cock was probably a good indication of what he was thinking. Shay was just perceptive. Soon Shay was traveling up and down the shaft that he was impaled on. Taking all thoughts out of Casey's head. The pleasure of the hot tight hole was enough to entertain his mind for now. But he began to want more. He wanted some of the control. Casey pulled Shay down for a kiss. A hot steamy kiss that had them both growling and moaning into each other's mouths. After he got his arms around Shay's back he rolled them over putting Shay in bitch position. His legs wrapped around Casey's hips and crossed on his back. Casey ended the kiss and pushed up. He spread his own legs to give him leverage and then grabbed the back of Shay's legs to push them back against his chest. Shay didn't mind. He preferred a rough fuck if he was going to get one. He was sure the powerful stud above him could deliver. "Think you're going to make me your bitch brother?" Shay asked. "Make me spread my cunt for you when you want?" "Fuck! I wouldn't mind. Hot fucking cunt like yours should be used more. I fit so well in it. So hot and tight." Casey long dicked him as he answered. "Been wanting this ass. The way you strut around the motel. You and that fucking sarong you wear. Just wanted to take you from behind. Lift up your fucking skirt and plunge in." "Ah, fuck! Going deep fucker. No one fucks me that deep. Fuck....uggh." Shay was really feeling the large cock embedded in him. "So you wanted to rape me. Take me without consent. That what you were thinking?" "Would you have put up a fight?" Casey was getting cocky. He always did when he fucked. He acted shy and humble at times, when he wasn't angry, but he had a mirror at home. Hell, he would have let himself fuck him. But Shay is just as, if not more, of a stud as him. He wasn't sure until this evening if he had a chance with the man. He isn't usually unsure of a hook up as he has been about Shay. "I'd fight a little to make it more interesting. But, no fucker, you can have me anytime you want. After I have you, of course." Shay said with a strained voice. It was true though. Casey was one of a kind. He wanted him in his circle of friends. He even wondered how Pat would feel about a truple. His mind was racing. His ass was feeling better being fucked than it ever has. Would Casey be down with what goes on around here? With Rory? He'll have to test the waters. But at this moment and time his only mission was to include Casey in whatever capacity he could. It might be his hormones and prostate talking but at this moment that's all he could think about. Casey's mouth crashed onto Shay's mouth in response as the scene was so fucking perfect. Casey wanted to fuck Shay with everything he could. His cock in his ass and his tongue in his mouth. Casey was having his own inner turmoils. He knew Shay had a partner but he wanted the guy. More often at least than just friends with benefits. "You're so fucking hot" Casey said into Shay's mouth as both the spit was making a mess of their faces. Neither one of them cared. "Keep fucking me brother. You feel so fucking good inside me." Shay responded into Casey's mouth. Neither one of them wanted to disconnect. The pressure was building in Casey's balls. He usually lasted so much longer. Everything was so intense. He didn't know if he could control it. He lifted his head and looked down at Shay. His face showed the conflict. Shay saw it and knew what was about to happen. "It's ok brother. Let it go. I want it." Shay said, reading his thoughts again. "It's too soon. I usually....ugggh!! Oh fuck! Oh fuck. I fucking ....cumming....take my fucking load! FUCK!" Casey came in the most powerful orgasim he could remember. Then he felt Shay cum in between them. Shay's ass massaging the load out of his cock. He didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay inside him forever. Casey collapsed onto Shay. Both of them breathing heavily, coming down from their orgasmic high. Shay wrapped his legs and arms around the man. "That was fucking..." "...HOT" two voices came from the bedroom door saying it in unison. Casey and Shay looked towards the door. Casey, surprised, froze, but Shay wasn't surprised. Rory liked to watch and be watched. "Oh hey Rory, Sean. Meet Casey." Shay said as though they weren't naked and sweaty on the bed with Casey's cock in Shay's ass. Casey still didn't say anything. The two guys were young. Almost as young as Bash. All they had on was shorts. They were both studs for their age. Casey was wondering what the dynamics around here were and why Shay wasn't being more modest in front of them. "Where'd you find this fucking stud?" Rory asked, already thinking about how to get the new guy into his hole. "Hey, be respectful. He's family." Shay said. "Another Marine?!?" Rory and Sean said in unison again. Shay laughed. When he did Casey fell from his hole. "That's unfortunate" he whispered to Casey and then looked at the boys, "Casey is a new friend and yes, a Marine. But he doesn't seem to know any of the group. So don't scare him off." "Well he has a nice ass. Too bad we're both basically bottoms." Sean said. "Hey, speak for yourself. I've ridden you enough this weekend to qualify as versatile." Rory argued. This sparked another chuckle from Shay. "Boys, boys. Anyway. Now that you two showed up I think I'll have to have a serious talk with Casey. So if you can make yourselves scarce for a while. And close the door on your way out. I promise we'll come out and chat soon. Go to the motel and make sure Cole hasn't let everything go to shit for me." "Ok" Rory said begrudgingly. He wanted to see more of the stud. But he had a feeling he would soon, "Come on Sean. Maybe there's some new dick to look at." As the boys left and closed the door Casey looked down at Shay with a huge question on his face. "Yeah. Ok. Get off me and sit up. I'll explain." Shay said. Casey rolled off of him and then pushed himself up against the headboard. Shay sat up, Indian style, and looked over at the stud. His heart raced a bit looking at the man. What was happening to him? Casey was feeling the same way but his mind was reeling from the boy's appearance. "So," Shay began. Casey was looking at him expectantly. He hadn't said a word since the boys showed up. "Rory is Pat's son. My partner. Sean is the son of Billy. Another Marine and member of the group of friends I told you about." "So Sean is Rory's boyfriend, I guess?" Casey spoke for the first time since the intrusion. But he whispered. Shay could tell that Casey was wondering what he got himself into. "No. They just became friends actually. But they knew each other at school." Shay said. "High School" Casey asked not wanting to know the answer. "Seniors. Both jocks. Traveled in sort of the same circles but didn't know about each other's mutual desires, so to speak, until last evening. Rory's boyfriend is actually Philip. Pat took Philip to see his grandparents in Michigan this weekend. They're getting old and Philip didn't know how much time was left. So Pat took him." Shay explained. "Philip's parents couldn't do that?" Casey asked. "Mother's not in the picture and the dad is in prison for at least another decade. He lives here with us. Him and Rory share a room." Shay decided he was going to have to be honest with this guy. He wanted him around. "What are you not telling me?" Casey asked. "And why is Rory fucking Sean if Philip is his boyfriend?" "Well, as you know, Pat and I aren't exclusive. Neither is Rory and Philip." From this point forward Shay knew he was treading on thin ice. Then he said, "I don't want to keep any secrets from you Casey. But the secrets in this house don't leave this house." A bulb sort of went off in Casey's head. His eyes opened wide and they almost bugged out of his head. It wasn't because he was all that shocked. It was because he had a fear of his own secret getting out. Shay saw Casey's reaction and knew he was putting two and two together. Had he gone too far. "Look, maybe this is too much for you, too soon. I mean we're not saints around here, and I know you are just getting your footing in your new life. Shedding baggage along the way. But I want you to know I'm going to be loyal to you no matter what. I'm still going to help you....." Shay started. "Shut the fuck up." Casey said out of the blue. "What...?!?" Shay began. "Shut the fuck up and kiss me." Casey said, "I'm not going anywhere." "Do you understand the dynamics around here?" Shay wanted to clarify. Needed to. To let this man in. "Yeah, everyone fucks each other. Just like my house. Now are you going to kiss me?" Casey asked. He let it all out fast. He didn't care if he screwed the pooch, he wanted to be included in whatever this was. "Fuck, for a screwed up Marine you sure are surprising. The next thing is how to explain you to Pat." Shay said. "What's there to explain?" Casey asked, but he had an idea of the answer. "How I see you fitting into our relationship. We have three bedrooms. The den could be another bedroom. Your boys could have one. And you could have the other one, or stay in here, what do you think?" Shay was rattling off. "Whoa whoa there brother. Bash and I secured a piece of shit trailer already. I am moving to town but for a new job. Not sure if Jordy is coming with us yet or not. And you have Pat to consider. What would he think of all this? I hate to say it but Bash would be a little slut around here knowing him. And would I have to put out for Pat too?" Casey was himself rattling off the issues. Shay chuckled a bit at that one. "Pat's mostly a bottom and a slut. He does top about 25% of the time but one look at that weapon of yours soldier and he'll ask what took me so long to land you. Sounds like Bash will fit right in. But you think about it. And I'm going to go get your shit out of the room and refund your money. You're staying here tonight. With me wrapped around you. Can you handle that bro?" Shay asked. "I can handle tonight. We'll talk more about the rest. Don't you think I should meet Pat?" Casey asked. "Hold on" Shay said as he picked up his phone off the nightstand. He pressed Pat's contact button and pressed video. Pat answered, obviously waking up from a nap. There was a light brown skinned arm wrapped around his bare chest. "Hey babe. Sorry we're napping, Philip has a big night planned for us." Pat explained, "What's going on?" "Hey my sexy man, I wanted you to meet Casey." Shay shoved the phone Casey's way. Casey waved, totally embarrassed. "The mystery guest at the hotel. Nice to meet you finally Casey. Saw you strutting around a few times. Looks like the two of you have gotten familiar." Pat grinned. Shay brought the phone back to his face, "More than familiar. He just fucked me." "Well he must be special to get into that closed up hole." Pat was more awake now, "Was it as good as it looked?" Shay pointed the phone at Casey's half hard cock and said, "Better" then, "So, Casey's a Marine." "We sort of figured he might be. So he's family now. What else?" Pat asked. Casey was surprised at Pat's embrace. He showed it on his face. "I think you might enjoy it if we included him. And his boy. And his boy's boyfriend." Shay spit out. He wasn't even sure if Pat would be up for it. "Ok. As long as he's comfortable with all the sluts around the house all the time." Then he turned to Philip, "You ok with a new family member, or three it sounds like?" "The more the merrier as far as I'm concerned. Does Rory know." Philip asked off camera. "Not yet but he just met him. Found us in post orgasm. Which was kinda hot." Shay said, "I'm sure he won't mind a side of beef like this being added to the family." Shay giggled. "You got that right brother." Pat said as he laughed a bit himself. "Welcome to the family Casey. I'm going to get another hour of sleep. I have a feeling Philip is going to make me a whore tonight." Pat said. "Can't make you what you already are, Pat. Bye Shay. Welcome aboard Casey. Can't wait to meet your boys." Philip waved into the camera. Casey finally saw the hot hispanic boy. Well, stud. He wasn't no boy. "Pat, are you sure you're down with this?" Shay asked, really hoping he was. "Babe, I trust you with my life. If you feel good about Casey being a part of our lives, our relationship, then I'm down. Now, I'm going back to sleep. Move the fucker in but don't wear out his cock. I'll still need my honeymoon with him." Pat smirked into the phone, "Now, good night and have fun. I love you." Pat ended the call. "What the fuck?" Casey said while letting out a huge breath of air. Shay thought he might have been holding it in since the call started. "You ok?" Shay asked. "Dude, I wasn't expecting any of this. I was just hoping you and I could bond so I could get some help. Have a friend that knew what I was going through. I wasn't expecting, in a couple of hours, to become included in someone's relationship." Casey rattled off again. He wasn't mad or sad, just bewildered. "You could always say no. I don't want you to but you could. Obviously Pat, and he doesn't go into things lightly, is ok with it." Shay said. "Could Bash and Jordy come down tomorrow? To meet you and Rory? And Sean I guess." Casey made sort of a decision. "So you're leaning towards yes?" Shay asked. "If my boy is comfortable with it I am. But one more thing. No more secrets, right?" Casey asked. "Oh, Oh, you and your boy are serial killers and you want to slice me up? I'm a combat trained mother fucker, bring it on." Shay tensed all his muscles and did a faux stance of getting ready to fight. Casey laughed for a bit, for the first time in a while, and said, "If I was a serial killer why would I be telling you about it beforehand. That's stupid." "Well, I guess that's true. Ok, what's the big mystery and how many more are there after that?" Shay asked amused. "I think only this one is left. Other than that we haven't really told each other everything about our early lives, but there is one lie that I've been telling. And it sort of has two parts." Casey admitted. "Spring it on me bro." Shay said. "My last name isn't Montgomery." Casey said. "Makes sense. Unless you were adopted. You don't look like a Montgomery. But I never questioned it. And keeping a low profile as you explored makes sense too. No judgement." Shay said. "Well, remember, that is only half of the lie. The other half is that I started coming here because of "Q". Somewhere along the line they convinced me that all gay people traffiked young children, like before puberty, and I was looking for proof at first. Then, after like my second time here I started to have some fun. I didn't see any evidence of little kids anywhere. I was confused. I wanted to believe it so I could convince myself how bad it was to be gay. Does all this make sense." Casey seemed to get it all out in one breath. "Brother, that "Q" bullshit is a cult. Thankfully you started the deprogramming yourself. Do you see yourself still believing any of that stuff?" Shay asked, "And how do you justify your home life?" Shay tried to be non-judgemental. And he wasn't judging Casey. He was judging the people that took advantage of people like Casey. "Well my son started the deprogramming I guess. He's a smart one, the little shit. He keeps at me, keeps me on my toes. He has more hope in me than anyone has ever." Casey said. "Until me!" Shay said and leaned over to give Casey a lite peck on the lips. "You still mean that. After what I just told you?" Casey asked. "Bro, you're not on any meds that could help you with the anxiety and paranoia. From what I can tell you saw the same kind of rough shit I saw overseas. In that fucking sand dune they send us to to fuck us up and then they don't seek out and help us after. No one will understand you better than the group of friends you are going to brought into by me. So, let me make it clear. You, one hundred percent, are not going anywhere unless you decide to. You are welcome in our home and my ass anytime you want it." Shay said. "So what is this mystery last name of yours so Pat and I can put it on the marriage license?" Shay tried to look serious. "Dude, I think that is still illegal. Two guys ok. Three not so much." Casey laughed. "Yeah, yeah. We'll figure it out. Name?" Shay asked again. "Torres. I'm mostly Puerto Rican, I think." Casey answered. "You think?" Shay asked. "Mother took off when I was five. My dad says she was at least half Puerto Rican. But he was never sure of the other half. He was, as far as he knew, one hundred percent. But we've all heard the stories about the DNA stuff. Who knows what we really are." "That's true stud. But that perfect tan skin of yours comes from somewhere exotic. It totally turns me on." Shay said, getting himself horned up again. "Oh yeah? Well your pasty white ass totally turns me on." Casey grinned. "Pasty? You asshole." Shay said as he went in for a deep kiss. They made out for a few minutes and then Shay continued, "When can we work on the other half of the relationship?" his cock was going hard. Casey's eyes got wide. "No one's ever gone there man. Not even one of my fingers. Well, I've played with it on the outside buy rarely breached the ring." "Then you don't know what you're missing. Trust me?" Shay asked. "Probably too much." Casey struggled inside again. Wondering how this could all happen so fast. "Time for us to get into the shower" Shay said. "I'll get your shit out of the room later. I can't wait anylonger to make your ass mine." Casey's eyes went wide with fear. Then he thought of a way out of it, "You told the boys we would be out to talk with them." He hoped that would stall things. "Those boys are knee deep in cock right now. Come on pussy. Time for me to make you mine, ours." Shay grinned. Casey reluctantly followed Shay into the en-suite. When they walked into the room he saw a very large shower with multiple shower heads. "When a curtious bottom is getting ready for a top there are some preperations that need to be made." Shay explained. "Yeah, I know. Bash explained his preperations to me before. Never thought I would ever be in the position to do it to myself though." Casey said with dread. "Oh baby. You won't be by yourself. I'll be with you every step of the way." Shay said. "Won't that be sort of gross man? I mean I know we all shit together in the latrines and shit but..." Casey began. "Exactly. I'm not afraid of whatever you got bro." Shay said as he turned on the shower heads. Once the water was comfortable he got in and removed the drain cover. Then he beckoned Casey in. "Hands against the wall and spread them soldier." "Oh fuck, really going to go through with this?" Casey said as he did what Shay requested. Shay lubed the end of the wand and also fingered a little lube around Casey's hole. He wanted the experience to be as comfortable as possible for the stud. "I'm going to control the flow of water so it enters you slowly, then you are going to bend over and hold it in as long as possible. Once you start slightly cramping squat over the hole. We'll do it till the water runs clear. Got it?" "Yeah, I fucking got it. Fucker. Can't believe I'm doing this for anyone." Casey said. Once Casey's first experience with maintainance was complete they soaped each other down. Cafefully not letting the soap touch either one of their pits. They were both freaks for pits. Casey found the experience so intimate and loving that he forgot how gross it actually was. When they were toweled dry Shay said, "On the bed on all fours." "You're going right for it?" Casey asked with fear in his eyes again. "No fucker. Just listen to me. I told you I'm going to make this so you want it again." Shay said. "I doubt that will happen. But ok." Casey relented. Casey did as he was asked and got onto the bed. He was shaking from the reluctance he had about this whole situation. Then he felt Shay's hands on his ass and back. Rubbing him gently. After a few minutes he felt his cheeks spread apart and Shay spreading his legs further with his knees. The next thing he knew was that he was being ate out like a bitch. The sensation was surprisingly pleasent. He caught himself moaning a couple of time. And then, what he feared most, he whimpered. Shay's expert tongue and fingers were making him submissive. Making him want Shay to go further. A moment later poppers were shoved into his face out of no where, "Take a couple hits babe." Casey complied. He wasn't a stranger to poppers as a top. But he had no idea what would happen to him now, as another man's bitch. He took a couple of hits and then, after only a few seconds, felt his own cunt opening up to Shay's tongue. In spite of himself he was pushing back on Shay's face wanting more. How could this be happening to him? Shay gave it a few more minutes. Once he was convienced that he had gotten Casey relaxed he knelt up on the bed. "We're going to go nice and easy babe. No need to tense up. But Casey did tense up. He was about to be made a bottom. Everything in life he didn't want to be. Yet, he couldn't help the feeling of desire. The desire to swallow Shay into his body. He felt the blunt end of Shay's cock lining up to his most private spot. He had played with his own hole, might have pushed a finger tip inside once in a while, but it was all to catch his own earthy scent. The scent was what turned him on. He didn't know a stud's tongue would make him feel this way. Shay held his cock at the entrance. Just giving enough force to make it's presence known. Not enough to enter the ring. While he did he caressed Casey's body, rubbing it up and down, grabbing and stroking his cock once in a while. "I'm going to push a little more bro. Just a taste for you. Got to get into that ring. It's the hardest part. Trust me brother. I don't want it to hurt too bad. I want you to enjoy it." Casey took a couple more hits of poppers preparing for the inevitable. As he snorted in his last hit he felt a searing pain. It lasted for about 10 seconds but it was intense. "Fuck! Goddamn that fucking hurts. You fucker!" Casey yelled out. "Shh, shh babe. I'm not moving. That was the worst of it. The rest of it you'll feel stretched and some pain but nothing like that. Tell me when you relax some more." Casey huffed the poppers more and more. He was almost getting dizzy. But he was also getting horny. That warm feeling that the poppers gave you intensified. Before he knew what was happening he was pushing back. Back towards Shay. "Fuck! Fucking baseball bat fucker. Ruining my ass." "Slow down buddy. You're doing great. I'm letting you control it." Shay said. Casey took one more hit of poppers and then put his chest and shoulders all the way down on the bed. His ass sticking up like a bitch in heat. He could just imagine what a site he was. Whoring for someone that a few ours ago was a stranger. He spread his legs even more and pushed back. He hated himself. He hated himself because it was starting to feel so good. He wasn't sure when it started but Shay's cock felt almost perfect in him. He wanted more. "Fuck me" he said in a whisper so low that Shay thought he misunderstood him, "What's that bro? What do you need?" Shay asked. "Fucking fuck me. Fuck me harder. Please fuck me." Casey was almost delirious the way he was asking for it. "If you're going to fuck me do it. Rape my fucking ass fucker!" He was becoming demanding. "You sure stud? That's what you want? Me to own this ass? This fine fucking ass I've been salivating over?" Shay asked picking up his rythm. "I'm not sure I'll be able to give it up, you up, you down with that?" he pulled all the way out with his tip barely in and then slammed back into Casey's hole. "Urggghh, FUCK!" Casey said, "Fuck yeah, fuck me...ugggh...fuck!" his face was sideways on the bed. His arms sprawled out with the poppers still in his right hand. He relaxed completely. Allowing his body to be owned by Shay. "I'll want this again." Shay said as his sweat was beginning to drip onto Casey's back. "Anytime, uh, urggh, oh god, ....anytime fucker." Casey got out, "Only for you, you. No one else, please. Only you." Casey was whispering, pleading. "Feels so good. So good. Please." "Never know. You might like Pat. Might not just want to fuck him. He's hot too. We can both put our loads into you. Try to get you fucking pregnant." Shay said fucking faster. "Anything man. Just fuck me. FUCK! Fuck it hurts." Casey said. "Yeah that good hurt, huh fucker? The kind of hurt you can't get enough of. Like you gave me man." Shay said, just before..."Auggh fuck! I gotta fucking cum. Take my load fucker. Auuuugrh! Fuck!" "Oh fuck man, of fuck. I can fucking feel it." Casey said as he let his own load pump out between them. Shay pushed in hard at least five more times as he kept his hands on each side of Casey in a prone 'push up' type position. Making sure his load was all the way in there. Producing a deep grunt from Casey each time. Casey laid limp but with his ass pushing up. Actually trying to keep Shay inside of him like he was an experience bottom. Shay was surprised. Pleasantly. "You ok babe?" Shay asked with a sort of loving voice that Casey really wasn't expecting. "Yeah," Casey answered in a loud whisper, "What the fuck just happened?" "Well from my end probably one of the best fucks I've ever had." Shay said truthfully. He was in sort of shock himself. "I'm going to pull out slow bro. Try not to let me spill out." he backed out slowly. When he was out he bent over and gave Casey's ass a lick and a kiss. Caressed it for a moment full of awe. "I'm in love with you ass brother." he said as he fell to his side and stretched out next to Casey. He put his hand on Casey's back and caressed him up and down as he looked at his worn out lover. "I can't believe I'm saying this but I think my ass is in love with your cock. What did you do to me?" Casey asked still just laying there. Not wanting to move. "How do you feel?" Shay was a bit concerned. He really did want to make sure Casey was alright. "The most relaxed I felt in, like, ever. Safe. Fuck, I don't know. It's like you fucked the anxiety out of me. Maybe your the only meds I need." Casey grinned. "I'm down with that. I don't even have to make house calls if you're here." Shay was even more hopeful now. Casey smiled up at him. Then a bit of concern crossed his brow. "But we pay our way man. No charity. I may have just been fucked like a whore but I still pay my own way." "So you're saying yes?" Shay asked lifting one eyebrow. "Well, unless the boys freak out, especially Bash. But, I'm willing to give it a shot. The trailer is paid up for three months. I'll keep it as a fall back plan. Deal?" "Fucking deal. Can we go get your shit Monday?" Shay asked. Casey laughed, "Why do I get the feeling you're not going to let me out of your sight?" "Because I'm not. Not until I have you locked away naked in this house." Shay said amused. "Naked isn't a problem. The locked up thing will have to be discussed. Is there a safe word?" Casey asked. Shay laughed. Then he said, "I'm going to run over to the motel and clean out your room. Bring it back here. I'll also make sure they haven't burned the place down. It is Saturday night after all." "You want me to go with you?" Casey asked. "Fuck no. No one else is going to get their claws into you. Tonight at least. Fuck who you want after that but tonight it's just you and me brother. I'm even going to tell Rory to leave us the fuck alone." Shay smiled, and then as he was about to go out the door he said, "Make yourself at home since, well, since you're home. And, not to sound like a love sick school girl or anything, but you've made me pretty happy tonight man. I hope you're half as happy as I am." "Fuck, in spite of myself, I'm pretty happy. I have a sore ass, but I'm happy." Casey said, realizing that he was telling the truth. After Shay left Casey lay there, naked and sweating, not wanting to move. His anxiety really had all but disappeared. He was sure it would rear its ugly head again but for right now he was in peace. Now he just had to break it to Bash. He was sure Bash would be up for it but he also had the feeling it would be Jordy's way out. He saw Jordy going back to the coast after his grandparents house sold. But Casey didn't think there would really be any hard feelings all the way around. He would call Bash in the morning and ask him to come down to the house. Jordy was welcome if he wanted to come. It only took about 30 minutes and Shay was back carrying Casey's overnight and the rest of the twelve pack. And he even had the cash that Casey used to pay for the room. "There we go. You have stuff here. You officially live here." Shay smiled. "Doesn't a change of shirt and today's clothes qualify as more of a sleep over rather than a move in?" Casey said laughing. "Not in my book, brother. And especially not today." Shay said as he got on top of Casey and made out with him. As they kissed and devoured each other's mouth Casey realized it was going to lead to more fucking. He felt Shay's cock hard against his stomach. He was just afraid of who was getting fucked. Because he knew it was going to be him, not Shay. But was he really all that afraid? Would you like Part Twelve? Bash meet the family? Pat and Philip come home? Write to me! 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