Trial Of Strength (Book 14)

"UNCLE MIKE TAKES CHARGE"

When the crowd of men and boys is gathered at the Grady House, the swaggering mechanic, Randy’s son Pablo, shows off. He neglects his sweet, shy boy Tyler and insults the popular redheaded chef Will. Luckily Uncle Mike, the tribe’s older father figure, has joined them and takes charge. He gives strong pep talks to Tyler and Pablo, then punishes Pablo physically.

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<><>    A Great Opening Act    <><>

The tribe was gathering slowly for a party at the Grady House.  And it was preceded by an erotic event.  Miguel’s boy Finn, feeling insecure in such company, had lost his cool and paid the price.  He submitted his ass to one of the party hosts, Mario.  To reassert his dominance he had given the other host, Grady, the kind of rough-sex fuck Grady always craved.

Mario turned to Miguel and Finn.  “You are such a wonderful couple.  You probably want to be alone now to work things out and make up.  And there’s one perfect place to do that.  Brian, give them the key to the secret garden.”

Brian, Grady’s boy, did so smilingly.  He had been fussing around Grady in his wheelchair, making sure he was OK after the epic fuck.  Now he said, in quiet desperation, “Sirs, we gotta go help Danny.  More and more guests are arriving and he’s handling them all on his own.”

“Oh, si, of course. We must go.

“So, the party’s definitely on eh, guys?” Randy said.

Bob smiled.  “Well, you certainly had a great opening act to kick it off.  You think the rest of the party will live up to the opener?”

Randy put his arm round him.  “Hey, what do you think, buddy?  These guys know how to party, they party hard.  So let the games begin.

And they soon did.  Mario and Brian were kept busy opening the security gates, welcoming the new arrivals and showing them to their guest rooms – about thirty guests in all.

Danny, the young house chef, was to be assisted by the five chefs from the tribe’s compound – The twins Kyle and Kevin, young redhead Will, and the newest addition Felipe.  With that many chefs they could work in shifts, giving them the opportunity to enjoy the party too.

As always they gathered in the spacious garden, by the pool, where Danny’s lover Tommy had set up the outdoor bar.  At all these parties Tommy was in charge of drinks, which were many, eagerly consumed in great quantity by the grateful guests. Tables of food were spread out to keep everyone going until dinnertime.

<><>    Two Mechanics    <><>

The party had been in full swing for some time when the last two guests arrived – Uncle Mike and his boy Larry. Mike, still handsome, fit and muscular in his late fifties, owned a popular leather/biker bar in Palm Springs where Larry, a good-looking young mechanic, had his own successful business repairing motorbikes.

Uncle Mike was extremely popular in the tribe, respected and admired as a wise father figure by all, even by the tribe’s leader, the tough gypsy Randy.  Mike was also the only man Randy called sir, the only man who could control him. 

They made the rounds of the other guests, ending up at a small group where they were greeted especially warmly.  Randy and his lover and co-leader Bob were standing with their own little family.  Chief among them were Randy’s adopted son Pablo, a sexy, muscular mestizo, the chief mechanic of their construction company. 

Next to him, happily soaking up his every word, was his adoring boy Tyler.  They were an odd match – Pablo, the tough swaggering mechanic who prided himself on being the “boss’s boy”, and the quiet unassuming young Tyler who worshipped Pablo.

Also with them was the assistant chef Will, taking his break from the kitchen.  He was popular with everyone, and a particular favorite of Randy, who always called him by his nickname, Red.

Mike and Larry were greeted boisterously, with an especially tight man-hug from Randy.  “Hey you old rascal, haven’t seen you in a while.  How’s it hangin’?”

Mike laughed his throaty laugh.  “No so much ‘hanging’ right now as full erect, after this hug from the sexiest man alive.  You been up to your usual mischief.  Well, watch it ‘cos I’m here now to keep you in line.”

Palo and Larry high-fived each other heartily.  They had a lot in common – both of them mechanics, both boys of powerful men – and they were soon talking trucks and bikes.  This was way out of Tyler’s league, though, and he hung back shyly.  And Pablo made no attempt to include him in his conversation. 

This was not lost on several of the others, especially Bob who was always alert to any boy’s discomfort. Randy, however, didn’t notice.  He was proud of his macho boy Pablo who modeled himself on his adoptive dad’s arrogance – the boss’s boy indeed.

Pablo was saying to Larry, “I’ll be doing a bit of work while I’m here.  Randy came here on his Harley and it’s giving him trouble.”

“That’s a helluva powerful machine, dude.”

“Tell me about it.  Temperamental too.  The timing belt’s always been a problem and I told him I’d take a look at it while were up here.”

“Maybe I could give you a hand?  Two mechanic’s heads are better then one.”

“Sure thing, buddy.  Hey, we could do it now before the party gets into the dinner thing and all. Randy parked it in the garage here.  Let’s go.”

<><>    Teaching Tyler To Be Tyler    <><>

Pablo slung his arm over Larry’s shoulder and they walked away, without looking back – especially not at Tyler who looked disappointed, bereft and confused.

Several of the men noticed Pablo’s neglect of the timid boy but no one took action – except young Will.  He had a soft spot for Tyler, as he himself had once been shy and lonely before joining the tribe and becoming a chef.  So now he ran after the mechanics.

“Er, Pablo, what about Tyler?  He looks miserable after being abandoned and left alone so abruptly.”

Pablo looked at Will with a sarcastic grin.  “Kid, are you telling me how I should treat my boy?  Tyler will do whatever I tell him to, even if that’s to stay silent.  Is that how you handle your boy ... oh, wait, you don’t have a boy, do you?  You are a boy.  You’re Seth’s boy, not the boss’s boy.  That would be me.  So butt out, kid.  I treat my kid how I chose, and I don’t need lessons from you.”

He turned round abruptly, threw his arm again over Larry’s should and swaggered off.

Chastened, and blushing with humiliation, Will returned to the group at the table.  They were stunned by the way Pablo had spoken to Will, and Bob said, “Never mind Pablo, Will.  He was way out of line and you did the right thing.  Randy will deal with him later.”

But Randy was not about to criticize the boy he was so proud of.  Pablo modeled himself on his dad and could do no wrong. So there would be no punishment – not from Randy anyway.  Mario was looking embarrassed at this unpleasant interruption to his party and Bob leapt in to lighten the mood.

“So, Mario, what have you and Grady got lined up to entertain us with this time?”

Mario smiled graciously.  “Bob, you know very well that when we throw a party for all you guys, we let you run with it.  We don’t have to provide any special entertainment – you guys are the entertainment.  Grady, Brian and I are as eager to see what happens as you are.”

But one man was not as ready to ignore the Pablo incident as Randy was.  Uncle Mike loved Randy, his strength and leadership, but was always on the lookout for his mistakes, of which there were many.  “So is that it, Randy?.  That’s all you got to say when your boy is so rude and dismissive of young Will, a boy you always said was your favorite?”

Randy ruffled Will’s mass of curly red hair. “Ah, Will knows Pablo didn’t mean it.  Things are still fine with us, eh Red? Still buddies? Hey, did you bring with you my favorite Blue Label Scotch?”

Will brightened and smiled conspiratorially.  “Of course I did, sir, several bottles.  But don’t tell anyone ‘cos I stashed them in a hidden place in the kitchen, reserved just for you.”

“You’re a good kid – and gutsy too the way you tackled Pablo like that.  You’re lucky he didn’t take a swing at you.”

“OK, that does it,” Mike said.  “Randy, I know that, for you, the sun shines out of Pablo’s ass, and you’re never gonna discipline him.  But that don’t apply to me.  I‘ll sure let him have both barrels when he gets back. In the meantime, I wanna have a word with Tyler and Will.  Kids, bring your drinks and we’ll find another spot in the grounds here.  No need to spoil the party, Mario.  Ignore us and party on.”

Bob gave him a silent nod, the three got up from the table and went off.  They found one of the small tables that were dotted around the grounds for occasions such as this, when guys want to be alone.

They sat down, with their drinks, and Mike smiled at Tyler.  “Kiddo I’ve always admired you whenever I visit the tribe, but there’s one thing that’s bothered me.  I’ve waited for a good time to bring it up, and now seems as good a time as any.  You really, really love Pablo, don’t you?

“He’s my hero, sir.  I worship him.”

“Ah, and there’s the problem,” Mike smiled.  “Hero worship can be a dicey thing.  If it goes too far it can stifle the object of all that attention.  You love him so much that you risk becoming ... clingy.  That’s the way you were just now when Pablo met Larry – standing right behind his shoulder like his shadow, without participating in the conversation.  That can spook a guy like Pablo.

“Oh, I’m not saying it’s wrong to love someone that intensely.  But there’s a danger that if all your focus is on Pablo, you lose sight of yourself.  You’re a terrific kid in your own right.  For instance, tell me about the job you do.”

Not used to being the center of attention, Tyler blushed, but perked up at the mention of his job.  “Oh, I manage the spare parts warehouse at the construction site.”

“And do it brilliantly, so I hear, kiddo.  They say you can find any part within seconds for any member of the crew.”

“Oh that’s not thanks to me, Uncle Mike, that’s Ryan.  He’s a computer whizz and computerized the warehouse, with barcodes and everything, So all I have to do is check the computer to find what part of what shelf the part is stored.  That’s why I’m so quick – all thanks to Ryan.”

“No, Tyler, not Ryan.  I mean, sure Ryan set up a great system, he’s so talented.  But from what I hear, when he taught you how to use it you picked it up real fast and operate it brilliantly.”

“Well, sir.  Tell you the truth, I wanted Pablo to be proud of me.  I love it when he comes in with an order and I find it right away.”

“But this isn’t all about Pablo.  Well, maybe for you it is – everything’s about Pablo for you.  But I know that the whole construction crew admires what you do.  It saves them time on a busy day when they can run into the warehouse and get what they need instantly.  You’re generally known as ‘that great kid’.

“And that’s my point.  In burying yourself in Pablo and craving his good opinion, you’ve lost sight of what a great kid you are in your own right, with a life of your own.  So what has this got to do with Pablo?  I’ll tell you.

“I have a boy, as you know, Larry.  We’re real close and often work in the bar together.  But he has his own business, the bike repair shop.  He’s real good at it too, as many of the biker guys keep telling me.  He hires part-time help and has buddies who I don’t even know about.  And I tell you something.  When I get home from work and he’s not home, I feel a pang of disappointment ... and love ... for him.  I can’t wait for him to get home.

“If he were always there waiting for me, if he built his life only around me, I would start to take him for granted.  But he has his own life, and it builds his self-confidence.  We talk about the bar, and about his repair shop, and sound almost like equals.  We don’t just share our life together, we share our lives – our working lives, our problems and successes, the independent stuff we’ve had fun with and fought over.

“I’m not suggesting that you should be like Larry.  We’re all different.  But I hope you can see what I’m getting at.  Tell me about your friends.  Who would you say are you best friends?’

“Well, sir, it used to be Finn, when we were both gardeners at the compound.”  Tyler giggled.  

‘On hot afternoons we even used to have sex in the bushes.”

“Did Pablo know about that?”

“Oh I told him, sir.  He loved the idea and used to laugh about it.  But after I got the warehouse job and Finn started his landscaping partnership with Mario, we didn’t see each other much. And I guess, after that, my best friend became Will here.

“I thought so.  You’re very good together, and talk a lot, I hope.  What does Tyler talk about most, Will?”

“That’s easy, Uncle Mike.  He talks mostly about Pablo.”

“I thought so.  So here’s what I hope.  Will, I included you in this little pep-talk ‘cos you have a part to play.  When you talk to Tyler and spend time together, try to steer the conversation away from Pablo.  Concentrate on Tyler’s own life – his work, hopes, fears, all the stuff of life – his life.  You’ve heard everything I’ve said, so try to help Tyler put it into practice.”

“I would love to, sir.  Tyler and me get along great together.  I understand what you’ve been saying and I’ll do my best.  I, er, I’m not sure where to begin, though.”

“Right, I’ll give you a tip.  We’ll go back to the table now, but when Pablo gets back with Larry, don’t be there.  Go off with Tyler – go for a swim or then for a walk to dry off.  Better still, ask Brian if he needs anything from the store – he’s bound to with all that’s going on here – maybe   something for the kitchen.  Then offer to go out and buy it, the two of you.

“When Pablo gets back he’ll expect you to be waiting for him like a faithful puppy.  He’ll get a surprise to hear you’ve gone off with Will.  And I guarantee, when you come back he’ll greet you with a loving hug, glad to have you back again.  And that’ll be a small start to the new you.

“Thank you, Uncle Mike,” Tyler smiled.  “You’ve got me excited.”

“Good.  So now let’s get back to the party.”

<><>    Mike Teaches Pablo To Teach    <><>

By sheer good luck, Uncle Mike’s little scheme got an unexpected boost when Felipe came running from the kitchen to speak to Will.   “Hey, Will.  Danny sent me to tell you that we’re almost out of Dijon mustard of all things.  He forgot to add it to the purchase order.  So he would like you to extend your break and run out to the store to buy a case.  We go through so much of it as you know.  Use the company credit card and let Brandon know.

“Sure, no problem, dude.”

“And I’ll go help him,” Tyler said a little too hastily.  (Several of the men there wondered why Will would need Tyler’s help in the simple purchase of mustard, but they let it go.)

The boys gave Uncle Mike a conspiratorial grin and sped off.  It wasn’t long after that that Pablo and Larry returned from the garages.  Pablo immediately pulled his attention away from Larry and noticed that Tyler was not there.

“Hey, where’s Tyler?  He’s always here waiting for me.”

“Not this time,” said Uncle Mike with a grin.  “He and Will have gone shopping – for mustard.”

“For mustard?!  Couldn’t Will manage that on his own?  Tyler’s place is ... oh, never mind.”

He sat at the table with a mix of frustration and disappointment on his face.  When the two shoppers finally reappeared, carrying a big carton, Pablo brightened and said, “Here let me help you with that.”

“It’s OK, Pablo, I can manage,” Will said.  “I better get it straight to the kitchen.”

As he went off Pablo turned to Tyler.  “Hey, kiddo, you gave me a scare not being here.  Come here and let me give you a hug.”  He wrapped his arms round his boy and kissed him hard on the lips.  “We belong together, right?”

Tyler looked over Pablo’s shoulder and gave Mike a big, satisfied grin.  Then to Pablo, “Sir, you would never believe this guy in the grocery store.  He must have taken a fancy to Will or me – or both of us – ‘cos he followed us round the store, trying to talk to us.  He was almost drooling.  It was the store where Will used to work, so he grabbed me and pulled me into the storeroom.  We shook off the guy who was starting to look kinda creepy.”

“Good for you, kid.  You should have told him you’re already spoken for by a mean mechanic who’d beat him to a pulp if he touched my boy.”

Mike’s little scheme had paid off even better than he had hoped, and he smiled knowingly at the elated Tyler.  For once, when Pablo got back, the conversation was all about Tyler, thanks to the boy’s newfound confidence. 

Now for Pablo.  After a few minutes of small talk, Mike said, “Er, Pablo, can I have a private word with you?”

“Sure, in a minute, Mike.”

“No, now!”  Mike’s voice had the same steely tone he had perfected when throwing drunks out of his bar.  Startled, Pablo got up and followed Mike to the same shady table where Mike and Tyler had talked earlier.

“What’s this all about, Mike?  Why the hurry?”

“You should know that while you were away I had a long pep talk with Tyler about him and you.  You probably noticed a difference in him when you got back.”

“Sure I did.  He wasn’t there waiting for me.”

“Yeah,” Mike grinned, “and when he got back from the store he grabbed the reins of the conversation and ran with it.  I bet that hasn’t happened in a while.”

“No, he always waits for me to take the lead.”

“Exactly, and that, my boy, is not a good thing.  In hero worshipping you, the boy has lost sight of himself and his own life.  I said as much to Tyler.  Tell me something, Pablo?  Do you love Tyler?”

Pablo was taken aback.  “What kind of a question is that?  Sure I do, and the kid is totally devoted to me – he’s like my shadow.”

“Dude, you didn’t answer my question.  I asked if you love Tyler and you told me how devoted he is to you.  Let me rephrase it.  What do you love about your boy?”

“Well, I guess the fact that he’s always there for me, always does what I tell him and depends on me for everything.  Makes me feel like a man.”

“Hm, I thought so.  Now, tell me what you felt just now when you got back with Larry and found that Tyler wasn’t there.”

“What did I feel?  Well, surprise first of all ... he’s always there.  Then a flash of anger ...”

“And then?”

“Well, I was sorry he wasn’t there.  I like seeing his face always when I come into the house.  I guess I missed him.  When he finally came back that’s when I realized I had missed him.  I loved his shining face and gave him a big hug.”

“A more passionate one than usual?”

“Well yeah, now you mention it.”

“And you listened in amusement when he described his little adventure with the store stalker.”

“Yeah, he was more lively than usual.  I loved that.”

“You see where I’m going with all this, Pablo?  You just said you loved Tyler’s shining face, his liveliness telling his story.  Pablo, you loved Tyler for Tyler himself, not just because he hero-worships you.  And that’s just as it should be. 

“OK, so let’s go back to when you went off with Larry.  No harm in that, you two are good buddies and have a lot in common.”

“So?”

“So, you didn’t look back to see Tyler’s reaction.  You had forgotten he was even there.  So I’ll tell you how he looked ... bereft, sad.  He had been let down by his hero.  That’s why his pal Will ran after you to remind you about your own boy.  That, by the way, was shameful – the way you reacted by attacking and belittling that gutsy young redhead.  There was no need for that.”

“Yeah, you’re right, Mike.  I gotta apologize to him for that.  But we have a rule about guys interfering in how a man handles his boy,”

“But you weren’t handling you boy, dude.  You had forgotten all about him.  That’s why Will jumped in.”

“OK, Mike, so I get that I don’t pay enough attention to Tyler himself, his life, his joys and fears.  But when we’re alone I make up for it.”

“How?”

“We do talk when we’re alone, though I admit it’s mostly about me.  And when we go to bed I love the feel of his naked body, his back pressed against my chest when we lie like spoons.  I feel his vulnerability and I know I have to protect him.  And I do ... protect him from outsiders.”

“Pablo, it’s about time you started to protect him from you, from your mistakes, from your neglect of him.  But what you just described proves that you really do love the boy.  But you gotta work on changing the balance of your relationship – tilt it toward him and away from you.

“Look, Pablo, I told Tyler that hero-worship brings complications, it’s not always a good thing.  It can become clingy and stifle the hero figure.  You said before that Tyler is like your shadow.  Dude, he is your shadow, with not much of a life of his own.”

“That’s just it, Mike. I do feel that.  I used to be the same with Randy when I was younger, but he set me straight, made me realize I was a man in my own right.”

“You know, Pablo, there’s a word we haven’t mentioned yet – teacher.”

“Yeah, Randy’s a great teacher but I’m not sure I can be as good.  You know I model myself on Randy but somehow I can’t copy that.”

“I’ll tell you why.  Randy loves all the boys so much he can tell what they’re feeling, what they need.  That’s one reason I love the big gypsy so much.  After you attacked Will, look at the way Randy took care of his Red as he calls him affectionately.  He understood the hurt he was feeling.

“You said you protect Tyler and I’m sure you do, but you have to teach him too.  Here’s an example.  When you get home, don’t expect him to always to be there like a puppy dog wagging his tail.  Educate him.  Talk to him about his day, and emphasize his life and find out what his needs and pleasures are.  I know it gets complicated, man/boy relationships are tough.  I have my own problems with Larry, even though we love each other like crazy.

“Uncle Mike, I understand everything you’ve been saying, and it makes a whole lot of sense.  I’ll try my best to put it all into action with Tyler.”  Pablo grinned.  “You know, until this talk I didn’t realize how much I take my boy for granted.  In fact I did realize how much I really do love him.”

“That’s my boy.  And if ever you want to talk to me again, I’ll be right here.

“Thanks Uncle Mike.”   Pablo hugged the older man.  “Now I understand why Randy’s so crazy about you – and always calls you sir.”

<><>    Or Whatever Part Of Your Anatomy ...    <><>

When Mike and Pablo got back to the group at the table it had grown in size.  In fact most of the tribe was there, at the table and sprawled round the pool.  They all knew that something was up between Mike and Pablo, that Mike had given him one of his famous pep talks that made him such an admired and respected “father of the tribe.”  They looked expectantly at Pablo, who remained standing.

“Guys, I have something to say.  Most of you saw my little temper tantrum earlier when I insulted Will and neglected my boy Tyler.  So now, in front of you all, I apologize to Will, who is a terrific kid, a great chef, and didn’t deserve my abuse.

“Then there’s Tyler, the best boy a guy could have – I don’t deserve him.  But I tell you all, here and now, that I love Tyler and swear to protect and nurture him – neglect is a thing of the past.  Now for something Tyler doesn’t know.  The construction site will be closed till the end of next week until the big new contracts are signed and sealed.  In that rest period I intend to take Tyler fishing up at the lake in the Angeles Forest – just us two so he can get acquainted with the new, and I hope improved, Pablo.”

Tyler gasped and his eyes brimmed with tears while the assembly cheered.

“But guys, there’s a rule in our family that if a man misbehaves, and especially if he harms one of the boys, he pays the price – he gets punished.  I know some of you will say that’s not necessary, but it is to me – the more public the better, and it don’t get more public than right here in front of you all.”

Pablo grinned.  “You also know that my dad Randy is not good at punishing his own son – or, if he did, I would enjoy it too much.  So I turn to the man who is responsible for the change in me and in Tyler.

“I thank you, Uncle Mike for your wisdom and patience with us both. But now I need something more than your wisdom and patience, Mike.  I need your heavy hand – or whatever part of your anatomy you choose to use.  Will you complete my education and do what I ask, sir?”

“Be my distinct pleasure,” Mike grinned.

<><>    Tough Love    <><>

Mike stood up beside Pablo and pointed to a nearby tree.  “Over there, boy.”

They walked over to the tree and Mike said in his gritty voice.  Pablo, you’re a great guy and Randy should be proud of you.  You copy yourself on him, including his faults and mistakes, his angry outbursts and arrogance.  And it’s that we’re dealing with now.”

He shoved Pablo hard and he fell face-first against the tree trunk.   Pressing his chest hard against the bark he reached up and grabbed two smaller branches sticking out of each side of the trunk.  Mike was transformed from the wise, kindly old uncle they knew and loved, to a steely man of vengeance.  And Pablo was his victim. 

Mike ran his hands down Pablo’s back, then grabbed his T-shirt and ripped it down so it hung in shreds round his ass.  He reached round, ripped open his jeans and let them fall.  There was a gasp from the onlookers.  Pablo was famous for the perfect globes of his ass, and now they were framed by the torn fragments of his shirt.

“Un-fucking-believable,” Mike grinned.  “Can’t wait to get inside that.  He approached Pablo, pressed against the tree, reached up and curled his hands over Pablo’s on the branches, effectively trapping him.  Pablo was at the mercy of the tough, muscular older man, and he had few illusions about what came next.

“Aaagh!!”  He howled as Mike’s thick cock pierced his butt, pulled back and drove in again.  “You’re ripping my ass open, man.”

“That is the general idea, boy.  Just what you deserve.”

Alarmed, Tyler grabbed the hand of Will next to him.  “Don’t worry kiddo.  Mike knows what he’s doing, and Pablo can take it, after years of getting plowed by Randy.”

Mike didn’t hold back, slamming in deep again and again, until Pablo sagged forward against the tree.  Mike pulled Pablo’s hands off the branches and turned him around, his back now against the tree.  Mike used fragments of Pablo’s shirt to tie his wrists to the branches way above his head.  Soon, his legs had been pulled up and he was bent double, his legs slung over Mike’s shoulders.

Mike had barely broken the rhythm of his assault and Pablo was soon being fucked again in this degrading position, hanging helplessly from the tree.  It was an amazing sight, the macho mechanic bent double, his flawless ass at the mercy of the older man – who showed no mercy at all.

The crowd watched breathlessly, knowing that the pain in his stretched arms and his battered butt must be intense.  Mike knew that too, and at last had mercy on him.  Again, barely breaking his fuck rhythm, he untied Pablo’s wrists, pulled him away from the tree and got behind him.  He looped his arms round Pablo’s chest from behind and locked his hands behind his neck in an unbreakable full nelson wrestler hold.

The crowd was treated to the amazing sight of Pablo stepping painfully forward in a futile attempt to escape the hold, while Mike continued fucking as they shuffled forward in tandem. And finally the tough mechanic gave up.  He was beaten and begged for release.  “I’m done, man, I can’t take anymore.  I submit.  I’ve behaved horribly, to my own boy, to Will, and even the guys who watched.  Cum in my ass, dude.  I need it to stop.”

“Mike grinned.  “OK, Tyler.  Get over here and kneel before your beaten man.”  Desperate to save Pablo more pain, Tyler obeyed Mike, ran forward and knelt, his face inches from Pablo’s stiff cock.  Instinctively he bent his head forward and let the dick slide into his mouth. “If you make him cum in your mouth, boy, I’ll cum in his butt and it’s over.”

Tyler worked feverishly on his man’s cock and the result was almost inevitable.  Pablo yelled, “Make him stop, boy, make me cum down your throat.  Yeaahh ....”.

Mike growled, “Your boy saved you, dude.  Here it comes... now ...”  Mike’s muscular body flexed, he rammed in deep one last time and filled the victim’s ass with jizz.  He released his hold on Pablo who slumped exhausted to his knees, at Tyler’s feet, in a humiliating gesture of remorse.

Tyler pulled him to his feet and they hugged, long and hard.  He gave Pablo a clean T-shirt he had brought, and Pablo gave Tyler the shredded remains of his old one.  “Here, kiddo.  Keep this rag as a sign that the old Pablo is gone.  No more swagger.”

When Mike came back Randy greeted him with an enthusiastic man-hug. The two tough buddies were brimming with mutual congratulations.  “Well, old timer, you did it again.  You’re fucking incredible, dude, the way you handle these guys.”

“Yeah, don’t you forget it, boy.  You misbehave and I’ll be right behind you – give you some of what Pablo just got.”

Pablo got a standing ovation and he raised Tyler’s hand in triumph.  “And now, kid, we got a fishing trip to plan.

<><>    Gone Fishin’    <><>

It was a beautiful sight for the clan to witness.  Man and boy sat at a table not far from the group, who listened intently.

“OK, so the lake in the forest is great ‘cos no one hardly ever goes there.  It’s hard to get to, over a narrow dirt track hidden by bushes.. We’ll have it all to ourselves. 

“What kind of fish does it have, sir?”

“Well, there’s striped bass, trout and salmon, and a few others.

“And I’ve always wondered about the difference between fly fishing and using bait like worms.”

“Good question Tyler.  Bait fishing is easy.  You put a worm on the hook and hang your line over the side of the boat.  Fly fishing is like this.  Pablo mimed flinging the rod back over his shoulder, then casting the line into the distance.  “I know Grady has a great collection of fancy flies.  I’ll ask him to show us later.”

Bob and Mario were wreathed with satisfied smiles as they watched the harmonious domestic scene.  “You know, Mario, I could almost swear you set up these events at your parties, like a puppet master pulling the strings.”

Mario laughed merrily.  “I wish I could take the credit, Bob, but I can’t.  I have nothing to do with it, except to invite you men up here and let you take over.  You guys make your own party. And there’s evidently a lot more to come.  Grady was saying he’s hoping Randy’s brother, Cowboy Charlie, will show up. His rodeo is coming to town. 

“Perfetto – the cowboy and the gypsy.  Now there’s a circus act that’ll liven up any party.

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TO BE CONTINUED IN “A Trial Of Strength – Book 14: Chapter 13