Trial Of Strength (Book 13)
by Rob Williams
6 Apr 2022 464 readers Score 9.5 (34 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt
"THE ROOKIE SUBMITS TO THE BOSS"
In the previous chapter
A new boy has joined the clan. The construction company’s business office manager Brandon, short of staff, has hired a boy with exactly the office experience he needed.
Good-looking Ossie, black with green eyes, is nineteen, cheerful, savvy, even sassy. He was offered a small apartment over the kitchens, near to the larger apartment of the young identical twins, Kyle and Kevin, the tribe’s head chefs.
After checking out his new apartment, Ossie mistakenly peeked into the twins’ room and was shocked to see the brothers making love. He stayed to watch and was embarrassed when they saw him. But the twins laughed it off and invited him to tea later.
They were impressed by Ossie’s intelligence and self-confidence, but when the twins eased gently into the topic of love and sex, that’s where Ossie’s inexperience showed. However, he was perfectly at ease discussing it.
“I did have a kind of boyfriend once,” he explained, “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.” He grinned, “Not that I’m a eunuch or anything. I have quite a collection of porn videos that I jerk off to, but they’re mostly about fucking, not really about making love.
“And I get erections a lot. Matter of fact, since I came to the compound I’ve had an almost permanent boner – I wanna jerk off looking at all the hot men I’ve seen here. But I’ve never actually touched a guy sexually. Not sure I would even know what to do.”
Kevin asked, “Do you have a boner now, dude?”
Ossie laughed, “Oh sure, of course I do. I mean, you’re both totally gorgeous.”
The twins decided they would not let that erection go to waste on a solo hand-job after they left. So when they took him to inspect his new apartment they gently seduced him. They kissed him, licked his naked body and ended up sucking his cock, each in turn, and brought him to orgasm ... twice.
As he lay regaining his breath, Kyle smiled, “And that, young Ossie, was our way of welcoming you to the tribe.
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 it.”
======= Book13: Chapter 25 =========
<><> Will Shows Ossie The Ropes <><>
New boy Ossie lay dazed on his bed in his new small apartment. The twins, Kyle and Kevin, had just left, after becoming the first men he had ever had sex with.
By most of the tribe’s oversexed standards it had been a mild sexual contact – what’s usually described as vanilla sex. He had been required to do nothing but lie back naked on his new bed while the twins kissed him – in turn and together – then licked all the way down his body until they reached his erect cock.
By that time he was rock hard, sexually excited by the handsome athletic twins as they eased him gently into the new world of man-on-man sex. He had built up such a head of steam that when Kevin wrapped him mouth round Ossie’s cock he came at once in his mouth. And when Kyle took his turn, Ossie, amazingly, shot another load.
And now, the black, green-eyed nineteen-year-old lay on his bed trying to make sense of it all.
He had been surprised that the twins had called him handsome, and even more shocked when they took their clothes off and made love to him. It sure was different, he thought, from jacking off to porn videos. These had been real men, not porn actors, and the erotic flesh on flesh experience had been a revelation, giving him an orgasm unlike anything he had ever felt before.
The mere fact of being accepted into this extraordinary group of men was exciting in itself. And he felt sure he would love his new office job, working for his amiable boss, the finance manager Brandon. It had all happened so fast and he still felt excited and a little unnerved.
So it came as some relief when there was a knock at his door and is pal Will came in, still wearing his green apron and white chef’s hat that all four chefs wore here. Will had been responsible for all this, when he and his man Seth had gone down for a weekend in the hotel Ossie worked at, and brought him up to Los Angeles for a four-day visit.
“Huh, you look kinda wasted, dude,” Will laughed as he whipped off his chef’s hat and untied his apron. “No need to ask what happened to you. So the twins were your first, eh? It’s a known fact that a person always remembers his first. Pity, I was hoping I would be your first, but that’s OK ‘cos the twins are a great way for a rookie to get initiated. How did it feel?”
“I’m still trying to work that out, Will – still in a kind of trance. But I tell you, I’ve never shot a load like that – two loads actually. Sure beats a hand job. It’s actually the first time I ever climaxed without touching my cock – except that time Bob hugged me and I creamed my shorts.
“The twins didn’t let me touch myself, made me put my hands behind my back as if they were tied. I felt like I was at their mercy, kinda scary and exciting at the same time, especially when they said Randy would have actually tied them.”
“Yeah,” Kyle chuckled, “there’s lot of that going around ... you’ll see. OK, enough sex talk, so tell me abut the rest of it, dude – like the job and all.”
“Will, it was amazing. Brandon was so kind and encouraging. I was working the phones almost as soon as I walked in, and that payroll program Ryan has built is incredible. I think I’m gonna love working there.”
“You get on OK with Ryan?”
“Sure I like him. Except ... I don’t think he was too fond of me when his man Darius came in and made a fuss of me ‘cos I look like him ... you know, a black boy, green eyes and all.”
“Yeah, well Ryan is madly in love with Darius. I guess he would get a bit touchy if he thought anything or anyone was threatening his relationship.”
Ossie protested, “But that’s crazy, Will. You know I would never do anything like that.” He chuckled. “I came here for a job in the office, not to indulge my favorite pastime of boyfriend snatching.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it, kiddo, it’ll all blow over. And I’m sure you’re gonna like the other office boys, Noah and Vic, when they get back from their trip to the rodeo with Cowboy Charlie. And they are gonna just love you for taking the payroll burden away from then. They always hated doing payroll.
“Anyway, the twins have given me the rest of the day off so I can guide you through the rest of your first day with us. It can all be a bit overwhelming, especially your first big dinner. Let me clear the rest of my clothes out of here, it’s your space now. No ... second thoughts, I’ll put them all in this closet here. I don’t need them, I’ve a ton of stuff in my dad Seth’s house. And you only brought a small backpack with you, so you can take your pick of what you want.
“Not that dinners here are dressy affairs, this ain’t the Ritz Carlton. In fact, boss Randy would sit down straight from the construction site in his sweaty old tank and muddy pants, only Bob won’t let him. He insists that he take a shower and put on a clean T-shirt. That’s Randy’s version of ‘dressing for dinner’. Poor Bob – trying to civilize Randy is a lost cause.”
They spent the next hour or so tidying the apartment and shifting stuff around, then Ossie took his first shower in his new bathroom and chose from among Will’s clothes – a blue polo shirt and brown cargo shorts”
“Ta-da,” he grinned showing himself off.
“Perfect,” Will said. “And now that the twins have broken you in and showed you what a kiss feels like, here’s another one from me.”
They kissed, hesitantly at first, then got bolder in an open-mouthed tongue-searching embrace. When they broke apart Will smiled. “Hm, that was nice. Been wanting to do that ever since we met. OK, time for dinner. Time for me to take you down to meet the ravenous hordes.
<><> Trouble Brewing? <><>
The hordes had already started to gather when Will and Ossie appeared at the large outdoor dinner table. The buzz of talk died down, all eyes turned to Ossie ... and he blushed deeply.
Bob quickly came over to him and hugged him, in a sign to the growing crowd that the tribe’s leader fully accepted Ossie as a valued member. The other boys, including Tyler, Finn and Ben, came over to him and showed him the same warmth as Bob had. In no time Ossie was enveloped in a small crowd of boys, animatedly answering their questions and asking questions of his own.
Ossie’s boss Brandon sat in his wheelchair beside Bob and grinned, “Well that didn’t take long. sir. Trust the boys to take a newcomer to their hearts.”
Bob said, “It’s what they call circling the wagons, and I love them for always doing that. And it doesn’t hurt that Ossie is so cheerful and outgoing, unlike the shy kids many of the others were when they first arrived. Ah, here comes Eddie – he’ll kick it up a notch or two.”
Even though Eddie had the gift of the gab he was well respected by the others as a senior boy, and he now took over the conversation. He threw his arms round Ossie and grinned. “Hey kiddo, welcome to the nuthouse. I’m Eddie, otherwise known as motormouth, ‘cos I talk a lot without pausing for breath. If there was a twelve-step program called Verbal Diarrhea Anonymous, VDA, I’d sign up right away. But as that ain’t been invented yet you’re stuck with me as is.”
Ossie laughed. “Hello, Eddie, good to meet you. Yes, they told me all about you. And they said you’re an expert cameraman, work for a big studio.”
“That’s right, dude. When I’m in stealth mode taking candid shots it’s the only time my mouth clams up. But I missed the boat with you. Rumor has it that you just had sex with a guy for the first time, when the twins went to town on you, with a double orgasm, no less. Damn, I should have been there to film the momentous occasion.”
Ossie opened his mouth to speak but Eddie pre-empted him. “OK, so you wanna know how I know? See, we got this thing called a grapevine. The minute something happens around here A tells B who tells C and ‘the thing’ is rustling the leaves of the grapevine in minutes. Nothing stays private here for long. Oh, here comes big bad Bob, a sure sign for me to shut up.”
In his classic gesture Eddie ran his fingertips along pursed lips and turned them like a key at the end. Bob said, “Ossie, don’t be fooled by that piece of theater. That so-called zipper is very weak and bursts open in seconds.”
“That’s not true, sir ...” Eddie protested and Bob laughed, “See what I mean? What was that, three seconds? Almost a record. So guys, before I get washed away in a flood of Eddie-talk I just wanna say that word from the kitchen is dinner’s ready, so please take your seats.”
There was a general jostling as they all found a seat. Will tugged Ossie’s arm and pulled him down on the seat next to him. Ossie appreciated his support as he was still a little nervous as the crowed swelled with new arrivals
As usual, guys from the construction sites were the last to arrive. Seth strode in with the newfound confidence he had gained after his hotel stay with Will. He hugged Will and sat on his other side.
The last to arrive was Darius, smiling apologies for being late as he came through the gate. His boy Ryan jumped up out of his seat and ran to greet hm, falling into his arms, kissing and hugging him in an exaggerated display of affection. Brandon frowned and turned to Bob next to him. “What’s all that about, sir?”
“You could call it a proprietary hug, Brandon. He’s showing everyone ‘Darius is mine, only mine. I’m his boy, just me, and don’t anyone try to muscle in’.”
“Well,” Brandon sighed, “we all know that’s directed at Ossie. All except Darius, who’s just thrilled to get a great welcome from Ryan. Ossie too seems to be oblivious. I guess he’s too new to feel those undercurrents of feeling that happen with some of the boys, especially one as sensitive as Ryan. The vibe I get from Ossie is that he’s simply excited about his new job.”
“You’re probably right, Brandon. So, as I said before, we better keep a close eye on the situation, we don’t want it to fester and get out of hand. My hope is that it’ll fade as the two boys get to know each other better.
“In any case, as soon as Ossie is up to speed in the office, I really need Ryan back as my assistant. My computer files and record-keeping are a mess. Plus, In a few days Grady has a meeting with the studio on detailed working conditions for the next movie, now that shooting’s getting close. Grady’s depending on me to be there, he can’t cope with that alone, and I am his legal representative, after all. The details will be important and I need Ryan there to take notes.
Brandon smiled, “Sir, once Ryan has trained Ossie, which won’t be long, you’ll have him back right away. Ossie and I can cope, and Vic and Noah will be back soon too.”
“Thanks Brandon. And one other thing. I don’t want Randy to get wind of this potential problem between the boys. You know how protective he is of the boys and he’s not the most subtle guy in the world. If he gets emotional and charges in, things could escalate fast.”
“Understood, sir. And talk of the devil, sir, I think it’s speech time.”
At the other end of the table Randy was rising to his feet. His loud “Listen up guys” always commanded silence and all eyes turned to him. “No big speech today, guys, except for one important item. As you may have noticed, we have a newcomer. Say hello to Ossie.”
“Right on,” Darius yelled, pumping his fist in the air. “Give it up for us hot black guys with green eyes. We stick together kiddo.”
Will whispered in Ossie’s ear, “Stand up, dude, and take a bow.”
Ossie stood up, blushed and smiled at the applause. When it died down he said, “At the risk of sounding like an Oscar winner I’d like to thank my first pals Will and Seth for bringing me here, then my new boss Brandon for giving me a job, Bob for his kindness, and my new neighbors the twins for ... for ...”
“We know what for, dude,” Eddie shouted. “We heard it on the grapevine ...” He broke into song. “Bet you’re wonderin’ how I knew ... I heard it on the grapevine’... and the others joined in. Ossie sat down, blushing even deeper, and Randy yelled for silence. “By the way, guys, in future Ossie’s the one who’ll be preparing your paychecks, so you better be nice to him. Welcome, kiddo.
“And finally, as always, guys, let’s hear it for the chefs for pulling this dinner together.” The twins, Felipe and Will stood up and took their customary low bow. “OK, guys,” Randy bellowed above the applause, “let’s eat.”
They were all in a festive mood, except for Ryan who was not smiling. “Oh dear,” Bob murmured to Brandon, “I wish Darius hadn’t said that ‘sticking together’ thing to Ossie. Just more fuel on the fire. I’ll have a word with Darius tomorrow.”
<><> Ossie’s First Morning At Work <><>
Ossie went to bed that evening in a buoyant mood. He was in his new apartment, in his new bed – the bed where the handsome twins, his next-door neighbors had made love to him, the first men ever to have sex with him. And now he was looking forward to his first full day in his new job.
There was a tap on his door and the twins looked in. “Sorry to disturb you, Ossie,” said Kyle, but we just wanted to make sure everything was OK with you.” Kevin added. “Your first night in a strange bed can sometimes be unsettling. If you get lonely you can always knock on our door and bunk in with us.”
“Thanks, guys, I’ll bear that in mind. But I’ve spent years sleeping alone, so I think I’ll be OK. And this bed is the nicest I ever had.”
“Good, well, see you in the morning then,” Kyle smiled and they left quietly.
After such a tiring, event-filled day Ossie soon fell asleep and didn’t wake all night, though he did have some interesting dreams – a whirl of images of the various men he had met, the most vivid being the twins jerking off over him, and a shirtless Bob hugging him. When he woke next morning he was amused to realize that his cock was hard.
He took a long shower, put on shorts and one of the shirts Will had left for him, and went downstairs to the kitchen where he found the twins and Will already working on breakfast. “Hey, dude, how’d you sleep in my old apartment. Real cozy ain’t it?”
“Slept like a log, thanks.” He greeted the twins but it was clear they were all busy with the breakfast rush. “Breakfast is already set up outside, kiddo,” Kyle said. “It’s a casual come-and-go buffet thing. Enjoy.”
Ossie found Brandon outside already eating. He grabbed a plate, helped himself and sat facing him. Brandon said, “I hope, Ossie, that this will be the last day Ryan will be teaching you, as you’re picking everything up so fast. From tomorrow on I can answer your questions, as Bob really needs Ryan to go back to being his assistant. Matter of fact, Ryan has already gone out to take some papers to one of Bob’s clients for signature. He should be back soon.
“And after I’ve finished eating I have to meet with Bob to go over the monthlies, something we do on the first of every month, so you’ll be on your own in the office for a short while. But you can handle it, the phone calls don’t really start coming in thick and fast till mid morning when all the other guys have settled in at work. Do you have any questions?”
“Er, nothing I can think of right now, sir, but I’m sure I’ll have a million by the time you and Ryan get back. Ryan set me up with a project yesterday, so I’ll be starting in on that.”
“Good job, Ossie. I’m looking forward to working with you, we’ll make a great team. OK, I better get up to Bob’s office. Here’s the office key to open up.”
Ossie felt happy and confident, given the responsibility of opening the office and holding the fort alone for a little while. He sat at his computer and opened the files he had started work on yesterday. The phone rang twice but they were easy calls and he left messages for Brandon to call them back.
He was so engrossed in his work that he didn’t hear the door open quietly or the soft footsteps until hands clamped over his eye’s from behind and a cheerful voice said, “Guess who?”
Ossie turned round and smiled at Darius. His dick got hard as he gazed into the black stud’s green eyes, so like his own. “Hello, sir. If you’re looking for Ryan, he went out to a client of Bob’s, should be back soon.”
“Good, I’ll hang out and wait for him – I always like a last kiss before I go to the construction site. Don’t let me keep you from your work. I’ll just sit here and watch you, like I do with Ryan. Something about that concentration on a handsome face that turns me on.”
“OK, sir. I’ve already started in on a project Ryan gave me.”
Darius was hard to ignore, sitting beside him shirtless in black jeans and boots that he always wore to work. But Ossie did his best to concentrate on his work that soon engrossed him.
“Wonder if we are related,” Darius mused. “Maybe fourth or fifth cousins, something like that. Can’t be that many guys who look like us, eh?”
Ossie turned briefly from his work and smiled at Darius who ran his hands over Ossie’s short black hair. “Same hair too ... but those eyes. Ryan loves to stare at my green eyes ... like this.” Still stroking Ossie’s hair Darius leaned forward so their faces were inches apart. “Yeah, he grinned, “I see what he means, it is kinda cool. I guess the twins got their fill of your eyes last night, or so I hear,” he chuckled.
Suddenly they heard a cough and both turned to see Ryan staring at them from the doorway. “Dude,” Darius smiled, “here you are at last. I dropped in for a last kiss to keep me going all day. Ossie said you’d be back soon so I waited.” He stood up, pulled Ryan into a muscular hug and clamped their mouths together in a passionate kiss.
When he pulled away he grinned, “Wow, such a turn-on, such a hard-on – I’m this close to throwing you on the floor, kiddo, and making love right here. But I doubt Brandon would approve of fucking in his office, and I’m already late for work, so I’ll save it for the lunch break. So long guys.” He walked jauntily from the office.
<><> The Balloon Goes Up <><>
“Hey Ryan,” Ossie said. “I started in on this but I got a couple of questions.”
“You mean you started on it and you were interrupted by something more tempting than work. I saw what was going on between you and Darius.”
“What ...? What do you mean, Ryan? Oh, the way Darius was staring at me? No, that was nothing, it wasn’t at all what it looked like.”
“Dude, don’t insult me any more with that line ... it’s what everyone says when they’ve been caught in the act.”
“Caught in what act ...?”
The act of making love with another boy’s man, that’s what.” Ryan was blushing with anger. “I could see it coming from the first time Darius saw you and said how hot you looked, said you could be his brother. What he meant was his lover.”
“No Ryan, that’s all nonsense ...”
“And was it nonsense at dinner when Randy introduced you, and Darius yelled, ‘give it up for all the hot black guys with green eyes. We stick together kiddo.’ How do you think I felt, humiliated in front of the whole tribe?”
“Ryan, stop. You got it all wrong. I would never try to take Darius away from you ...”
“It wouldn’t take much effort ... I could see how attracted to you Darius was. Didn’t take much to seduce him, did it? Well you’re welcome to him. When he comes in here later I’ll tell him he can have you. We’re finished. And when you’ve stolen my man I guess you’ll take my job too. I can tell how smart you are and how Brandon praises you, and Bob too. You’ll take over here, or better still, shove me out as Bob’s assistant. I heard how he hugged you and made you cream your jeans.”
“Ryan, stop this, please. I see how upset you are, and you’ll never believe there was nothing going on. I would love to carry on working here, but the last thing I ever want is to come between a boy and his man. There’s only one solution. I’ll leave, and go back to the hotel. You were happy before I came here and messed it all up. If I quit, you can go back to the way you all were before I came.”
“Yeah, you should,” Ryan snapped, “‘cos I could never work with you after this. So either you leave or I do.”
“So that settles it, Ryan. I’m off. But I’m sorry ‘cos ... oh never mind. I gotta go.”
Ossie ran out of the office and headed for his apartment to pick up his backpack and get away. But he ran into Brandon, coming back to the office after his meeting with Bob. “Ossie, where you going?”
“Sorry sir, but I gotta go away. I’m resigning from my job.”
“What? I can’t believe it. I thought you liked your job.”
“I loved it, sir, and the apartment, the guys and everything. But something happened with Ryan, he thinks I’m stealing Darius away from him. It’s not true, but he said he can’t work with me anymore so either I leave or he does. Of course I didn’t mean to cause all this unhappiness so it’s best if just go quietly and leave you all in peace.”
Brandon was floundering, trying to find the right words, when Randy came through the gate, on his way to see Bob. He immediately noticed Ossie’s distress. “What the fuck’s going on here Brandon?”
“Sir, Ossie has just resigned his job and said he’s leaving us.”
“Bullshit. First of all, kid, you are not leaving. I like you, you’re one of us, and you are not going anywhere. Tell me what brought this on, tell me the truth, that’s an order.”
“Sir, all this drama is what I’m trying to avoid. OK, I was in the office alone and Darius came in looking for Ryan. I was working but Darius waited for Ryan and Darius started talking about my eyes and my hair, how much they were like his. He was stroking my hair and staring into my eyes when Ryan walked in. After Darius left, Ryan accused me of trying to steal his man from him, and I’d prob’ly steal his job too. Sir, everything was fine here until I came, and it’ll be fine when I leave.”
“Two questions, kid. Do you like your job, and do you want to live here?”
Tears came to Ossie’s eyes and he said, “I love my job, sir, and I love the idea of living here. But I guess I’m just in the way, so ...” He choked up and the tears started to flow.
There is nothing Randy hated more than to see one of the boys cry. He cupped his hands round Ossie’s face and said, “Like I said, kid, you are not going anywhere, not until we sort this out. It all sounds like a shitload of nothing to me, but it’s got Ryan and you all riled up and I won’t stand for that among my boys.
“So here’s what’s gonna happen. Brandon, go back to your office, take care of business, and talk some sense into Ryan. Ossie, you go to the chefs in the kitchen. Will is your best pal and the twins had sex with you yesterday, so I hear, so you’ll be with guys who love you. And stay there, is that clear?”
“Yes, sir,” Ossie said, drying his tears. “Thank you, sir.”
“Right, Brandon, so when I go back to work I’ll talk to Darius. That guy don’t have a mean bone in his body and he loves that kid of his, but sometimes his affections can make him act without thinking. Hell, I should know all about that. When I love a guy I can act crazy. But first I’m going up to see Bob. He’s the guy to handle stuff like this.”
Randy bent down and kissed Ossie’s tearstained cheek, then grabbed his arm and led him to the kitchen.
<><> Randy Rages <><>
Bob had already got the gist of what was going on from Brandon. He had been in his upstairs office when the heard voices and looked down across the garden to where Brandon and Ossie had been in animated conversation. When Randy had appeared and led Ossie to the kitchen, Bob made a brief phone call to Brandon who quickly related as much as he knew. “And now Randy’s coming to see you, sir.”
“Thanks for the warning, kiddo.”
A few seconds later Randy burst in on Bob – and he was angry. As often happened, he vented his anger on Bob. “I just left the new kid in tears down there. He’s only been here one night and already he wants to leave. Seems Ryan’s accused the kid of stealing Darius away from him. Total fucking bullshit. The kid says he don’t wanna cause no trouble so he chucked his job.”
Randy jabbed an accusing finger at Bob. “Did you know about this? You’re supposed to take care of office stuff, especially schoolyard squabbles like this. The new boy is a sweet kid, smart and real cute, and I hate seeing him like this. I want this fixed. What are you gonna do about it, eh?”
“Randy back off. I resent your tone, accusing me of causing this. I know you hate to see one of your boys hurting, and you’re lashing out at the usual suspect – me. This is no time for us to fight, so calm the fuck down.” Randy sat down, not used to such angry blowback from Bob.
“That’s better. Now I admit I had a sense that something was brewing, the way Darius was being his usual affectionate self with Ossie. I saw Ryan flinch when that happened and I intended to have a word with Darius, but I guess I was too late. The shit has already hit the fan.”
“Damn straight, you dropped the ball on this one.”
“Randy if you don’t drop that belligerent tone this conversation is over. The most important thing right now is where is Ossie?”
“I took him to the kitchen and ordered him not to leave. His best bud Will is there, and the twins who gave him his first blowjob yesterday, so he’ll trust them.”
Bob sighed at the concept that a blowjob instantly makes a man trustworthy, but he let it go.
Randy went on, “Brandon’s in the office talking sense to Ryan. But dammit, Bob, stuff like this shouldn’t happen. That boy is a good kid, he’s brand new still feeling his way. I haven’t even fucked him yet, dammit.”
“Randy, you are a piece of work, you know that? I suppose if you had fucked him he wouldn’t be talking of leaving. And the worst part of that is, it’s probably true. But get a grip, man, and go talk some sense into Darius. He’s probably completely unaware any of this has happened. And keep your cool, don’t go sounding off. No one is to blame here, just a misunderstanding and a lot of emotion flying around.”
“A misunderstanding?” Randy said scathingly. “All I know is two of our boys are hurting and it all could a’ been avoided if you hadn’t ignored the warning signs.”
“Randy, that’s enough! Get the hell out of here.”
“Fuck you, asshole.”
Randy turned and stomped toward the door. He paused, clenched his fists and murmured. “Fuck ... shit ... fuck.” He whirled round, strode back to Bob, clamped his hand behind his neck and pulled him into a long, churning kiss.” When at last he pulled back he looked into the deep brown eyes and said quietly. “I was out of line, dude. Didn’t mean that. Just fix it, OK? I know you can. I’ll see you later.”
“Right, and just so we’re clear, when you come back up here it’s your ass gets fucked, right?”
“Right on, dude, whatever you say. You’re the boss.”
After Randy left Bob went to the window and watched him stride across the garden to the gate. He smiled and murmured to himself. “And that’s why I love you, you big lug.”
<><> Kitchen Talk <><>
Down in the kitchen Ossie was still taking refuge with the four chefs, who paused their early prep for lunch. The kitchen window had a view over the garden so they saw all the comings and goings. They had seen and heard Ossie’s distraught conversation with Brandon and then with Randy, and they were now trying to cool the tension.
“Ossie,” Kevin said gently, “all this is most likely to blow over. You haven’t been here long enough to see that blowups like this happen quite often in this crowd. Passions are strong and emotions run high, especially if a boy sees his relationship with his man threatened.”
“But I didn’t threaten anyone, Kevin, least of all Ryan. I like him, and he’s been kind and helpful to me – until this happened. Darius wasn’t coming on to me, though I can see how it might have looked that way to Ryan.
“Maybe, like you say, it’ll blow over, but there’ll always be bad blood between him and me. If we worked together Ryan would always be resentful and suspicious of me, and I don’t want to cause that kind of trouble. This only happened when I got here, and the only sensible thing is for me to go away and leave you all in peace. I haven’t given notice at the hotel yet so my job’s still there. I can Uber to Union Station and get a train home from there.”
“But, dude, this is your home now,” Will said, close to tears. “You’re my friend, you already got lots of friends here.”
“Including us, kiddo,” Kyle smiled. “We enjoyed our little adventure with you yesterday and were looking forward to being your neighbors upstairs. After Randy tells Darius what’s happened he’ll come home and make things right with Ryan, convince him that he’s still his boy and always will be.”
Ossie frowned. “You know the tribe much better than I do, and you’re probably right. But, see, what I liked at the hotel was being just one of the guys, getting along with the others, not making waves. I felt safe there. I hate the idea of being the center of attention. All this will be up on the grapevine you got going here, and I’ll be known as the boy who tried to seduce Darius away from Ryan.”
Suddenly Bob’s voice said, “I’ll personally make sure that doesn’t happen, Ossie. And I trust you guys to damp down any gossip. Rumors and exaggerations spread fast.” Bob had been standing quietly at the door and heard Ossie voicing his fears.
“Ossie, I would be happy if you would accept my invitation to have coffee with me in my house. Guys, do you have anything to nosh on with coffee – like croissants, Danish, that kinda stuff?”
Will opened the oven. “Ta da, croissants fresh from the oven, sir. We intended to put them outside for guys, but you take them. I’ll make up a tray.”
“So, Ossie,” Bob smiled, “is that a yes?”
“OK, sir, yes please. I’ll carry the tray.”
Bob glanced at the twins who mouthed, ‘please ...’. “Don’t worry, guys, I’ll take it from here.”
They went out, with Bob’s arm over Ossie’s shoulder, and Felipe asked the twins, “What are the chances, d’you think?”
Kyle said, “There’s an old saying here that nobody refuses Bob anything – even Randy, especially Randy. Bob can charm the birds out of the trees. So yeah, there’s a good chance he can charm Ossie into staying here. Fingers crossed.”
<><> Bob’s Heart-to-Heart with Ossie <><>
“Let’s have coffee in here, kiddo,” Bob said leading Ossie into the large bright room that served as Bob and Randy’s bedroom and Bob’s personal office. Ossie put the tray on a low coffee table in front of a couch and sat down. He watched Bob move around the room, then go into the small adjoining kitchen to get coffee and juice.
Bob was wearing jeans and a blue short-sleeve shirt that hung untucked and unbuttoned halfway down his chest. While he was in the kitchen Ossie again wondered what he himself was doing here and why. But he was so confused he couldn’t think clearly. The only thing that was certain was the hardon-on in his shorts that he always had when Bob was close.
Bob came in with the coffee and juice and sat beside the boy on the couch. “These croissants are home-made by the chefs – let’s see, plain, cheese and chocolate, take your pick.” Bob poured the coffee and smiled, “So here we are again Ossie. A bit different from the first time when you watched Randy storm home in a rage after getting in a fight at work.”
“Yes, sir, that scared me when I saw what he did to you.”
“I can imagine, Ossie, as you were brand new here. But I’m used to that and, odd as it may seem, I enjoy it. Randy and I are very much in love.
“As a matter of fact, he came in here a few minutes ago and he was angry again. But you know what made him mad this time? It was because he had just seen you sad and hurt. Nothing makes Randy as angry as seeing a boy being hurt or upset. He blamed me too, but that’s just his way.”
“But sir,” said Ossie, suddenly animated, “that’s exactly what I wanted to avoid, guys getting angry because of me – like Randy and you, Ryan and Brandon. You see, sir, when I first came here I thought this would be a dream job and a perfect home for me, but then the incident with Ryan kinda knocked me sideways.”
“I understand, Ossie, though I was a little surprised at the intensity of your reaction, wanting to run away so fast. Can you explain that?”
“Well sir, it’s like I told the twins and Will. At the hotel I really liked being just one of the guys, fitting in, getting along with my workmates. I just did my job and didn’t make waves. I didn’t even mix with them socially after work. I guess you could say, I felt safe, even if I was lonely some of the time – me and my Netflix,” he smiled ruefully.
“When I came here and interviewed with Brandon I suddenly thought I could have all that – the work, the anonymity – without the loneliness. When I saw the little apartment it felt just right, and when the twins came in and, well, made love to me, it was new and exciting.
“But then suddenly here I was the center of attention, everyone thinking I’m the cause of some weird love triangle. It was like blinking in a sudden bright spotlight, and I don’t like the spotlight. There was Ryan, so upset ... Brandon, my buddy Will and the others anxious for me ... and Randy yelling at you, sir. And all because of me.
“The twins say it’ll all blow over, but even if it does, guys won’t forget I’m the guy who almost broke up Ryan and Darius. That’s why I still think the best thing is for me to leave quietly.”
“Is that what you really want, Ossie?”
“Of course not, sir. I would never forget you all. I love Will, Brandon, the twins ... and that time you hugged me and made me cum I thought I was in love with you, sir ... oh sorry, that was out of line. I shouldn’t be saying that to the leader of the tribe.”
“Doesn’t stop anyone else,” Bob chuckled. “And I like hearing it. Ossie, I’m not insisting that you stay with us – though Randy did, but that’s his way. If you decide that’s best for you I wouldn’t stand in your way. But allow me to make a couple of comments.
“One word you used struck me – safe – you felt safe at the hotel. Most of the boys here came from some pretty precarious lives. The twins themselves had been living on the streets. Felipe had entered the country illegally and risked being deported and sent back to a dangerous country. And what all the new boys craved most was safety. I pride myself that the tribe provided that.
“That’s what Randy is all about – he’d fight like a lion to save and protect his cubs. That’s why he was moved to tears of anger seeing you unhappy. And I think that’s what you want, Ossie, the safe anonymity of being just one of the boys, our boys who always circle the wagons when one of them is in trouble. Which, incidentally, is what they’re doing now, I’m sure, because already they think of you as one of them.
“But Ossie, that phrase ‘one of them’ brings me to a different point. I may be wrong but I have a feeling there’s something else going on here. Your wish is to blend in, to be like all the others, but there’s something that prevents that. And it’s not just this latest squabble, which will, as the twins said, blow over. That’s why I was surprised at your strong reaction to the Ryan incident.
“You say that, at the hotel, you didn’t mix socially with the other boys, you were lonely, your only real friend was Netflix. That’s what makes me think there’s another, separate factor that you think would prevent you blending in – something that makes you so nervous that you want to bolt at the first hint of trouble.
“Tell me truthfully, Ossie. Am I right? Is there something else?”
Ossie gazed into Bob’s warm brown eyes. “You really do know people very well, don’t you, sir? And you’re right. See, I really do like the boys here, the love they have for each other and their men. They are such a great group. But there’s something they have that I don’t – they have a whole lot of sex with each other.
“Don’t get me wrong sir, I get horny a lot, but I satisfy it by jerking off to porn videos. The orgasms I had when you hugged me – and later, after the twins’ tea party, when they sucked my cock – they were the first times I ever came without touching my cock, without jerking off. In fact when the twins touched me and kissed me, they were the first men to ever touch me sexually.
“And there’s one thing that really scares me. It’s when the boys talk of Randy taking me down to the gym to work out. They all say that when a boy first comes here Randy sort of initiates them after the workout by shoving that massive cock up their ass. I could never do that, I could never be initiated by Randy, so I could never really be one of the boys.
“So at night, when they are all making love to each over or their men, I would be in my room watching Netflix. That don’t exactly make me one of the boys, does it, sir?”
Bob smiled at him. “I had a feeling it all had something to do with sex. We are an oversexed lot, it’s true. But let me clarify one thing about Randy and his ‘initiations’. Randy has one golden rule that he insists we all follow. No boy is ever forced to do something he doesn’t want to, and that includes getting fucked. Believe me, all the boys who have been butt-fucked by Randy wanted it. They didn’t think they would, or could, but they ended up craving it.”
“See, I don’t think that applies to me, sir, and that’s why I’m different, and always will be.”
“Hmm. There are a couple of things here that I can’t reconcile. First, you say you have a strong sex drive – which you satisfy with porn flicks. But you have never touched a man sexually, except for the twins yesterday. Seems to me that’s an easy bridge to cross. Would you like the twins to do that again?”
“Yes, sir.” Ossie grinned. “I even asked if there were going to be any more tea-parties.”
“Good for you. And my second point – when I took you in my arms yesterday, a simple hug, you had a spontaneous orgasm in your jeans. Why do you think that was?”
“Because you looked so ... so gorgeous sir, and your naked body pressed against me made me feel ... like I had never felt before.”
“Is your cock hard now?”
Ossie blushed. “Hard as a rock, sir.”
Bob stood up, unbuttoned his shirt shrugged it off over his shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Stripped to the waist in beltless jeans he smiled down at the awestruck boy. “Would you like me to make love to you, Ossie?”
Ossie gulped, hesitated, then heard himself say. “Yes I would, sir. Yes please.”
<><> Ossie Changes His Mind <><>
Bob pulled Ossie to his feet and kissed him gently on the lips. When he stopped, Ossie said, “Sir, what if I cum like I did before?”
“You won’t Ossie, because I’m asking you not to. I want you to do what I tell you, but if ever you don’t want to, you just have to say no and I’ll stop. Is that clear?”
“Yes, sir. But I won’t say no. Not to you, sir.”
“Good,” Bob smiled. “So just relax and we’ll take it slowly. Start by just touching me.”
Hesitantly at first Ossie reached forward and pressed his hands on Bob’s solid pecs, then stroked his chest and abs. He clamped his hands round the waistband of Bob’s jeans – that was the part he found the most sexy, his slim waist cinched by the beltless jeans.
“Tell me something, Ossie. When the twins sucked your cock yesterday, you said it excited you, but did you wonder how it felt for them?”
“I did, sir. I tried to imagine what it felt like when my cock slid down their throats.”
“Would you like to find out?”
“You mean, like, suck your cock, sir?” Bob smiled and nodded.
“Yes, I would, sir. I don’t think I’d be very good, but I’d like to give it a try.”
He remembered how the twins had gone down on each other and he tried to copy it. He knelt on the floor, unbuttoned Bob’s jeans and pulled out his long cock. “Oh,” he gasped, “it’s hard and there’s precum.”
“That because I find you a very sexy young man. I’ve made love to Darius in the past and you look like a junior version of him. Take your time, just do what you feel like.”
Ossie looked up at Bob’s handsome face, his magnificent body, all the way down to his gorgeous cock that stood straight out from his wiry black pubic hair. And it was pointing at him. He flicked out his tongue and tasted the musky precum. He licked the head and heard Bob gasp when he licked the hard, sensitive corona.
Then he went for it. He opened his mouth wide, pushed forward and let the long cock slide into his mouth and down his throat. A little way in he choked and Bob paused. “Relax, kiddo, no hurry. Breathe through your nose and wait till you’re ready.”
Ossie was so excited that he accidentally bit down on the long shaft. “Aagh,” Bob gasped. “No teeth kiddo, purse you lips round it and use those to massage it.”
Although this was his first time Ossie soon got the hang of it, and loved it – loved the sensation of this beautiful man’s cock filling his mouth. As he relaxed more he sucked faster, impulsively, until suddenly Bob pulled out.
“Wow, that was great, Ossie, you are gonna be a terrific cocksucker. Our expert is Eddie, whom you met, he’ll be happy to teach you the tricks of his trade. I only stopped because you were about to make me cum in your mouth, and I have other plans. Kiddo, I think you’re ready.”
Bob pulled Ossie up on his feet and led him to the bed. “Take your clothes off, kid, and lie on the bed.”
Eagerly Ossie obeyed, pulling off his T-shirt, kicking off his sneakers and dropping his shorts. He lay on his back on the bed and Bob stared down at him. Bob smiled, “You really are very sexy, Ossie – that smooth ebony skin and sinewy fat-free build so many young black guys have naturally. I want to make love to you, kiddo – show you how it feels.”
Ossie watched mesmerized as Bob bent down and pulled off his smart Chelsea boots, then straightened up, opened his jeans wider and pulled them and his shorts off. Ossie gasped at the sight of the muscular, naked boss of the tribe towering over him. Reflexively Ossie touched his own cock.
“No,” Bob ordered. “You’ll cum if you do that, and one of my rules is that you cum only when I say you can.”
“Yes, sir,” Ossie said, excited by the commanding tone in Bob’s voice.
Turn over on your stomach, Ossie.” He obeyed instantly, lying face down, his heart pounding in his chest. He gasped as he felt Bob lie gently on top of him and kiss the back of his neck. He slid up and down the naked boy, his chest against his back, his cock against his ass. Ossie felt the long moist shaft sliding against the crack in his ass, and instinctively pushed his butt higher. Soon, Bob knew Ossie was on the edge of orgasm and abruptly pulled off him.
Ossie’s body was shuddering as he lay face down on the bed. Deep down he knew now what he wanted though he didn’t dare admit it to himself. Then suddenly, “Turn over kid.”
Obediently he flipped over on his back and inhaled sharply at the sight of Bob’s chiseled features and sculpted physique, his muscles rippling as he stroked his cock. Beside him on a table was a jar into which he dipped his fingers and wrapped his greasy hand round his cock.
It’s called lubricant, Ossie. I’m using it because I think I know what you want. But I need to hear you ask for it. My cock is real hard now ... where would you like it to be?’
Ossie gazed up at the muscle-god and said softly, “In my ass, sir. I want you to fuck me, sir. Please ....”
“Good, that’s what I thought.” Bob knelt on the bed between the boy’s legs, raised them up and hooked them over his broad shoulders. He leaned forward and twisted the boy’s nipples in his fingertips, the head of his cock touching his ass lightly. “Look at me, Ossie, and tell me again what you want.”
“I want to feel you inside me, sir. Please, fuck my ass. I want it so bad.” Then suddenly “Aaagh ...” as the head of Bob’s cock pushed over his sphincter and into his ass. “No, no, stop, it hurts, it hurts bad ...”
Bob stopped still. “OK ... OK, kiddo, that’s normal at first. I’ll pull out slowly and wait.”
“No, don’t pull out of me, sir. I love feeling you inside me ... it just hurts, is all.”
“Look at me Ossie and do what I tell you. It’s natural to clench you ass like that when it hurts, but I need you to relax it, then it won’t hurt. Look into my eyes, take deep breaths. You’re in charge, show me what you want me to do. Put your hands on my chest so you can push me back when it hurts.”
“Ossie did as he was told and gradually his fear vanished. A couple of times he dug his fingers into Bob’s pecs when there was a jolt of pain, but he soon found himself drowning in the dark brown eyes, mesmerized by the beautiful face and body. Complete relaxation came suddenly as he took his hands off Bob’s body, dropped his arms back on the bed and surrendered himself to the joy of domination by the leader of the tribe.
Despite his best efforts he groaned and spurted a small amount of cum on his belly. Bob smiled. “Don’t worry, boy, there’s more where that came from.” He bent low, sucked up the cum, then kissed Ossie. Their mouths clamped tight together so they were sharing the cum and the same breath.
When at last he pulled back, Bob said, “And now I’m gonna show you how it feels to be at the mercy of a man like me.” He grabbed the boy’s wrists and pinned them to the bed above his head. This is it, boy ... I’m the master and you’re my captive. I’m gonna fuck your ass until I fill it with my juice, and that’s when you’ll come too – the hottest orgasm you ever had in your life.
Ossie felt the new, erotic sensation of being unable to get free, at the mercy of this beautiful man whose cock drove deeper and faster in his ass. It was beyond his wildest imagination, surrendering helplessly to another man, and a man such as this. He felt his balls straining with pent-up juice that raced up his cock.
Bob yelled, “Here it comes, boy, I’m busting my load in your ass. Let me see you shoot ... Now!”
Ossie saw the muscled body flex and felt the pounding shaft erupt in his ass and fill it with warm sperm. His own body was on fire and he yelled, “I love you, sir. I love you ... Aaagh ...” Semen spurted from his cock, stream after stream and splashed down on his writhing, helpless body.
His orgasm was endless, like nothing he had ever experienced in his life, until finally he collapsed back on the bed. Bob pulled slowly out and lay beside him, propped on his elbow, smiling down at him.
“You’re a great fuck, Ossie, definitely one of us, and one of the boys at last. Unless, of course, you run away. Are you still going to run away, kiddo?
“No, sir, absolutely not. Please let me stay, sir. I never want to leave, ever.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear, buddy. And there’s a bunch of guys downstairs who are dying to hear that too. Come on, let’s go tell them.”
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TO BE CONTINUED in “A Trial Of Strength” – Book 13: Chapter 26