Trial Of Strength (Book 11)

"WILL & HIS BOY THROW A PARTY"

Wild, rugged construction boss Seth is nervous about inviting to his new house the hot new lovers Doc Chad and handsome Aussie Adam. Seth feels inferior to the cultured professionals, but his son the young chef Will, and Will’s pal Ryan, help him overcome his nerves. The lovers also boost Seth’s confidence, especially when the party climaxes in a wild five-way fuck-fest that proves Seth is at the top of his game.  

In the previous chapter

Seth, a muscular, wild-looking construction worker, used to live a secluded life alone in a small guesthouse in the hills – but he had come up in the world.  He started work in the tribe as a laborer but he rose quickly to become manager of one of the Construction Company’s sites.  And Boss Randy had just promoted him to become one of the company directors.

Seth had just moved from his isolated guesthouse to a house next to the tribe’s compound that Randy had renovated.   When he first saw it he said, “Looks terrific, Randy, but a bit too smart for a rough-round-the-edges construction worker like me.” 

And therein lay a big problem.  Seth still nursed something of an inferiority complex that went back to the days he was a roughneck construction worker scratching for a living, with none of the education or polish of many of the men in the tribe. 

His son was the freckle-faced young redhead Will, the much-loved assistant chef for the tribe.  He was proud of his dad and thrilled that Seth would be living so close to him. But life had been rocky for them in the past.  Before Will came to the tribe he had lived with Seth who had been a foul-mouthed drunk, fiercely homophobic but trying to sexually abuse his boy.  Refusing to submit to his dad, Will had run away from home and eventually joined the tribe.

But all that was a long time ago. Since coming to the tribe Seth and Will had reconciled and they even celebrated Seth’s new house by spending the night there together. Will asked if they could invite to dinner the tribe’s handsome new lovers – Doctor Chad and airline executive Adam.  But Seth’s old insecurity re-surfaced and he refused.  He later explained the reason to Randy.

“You know my background, Randy.  Not long ago I was a day laborer, a loser scratching for work, getting drunk with my buddies in dingy beer bars and hitting on girls.  Worst of all, when I got home shit-faced I tried to sexually abuse my boy.  I’ll be ashamed of that till the day I die.

“But those guys, Chad and Adam – hey, they’re way out of my class with their education and diplomas and all.  Chad’s a surgeon with all the prestige of being a doc, and Adam’s a sophisticated airline executive – his whole world is about fancy service, food, wine and good manners. And Will wants me to entertain them to dinner?

“What the hell would we talk about – how many beers it took before I was a falling-down drunk?  How many broads I could screw in a night?  No, I’d sit there with my mouth opening and closing like a goldfish – a fish out of water.  I’d rather not embarrass myself like that in front of my boy.”

Randy’s eyes flashed.  “Godammit, Seth, that day laborer you talked about from the wrong side of the tracks could a’ been me!  How d’you think I started?  An itinerant laborer looking for work on the mean streets of West Texas, getting drunk, fucking my brains out.  And now look at me, boss of the fastest growing construction company in town.   

“But the most important thing right now is that young Will is unhappy and you’re letting him down.  He loves you and he’ll be real proud of you as a company director, but I want him to be proud of you as a man, as his dad.  So you get on the phone, you invite Adam and Chad to dinner, then tell your boy to get his ass in gear and put on the finest dinner he ever cooked.”

So Randy, who loved young Will and felt protective of him, had saved the day and the dinner was on.  Will also invited his buddy Ryan, the young Thai boy who was Darius’s boy and the tribe’s computer nerd who had set up Seth’s TV and Internet.  When the big day came Will and Ryan got together early in the afternoon to straighten up in the house and then make a start in the kitchen.  Seth was next door at his first meeting of the company directors. 

The boys had become really close buddies so they shared pretty much everything and even discussed why Seth considered himself inferior to the guys who were coming to dinner.  “My dad may be a new company director but he still don’t know what he’ll find to talk about with Adam and Chad, ‘cos he don’t know much about all the stuff they know.” 

Ryan giggled.  “One thing for sure your dad does know about – more even than the other guys – and that’s sex.  Seems he fucked around a lot before he came to the tribe and after he got here.  He’s like a big, tough, handsome sex-machine.”

“Yeah, I know.  And the thing is, Seth has already had sex with Chad at Seth’s old house in the hills.  My dad told me the story.  Said he was horny and in the mood for what he called ‘a bit of rough’.  So Chad tied Seth to the bed and butt-fucked him real good.”

“Wow, wish I could a’ seen that.  Do you think Seth will get his own back tonight and fuck Chad – in front of Adam?”

“Ah you’re just fantasizing, dude. Don’t forget Adam and Chad are s’posed to be monogamous.”

Ryan frowned.  “I’m not even sure what that means, Will.  I mean, sure, they only make love to each other, but what about three-ways?”

“Only time they do that is with Adam’s boy Nate but that’s different, he’s family.”  Will grinned impishly.  “One thing’s for sure, that’s one time they won’t run out of conversation.  When it comes to sex, my dad knows the language – he practically invented it.  Maybe those guys don’t know what monogamous means any more than we do.  But I guess we’ll all find out together.”

=========    BOOK 11: CHAPTER 2    =========

<><>    Will Puts His Dad To Work    <><>

The two young friends Will and Ryan were working diligently in the kitchen, both wearing the dark green aprons and white chef’s hats that Will insisted on for anyone preparing food.  Ryan, bowing to Will’s culinary expertise, was obediently following the young redhead’s instructions as they worked on the quiche for the first course, and then prepared the ingredients for the fish pie Will was famous for.

A few days ago, when Will had first cooked dinner for his dad Seth in the new house it had been Seth’s favorite, prime rib.  Afterwards, though, Seth had made fun of his own macho meat-and-potatoes taste and said jokingly, “And maybe next time we can branch out with … I dunno … fish and – what d’ya call it – quiche?”

Will had taken him up on it, hence today’s menu, which called for more inventiveness on Will’s part.  He said to Ryan, “Normally I’d serve my usual rhubarb pie for dessert put that would be too much pie so we’ll settle for berries and yogurt – healthier anyway.”
“Healthy – I like the sound of that,” came a deep voice from the door and Will beamed at Seth.  “Hey, dad.  How was the directors’ meeting?”

“Real good, I actually enjoyed it, those guys were great.  I was nervous, being the new boy at the table, but they treated me like I’d always been on the board and asked my advice a lot.  I had lots of suggestions about the residential division I head up and we talked a lot.  Pete’s boy Brandon was there taking notes and he’s gonna type up … the minutes, I think he called it … and send me a copy.  Bob and Randy were real friendly and wished me luck on the dinner.

Will beamed with pride as Seth said, “You kids have spiffed up the place real good, looks great, and you look way cute in those chefs’ outfits.  Anything I can do?”

“Actually, sir, in the shed in the compound next door there’s a big pile of logs all the houses use.  Looks like it might be chilly tonight so we should probably bring some in and stack them by the fireplace.  And then maybe haul the couch and armchairs in front of the fire.”

“In other words do all the heavy lifting,” Seth grinned.

Will blushed.  “Oh, sir, I didn’t mean …”

Seth stopped his mouth with a kiss.  “Just kidding, dude.  Heavy lifting is what I do best.  Hey, maybe that’s something I can talk about at dinner – how to carry an armful of logs without throwing your back out.” 

As he went out chuckling to himself Will raised his eyes at Ryan and sighed.  “Still worrying about being tongue-tied tonight.  I wish he could relax about that.  Those guys Adam and Chad are a surgeon and executive at work but not at the dinner table.  They prob’ly don’t wanna talk shop – just as soon talk about sports or sex.”

<><>    Ryan & The Leatherman   <><>

The dinner prep reached a point where Will said they could take a break as everything was ready and they would start the actual cooking in a bit later. 

Ryan was pleased as he said he had to check in with Darius, so he ran next door to the compound where he and Darius lived with a bunch other guys, including Zack, one of the tribe’s bosses and into leather.  It was a generational thing.  Darius was Zack’s boy and Ryan was Darius’s boy.

In their bedroom Ryan heard the shower going, and after it turned off Darius emerged butt naked wiping himself with a towel.  Ryan gasped as he always did when he saw his idol naked, his ebony muscles gleaming wet, his huge ten-inch cock swinging between his muscled thighs.

“Hey, kid, I thought you’d forgotten me.”

“Oh no, sir, I think about you all the time.  It’s just that Will wanted me to help him, but I’ll stay with you if you tell me to.”

Darius flashed his famous white-toothed grin.  “Nah, just kidding, dude.  You know I like it when you get out more with your buddies.  And anyway, me and Zack are going out to the leather bars – flaunt our bodies a bit and watch those guys drool.  Good for the ego, though Zack and me don’t have much trouble in the ego department.  Unlike Seth, from what I hear.  Hey, sit with me and tell me all about it.”

He kissed his boy and Ryan felt the hard muscles ripple against him.  He took off his chef’s hat and they sat side by side on the bed with Darius’s arm draped over Ryan’s shoulders. “Actually Seth was pretty impressive at the board meeting.  Pablo and me were there, as senior guys in the company, me a foreman and Pablo the chief mechanic.  Randy and Zack want us both to sit in on the meetings regularly and learn, and I’m pretty sure they’ll bump us up to partners soon.

“Anyway, Seth showed a real tight grasp of how a construction site works and what it takes to keep the crew happy but disciplined.   Bob chaired the meeting and made sure Seth had plenty of chances to express himself.  He was so confident and on the ball it’s kinda crazy to think he’s so insecure in other ways, especially compared to professional guys like Adam and Chad.

“Apparently he puts himself down for being ‘just a construction worker’ as he calls it.  Hell if it comes to that you could say the same about me.  I’m just a common laborer with nothing special except a ten-inch schlong.”

“Oh that’s not true, sir.  I don’t mean the thing about the dick, sir, ‘cos that really is something special.  I mean you’re much, much more than just a …”

“OK, cool it kid,” Darius laughed.  “My self-esteem don’t need a boost.  When I stride into that bar tonight with black muscle-god Zack in full leather and all heads turn, I’m on top of the world.  Huh, when we get home Zack sometimes ties me up and ploughs my ass just to deflate my ego a bit.  ‘Course, it has the opposite effect – getting fucked by that stud I feel like the toughest jock in town.  Talking of which, I should be getting ready.”

“Er, sir, is it OK if I stay and watch?”

“OK?  It’s mandatory, kiddo.  Good for my ego,” Darius grinned. 

Ryan sat back on the bed and watched his idol go to the closet and pull out his leather gear.  He pulled on blue jeans and Ryan’s heart beat faster as he watched him button them round his tight waist.  Ryan often thought that Darius’s slim waist and hips, in contrast to his broad shoulders and sculpted chest, were the sexiest thing about him – that plus his square jaw, his green eyes and, of course, that enormous cock … the whole macho package.

Darius pulled on heavy black motorcycle boots then picked out a pair of shiny black leather chaps.  “Sir,” Ryan asked, “is it OK if I stroke my cock?”

“Sure, kid, knock yourself out.  Turns me on when I see you get off looking at me – more ego strokes.”  He clipped the chaps round his waist, bent down and zipped them up over his jeans.  Ryan focused on the sexy patch of denim visible at his crotch, bulging over his huge cock.  Darius gave him a roguish grin and grabbed his crotch.

“Aaahh,” Ryan gasped.  His hand was under the apron he was still wearing from the kitchen, pounding his cock.

“Don’t cum yet boy, not till I say you can.”  Darius put his studded leather harness over his shoulders and clipped it across his bare chest, which accentuated the hard mounds of his pecs.  Ryan yanked his hand off his cock to prevent the orgasm that was straining under the apron.”

“I want you to cum hands-free, kiddo, and there’s one sure way to make you do that.  Get naked, put the apron back on and lay back on the bed.”

Ryan obeyed and Darius stared down at the young Thai boy naked under the halter apron tied round his waist and round the back of his neck.  The top half covered his chest and the bottom reared up like a tent over the rigid tent-pole of his cock.

“Darius grinned, “Damn, that is so sexy, the naked young chef waiting to get his ass plowed. Here, let’s do this right.”  He reached down for the discarded chef’s hat and planted it on his boy’s head.  “There you go, a kid waiting to take ten inches of prime beef up his butt, right boy?”

“Yes please, sir.”  Ryan’s eyes were gleaming in anticipation as he gazed in awe at the stunning black leather jock towering over him in chaps and a harness.  He gasped as Darius yanked open his jeans and pulled out his iron-hard cock.

He scooped lube from the jar on the nightstand and greased up his monster shaft.  He knelt on the bed and pushed one of the boy’s legs up so the apron fell back and revealed his ass.  “You sure you want this, kid?”

“Yes please, sir.  You look so hot like that I really need your rod up my ass.”

Darius pushed his cock between the ass cheeks and drove it slowly into his ass, as Ryan’s eyes opened wide, gazing up at his black master.  Darius smiled down at the young chef, naked under his apron, his hat cocked at an angle over his forehead. “Damn, you look so cute like that.  I love you kiddo.  You want all ten inches?”

“Every one, sir.  I can take it.”

“I know you can, you cock-hungry young devil.  OK, kid, ten inches coming up … up your ass.”

Ryan sighed and relaxed his ass to take the massive cock all the way, inch by inch.  Getting butt-fucked by his young black master was always what he craved, especially when Darius was in leather.  As the long rod pulled slowly back, then drove in again, a bit harder each time, Ryan reached up and pressed his hands on Darius’s chest, feeling the studs on the harness and the slabs of his pecs flexing under his palms.

Inhaling the smell of leather he curled his fingers over the leather straps of the harness and pulled it down toward him, urging Darius to fuck him harder.  “Damn, you really want it, don’t you, boy?” Darius smiled.  “OK, kid, this is it.  Only way to make me cum in your ass is for you to shoot first, hands-free.”

Darius drove his cock deep inside the eager Thai boy, slow at first, then accelerating and pushing him to the edge of his climax.  He pulled back and paused, driving Ryan wild with excitement and frustration, so close to shooting his load.  Darius was an expert at this, well-trained by Zack, and he soon had the boy writhing on the bed, his hands gripping the harness.   

Darius teased his boy until he was begging, “Please sir, let me cum.  It feels so good … I love you sir … please …”

“Maybe this’ll do the trick, kiddo.  Darius pulled back, paused then drove in hard.  He was right, it did the trick.  Ryan gasped, “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum … aaagh!”  His cock gushed juice all over the apron and Darius smiled at the sight of the young cook in cap and apron writhing beneath him. 

But now came the real test of endurance as Darius continued to fuck him gently. Having already cum the sensation in his ass pushed Ryan to the limit of endurance – a sensual mix of exquisite pain, and a desperate need to cum again.  Please, sir … please cum … please … aaahh!”  His head tossed from side to side as he felt the huge dick swell inside him and flood his ass while Darius’s ebony muscles bulged and gleamed with sweat. 

At last Ryan stopped struggling, his grimacing stopped and a dazed smile spread over his face.     “Thank you, sir,” he said, gazing into Darius’s green eyes.

Darius pulled out gently and shoved his cock back in his jeans.  “You OK, kid?  I didn’t hurt you?”  Ryan grinned, “I loved it, sir.”

“You better get back to Will, he’ll be wondering where you are. I’m glad I got my rocks off in your ass, kid.  I like going to the bars when I’ve already shot my load.  Helps me relax and not lust for every guy in the joint – save myself for Zack when we get home.

Realizing how long he had spent with Darius Ryan scrambled to his feet, took off the apron, pulled on his shorts, T-shirt and sneakers and jammed the chef’s hat back on his head.  Darius kissed his forehead.  “You have a good time with those guys tonight, kiddo.  Should be quite a scene, Seth’s first dinner party for those hot newlyweds.  And I want a full report when you get home.  Every detail, right?”

“You can count on me, sir.”

<><>    Dressing Seth    <><>

Ryan skidded breathlessly into Seth and Will’s kitchen where father and son were working together on dinner. The tough construction boss, taking instructions from Will, looked awkwardly incongruous in the apron and cap Will insisted he wear.  Now they both stared at Ryan who was panting hard, looking slightly guilty but dazzled – a definite glow.

“Where have you been, dude?” Will asked.  “We gotta get going on the food here.”

Ryan’s eyes sparkled.  “I, er … I got fucked by Darius … and he was in full leather – you know, chaps, boots and that leather harness of his over his bare chest.  Dude, he was totally …”

As he groped for a superlative Seth jumped in, “Good for you, kiddo.”  He gave an amused look at the boy in rumpled clothes, his chef’s hat perched at a jaunty angle, and clutching his apron in his hand. “Yeah, you look like a boy who just got fucked rotten by a ten-inch black dick.  Always gotta please your man, kid.”

“Yeah, good for you, dude,” Will grinned, sifting flour, “but put that apron on and give us a hand.”

Ryan shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot.  “Er, I don’t think I should, Will.  See … it’s got a lot of cum stains …” he shrugged apologetically …”like, when I shot my load I …”

“No way you’re gonna wear a cum-stained apron in my kitchen, dude …”

Seth interrupted, seeing an escape hatch for himself.  “Hey take mine, kiddo.  I wasn’t cut out for this kitchen stuff anyway – can’t boil an egg myself.”  Hastily he pulled off his apron and gave it to Ryan who put it on and straightened his hat.  “I’ll leave you two to it,” Seth said with relief.  I’ll go and, er, move furniture around.”  But when he got to the door Will called out, “Er, sir …”

Seth turned round and saw the boys grinning at him.  Will pointed to his own head and Seth frowned, “What?  Oh, oh yeah.”  Hastily he pulled off the chef’s hat he was still wearing and sheepishly handed it to Will.  “Look kinda dumb greeting the guys with that on.  My first gaffe.”

He left and the boys got back to business.  “Here,” Will said, “those carrots gotta be finely chopped for the fish pie.”  Then his expression softened.  “So did Darius tie you down, dude?”

“No, he didn’t have to.  When you’re already impaled on that humongous cock there’s no escape.  But I clung onto that harness real good while he ploughed my ass …”

And so they gossiped while they worked.  Eventually Will said, “There, everything’s looking good.  I’m gonna run upstairs and jump in the shower before the guys get here.  Just keep an eye on things while I’m gone.  If that water boils turn the gas down, it should just simmer.  When I come back you can shower – and wash off the rest of that jizz,” Will grinned.

When he went up to the bathroom Seth was drying off after the shower so Will took his turn.  A few minutes later he came out drying his hair and Seth was still naked, standing in front of the open closet looking lost.  Will realized his dad couldn’t decide what to wear at his own dinner party.  “What do you think the guys will be wearing, Will?”

“Probably what they feel most comfortable in.”  Will smiled.  “Here, this is as good a time as ever – I got you a housewarming present, sir.”  He pulled out a bag he had stashed under the bed and handed it shyly to Seth, who pulled out a new navy blue polo shirt.  He beamed at Will.

“You got this for me, kiddo?”  He wrapped his arms round his boy, both of them still naked, both of them getting erections.  “Hey careful, any more of this and we’ll be on the bed fucking when the guys get here.  I guess that counts as bad manners, eh?”

“Manners or not, sir, I think the guys would love it, especially if they could watch.”

Seth frowned.  “I should’a got something for you, kiddo … I didn’t think.” A momentary panic swept over him.  “Damn, I’m no good at this stuff.  I’m gonna make so many gaffes tonight.”

“Sir, just relax.  The twins always tell me that looking good is half the battle.  I suggest those sexy brown jeans you got, with the polo shirt and these … Here are a pair of Bob’s loafers that he told me to give you.  He always looks great in these – no socks, a casual look.”

Seth got dressed, looked at himself in the full-length mirror and stroked his chest.  “Hm, not bad … never seen myself looking like this.  The twins are right, makes you feel good.”

“Looks terrific, sir, real sexy.  I got an extra-large so it’s not too snug but shows off that gorgeous bod.  Bob says a shirt should not fit too tight, otherwise it looks cheap, like you’re flaunting it … lot of muscle guys make that mistake, Bob says.  He always makes Randy wear loose shirts and his body looks great in them.”

Will put on clean shorts and T-shirt, then put his apron back on over them and pulled the chef’s hat on.  He grinned at Seth who said, “OK, kiddo, ready for battle?”

“Don’t think of it as a battle, dad.  It’s gonna be fun.”  He noticed Seth take a piece of paper off the dresser, look at it briefly, then stuff it into his pocket.  Will guessed that he had written down some topics for conversation and his heart went out to him.  He hugged him tight and said, “Don’t worry, dad.  It’s gonna be fun.”

They went down and Will took over from Ryan in the kitchen.  Ryan went upstairs to shower and changed into the clean jeans and T-shirt he had brought from home.  He had just rejoined Will and Seth in the kitchen when the doorbell rang.”

“This is it, guys,” Seth said.  “Curtain up.”

<><>    Breaking The Ice    <><>

 Will gave Seth a thumbs up then got back to the stove.  Seth took a deep breath and went to the door and heard the sound of laughter. When he opened the door there was something about the glow around Chad and Adam and the sparkle in their eyes that lessened Seth’s nerves as they hugged him one at a time.

Chad was wearing his familiar dress shirt and tan slacks, and Adam was in jeans and a loose brown linen shirt unbuttoned halfway down. They had obviously been teasing each other as Chad said, “Hey, Seth, can you let this big lug move back into his old house with you?  I’ve had enough already.  You’ll find he’s almost housebroken and real good in the sack, but I’ve had it.”

“That didn’t last long,” Seth chuckled.  “Sure, you can move back in Adam but you’ll have to share my room, and a bed.”

“Lead me to it, stud.  Man you look good, don’t think I’ve ever seen you in anything but work clothes.”

“Yeah, my boy Will says I clean up good.  Come and say hello.”   They all went into the kitchen and Will and Ryan looked up smiling, looking especially sexy in their chef’s hats and matching aprons.  “G’day mates,” Adam drawled in his Aussie accent.  “Seth, I admire your choice of chefs – can you loan them out to us?”

“You’re welcome to the redhead, Adam, but I’m not so sure about the other one. Darius might have something to say about that and you don’t wanna tangle with that hung leather jock.”

The boys giggled and Will said, “What would you like to drink, sirs?”

“Vodka martini for me, Chad said.  Very dry, just wave the vermouth over it.”

“Beer for me, please,” Adam said.

“I even have Tooheys Australian beer, sir, that I brought over from the main house,” Will said.  “The twins have a well-stocked bar.”

“Good on ya, mate.  OK, that settles it, I’m moving back in.  This posh doctor is trying to turn me into a martini guy, but no way.”

 “Not even in front of the fire with Nate, Mollie and me before dinner?” Chad grinned seductively

“Well, if you put it like that …” Adam said with his wide Aussie smile and a kiss on the cheek for Chad.  “But Seth, hey man, you gotta try a Tooheys.  No looking back after that.”

“OK Will,” Seth said with some relief.  “Beer for me too.”

The arrival of these two handsome, teasing lovers had been a gust of fresh, wisteria-scented air blowing in and the ice was well and truly broken. 

As they went back into the living room Chad said, “Hey, I forgot these.”  He picked up a bunch of wisteria he had put on the hall table as he came in.  These are for you – a little piece of our home to yours.  Nate in one of his more pretentious moods has called the house Wisteria Lodge.  He’s even having a fancy sign made. You gotta love him.”

Ryan took the flowers.  “I’ll put them in water, sir.”  Adam and Chad sat on the couch before the large coffee table in front of the fire and Seth said. “By the way, you guys don’t have a lock on fireplaces.  Watch this.”  He had earlier stacked logs in the fire and now put a light under them and they flared up.  Then Seth sat between the two men on the couch.

Will, thrilled to see how well it was all going, brought in the drinks.  Adam stretched his arm along the back of the couch behind Chad and his brown shirt, unbuttoned halfway down, fell open giving a glimpse of his muscled pecs.  “This is the life eh mates?” he said. “Randy did a great job on the house.  I’m gonna miss it.”

“Oh, so you’re not gonna leave me and come back here after all, eh?” Chad teased.

“Hmm, maybe not.  Will you take me back, doc?”

Chad pushed his hand under Adam’s open shirt and stroked his chest. “Mmm, I’ll think about it.”

As Will served drinks and appetizers Seth had an idea.  “Hey Will, I know you set the dinner table but we’re all so laid back here do you think we could have dinner here in front of the fire?”

“No problem, sir – good idea.”  Will knew it would be less formal than in the dining room and more relaxing for Seth.  “Ryan and me will take care of it.”  Adam was sitting on the couch between Chad and Seth and spread his other arm along the back of the couch behind Seth.  Will glanced at the trio as he went back to the kitchen and grinned at Ryan.  “Yesss …”

<><>    An Equal Among Men    <><> 

Will’s one concession to formality was to spread a white cloth on the large coffee table with the vase of wisteria in the middle.  And when he set down the glasses and cutlery he smiled impishly at Seth as he placed only one knife, fork and spoon before him.  No fancy five-fork conundrum for Seth.  Will and Ryan poured the wine, then Will brought out the quiche, cut it in slices and put one slice per plate in front of them.

Seth was about to pick up his knife and fork when Chad, who was talking, casually picked up his slice, took a big bite and mumbled with his mouth full, “Will, this is delicious.  I’ve never tasted quiche like this.  What’s your secret?” (Will smiled seeing Seth copy Chad and pick up his slice.)

“It’s my secret, sir.  I always add to most recipes with a dab of this and a pinch of that, but a chef never gives away his secrets, sir.  Except I have done to Miguel who wanted to use them in his menus at the Ritz-Carlton, but mostly I keep them to myself.”

“So speaks a true gourmet chef, Will,’ Chad smiled.  “Now I remember why we asked you to cater our housewarming party.”

“That’s my boy,” beamed Seth.  “Hey kids, come and take a bow and join us.”

Will and Ryan performed a junior version of the elaborate bow the chefs always made at tribe gatherings.  Side by side they swooped off their hats, held them over their hearts and bowed to enthusiastic applause.  Then they sat together on a big love seat sideways on to the couch.

Seth felt liberated by the simple act of Chad and Adam eating quiche with their hands and his worried fixation about which fork to use suddenly seemed silly and so yesterday.  As for the rule about not talking with your mouthful – forget about it

The meal proceeded light-heartedly as they dug into the fish pie with forks, and used the spoons for the dessert of berries and yogurt – the knives were unused.   The question of manners and etiquette faded into insignificance as conversation became more animated.  Will and Ryan, sitting side by side, listened to the flow of conversation and gave each other a surreptitious kick when something was said that amused them.

As the wine flowed and the men and their inhibitions loosened up, Chad sat back with his wineglass and said, “You know, Seth, as we walked here from our house Adam and I were talking about you and saying how much we admired how fast you rose through the ranks of your work to where you are now, a co-director of the company.”

Seth shrugged, “Yeah, well when you start at rock bottom, in the dirt, the only way to go is up.”

Will winced as he heard that but Adam jumped in.  “But that’s the point, Seth. Chad and I worked our way up to the top of our chosen professions but we had tons of help on the way up.  First of all we have well-off stable families who helped us, then we got college grants and great teachers and professional training.”

“Not that we didn’t slog,” Chad added.  “When I was doing my residency in a hospital I worked 24-hour shifts and was treated like a peon by the other staff, but sill I had my fellow residents to support me.  Seth, you say you started with nothing but that’s not quite true, you had your own courage and guts.

“Look, I know your history, the drinking, the whoring and all that, not to mention the other bad stuff.   But you alone decided to turn it all around.  The one asset you had was a smart, adorable son who loved you – in spite of all the bad stuff you were his hero.  And once you joined the tribe, he supported you in everything, right up to this dinner party.  And he’s supporting you right now as he’s listening to me – I can see it in his eyes.”

That was true.  There were tears in Will’s eyes as he heard Chad putting into words what he had always thought.  Seth said, “Thanks for saying that, Chad.  But you missed out one thing – the tribe.  The turning point for me was when I came here to grab my boy back and Randy defended Will and we had a knockdown drag-out fight. I realized then it was me who should’ve been defending my boy, with my fists if necessary, instead of scaring him.

“But Randy was incredible.  He saw something in me I never knew was there … and he offered me a job.”  He grinned.  “Randy really respects guys who are tough.   I guess part of it was he saw something of himself in me, a guy from the wrong side of the tracks, tough, good with his fists, but a guy who’d lost his way.”   

Seth took a gulp of wine, then went on, “Randy was lucky enough to meet Bob, they fell in love and he turned his life around.  I met Randy and the tribe, and everyone supported me, gave me the confidence to work hard and get where I am now – here in this terrific house with the boy I love and his young friend Ryan – and with you guys. 

“You know something.  I was scared of this evening, not being good enough socially, inferior to you guys.  I thought we’d have nothing in common – a simple construction worker trying to keep up with a surgeon and an airline executive.” 

Seth pulled the paper from his pocket and threw it on the table.  “You know what this is?  A list of things to talk about.  I was scared of sitting there like a dummy with nothing to say, so I thought I could sneak a look at the paper as a prompt.  I see now how dumb that was, sitting here now with you guys rattling away like this.”

Adam put his arm round him. “Good on ya, mate, for saying all that.  But here you are, one of the guys.”

Chad said, “And Seth you gotta get over that ‘just a simple construction worker’ thing.  We just do different jobs is all.  It’s not what you do but how you do it that counts.  I mean, I heal wounds and Adam makes his passengers comfortable and safe.  You put roofs over people’s heads.  Look at my house and this one, both beautifully remodeled – by a construction worker, Randy. But we have one thing in common ‘cos we’re all in charge of others, training them, disciplining them when necessary, with the power to hire and fire them.”

“But there again Seth, you’ve got the hardest job.  I mean I work with different nurses and assistants all the time, and Adam supervises flight crews who, by the nature of their job, come and go all the time.  But you work with the same crew of guys day after day, so you have to establish a relationship with them, earn their respect and even friendship and still remind them who’s boss. That’s a tough thing to do.”

“Tell me about it,” Seth grinned.  “Hardest nut to crack was this real tough guy with a chip on his shoulder.  I knew he would challenge me, so …”

And so they ended up swapping stories of their challenges in managing people and the sometimes hilarious situations they faced.  And all the time Will was filling their glasses, watching them become more relaxed and uninhibited.  He and Ryan exchanged glances, waiting for the climax they had both been hoping for.

<><>    A Game Of Chicken    <><>

As the men got into the brandy their conversation became looser and finally turned in the direction the boys had wanted.  His confidence restored by his easy-going guests, Seth threw caution to the winds and broached the topic.

“So guys, there’s one thing I wanna ask you.  You know I’ve slept around a lot, and you two ain’t exactly been shrinking violets when it comes to fucking around – before you got together.  But now you are together you say you’re monogamous.  Now I wouldn’t recognize monogamy if I fell over it in the street, so, like, “How’s that working out for you?  What does it even mean?”

Chad and Adam smiled at each other and shrugged.  Chad said, “I guess it means whatever you want it to mean – it depends on the relationship.”

Adam squeezed Chad’s thigh and chuckled, “So far, Seth, we’ve been spending a lot of time in bed making love – and not always in bed either.  And of course we have three-ways with Nate, but we haven’t looked any further than that.  But it’s early days. Personally I don’t like labels, but I guess monogamy means being faithful to each other and always having sex with each other, even if there is another guy around at the time.  I dunno, what d’ya think, doc?”

Chad thought a bit.  “Yeah, I guess it’s a personal call that lovers make … and if they both make the same call, that’s fine.  As long as they’re together in whatever they do.  I mean, monogamy is more about love than lust.  Damn, you go to the gym and lust for guys, can’t help it.  But you’d never fall in love with them or the whole thing would go up in smoke.”

“There Seth,” Adam laughed, “that’s a ragged answer that’s probably confused you even more.  What do you boys think?”

Taken by surprise having the microphone suddenly passed to them Ryan said, “Oh, I would never have sex with anyone without getting permission from Darius.  I mean, he’s my master and he’s all I need, with that face, that body …

“… and that ten-inch schlong,” Will laughed.  “As for me, I always take my cue from the twins, and Bob and Randy.  The twins are practically joined at the hip and never have sex separately, though they’ve had a gazillion three-ways.  As for Bob and Randy, well, you know Randy fucks with anyone he wants to but Bob don’t mind ‘cos those two are so much in love dynamite couldn’t separate them – even a dynamite fuck with someone else.”

“Well said, kid,” Adam laughed. “How did we get on this subject anyway?  Seth, you started it.  What did you have in mind?”

Seth was suddenly tongue-tied and Chad jumped in.  “Oh I think I know why.  I told you Adam how, before you and I got together, I was up at Steve’s house when Seth was living in his guesthouse.  He came home after injuring himself on the construction site, so we went down to his little house and I patched him up.  But, remember, Seth?  You said you were horny and wanted what you called ‘a bit of rough’, so you let me tie you to the bed and fuck your ass.  It was a great fuck as I recall.”

A sly grin crept over Adam’s handsome Aussie face.  “Ah, the fog is clearing and I can see clearly now.  There’s a code in the tribe that says an-eye-for-an-eye and a-fuck-for-a-fuck. Chad, you think it’s payback time for Seth?”

Seth objected, “No, Adam, I never thought that at all.  I mean sure, at the time I would have really got off on it, but that was before you two met and fell in love.  Now I would never, ever …”

“Why not?” Adam grinned roguishly.  “I know Chad pretty well by now and I have a strong feeling he’d love to pay his debt to you.”

“Adam,” Chad said, “I could never do that to you …”

“You wouldn’t be doing it to me, mate, you’d be doing it to Seth – or rather he’d be doing it to you.  Hell it’s not as if you’re betraying me by sneaking out of the house at dead of night and crawling into Seth’s bed. I’m right here, and we got two other witnesses, Ryan and Will.  Unless of course you’re scared of that humongous cock.  Yeah, that’s it, you’re chicken.”  Adam flapped his elbows up and down and squawked like a hen.

Chad laughed and threw himself on Adam on the couch.  They laughed and hugged and Adam whispered in his ear, “Like I said, doc, I’m here.  You know what I mean?”

<><>    A Sex-Chain Reaction    <><>

Chad pulled himself off Adam and stood up.  “OK, Seth, you’re on.  I fucked you good that time and it’s a rule of the tribe – payback time.”

Seth hesitated. “I dunno, doc …” but the bulge in his jeans said otherwise – he knew perfectly.

Chad stood with his back to the fire.  “Maybe this’ll convince you.”    He unbuttoned his dress shirt, pulled it out of his slacks and shrugged it off.  Seth failed to stifle a groan as he stared up at the shirtless Greek-God hunk.  Chad kicked off his loafers, unbuckled his belt, unzipped his slacks and pushed them and his shorts to the floor. He stepped out of them, flexed his muscles and stretched his arms out to the sides – butt naked, his cock already semi-hard.

“Course, if you don’t want it, dude …”

“Fuck you, doc,” Seth growled and took a last slug of brandy.  He stood up, walked up to Chad, pulled his face forward and kissed him fiercely, letting the brandy in his mouth flow into Chad’s.  Chad gulped it down and Seth took a step back.   He pulled the polo shirt off over his head and tossed it to Will who nursed it as he and Ryan watched spellbound, grabbing each other’s hand.

Chad stared at Seth, at his rugged features, shaggy black hair, stubbled chin and thick black brows above seductive blue eyes. He was suddenly transformed from the polite, insecure host into the wild construction worker who made men’s cocks hard – as it did now to Chad’s.  His eyes pierced Chad’s and he growled, “On the floor, man.”

Chad glanced at Adam who nodded with a salacious grin.  He slid to his knees, then lay on his back on the hearthrug.  Seth towered over him shirtless and barefoot in his tight brown jeans that accentuated his slim hips, a look that dazzled the boys who were watching in awe.

Seth ripped open his jeans, pulled out his rock-hard cock and spat on it.  When it was spit-slick he knelt on the floor between Chad’s legs and pushed up the leg closest to Adam so he got a clear view of his lover’s ass as the construction worker’s cock slid into it.  Seth glanced at Adam and was reassured by the Aussie pulling out his own cock and stroking it.  It was all systems go.

And go he did, burying his cock deep in the doctor’s ass, then pulling back and driving in again.  Chad stared up at Seth’s blue eyes, so much like Randy’s set in the swarthy face, and his body shuddered as the cock slowly accelerated like a piston gathering speed in his ass.  “Damn, that’s hot, man,” Chad groaned, his body flexing as he raised his ass up to feel the full impact of the iron shaft pile-driving into his ass.

At first both men glanced often at Adam, making sure he was on board with this, but seeing his obvious excitement they concentrated on each other.  Seth raised Chad’s other leg and hooked them over his shoulders so he could lean forward and brace his hands on the floor level with Chad’s chest.  As he fucked he clenched his fist and punched Chad’s pecs, making him flex his chest to withstand the blows, a sight that drove Seth even wilder. 

Still pounding ass he bent down and kissed Chad, their lips grinding hard against each other.  So engrossed was Seth that he was hardly aware of his loosened jeans being pulled down off his ass.  But he sure felt the shock when Adam’s cock plunged into him as he fucked.

“No!  Fuck you, man.  Get off me.”  As the long rod pierced his ass Seth drove his into Adam’s lover even harder.  Every time he pulled back he felt Adam’s plunge in even deeper behind him.  The harder he fucked the doc’s ass the harder the Aussie’s cock hammered his.  His first impulse was to resist the ramrod in his ass but as the double fuck synchronized he gave into the intense sensation of fucking and getting fucked by the two hot lovers.

As he fucked the construction boss Adam looked over Seth’s shoulder at Chad and their smiles reflected the transformative moment, a whole new expression of their love together.  Adam gave voice to it, in his Aussie drawl.  “This is monogamy, doc, our version – me fucking you except there’s a man between us, a hot dam muscle-stud ploughing your ass while I pound his.”

Seth was going wild, top-man and bottom at the same time – the harder he gave it the harder he got it.  His body was more alive than ever.  He looked down at Chad, seeing the face wince and thrash from side to side with exactly the same frenzied passion as he was feeling, getting identical thrusts in his ass from Chad’s lover.

Chad stared up at the rugged face of the wildman pile-driving his ass, and over his shoulder at his Aussie lover pounding Seth’s.  It was like getting fucked by both men at once.  If this was monogamy, he thought, bring it on.

The boys were enthralled, staring at the homoerotic tableau of three rugged, muscular men in a chain fuck, with the swarthy construction boss in the middle, pounding ass while his own got hammered.  Both boys had their cocks out and they were stroking them carefully, on the verge of losing their loads.  Then suddenly they heard Seth’s deep voice.  “Will, on your knees.  Suck the doc’s dick.”

Will glanced wide-eyed at Ryan and answered, “Yes, sir.”  He knelt beside Chad, bent low and swallowed his shuddering cock down his throat. Chad groaned louder. “Damn, I can’t take much more of this, guys.”

They all knew that the climax was close, and so did young Ryan, watching on the sidelines.  But he wanted in – Darius would expect it of him and would be proud when he reported it to him.  So he knelt behind Will who was on his knees bending forward.  He spat in his hand, lubed his cock, and pushed it inside his friend’s ass.  He saw Will buck and groan into the gag of Chad’s cock – but he didn’t pull away.

All the decorum of the dinner table had long since been abandoned, sinking into an orgy of fucking and sucking that could only be described as a cluster fuck.  The end was inevitable and imminent. 

It was literally a chain reaction, begun by Adam who let loose an Aussie yell, “This is it mates.  I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna shoot in this guy’s ass … fuck … fuck … fuuuck!”  His cock drove in deep and erupted in Seth’s ass, pushing him hard against Chad’s ass that he flooded with jizz. 

Chad yelled, “Damn that’s hot.  I can’t hold back, guys.”  He grabbed Will’s red hair and pulled his face down harder on his cock.  “Here it comes, kid.  Drink it… drink it all … yeaahh!”

Feeling the doc’s rod shudder Will took a deep breath through his nose and drank the doc’s warm juice as it poured in his mouth.  Even as he swallowed he heard Ryan yell and felt his own ass fill with his buddie’s cum.”

For a while the air was filled with groans and heavy breathing until the room echoed with Adam’s raucous laughter.  “Good on ya, mates, we did it – all us together.  Damn what that was one for the archives.”

Will was the only one who hadn’t cum, but he soon took care of that.  He pulled his face off Chad’s cock and his ass off Ryan’s and stood up, astride Chad and facing Seth who was still on his knees.  “What a party, eh, dad?  You were terrific … this is my way of thanking you, sir.”  It only took a couple of strokes before his cock spurted streams of jizz that splashed onto the swarthy face, running down the cheeks into the thick stubble of his jaw. 

Seth pulled Will down on his knees and kissed him hungrily – a newly confident Seth who would never again feel inferior to anyone or doubt his stature as one of the sexiest masters of the tribe.

<><>    A Great Team    <><>

Ryan was the first to leave the party.  “Sir,” he said to Seth, “Darius will be home soon and I gotta be there to …”

“Of course you do, kiddo.  You’ve got quite a tale to tell him.  Thanks for everything you did for us here, Ryan.  And thanks for being a friend to Will – the best pal he could have.”

The boy got hugs from them all and a “see you tomorrow, dude” from Will, then ran next door and up to the second floor.  Just in time, as Darius came in a few minutes later and said, “Hey, kid, you look like the cat who just drank all the cream – or juice of some kind.   OK, kiddo, spill.”

Ryan’s eyes opened wide and he raised his palms.  “Sir, you … will … not … believe …”

Next door Chad and Adam were taking their leave with profuse thanks for a memorable party.  “It’s me who should thank you guys,” Seth smiled. “You did more for me tonight than you know.”

“Good,” said Chad.  “So you can leave all that other bullshit behind you at last.  Adam and I learned a few things too.  You helped us find our version of monogamy, at least how we mean it.  Definitely something for us to build on.  And Will, that meal was delicious.  One day I think I’ll tie you to the bed and fuck those secret recipes out of you – with Seth’s permission, of course.”

“Be careful, doc,” Seth grinned.  “This is the new Seth you’re dealing with here.”

“New and greatly improved, mate,” Adam laughed.

A few minutes later Seth and Will were lying in bed re-hashing the party and sharing the latest tribe gossip.  “Sir, did you hear about Uncle Mike and Larry?”

“Yeah, a bit.  Randy was saying the boy has gone off the rails again.  Poor Mike is really cut up about it.  So Bob, Randy and Mark are gonna take a run out to Palm Springs to see if they can help.  Those three are quite the trio.  Bob could charm the birds out of the trees … Mark’s the voice of the law … and Randy’s, well, Randy.  If anyone can lick a boy into shape he can.”

“And did you know, sir, they’re all three in love with each other?”

“Common knowledge, kiddo.  But when it comes to three-ways, I think we put on a pretty good show ourselves tonight, didn’t we?  And you and me, kid, we’re a great team – best father and son act in the tribe.” 

Will smiled and closed his eyes.  And a minute later he was fast asleep in his dad’s arms.

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TO BE CONTINUED in “A Trial Of Strength” – Book 11: Chapter 3