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. 

Quarterback Keeper Part 21

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 21

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As they snuck behind the dividing wall and into the changing rooms, Tom grabbed Nick and kissed him hard on the lips. They made out for five seconds before Tom pulled away. He tugged on the lapels of Nick's tuxedo and smiled, "You look hot."

Nick stared at him slack mouthed, "You too. I've wanted to jump you since you walked out of the changing rooms."

Tom kept touching Nick on the chest and thighs. Then he slipped his hand down to Nick's groin and grabbed his cock. "If our mom's weren't on the other side of this wall, I would blow you right now."

"If we take too long, my mom will come looking." Nick said, "She doesn't care if she walks in on us. Trust me."

Tom groaned.

"On prom night, I"m going to fuck you so hard you're not going to walk straight the next morning." Tom growled. "You know, we don't have to do this."

There were two weeks until prom, and they had decided that they shouldn't fuck around until then. Both were also trying to avoid beating off. It had only been three days and they were both desperately horny.

"You want to give up?" Nick said with a grin. Tom liked to pretend that Nick was constantly horny and that he was doing Nick a favor by fucking him, but Tom was the one who let his libido take control. When he got boned up, there was almost no cure for it. Nick felt a little bad that his boyfriend was going to walk around with blue balls for the next few weeks.

The Crew, Part 5

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The Crew, Part 5

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Note: My goal with this story was to get to a place where I could write up a bunch of different kinks and fantasies. I think I've finally gotten there. If there's anything you'd like to see in the story, let me know and I'll see what I can do. I've got some limits, but not many.

As I walked down the sidewalk toward my car, I memorized the address of the man who had just been inside of me. He’d made a mistake, even if he didn’t know about it. Ninety-nine out of ten guys in my position probably take it on the chin, figure that they were powerless, and somehow get on with things. That was the only way to explain how Smith and the guy had been able to pull off this scam so many times.

This time, they were going to get something different. I'm an angry mother fucker. They didn’t figure on that. And angry mother fuckers get revenge. I got into my truck, put it in gear, and drove out to the farm.

When I walked into the main building, a few of the guys shot me knowing glances. They knew that I had been set up. A couple of them had probably been set up as well. Damian, the big black dude who had befriended me on my first day, jogged over to me.

Quarterback Keeper, Part 20

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 20
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It was finally spring, and Tom, Nick, Chris, and Austin, were once again spending their free afternoons at the park next to the river. They’d been coming there ever since they were kids, and as they talked about the end of their senior year and college, nostalgia hung in the air.

Austin was laying on top of the picnic table with his shirt off when Nick and Tom pulled up. Tom tossed his keys onto the dash and hopped out of the cab.

“What’s up?” Tom asked.

“Nothing,” Chris said, “Just talking about the end of the year. We’re all going to graduate soon.”

“We’re moving on.” Tom said.

Austin sat up. “We’ve been coming here for like forever. Since we were 12 or 13. I think that’s when we started calling ourselves the Pack.”

Chris said, “I miss being the Pack. It made me feel exclusive. Now we’re just a bunch of guys.” As Chris stood up, Nick noticed his muscles. He was wearing a tank for the first time that spring. After a long winter of lifting, he had added at least an inch to his arms and shoulders.

“You look jacked, dude.” Nick said as he grabbed Chris's arm.

The Crew, Part 4

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The Crew, Part 4

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I had just finished working out and was standing at my locker. The gym was one of the 'perks' of working at Smith's farm. Smith walked up to me, acting like nothing had happened. Literally an hour ago, the guy had forced me to give another guy head. He didn't put a gun to my head, but he would have if I had resisted. Now, he had the nerve to saunter up to me, with the .38 still tucked into his belt, and pretend like everything was cool.

I didn't look at him. Before this had happened, I could barely stand the guy. Everything about him was sleazy. The way he dressed, the way he combed his hair, the way he relied on a gun to keep control because he was unable to handle himself. It annoyed me before. Now it took every ounce of self-control I had not to punch the guy. My muscles bulged as I held myself back.

"You're going out tonight," he said.

"Out?" I asked without looking at him.

"Out call." Smith said. "The guy wants you to come to his house."

Quarterback Keeper Part 19

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 19
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Tom and Nick lay in the back of Tom’s truck. Though it was a chilly day, the sunlight was warm and they were comfortable. The park was deserted, with only an occasional dog walker passing by, and they laid low in the bed of the truck, invisible to everyone. Nick's head rested against Tom’s chest as they both relaxed in the warm sunshine.

“I think I need to tell my mom.” Tom said. Though he had only talked about his dad with Nick once or twice, Tom had a very close relationship with his mom. He didn’t like the feeling that he was deceiving her.

Nick bristled. He liked the way things were with Tom, and he didn’t want them to change. If anything, there had been too much change lately. Now that things had finally settled down with everyone at school and with his own parents, he didn’t want to veer off into new territory.

“Everyone knows now. Guys have got to be talking about it with their parents,” Tom said, “She’s going to find out.”