Quarterback Keeper, Part 22

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 22
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Having fucked each other silly, Nick and Tom headed back downstairs for some more food. Tom brought his bong with him, and they stood outside in the warm spring air and took a few hits. Both were naked, and their cocks were half hard. As they talked and smoked, Nick reached over and played with Tom's dick. It wasn't a sexual touch, but more of a caress. Every dick was different. He'd learned that from his limited experiences and porn, but Tom's was especially beautiful. It was thick, veiny, and huge, without looking grotesque.

Nick let go of Tom's cock as Tom put an arm around him and pulled him to the ground. Tom pulled Nick into his body as they lay side by side, naked in the grass. It was a beautiful night, and neither said anything The stars were out and they were laying naked in each other's arms. The weed made it all seem surreal.

After ten minutes, Nick broke the silence. "Sometimes, like, I'm not even sure if all of this is really happening."

"It's happening." Tom said. He pressed his chest against Nick's ear so that Nick could hear his heart beating.

The Crew, Part 6

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The Crew, Part 6
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Note: I got this idea from a reader. If there is something you want to see, let me know. I'm not planning to turn Vance into a bottom, but most other things are fair game.

After I booted Smith, I never saw him again. If he went back to the boss to complain, I was never told about it. Running a business, even a whorehouse, was hard work, and the expectation that I turn a profit was ever present. My sex life pretty much dried up as I got the business together.  I only fucked around with a guy if it was a deal breaker, and even then I charged a premium.

The diversity of dudes who bought sex at the farm was pretty amazing. Most of them were middle aged and fairly fit. They were the kinds of guys that could have hooked up easily, but got off on buying young guys. They typically entertained fantasies of being dominated or dominating.

I don't have much of a submissive streak. I've never wanted a woman to tie me up and certainly never wanted to be dominated by a man, but a lot of straight guys apparently got of on it. There seemed to be an almost infinite number of straight guys who wanted to try this shit, "just once" and by advertising the Farm more aggressively, we were able to bring them all in. There was a risk, obviously. Greater knowledge of what we were doing could result in attention from the cops, but the boss greased the wheels of justice and the business thrived.