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    Tales from Gledhill House

    Introduction

    Andrew McBride, Nathan Neilson, George Alcock, Scott Cook , Giles Hennessy, Alan Morris and Tom Lightfoot all featured in the story Andy works late... What follows is a peep into the future of these men, how their paths crossed and who knows what besides....

    Chapter One

    They both liked what they called their quiet time in the evenings when the work of the day was over and they could sit and reminisce over a shot or three of their favorite single malt. It had been Scott that had first broached the idea of a guest house. That was way back when they were both about to come to the end of their army careers and have to look for a way in which to settle into civilian life. George was doubtful that they could succeed but agreed to give it a try and there they were three years later feeling totally satisfied by their achievement. The house stood overlooking a small harbor that was a Mecca for fishermen and those who liked to sail up and down the rocky coastline that was a feature of the area.

    ‘Never fancied boats myself,’ George would say.

    ‘No but you have fancied enough guys who sail in them,’ Scott would reply. They had settled down together like an old married couple and while they ran their guest house with military precision it was both homely and welcoming, especially to gay couples. This fact was discretely advertised in the gay media and although their neighbors were aware of it, they had come to welcome the two old soldiers into the local community. One of the joys of running the establishment was that they got to know a great many like minded couples who were often willing to share stories of their lives and experiences. Many were prepared to be quite graphic in their details and that made the story telling all the more fun.

    It had been a quiet day, it was near the end of the season and the last of the regular guests who drove up to the coast had left that afternoon. George had just poured another round of drinks when the phone rang.

    ‘Ok, I’ll get it as I’m on my feet,’ George said and headed over to the reception area and the telephone. ‘Gledhill House, how may I help you?’ George said in his most charming voice. Scott always laughed at the way George answered the phone. ‘Whatever became of your sergeant’s bark?’ he would exclaim.

    ‘I would like to book a room for two if possible,’ came the voice down the line.
    ‘Yes and when and for how long,’ George asked.

    ‘Three nights from tomorrow night if possible, please.’

    ‘That will be fine, what name is it, sir?’

    ‘Name? Oh yes, my name is McBride, Andrew that is and my partner is Mr Lightfoot, Thomas Lightfoot.’

    ‘Do you want a double or a twin room, sir?’

    ‘Oh a double would be just fine, if that is OK with you.’

    ‘No problem, sir,’ George said knowingly. ‘And when can we expect you?’

    ‘Midday, is that acceptable – maybe you can recommend somewhere for lunch on our arrival.’

    ‘Most certainly sir, we look forward to seeing you.’ George hung up and noted the names in the register. As he wrote them he thought, ‘Could it be? No... too much of a coincidence and he went off to tell Scott.

    ‘McBride and Lightfoot you say? Could be... last I heard of them they were bound for somewhere hot and unpleasant. They must have left the army by now if they are the same guys. It will be interesting to meet them,’ Scott replied.

    ***** ***** ***** ****** *****

    Andy put the phone down and turned to Tom and smiled. ‘Well that’s us booked in, I think that sounded like George on the phone – older and less commanding I would say. Let’s hope the place is as good as your friend Freddy made it out to be. But then three nights should not be a problem.’

    ‘We can always move on, there must be plenty of places with vacancies this late in the season,’ Tom replied as he stretched out on the couch in the den of their house. ‘According to Freddy Gledhill House is clean and comfortable and the hospitality good while the price is not over the top – what more could you want?’

    ‘If mine hosts are to be Alcock and Cook, we could be in for an interesting few days. It will be good to catch up on those two old queens.’ Andy said.

    ‘You mind they don’t catch up on you,’ Tom said grinning from ear to ear. ‘They had their way with you all those years ago and you may have to sit on your butt to protect it from further forays if they are as randy as they were in the past.’

    ‘My butt is your butt,’ Andy quipped in a mock Spanish accent, playfully punched Tom’s arm. Tom grabbed him in a head-lock and said, ‘Well prove it!’ Their lovemaking had lost none of its vigor over the years and it didn’t take much to get them going. Both were wearing only wife beater shirts and sweat pants, their clothing of choice when relaxing around the house. They would frequently wear nothing at all or maybe just briefs unless it was on the cards that one of their neighbors might call round. Jane Spinks, the elderly lady next door nearly died of shock when one day Tom had answered to door to her when he was stripped naked. He told Andy that her reaction was such that it was possible that she had never seen a man’s cock before. Since that day she had made fairly regular calls to borrow this or that or return said items. Tom was convinced that she wanted to see more of his cock but was unwilling to oblige.

    Jane would have been shocked to see them now as they were head to toe on the sheepskin rug in front of the couch giving one another head. Both men were in excellent shape and looked much younger than their age. They still looked like brothers and bore the effects of the hot desert sun that had burned its mark on them when they served abroad.

    They came almost simultaneously, relaxed for a while then gathered up their discarded clothes and began to plan their trip for the next day.

    To be continued
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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Got it! "On" it! Sounds promising!

    I'm looking forward to this "Further Perspective". THANK YOU!, Auto!

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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Sounds like we've definitely had a "fade to black" followed by a leap to the future.

    Also sounds like we're in for some fun.


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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Always nice to peer into the lives of a more mature couple, particularly these two hot numbers. Andy and Tom haven't really changed from their first encounter. George and Scott seem to have grown gracefully into entrepreneurship. The stories they all can tell will certainly be entertaining. It will almost be like a "family" reunion......lol Thanks for continuing, Auto.

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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Great new story, Auto!

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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    A great off shoot of the other story - sounds very promising can't wait to read more

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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Chapter Two

    part one...

    Andy and Tom were quite overwhelmed by the welcome they received from Scott and then George and soon they were comfortably settled in a quite splendid room with a sea view. ‘These guys certainly know how to run a guest house, the facilities here are five-star,’ Tom remarked after he had inspected the private bathroom. ‘There is even a Jacuzzi in there, I didn’t expect that.’

    ‘Time for that later, let’s go downstairs and see what is on the dinner menu, I asked George to recommend somewhere for lunch when I made the booking and he suggested a place called “Village Green”. Andy said.

    ‘Don’t they do lunch here?’ Tom asked.

    ‘Seems not, anyhow I could do with stretching my legs after our drive up here and we can get to see something of the place. ‘ Andy replied. They went down to the lobby and were greeted by Scott. ‘Hi, everything OK with your room?’

    ‘Yes, absolutely fine, we were wondering about dinner. What’s on offer tonight?’ Tom said.

    ‘George has got in some really fine steaks but we can offer fish if you prefer?’ Scott said.

    ‘The steak sounds good to me, how about you Tom?’ Andy said.

    ‘I can always eat a steak, that will be fine for me,’ Tom said enthusiastically.

    ‘Dinner comes with a condition,’ Scott said. ‘It’s on the house if you can come up with a good story to entertain us afterwards. Failing that the cost goes on your check.’ Tom looked at Andy and they exchanged nods and winks. They had a story to tell and it would be one to earn dinner.

    ‘You’re on,’ Andy said. ‘What time is dinner?’

    ‘Seven for half past – drinks in the bar which is right through there should you fancy an appetizer before you take your table.’ said Scott pointing the way. ‘We have no other guests this weekend, so please make your selves at home.’

    Having taken their leave of Scott, the two men walked down to the harbor and wandered round admiring the craft moored there. ‘I always fancied having a private yacht and sailing around the world,’ Tom said wistfully.

    ‘I would have to have a crew to do all the work,’ Andy said. ‘I recall being in a place rather like this several years ago and as we sat at a waterside bar a butler was serving dinner on a yacht moored just across the way, that seemed idyllic at the time but I guess like all things the novelty wears off after a time.’

    ‘I would love to give the novelty a chance,’ Tom laughed, ‘fat chance though on my army pension!’

    They found the restaurant the George had recommended and went inside for lunch. There was quite a party atmosphere inside and they were made very welcome. The beer was good and the seafood excellent.

    ‘So what story do we tell them after dinner this evening?’ Andy asked.

    ‘Without doubt it will have to be the one about our desert adventure,’ Tom replied. ‘That was just about the most unforgettable experience I have ever had.’

    ***** ***** ***** ***** *****

    Later that evening when they were sitting in the hotel bar exchanging pleasantries with George and Scott; Andy asked if they knew the whereabouts of Giles. It was Scott who answered, ‘You know what he was like... he was the kind of guy who liked to live life on the edge. When he left the army he settled in Bangkok but Giles being Giles, he had to do something out of the ordinary. He opened a bordello but instead of providing girls for his clients, he offered the services of the lady boys for which Thailand is famous. He started drinking and got careless, he became infected with HIV and eventually developed AIDs. He died six months ago.’

    This news about Giles put a cloud over the atmosphere. ‘Come on,’ said George, ‘you have to tell us your story to cheer us up.’ Scott brought another round of drinks over from the bar and that sat round to listen to Andy, who was to tell the tale.’

    ‘It started when we were both sent to Afghanistan. We had both been transferred to an army intelligence unit and we were sent out on a night time mission with a small group to locate Taliban positions. It was intended that we should find where the enemy was established so that artillery could be accurately used against them. Night out in the country can be very dark; the only light that night came from the myriad of stars and the pale sliver of a new moon. Our progress was slow as we had to make little if no noise if we were to be undetected. Moving in a single file along a dry river bed, Tom was in the lead and I was at the end of the line.

    We had made some progress and were about a mile from our base camp when I was suddenly grabbed and a hand was put over my mouth so that I couldn’t shut out to the other guys. Strong hands carried me off and I was blind folded and gagged with my arms tied behind me. I was then marched along with what felt like a gun in my back. I had no idea of direction or distance. I was aware of a number of men around me as they exchanged whispered words and grunts of acknowledgement. After what seemed like an age I was pushed to the ground and my blindfold was roughly pulled off. In the dim light of a fire, I could see that we were in a cave, a dozen or so tribesmen clutching rifles were peering down at me while one was tying my ankles together. A tall guy with a livid scar down the right side of his face knelt down beside me, his foul breath almost caused me to puke as he spoke in heavily accented English. ‘Tomorrow you will die when our leader gets here. It will b a slow death and you mutilated body will be left as a warning to your comrades. All foreign dogs will die unless they leave our land!’ I was mortified. There was nothing I could do but hope that I would be missed and a rescue mission mounted,’ Andy said.

    At this point Tom took up the story. ‘We could not be sure how long we had been moving forward before Andy was missed. Word was passed up the line to me that he was no longer with us. We had no alternative but to turn back on our tracks and hope that we could find him or some trace of where he could have gone. One of our party was a very capable tracker and despite the poor light he was able to find the spot where there had been a scuffle, the only possible point where Andy could have been taken by the men we had been seeking. Tell tale signs led us across the scrub and sand to the foothills of the mountains that ringing the area. The rocky terrain made tracking difficult but we pressed on moving forward from one possible clue to another. Our lead man signalled to us to stop and he pointed ahead to a rocky ledge where we could make out the vague outline of the mouth of a cave. The flicker of firelight from inside the cave enabled us to see the shadowy figures of two tribesmen standing guard.



    To be continued.....



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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Suspense . . .
    Well, we know it turned out well, since they're alive and well to tell the tale, BUT!

    Great lead up, Auto.


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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Suspense and intrigue, Auto. As Don reflected , we know that Andy was saved, but the mystery now is how....... Sorry to hear about Giles. Not a pleasant situation. Don't keep us hanging on the cliff too long............

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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Chapter Two

    part two...

    At this point Andy took up the story again, ‘While you were trying to track me down, I was left lying on the floor of the cave. My captors sat round a small fire talking in low voices. Every now and then one would look over in my direction, I assume to make sure that I had not broken free of my bonds. I kept trying but the knots had been tied too tight so after a while I gave up and just waited my fate, hoping that I might be rescued. The men around the fire began to stir, I thought that at last Tom and the patrol were here but I was wrong. It was the tribesmen’s leader who strutted into the cave.

    He was tall and strikingly handsome, quite a contrast to the rough looking bunch that formed his band of fighters. He exchanged words with the man who seemed to be in charge of the crew and they all got up and stepped outside the cave.

    ‘My name is Ahmed,’ he said as he approached me, ‘I am sorry if my men have handled you roughly but that is their way. They do not like the presence of western infidels on our holy land.’ His English was perfect and I learned that he had been educated in the States, as his father had been a member of his country’s diplomatic corps. ‘I regret that in the morning I shall be obliged to kill you... they all expect that. However tonight there is no reason why we should not enjoy pleasure of our bodies.’

    In the flickering firelight I could see his handsome features but his eyes had a wicked, if not mad sparkle. I was concerned not to anger him in any way and thought that the longer I was alive, the more time there would be for my rescue, so I played along with him. My captors had already removed all my equipment and body armour leaving me in just my pants and undershirt. Even my boots and socks had been taken by one of the men who exchanged them for his own worn footwear.

    Ahmed used his knife to slit open my shirt and one by one sliced off the buttons on my pants so that my torso and private parts were exposed. He ran an appreciative hand over me, squeezing my nipples with painful nip. He adjusted his own tribal garments to expose a long and impressive cock, ‘Suck it,’ he commanded. Resisting the urge to bite off the tip, I did as he ordered and gagged as the long shaft pressed the knob against the back of my throat. He got the measure of my mouth and started to face fuck me while groaning as he used a hand on the back of my head to encourage my action. His other hand gripped my cock which despite my efforts to avoid an erection was hard and throbbing. He grabbed my balls and twisted them causing me to yelp with pain.

    ‘You may yell now,’ he said cruelly, ‘wait until the morning when I will slice them off for my men to toast over their fire.’ I saw no reason to continue to pleasure him as he was treating me so badly so I gave his cock a sharp nip with my teeth. He pulled out and slapped my hard across the face. ‘I ought to kill you now you swine,’ he growled, ‘but what I have in mind is better done in the full light of the sun when its heat is adding to you discomfort and the flies can eat their way into your wounds.’ He stood and walked to the entrance to the cave. He called his men back leaving two to stand guard.

    The men looked at my exposed body and laughed, some even jerked off and splattered me with their semen before they all made themselves comfortable near the fire and went to sleep. I must have dozed off for the next thing I knew there was shouting and the sound of gun fire.’

    ‘We had overcome the guards,’ Tom said continuing the story from the point where Andy had left off. ‘Our silent approach had taken them unawares and as we peered into the cave we saw the rest of the band sleeping like babes. We had dispatched all but two who awoke and made a grab for their guns. They were shot in turn and we discovered Andy in the back of the cave. He was reunited with his outer clothes and with some reluctance put on his boots once they had been recovered from the now dead guy who had stolen them. Dawn was breaking as we made it back into camp.’



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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    There's probably a lot more fact than fiction in this particular chapter.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    At least Andy is safe and his balls are intact. Surprisingly he was not dispatched after biting the leader. Now, I think that story was worth the prize of a free dinner. I am sure George and Scott enjoyed it. Thanks, Auto.

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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Please, Auto ... Don't leave us all HANGING for long!

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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Chapter three

    Introduction.....

    Scott and George had listened to the story their two guest had related without speaking a word. George finally broke the silence, 'That was amazing! You can have two free dinners on that one, don't you agree Scotty?'

    Scott, who was literally on the edge of his seat as he listened readily nodded his agreement. 'Free dinners and I think I had better tell you a story by way of reward but that will have to wait until tomorrow as it is getting late and an old guy like me needs his beauty sleep.'

    to be continued...



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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Dum, de dum dum DUM!

    Stay tuned, faithful readers, . . .


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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Oh boy! Scott probably has a doozie. Can't wait for that one.

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    Re: Tales from Gledhill House

    Took me 1.5 hours, but I'm now caught up starting from your other story thread to here.

    Hope to see more of your work.

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    Chapter Three

    Scott and George had listened to the story their two guests had related without speaking a word. George finally broke the silence, 'That was amazing! You can have two free dinners on that one, don't you agree Scotty?'

    Scott, who was literally on the edge of his seat as he listened, readily nodded his agreement. 'Free dinners and I think I had better tell you a story by way of reward but that will have to wait until tomorrow as it is getting late and an old guy like me needs his beauty sleep.'
    The following day Scott was held to his promise. He thought for a while and then said, ‘Maybe you will be interested in how I came to meet Giles. He joined the army a few months ahead of me so we did not undergo basic training together. I had played basketball in high school and when the call came for volunteers to form a team to play against a navy unit, I put my name forward. A date was set for the game and we had three weeks to train and get used to playing as a team. One of the army physical training sergeants was our coach and it soon became clear that our star player was a tall great looking guy who introduced himself as Guy Hennessy. A year older than I this fantastic looking guy became the object of my infatuation. I literally drooled over the sight of his muscular body when we showered and it was his image that I saw as I jerked off and prayed would feature in my dreams.

    In those days it was professional suicide to admit to being gay but I had known I was ‘different’ as I was totally attracted to men. Most guys had photos of their girl friends or pin ups in their lockers. I did not have a girl friend but I pinned a picture of a girl in a blue bikini inside the door of my locker so as to appear ‘straight’. How I wished that could have been a picture of Giles in all his manly glory!

    I struggled to hide my hard on when we were in the locker rooms or showers, a task made all the more difficult as Giles was a guy who had no inhibitions and strutted around naked as he was born. After a couple of practices, he recognized my own ability as a player and he freely gave me tips and encouragement to improve my game. This brought us closer together and only increased my longing for him. He would laugh and joke with the other guys on the team and gave the impression that he was one hundred per cent a ladies’ man. Giles had been made team captain, by the way. Feeling that he was out of reach only made him more attractive and I am sure that he must have caught me checking him out on more than one occasion.

    Eventually the day of the match dawned and we boarded a coach that would take us to the naval barracks. There was a fine gymnasium with separate locker rooms for home and away teams but the showers served both teams. We entered our allotted locker room and put on our outfits for the match. Some guys from our depot had come on the coach to support us but the vast majority of the spectators were there to support the home team. It soon became clear that they had been playing as a team far longer than us and they were the superior side. We played hard and although we lost, we did not lose by a wide margin so were not totally humiliated.

    Both teams went to their locker rooms and stripped off for showers. We all met up under the warm jets and there was a fair amount of good natured horse play. Giles and Dave, the captain of the navy team seemed to be very friendly and I have to admit to feeling jealous. Once we had dried ourselves and dressed we went through to the gym again where a buffet meal had been laid out for the players. Beer was provided and there was quite a party atmosphere that went on for quite some time. I had drunk a few beers and felt the need to pee, so I went through to the locker room where there was a bathroom. As I stood at the urinal, I heard sounds coming from the direction of the other locker room. I finished up and let my curiosity get the better of me.

    I crept round to the door of the locker room that was slightly open. Peering through the crack I saw Dave on his knees in front of Giles who had his pants and underwear around his ankles as Dave gave him head. I just stood there transfixed, had never seen anything like it before other than in a porn movie. Torn between the urge to run and stand and continue to watch I must have made a sound because Dave leapt to his feet and dashed to the door. I tried to get away but he grabbed me and pulled me into the room.

    ‘Who the fuck is this?’ Dave exclaimed. ‘Some runt who is going to rat on us or is he your fuck buddy looking for ass?’

    I was shaking, I did not know whether it was from fright at being discovered or whether it was at the sight of Giles’ erection. I had seen his flaccid cock often enough and imagined what it could look like when erect but to see it in reality was something else. It was huge, it was shaped like a banana and it was standing up so that the tip was all but pressing on his belly.

    Dave had me by the scruff of the neck, ‘So what are you here for?’ he demanded.

    ‘I came for a piss...’ I stammered. ‘I...I...I... h... h.... heard a noise... I’ll not say anything to anyone...’

    Giles did not bother to cover himself, ‘Let him go,’ he said. ‘I think Scott has been wanting my cock for weeks, maybe he should have a go at it.’ Dave thrust me forward and pressed me down onto my knees into the position he had just vacated. ‘Go on then... suck it!’ he ordered. This was something I had never done before and was ashamed that I might make a fool of myself but Giles seemed to understand my predicament and allowed me to take my time and so become able to do what was required of me. After a few minutes Dave stood alongside Giles, he had dropped his pants and had jerked on his cock to bring fully erect. He positioned himself so that I could service him as well. His cock was nowhere as magnificent as Giles’ fine specimen. It was short, cut and thick and his balls were drawn up tight to his body so that I was unable to grab his scrotum. On the other hand, Giles balls were like two ripe fruits and hung low tempting me to fondle them.

    As I sucked on the two cocks, I could feel wetness in my pants as I dripped copious amounts of precum. Dave was the one who made the next move... he seemed to be the initiator of all the action... He pulled me to my feet and tugged at my pants pulling them down to let my cock spring free. He grabbed it in his fist, ‘Who is going to suck this?’ he asked. Giles didn’t answer but knelt down so that he could give me the first and most exciting blow job I had ever had. Dave stood watching while jerking on his cock until he came, splattering his cum over my shoes. He then pulled up his pants and walked out of the locker room not to be seen again.

    Giles stood up. ‘Sorry about all that,’ he said.

    ‘Nothing to be sorry about,’ I replied. ‘You have no idea how long I have been dreaming about this moment, or alt very least something like it.’

    ‘Funny, I have fancied you but it is not easy to speak out or give the right signal for fear of the consequences.’

    ‘How come you were so quick off the mark with that navy jerk?’ I asked, my jealous streak showing its face by my tone.

    ‘Sailors tend to be pretty open – all those days at sea with nothing but male companionship I guess. Anyway, we’d better get back before we are missed. We’ll hook up again soon.’

    That was the incident that led to Giles and I becoming far better acquainted. We were never what you might call a couple as he was far too promiscuous but we certainly had our moments and got into several scrapes when we thought we might be found out but we survived. Then George and I “found” each other and the rest is history.





    to be continued...

    Who will be the next to reveal all in a story I wonder?



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    Dum, de dum dum DUM!

    Stay tuned, faithful readers, . . .
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    Oh boy! Scott probably has a doozie. Can't wait for that one.

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    Took me 1.5 hours, but I'm now caught up starting from your other story thread to here.

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    No disappointment from this corner...... If I remember correctly, Andy may have savored a little from Giles as well. But then the lights went out for both he and Nate.....lol I'm wondering what Tom will have to tell. We don't really know him that well yet, at least not his past. But, then there is George. Me thinks he may have more to tell prior to the whole spa incident. Only the author knows and I'm certainly willing to wait to find out.....thank again, Auto.

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    Auto,
    "True Confessions" are seldom disappointing.
    The emotion that comes with the telling power the tale all the more!


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Chapter Four

    George when asked said that he did not really have much to tell. He was late onto the gay scene having hidden his interest in men for the whole of his early life. It was when Scott took him off on the trail of Andy and Nate to the weekend at the Moonshine Resort that he finally came out and lost his virginity to Scott. ‘I did go to a bathhouse in San Francisco on one occasion. There was the predictable gathering of guys cruising and I did hook up with one, He was an Italian type, dark hair with a slender hairy body. We gave each other head but he professed to being a top and I did not relish the prospect of his rather larger than normal cock stretching my ass, so we went our separate ways. I guess I am not overly sexed really. Scott and I have had a very satisfactory monogamous relationship. Sorry to disappoint you guys.’

    ‘I can remember Giles from that weekend, of course,’ Andy said, ‘but Nate told me that he never made any reference to it when they met again at the officer academy.’

    ‘What about you, Tom?’ Scott asked. ‘You have told us how you saved Andy from a fate worse than death. Surely you have had a sexual adventure?’

    ‘Well there was one that could be worth the telling,’ Tom replied. ‘Something of a contrast to Andy’s desert escapade as it took place in the snows of Alaska.’

    ‘Hey, you have never told me about that,’ Andy exclaimed. ‘What were you doing in Alaska?’

    ‘Joe Pasco had been my roommate in college and we happened to meet at a mutual friend’s wedding. By now he was working for an oil company and was going to Alaska the following week to carry out an inspection of some of the plant – he was an engineer by the way. I happened to say that I had always wanted to go to Alaska and to my surprise he said I could go along with him. It seemed that he would be flying up to the plant site by private plane and the company was happy for him to take a guest with him. We agreed to meet the next day when Joe would give me further information and tell me what I would need to pack.

    I always enjoy flying and to actually fly by private jet was quite an experience. Joe was used to it and must have thought I was like a big kid I was so excited by it. When we arrived at the drill site I was made to feel at home by the guys there and Joe gave me a quick tour. He left me in the recreation area used by the guys who worked the plant while he went to talk to the site manager. After a while he came back and said the he would have to go some distance the next day to check out a problem that was affecting a pump station along the oil pipe line.
    “I’m sorry but I will have to leave you behind as there is a potential hazard and non-company personnel cannot go to such problem areas, something to do with the company’s insurance arrangements,’ Joe explained. ‘However, you need not be bored. Con, one of the guys will be free tomorrow and he will take you up to see a glacier. It’s a place that is included on the tours from many of the cruises that come up here, so it will be quite safe for you to go there.”

    So, next morning I was introduced to Con. His full name was Conrad Connor, an unusual combination. I have no idea whether Con was an abbreviation of his first or second name. He was a slightly built guy with an unruly mop of black hair and a goatee beard. He had remarkably blue eyes and white teeth that gleamed so when he smiled that he could have starred in a tooth paste ad. I felt an immediate attraction to him and we were soon chatting as though we had known each other for ever. We took a four by four and drove off to the glacier which was high above the level of the plant.

    ‘Not been this way before then?’ Con said.

    ‘No, it’s all new to me,’ I replied.

    ‘We are lucky today, the weather is being kind but like all mountainous regions it can change quickly, we just have to hope it stays like this,’ Con told me. I could not be sure how long or how far our journey took us but the landscape was fascinating and I lost track of the time. The glacier was awe inspiring and we stepped out form the vehicle and climbed up onto the ice for a better view. After a time, the sky grew dark.

    ‘Looks like a storm is brewing,’ Con said. ‘We had better head back.’ By the time we reached the vehicle it was snowing hard and visibility was virtually nil. Con led me in the direction of a log cabin. ‘This is here to provide shelter for anyone caught in a storm like this,’ he said. ‘We shall be safe here until it blows over.’

    The cabin was sparsely furnished but there was a log burning stove and we soon had a fire that warmed up the small space. A locker contained packs of emergency food and cans of soup so we did not go hungry. The storm showed no signs of abating and Con said we should settle down for the night. Another locker contained sleeping bags and a couple of folding camp beds.

    “It can get pretty cold up here at night,” Con said as we set the beds up. “I suggest that we put the two beds together and if you agree, we can link the sleeping bags also. That way we can keep each other warm.” What he said seemed to make sense, so I agreed.

    ‘Probably best if we slept in our clothes then,’ I replied.

    ‘Aw... no need for that we’ll be plenty warm enough in our underwear,’ Con answered.

    So that is how we ended up in a double sized sleeping bag in our undies. Con was right, we were nice and warm and I soon was sleeping like a log. It’s not often that I remember dreaming or what I dreamt but I have a clear idea of the erotic dream I had that night. It was as though I was floating through the air, I say that as the sensation was nothing like floating in water. As I drifted I could feel a light touch as though of feathers or leaves maybe as I passed along. The sensation started at my neck and slowly passed down over my body until it felt as though the whole of my being was caressed by unseen hands. As I continued to ‘drift’ in this strange way I felt my cock and balls grow bigger and bigger and in a matter of moments it was if they were bigger than the rest of my entire body.

    The weight of my greatly enlarged balls caused me to suddenly sink down, down and down, I had that awful falling sensation that you can sometimes experience as you go to sleep. Before I finally hit ground I awoke and it took me a few seconds to notice that the feeling in my cock and balls was due to Con, he was stroking my cock and sucking on my balls.

    ‘Hey man... What the hell,’ I shouted. He just carried on and I suddenly came all over his face. He sat up and looked down at me.

    ‘Sorry, I couldn’t resist,’ he said. ‘I could feel your cock pressing into my back; I turned round and saw you were still sleeping. Your cock was tenting you undies and I pulled them down. You were so hard! I could not let the chance pass me by so I sucked on your cock and caressed your balls. Then I sucked on those peachy balls, man you are something!’

    I could not be angry with Con; he was so apologetic so I set about doing the same for him.

    Strange thing was, when we cleaned up, dressed and had breakfast we went out to the 4X4 and there was no sign of snow, the road was clear and we had an easy ride back to the plant. When Joe asked my why we had stayed out over night, I explained about the weather.

    ‘Oh, Con would know that a white out like that would last only minutes, half an hour at most. I can’t think why he would suggest you stay the night like that.’

    I have to admit that I was rather pleased that he did but had he come right out and asked if he could get into my pants I would hardly have said no, but that would not make what I hope is such a good story.'

    'Why have you never told me that one before?' Andy said as the others clapped their hands in approval and appreciation.

    'There's a lot I have never told you,' Tom said with a smile.
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    'There's a lot I have never told you,' Tom said with a smile.
    Aw! Those darned Preacher's Kids can be SO secretive!

    I guess that cums from growing UP under a small social spotlight.

    Definitely looking forward to more stories from Everyone!

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    I knew it.....Tom has an exciting and sexy past that we are just finding out about. Even Andy doesn't have the full story....lol Con really had some brain work put into that escapade. I'll have to try that if I ever go to Alaska again. Of course I will need some hot number to accompany me... Well, our two younger studs have two free meals out of this and soon, I hope, we will find how Nate and Alan will fit into this picture. Great chapter, Auto.

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    Auto,
    Thoroughly enjoying your story of all these Army retirees.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Chapter Five

    With all the story telling Andy and Tom’s weekend passed all too quickly and they were back home and into their workaday routine once more. It was on the Tuesday morning that Andy picked up the phone and rang Nathan.

    ‘Hey man how’s it going? I thought I would give you a quick call this morning to wish you Happy Birthday,’

    ‘Andy! Great to hear you and thanks... fancy you remembering that today is my birthday. Dan’s just gone out in a hurry to buy me a present. He thought tomorrow was the big day and was feeling guilty that he had got the dates wrong.’ Nate replied. ‘So what have you been doing lately?’

    Andy told Nathan all about their weekend at Gledhill House and what a good time they had there. ‘I can recommend it if you and Dan are thinking of a break at any time soon,’ he said.

    ‘Thanks, if you give me the phone number, I’ll bear it in mind.’

    So it was that a few weeks later George and Scott welcomed two more old friends as guests. Once again they explained the free dinner offer and it was time for Daniel to tell all about his sexy episode.

    ‘It was when I was working my way through college,’ Daniel began. ‘A guy my tutor knew renovated properties, some for clients and others that he bought cheap and either renovated for sale or rent. Anyhow, I was introduced to this guy and he took me on as a general help on a part time basis to fit in around my classes. One of my first jobs was to clean a house that had been redecorated, it meant washing the floors and the bathroom and kitchen, clearing the dust from ledges and washing the windows. I was quite proud of the place once I had finished and regretted that I could not afford the rent as it was a king compared with the accommodation I was living in. The boss man said he was pleased with what I had done and actually gave me a few extra dollars for my effort.

    He next set me to work in a house where this guy was stripping wall paper. He scraped it off the walls and my task was to clear the mess as fast as he could make it. He was introduced to me as Buck. He was the strong silent type; hardly spoke to me at all. I was the one to go down to the corner Starbucks for coffees and he would merely grunt rather than thank me. He did pay his way; I’ll say that for him. He was about my height, average sort of build but to say that he was good looking was an understatement – he was the sort of guy you could imagine in one of those movies featuring sexy guys chasing ‘Sin in the City’ chicks. I have to say that I lusted after him but I had to tell myself that he was only interested in pussy.

    On about the third of fourth day he had finished stripping the paper from the living room and I was left to clear the mess. I heard him go up stairs and I assumed that he was going to use the bathroom. I finished up and gathered up my denim jacket and pulled it on over my t-shirt and prepared to leave. As I went past the bottom of the stairs to go out the front door, I saw that he was standing at the top, leaning against the wall and with his pants and underwear pulled down to just above his knees he was jerking on his cock. He had his eyes closed, I guess he was jerking off to a picture pasted on the insides of his eye lids; he did not see or hear me. I stood to the side of the bottom of the stairs so that I had a clear view of him and stood and watched. He had a long, fairly thick cut cock and as he jerked on it with his right hand, his left was stretching h is ball sac and squeezing his balls.

    I got horny watching him and my own cock was straining inside my pants. As I stood staring up at him, I started to rub my cock by putting a hand in my pocket. Soon that was not enough and I opened my fly and dragged my erect cock free of my pants and over the top of my underwear. I gave no thought to what would happen if I was to cum or if he saw me; I was completed hooked on the sight above my head. Then the inevitable happened; he spotted me. I struggled to get my cock back in my pants as he walked down the stair toward me. He did not trouble to cover himself but walked right down to me and without saying a word caught my hand as I tried in vain to hide my cock and stopped me from doing so. He took hold of my denim jacket and pulled it off so that my arms were trapped in it behind my back. He then pulled up the front of my t-shirt and thrust it over my head so that my torso was exposed. He took each of my nipples in a finger and thumb, and pulled me down onto my knees in front of him.

    His long hard dick was level with my nose, I knew what he wanted, and he did not have to say a word. I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck on it. He thrust his hips back and forth fucking my face, his grunts telling me that what I was doing met with his approval. I managed to shake my jacket off to free my arms. With my hands able to move, I grabbed his balls and worked them as I had seen him doing at the top of the stairs. I pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles and felt the tight globes of his ass. He stripped off his shirt and I could admire his chest with a sprinkling of dark hairs that joined a trail that ended in his wiry bush that tickled my nose when his cock went deep into my throat.

    He let me continue in this way for several minutes that seemed more like hours, his manly sweaty smell filling my nostrils. He sat on a step bring his upper body into closer range to me and I buried my nose in the hair under his arms, inhaling the musky smell that mingled with his deodorant. I licked the sweat off his chest and swallowed the raw salty taste of it. I was in heaven. He made a quick move and swung me around so that I was the one sat on the step and he was on his knees. He pulled my pants off, leaving my briefs round my knees with my cock and balls fully exposed. He looked down on them with an appreciative smile. I was hard as hard could be and he went down on me. I must have cried out Oh God! or something as he laughed and squeezed my balls while jerking my cock with his other hand as he licked around the knob end and p and down the shaft. He then took me deep in his throat and gave me the best blow job I had ever had.
    I was about to cum but he held my cock tightly so that I could not peak. He lifted my legs high above my head and started to rim my ass. No one had ever done that before and the feeling was sensational. His tongue was like a snake as it tried to penetrate my hole. His licking left me wet and he used a finger to open me up, spitting saliva to add further lubricant. I the felt his knob pressing against my butt, he slipped it drenched in pre-cum up and down my crack until finally it found its target and plunged deep inside me. The ridge of the step above the one on which I was squatting was pressing painfully into my back but the pain was nothing compared to the feeling of delight his hot cock was causing as it pumped in and out of my hole.

    I jerked on my cock that was now as hard as ever and with a sudden gush I shot wads of cum up my front, some landing on my chin. He leaned forward and licked it off and then pulled out of my ass. He jerked on his cock and his cum shot out long hot jets to join the line of my own ejaculation. He ran his tongue up the length off the trail and gathering up he shared it with me in a deep tongue wrestling kiss.

    At that point we heard the front door of the house open and a high pitched voice exclaim, ‘Oh my holy God in Heaven, what are you boys doing?’ It was the boss’s wife. She sometimes came to check on the work being done. We both grabbed our clothes and ran in opposite directions to empty rooms to put them on and cover our nakedness. Mrs Boss was OK about it, as we finally stood red faced in front of her she said she had seen plenty of naked boys’ asses as she was the mother of three sons and as for an erection, well she had a virile husband and she thought we both looked rather sexy.

    Buck and I went off to our separate homes and I wondered what things would be like the next day when I reported back to work. The boss was there telling Buck what he wanted done by way of painting but made no mention of his wife’s visit the day before. After he left Buck and I got on with our work. He was more talkative thereafter and we had a few more sessions but always behind the locked door of the upstairs bathroom just in case Mrs Boss made another unannounced appearance.’

    Scott and George agreed that dinner was on the house and Nathan joined the applause that showed their mutual appreciation.

    To be continued



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    Another great tale of opportunity embraced!


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    Sounds like Dan got all the education he needed just by working part time... College did seem to be some of the best times with all the hormones raging and hot studs to help calm them. I wonder what Nate's tale will be? Great chapter as usual, Auto, thanks.

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    Thanks for the feed back! Nathan is going to be the tricky one - we know he worked for a cleaning company prior to going into the army - will he have something to tell from those far off days or will his 'adventure' be something more recent?

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    Chapter Six

    All eyes were on Nathan. It was his turn to tell the others a story from his past. ‘OK guys,’ he said. ‘I guess this will have to be my true life confession.’

    While Nathan settled himself in an overstuffed arm chair to begin his tale, Scott handed round some beers and they waited for Nathan to begin.

    ‘I was eighteen, had just finished high school and was on the summer vacation pending my start at college. My mom said she was tired of me hanging round the house with nothing to do so she sent me off to her brother’s ranch, ‘Your Uncle will keep you busy, it’s a while since you went to visit and your cousin Jed will be company of your own age,’ she told me.

    Jed was almost a year older than me and we had always got on well together as kids but as it was three, maybe four years since our last family visit to the ranch. My uncle raised cattle and horses and I had learned to ride back in those days. I wondered what my reception would be as there had been some kind of rift between our two families and that was why we have not visited for a while. Anyway, I was sent off by rail and was met at the station by Jed driving a beat up tuck.

    ‘Hey Nate!’ he greeted me. ‘’Good to see you after all this time and you have growed some!’

    ‘You have growed too,’ I replied as I threw my holdall up into the truck and climbed into the seat alongside Jed. Jed looked really great. He had filled out into a muscular looking jock and his bright blue eyes sparkled as he looked at me and smiled. He cast his eyes over me appreciatively, his look lingering overly long for one guy checking out another unless it be he was mentally undressing him. I may have even blushed a little as I tried to picture how the kid I used to swim with down at the creek was now a fine looking man. When we arrived at the ranch, I could not help but admire his ass in his skin tight Wranglers as he strode into the ranch house door.

    My uncle greeted me with a firm handshake and a slap on the back, ‘Howdy Nate, so good to see you again. Hear you need to fill in some time before you go to college. Jed here will find you plenty to do, that right Jed?’

    ‘Sure Pa, there’s work enough in the stables and steers to round up for market. Can you remember how to ride, Nate?’

    ‘I’ll give it my best shot,’ I replied hoping that I would not make a fool of myself as I had not been on a horse since my last trip to the ranch.

    ‘You’ll be sleeping over at the bunk house,’ uncle said. ‘Jed sleeps there now and Chuck our hand also beds down there. Your meals will be here in the kitchen, you remember our Chinese cook Yu Ling?’

    I did indeed remember Ling, he was a great cook and the meals he provided were never anything short of a feast. Jed took me over to the bunk house where there were three beds. ‘That’s my bed, Chuck sleeps on that one in the corner, this one is yours,’ Jed said and proceeded to show me where I could stow my things. We then went out to the coral to meet Chuck.

    ‘This is my cousin Nathan, Nate to his friends,’ Jed said as he introduced me to Chuck.

    ‘Howdy, good to see you,’ Chuck said as he shook my hand with a leather gloved fist that dwarfed mine. Chuck was tall, maybe six-foot eight or more. He was wearing a checked shirt open down to his chest showing a rich crop of black hair. His waist was narrow and his thighs filled out his denim pants as though they would burst under the strain, at a guess I would say that he was twenty-five or so. His head was a mass of black curls and his white teeth gleamed like pearls when he smiled the widest smile I‘d ever seen. Jed and Chuck saddled up a couple of horses and Jed took me for a ride around the ranch.

    ‘Has Chuck worked here long,’ I asked.

    ‘Maybe two years,’ Jed said. ‘He’s a real nice guy, you’ll like him,’ he said.

    We spent the remainder of the day catching up and enjoying the fantastic scenery of which the ranch was part. After we had settled and fed the horses we cleaned up and went over to the kitchen where Ling had laid on a meal fit for an emperor. He liked to remind us that many of his speciality dishes came from the imperial kitchens of ancient China. We did not care about the origins but we enjoyed them for their subtly and flavor. Ling was a magnificent cook, and he never ceased reminding of the fact by telling us so but also by producing feasts to fill our bellies. But I digress; you don’t want to hear about food do you. You want to hear about sex.

    I settled into the regime at the ranch and more especially the delights of the bunk house. Chuck was one of those guys who had no qualms about walking around naked. He would strip off his clothes at the end of the working day and wander into the bathroom to shower or maybe relax in the large tub. I was unused to this kind of behaviour as my family was inclined to be prudish. Jed was almost as relaxed but he would put a towel around his waist after giving me an eyeful of his naked glory.

    One day I had been out riding and after settling the horse in the stable, I went over to the bunk house and stripped off my sweat soaked clothes, grabbed a towel and headed for the shower. I stepped under the refreshing jet of water and as I soaped my body I saw that I had not noticed Chuck relaxing in the tub.

    ‘Hey Nate,’ he called to me, ‘Why don’t you join me in here?’

    I could hardly refuse, to do so would look mean and in any case, I had been ogling his body at every opportunity, what would sharing a bath have to offer? I turned off the shower and stepped out of the glass sided cubicle. Chuck sat up in the bath and watched as I slid into the soapy water at the opposite end from him.

    ‘Hey don’t be shy,’ he said. ‘Turn round and sit between my legs, I’ll wash your back.’ I did as he bid and he began to soap my back and then massage my shoulders with his large strong hands. Putting his arms around my waits he pulled me up tight into his crotch and I felt his hard cock pressing against my back. His hands were now stroking the upper parts of my thighs and I then felt him grab my cock and start to jerk on it.

    ‘That feels like a nice piece of meat,’ he said. ‘Sit up on the side of the tub.’

    Again I did as he told me and he shifted so the he could take my cock in his mouth. This was the first time any guy had given me a blowjob and I was purring like a kitten as he worked on my penis. He continued to suck for some time and I grew harder and harder. Suddenly he stopped, ‘Time for something else,’ he said. ‘Sit down here again.’

    I did as he told me but instead of landing between his thighs as I had done before I felt his steel-like cock on my butt hole and with his guiding hands was impaled on it. For a few moments I felt as though I would split in two but he put his hands under my butt and worked me up and down on his cock as bath water splashed around us.

    ‘Hey you guys, you are flooding the place!’ It was Jed who had come into the room. He was stripped off and carrying a towel. ‘Is this a private session or can anyone join the fun?’ he asked to my amazement. Without waiting for a reply, he stepped into the tub and sat facing me. He took hold of my hard cock and jerked it as Chuck continued to bounce me up and down on his cock. Jed then stood up and shoved his erection into my mouth so that I was being fucked from both ends.

    Although I had known my cousin Jed for years, we had never fooled around together and I was greatly surprised that he would do this. I was not going to complain, in fact we got out of the bath and dried off and continued turn and turn about sucking and fucking until it was time to go for dinner.

    That was the first of many sessions we had that summer and it was with some regret that I had to leave and take up my place at college. Jed told me he was sad to see me go; he had misgivings about my arrival at first as he and Chad were having sex in the bunk house most nights and my presence there was going to make things difficult. However, it all turned out fine in the end and it proved to be the best summer of my life thus far!’

    The guys who had been listening intently to Nathan’s story showed their appreciation and Daniel showed his in a special way once he and Nathan were in the comfort of their bedroom.

    ‘Damn! That made me horny listening to you, Nate,’ Daniel told him. ‘I wish I could have been with you back in those days, Jed and Chad sound as though they were a couple of hot studs!’

    ‘Not as hot as you,’ Nathan replied as he made another grab at Daniel’s freshly growing erection. ‘I’ll make this a night to remember for reasons other than my past history!’
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    Auto,
    There's nothing quite like good, honest labour in the great outdoors for arousing your libido.

    Great tale - the rest only entices and intrigues the imagination!


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    In a way, Nate's story reminds me of summer camp. I'm wondering how often he managed to get back to the ranch.

    Thanks for these stories-in-one!

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    The last chapter reminded me of the beginning chapters of "Trevor's Year" by Tantiboh.
    He was working on his Uncle's Ranch for the Summer, and the activities he and his cousin got up to - well, . . .


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    I knew Nate would come up with a sex filled tale and it certainly didn't disappoint......lol I'm afraid if I was to spend time at George and Scott's retreat I'd probably starve to death as my stories couldn't match those. I'd have to pay for all my meals................
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    Chapter Seven

    It would be wrong to assume that the only guests to stay at Gledhill House were former friends of colleagues of the two proprietors. Had that been the case they would have gone out of business. They had a thriving turnover of clients and most would have stories to tell, some not worth repeating while others like the one that follows not only earned a free meal but also the admiration of the assembled house guest who heard it.

    ‘OK guys, my name is Luke, I live alone in what many people would consider a desirable down town apartment. I guess it would be the envy of quite a few guys but it is the kind of pad that can only be afforded by someone who is lucky enough to have a well paid job such as mine. We guys who work in the finance sector have had some bad press in the recent past but not all of us were responsible for the crisis that hit the global economy, I am an honest guy and what I have earned has been for honest labor. It is great to have my kind of life style but so far as I am concerned there is one thing missing. I am a guy on my own; I have no one to share my life. My loneliness is not through a lack of trying to find a partner but so far my search has been unrewarded. The story I am about to tell is of one attempt to hook up with a guy fro some fun and maybe more if we found ourselves to be soul mates.

    I went into the news stand and looked through the magazines on the top shelf. As a loner, I needed some jerk off material. I found the latest issue of my favorite magazine and went over to the clerk to pay for it. He smiled at me as he took the bills I handed him. ‘You like that one?’ he asked as he handed me my change.

    ‘Sure,’ I replied. ‘The models featured in this magazine are always the hottest.’

    ‘Yeah, I like it too,’ he replied. ‘One of the bonuses of this job is that I get to see each issue free.’ I had not seen this guy before and asked if he was new. He explained that the store belonged to his father and he was keeping shop while his parents were away on their summer vacation.

    ‘So what do you do after you close up for the day?’ I asked.

    ‘This and that,’ he replied. ‘I like to go for a beer and cruise the bars hoping to hook up with a like minded guy.’

    ‘I do pretty much the same,’ I replied. ‘It’s a wonder we have not met up, what bars do you go to?’

    He reeled off three or four names that were familiar to me. ‘Planning on going to one of them tonight?’ I asked.

    ‘I was but I am wondering whether you would care to come for a beer with me?’ This guy looked hot, he looked about 25 or so, he had straight dark hair that hung to his collar and a neat beard. He had a swimmer’s build and at a guess was around 5 foot ten or so. When he smiled he had bright even white teeth and from where I was standing he smelled good. A mix of cologne that I couldn’t quite put a name to and the honest sweat brought on by a day’s work in the warm atmosphere of the store. The loo of him made me feel quite horny and from the way he was gazing at me, looking me up and down, I think he was feeling much the same.

    ‘Tell you what,’ I suggested. ‘I live just two blocks from here on the corner of Cross Street and 7th Avenue, how would you like to join me for dinner and a few beers to follow. I can pick up a couple of steaks. You like steak?’

    ‘Sure do,’ he said. ‘What time? I’ll bring the beers.’

    We agreed on seven thirty and I went off to find the butcher shop.

    He made good time. He had been home to change and shower and he looked sexier than ever in a tight white t-shirt that hugged his muscled body like a second skin. His pants were equally tight over his butt that was like two round firm melons. He had on loafers and no socks. He was carrying a couple of six-packs of beer and a video.

    ‘Thought we might like to watch this after dinner he said. It was a newly published DVD that featured some of the guys who I especially admired in the photo shoots in the magazine we both favoured. He sat on a bar stool at the kitchen counter and chatted to me while I prepared the steaks. Like me, he enjoyed his steak rare, so they were ready in no time. The meal was a success and after we had cleared the dishes we sat side by side on the couch to watch the movie he had brought with him. It goes without saying that the movie was sexy and although the actors were merely playing a part for the camera they achieved their object – we were totally turned on and as horny as two guys can get.

    I cannot be sure who made the first move but it was not long before our clothes were in a heap on the floor and cocks and asses were put through all the motions. I had the impression that Luke... did I say his name was Luke? No? Oh well yes, his name was Luke. I had the impression that he was very inexperienced despite all he had to say for himself. For that reason the sex was fumbled and not so good as I may have expected.

    WE showered together afterwards and I could not help but noticing that he was acting shy as though nothing had occurred between us and he was then in a hurry to go home. He made some excuse... some relation or the other was leaving by train and he needed to see him or her off. He left and I saw that he had left the note I gave him with my cell number was left on the table.

    A few days later I went into the store again. Luke was there and he was talking to three other guys of about his age. They saw me enter the store and their conversation suddenly stopped. I walked over to the magazine rack and picked up the copy I had come to buy when I heard one of the three guys say, ‘Is that him?’ I turned and Luke was nodding his head, obviously confirming a positive response to the question. The three said ‘So long,’ to Luke and walked from the store muttering something about faggots as they went.

    I said, ‘Hello to Luke and asked if there was a problem... why had he not taken my cell number?’

    ‘Sorry,’ he said. ‘I owe you an apology. My friends – the guys who just left always made fun of the fact that we sold gay magazines here and bet me I could not get off with the next gay customer who came in. They were hiding in the back room when you came here the other day and I like a fool took them up on their bet.’

    ‘You’re not gay then?’ I asked.

    ‘Of course not – and I don’t read gay stuff either. Sorry – I really am.’

    I threw the magazine on the counter and left and have not been back to the shop again. It’s been two years now and that’s why I am single, you see I cannot trust another guy after the way Luke treated me.’

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    SO ... Luke gets off with a Guy, and his Homophobic "Friends" are still talking to Him? And, Damien is now a "Fag", butt Luke isn't??

    Ack! Idiot 'Str8s'!!

    Appreciated the story, though!

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    A cruel story, but not unlike one I have heard from real life.


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    It always boggled my mind when some guy could accept a bj or more yet still not be gay. That whole macho thing of "if your the top or on the receiving end of a bj it only means the other guy is a fag but not him." It does somewhat cause mistrust, however, Damien would do better to see Luke as the fool he is and go one searching. Not all guys are like Luke and his friends. Good chapter to learn by though, Auto.

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    Thanks for the feed back. In telling Damien's story, it seemed appropriate to show that gay men are not always treated kindly. The fact that he was ridiculed by ignorant men is all too common. As for Luke, maybe he was a closet gay and too afraid to come out - his treatment of Damien was probably worse than that of his so called friends in the circumstances.



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    Chapter Eight

    ‘The squad cars were lined up outside the ramshackle building on the banks of the Hudson when I arrived at the crime scene,’ Aiden began. He was the latest guest at Gledhill House who was prepared to tell a story from his past in exchange for dinner. As a retired FBI agent, Aiden had plenty of stories to tell.

    As I got out of my car, a police officer walked over to me to tell me something of what I could expect to see inside the building. I learned that the building had been used from time to time by porno movie makers and that the dead guy appeared to be the director of one such set up. He had been identified by the pile of clothes that was found in the corner of the room in which the naked body lay. Jules Fern, although that was probably not his real name, specialized in bondage films and was in his forties. He sometimes appeared in his own movies.

    I entered the building and saw the dead guy stretched out on a grubby looking mattress, as I had been told he was naked except for a harness of straps around his upper body; there were no signs of wounds of any kind to indicate how he had died. Dr. Melchis, the police medico was there and greeted me. ‘Hi! Looks like he has been dead for anything up to six hours but I won’t know the cause of death until I get him down to the morgue.’ Apart from the dead man’s clothes there was nothing in the building apart from some hand held video equipment that indicated Fern may have been using the place for a shoot.

    I reported the facts back to my boss and we later learned that Jules Fern had died of natural causes, a heart attack. The fact that he was naked and alone in the building was a mystery. Someone must have been with him at the time of his death and yet they had not reported it. My boss wanted me to investigate. He knew I was gay and so told me to go undercover and make enquiries in the gay community. Easier said than done – where the hell can I start? I wondered. As Fern’s movies featured bondage more than any other forms of gay sex, I decided to go to what was probably the most popular of the clubs frequented by guys into that kind of erotica, Leather Knights.

    Dressed in tight leather pants, a leather jacket, boots and a leather cop style hat that were all as black as ink, I wore a skin tight white t-shirt that made a stark contrast to the rest of my attire. I entered the club and took a stand at the bar. The barman greeted me with a friendly smile and produced the cold beer I ordered. ‘Not seen you in here before,’ he said. I told him that I was new in town and had heard that this was a good place to hook up with people in the porno movie industry.
    ‘You need to speak with the boss,’ he said and he directed me to an office at the top of the stairs behind the bar. I knocked on the office door and was told to enter. The guy that the barman had referred to as the boss was seated behind a desk that was set across the corner opposite the door. He asked my business and I told him that I was hoping to make contact with a director or producer in the porno industry.

    ‘Gay or hetro?’ he asked.

    ‘Would I be here if I was into hetro stuff?’ I replied. ‘I’m gay and into bondage.’

    ‘Take off your jacket,’ he said. ‘So I can see more of your physique.’ I removed my leather jacket and threw it over the back of a chair. He got up from behind the desk and cast an admiring eye over my body. I have to say I was much younger in those days and I worked on my body at the gym. I was not a muscle freak but was in real good shape. He pushed me backwards so that I was stretched over the desk, my head hanging over the opposite side.

    ‘Just testing your reaction,’ he said. He pushed up my shirt and I felt his tongue plow a wet trail from my navel to my collar bone. His teeth proceeded to nip my flesh and my nipples in turn. I have to admit that I did not find the experience unpleasant. He continued to run his tongue all over my upper body and I felt his weight on top of me as he stretched up to kiss me on the lips.

    ‘You’ll get plenty of this if you want to be a porno star,’ he said. His hands found my belt and unfastening the buckle, he pulled the belt free of my pants. He plunged his hand down the top of my pants and grabbed my dick. I was already firming up and I saw him smile as he groped around in my underwear. My zipper was tugged down and my dick pulled free of my briefs. His tongue was now applied to my cock, first the head and then along the shaft, he licked my shaved balls and used his teeth to pull down on my ball sack. He continued to lick my shaft and then took it into his mouth.

    I gasped and made all the usual ‘Oh fuck... Oh my God... Oh yes...’ sounds that guys make in the porno action shots. He seemed impressed. He grabbed my pants and whipped them down to my ankles; my boots prevented them coming right off. That did not concern him as he pushed my legs up so that my knees were up against my chest, my feet waving in the air. I could hear items from the desk falling to the floor as he rimmed my ass, his tongue must have been longer than the average as it found its way deep inside me. His belt buckle made a ringing sound as it hit the floor when he dropped his pants. He gasped as his pushed his firm erection into my spit slicked hole.

    Yet more items fell from the desk as he plunged deeper and deeper into me. He pressed his thumbs hard into my flesh as he held me from moving across his desk as he forced himself ever harder into me. He jerked on my cock until I came which acted as a signal for him to pull out of my ass and jerk on his own cock until he came over my cock and balls. He worked our juices together with his fingers and proceeded to lick my body clean. Only then did he let me get up from the desk.

    I watched him pull up his pants and crush his still hard cock back inside them as I adjusted my own clothes. I guess I passed my audition! I was introduced to a number of guys who did make films with the late Jules Fern and was to learn that everyone had fled from the shoot when Fern suddenly had a seizure and died as one of the ‘actors’ was a few days short of his eighteenth birthday and it would have led to trouble had the authorities been aware of the boy’s presence. The investigation was closed and no prosecutions were made. My own film career got no further than the audition!

    'Well that was some story!' Scott exclaimed. George agreed saying, 'That may have been an undercover assignment but you did not stay covered for long! Nice story Aiden!'
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    Nice story indeed!

    What's Gledhill's address again? Do they have a web site?

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    I second that enquiry into addresses and forms of communique'!

    Very nice installment, indeed!


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    I knew those FBI guys had special perks going on.... fun story worth a meal, Auto.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Kyanimal View Post
    Nice story indeed!

    What's Gledhill's address again? Do they have a web site?

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    I second that enquiry into addresses and forms of communique'!

    Very nice installment, indeed!
    Directions are similar to those for the Never Never Land - turn left at the first star to the right and keep straight on 'till morning or words to that effect!

    Gledhill House is a great place to find lost boys, I guess

    Currently on the look out for a new story-telling guest by the way.
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    Maybe Dave, Mate could make a guest appearance under either noms de plume.


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    Chapter Nine

    The newest guest at Gledhill House was a pale looking young man, though probably nearer thirty than twenty, who had a serene quality about him. At first Scott and George had speculated that he was a man of the cloth. He was quietly polite when he booked in and ad mitted to being enchanted by the room to which he was shown, delighting in the view. George said that he felt it would probably be improper to ask him if he had a story to tell but Scott said, ‘What’s the harm in asking. He knows that this is a hotel that welcomes gay men as guests and I saw that he cast an appreciative eye over the ostensive gay artwork that decorates our walls, he even checked out your crotch.’

    ‘That seems to be an exaggeration!’ George exclaimed. ‘My crotch has been around so long that a young guy like him wouldn’t give it a second glance let alone check it out.’ Scott laughed, and commented under his breath so that George could not hear the sarcastic response. He then said loud enough for George to hear, ‘I’ll put the idea to him and see what he has to say for himself.’

    It was late afternoon and Stephen, the young guest, had returned from a stroll and was sat on the patio admiring the view. Scott had served him with a beer from the bar and took the opportunity to approach him about the matter of a story. Stephen thought for a while and Scott feared that he was going to refuse but no, Stephen said, yes he did have a story that would interest his hosts and would be happy to tell it after dinner when they and the couple of other guests were having coffee in the lounge.

    ‘I had been an altar boy and in the choir at the church where I grew up for several years,' Stephen began. 'After I had been to college, I settled in my own apartment in the same town and so I continued my involvement at the church,’ Steven began. ‘Before you jump to any conclusions, I must make it clear that Father Martin was a truly God-fearing priest and never laid a hand on me or anyone else in the parish! However it was due to my church attendance that I met the man who was to change my life. It was a late weekend in spring when the choir was engaged to sing at a funeral. The deceased was a leading businessman in the town and a large congregation was expected. The cortege arrived and the ornate casket was carried into the church by four handsome looking bearers. I had expected that such a prominent man would have had members of his family or friends who would be bearers but they were from the funeral parlour that had been engaged to handle all the arrangements. After they had placed the casket on a bier in front of the altar, the bearers took their places in seats that were specially set aside for them in the choir.

    As the service progressed, I noticed that one of the four bearers was looking in my direction. I was later to learn that he went by the name of Patrick McKenna and was the nephew of the mortician. He rode in the car that followed the hearse from the church to the graveyard, I was in the one behind it carrying the order of service for Father Martin – he was in the hearse accompanying the late great businessman on his final earthly journey. The internment over, Father Martin rode with family members to the reception for the many mourners to which I was not invited. The men from the funeral home clambered into their various limos and drove off leaving me to walk back to the church with the odds and ends the priest wanted me to leave in the vestry.

    As I set off, I saw that Patrick had hung back; he stepped out from behind a particularly large headstone and fell in beside me as I strolled up the path to the cemetery gates. ‘Mind if I walk with you?’ he asked. I said no and felt myself blush a little. I had admired him during the service and was flattered that he took notice of me. He wanted to know what I was doing that evening. I said I had nothing planned. He told me that he had a couple of rooms on the upper floors of the funeral home. His uncle liked to have someone on the premises over night ‘just in case.’ I asked, ‘In case of what?’

    Patrick laughed, ‘Body snatchers I reckon,’ he said. ‘You’re not serious?’ I replied. He explained that there had been a break-in at the home years ago and his uncle, too mean to install a burglar alarm always had a staff member live on the premises. As he, Patrick, was the only single man on the staff at that time it fell to his lot to be the night watchman. ‘I’d be glad of a little company if you’re free tonight,’ he said. I agreed to go and he suggested 7 o’clock and he would get in some food from the local deli.

    I walked up to the funeral home door at seven sharp and found him standing there waiting for me. He had changed out of his formal clothes and was wearing a t-shirt over some sports pants with some sneakers on his otherwise bare feet. He smiled when he saw that I was similarly attired. ‘Come on up,’ he said and closing and locking the door behind us led me up a flight of stairs. The room at the top was comfortably if a little shabbily furnished; the TV set being the only modern item in the room. The food was set out on a coffee table in front of an overstuffed sofa and we sat down to eat.

    Over our meal I told him that I felt that it was a little intimidating to think of living over a place where there could be one or more corpses for company. He laughed and said that he had got used to it. We see all life here, he told me. I questioned ‘life’ but what he meant was that they saw all manner of people who came to all manner of different ends. He told me how sad it was to see young people cut off in their prime and especially good looking people who bore no scars other than that of the pathologist’s searching knives. He said that he would often be aroused when preparing handsome male bodies for burial but never considered necrophilia. He did although wonder what it would be like to make love in a casket.

    When I said jokingly that could be fun he took me at my word and led me to the room where a wide selection of coffins was stored. ‘Put this on,’ he said and handed me a faux suit that was used to dress the deceased. It was an all in one dress suit, shirt and pants complete with a tie that was fully open at the back like a hospital gown. I stripped off and did as he bid and he then got me to lie down in a large casket that was padded and lined in white satin. Thankfully, he did not put the lid on but stripped off and pulled a white shroud over his head.

    The whole thing was quite bizarre but quite a turn on never the less. Patrick fumbled with my “suit” and found my growing erection. He massaged it to help it along and then leaned into the casket to lick and suck on it. I lay there corpse like letting him have his way. I peered over the side of the coffin and saw that his shroud was tented by what must have been a seven or eight inch cock. I was tempted to touch it but my role was to play dead. As much as he was giving me pleasure, it was all too one sided. I decided to join the phantom world of the un-dead and vampire-like I sat up in the casket and rather than bite him in the neck I drew his face to mine and kissed him long and deep.

    Soon my burial suit and his shroud lay discarded on the floor to the store room as I dragged him laughing back up the stairs to his bed. There we made more conventional love, he topping me then me topping him until we were both exhausted. Our strange liaison lasted the remainder of the summer until I left town to take up a new post in a city many miles away. I never pass a funeral parlour but I think of Patrick and wonder what he may be doing, hoping that he found plenty of living partners or maybe a partner for life.'

    Thanking Stephen, their young guest, for his unusual story, Scott could not help noticing that George was looking a little pale and shuddering at the thought of sex in such an environment.
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    Wow, Auto! Now that's my kind of story........lol How fortunate for Patrick that he found a living...Steven... to practice his sexual endeavours. I would dearly love to work with Patrick as well............

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    Being a Preacher's Kid (which I 'may' have mentioned before ), I'm not exactly a stranger to funeral homes, including the 'non-public' areas, and what goes on there.

    However, Steven's story definitely put's a different 'spin' on anything I ever encountered in that environment!

    Good job, Auto!

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    A great tale of the not-so-macabre behind-the-scenes at the funeral home!


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