Building Things

Chapter 24

Derrick unclenched his fists, standing in front of Calvin's desk. His resolve returned to him, his calmed self, knowing that this was the only way he was going to get through this without coming across the desk and killing Calvin, or at least beating him to a pulp. He took in a deep breath and slowly let it out, then narrowed his eyes at Calvin.

"It's extortion, you know that, right?" Derrick asked softly.

"Your opinion." Calvin said, coolly, getting to his feet. "You want me out? Then meet my price."

"Or what?"

"Or, I will continue as I have. You will continue to pay me dividends from the firm." Calvin smiled wide, almost an evil smile, knowing he had Derrick right where he wanted him.

"Let me talk to Tom." Derrick said softly, with almost a growl in his voice. Again, he was becoming enraged. He turned and walked to the door.

"Derrick,..." Calvin said, as Derrick grabbed the knob. "no hard feelings." The tone was unmistakable. Derrick squeezed the knob and pulled open the door. He shut it behind him.

Standing there in the hall, gathering himself, he was almost lost in thought and rage, but as he looked up, he saw several faces of the staff, peering from around corners or talking to one another, looking in Derrick's direction. Once he made eye contact, everyone scattered, seeing the look on his face. Derrick walked briskly down the hallway toward Tom's office. As Derrick reached the door, Tom was coming from another hallway.

"How did it go?" Tom asked. Derrick just glared at him.

"Get in here. We need to talk." Derrick growled. Tom's eyes went wide, as he followed Derrick into Tom's office.

"That good, huh?" Tom said as the door closed.


Ty pulled into the lumberyard with the truck and parked. He opened his door and got out. He watched as Alec got out and walked up to him, looking around. Ty smiled out of the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself that Alec had never been here before, this must be all new to him.

"You alright?" Ty asked. Alec smiled briefly and nodded, then followed Ty into the store portion of the yard. Ty walked up to the long counter where a couple of clerks were working at computer terminals, talking to each other without looking. The phone started ringing, and one of them picked it up. Ty turned his attention to the other clerk that was free. He looked up from his terminal with only his eyes, then smiled.

"Hey, Ty."

"Hey, Ron. How ya doin?" Ron stopped typing and focused all of his attention on Ty, not even looking at Alec.

"Doin okay. What's up with you?"

"Got a construction project going for a friend."

"Oh, must be getting your stuff from somewhere else. Haven't seen you in a while."

"Been busy. My friend supplied his own stuff. I didn't think to ask him where he got from. But, I had that shiplap pine ordered and dropped last week."

Then realization set in. Ron's eyes went wide. "Wait. The pine unit?" Ty nodded. "That's the project you're involved in?" Again, Ty nodded. "Holy...that's for that architect...Jacobson, right?"

"Derrick Jacobson, that's right."

"Uh, you need to go talk to Ken."

"Ken? Why? Something wrong?" Ty asked, growing concerned watching Ron's reaction.

"Just go talk to Ken."

Ty felt his stomach flip. He knew that Ken owned the yard and was a hard man to deal with, but was also fair. Ty turned and looked at Alec, nodding his head in the direction that they needed to go, the offices in the back of the store area. Alec followed Ty as they walked down the aisle toward the back, entering the back office. Ty saw a lady sitting there. She looked up as they walked in, and smiled at them.

"Hi, I need to see Ken."

"He's on the phone right now." She replied, looking over at the phone and the lit line, and then up and down at Ty. "He should be off in a minute. Want to have a seat?"

"No, I'm fine, thanks." Ty said, and then looked back at Alec, who smiled briefly, again. Ty lifted his eyebrows once at him.

"Oh, he's off." She said. "You can go on in."

"Thanks." Ty said and walked toward an open door, that he knew was Ken's office.

The big man behind the desk looked up as they walked in, and then smiled out of the corner of his mouth. He got to his feet and walked around the desk, holding out his hand. Ty narrowed his eyes at the big man, then reached out his own.

"Tyler Caldwell. Well, well, well..." shaking hands with Ty, the grip was incredibly firm. "how the hell are you, boy? How's your mother?" Ken said, letting Ty go, then slapping his shoulder.

"I'm fine, thanks." Ty turned and looked at Alec, then back at Ken. "Ken, this is Alec, Alec this is Ken." Ken stretched out his hand to Alec, Alec took it, but after the crushing grip, regretted it. Ken let him go. "Haven't talked to mom in quite a while. Been too busy, I guess."

"Hmmm,..." Ken said, with a scowl, "you're such an ass, boy. Should let her know you're alive, at least."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I'll tell her you said 'hi'."

Ken's eyes lit up. "You make sure you do that." Ken said, and then went back around his desk and sat down in his big chair. "Wonderful woman."

"Yeah." Ty said, flatly. "Ron said I needed to come see you. What's up?"

"Sit down, let's talk for a minute. I never get to see you."

Ty sat down, and then Alec joined him in the next chair, across from Ken's desk. Ken just looked at Alec, and then at Ty.

"Cut the shit, Ken. Anything you have to say, you can say in front of Alec."

"Oh, you two are, uh..."

"We're good friends. I have no secrets from Alec. So, you want to tell me what's going on?"

"Are you working for Derrick Jacobson?"

"Yes. It's an addition. Why?"

"Well, he came in here a week ago, and paid a tag that you called in, some pine?"

"Yeah, I ordered it for his place, and gave him the tag, and he said he would pay it while he was out running some errands. So?"

"So, my boy, that's not all he paid for."

"I don't understand. Is there some kind of problem with the payment?"

"No. He paid off your outstanding account as well. Overpaid it, as a matter of fact, giving you a buffer to cover materials or tools or anything for that matter." Ken folded his hands and put them on the desk. "How long have you known him?"

"Long enough." Ty looked at Alec, and then back at Ken. "And you took it? We had a deal over what I owed. I'm waiting for clients to pay off. You took his money?"

"I'm sorry, I thought you knew?"

Ty got to his feet, being angered by all of this. "Well, I do now! Thanks, Ken, good to see you." Ty stretched out his hand. Ken stood and took it. Alec got to his feet, following Ty as he walked out of the office. They walked briskly through the store, Ty waving to the guys at the counter, without looking at them, hitting the doors, Alec having to almost run to keep up.

"Ty, where are you going?" Alec asked as they reached the truck.

"Going to see Derrick."

"Wait a minute..."

"You coming?" Ty said as he opened the door to the truck. Alec silently got into the truck. Ty drove out of the parking lot and headed downtown.


Derrick was pacing in front of Tom's desk, as Tom sat there trying to figure out what to do. Derrick was so angry right now, at the situation, at himself for letting this happen. He saw the signs but ignored them, looking back. He bit his bottom lip while he paced.

"Hey, bud," Tom said, "you keep pacing, I'm going to have to recarpet the office. Why don't you sit down? We can call Sid..."

"We need to call the fucking FBI!" Derrick said as he glared at Tom.

"It may come to that." Tom said, coolly. "I'm going to call Sid right now." Tom said, as he picked up the phone.

"Well, one thing is certain, I'm not giving that son-of-a-bitch a single thing! I'll freeze his dividends...that's what I'll do."

"Derrick, sit down." Tom said as his dialing the number was interrupted. "You can't freeze his dividends, he can sue."

"Good!" Derrick blurted out. "Let it get tied up in the courts. It'll teach that fucker!"

"All it will do is hurt us. That's what he wants, don't you see? He wants to hurt us. What we have to do is figure out why." Tom turned in his chair. "Sid? Sid, this is Tom. Listen, bud, we have a problem here. Derrick and I need to see you. What? Well, yeah, it's kind of important. Wait a minute, that's why we have you on retainer. Look, Derrick's about to blow, and I'm trying to get this under control. No, it's about Calvin. We need to figure out where we stand...legally!" Tom said, looking up at Derrick. "We need to see you, right away. Alright, thanks." Tom hung up the phone.


"When he gets out of court. He'll call when he gets back."


"Relax, bud."

"Don't tell me to relax!" Derrick said, loudly. "I've worked too hard for this. I'm not going to lose this over some fuckers greed. I'll kill him first."

"Don't talk like that, Derrick." Tom said, standing up. "If something happens to him, you're the first one they'll come after. Don't you ever watch cop shows?" Derrick just looked at him, then pursed his lips.

"Well, if we get through this, and you ever try this, you know I'll fucking kill you." Derrick smirked.

"If I ever do this? Seriously?"

"You're right, I'm sorry."

"Hi, can I help you?" Kim asked, looking up at Ty and Alec.

"I need to see Derrick." Ty said, looking around, hoping to catch a glimpse of him.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, I don't have an appointment." Ty said, in a nasty tone. "Where's his office?"

"Let me see if I can find him for you. Won't you have a seat?"

"No, thanks. If you can just tell me..."

"IF you'll have a seat, sir." Kim's voice became very firm, as she picked up the phone, giving Ty a firm glare. "I have two gentlemen out here." She paused for a long moment, "Yes, that's right. Thank you." She hung up the phone, then looked up at Ty. "Someone will be with you in a moment." Ty slapped one hand to the outside of his leg, and then turned around looking away from Kim. Alec came up next to Ty, standing near him.

"She's just doing her job." Alec said in a hushed voice.

"Hi. Can I help you?" Came the voice from behind them. Ty and Alec turned around.

"Yes, I need to see Derrick." Ty said.

"Well, I'm sorry, he's in a meeting." The young man said. "Can I...?"

"And you are?" Ty asked.

"I'm Terry. Derrick's assistant."

"Hmm." Ty said, looking the young man up and down. "Yeah, okay. So, Terry, I'm sure you can interrupt his meeting, being his assistant and all. So, would you be a good fellow and go and tell him that I need to talk to him about the house?"

"Which house?" Terry asked, leaning forward a little, looking confused.

Ty leaned forward a little himself, "His!"

Terry leaned back. "Forgive me, as we are an architectural firm, it's nice to know which house you mean." Terry said politely, but with heavy sarcasm. "If you gentlemen will have a seat, I'll go and see if I can interrupt him. And, I'm sorry, your name is?"



"Yes, Ty." Ty held up his hands, questioningly, and then looked at Alec. "Am I not speaking English?"

"Ty," Alec said in a hushed voice, "come and sit down. He'll get him. It'll be alright."

Alec led Ty to the chairs, as Terry walked away, Kim watching them both like a hawk. She picked up the phone, answering a call. Ty couldn't help but overhear her side of the conversation. "I'm sorry, Mr. Van Owen, he's in a meeting and cannot be disturbed. Can I take a message, please? No, sir, I'm not certain how long it will last. Yes, sir, I'll tell them that you called. Good-bye."

"Excuse me." Ty said, getting to his feet. "Was that Clayton Van Owen?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not at liberty to say." Kim said.

"Which one was it? Clayton or Conner?" Ty asked, Alec stepping up next to him, both looking at her. "Look, it's a simple question."

"Which I shouldn't answer. Now, if you gentlemen would please just have a seat."

Ty turned to Alec. "Call Conner, find out if it was him." Alec pulled out his phone and began to push buttons.

"Alright." Kim said, looking around, then back at Ty. "It was Clayton." She said in a hushed tone.

"Thanks." Ty said, and smiled at her. He turned and looked at Alec. "Wonder what that asshole wants?"

"Maybe he's looking for Conner? You heard what Conner's mom said about him not being well."

"Yeah, Derrick told me. I think it's a bunch of bullshit myself. I've met him, he looks healthy as a horse. I wonder?"

"Wonder what?" Came the voice from behind them. Ty knew it and turned around, seeing Derrick standing there.

"Several things." Ty said.

"What's going on guys?" Derrick asked.

"Several things." Ty said, again, looking upset.

"What's wrong?"

"Ask her." Ty said, flatly.

Derrick turned and looked at Kim. "What's he talking about?"

"Clayton Van Owen called."

"What did he say?" Derrick asked quietly, his eyes narrowed, his fists clenched.

"Said to tell you that he called and would call again. Wanted me to interrupt your meeting."

"I see, thank you." Derrick turned back to Ty and Alec. "Hmmm, wonder what that's about?" Derrick asked mostly himself, and unclenched his fists.

"You don't know?" Ty asked.

"No more than you do." Derrick replied. "So, what's going on?"

"Creadmore Lumber."

"Oh." Derrick said, quietly. "I guess I forgot to tell you about that, didn't I?"

"Yeah, I guess you did." Ty said, putting his hands on his hips. "Anything else you want to tell me about my own business?"

"Can we talk about this at home?"

"Home?" Ty asked. "Home?! What home?"

"How about you come into my office?"

"I don't think so." Ty said, flatly. "I just wanted to say that I'm really pissed that you stuck your nose into something that you no business doing. My business affairs are my own, and not yours. Do I make myself clear?"

"Perfectly." Derrick replied, seeing Ty angry, he himself getting angry. "Do you want to talk about it more?"


"What are you going to do now?"

"I don't know yet." Ty answered, still looking pissed.

"Excuse me, Derrick?" Kim said. Derrick turned and looked at her. "It's Clayton Van Owen, again."

"Never rains, but it pours, right?" Ty said, stepping up to Derrick's ear.

"I'll take it in my office, Kim." Derrick turned and looked at Ty. "Are you coming?"

"Oh, I wouldn't miss this for the world." Ty answered, following Derrick, Alec trailed behind Ty. They walked into Derrick's office, Derrick had them sit down, as he went around his desk, and picked up the phone, then pushed the line open.

"This is Derrick." Derrick said, then listened for a moment. "Mr. Van Owen, I thought I told you that our business was concluded...Conner?" Derrick looked at Alec, "Conner's in New York, as far as I know...well, pardon me for saying this, but, ask your wife...she saw him, and spoke to him...oh, you didn't know that your wife paid a visit to my home? Hmmm, perhaps you two should communicate, which is something that I'm learning all about myself if there is nothing else, I'm rather busy," Derrick paused, listening for a moment, "...I'll be blunt. Your son wants nothing to do with you, he made that abundantly clear, your family practices and problems really have nothing to do with me, so if you don't I said the other day, I will not be ordered about...good day to you, sir." Derrick hung up the phone. He took a deep breath, looking at Ty and Alec.

"Wow. Impressive." Ty said. "Did you mean what you said?"

"Which part?"

"Learning about communicating?" Ty drug out the words.

Derrick smiled. "More than you know." Derrick looked at Alec. "Alec, I'm wondering if you would do me a favor?"

"Call Conner?"

"Yes, call Conner. Warn him, tell him his father is on the hunt, again." Derrick said softly. Alec got up and walked to the door. "Where are you going?"

"To call Conner. You two need to talk, privately, and I'm sure Conner...well, you know." Alec said, and then blushed. Derrick and Ty smiled at him, watching him walk out the door.

"He is so much in love." Derrick said, softly.

"Not that much." Ty said, getting to his feet.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, since we're on the subject of communicating, I was going to tell you tonight, but now seems to be a good time. Alec was hitting on me this morning." Ty said, as he stepped close to Derrick.

"Oh? And?" Derrick asked, as Ty put his hands on Derrick's hips.

"And...I was a good boy."

"I'll bet you were."

"No, I mean..."

"I know what you mean." Derrick said, cutting Ty off, giving him soft eyes, and smiling his killer smile. "Am I forgiven?"

"Not by a long shot." Ty said. "I'm not used to having someone try and take care of me."

"I see. I have only one thing to say about that."

"What's that?"

"Get used to it." Derrick answered and leaned forward, kissing Ty. Ty wrapped his arms around Derrick's waist and stepped into him, kissing him back deeply. They didn't hear the door open.

"Oh, jeez, sorry." Came the voice from the door. Ty and Derrick pulled apart. Derrick looked around Ty.

"Tom." Derrick said, standing up, stepping around Ty. "Tom Donahue, this is Ty Caldwell. Ty, this is Tom, my business partner."

Ty stretched out his hand, and Tom took it. "Pleasure." Ty said.

"So, you're the reason for the long vacation." Tom looked at Derrick for a brief moment, still holding Ty's hand, then looked back at Ty. "I approve, Derrick. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ty. The man who brings a smile to Derrick's face." Ty looked confused. Tom chuckled and let go of Ty's hand. "Before you showed up, Derrick was positively grim. Now, he is happy, and I can now see why." Tom turned and looked at Derrick. "Sid called, he's on his way back to the office from court."

"That was fast." Derrick said, he looked at Ty. "I'm sorry, but I have to go. It's really important."

"I understand." Ty said.

"I don't think you do. I wish I could tell you." Derrick said. Ty narrowed his eyes.

"Is it bad?" Ty asked.

"To put it mildly." Tom said.

"Come back at lunch. We'll take Alec to Lozano's. I'll introduce him."

"You sure?"

"It will be the highlight of the day." Derrick smiled.

"I doubt that." Ty said. "He's probably having it right now."

Tom looked lost in their conversation. Derrick smiled wide. "We'll all go." Derrick said, looking at Tom. "I'll bring you up to speed then."

"Alright." Tom replied, looking at Ty. "Better than being a mushroom, I guess." Ty chuckled.

Ty winked at Tom. "It gets better, trust me."

"Oh, shit." Tom said, they all laughed. Ty walked to the door, he opened it. Terry was standing there in the hall. Ty rolled his eyes, and then looked at Derrick.

"Terry, we'll be out of the office for a while." Derrick said. "I would like you to handle things while we're out."

"Sure, boss. Where you going?"

"Umm, really, I can't say. Just, if you will, do your best, alright?"

"Sure thing, boss."

"Terry, by the way, this is Ty. Ty, this is..."

"Terry, your assistant, yes, I know. One of the door Nazi's, yeah."

Terry stuck out his hand. Ty looked at it, and then took it.

"We got off on the wrong foot, earlier. I apologize." Terry said.

"No need, bud. It was my fault. You were only doing your job. No hard feelings, I hope."

Terry, looking Ty up and down, seeing all of the muscle in the package. "No, I was just scared to death that I was going to have to try and kick your ass."

Ty chuckled. "That'll be the day." Terry sighed in relief.

"Anytime Ty comes here, just make sure he's shown in, alright?" Derrick asked.

"Sure thing, boss." Terry looked back at Ty. "Good to meet you."

"Same here."

Ty walked around the corner of the building, seeing Alec was still on the phone. Ty smiled as he walked up, seeing the bulge in Alec's jeans, Ty knew Conner was teasing Alec or just having phone sex with him. Ty unlocked the doors for Alec and went around the truck and climbed in. Alec got is as well, still on the phone, barely saying anything. Ty held out his hand toward Alec. Alec looked confused. Ty just wiggled his fingers, Alec handed him the phone.

"Hey, bud, what's up? I mean, besides you?" Ty asked, laughing. "When are you coming back?...why? Because your boyfriend is standing next to my truck with a fat hardon, that's why...what? Really?, I'll tell Derrick. He'll want to throw some kind of party or, for Alec's sake, I hope it's an orgy." Ty looked over at Alec, grinning. Alec was blushing. "Nope, haven't touched him...what? No, I can't wait till you get back, then look out...yeah, bud, miss you too, alright, here's Alec." Ty handed the phone back to Alec, then started the truck. He backed out and pulled out of the parking lot. Alec giggled a couple of times into the phone.

"Alright, honey. I'll see you day after tomorrow. Okay...text me tonight. Bye." Alec hung up and put the phone back in his pocket. "A fat hardon, huh?"

"Oh, yeah." Ty said, pulling up to the light. He looked over at Alec and smiled. "You've got it bad."

"You're worse." Alec replied.

"I know." Ty grinned.

"You want to see that fat hardon?"

"Well, that all depends. We talked about that this morning, remember?"

"I know...but talking to Conner just gets me worked up."

"You mean horned up?


"Wait till we get back to the house." Ty said, as the light changed and he got moving again.

"For what?"

"Sheetrocking, remember?"


"Trust me." Ty said, watching the road. "We'll go pick up the sheetrock, and then come back here to meet Derrick and his partner for lunch, and then go back to the house."


"It'll be fun. You'll see."


"Derrick, I don't see legally how you can do anything, except offer to buy him out." Sid said, sitting behind his desk.

"You can't be serious, Sid? I'm not going to pay that fucker a million dollars or give him control."

"That's not what I'm saying. What I am saying is buy him out with what is fair. Offer him what his net worth is in the firm, make it legit, legal. Your accountant should be able to figure that out. I can draw up the paperwork to have him sign, removing him and his name from the corporation. It will be legal." Derrick sighed, hearing Sid's words. He was not happy about any of this. "Look, I understand your frustration, but you can't prove extortion or intent to extort. It would be your word against his, not provable in court."

"How soon could you have something drawn up?" Tom asked.

"This time tomorrow."

"That soon?" Tom asked. Sid just nodded his reply.

"It's not good enough." Derrick said, looking down at the floor.

"I think it's good enough." Tom said.

"That's not what I mean."

"I know what you mean, Derrick. Remember, you can't be vengeful. No good will come of it." Sid said.

"I'm not talking vengeance, I'm talking justice."

"Alright, then here's what you do." Sid began, resting his elbows on the arms of his chair, touching his fingertips together. "Get your facts straight with the accountant, you two figure out how to buy him out, I'll supply the legal paperwork. We'll call a meeting to give him the offer, but we'll record it. If he declines the offer, we will resubmit it, if he refuses the offer again, but resorts to threat or intimidation, then that's proof of extortion, then..."

"We have him arrested. That's justice." Derrick said, cutting Sid off.


"Jesus, you know how to play hardball, don't you, Sid?"

"You forget, Tom, I come from the corporate world. All they know is hardball. And I learned it well." Sid shifted his gaze over to Derrick. "If you want him bad enough, Derrick, you know what to do."

Derrick stood, then reached out his hand. "I have a very good idea, Sid. Thank you, and thank you for your time."

"My pleasure, gentlemen." Sid said, shaking Tom's hand. "Now, remember, what we have discussed here remains here. If Calvin asks to discuss his options, as a member of the corporation, he has that right, but, I will not divulge what has transpired between us, it would need one of you present to have me do that."

"We understand, and we appreciate that, Sid." Derrick said, shaking Sid's hand again.

"What I don't understand is, how do we come up with a good figure?" Tom asked, as he and Derrick walked out of the building.

"That's easy." Derrick said, as he reached his car, unlocking the door. "We offer what he originally put in when we incorporated. Problem solved." Derrick said as he got in the car. Tom sat down in the passenger seat, as Derrick started the car.

"And what if he refuses it?"

"I'm banking on it that he will."

"Really? And then what?"

"Then we'll be generous, and add twenty percent to it." Derrick said, Tom just looked at Derrick with a blank look. "He'll refuse that as well. Then he'll play his trump card."

"You want him to push the extortion, don't you?"

Derrick looked at Tom and wiggled his eyebrows. "Oh, yeah."

"That's vengeful, like Sid said."

"Not at all." Derrick said, as he shifted gears. "It opens the door for justice."

"You should have been a lawyer."

"That's what my father said. But I liked to draw."


Ty and Alec loaded up the sheetrock in the bed of the truck and climbed into the cab. Ty waved at the kid working in the yard, as he pulled away. Alec was just watching Ty, as he drove through the parking lot and then pulled out on the street.

"I was wondering something." Alec said. Ty looked over and smiled at him.


"Ken called you Tyler. You go by Ty. Don't you like Tyler?"

"No. Only two people in the world call me Tyler. Ken is one, because he's an old family friend, and the other is my mother."

"Where is your mother, here in town?"

"No. She's in Des Moines."

"Des Moines? What's there?"

"My aunt, her sister. She's in bad health. My mother moved there to help take care of her."

"So how does Ken fit into all of this?"

"After my dad died, I was about five. Ken started helping my mom out. He was sweet on her. Still is, it seems."


"So, all he's ever known me as, is Tyler."

"Okay. So what's going on at the house?"

"So, you have to go to work this afternoon, right?" Ty asked, Alec nodded. "You want to have some fun, right?" Alec nodded again. "So, we can't send you off to work in dirty clothes."

"Uh huh, and?"

"So, we are going to hang sheetrock in the nude."

"Your joking?"

"Do it all the time." Ty said with a grin. He looked down, seeing the bulge in Alec's jeans. "I see you like the idea." Ty wiggled his eyebrows.

"You want to hang sheetrock in the nude? You do know we probably won't get much hung, right?"

"Oh yeah we will. I guarantee it."

"I won't be able to keep my hands to myself."

"That's the point, you'll be too busy with your hands full of sheetrock. You'll get to get naked with another guy, and get something accomplished all at the same time."

"That's crazy." Alec said.

"So your saying that you don't want to do it, then?"

"Well, I want to do something else, with you. That's all."

"Tell you what." Ty said, making Alec all ears. "You can pull it out and beat it off right here."


"I'm driving back to the house. It's what you want, right?"

"Well, kind of. I wanted to...well, you know...with you."

"It's either solo, or nothing at all." Ty said, wiggling his eyebrows. "Besides, I'd like to watch you do it."

"Really?" Alec said, he thought a long moment looking out the windshield, then looked back at Ty. "Alright. What the hell?" Alec undid his seatbelt, and then pulled his shirt off, tossing it in the back, and kicked off his shoes. He undid his pants and then lifted up in the seat and worked them off. He tossed them in the back with the shirt. He was looking at Ty as he shifted in the seat, deciding to give him a show. His bikinis were stretched with the hardness trapped inside of them. Alec leaned against the door, pulling up his left leg, bending it to rest against the back of the seat, his right went down and his foot was rubbing up and down Ty's lower leg. Alec ran his left hand over his bikinis, rubbing himself, using his fingertips to tickle and probe his bulges. He encircled his balls one at a time, pulling at them gently, watching Ty as he did it, who looked over now and then as he drove. Then Alec started to slide his fingers over his hard length, that had shifted and was now climbing out of the bikinis. Alec moved his right hand up and hooked the top of the bikinis, pulling them down, tucking them under his now pushed up balls. His left hand took up his hard length and he made it stand up into the air as he encircled it with his fingers. He slowly started to slide them up and down the length, watching Ty as he did it.

"Oh, that feels so good." Alec said in a low voice. He let himself go and brought his hand to his mouth, wetting it, then grabbed himself up again. His hand slid up and down, slowly. "It's like your wet mouth was on me, yeah." Alec was speaking in a low voice. "Yeah, your tongue sliding up and down on me, oh, then your lips, tightening on me, yeah." Alec was moving his hand a little faster now. "So good, so fucking good. Oh yeah, suck me, keep sucking me." Ty was watching Alec and then the road, then Alec. Ty made the turn and was almost at the house. Alec was still slowly stroking himself. "Oh fuck, baby, oh fuck, that's so good." Alec moaned. He wetted his hand again and then brought it back, as Ty pulled into the driveway. Alec was unaware they were at the house already, as he was still stroking himself. Ty stopped the truck, and put it in park. He turned in the seat and grabbed Alec's bikinis, helping him get them off.

"Yeah." Ty said. "Finger your ass for me. Come on, do it." Ty whispered. Alec grinned for a moment and then slowly brought fingers to his opening. He did only one first, then after a few motions in and out, he brought in a second finger, working, stretching his hole open, moaning as he continued to stroke himself. Ty sat back against the door and just watched the performance next to him.

"Fuck, I love your mouth on me." Alec moaned as he continued to stroke himself. He closed his eyes, and was breathing hard. "So good, so fucking good. Uh,...uh...uh..."

Alec moaned a little louder.

"Cum, bud, cum for me." Ty whispered.

"Oh, God." Alec moaned. "Suck me, yes." Alec stroked himself longer now, his knuckles almost white from the grip on himself. "Let me cum in your mouth...oh...swallow me...uh,...uh,...uhhhh." Alec shot, sending it up high, it coming back down hitting him in the lower stomach, another shot almost as high, another, and another. Ty watched each shot go airborne and fall back on Alec. He hungrily wanted to lick it up but knew better, he stopped himself. Alec opened his eyes, still stroking himself, watching Ty.

"Wow. That was awesome." Ty said, letting out a deep breath. "You really get into it."

"I was fantasizing it was you sucking me off." Alec smiled. "Thanks. I needed that."

"What you need is your boyfriend to get back here. Alright, come on, let's go." Ty said as he opened the door.

Alec sat up, still nursing his hard cock. He looked around, then at Ty. "I didn't realize we were already here."

"I know. Now, help me unload the sheets."

"Let me get dressed."

"No, come on, do it naked, there's no one around." Ty said. "Besides, you're covered in cum." Ty got out of the truck. Alec followed, opening his own door. He walked around to the tailgate. Ty looked Alec up and down and half smiled. "Here's another one you have up on Conner." Alec looked confused. "He never worked with me naked. Very hot." Ty wiggled his eyebrows again. Ty dropped the tailgate and they slid out the sheets in pairs, carrying them into the garage, and stacking them. Ty watched Alec walk back to the truck each time they went to get more sheets, watching his tight little butt wiggle as he walked, licking his lips each time.

Finally they were done, Ty took Alec to the tailgate and had him lean against it. He got down on his knees in front of Alec, looking up he smiled briefly. "Don't tell Derrick I did this. I'll tell him myself." Ty set about licking up all the cum off and around Alec's stomach and cock. "Mmmm, you taste sweet." Ty said, as he got to his feet. He leaned in and kissed Alec softly. "Can't wait to swallow you when you're actually shooting."

"We've gone this far, why can't we go a little further?"

"Because I haven't really touched you. You did everything yourself, remember?"

"Yeah, I know." Alec sounded sad. He looked down at his cock as it began to stir, rising up. He reached out to put his hands on Ty. Ty caught him by the wrists.

"Now, come on. We have to play by the rules, you know." Ty winked. "Okay, you'd better get dressed. We have to meet Derrick for lunch, then get back here to hang the sheets before you go to work."

"Alright." Alec said, sounding a little depressed now.



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