Trial Of Strength (Book 13)

"NEW BOY OSSIE LEARNS ABOUT LOVE"

A new boy joins the clan. Good-looking Ossie, black with green eyes, is nineteen, cheerful, savvy, even sassy. But he’s a rookie in matters of love and sex. “I get hard-ons a lot, jerk off to gay porn, but I’ve never actually touched a guy sexually. Not sure I’d even know what to do.” The sexy identical twins Kyle & Kevin show Ossie what to do, ending in his most intense climax ever.

In the previous chapter

The three-night stay in a luxury hotel had worked wonders on the roughneck construction boss Seth and his redheaded boy Will.  Seth had realized that, even though he was a tough laborer at heart, he could dress up and hold his head high in the refined world of a five-star hotel. 

In fact, he was much admired, even lusted after by the hotel’s guests and staff, and Will grinned, “Looks like that smart/savage look is a hit, sir.

They drove back home in high spirits – and with a passenger.  They had befriended a cheerful young black man, Ossie, who worked in the hotel’s accounting department.  A big-city boy at heart, Ossie told them of his desire to live and work in Los Angeles.”

He had a four-day break from work, so Seth and Will had given him a ride to the city in Seth’s truck.  Will had already mentioned Ossie in a phone call to the tribe’s office manager Brandon, who was currently short of staff.  As soon as they got back, Brandon lost no time in interviewing Ossie, whose previous work in payroll exactly matched Brandon’s requirements.

He took Ossie to meet the tribe’s co-leader and managing director, Bob, who took an immediate liking to the young man, and Ossie was stunned by Bob’s classically handsome looks and muscled body.  But their interview was interrupted by Bob’s lover Randy, the tribe’s tough gypsy boss, who stormed into the room in a rage.  He had been in a huge fight with one of his workers and, as usual after a fight, needed to re-assert his manhood by rough-fucking Bob.

Randy told Brandon and Ossie to stay and watch.  Don’t leave, kid.  I’m the boss around here and if you’re gonna be one of us, you gotta see how we take care of stuff here.”

The savage fuck was classic Randy, the kind Bob always loved, ending in a dramatic climax of simultaneous orgasms.  Having proven he was unquestionably “the boss of this outfit’, Randy’s anger vanished and he turned and smiled warmly at the startled Ossie.

“So, kiddo, I know all that was like throwing you in at the deep end.  After what you’ve just seen, you still wanna come and join us?”

“Yes please, sir.  More than ever.”

Randy roared with laughter and ruffled Ossie’s hair.  “Good answer, kid, that’s my boy.”  He bent down and pointed at Bob, lying naked on the bed.  “You see that man over there, the one I just fucked up the ass?  That is the finest, most gorgeous, sexiest man on the planet.  He’s your boss’s boss – you do what he tells you, and you and me are gonna be pals.  And if ever anyone hurts you, you come straight to me and I’ll take care of you.”

He kissed Ossie’s cheek.  “Yeah, you’re our kinda guy, kid, you’ll fit in real well.  You’re hired.  He’s hired, Brandon.”

“Just what I was about to say, sir.  You took the words right out of my mouth.”

Randy strode out of the room, and the door closed behind him.  Ossie turned to face Bob who had pulled on his jeans and was zipping them up. “Congratulations, Ossie.  I’m so glad you’ll be joining us.” 

Ossie stared at the spectacular man, stripped to the waist, his bare, sculpted chest still splashed with his own semen.  Bob smiled, opened his arms, folded them round the mesmerized boy and gave him a loving open-mouthed kiss.  Ossie felt the warmth of his breath, felt the muscles of his chest ripple as they pressed against him.  In a trance, he felt a warmth spread over his whole body ... and his cock erupted in his shorts.

His body shuddered as Bob pulled away and looked down at the wet patch growing larger on the boy’s jeans.  Bob laughed, “OK, Ossie, now you really are one of us.  Brandon, take this boy away, sign him up and take real good care of him.  He’s exactly what you need.”

“Thank you, sir, I agree.  Come on kiddo, lets get you settled in – and find you some dry pants.”

=======    Book 13: Chapter 24   =========

<><>    New Boy Ossie Starts Work    <><>

As they headed back to the office Brandon asked, “So how d’you feel, Ossie?”

“I, er ... I’m not sure, sir ... kinda dazed, I think.”

Brandon laughed, “A lot to take in, I know.  We all felt the same our first few days with the tribe.  Not that we all had that melodramatic introduction by Randy.  What’s your impression of him?”

“I ... I never met anyone like him.  I was scared by how savage he was with Bob, but after that he seemed to change into a different guy when he spoke to me ... real kind and gentle.  How can a man be both those things?”

“Randy can.  He’s the most amazing guy ... everyone’s in love with him, scary as he can be sometimes.   He and Bob go back a long way, it’s quite a story.  They met by chance in a bar over ten years ago when Randy was just a casual day laborer.  Fast forward to today and they head up a successful construction company, and this big family of ours.

“Randy’s not called the King of the Gypsies for nothing.  He can be as fierce as a tiger, never gets beat in a fistfight.  But when he’s with the boys he’s gentle as a lamb.  

“He grew up on the means streets of West Texas, him and five younger brothers.  He brought those kids up in that hard-scrabble life, the strict, idolized big brother, and if anyone threatened them he defended them like a tiger protects his cubs.  He’s the same with all the boys here.  Sometimes when I watch him talk to a young guy it brings tears to my eyes.

“The only man who can control him is his lover Bob.  Randy is crazy in love with him.  He used to be scared Bob would leave him, ‘cause Bob’s this smart, classy business executive, the total opposite of Randy. You have never seen two guys as much in love with each other as those two.”

Ossie grinned.  “Guess I made a total fool of myself when he hugged me and I creamed my shorts.  It’s just that that gorgeous man pressing his bare chest against me ...”

“Oh, you don’t have to explain yourself, Ossie.  We’re all in love with Bob too and he has caused many an orgasm.  He’s what the boys call a masturbatory image ... they can jerk off just looking at him.  And now, kiddo, like Randy said, Bob is gonna be your boss’s boss. 

“Hell, I could go on all day talking about the tribe, how it grew from two hot guys in a bar into the great big family it is today, over thirty of us.  But I mustn’t get distracted.  I have to sign you up formally and talk about your job and your future.  Poor Ryan has been holding the fort all on his own in the office, must be going crazy.”

That would have been true if Ryan, a Thai boy, had not been so calm and level-headed under pressure.  When they went into the office he was on the phone and he grinned and pointed ruefully at the three lines blinking on the other phones.

Brandon said, “We gotta clear those holds.  The longer guys are on hold the more irritable they get.”  He sat down at a computer and took one of the lines.  “This is Brandon, I’m sorry to have kept you waiting so long, a sudden crush of calls, it’s that time of day.  Of course, sir, I can give you those figures right away.”  He got busy on the keyboard while pointing at the other phone.

Ossie sat in the chair next to him and smiled.  He dealt with situations like this all the time in the hotel’s busy office.  Except there he knew what he was talking about.  Here, he was flying blind.

He took the first call and more or less parroted Brandon.  “I’m sorry to have kept you on hold so long, a sudden crush of calls, it’s that time of day ... yes sir this is Ossie, I’m brand new here.” He listened and scribbled notes.  “OK, got it, sir.  As I said, I’m new and I don’t have the answer right now.  But, to save you waiting on hold, I’ll give the message to Brandon or Ryan and one of them will call you back as soon as they’re off the phone. Not at all, sir, my pleasure.”

He punched the other line and gave the caller a more or less identical speech, scribbling notes. As Ossie hung up, Brandon ended his call and Ossie gave him the first scribbled note.  The phone rang again and Ossie answered it.  Even while he spoke, Ryan got off the phone and Ossie reached behind Brandon and gave Ryan the second note.

And that’s how it went for the next few minutes, working as a team, until suddenly the phones were quiet.  They all took a breather, then burst out laughing.  “That’s how it always goes,” Brandon said, “a flurry of calls and then silence.  But you were great, kiddo – to the manner born.  But I didn’t mean to hurl you in deep water like this, Ossie.  You already broke into your vacation to come here and interview, and here you are working already.”

“I don’t mind, sir,” Ossie smiled.  “This is what I love, when an office gets busy.  Besides, I didn’t really have many plans for today, except maybe a walk in Griffith Park.  I’d rather be here with you guys.”

“Really?  Well, it’s a bit unorthodox, we haven’t even done your paperwork yet.  But I guess that can wait.  Ryan, would it distract you if I chat to Ossie over here while you work.  I’ll jump in if the phone rings, of course.”

“Dude,” Ryan laughed, “I didn’t get distracted the last time Randy burst in here ranting and raving – just went on working.  If I can survive a Randy rage I can sure handle you two guys talking across the office.”

“Thanks, Ryan, you’re the best.  OK, Ossie, come on, we got a lot of ground to cover.”  They sat together on the far side of the office.

“First,” Brandon said, “In the absence of signed papers I have to formally offer you the job, and then you should verbally accept it.”  He showed Ossie a sheet of paper.  This is the salary we can offer you, based on your prior work experience.”

Ossie looked at the figure and raised his eyebrows.  “Sir, that’s quite a bit more than I was getting at the hotel.”

“I know what you were earning at the hotel, Ossie, and Bob and I thought you were worth more, as you will be in sole charge of payroll.  So do you accept the job?”

“Yes please, sir.”

“OK, now when can your start?”

“I though I already did, sir.”

Brandon chuckled.  “I guess you did.  But don’t you have to give notice at the hotel?”

“I do, sir.  But I would like to work here the next three days of my time-off in LA, then go back and see how short a notice they’ll take.  I have been training another guy on payroll there and he could take over from me.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Brandon said.  “Now, about your living circumstances.  You mentioned that you would rent a room somewhere here in LA, but I have another option for you.  Bob mentioned that Will’s apartment, next to the twins above the kitchen, sits mostly vacant as Will has moved most of his stuff to Seth’s house where he is living more or less fulltime. 

“I would like to take you over there to show it to you myself, but I really can’t leave Ryan alone here again.  So let me call Will in the kitchen to see if he could spare a few minutes to take you up there.”   

Will told Brandon that the twins were on break but he could spare a moment to take Ossie to the apartment and leave him there.  “OK, Ossie,” Brandon said, “so go over to Will and see what you think of the place.”

Ossie went across the garden to the kitchen where Will and Felipe were preparing lunch.  Will gave him a warm hug.  “Hey, dude, congratulations, I’m so glad you’ll be working here.  Brandon sure works fast.”

“Actually,” Ossie grinned, “I’ve already been working the phones over there and I’m gonna be working there for the three days I’m in LA.  Then I’ll go down and wind things up at the hotel, and come back here permanently.”

Will said, “Bob told me his idea about my apartment and I think it’s a great plan.  My bosses, the twins, already know I’m living with Seth so it all fits.  I’d like to introduce you to the twins first but right now they are on their break, having a rest in their apartment next to mine.  I can only leave Felipe here alone for a couple of minutes, so I’ll take you up, let you in and leave you there to look around.  Gee, I’m so glad you’re gonna be one of us, kiddo.”

Will led the way upstairs to a small hallway with several doors leading off it.  They went in through the door at the end and into the apartment’s living room. Will said, “Voilà, your new home, I hope.  Randy remodeled it, so you can bet everything is the best.  You’ll find it’s self contained – bedroom, bathroom, small utility kitchen – so poke around.  It looks a bit sad right now ‘cos no one’s been living in it ... it’s waiting for you, dude. 

“Look, I gotta get back to Felipe, so take your time and check it out.  Make yourself at home, buddy,” Will laughed. “I hope you do.”

<><>    Ossie Takes Stock Of His Future    <><>

After Will had left, the apartment fell silent and, as Will had said, it did have a somewhat forlorn feel to it with nobody living there.  But he could soon change that.  He went from the living room into the bedroom and checked out the bathroom.  He liked the small utility kitchen where he’d be able to prepare simple food for himself if he felt like it, though Brandon had told him the tribe usually ate meals together, especially dinner.

Yes, he liked the place.  It was a big improvement over the small room he occupied at the hotel.    He looked at the view from the window overlooking the garden, then sat in an armchair and took a deep breath.  Everything had happened so fast that he needed a moment alone to go over things in his mind and make sure he was doing the right thing.

He liked his job at the hotel where everyone treated him well.  But he had to admit that his life was pretty solitary down there and he had a feeling he was missing stuff in life.  A boy can take just so much Netflix, he grinned to himself. 

And being gay limited him even more.  He had never been what they call very sexually active, unless you count jerking off to porn videos.  He needed the real thing, but he never really had the opportunity, never went out to bars or anything.  But he certainly wouldn’t be lonely here, or out of place.  He remembered how he had cum in his pants when Bob hugged him, probably pent-up sexual desire that had built up over time.  He grinned again.  Seemed like the dry spell was over, literally.

Of course, it had been a shock watching Randy in a rage fucking Bob, but it was pretty amazing too and very sexy.  He had never been fucked himself, or fucked anyone, but the look on Bob’s face made him wonder what it felt like.  He chuckled to himself ... he could certainly never take that monster cock of Randy’s.

He had so many other guys to meet here – Brandon had said there are over thirty in this tribe, as he called it.  He doubted he would ever be a full member of the tribe ‘cos he was nowhere near as sexual as they all seemed to be.  But he felt he was already a friend of Will, and his new boss Brandon.  And who were these twins he kept hearing about?  Seemed they were pretty important here, and they were gonna be his neighbors with an apartment of their own up here.

This little silent meditation, alone in the silence of his new home, had convinced him.  Yeah, he was doing the right thing.  He really wanted to belong here, he really did.

Hey, he thought, he should get back to the office.  Brandon and Ryan together could handle it, but they might need him too.  With one last look at what would probably be his new home, he left and closed the door quietly behind him. 

He felt a bit disoriented in the small hallway with several doors leading off it.  Which was the door to the kitchen stairs?  They all looked alike.  Must be the one at the end.  Either that or a broom closet.  Carefully he turned the knob and peeked in.  And what he saw made him freeze on the spot.

<><>    Ossie Is Shocked – & Excited     <><>

These must be the twins he had heard about.  They stood facing each other, and Ossie knew he should leave quietly.  But he was mesmerized.  They were absolutely identical, so as they gazed at each other it was like one beautiful young man looking at a mirror. Identically dressed, barefoot in white shirts and white shorts, they were not only gorgeous, they had a poise, a quiet confidence, reminding him of how Bob had been.  They were smiling at each other, almost as if they were talking with their eyes.

And then ... unbelievably ... they kissed.  A brotherly kiss, maybe.  But no, it couldn’t be, it went on too long and was too intense, not just a fraternal peck on the cheek.  He had to leave ... they were brothers so this was ... he couldn’t bring himself to think the word, and replaced it with ‘unnatural’.

But he couldn’t leave ... had to keep watching. They hadn’t noticed him peeking in the door, they were too into each other.  Into each other?  What did that even mean?  He was soon to find out.

Still smiling into each other’s eyes they undid a few buttons of each other’s shirt and ran their hands underneath over their smooth chests, with a sharp intake of breath as they tweaked their brother’s nipples.  They unbuttoned the shirts all the way down, pushed them back over their shoulders and let them fall to the floor.

It was so elegant, synchronized like a ballet, that Ossie lost his sense of shock and distaste.  He loved it, it was so beautiful.  He had to watch, stunned by their flawless athletic bodies, their smooth golden-tanned flesh.  They were unbuttoning each other’s shorts, which dropped to the floor, leaving then gloriously identically naked.

As if by some unspoken agreement, they pressed against each other, curled one arm around their brother’s waist and clasped their other hands together front of them.  It was a dancer’s pose, and that’s what they did – naked twins moving slowly around the room, dancing to some silent music made by their eyes and their love.”

Ossie was in a trance.  He could almost hear the music as they turned slowly around the room.   Then they stopped, kissed, and one sank to his knees.  He took his brother’s cock in his mouth and massaged it with his tongue.  The other twin knelt too, they lay on the floor, head to toe and sixty-nined each other. 

Despite his earlier shocked recoil Ossie was now enthralled, and his cock was hard in his jeans as he stared at the erotic scene.  And then it became even more intense.  One brother turned over on his back on the floor and pulled his legs back.  The other twin knelt behind him and eased his cock inside his brother’s ass.

The odd thought crossed Ossie’s mind – ‘and they’re only on a rest break from the kitchen.  They better be quick.’

Strange as that sounded to him, it was accurate.  It was not long before the twin on top leaned down and kissed his brother.  When he straightened up, his face glowed and he sighed deeply as he climaxed inside him.

He pulled out and they flipped.  Knowing what was coming Ossie pulled his cock out of his pants and stroked it.  Now it was his turn for perfect timing.  As the second twin fucked his brother, Ossie pumped his own cock, and when the twin moaned in the ecstasy of release ... so did Ossie ... a very loud moan, in fact, as his cock sprayed his juice on the floor.

The enormity of what he had done hit him like a hammer.  He had watched these two beautiful boys, identical twins, make love in their most private, intimate moments.  And he had spilled his own load on the floor as he watched.  His instinct was to bolt, pretend it had never happened but then he heard, “Ossie, is that you?  Come here, kiddo.”

Devastated, Ossie stumbled forward, stuffing his cock back in his jeans and muttering incoherently, “I’m sorry, sir, I know I shouldn’t have ... I mean, watched, and ... it was a mistake, wrong room ... I fucked everything up, you won’t want ....

As if nothing had happened one of the boys shook Ossie’s hand.  “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ossie we’ve heard so much about you from Will, he never stops talking about you.  My name is Kyle.”  He pulled Ossie toward him and kissed him on the mouth.”

Kevin took over, shook Ossie’s hand and kissed him.  “And I’m Kevin.  My brother and I are so pleased you are going to be one of us.  Brandon told us you accepted the job and that you’d be coming to look at Will’s apartment.  Such a good idea.  Did you like it?”

“Yes, sir, I ... I did ... but sir, aren’t you angry with me ...?”

“Angry for what, Ossie?  That you watched Kyle and me make love?  We’re flattered.  I hope you enjoyed it.  I think you must have, as it made you cum, we’re so pleased.  But I’m afraid this has to be a case of kiss and run as we must go back down to the kitchen to help Will and Felipe get lunch on the table.”

“You will be joining us, I hope, Ossie,” said Kyle.  “It’s fish today – baked tilapia.”

Even their getting dressed was synchronized as they pulled on their shorts then buttoned up their shirts in unison.  Kevin said, “This is so rude of us to run away when we have just met.  But if Brandon can release you from the office a little early we would love you to come to tea with us up here so we can get better acquainted.  Say four o’clock?”

Still dazed, Ossie said, “Er, yes thank you sir, I’d love to.”

“Good.  We’ll call Brandon and clear it with him.  Four o’clock, then.  You know, Ossie, I have a feeling we’re going to be good friends.”  

They both leaned down and kissed him, one on each cheek, and as they left, Ossie was surprised to feel that his cock was already hard again.

<><>    Office Disruption    <><>

Ossie went into the twins’ kitchen, grabbed a handful of paper towels and wiped his cum off the floor where he had jerked off.  Then he left, closed the door behind him and hurried across the garden to the office, where Brandon and Ryan were busy, but not on the phone. 

“Hey, Ossie,” Brandon said, “so what d’ya think?”  Ossie looked confused.  Brandon persisted, “I mean, about the apartment ... did you like it?”

“Oh, the apartment.  Er, yes sir, I really did, it’s great.”

Brandon grinned.  “What did you think I meant dude?  You seem a bit out to lunch?  Anything wrong?”

By now Ryan was listening intently as Ossie stammered, “Wrong, sir?  What could be wrong?”

Brandon smiled and sighed.  “Ossie, I’m your boss only in the office.  Outside, your private life is your own and you don’t have to answer to me.  But I like to think of myself as your friend also, a friend you would come to if you have any problems.”

Ossie frowned.  “Thank you sir ... well, something did happen, I did something embarrassing.  I loved the apartment and, when I left, I got confused about all the doors, which one was the way out.  So, like ... I chose the wrong door. It was the twins’ place and they were in it ... like, resting.

Brandon grinned over at Ryan and winked.  “Resting, or making love?”

“The second one, sir.  How did you know?  I should have left but I didn’t ... I don’t know why.”

“Did you jerk off watching them, Ossie?”

The boy blushed deeply.  “How did you know that too?”

“Ossie, lighten up.  We’ve all seen the twins make love, and it’s extremely sexy – a definite masturbatory image.  They don’t mind other guys watching them make love.  It’s something they’re proud of.”

“But they’re brothers, sir, Identical twins.”

“OK, so sure, that’s a bit hard to swallow at first. Sorry, poor metaphor under the circumstances. But you know what Randy would say if he were here.  ‘What the hell’s wrong with that?  They love each other.  And it’s not as if they’re making babies or anything’.”

“Well ...”  Ossie’s frown turned to a shy grin. “I suppose he has a point.  And they were very nice about it – real poised and polite.  Sort of reminded me of Bob’s kindness.”

“That’s because they’re Bob’s boys.  You’ll find that boys often try to copy their man and end up being like him.”  Take Randy and his guy Pablo, and Zack and his guy Darius.  “Those two guys are no longer called boys, and they’ve grown up to be even more like their men.”

“And, er, the twins invited me to tea at their place, sir, at four o’clock.  Can I go?”

“That was nice of them, and of course you can go.  The last hour of the day is slow around here as all the worksites shut down and guys get ready to go home.  It’ll be good for you to get to know the twins.  As Bob’s boys they are real senior guys in the tribe and they can tell you a lot about our life here.  And after all, they are gonna be your neighbors, right?

“Now let’s talk about the office.  I’d like you to sit with Ryan and let him go over the computer programs he created for payroll.  Ryan is our tech wizard, he’s brilliant.  He even helped Randy land the first of our government contracts by dazzling the City officials with his computer skills.”

It was a relief for Ossie to get back to work, where he felt on safer ground, and he spent the next hour or so being led by Ryan through the stages of how they managed payroll in this company.

“It can get complicated, as you know, Ossie, so I created programs for each aspect of payroll and they are all interconnected.  Take this, for example.  Darius just reported that one of his hourly guys worked four more hours of overtime then they expected.  So here, I pull up the guy’s name, and add in the extra hours, like so.   And ... prepare to be amazed kiddo .... there, his work log has been updated automatically.  And ... the dollar amount has been updated ... and so have the payroll taxes.  See?”

“Wow,” Ossie smiled, I am amazed.  Little stuff like that can be so annoying when you have to do all the updates manually.  You should go down to my hotel and upgrade their computers.”

Miguel has asked me to as he’s the executive chef overseeing all the kitchens. But I’m too busy here, especially now that I’m Bob’s assistant.  Darius is one of the managers who writes changes down on bits of paper and comes in often to give them to me.”

Brandon laughed from across the room.  “Ryan, you know very well that Darius could make a simple computer entry, you showed him how to.   The only reason he drops in so often is to see you, ‘cos he loves watching you work.  Ossie, Ryan is Darius’s boy and they’re nuts about each other.    But get back to work, guys.  I’d like you to finish those entries before the lunch break.”

“OK,” Ryan said, “you try a few, Ossie.  Let me set up your computer with a passcode.”

Brandon was pleased to see how quickly Ossie caught on.  He asked intelligent questions and Brandon felt vindicated in the choice he had made of new assistant.

A short time later Darius came in clutching more scraps of paper.  He walked up behind Ryan and kissed his neck.  “And how is my favorite Thai boy on this fine morning?”

Ossie stared in amazement.  Darius was a tall, handsome black construction boss, shirtless in black jeans and boots, smudges of dirt on his chest and chiseled ebony features.  Not for the first time that day, Ossie felt his cock stiffen in his pants.

Ryan turned and smiled up at Darius who bent and kissed him long and hard.  When Ryan spoke at last he said, “Sir, I want to introduce you to my new colleague Ossie, who Brandon just hired.”

Darius looked over at Ossie and did a double-take.  “Damn ... what are the odds of two caramel-colored black guys with green eyes being in the same room at the same time.  You are so cute, Ossie ... so like me you could be my little brother.”  He bent down and kissed Ossie’s forehead.

“Darius,” Brandon said, “before you pull out the DNA charts and compile your family tree may I remind you that this is a working office and these guys are working.  I see you’ve got more of those pathetic scraps of barely legible paper, although we’ve shown you over and over that a simple computer entry would suffice.

Darius’s ebony features broke into a dazzling smile.  “Ah, gimme a break, dude.  I work hard all day with a boner in my pants thinking of my boy here, so I need an excuse to come and see him.  I suppose you couldn’t see your way to releasing him for half and hour for him to work on said boner?

“No I could not, Darius,” Brandon said archly, stifling a smile.  “My staff work as hard as you and they don’t end up with filthy hands and mud splashed on their faces and bare chests.  Our lunch break is coming up soon and Ryan will be free to attend to your carnal needs then, if he wants to.”

“Oh, I do want to, Brandon,” Ryan said.  “Sir, I can definitely take care of that bulge in your pants in the lunch break.”

“And as for you, kiddo,” Darius smiled at Ossie, “you and me gotta get together and compare our family roots.  Maybe we’ll find that black skin and green eyes ain’t all we got in common.”

Brandon, ever watchful, saw Ryan frown and blush with what looked like resentment.  He was about to comment but Brandon jumped in to keep the peace.  “Darius, you are disrupting my staff, with that sweaty physique and massive bulge at your crotch.  So please, go back to digging dirt and leave us in peace.”

“Damn, you are a real ball-buster today, dude.  You should be happy after hiring this cute kid.  For your information, Mr. Director of Finance, I’m not going back to dig dirt, I have a meeting with Zak, Randy and Bob, all the big guys.  So you can take your little scraps of paper and shove ‘em where the sun don’t shine.”

“Out, out ...” Brandon ordered, holding up a stapler as a missile, but unable anymore to hide his smile.”

“Oops,” Darius grinned, bending down to Ryan for one last kiss.  “Better get out of here before the shit hits the fan or that stapler hits me.  But at lunchtime you’re all mine, kid.” He looked at Brandon and raised his hands in surrender.  “OK, OK, captain, I’m outa here.”  He made a noisy, stumbling retreat and left an eruption of laughter behind him.

<><>    Glimpses Of Trouble Ahead?    <><>

By the time the lunch break came Ossie was already working independently, though he still had to ask questions of Ryan.  The astute Brandon noticed a certain tension in Ryan, who had clearly been unsettled by Darius’s warmth toward Ossie.  Have to keep an eye on that, Brandon thought. 

It was a relief that when Ryan left the office Darius was already there, grabbed his arm and hustled his boy up to their second-floor bedroom.

As often happened, the chefs – the twins, Will and Felipe – had set up a buffet lunch, as the few men and boys who came home to the house to eat, arrived at different times.  Brandon explained to Ossie that lunch was a casual grab-a-bite-and-go affair, and they headed to the buffet table.  Just then, the senior men, Bob, Randy and Zack, emerged from the Boss House and Bob smiled at Ossie.

“So how was your first day on the job, Ossie?  I hear Brandon put you to work right away – he’s a hard taskmaster.”

“Not to me, he wasn’t, sir,” Ossie smile, “he was very kind.  And Ryan showed me the payroll computer programs he created.  It’s wonderful, a lot niftier than the system the hotel uses.”

“It impressed me too, Ossie, and the hotel has tried to lure Ryan away from us.  The reason he stays here, I think, is a certain black hunk with green eyes, not unlike your own.  Ah and here comes the boss of that little trio.  Zack, come and meet our new office assistant Ossie.”

“Hey, kid, good to meet you.  Dude, you’re the image of my man Darius ... could be his kid brother.”  He gave Ossie a vise-like handshake and Ossie went weak at the knees staring up at the handsome, muscular construction boss with his virile features and shaved head.

For a moment Ossie’s imagination kicked in, wondering what it must be like to see the two handsome black men naked in bed, making love.  The boy’s erection was now more or less permanent.

“So did you like Will’s old apartment, Ossie?” Bob asked.  “The twins told me you looked it over ... and them too,” he chuckled.  Ossie blushed and Bob said, “Ah, just teasing you, kiddo.  We’ve all seen those two making love.  As my boys they both make love to me too.  Now that’s an experience you never forget. 

“They told me about your little adventure.  They weren’t being indiscreet, but as my boys they tell me everything.  And it seems they’ve invited you to afternoon tea, one of their civilized little rituals, you’ll enjoy it.  As you’re going to be neighbors you should get better acquainted.”

“I really like the apartment, sir, better than anywhere I’ve ever lived.  Only thing is I haven’t discussed it with Will yet.  I hope he doesn’t mind me barging in, it was his after all.”

“Well you can ask him yourself, kiddo. ‘cos here he comes now.  I’ll leave you to it.”

Will came bustling out of the kitchen taking off his apron and chef’s hat.  He grabbed a plate of food and he sat at a table with Ossie.  “Dude, I haven’t seen you since we got back here, except those few minutes when I took you up to my old apartment.  Did you like it?”

“A whole lot, Will, but I felt bad not talking to you about it, ‘cause I’m afraid of seeming like I’m ... taking your place, or something.”

“Dude, it was me suggested the idea to the twins in the first place.  Hell, you saw me and Seth at the hotel – we’re tight as lovers.  I love living with him in his little house next door, and sharing our lives together.  But I tell you what.  I’ll look in when you’re having tea with the twins.  There’s stuff I need to clear up with them anyway.  Relationships in this place can overlap and get kinda complicated and I’d like you to be there to see how we sort stuff like that out.

“But tell me about the office.  Are you getting the hang of it?”

“Dude, I love it, and Ryan has created brilliant programs to make payroll simpler and much faster ...”

Across the garden Bob was sitting with Brandon telling him about the meeting he’d just had.  They looked across at Will and Ossie chatting animatedly and laughing together.  Bob smiled, “Looks like one of our success stories, eh Brandon?  Like they’re old friends already.  You happy with Ossie?”

“He’s gonna be great, sir.  When we went into the office Ryan was inundated, with calls on hold, and Ossie dived in and answered the phones.  He didn’t know who anyone was but he fielded the calls beautifully.  And when Ryan started to teach him, he picked up everything right away.” 

Then Brandon frowned.  “Ossie and Ryan got along well... until Darius bounced in and made a big fuss of Ossie – you know how friendly Darius can be.  When he said Ossie looked so much like him he could be his kid brother, I detected a chill come over Ryan.”

“Hmm, yes, Brandon, that’s something to watch.  Don’t want any hurt feelings. Darius might not notice it, he’s so fun-loving he might not be aware of any problems brewing there.  Still, let’s not cross our bridges too soon.  It’s a good thing Darius is making love to Ryan upstairs even as we speak.  That’s enough to put any kid’s mind at rest.”

<><>    Will Dots The I’s & Crosses The T’s    <><>

The afternoon progressed well, and any former coolness in Ryan was gone for now, after his man had made had love to him, with the promise of more to come.  By the end of the afternoon it seemed as if Ossie had worked there for weeks.  With his solid grounding in payroll at the hotel, overlayed with Ryan’s user-friendly systems, it wouldn’t be long before Ossie could work solo, Brandon thought.

A little before four o’clock Brandon said, “Ossie, you should think about getting up to the twins’ apartment.  They usually have tea promptly at four o’clock, you don’t wanna be late for that little ritual.”

Ossie thanked Ryan for all his help and said to Brandon, “Will said he’ll be there too for a few minutes.  He has stuff he needs to work out with the twins and he wants me to be there.”

“Good.  Will’s always been that way, want’s everything to be clear – I’s dotted and T’s crossed.”

Will was in the kitchen when Ossie walked in and they went upstairs together to the twins’ spacious apartment.  “Hi, guys,” Kevin smiled.  “You staying for tea too, Will?”

“No, I gotta get back to Felipe downstairs.  But there is something I wanted to clarify with you guys first.  That hotel trip I just took with Seth made me realize even more how much I’m in love with him and how much I enjoy living with him and being his boy – or his man, as he calls it now.

“But the thing is, I’ve always been your boy, and now that Ossie’s moving in next door I won’t even be your neighbor.  So, like, how does that work?  Am I still your boy too?”

The twins smiled at each other and Kyle said, “Ah, labels, labels, they do get in the way of things, don’t they?  The short answer to your question is no, you are not our ‘boy’ in the way you mean.  But actually, the question doesn’t come up.”

Kevin took over.  “You see, Will, you are our trusted colleague in the kitchen, a dedicated and brilliant chef and, most important of all, our dear friend.  And those things will never change, even though the ‘boy’ label has changed.  Your first loyalty now is to your dad Seth, and we are thrilled that you had such a great time together at the hotel.” 

Kyle added, “Ossie is a new friend, our new neighbor but not exactly our colleague as he works for Brandon in the office.  But you two guys have clearly become close friends and we feel sure you will stay that way.  So I guess what we’re saying is that we can all be friends together.

Kevin laughed.  “You see how convoluted relationships can become in this tribe, Ossie?  You are new and it will take time for you to get to know all the guys here, and work out where you fit in.  Right now your loyalty is to Brandon, your boss and your mentor, and your best friend is Will.  Other relationships will become clear in good time, that’s the way things always go here.”

Will stood up and kissed the twins in turn, then Ossie.  “That all makes me feel so happy, guys.  Now I have to get back to Felipe, another fairly new guy who’s feeling his way.  Enjoy my old apartment, Ossie ... and have a nice tea party, guys.”

<><>    Not A Subject For Afternoon Tea    <><>

“OK,” Kevin said, “I’m glad we got that lot sorted out.  Now, at last ... tea!”

That brief conversation had cleared the air and they were all able to relax.  The twins always set a formal tea table – antique teapot, fine china, the works. There was a choice of black tea (‘good old British plonk’ as Kevin called it) and green tea, a choice of milk or lemon and an array of cakes and cookies.  As Kevin poured and the tea flowed, so did the conversation.”

The twins asked subtle but probing questions about Ossie and his former life, and they were impressed by his confidence and intelligence.  Some of the new boys in the past had been shy and tongue-tied, but not Ossie, who was forthright in giving he views on life and, to a lesser extent, on love.

It was when the twins segued gently into the topic of love and sex that Ossie’s inexperience showed, though he was perfectly at ease discussing it when they asked about boyfriends. 

“I did have a kind of boyfriend once, but we were more buddies than anything else.  We fooled around a bit but I never seemed to make that leap to real sex with a guy, whatever real sex means.  I guess that became clear when I saw Randy, in a rage, make love to Bob, and then ...”

He blushed and Kyle completed his sentence.  “And then you saw us making love eh?”

“Not that I’m a eunuch or anything,” Ossie smiled.  “I have quite a collection of porn tapes that I jerk off to, but they’re mostly about fucking, not really about making love, are they?  But I get erections alright.”  He laughed. “Matter of fact, since I came to the compound I’ve had an almost permanent boner – I wanna jerk off looking at the hot men I’ve seen here.   

“‘Course, I actually did cream my jeans when I watched Randy fuck Bob, and as you know, I jerked off watching you two – and I did clean my cum off your floor.   But I’ve never actually touched a guy and had sex.  Not sure I would even know what to do.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that,” Kevin said.  “When you meet the right man he’ll know you’re a rookie and take the lead.  So, do you think you’ll have a boner when you leave us?”

“Oh sure, of course I will.  I mean, you’re both totally gorgeous.”

“And how will you handle that, Ossie?”

Ossie laughed.  “‘Handle’ is the right word, dude.  A hand-job ... toss one off the wrist ... rub one out – so many great words for masturbation.”

Kyle laughed with him.  “My favorites are ‘spanking the monkey’ and ‘beating the bishop’.  My, this conversation has taken a nosedive hasn’t it.  Certainly not a subject for polite afternoon tea.  Come on, dude, let’s go take a look at your room, make sure it has everything you’ll need for tonight, see if the bed’s made up and everything.

<><>    Into Neverland    <><>

They got up and as the twins brushed past him Ossie’s cock stiffened.  But he controlled his urges.  Didn’t want to make a fool of himself as he had done earlier, he thought.

In Ossie’s new apartment the twins walked around, opening drawers and cupboards, and Kyle said, “Will still has some of his bits and pieces here but he’ll get those out tomorrow.  But it’s been cleaned and the bed’s nicely made up.  Give it a try, kiddo, see how your new bed feels.”

Ossie flopped down on the bed on his back and smiled up at the twins.  “Perfect.  Nice and firm, just as I like it.”  The twins came to the edge of the bed and looked down at him, then at each other.  If he had been alone he would have jerked off thinking about them as he had planned.  But now they were here in the flesh he felt inhibited.

As before, the twins were identically dressed, barefoot in white short and shirts.  It seemed like a replay of this morning when he had secretly watched them making love.  He asked, “Sirs, would it be alright if I jerked off looking at you ... if I spanked the monkey a bit?” he giggled.

Kevin smiled.  “Ossie. It’s your room, you can do as you please.   But we were hoping that we could look at you while we jerk each other off.  “You’re a very sexy young man, you know – that dark ebony face and green eyes, like a junior version of Darius.  We’ve had sex together with Darius, you know.  He’s a really hot guy, he loved it.”

“Of course you can look at me, sirs, that’s only fair.  Get your own back for me spying on you earlier.”

“This isn’t retaliation, Ossie,” Kyle laughed.  “It’s just that we find you so attractive.  Er, though as we were naked when you jerked off watching us ... well, fair’s fair. Unbutton your jeans.”

He did as they asked and the twins stood at the foot of the bed.  In unison as always, they grasped the bottom of his jeans, a leg each, tugged them off down his legs and tossed them aside. They did the same with his shorts, and his cock sprang up like a pole, a long black pole.

“Wow,” Kevin grinned, “that’s like Darius’s too.  Not as long as his monstrous ten-incher, but very sexy.  Would you take your shirt off too, please?”  At this point Ossie would have done anything the twins wanted, and he quickly pulled off his T-shirt and lay back naked on the bed. 

Instinctively his right hand went down to his cock, but Kyle said, “No wait, Ossie.  If you touch it you’ll cum before we’ve had a chance to look at you properly.  To make sure you don’t, please slide your hands behind your back and clasp them under your waist.  Ossie complied.  “That’s better.  A guy like Randy would tie your hands, but we won’t.  One day soon maybe.”

Forbidden to touch his cock, Ossie was forced to watch the twins undress each other as they had before, slowly unbuttoning each other’s shirt, then the shorts.   They stood naked and kissed each other, then turned to Ossie and smiled down at him, stroking their cocks slowly.”

“Oh,” he gasped, “that looks so ... please let me touch my cock, sir.”

“We said not yet,” Kyle said, with a commanding edge to his voice.  You do want to please us don’t you?”

“Yes, sir, more than anything.”

Kevin said, “Ossie do you remember I told you that when you meet the right man he’ll know you’re a rookie and take the lead.  “Well, we know you’re a rookie, and we have a lot of experience, so will you let us to take the lead?”

“Yes, sir.  Yes please, sir.”

Ozzie was in a daze, staring up at the beautiful, identical twins standing shoulder to shoulder by the bed.  He was awestruck by their naked athletic bodies, tapering down to their long waist, ripped abs and sexy slim hips.  With his hands linked behind him, unable to touch his cock, he felt like he was at their mercy ... a new sensation that excited him.

Kyle walked round to the other side of the bed and Ossie thought for a moment they were going to jerk off over him from both sides.  But instead, they stopped stroking their cocks, reached forward over Ossie and rested their hands on each other’s shoulders.  They leaned further forward and kissed each other, their mouths churning as Ossie gazed at them from below.

Ossie’s cock jolted and he thought he was going to cum, but he managed to hold it back.  As the twins’ kisses grew more passionate their cocks hung directly over his face and he felt tiny drops of pre-cum fall on him.

They pulled apart at last and Kevin smiled.  “Look at that, Kyle, we’ve splashed juice on that handsome face.  We must clean it up.” They sank to floor on their knees, one on each side of him, leaned down and gently licked his cheeks, his forehead and eyes.  Ossie was floating in a world he had never visited before as he heard Kyle’s soft voice.

“Ossie, have you ever kissed a man on the lips?”

“On the ...?  No, not really ... I never thought ...”  He trailed off as Kevin smothered him with a kiss.  His first momentary reflex was to recoil, but the velvet warmth of another man’s lips seduced him into opening his mouth and letting Kyle’s tongue slide in.  Soon he was responding, brushing Kyle’s tongue with his own.

He was disappointed when Kyle pulled away, but elated when Kevin instantly took his place. His mouth, the lips, the passion were identical to his brother’s.  Ossie floated away into a Neverland when the brothers joined forces and kissed him together, twin mouths smothering his.

Perfectly synchronized as always, their tongues moved down his neck then his chest, sparking his lust by licking, then biting his nipples.  They sensed that the new boy was nearing his climax and they did not object when he slid his hands out from under him and stroked their faces, their necks and their chests. 

It was the first time Ossie had touched a man during sex – he had always had only himself to touch.  The feel of their warm, velvety flesh excited him more than anything he had felt before ... until the twins’ final act. 

Their mouths and tongues moved lower until ... “aaagh” ... Ossie gasped as Kevin sucked his cock deep into his mouth.  He looked down at Kevin’s handsome face rising and falling over his cock and the sight, the sensation were overwhelming.  His body shuddered and his cock exploded in Kevin’s mouth.

His orgasm seemed endless but when it slowed at last, Kevin raised off him, Kyle took his place ... and Ossie pumped a second load into his hot mouth.

His heart pounding, body shuddering, he lay drained, hardly aware what was happening.  And then he felt both brothers kissing him again and his own cum oozed from their mouths to his.  When at last they pulled away he heard one of them say, “First time you ever tasted your own jizz, I bet, Ossie.  How’d you like the taste?”

Pulling himself together from his trance he muttered, “I love it ... I loved everything.”

“You hear that, Kevin?  Ossie loves cum.  So let’s give him what he wants.”

Ossie opened his eyes to see the twins standing over him, Kevin on one side, Kyle on the other, stroking their cocks faster until he saw to two streams of semen erupt from them, in perfect harmony of course, and splash down on his face and body.

As he lay smothered in the twins’ juices, Ossie was overwhelmed with a surge of newfound joy and broke into peals of laughter.

<><>    Through The Door To Oz    <><>

As he lay regaining his breath, the twins brought towels from the bathroom and gently wiped him clean after the double cum shower.  Kyle smiled, “And that, young Ossie, was our way of welcoming you to the tribe.  How do you feel?”

“I feel I’m in another world ... like Dorothy stepping through the door from her sepia world into the Technicolor land of Oz.  And you are the wizards,” he laughed.

“Hey, careful, kiddo,” Kevin grinned, “don’t forget that the wizard turned out to be a fake behind the curtain.  “There’s nothing fake about us.  What you see is what you get.”

“And I sure got it, didn’t I – with both barrels. But like Dorothy, I’m a bit scared what comes next.”

“Ah, that part of the script has not been written yet.  But we can tell you what happens next today – dinner. Dinners are always something of a ritual here.  Bob insists that the tribe gets together every day over the evening meal – like all good families do, even big ones like ours.”

Kyle said, “And you, kid, like it or not, will be the center of attention today.  Boss Randy will make a speech of welcome, and will no doubt mention that sometime soon he’s gonna take you for a workout in the gym here – his own personal welcome to a new boy.”

“But that’s another story,” Kevin grinned.  “Right now we two are going down to the kitchen to help Felipe prepare dinner.  We’ll give Will time off to come up here and help you settle in.  He can shepherd you through the rest of the evening.”

Ossie gave a mischievous smile.  “And will there be other tea parties, d’you think?”

The twins laughed.  “Tea parties, pool parties, all kinds of parties.  From now on this is your home, Ossie.   And we guarantee, you are gonna love your new Technicolor world.”

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 TO BE CONTINUED in “A Trial Of Strength” – Book 13: Chapter 25