Trial Of Strength (Book 13)

"NEW BOY OSSIE TAKES A WALK ON THE WILD SIDE"

New boy Ossie settles into life with the tribe, and handsome leader Bob explains the many kinds of love, from mild to wild. Ossie samples the ‘mild’ from sexy identical twins Kyle and Kevin, who take him to bed and teach him to be a top man – on them both in turn. Then he takes a walk on the wild side in the gym, where macho gypsy boss Randy shows him just how wild a top man can be.

In the previous chapter

The new boy in the tribe, Ossie, has resolved his quarrel with young Ryan.  After what their boss Brandon characterized as a “tempest in a teapot” the boys have become best buddies.

As Ossie settled into his new life with the tribe, he knew that the alpha gypsy boss Randy would soon take him to their home gym for his first workout.  That scared Ossie as Randy had a reputation for ‘initiating’ a new boy by butt-fucking him.  Ossie was new to man-on-man sex, except for jerking off to gay porn, and knew he could never take the gypsy’s massive cock inside him.

But, savage as Randy could sometimes be, he was always kind and protective to the boys.  In the gym he smiled, “OK, kiddo, so you’re worried about me fucking you.  Don’t be ‘cos I’m not going to.  I know when a boy wants it and when he don’t, and you obviously don’t.”  He grinned. “I might have something else in mind later, but not fucking.”

The ‘something else’ turned out to be an introduction to light bondage, where Randy tied Ossie’s wrists above him to a pullup bar.  Knowing he could trust Randy, Ossie was more excited than scared, especially as he watched the stunningly homoerotic sight of the tortured gypsy putting himself through a grueling muscle-crunching workout that ended with him pounding his cock and shooting a load all over the bound boy.

Ossie stared in disbelief at the muscled giant, chest heaving, dark stubbled features grimacing, shaggy black hair falling over his brow, body dripping with sweat.  And that cock, that massive shaft ...  Ossie wanted it.  He was desperate to lick it, swallow it ... to feel it in his ass.

He couldn’t believe he was actually craving Randy’s cock, but it was true.  When he watched him work out, the very thought of surrendering his ass to this magnificent man and feeling that huge cock penetrating him, had made his own cock erupt in a spontaneous hands-free climax.

Disoriented, in a daze, Ossie watched Randy pull on his shorts and wipe the sweat from his face and body – looking none the worse for his punishing workout.

“Quite a workout, eh kiddo?” Randy grinned, as he wiped his own cum off Ossie, then untied him and kissed him. “I know, it’s all a bit hard for a new kid to take in at first.  But, er, did it help you work out what you really want from me?”

“Oh yes, sir.  I know what I want.  I’m surprised, but I know exactly what I want.”

“Good. So are we on for tomorrow, same time, same place?  And we’ll see if you still want it?”

“Oh, I know I will, sir.”

OK, so put your shorts on, kid.  Bob don’t like it if a guy shows up naked for dinner.  Personally I think it’s not a bad idea, but he’s funny like that.  Good first workout, Ossie.  We’ll do even better tomorrow, that’s a promise.

=======   Book 13: Chapter 27    =========

<><>    Sex Talk At Dinner    <><>

When Randy and Ossie emerged from the gym, the men and boys of the tribe were already gathering round the big outdoor table for dinner.   Well pleased with himself, and with his usual touch of arrogance, Randy swaggered over to Bob. 

“So,” Bob smiled, “judging by the dazed smile on Ossie’s face, you did the deed, uh?”

“Not the deed you mean, buddy.  The kid wasn’t ready for that.  But I put on a show for him that made him crave my dick in his ass.  That’s on tomorrow’s agenda.”

Bob grinned.  “By ‘show’ you mean the one where a bound captive is forced to watch you put yourself through that agonizing workout, muscles flexed and straining until you shoot a load over him?  I remember that one myself, still get hard thinking about it.”

“Yeah ... time we did that again.  Seeing you in bondage is enough to make me bust a load over you without touching my dick.  Damn, why does talking to you always give me a massive boner?  Maybe we could skip dinner and go downstairs to the gym right now.”

“Down, tiger.  The guys expect us to be here for dinner.  Besides, most of them are probably nursing boners just looking at you.  Always works for me.”

Bob was right. As the two co-leaders chatted there were many erections under the table.  When Ossie emerged from the gym, his face glowing, he sat with his pals Will and Ryan and several other boys, all agog to know what happened in the gym – specifically, did the boss fuck him?”

In hushed, excited tones Ossie described how he had been tied up and shot his load watching Randy’s naked body strain in a grueling workout. “Guys, I couldn’t believe it, but when I watched him I knew that I wanted to feel his cock inside me.  I think that’s gonna happen tomorrow.”

“It’s happened to all of us boys, dude,” Will said.  “We all joined the tribe we swore we could never take that humongous cock, but ended up begging for it.  It’s like Randy casts a gypsy spell on you.”

“And what’s more,” Ryan added, “when it’s over, you’re sure you’ve fallen in love with the big boss.  You look into those blue eyes and you totally surrender.”

The boys soon went on to other topics but Ossie’s natural curiosity had been roused by the mention of love.  There he was again in uncharted territory, a world of which he had no experience.  Ossie was the kind of boy who couldn’t just let an idea or topic languish in the dark.  He had to try to understand it, work things out, and he knew the man he would go to for help.

In the meantime he enjoyed being with his new friends at dinner, mostly listening and watching – so many new images and viewpoints to take in. Occasionally he caught the eye of Randy who gave a conspiratorial wink and raised his glass.  They both knew what the other was thinking about – tomorrow’s gym session.

<><>    Bob Explains Love To Ossie   <><>

Ossie found the dinner a lot of fun, but when it wound down his mind returned to his earlier conversation with the boys, which had raised more questions in him than it answered. The group started to disburse – Will to help the twins in the kitchen, Ryan went with his lover Darius, Brandon went off with Pete – and Ossie found himself momentarily alone. 

At the other end of the table he saw Bob taking a last sip of coffee as Randy headed for the Boss House.  Bob smiled at Ossie and came over to him, “Hey, Ossie, all alone?  I haven’t had a chance to talk to you since your gym session with Randy.  Let’s go over here for a chat.”

Bob picked up a brandy bottle and glasses and led the way to a small table under a tree. They sat facing each other and Bob poured two brandies and raised a glass.  “A last nightcap before bed, eh, kiddo?”  They took a sip and Bob smiled, “Naturally, I heard what happened in the gym.  Heck, I think the whole tribe knows what happened by now.  Like I once told you, nothing remains private here once it hits the grapevine.

“I don’t mind, sir, I want everyone to know, it was so exciting.  But confusing too, and ... well, there are a few things I kinda wanted to ask you, sir.  I should probably talk to Brandon as he’s my boss, but if you have the time, I ...”

“Ossie, Brandon is your boss in the office, not in your social life, though I’m sure he helps you with personal issues too.   So of course I have time to talk.  I’ve been meaning to have a chat with you anyway, ‘cos It’s only natural that you’re a little confused after all that’s happened to you in such a short time. So ask away, dude, feel free to ask whatever you like. 

Ossie frowned, searching for the right words.  “Er, could you explain love to me, sir?”

Bob gave a startled smile.  “Wow, that was a shot right between the eyes, kiddo.  Love eh?  That’s a pretty big topic – the stuff of plays, books, movies, forever.  As the old saying goes, it’s what makes the world go round.  So, er, can you narrow the question down a bit, something a bit more specific?”

“Well, sir, like, what does love feel like?  I mean, how do you recognize it and know it’s what you’re feeling?”

Bob frowned. “Hmm, the reason I have trouble describing it, Ossie, is that it’s something that comes out of nowhere, hits you when you’re least expecting it – like seeing a stranger across a crowded room.”  He grinned, “Or in a dark shabby bar, like Randy and me.  It’s literally indescribable.  Poets have been trying to do that since the dawn of time.  It would help if you told me why you ask.  Do you think you’ve ever felt love?”

“Not until I came here, sir.  I mean, it’s not the same as sex is it?  It’s more than sex.  See, I used to cum looking at porn videos but I know that wasn’t love ‘cos they were just porn actors.  They were hot and sexy but I didn’t love them.”

“So what changed when you came here?” Bob asked gently.

“Well, for starters, when I met Will at the hotel I liked him a lot right away, and when he brought me up here with Seth I felt ... kinda ... kinda warm to him, real affectionate, more than just friends.  But was that love?

“And later when the twins kissed me and licked by body and sucked my cock. I know that’s called ‘making love’, sir, but is it really love?

“And especially when you took me to bed yesterday and ... and fucked me for the first time ever, ... I looked at you and could swear I was in love with you.  But was it really love?’

“And now today, in the gym.  I looked at Randy, he’s so spectacular, and I stared into those blue eyes and felt sure I loved him.  But how could that be love?  At dinner the guys told me that when Randy first fucks a boy, the boy always falls in love with him.  But can they all be in love with him.  Do you think that’s love?”

“I guess what I mean, sir, is in cases like that, is it OK to say you love a guy?  Is it true?”

Bob smiled and squeezed Ossie’s hand.  “You know Ossie, something that intrigues me about you is your curiosity.  I’m always saying that these days young people are not curious enough, they take things for granted, without questioning them or exploring them. 

“You are analytical, which is why you’re so good at your job.  When someone tells you how a thing is done, you ask why, you question it, and maybe come up with a better way of doing it.  Ryan’s the same, that’s why you two work so well together.

“The word love is thrown around so easily, but you want to know what it means, if it’s real.  OK, so let’s jump right in.  To all the questions you just asked – is it really love every time? – my answer is yes ... every time. The reason I can be so sure, is that love takes many forms.  It ranges from affection, like what you felt with Will, to the intense physical sensation you felt with Randy, and will again.

“I always say that if you think the feeling you have might be love, run toward it and find out.  So sure, go back to the gym tomorrow and find out.  Randy loves all the boys, but you’ve probably noticed the special affection he feels for Will, when he calls him Red and ruffles his hair.  And I can tell you this for sure, Randy already loves you, Ossie.

“You see, there are as many definitions of love as there are people, and mine tends to be very broad.  I think that love is sometimes a question of intensity rather than duration.  It can be a lifelong relationship or something fleeting.

“For instance, a guy meets someone he likes the look of and they have sex.  There’s that wonderful connection at the moment of climax when they look into each other’s eyes and cum. The intensity of that moment may last only a few minutes, and they may never see each other again.  But I believe that what they experienced in that fleeting moment was a kind of loving.

“Really, sir?  I never had a moment like that ‘cos I never had real sex with a guy ... until the twins made love to me, and I felt what you just described.  But, what if the guys do see each other again, and have sex again and again?”

Bob chuckled, “Hopefully they do and, best case scenario, it develops into something deeper, even that lifelong relationship I spoke of. 

“You have examples of the different kinds of love all around you here, Ossie.  For instance, Randy and I met by chance and we didn’t know it was love, but it led to a tumultuous relationship.  You saw the other day the savage way Randy made love to me.

“At the other extreme, you have a love affair like Brandon and Ranger Pete – quiet, gentle, not showy, but intensely loving.  Yesterday at dinner when your quarrel with Ryan came to an end and everyone was cheering, nobody but I noticed Pete and Brandon quietly clinking glasses.  It was their private celebration of Pete’s pride in how his boy had handled the office situation.

Ossie smiled. “I’m beginning to see what you mean, sir.  What you’re describing are different situations that are celebrations of love in one form or another.  One of my favorite songs says that ‘Love is all Around’ and it sure seems to be true around here, sir.

“That’s about it, Ossie.  Randy would tell you not to sweat it, don’t label things, just go with the flow.  You see, he is the opposite of you, in a way.  You’re analytical but he is all about raw, intense, over-the-top feelings.  He is larger than life, and that’s why I love him.”

“Sir, I can see why you and Randy are so in love, ‘cos you too are larger than life in your way – like the most gorgeous man ever – and both of you want nothing but the best.  Nothing less than a man as spectacular as you will do as a lifelong lover.”

Bob’s eyes got moist.  “Thank you for saying that, Ossie.  Nobody’s ever put it quite like that before.  And it makes me very happy.  It also makes me want to be in my lover’s arms, and I’m sure he’s waiting for me. 

“But before I go, here’s what I want for you, Ossie.  I want you to explore it all, love from every angle.  Tomorrow you’ll take another walk on the wild side in the gym with Randy.  But I also want you to feel the quiet, gentle kind of loving that Pete and Brandon have.”

“Do you think I’ll ever be someone’s boy, sir?”

“I’m sure of it, Ossie.  And sooner rather than later.  And when it happens I want to be the first guy you tell about it.  Now I really need to go up to Randy and feed the savage beast.”

They stood up and hugged.  “You’re such a fine young man, Ossie.  I’m delighted to have you here with us.”

“Thank you, sir.  I think I’ll sit here a while, finish my drink, and think about what you’ve said.”

“Just don’t think too long, kiddo.  Analysis is all well and good, but there comes a time when you stop thinking and start feeling ... go with the flow, as Randy would say.”

“OK, sir.  I’ll remember that.”

<><>    Two Heads Are Better Than One    <><>

Ossie watched Bob stride across the garden toward the kitchen, no doubt to say goodnight to the twins.  He smiled to himself and drained his brandy glass. 

In the sudden silence his mind wandered on how lucky he was to have landed in this extraordinary place with so many loving men and boys.  He stroked the bulge in his shorts and smiled to himself when he recalled that Eddie had named it a Boss-Bob Boner, which seemed to afflict everyone around here.

“Hey, Earth to Ossie ...”  He was aware of a hand waving in front of his face and looked up into Will’s smiling face.  Will sat down with him briefly.  “You seemed miles away, dude, lost in thought.  Bob will do that to a guy.  I saw from the kitchen that he was having a heart-to-heart with you.  And now he’s in the kitchen talking to the twins.  Seemed kinda private so I ducked out, ‘cos my man Seth is waiting for me in our house next door.”

“Bob is such a wonderful man, Will.  We were talking about love.”

“At which Bob is an expert.  And talking of love, I gotta go to Seth, dude.  You get some sleep ... big day tomorrow.”

“They hugged and Ossie walked over to the kitchen where he found the twins wiping down the counters after the end of cleanup.  “Hey, Ossie, you off up to bed?  We’re just finishing up here, we’ll be up shortly.  Sleep well, kiddo.”

Ossie went upstairs and along the corridor, past the twins’ apartment to his own, which he already loved.  He was suddenly struck by how quiet it was, reminding him slightly of the solitary room he had had in the hotel when he worked there.  He had been lonely there, but here there were so may guys in the tribe he would never feel lonely again.  Would he?

As he undressed, he thought of Bob going to bed with Randy, Will going home to his man Seth, Brandon in Pete’s arms, all of them indulging in one of the many kinds of loving that Bob had talked about.  But himself?  What about him?  He recalled Bob saying that he would soon be someone’s boy.  He would love that, someone to come home to instead of a solitary bed.  There was a chill in the air tonight and it would be nice to snuggle up with someone.

Naked now, except for his boxer briefs, Ossie pulled the covers back and smiled.  He should be grateful for what he had – a nice home, great job, and lots of new friends.  Love would come soon enough – of one kind of another – mild or wild, as Eddie called it. 

Just as he was about to climb into bed there was a knock on the door.  “It’s Kevin.”  The twin came in, also wearing just boxer briefs.

“Sorry to barge in, but Kyle and I were just getting ready for bed when we thought of you and wondered if you were OK in here – not lonely or anything.  ‘Cos if you are, we’re only next door ... and we have a very large bed.”  Kevin chuckled.  “Randy got us a California King bed.  The man knows beds better than anyone, he’s slept in enough.”

That made Ossie laugh.  He looked down at his solitary bed then up at Kevin, and saw Kyle’s grinning face appear over Kevin’s shoulder. Kyle grinned, “We realized that everyone else had paired off, as they always do after dinner, everyone except you and ... well, we thought you might like company.”

Suddenly Ossie giggled.  “You know, seeing you like that, your face right next to Kevin’s, you’re like one man with two identical faces on his shoulders.”

“We are, Kevin said.  At night we turn into this two-headed monster, it’s a well-known fact.  And we prey on handsome young black boys with green eyes, sleeping alone.”

Ossie laughed, “And I suppose you force the boy to drink some witch’s brew that makes him grow another head too. And then all four of you make love.”

“That’s only half right, Ossie.  It’s not a witch’s brew, it’s hot chocolate with marshmallows.  It’s a habit we picked up from Bob, a favorite of his.  Randy indulges him but laces his own with Scotch.  But no, so far we haven’t managed to make anyone grow an extra head.  So it would be safe for you to join us ... if you would like to.”

“How can I say no after an offer like that?  I was feeling a bit solitary, though I hadn’t thought of growing another me for company.  I’d rather be with you.”

<><>    Hot Chocolate    <><>

And so, a few minutes later, Ossie was sitting in the twins’ spacious apartment, wrapped in a thick white bathrobe in front of a fire that the twins had lit as it was a chilly night.  The twins sat next to him on the floor, all nursing mugs of hot chocolate.  “Nice to see you both have one face each,” Ossie grinned, “especially as they’re such gorgeous faces.  This feels really, really nice.”

They settled down and the twins regaled him with some of their past stories of the tribe.  They laughed together and, as the twins took turns at story-telling Ossie had a chance to see them as they really were, relaxing together in their home. 

He thought of what Bob had told him about love, and he realized that the twins were in the same category as Pete and Brandon – quiet, gentle and unassuming, content to stay back and observe, rather than make a splash as some of the boys did. They had evidently adopted many of the same characteristics as Bob.

Not that they were inconsequential in the running of the tribe.  They had a certain elite status as Bob’s boys.  He shared everything with them, even private things, and picked their brains when faced with knotty problems.  But right now, Ossie didn’t think of them as elite senior boys.  He was relaxing with his two friendly neighbors, beautiful identical twins who were making him warm and comfortable, sipping hot chocolate in front of a cheerful fire.

He listened with amusement to their stories of life in the tribe until Kyle turned to another topic.  “You had quite the heart-to-hearter with Bob, Ossie.  Do you want to tell us about it?  You don’t have to, of course, if it was private.”

“I want to tell you guys.  I want everyone to hear what Bob said about love.  I asked him what love was, how do you know if you’re feeling it.  I told him I’d be seeing Randy in the gym tomorrow and he said that was kind of a walk on the wild side, and he would like me also to experience a gentle kind of loving.”

Ossie suddenly stopped and gave them a quizzical smile.  “Er, after Bob left me he went and had a talk with you.  Did he ask you to invite me into your room like this?”

The twins laughed and Kevin said, “You’re a pretty smart cookie, dude.   Actually he didn’t ask us, we asked him.  We told him we wanted to spend a night with you.  We had tried before, but you said you were used to sleeping alone, so we let it drop.  But Bob thought it was a good idea and suggested we try again.  So there you are, kiddo, we’re busted.  It was a conspiracy.”

Ossie laughed.  “And did you want to talk to me about love or sex or ... what?”

Kyle said, “Actually we, er, we were interested in furthering your sex education, kiddo.  You’ve joined an oversexed group of guys here, and we wanted you to be well-informed so you’d feel more comfortable.  Actually, before you came in here we had been doing a kind of inventory of your activities so far.”

Intrigued, Ossie asked, “And what did you come up with?”

Kevin took another drink of chocolate and said, “Well, first of all you got a glimpse of the hardcore kind of sex when you watched Randy, riled up by a fight he’d had with a crewman, fuck Bob. Then later we got together with you, the first guys to ever touch you sexually, you said.  We kissed and stroked you, then we both sucked your cock and made you cum ... twice.”

Kyle took over.  “Soon after that, of course, Bob took you hopping farther down the sexual bunny trail.  You learned to suck his cock and he ended up butt-fucking you, a major first.  And you learned then that nobody can say no to Bob. 

“So that’s it so far.  You’ve been sucked off, you’ve sucked dick and you’ve been fucked in the butt.  Not forgetting your bondage trip with Randy that gave you a hands-free orgasm watching him work out. Have we left anything out?”

“I don’t think so,” Ossie chuckled.  “You guys have it all buttoned down, don’t you?” 

“Except ...” the twins said in unison.   “You have one treat still in store for you,” Kyle said

“I know ... I’ve never fucked another guy up the butt.  I’m not sure I’d know how to do that “

“Dude,” Kevin laughed, “that’s what you said about all the other things – that you wouldn’t know how to do it ... until you did.  Hell, you’ve watched Randy fuck Bob, and Bob fuck you.  What more do you want – a how-to video? All you need now is a cute and hungry ass to practice on.”

“Or two ...” Kyle grinned roguishly.

“And a nice hard boner,” Kevin added.

“Oh, that’s already taken care of,” Ossie said. “I’ve had one of those since I came in here.”

“So what are we waiting for?” the twins chorused.

<><>    Ossie Learns One More Skill    <><>

“I always like sex in front of the fire,” said Kevin.  “And the hearthrug is washable,” Kyle added. “So stay there, drink your chocolate and watch, kiddo.  Your topman turn will come.”

Bob had said there were many ways to make love, and this was sure different from getting fucked by Bob, or Randy’s hardcore action in the gym.  Ossie did, in fact, sip his hot chocolate as he lazed by the fire wrapped up in the big, soft, bathrobe.  He casually added marshmallows as he watched the twins stand up and face each other. 

It was a feature of the twins’ love making that they were totally lost in each other, with seemingly no awareness of anything of anyone else.  As identical twins they had fought to stay together from an earliest age, despite the efforts of the foster care system to separate them.  Now it was as if they lived in a bubble, a world unto themselves.

Ossie loved to watch them.  They stared at each other for long minutes, then pulled close together and kissed.  Like Ossie, they were wearing white boxer briefs and, as they hugged, their hands strayed down their backs and grabbed the mounds of their asses that bulged under the tight briefs.

In perfect unison they slowly pushed each other’s briefs all the way down, exposing the perfect white globes that contrasted sharply with their golden-tanned bodies.  Ossie’s cock stiffened in his shorts as he stared at the identical butts and tried to imagine what it would feel like to penetrate them. 

Suddenly they partly separated, one arm around the other’s waist, the other stretched out toward him as an invitation to join them.  Feeling nervous now he stood up, dropped the bathrobe and walked into their arms that folded round him.  He had a sudden feeling of belonging as he felt the warmth of their bodies, and instinctively lowered his hands to cup the mounds of their asses. 

When he felt them flex under his touch his cock jolted and he almost creamed his shorts.  As if reading his mind and reflexes, the twins pulled away and Kevin smiled, “Not yet, Ossie.  When you cum it will be inside us.”

They kissed each other again, sank to the ground and lay on their backs side by side on the hearthrug.  Ossie lost his nervousness and felt strangely empowered. He had seen men fuck in countless videos, and now, suddenly, he was to be a topman.  And he was ready.  He stood smiling down at the twins and pushed down his briefs.  His long black cock sprang out and the twins gasped. 

“Beautiful,” Kevin said softly.  “You are such a sexy boy, Ossie.” Kyle murmured. “Talk about hot chocolate.” The twins pushed their fingers in their mouths, then reached down and eased them in their butts as lubricant.  “We prefer just spit,” Kyle smiled.  “Makes it feel more sensitive.”

Ossie followed their example, spat in his palm and stroked his cock.  From then on it was second nature – like something he had done many times before.  He knelt on the floor between Kevin’s legs and pushed them back, as he had seen so often in videos.  He pressed the head of his wet cock between the cheeks and Kevin whispered, “You are so beautiful, Ossie.  I want so much to feel you inside me.”

As confident as he was feeling, and as often as he had seen this in videos and then watched Randy fuck Bob, young Ossie could not be prepared for the unique sensation he felt as he eased his cock inside Kevin’s ass.  The warm velvet membrane enveloped his cock as if caressing it.  It was on fire, a sensation like no other he had felt in his life.

He howled, long and loud as he pushed deeper and deeper into the fiery depths of Kevin’s ass. “Aaahh ... it feels ... it feels ...”  But words failed him as he pulled back and plunged in.  He leaned forward, pressed his palms on Kevin’s shoulders and gazed into his smiling eyes. “Man, he murmured at last, “so this is what it’s all about.”  The sensation was so intense that he lost control and pounded harder and faster.”

“Easy, easy, kid,” Kevin cautioned. “Gently does it, you’ll enjoy it more and not cum too soon.”

Ossie eased off and learned to massage Kevin’s ass gently, and that felt even more intense.  The incredible new sensation overwhelmed him and it wasn’t long before his cock began to shudder.  “I think I gotta cum, dude ... it feels so hot ...”

“Wait ... just a moment and I’ll make you cum.”  Kevin grabbed his own cock and stroked it gently.  “I love your cock inside me, Ossie.  You feel so good, you’re making me cum.  Yes ... yes ... aaahh.”  As Kevin spurted juice over himself he clenched his ass muscles hard round the boy’s cock and Ossie’s screams echoed round the room he erupted in an orgasm unlike any he had ever felt before. 

He stared down at Kevin, whose tanned abs and chest were smothered in semen.  It was hard to believe that he was actually inside this gorgeous man, but his thoughts were interrupted by Kyle’s voice.  “Perfect, kiddo.  Now me?”

Ossie frowned.  “I don’t think I can cum again Kyle.  I kinda blew my wad in Kevin.”

“Yes you can, kiddo, I can make you.  Quick, while you’re still pumped.”  Ossie pulled out of Kevin’s ass and shuffled over to his brother.  Kyle pulled his own legs back, offering his ass, and Ossie pushed inside him before he lost his hardon.  But there was no fear of that when he felt the warm flesh clench round his cock.

His cock was rock hard, as if he had not just erupted in Kevin’s butt.  But he wasn’t sure if he had any jizz left.  Seeing the doubt in his eyes, Kyle said, “You can do it, stud, and I know how.  Pull back, then push in real deep.”

Ossie did as instructed and again felt the same intense sensation as before.  When his cock came to a stop Kyle said, “That’s just the inner sphincter, dude.  Push again.” 

Ossie gasped as he felt the head of his cock ease over the tight sphincter and come to rest in the fiery inner depths of Kyle’s ass.  His eyes opened wide in disbelief as he felt jizz racing up his cock in a second gushing orgasm.  Again his shouts echoed round the room as he saw Kyle pump his own cock in his hand and shower himself in cum, a perfect replay of his twin brother.

Ossie was gasping for air, hyperventilating until Kevin said gently, “You did it, buddy.  You’re a great fuck.  Now pull out slowly and we’ll get cleaned up.”

Ossie pulled out and got to his feet.  “I’ll wash my cock off and bring a towel for you guys.  He went to the bathroom and came back with a towel.  He knelt by the twins and lovingly wiped the semen from their bodies.  The brothers smiled at each other as if reading each other’s thoughts.

They all stood up, the twins took him by the hand and led him to the king-size bed. In a few minutes he was lying between them and Kyle asked, “How’s it feel kiddo?”

“Just ... perfect.  I’m so happy.  Feels like home.”

“Excellent,” Kevin smiled.  Actually, the twins had not told Ossie all the details of their earlier conversation with Bob in the kitchen.  It had covered more than just introducing Ossie to gentle love-making.  And now the brothers exchanged meaningful glances across the boy, as if an unspoken decision had been reached.   Bob had been right, they thought ... as always.

As Ossie was falling asleep, pressed against the twins, his thoughts didn’t dwell on sex, which was surprising after what had just happened.  What he felt now was something different, bigger than sex, somehow, though sex was part of it.  He couldn’t quite sort through his jumbled thoughts ... all he knew was that he was feeling happy.  And that was good enough for now. 

<><>    Three’s Not Always A Crowd    <><>

In the morning Ossie was woken by the sound of the shower.  He stirred as Kyle came from the bathroom naked, toweling his hair. “Hey, Ossie, sleep well?

“Like a log. Kyle.  See, I can tell you two apart already.”

“Good, that’s a definite prerequisite,” Kyle chuckled.

Ossie didn’t quite understand.  A prerequisite for what?  But he let it go.”

Kevin came from the bathroom with a towel wrapped round him.  “Morning, dude. Hey it’s way early, you don’t have to get up yet.  We’re on early breakfast duty, and lunch.  Which means Will and Felipe will be doing dinners.  We’ll be free this evening if you’d like to hang out with us.”

Kyle added, “We just got a subscription to Netflix, but we don’t know our way around it yet.  Maybe you could show us.”

“Perfect,” Ossie laughed.  “Me and Netflix are old pals – my best friend till you and the other guys came along.  Sure, I’d love to show you my favorites.  It’s a date.”

They kissed him and left, but he couldn’t go back to sleep, he was too wired and excited.  So he got up and set about tidying the room – making the bed, putting the towels in the laundry basket and cleaning up the bathroom.  He wanted it to look as neat as it had when he came in last night, and he got much satisfaction doing it for the twins.

Then he went to his own apartment, showered, dressed and went down to breakfast, set up in the garden.  Like yesterday, Brandon was already there eating, so he’d be ready to open the office on time.  Ossie filled a plate from the buffet and sat with him.

“So, Brandon smiled, a night with the twins, eh?  How did that feel?”

Ossie beamed, “It was awesome, sir.  I topped a man for the first time, two men actually, and came twice.”  He turned pensive.  “But you know, it wasn’t just the sex.  I ... I just loved being with the twins.  I feel ... really comfortable with them.  And this evening we’re gonna watch TV together.  Funny, I used to spend all my time watching TV, but this time I’m really excited about it.  Takes some getting used to, though, two of them and one of me.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t let that worry you, Ossie.  Like Bob told you, there’s all sorts of groups around here, you just have to know how to handle it.  Take Felipe, he’s in a threesome.  You don’t know him well yet, but his story is a real tearjerker. 

“You haven’t met Jamie yet either.  He’s an expert surfer, that’s why he’ll be working so much on the new lifeguard movie.  He was surfing down at Malibu one day and he spotted Felipe, who was hiding at the beach from the cops because he had just entered the country illegally.  He’d made the long, dangerous trek from Honduras and was scared of getting caught and deported.

“Jamie brought him back and Bob knew a top-notch immigration lawyer who fixed his visa and everything.  Felipe had fallen in love with Jamie, but Jamie already had a longtime lover, the gorgeous cop Mark – those two are one of the great love stories of the tribe.

“Long story short, Mark took a liking to Felipe and the three of them are like a small family, everyone making love with everyone else.  But Felipe’s a smart cookie.  Like I said, you have to know how to handle a threesome. 

“So when Mark recently suggested they all go to their beach shack in the Guadalupe Dunes before Jamie starts the movie, Felipe said he had to work a couple of days and he’d join them later. See, he wanted to give them a few days alone to make love, just the two of them.  He’s taking the train up to Guadalupe tomorrow and you can bet he’ll get a big sexy welcome.

“So you see, kiddo.  If you work it right, a threesome can be great for all concerned.  Anyway, enough of all that, I gotta tell you about today.  Bob has a big meeting at Warner Studios this morning with ... with his client, and he’ll be taking Ryan with him as his assistant. 

“But he doesn’t like to leave his home office unattended, so he asked if you could work from there today to answer the phone and so on.  I said I’m fine with that because our other office assistants, Vic and Noah, are coming back today from their mini-vacation.  You could take your laptop up there and do your own work in between answering the phones.  You up for that?”

“Of course, sir.  I’ll go up after breakfast if that’s OK – get the hang of things before they leave.”

<><>    A Corny Double Act    <><>

After finishing off a few things in the office Ossie grabbed his laptop and made his way to the Boss House and up to Bob’s office, where he found Bob and Ryan already working, Bob dictating notes that Ryan recorded in his computer.

Bob was saying, “We better get ready to leave soon ‘cos we have to pick up Grady first.  Mario called and said he’s ready, which for Grady just means putting on a baseballs cap and pulling it low over his eyes so he won’t be recognized.  

“Oh hi, Ossie.  Thanks for coming up here to man the office.  I don’t expect much activity, just a few phone queries.  Mostly you can just take a message for me, but if anything sounds urgent check with Brandon and he’ll call them back if necessary. I know you can handle it kiddo.  By the way, the twins told me they had a great night with you, and you’re getting together this evening too.  I’m all for it, dude.  OK, Ryan, you ready?”

While Bob made a few last-minute entries in his computer Ryan smiled at Ossie.  “Thanks for filling in, dude, I’m real excited, a bit nervous too.  This is the big time, major negotiations, a ton of money at stake.  Just hope I don’t fuck up.”

Ossie wished them luck and they left.  As he made himself comfortable at Ryan’s desk, Ossie’s analytical mind was racing. He was putting two and two together. 

First there was talk of Jamie, an expert surfer, away for a break before starting work on a ‘lifeguard movie’ as Brandon had said.  And just now, Bob had let slip the name of his client, Grady, who was so famous he didn’t want to get recognized.

Ossie himself had told Ryan that he had watched his favorite star’s Tarzan movies and had read that he was going to start filming a movie about lifeguards.  And that star was named Grady.  There could be only one explanation.  Bob’s client had to be the very same movie star. 

Now Ossie understood why Ryan had been so secretive and said he couldn’t talk about it, even to his pal Ossie, in case he blabbed it all over town.  Fat chance of that, Ossie grinned to himself – he didn’t know anyone in town.  He also understood why Ryan was nervous and there was so much money at stake. 

But his mounting excitement was curbed when the phone rang.  “Good morning, this is Ossie, how may I help you ...?”

Meanwhile, Bob’s Mercedes was pulling up at the Grady House and Grady got in.  He was casually dressed in shorts and a T-shirt and still looked stunning, even with the requisite baseball cap pulled low.  “Hey, Bob, hey Ryan.  I hope you’re ready for this, ‘cos I’m not.  I don’t know shit about money.”

“That’s why you pay me the big bucks, Grady.  Just leave it all to Ryan and me.”

When they drove up to the studio gate the guard stepped forward.  “Hi, Bob, Ryan, and you too Grady hiding in the back seat.”

“Dammit, Jack,” Grady laughed, “I never could fool you, could I?  What gave me away?”

“No one wears a baseball that low over his face, Grady, so you can’t see a thing.  Good job you’re not driving ... the execs would have a fit.  They’re all waiting for you in Grady’s bungalow, Bob.  Take ‘em to the cleaners, dude, they’re rolling in money.  Knock ‘em dead.”

Bob chuckled, “I can’t promise the ‘dead’ part, Jack, I’d get arrested.  But we’ll do our best with the ‘cleaners’ thing.”

In the bungalow the studio bosses were already sitting at the conference table and there were introductions all round, their joviality a screen to mask the serious bargaining to come.  Ryan was always eager to watch Bob’s technique.

“Gentlemen, you remember my associate Ryan, and you already know this scruffy person, I think.  Take your hat off, Grady, it’s not polite.  Grady grinned, took his hat off and waved it in the air.  “Hi, guys.  Good to see y’all again.”

“Gentlemen,” Bob continued.  “I propose that Ryan read a condensed version of the minutes of our last meeting, just the salient points. And we’re all free to interrupt with any changes or edits.”

“Does that include me?” Grady grinned.  “Can I add my two cents-worth?”

“No Grady you may not.  That’s why you pay me the big bucks – to speak for you.”

“Huh, the amount I pay you, you should speak for me and play Hunter for me – take surfing lessons and be the lifeguard.  And I’ll just go back home to sleep while you’re sweating it out at the beach.”

“Grady, be quiet.  We shouldn’t argue.  These guys like to divide and conquer, so you’re playing right into their hands.”

“It don’t feel like playing to me,” Grady grumbled.

By this time the executives were all laughing at the corny double act.  They all loved Grady, especially when he was joking around like this.”

“Ignore him, gentlemen,” Bob smiled, “he’s not important.”  More laughter, and Ryan smiled inwardly, seeing how Bob had well and truly softened them up.  “Right, let’s get down to business,” Bob said.  “Ryan, you’re on.”

<><>    Randy & Ossie – At Last    <><>

Alone in Bob’s office Ossie did his own work on his laptop, interrupted by several phone calls for Bob, where he explained that Bob was in a meeting, and he took messages.  But he could not rid his mind of his discovery that Bob’s ‘client’ was in fact the heartthrob action star whose films he had jerked off to so often.  He wondered if he would ever be allowed to meet him in person.

Bob and Ryan were gone for what seemed like a long time, and when at last they came in their smiles were evidence of their success.  “Yes, Ossie, we got most of what we wanted, and, er, my client has officially signed on for his next movie.”

Ossie was pleased to hear that Grady would be making another lifeguard movie, though he still didn’t tell Bob or Ryan of his discovery.  He knew he had to keep quiet about that.  “There were quite a few phone calls, sir, and the callback list is on your desk.  A couple of calls from City Hall sounded important so I forwarded them to Brandon.”

“Good work, Ossie.  They were about our government contracts that bring a ton of revenue.  You don’t wanna keep the city executives waiting.  Thanks, kiddo, you did great.  But I’m sure Brandon is needing you in the office so you better make tracks.

When Ossie went back to the business office Brandon introduced him to his new colleagues Vic and Noah who had just got back from Fresno and couldn’t stop talking about Cowboy Charlie.  They proudly told him that they were Charlie’s boys and they had been his guests at the rodeo.  They had slept with him too and explained that, although Charlie was not sexually attracted to men, he loved them as his boys and let them suck his cock and cuddle with him.

Once again Ryan realized the wisdom of Bob’s words earlier, saying that there were many different kinds of relationships, and the only common ingredient was love.   He got along well with the young guys and Brandon smiled, watching them all working together harmoniously. 

As the day wore on Ossie’s thoughts turned away from movie stars, cowboys and all the excitement of the last few days, and focused on just two things, each quite different from the other.  Bob had said he wanted Ossie to experience the two basic kinds of loving – the mild and the wild. 

On one hand, he was hugely looking forward to a cozy domestic evening with the twins, watching TV, and drinking more hot chocolate. Then hopefully sharing their bed.

That was the ‘mild’, but that would come after the ‘wild’ – his 5pm visit to the gym. It was strange how all his sexual experiences so far – blowjobs from the twins, butt-fucking from Bob and, his own double orgasm as he fucked the twins – all of that seemed to culminate in Randy.  

For a fleeting moment he wondered if he still wanted to feel Randy’s giant cock inside him, and instantly he knew that he no longer just wanted it, he craved it.  Was it because Randy was the tribe’s boss, was it because he was Bob’s lover?  No, it was Randy himself.  Ossie had fallen under the rugged gypsy’s sexual spell, caught in the magnetic pull of his masculinity and those hypnotic blue eyes.

So, when five o’clock came, he was trembling with excitement and nerves as he went down the stairs to the gym, where Randy was waiting for him.  “Hey, kid, right on time.”  He flashed that gleaming smile that always made Ossie’s heart beat faster.

Randy was wearing unlaced sneakers, old gym shorts and a ragged tank that hung loose over his muscular torso.  What really caught Ossie’s eye was the long bulge that went all the way down Randy’s shorts to where the head of his dick protruded at the bottom. “OK, dude, what do you want first – bench-press, chin-lifts, cables?”

Ossie’s legs went weak and he muttered something inaudible.  Randy frowned, pulled him into his arms and gave him a long, grinding kiss.  Ossie almost creamed his shorts.  Randy pulled away and said, “I don’t want you to be nervous, kid.  I thought we got rid of all that yesterday.  You said you didn’t want me to fuck you, so I didn’t.  I made you cum looking at me.  Hey, we’re friends.  Now look into my eyes and tell me what you really want.”

Lost in the hypnotic pale blue eyes, Ossie said in a trance, “I want you to fuck me sir, please ... I want to feel your cock inside me ... I want it real bad.”

“I thought so.  But listen.  I hear you slept with the twins last night.  Did they fuck you?”

“No, sir, I fucked them.”

“The hell you did,” Randy grinned.  “Damn, a hot young black topman.  I love fucking topmen.  Hell, I fuck Bob every day and he’s the hottest topman you’ll ever meet.  Has anyone else fucked you in the ass?”

“Only Bob, sir.  I loved it.”

“Of course you did, he’s Bob.  I’m OK with him getting to your ass before me. I just wish I’d seen it.  But other than Bob, I wanna be your first, kiddo.  OK, so let’s do it.  First, any kid who wants to give his ass to me has to be naked.”

“Yes, sir,” Ossie said eagerly. He took a step back and stripped naked.  His cock sprang out, hard as a rod, and Randy smiled, “Damn you are hot to trot, boy.  OK, here it is, kid.”  Randy ran his hand down the bulge in his shorts. “Show me how much you want it.”

Ossie sank to his knees and pulled down Randy’s shorts.  His massive cock sprang out and almost hit him on the face.  Rand grabbed the base of his cock and slapped it against his face, one cheek then the other.  Ossie opened his mouth wide and tried to catch the moving cock.  He was moaning in frustration until at last the head was inside his mouth and he lowered his face all the way down.

He choked but didn’t pull back.  This is what he had craved, to taste the master’s huge beer-can-thick rod, the cock that had blasted jizz all over him the last time he was here in the gym.  Now he wanted that cock to shoot jizz in his ass.

His frantic desire overcame any discomfort at being gagged by the thick shaft and Randy watched in awe as the handsome black face moved down and up his cock.  “Damn, you are a hungry motherfucker, dude,” Randy growled.  He grabbed Ossie’s hair in both hands and pushed his cock even deeper down his throat.  Now Ossie was really choking and thought he would suffocate, when Randy suddenly pulled out and left Ossie gasping and drooling. 

“You still want this thing in your ass, boy?”

“More than ever, sir.  Please ...”

“OK, on the ground, on your back.”   Ossie obeyed, but when he saw Randy reach down for the jar of lube, he said, “Please, sir, I want it with only spit, like you do with Bob.”

“Hot damn, kid, you’re my kind of boy.”  He towered over Ossie, now wearing only sneakers and the loose ragged tank hanging over his chest.  Instinctively, Ossie grabbed his own legs behind his knees and pulled them back, offering his ass to the muscular gypsy.

Randy knelt on the floor behind him, pushed his legs back further and pressed the head of his wet cock against his ass.  Ossie started breathing fast and his heart pounded until he heard Randy’s deep voice.  “Yeah, it’s a hefty weapon, kid, could do a lot of damage, but I don’t want it to hurt you – you gotta enjoy it.  So look into my eyes and don’t look away.”

Ossie stared into the smiling blue eyes and his breathing and heartbeats calmed down.  This is the moment he had been waiting for all day.  “Please, sir.  I want it so bad ...”

So it began.  He felt the head ease over his sphincter and then the erotic sensation of the master’s thick shaft sliding slowly inside him – deeper and deeper into his ass.  He stared at the chiseled, face, the square stubbled jaw, high gypsy cheekbones, the long shaggy black hair hanging forward as he smiled down at him.

Ossie could hardly believe that this stunning man, master of the tribe, was actually inside him and he moaned, “Fuck me, sir.”

Randy was the expert and proceeded to give the new boy the treatment that had thrilled so many others before him.  He pulled back slowly, then drove halfway in and stopped.  He was a master at teasing a boy, knowing that sexual frustration could be as sexy as the act itself.  “Don’t stop, sir, please, I want it in deep.  Fuck me, sir,”

Ossie was shocked when Randy took him at his word.  This was the wild Randy, the one that made men fall in love with him.  He pounded the boy’s ass, driving in deep but stopping short just before the pain began.  He teased with quick, short jabs, then drove in hard and deep.

He was driving the boy wild.  “Harder, sir ... I love you ... fuck me.”   Randy knew the boy craved it and went full caveman.  Ossie felt no pain, only exhilaration.  Sweat formed on the gypsy’s face, ran down the gleaming muscles of his arms and dripped on Ossie’s face.

In a frenzy the boy reached up and grabbed the tank hanging down loose from the broad shoulders.   He tugged on it, pulled Randy down on him harder and harder until the frayed fabric ripped and came away in his hands.  The remaining shreds hung down over the flexed pecs and ripped abs as the gypsy pounded the new boy’s ass.

Randy leaned forward, pinned Ossie’s wrists to the bed and grinned.  Now you’re my prisoner, boy, and I’m gonna make you cum, a climax like you never felt before.  And I wanna watch my new boy shoot while I fill his ass with jizz.  Here it comes, boy ...”

Ossie was launched into another world, consisting entirely of the wild savage gypsy fucking him, owning his ass.  He stared into the piercing blue eyes, felt sperm racing up his cock and pumping over his chest, neck and face. When he felt the master’s cock swell inside him and erupt, he screamed and came again.  He felt he would cum forever ... until everything went blank.

He became aware of Randy’s voice in his ear.  “Hey, wake up, kiddo.  You OK?

Randy was lying beside him and Ossie gave him a dazed smile.  “Oh yes, sir. I think I love you.”

“Of course you do, kiddo.  And I love you.  Which ain’t the same as being in love.  Only man I’m in love with is Bob.”

“This love thing is complicated, sir.”

Randy laughed.  “You said a mouthful there, kiddo.  I still ain’t got the hang of it.  But I can tell you, you are definitely one of us, kid, one of the best.  And a great fuck.  You gonna stay with us from now on?  Don’t have to go back to the hotel, do you?

“Only for a couple of days, sir, to formally quit and pick up my old truck ... if it makes it back here in one piece.  It’s kind of a wreck.”

“Ah, I’ll send my man Pablo down with you.  He’s a master mechanic, he’ll fix whatever’s wrong.  I’ll tell him to take his kid Tyler with him.  Do them both good, a night in a posh hotel. And then you’ll come home, to us and your twins.”

“My twins, sir?”

“Sure.  Bob’s guys need a bright kid like you.  You’ll make a great little family, with Bob and me.”

“Is that what you see in your crystal ball, sir?”

“Don’t need no crystal ball, kid, I got big balls of my own.  And I got intuition too, see ...” he tapped his temple ... “I learned it from Bob.  And you and those twins belong together.  Hey, we’ll skip the workout today ‘cos they’re prob’ly waiting for you right now.  Go to them kiddo. You’ll see I’m right.  I usually am.” 

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TO BE CONTINUED in “A Trial Of Strength” – Book 13: Chapter 28