Trial Of Strength (Book 14)

"A COWBOY RIDES INTO TOWN"

Cowboy Charlie makes a stunningly glamorous entry to the Grady House party – worthy of a rodeo star and a thrill for his boys Noah and Vic. He loves the boys like kid brothers, with no sex as Charlie is straight, never felt any sexual attraction to men. His look-alike brothers, Randy and Steve, help out. Therapist Doc Steve ignores his shrink handbook and creates a wild sexual solution of his own.

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<><>    A Badly Kept Secret    <><>

The Grady House was giving another party for the whole tribe, hosted, as always, by the movie heartthrob Grady and his Italian lover Mario.  This one had already started with a bang – two big bangs actually – the first featuring the hunky gardener Finn, the second with Uncle Mike, the much-loved older man regarded as the father of the tribe.

Watching the action with Mario were the tribe’s co-leaders, Randy and his lover Bob.  Bob grinned, “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 the entertainment, 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.”

“Apparently so,” Bob grinned.  “Grady was just 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.”

And they didn’t have long to wait.  The tipoff came from two of the youngest members of the group, Vic and Noah.  These two youngsters had once lived in separate apartments in the same building and had become best friends, fuck buddies and, inevitably, lovers. 

When they joined the tribe as office assistants they moved in together (at last) in their own small apartment over the office, where they were pretty much a self-contained couple, rather shy, but blissfully happy providing each other with everything they needed – domestically, socially and sexually.

But their world became much more exciting when Cowboy Charlie blew into town one day some time ago.  Charlie, a younger brother of Boss Randy, still lived in his native Texas where he had become a star on the rodeo circuit.  Whenever the circuit came to California Charlie visited the tribe where he soon became a favorite, with his square-jawed good looks, his cowboy strut and broad Texas accent.

Against all the odds, he took a real liking to Vic and Noah, and regarded them as his boys whenever he came to visit.  This was even more surprising as Charlie had one feature that set him apart from everyone else.  He was, in fact, straight – a ladies’ man with no sexual interest in men.  However, he was totally gay-friendly and joined in all the tribe’s activities – except for the sexual parts.

The young lovers, Vic and Noah, didn’t mind that as they found total sexual fulfilment in each other.  They were thrilled that the Texan Cowboy took an interest in them and looked on them as his kid brothers.  It moved him to watch their love and affection for each other despite their shyness around others. 

Vic and Noah were a sweet, affectionate couple and Charlie loved visiting them.  When he was on the road he remained in contact with them and always brought gifts for them when he visited.  It was an unusual threesome – but it worked and made them all happy.  The rest of the tribe smiled benignly as they watched all three together.

And now, rumor had it that Charlie might show up at the Grady House party.  It was a rumor that could only have come from Vic and Noah, evidenced by their mounting excitement.  If they were trying to play a subtle game of hiding a secret, they made a terrible job of it.  They positively glowed as they whispered and giggled together.

Also, as many of the guys noticed, today they had dressed differently from usual. Normally, like most of the boys, they wore shorts and T-shirts, but now they wore button-up shirts and jeans. And with their jeans they had on the cowboy boots Charlie had given them some time ago.

Mario said to Bob, “Those kids look like they’re fit to burst.  D’you think they know something we don’t know?”

“Duh,” Bob laughed, “no doubt about it.  I’d bet the farm on it.”

<><>    Vic & Noah Join The Circus    <><>

The mystery was soon solved – in spectacular fashion.  Young Brian was, as always, in charge of opening the security gates for guests as the entry system was connected to his phone.  But now, when the gate buzzer sounded and he checked his phone, he could hardly believe his eyes. “No way!!  Guys, there’s a horse outside.”

They all laughed in disbelief and Eddie blurted, “Yeah right.  This I gotta see ... like a horse pressed the buzzer to come in.”

“Not a horse, silly.  The man riding it.  If you don’t believe me, check this out.”  Brian pressed his phone, the gates swung slowly open ... and Cowboy Charlie rode in on a magnificent horse, chestnut with a white mane.  Charlie was dressed in full rodeo gear – jeans, a cowboy hat and boots, and a blue shirt unbuttoned halfway down his sculpted chest.

He pumped his fist in the air.  “Howdy, y’all.  Say hi to my rodeo pardner Bella.  Ain’t she a beaut?”   With one hand Charlie pulled back on the reins and Bella reared up on her hind legs, proudly pawing the air with her front hooves.

Of course, this theatrical display brought the crowd to its feet, with riotous greetings for the popular cowboy.  Showing why he was such a hit on the rodeo circuit Charlie trotted Bella around the grounds, weaving in and out of the cheering men and boys with overly dramatic touches like pulling Bella’s head to the side, making her whirl round and whinny happily, very much a proud part of the act.

Of course, Vic and Noah were spellbound, hopping around, hugging each other and beaming up at the handsome cowboy, who returned their smiles.

But that was just the warm-up to the act.  After showing off to the enthusiastic crowd Charlie and Bella weaved through the crowd toward Vic.  Charlie leaned down from the horse, put his arm under the boy’s armpit and scooped him off the ground.  He landed astride Bella in front of Charlie, pressed back against his chest. 

Next came Noah.  The same low scoop, but when Charlie pulled him up he twisted Noah behind him, sitting astride the horse, his arm wrapped tight round the cowboy from behind.   Charlie was sandwiched between his boys, who tentatively raised one triumphant arm, clinging on tightly with the other.

Hanging from the horn of Charlie’s saddle were two cowboy hats.   Charlie unhooked one of them and jammed it on Vic’s head in front of him.  He grabbed the other hat and whirled it around on his closed fist before reaching behind him and planting it on top of Noah.

It was almost like a new rodeo act as Bella trotted around, proudly carrying her buddy and his two excited boys.  After the amused spectators had shouted themselves hoarse Charlie resorted to the final gesture he always used in his rodeo act.  As if on his victory parade around the ring, he pulled off his half-unbuttoned shirt and, bare-chested, waved it triumphantly in the air.

His boys naturally copied him (hence the buttoned shirts today).  It was quite a sight, the cowboy and his two excited boys, stripped to the waist, twirling their shirts before tossing them into the cheering crowd. 

The performance was over.  Charlie pulled up in front of their hosts, Grady and Mario, and neatly dismounted.  He reached up, grabbed each boy in turn by the waist and set them on their feet.  Standing between them he grabbed each boy’s wrist, raised their arms in a triumphant gesture, and they all gave a low, theatrical bow before the hosts.

Mario beamed. “Splendido ... meraviglioso”.  A beautiful rodeo act.”

“Glad you think so, Mario.  Because in the back of my mind I was toying with the idea of actually using it in the show. A bit of audience participation is always good for business.  I would pluck two young visitors from the front row of the audience and do with them what I’ve just done with my boys. 

“The thing is, where to find the visitors?  They can’t really be strangers ‘cos our insurance company would have a fit and never allow it.  So I would need a couple of shills, two pre-rehearsed boys pretending to be audience members.  Now where am I gonna find two boys like that?”

The boys were stunned by the idea of actually appearing in the rodeo with their cowboy, just as they had delighted the audience here.  Of course, the reason for their earlier excitement was that they had already planned on the phone the dramatic entrance of Charlie and Bella, and their own participation.  But they had never dreamed of the possibility of taking the act public, at the actual rodeo.

Meanwhile, beautiful Bella was attracting her own well-deserved share of attention.  Charlie grinned at Brian.  “Kiddo, I know ya’ll are in charge of the guests and you’re wondering where in hell you’re gonna find a room for a horse.”

“Well, sir, we’d certainly need to get in a big supply of hay.”

Charlie threw his head back and laughed.  “Don’t sweat it, Brian, Bella is not staying.  A buddy of mine was looking after her on his ranch and was about to transfer her in a horsebox trailer to the Equestrian Center for the rodeo.  I persuaded him to make a detour here for my little show.  He’s waiting down at the entrance to your driveway, and I have to take her back to him.”

“There were moans of disappointment and Charlie said, “I know, I know, I’d like to keep her here too, she’s a great gal.  Got the right touch of glamor too, just right for my rodeo act.  But, if ya’ll wanna see her again, I’ll get you comps for a rodeo performance, where she’ll be carrying two young audience members’ from the front row.  Named Noah and Vic.

<><>    Four Clark Gables    <><>

Charlie’s theatrical entrance astride Bell was a tough act to follow – so nobody tried.  Instead, everyone settled down to a relaxing afternoon as the chefs brought out more snacks and replenished the quickly vanishing supply of beer, wine and liquor, served by Tommy manning the outdoor bar. 

The only exception to that was Boss Randy’s private supply of Johnny Walker Blue Label Scotch.  It had become the exclusive job of the redheaded assistant chef Will who hid the stash away from prying eyes, reserved solely for the boss.

Actually, on this occasion, Randy shared his top-of-the-line Scotch with his brothers.  The party was a reunion of sorts for the four brothers present – the oldest one Randy; the smart psychologist Doctor Steve; Cowboy Charlie, of course; and their kid brother Ben.

The family was legendary in the tribe.  Years ago Randy had been a roughneck day laborer taking care of five younger brothers on the hard-scrabble streets of West Texas. He had moved to California where construction work was plentiful, to be followed some years later by plucky young Ben who had walked and hitchhiked the fifteen hundred miles to L.A. to be with the tough, protective brother he hero worshipped.

Steve was different.  Their promiscuous mother had given birth to Steve barely a year after Randy.  It was too much for her to cope with, so and she had put Steve up for adoption.  He had been taken in by a wealthy family in affluent Marin County, north of San Francisco, where he had the best education and become a successful Beverly Hills therapist.

Steve and Randy looked very much alike, except that Steve was the elegant, refined version of his roughneck laborer brother.  Charlie (the only brother not sexually attracted to men) had appeared on the scene fairly recently when he had become a rodeo star.  He now had a glamour of his own, as he and Bella had just demonstrated by their stunning arrival at the Grady House.

So this was something of a historic occasion, a fact recognized by young Eddie, the self-proclaimed tribe historian and a cameraman on Grady’s latest movie. Wherever Eddie went he brought his camera equipment with him, along with his favorite saying, “Guys, this is one for the archives”.

And this, he reckoned, was definitely archive material – the four brothers all together at a Grady House party, chatting animatedly, catching up, swapping stories and raunchy insults.

Eddie was an expert at what he called ‘stealth photography’ – filming people so discreetly that the subjects were not aware they were caught on camera.  Which is what he began with now, circling the small group who were talking so loudly, with such animation, they paid no attention to him.

But Eddie finally broke his cover and said, “Hey, guys, enough of the stealth stuff.  We gotta have a few posed shots – for the archives, you know.  Let’s see here.”

Like a good party photographer Eddie arranged his subjects in various ways, ending with young Ben in the middle between Randy and Steve, their arms over his shoulders.  On the other side of Randy stood Charlie in a goofy pose, leaning against Randy, his bent elbow on his shoulder.

“Perfect, guys.  Hold still.”  Holding still was nigh on impossible for this dynamic foursome so Eddie worked fast.  The tribe archives would be the richer for his skills.

The rest of the crowd watched with fascination as the photo shoot progressed, until finally Randy called a halt.  “Hey, Eddie, let’s call it quits.  You got more footage there than ‘Gone With The Wind.’”

“Yeah,” Eddie chuckled.  “Four Clark Gables and no Scarlett Ohara.”

That brought a gust of rowdy laughter and Eddie yelled, “OK, guys.  That’s a wrap.”

<><>    Doc Steve Throws His Shrink Manual Out The Window    <><>

The party settled down again – couples and groups splashing in the pool, hanging at the bar, boys clustered around Vic and Noah pumping them excitedly for inside gossip of the rodeo and what their part would be.

“Look at those two, will ya?” Charlie grinned.  “They’re not used to being the center of attention, I bet.”

“No,” Steve said, “but they’re rising to the occasion.  Being your boys has given them a jolt of confidence and pride I haven’t seen in them before.”

“Especially with the prospect of being a part of your rodeo, Charlie,” Ben said.  “The other boys are tickled pink.   Were you serious about that, bro?”

“Sure, why not?  Like I said, our insurance company would never let us take the risk of injuring strangers from the audience.  But my boys make perfect shills.  You saw how they worked with me when I rode Bella in.  And I’ll make sure they’ll be well rehearsed.”

“I think it’s a great idea, bro.” Randy said.  “You really have got used to them being your boys, eh?  You’ve changed their lives, you give them everything they need.”

Charlie looked pensive.  “Yeah.  I ... I guess so.”

“You don’t sound so sure about that, cowboy.”

“Yeah, I am.  Leastways, they would say I give them what they need.”

Ever the shrink, Doc Steve weighed in.  “I’m pretty sure why you hesitate, though, Charlie.  It’s the sex thing, right?”

“You hit it, Steve.”

“But Noah and Vic say that’s no problem for them,” Ben chimed in.  “Me and the other boys have talked to them about that of course, ‘cos we have sex all the time with our men.  I mean, I couldn’t imagine not getting fucked by my guy Jason.  But they say they get enough sex with each other.  They don’t need any from Charlie.”  Ben frowned, unconvinced.  “But, er, that don’t sound right, somehow, does it, sir?”

“No, Ben, it doesn’t,” Steve agreed.  “Sounds like what we shrinks call rationalization – they can’t have something so they find a reason to say they don’t want it anyway.  But of course, sex with your buddy is not the same as sex with your man.”

“I’ll say,” Ben grinned.

Charlie sighed.  “You guys are saying just what I’ve been thinking – just what worries me.”

“Oh dear,” Steve smiled, “there we go again, taking for granted that every relationship, every love affair, has to include sex.  I could name countless relationships that are loving and successful despite there being no sex, for one reason or another.  I counsel many couples on just that subject.”

“Huh,” Randy huffed, “not me.  Pablo and me started out by fucking.  I mean, his bubble butt and my dick, a match made in heaven.”

Steve laughed.  “Don’t base everything on yourself, Randy.  Dammit, you so much as look at a boy and next thing you know, your cock’s in his ass.  You have a reputation for fucking every kid in the tribe.”

“And I ain’t heard one complaint yet, bro.  They all come back for more.”

“And compared with y’all I’m just a limp dick,” Charlie grinned ruefully.

“Hmm,” Steve said pensively.  “I have a feeling you’re looking at this in the wrong way, that sex between men comes down to one act – dicks in butts.  I keep up with the gossip here, and I understand that when Noah and Vic make love, it’s a whole lot better when Charlie’s watching.

“Yeah, they told me that too,” Ben said.

“After all,” Steve continued, “that’s often what a sexual three-way comes down to – one guy fucking another while the third watches, even jerks off watching.  That’s the way they all find sexual gratification.”

Randy chuckled.  “OK, doc, enough of the shrink mumbo-jumbo.  Usually your therapy sessions end with you throwing the shrink handbook out the window and coming up with something weird and wonderful that you wouldn’t find in no damn manual.  It would have every dead therapist spinning in his grave.”

“Well, as a matter of fact ...” Steve said, with a roguish smile on his chiseled features.  The others leaned closer to hear what was running through their brother’s devious mind.  “Looking round this table I see guys who have the same handsome looks as their hero Charlie.  We are brothers, after all.  So I was thinking that a substitute for getting butt-fucked by Charlie might be getting it from Charlie’s look-alike brother.”

“What?  As simple as that?” Randy asked dubiously.  “Switch one bro for the other, problem solved?  I don’t think so, dude.”

Steve laughed.  “Randy, you know me better than that.  My solutions are never ‘as simple as that’, as you put it.  So let’s see what we got here.  

“First, we got two kids who are eager to get fucked.  We got a sexy cowboy who they love, and who gives them everything they need – except his dick up their butt.  And they love watching the cowboy watching them have sex. Plus, we got two adult brothers who resemble the boys’ hero Charlie.”

“So ...?” Charlie asked.

“So, we throw all these ingredients in the blender, turn it on, and what comes out?”

“I know, I know,” Ben said eagerly.  “I can tell you.  You got two horny kids getting butt fucked by two older guys, his brothers.  And you got a third look-alike brother, their hero, watching them take it up the butt, something that always turns them on.  Oh, and, er, by the way.  You got a younger kid brother watching the whole show ... with a camera that his buddy Eddie gave him – for the archives.  ‘Cos this is definitely an archive moment.  Am I close, Doc?”

“You scored a bullseye, junior,” Steve smiled.  “Now for who gets who.  Vic seems the more adventuresome of the two so you should take him, Randy.  You might scare Noah, so leave him to me.  Only thing is, now we gotta check with it out with the two boys themselves, the fuck-ees.  You think they’ll go for it?”

“Duh,” chanted the other three in scornful unison.

<><>    The Five-Way    <><>

Vic and Noah had been watching out of earshot, wonder what their man Charlie could be talking about so earnestly with his three brothers, Randy, Steve and Ben.  But when their plotting seemed to have reached a conclusion, bare-chested Charlie absented himself for a few minutes.

Randy called the boys over but still gave them no explanation of what was in store for them.   He simply said, “Kids, you prob’ly noticed us brothers plotting, and it was about you.  Your man Charlie agrees with us that you look horny, so he’s agreed to loan you out to me and Steve.  Don’t worry, he’s totally on board with this and says you’ll love it.”

Steve took over.  “You already took your shirts off when you rode Bella, a real sexy look – two bare-chested junior cowboys. Now just lie next to each other on the grass there, on your backs.”

“Er, is Charlie coming back, sir?” Noah asked.

“Of course.  He’s a big part of this ... what you might call a five-way, if you wanna get technical, which we don’t..  Just go with the flow, kids.  You know you can trust your cowboy.”  The last of their nervousness had disappeared and they excitedly did as instructed. 

The rest of the men and boys had watched all this with growing curiosity and now moved closer for a better view of what was clearly going to be an event to remember – and even filmed by young Ben circling the scene with one of Eddie’s cameras.

Randy stood grinning down at Vic, with Steve next to him smiling reassuringly at Noah.  They both pulled off their shirts and knelt before their chosen boys, rubbing the bulge in their shorts.  The boy’s dicks were stiff in their jeans.  They had both been fucked before by Randy (hadn’t everyone?) but not by the handsome Doctor Steve, known in the tribe as the cleaned-up version of Randy.

Charlie had perfected the art of the dramatic late entrance at the rodeo, and there was now a long, suspense-building pause while everyone waited in silence.

“Then suddenly, there he was, standing between his brothers, and the boys gasped.  He was dressed in full rodeo outfit – jeans, boots, and a dark blue shirt, halfway unbuttoned as always, giving a glimpse of a white tank underneath, stretched over his muscled pecs.  And, of course, his cowboy hat.  He pressed his thumb to the brim, tilted the hat back on his head and flashed his macho smile. 

“Howdy ya’ll, you waiting for me?   Well I’m here, so let’s get this show on the road. He walked forward, reached down and pulled down Vic’s jeans, which were wide enough to slide over his boots.  Noah got the same treatment and Charlie smiled down at them approvingly, each of them lying side by side, naked except for their boots.”

“Boy, have I got myself two of the sexiest boys in town.  So sexy that my brothers wanted me to share them with them just this once.  You up for that, kids?”

“Yes please, sir,” they said in unison.

 “OK, my brothers, they’re all yours.”

In unison Randy and Steve unzipped their shorts and pulled out their matchingly large, already semi-erect cocks.  They stroked them to full rock-hardness, dropped to their knees and pushed the boys’ legs back, boots high in the air.  They pressed the head of their cocks between their butt-cheeks and eased slowly inside.  As they did so, Charlie, just as slowly, began to unbutton his shirt.

The effect on the boys was stunning as they watched the rugged cowboy revealing more of his pecs while they felt his brothers’ cocks slide inside them.  They could scarcely separate the visual sensation of Charlie exposing his chest and the physical sensation of a cock pushing deep in their ass..

Just as the cocks came to a halt deep inside them, Charlie undid the last button of his shirt, pulled the tail out of his jeans’ waist and let it hang open, giving a full view of the white cotton tank clinging to the slabs of his pecs.

There followed the most erotic sequence of moves – the rhythm of the cocks massaging each boy’s ass, accompanied by the cowboy’s slow striptease.  Charlie shrugged off the shirt and let it fall, just as his brothers pushed deeper inside them.  The awestruck onlookers knew how this must impact the mesmerized boys, an overwhelming mix of visual and sexual as the three brothers worked on them in erotic unison.

Next came Charlie’s tank.  He took off his hat with one hand and reached the other hand behind his neck. He pulled up on the shirt, exposing first his ripped abs, the bottom curve of his pecs, then his full, muscled torso as he flung the tank aside.  He replaced his hat, tilting it jauntily on the back of his head. 

This was the shirtless cowboy the boys had seen countless times riding his victory lap at the rodeo.  Except this was different.  This was almost as if the bare-chested cowboy was fucking them while he stripped.  They could not separate the various sensations they were feeling – one was no sexier than the other. 

This is what Doc Steve had meant when he described the totality of making love – different for every couple, a mix of physical and visual combining in an overwhelming sexual rush, all of it an expression of deep love and affection that the cowboy shared with his ecstatic boys.

The boys stared at the rugged faces of Charlie’s brothers – Boss Randy and Doc Steve – as their cocks massaged their asses, then turned their gaze on Charlie.  Even the three faces merged, just as the boys could not separate the sexual feelings invading their minds and bodies.  It was one singular sexual sensation, with their man Charlie at the center.

The action continued and their minds were spinning.  Then at last Charlie made his move.  They were mesmerized as he stepped forward and stood between his brothers.  The handsome cowboy towered over his boys, his arms folded across his bare, muscled chest.  In a daze Noah and Vic reached across and stroked each other’s cock.  Charlie had watched this erotic act many times, but never while the boys were getting butt-fucked by his brothers.

He smiled down at them.  “That looks so hot, boys.  I wanna see you shoot together.  You ready?”

“Yes please, sir.”

“OK, my brothers. Y’all look so goddamn sexy, I want to see you fill my boys with your jizz while they cum for us.  You ready?  Do it now ... yeaah ....” 

Charlie took off his hat and waved it triumphantly in the air as his brothers and his boys erupted in a four-way orgasm never before seen by the astonished spectators.  Many in the crowd spilled their own loads, as Ben lowered his camera at last.

“As Eddie is so fond of saying, guys, ‘that’s a wrap’.  Fade to black.”

<><>    “Good On Ya, Mates”    <><>

Actually there was nothing black about it.  It was a colorful eruption of cheers and laughter as they crowded round Charlie, his brothers and his boys.  Charlie reached down and pulled Vic and Noah to their feet and into a tight three-way hug. 

The chefs, who had left their kitchen to watch the spectacle, now replenished the supply of snacks and drinks.  In a short while they would start their preparations for the first big dinner of the Grady House party.

Randy shook Steve’s hand.  “Another shrink triumph, bro.  I love it when you throw the handbook away and go with your gut.

“Yeah, it’s kinda like flying blind, you never know what’s gonna happen.  Anyway, I’m bushed.  No more sex for me for a while.”

“Me neither,” chuckled his fellow doctor Chad. “Watching that spectacle was enough for me, I shot my wad, I’m done.”

”I’m real sorry to hear that, mate.”  The deep accented Australian voice came from the back of the crowd.  In all the excitement no one had noticed the gate buzzer sounding except Brian, who had opened the gate for the last, late guest to arrive.

Chad’s lover Adam, a tall handsome Aussie with chiseled features and short black hair, had come straight from the airport.  He was a chief cabin purser for QANTAS and had just flown in from Sydney on one of the airline’s jumbo, two-deck A380 aircraft.

Now he stood in front of his lover Chad, who looked up and beamed. Adam was still in his airline uniform – sleek black suit, crisp white shirt and red and black tie.  It was the sexy look that had passengers drooling as the macho on-board executive strode up and down the aisles.  Now he pulled Chad to his feet and hugged him.

“Good flight?” Chad smiled.

“Well, if by ‘good flight’ you mean were the customers happy, no complaints, and we landed on time, yes.  But if you mean taking care of the demands of five-hundred passengers for thirteen nonstop hours, and supervising twenty cabin crew on that huge aircraft, now that’s a slog.”

“Come on Adam,” Bob laughed, “you know you get off on those five hundred admiring faces lusting for the gorgeous purser as he strides down the aisles.”

“We did more than drool,” Nate said, “the first time Jamie and me flew to Sydney on Adam’s flight.  When we saw the drop-dead-gorgeous flight supervisor we spread a blanket over our laps and jerked each other off.”

“Good on ya, mates,” Adam laughed.  “I remember wondering if that’s what you were doing.”  But you know what?  A 13-hour flight like that always makes me horny as a toad.  Any offers?”

There was a clamor of “Me ...me...me...” but Doc Chad took the lead.  “Well, buddy, you may look sexy as all get-out in that uniform, but the first thing we gotta do is get you out of it.  Allow me.”

While the crowd watched the start of another sexual display Chad stared into his lover’s brown eyes and slowly unknotted Adam’s tie.  He let it fall loose round his neck, then unbuttoned his shirt while Nate got behind him and pulled off his jacket.  Gasps and sighs met the sight of the handsome, muscular Aussie, his white shirt open over his chest, still tucked in at his slim waist.

“I’ll leave the rest to you, stud,” Chad grinned.

“No worries, mate.  It’s a smaller crowd than the five hundred I’m used to, but at least you don’t need a lap blanket like Nate and Jamie did.  And I sure can’t compete with that incredible five-way we just watched.  But OK, here goes.”

Adam slid the tie from round his neck, then pulled his shirttails from the waistband of his uniform pants.  He shrugged the shirt off and stood before them stripped to the waist, a light covering of short black hair on his bare chest. 

He opened his arms sideways, smiled invitingly and drawled.  “OK, mates, my man Chad is temporarily out of commission, but I’m hot and horny.  Any takers?”

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