Glory Hole Sagas - Chapter 18

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THE GLORY HOLE SAGAS Chapter Eighteen

Is My Date Tonight My Brother? Who Gives A Fuck? He's The Handsomest Man I Know! -----

CHAPTER 18

I was very busy all day long on Wednesday, starting with an accidental meeting with Gus Williams in the Phys. Ed. Building while looking for my new fencing coach. We'd worked each other up in anticipation for our dinner date that night. Gus was one of the top men on the list to take my ass cherry, which had come to mean that I was seriously considering him as my first gay lover. Although I'd had a long time crush on my English teacher Jeff Hamilton, the man who had suggested I save my ass for a special man, I was a bit intimidated by him in a number of ways.

The former sailor was extremely wealthy, seemed to prefer older men, and I'd watched him dominate a man in a very rough scene through the glory hole. On the other hand, Jeff was kind and generous, creating a bogus scholarship so that my buddy Nick could stop hustling to support himself at college, and his body was a thing of beauty. His thirteen inch cock scared me a bit, but I suspected that if I DID ask him to deflower me, he would be gentle, at least during my first time.

Although Gus was thirty nine, he looked like he was under thirty: very well built and hairy as hell. He was always so well dressed whenever I met him in the T-room that I though he was a businessman from town and had been surprised to learn that he is a Phys. Ed. Instructor here at Williams' College. His seven cut inches is very fat, and he seemed to really like me, and the way I'd fucked his tight ass. He wasn't intimidated by my search for a boyfriend and had told me that he'd been in a relationship with a man in the past.

The main thing he has going for him was his looks: although I planned to be a writer, he was so fucking handsome that I could not think of a strong enough word for his looks. I though that he looked like a movie star, although he is totally masculine. He smoked a pipe with the same tobacco that my late father had used, which helped me relax with him.

Which brings me to my one worry: that we might be related. In fact, he might be my half brother, since we both have the most common last name in this part of the county, Williams. This fact had not worried me until I got back to my room to dress for our date, to find my very kinky gay roommate Matt brutally pounding the ass of a man with a leather mask on his head and his arms cuffed to the headboard and tit clamps making his nipples red. I was surprised to discover that his victim was not his newly initiated "slave", Harvey, but another Williams, Ralph, a neighbor in our dorm who looked eerily like my twin. I'd thought that Ralph was "Mister Vanilla", so was surprised that he was engaged in kinky shit, apparently enjoying his bondage and torture.

Ralph had seemed upset when I told them I was spending the night with Gus. He finally revealed that he and his brother and roommate Pete, who I'd never met, were illegitimate, not a big deal with Williams in our county, since the founder of the dynasty, my many great-grandfather Jeremiah had produced quite a few and openly recognized them, as had his eldest legitimate son, Jeremiah Junior, and many of his descendants. Jeremiah had been my late father's name and was my middle name. Simply put: in Williams County, the word "bastard" wasn't an insult so much as a description of one's ancestors.

Why my date with Gus had caused Ralph to react was that he knew that Gus was another "bastard Williams", and his half-brother. Gus had already told me that he was a "recognized bastard". Their dad was dead, and also named Jeremiah!

Although I had trouble imagining my father cheating on my mother, I began to wonder because Ralph and I looked so much alike. I got upset, thinking that my father being unfaithful to my mother.

Ralph pointed out: "He's probably not the same man, Ike. If YOUR father was our father, too, big shit. You weren't part of our family growing up, so it's not like Gus would see you as a sibling. Hell, he barely sees me as a brother, although Pop introduced us years ago. So calm down and enjoy your date, stud."

Matt asked me, "So, what does this paragon of Williams' manhood look like?"

"You saw him this morning on our way to the T-room." I answered. He shrugged. "That handsome stud who I waited for?"

"Wow! You're spending a night with that gorgeous man? And he's YOUR brother, Ralph? Hey, remember that you promised to set us up if it doesn't work out, Ike."

Ralph laughed. "I think that Matt has made a goal to have sex with every man named Williams on campus." He gave a playful punch to my roommate when he smirked. "Which happens to be next to impossible. There are so many of us that the effort would kill you,"

"Yeah, but I'd die a happy man!" joked Matt, his hands on his heart. Then he picked up a whip and I retreated.

I walked down to my car, so eager to get the restaurant that I dropped my car keys twice. I gave a wry grin: I'd never been this nervous before a date with a woman, and there was no doubt that I'd be in bed with Gus soon enough, fucking his talented ass and drinking his cum. I had stopped thinking about meeting a woman to spend my life with, but really wanted a man with whom to share my forever. I realized that if I WAS bisexual, I was more gay than straight.

I drove to Lucy's Hideaway, which proved to be a small, warm and intimate café a half mile from the campus. I stood in the front, looking for my date, feeling crushed when I couldn't find him. At least half of the patrons were male couples obviously on a date, and a quarter of the tables were occupied by all male groups enjoying themselves. There were quite a few female couples and groups, and only a couple of heterosexual couples. Obviously, this place had a reputation among the gay population in town.

A pretty woman of about 50 walked up to me, "You must be Ike. I'm Gus's cousin Lucy Spavin, and you're as handsome as he said you'd be, although he failed to mention that you're a lot younger than the men he's been with in the past. You're an improvement over his last man, but then I never liked Jeff. Gus called; He's had an emergency, but should be here any minute. Would you like to have some wine while you wait?" She escorted me to a corner table set for two with flowers and candles.

I smiled at her as I shook her hand. "I'll wait for Gus to get here, thanks." I sat down, only having to wait for a few minutes until Gus arrived.

Lucy followed as he rushed up to me looking a bit disheveled. "Sorry, handsome. I had an emergency to deal with. Otherwise I`d have changed, and bought flowers for you."

"Are you OK?" I asked in concern.

He shrugged. "One of the penalties of being a single father is having to take care of your sons. Buddy fell at school, and I had to go to the Emergency Room, but it turned out to be a minor injury."

"Is he OK?' asked Lucy as I sat there in shock.

" He`s fine. The good thing about teenagers is I don't have to worry about baby sitters." He noticed the look on my face. "Damn, Ike. I meant to break this to you tonight, not have me announce being a father at the start of our first date. Talk about an awkward topic for starters."

"Before you two get into this, should I bring you a menu, or do you want me to bring you an assortment of... starters?" she grinned, winking broadly as we laughed.

I'd noticed that most of the tables had ordered the "Special Selection" of appetizers: "Lucy, please bring us a tray." I smiled.

"Good choice." Gus said. giving Lucy a kiss on the cheek, then kissing me on the lips before sitting. "Ike, maybe I should get rid of all the awkward stuff first..."

Nervously, I lit a cigarette, "Gus, we have some other stuff to talk about, too, which might be awkward. Do I remind you of anyone in your life?" He shook his head as he poured wine for us. "How about Ralph Williams? He lives in my dorm and is dating my roommate. I found out earlier this evening that Ralph..."

He nodded. "Ralph is my half-brother. Ike, I've seen him and Petey only two or three times since they came to college, so I missed the resemblance to you. Your new mustache actually does make you look more like Ralph, now that you mention it, but you`re better built and have more spunk. His mustache may be fuller, but I like the fu-Manchu look on you. Why is this upsetting you? I already told you that I was a Williams bastard, but it wasn't my place to tell you about my half-siblings on campus."

I took a deep breath. "Gus, my late father's name was Jeremiah, as was yours." I held his hand tightly. "Are we brothers, Gus?"

"Do you know if he had bastards, Ike? Because our father told all of his kids about each other when they hit puberty. I know that he had a kid younger than me with his wife, but I never met him. If the kid is still alive he must be in his twenties by now, so if you're him, you'd know. I lost contact with my father after I got married myself at seventeen, and only found out he was dead when his widow traced me down through her lawyer to tell me about it. I never asked about her son during our periodic phone conversations because if he had died, too, I didn't want to upset her even more than dealing with the obvious evidence of her late husband`s numerous infidelities."

"My dad was by best buddy, and we were pretty open about sex, so I guess he would have told me if he had other kids before he died when I was already in high school," I leaned over to kiss him slowly as Lucy placed a large tray on the table, giggling. "Good. I prefer you as a potential boyfriend to a sibling." Lucy gave us a startled look as she left. "So you got married at seventeen? Was it a shotgun wedding?" I teased.

He nodded. "Sort of. I was already pretty sure by the time I was 16 that I liked men instead of girls, I but was going through a bisexual phase, then a rubber broke and I won the lottery. I refused to let my kid grow up fatherless like I had, so I convinced her to marry me even if we weren't in love. I jokingly say that I held the shotgun at the wedding." We both laughed at the image. "After we had three sons, she met a man who she fell in love with and left me" He looked down. "She left us. HE wasn't too keen on raising another man's brats, so I got compete custody. I raised my sons with the help of my mother and step-dad. My eldest son, Andrew, is a senior here at Williams' College, who decided to live in the dorms. Buddy and Bart are twins, and seniors in high school. They live with me, but have no problem with the men in my life." He grinned. "Does it bother you to date a man old enough to be a grandfather, Ike?"

"There are men in here who look more like a grandfather than you do, Gus." I began to point to a chubby grey haired gentleman with a guy in a football team jacket, and gasped. "That's my freshman history teacher with that jock there!"

"And I'm with a young jock too. So what? I know Tom Carlson. He's actually a few years younger than me. If he worked out he`d look a lot younger. So it DOES bother you..."

"No! I was just surprised to see him with a guy. All three men that I'm seriously dating right now are about your age. I told you that all I was looking for was a single, openly gay man into having a boyfriend, so divorced with kids around my age should be fine. Most guys my age aren't interested in the relationship part, or are too inexperienced for my tastes. I just need some time to adjust to the idea of adult stepsons at my age." We had begun to nibble on the tasty treats, and he put one in my mouth. I sucked his fingers in return. "Really, you're the handsomest man I know, and I'm seriously considering you for that...um... job I mentioned in the hallway this morning."

"Hmmm..." He whispered, "I love the benefits of being your boyfriend. Breaking in that cute ass of yours." He seemed nervous.

"What's wrong, Gus?"

He smiled, then shrugged. "My own adjustment issues, I guess. I'm still getting used to the idea of such a young stud actually seeking me out as a possible boyfriend. All of my previous relationships were with guys who were older than me. However, later the day that I met you, I had a fantasy of us together as a couple after that first great time together, so I was a bit freaked by our little talk this morning about your quest. I guess I feel like we're moving sort of fast, since I already feel something special towards you." He blushed.

I giggled, then told him about my epiphany at my car. "Gus, I'm very fond of you, but I'm also very fond of Jeff and Dan and a few other men. Although I'm pretty sure now that I prefer men, I'm not abandoning the idea of fatherhood, and would prefer it to be within a marriage, hopefully with an understanding or even bisexual wife..."

"Whoa, buddy! I'm not suggesting an exclusive relationship, but I can see how my wording panicked you. Hey, I'm just a lifelong dumb jock; you're the wordsmith. So excuse my clumsy words." He blushed and shrugged.

"It sounded like you were a bit panicked, buster." I grinned, then nodded. "You WERE making me feel a bit rushed, combined with all the new information, but it`s nice to know that we both really like each other." I held his hand. "So like you said, we're moving a bit fast but that's not terrible. But why aren't you interested in an exclusive relationship?"

Just then Lucy brought us our entrees, grilled fresh river trout, her specialty. She smirked, "Because he's afraid of getting hurt again," and left, laughing at his scowl. When my date said nothing, I dropped the subject and enjoyed the meal.

Gus may have called himself "a lifelong dumb jock", but I found him intelligent, witty and charming. I had such a good time chatting with him that I forgot to be intimidated by his fantastic good looks and maturity. When that dawned on me, somewhere around a home-baked pie for dessert, I realized that I had also been nervous about spending the night with him. I was aware that he was strong enough to take my virginity if he became too aggressive, but I also feared being turned off if he was too passive. OK, I admit it: I was new enough to gay sex to be confused abut what I wanted from our night together, other than hot sex.

Over excellent coffee, Gus lit his pipe as I lit a cigarette. The football jock on a date with Professor Carlson passed us on his way back from the toilet. Stopping, he stared at me for a second, then grabbed my hand. "It IS you! Man, Daddy Tommy and I were impressed with you at the Rusty Nail that night. The way you renamed old Prickly Pete and turned him into your 'Cum Dump', making that arrogant bastard eating out of your hand, begging for more abuse was... hell, it was HOT! Listen, I'm sorry that I wasn't around to help him out when those assholes were working him over, but I gotta say, he's usually such a bully that he earned that beating, and I hear that your slave-boy gave back as good as he got, if not better." He let go of my hand, lowering his head. "Sir, Daddy Tommy order me to ask you something."

I looked over at Gus, thinking that the kid was addressing him. There was a twinkle in my date's eye as he smirked, "I think that he's talking to you, Ike. Or should I call you Sir, also?"

I rolled my eyes. "Cum-dump was another awkward discussion I was avoiding." I looked at the hot football player. "Who is Daddy Tommy?"

He pointed at Professor Carlson. "He's my Master and my Daddy. I've been living with him all year, although technically I rent the room over his garage. Fortunately, that room open right into our private playroom. I only use it to study, or when I have a guest who is unaware that we're lovers."

I nodded. "What did your boyfriend want you to ask me?"

He grinned at me. "If you would like to spend a weekend putting me through some discipline like you did your boi Cum-dump. We'd both like to get into that, but don't know how."

He looked startled as I began to laugh, so I pulled a chair over from the empty table next to us and pointed to it. "It just takes imagination, buddy. I've only been having sex with guys for a short time, but that Cum-dump had pissed me off on Campus by making a crack about trying to steal one of my girlfriends from me." The jock's eyes grew wide at that. "When I saw him at the Rusty Spike, I'd just had a fistfight with a buddy, and my blood was still boiling. So when he tried to fuck me, I forced him on his knees to get back at him. When he crumbled to me down there, it turned me on, but to be honest, I never thought that he'd keep up the game once we left the basement. I actually don't like the guy, but since I made a deal with him, I'm stuck with him." I turned to Gus. "This Cum-dump idiot is that semi-obligation for tonight I mentioned earlier."

The young jock was looking at his "daddy" speculatively. "Excuse me, Sir, but are you telling me that all you had to do was push to take the lead in some rough sex?"

"Well, a buddy who is into that stuff had explained some of the basics of it, but it was really my first time playing that sort of game. And that's all it is, buddy, a game." I grinned at him. "You want to take control of Professor Carlson, don't you?" He looked startled. "It seems I have a talent for sizing people up, at least other men. Women are still a total mystery to me. You were looking at him like a hungry dog at a big piece of beef."

He laughed as he ran a hand over his jaw. "I think Daddy Tom has a surprise in store for tonight. I HAVE always wanted to get him in the restraints. I mean, when we make love regularly, it's a pretty equal thing, although he does fuck me more often than I fuck him, but I think tonight Daddy is going to be reminded that I'm a good deal stronger than him. And horny to try some domination myself. Thanks, Sir." He shook my hand, and left, shaking a head to Professor Carlson.

"The little bastard!" Gus chuckled. "Tom is in for a surprise, and he's already setting him up."

"Do you think that Professor Carlson will like that action?"

Gus shrugged. "I had sex in a three-way with him and my ex a lot of years ago, but it was pretty tame stuff. My ex was a bit on the bossy side, but it sounds like you would teach Jeff a thing or two."

I realized that his ex had been called Jeff twice. "Jeff who? Not Jeff Hamilton, was it?"

"The hunky bodybuilding English instructor? No. I know him, but only casually. Is he gay?" I nodded. "How the fuck did I miss that?"

"Don't ask me! I discovered him in the t-room, which if you failed to notice is across from his office. Um..." I blushed. "Well, he's one of my... other... candidates."

He grinned at me. "Just how many competitors do I have right now for that... piece of cherry pie with the pit still in it?"

"Three major ones, and since I just started looking, others may show up. The third one is someone you may know; Dan Taylor from Security."

"Dan, `the I'm-the-man, boi, so take it' security man? The original Mr. Rough Trade? The domineering ass-pounder?" I nodded. "Wait. You've been dating him and you're still a virgin?"

"Well, I had one session with him in the t-room, and impressed him enough to.. well, let's just say it was an unusual experience for him, and he decided he'd like to try to become a bit more human."

"The same man who I hear beat the crap out of another security guard?" He gasped.

I nodded. "Who attacked him after Dan came out as gay to his department. So when he asked me out, I agreed."

Gus gave a low whistle as he stood up from the table. He said in a low voice. "I didn't know that. I'm impressed. That took a lot of balls. And Dan has big ones - he's trapped me in a stall a few times and ripped me a new asshole."

I stood, grinning. "Are you bragging or complaining?"

He whispered in my ear, "A bit of both. You know I like getting fucked, but I like getting taken care of, too, even if my stud has an off limits butt, like my date tonight. I don't mind waiting for it, Ike, since you have other talents and are so hot."

"Maybe I'll convert Dan to doing that, too." I chuckled as we headed to the door. During dinner he'd explained that his cousin wouldn't allow him to pay for dinner, but he'd left a large tip for the young man who had served us on the table. Lucy came over to wish us a goodnight, and gave me a kiss on the cheek when I complimented her cooking.

Gus's house was just a few blocks from the restaurant, and so he'd walked. As we got into my car to drive to his place, I told him the history, and my growing crew of volunteers to help finish it. "I know nothing about cars, but my older twin, Buddy, is a fanatic about them. So you may end up with a volunteer."

I stiffened at the reminder that I'd be meeting his kids within minutes. He put a hand on mine on the steering wheel. "Did I forget to mention that my mother and step-dad live next door, and the boys are staying with them tonight?"

"Yes, you did. But thanks for that. I'm not sure I was up to meeting the step-kids yet." I teased back.

He had me pull into a driveway in front of a garage. He turned to give me a deep kiss before we got out, and I was instantly on fire. I was touched that he held my hand as we walked to the door; and deflated to find a young man watching TV in just gym shorts in the living room.

"Andy, what are you doing here?" Gus asked. The young man stood up, and I gasped because he looked just like an old picture of my dad dressed in a bathing suit when he'd been in his 20's. He was clean shaven with short hair, with a well-built, hairy body. His shorts left nothing to the imagination; he was his father's son, with a very fat soft cock swinging inside them. He was almost as hot looking as his father.

"Dad, I didn't know that you were on a date. Sorry, I stopped by to see how Buddy was, but Gran didn't mention why the boys were spending the night over there. My roommate has a date tonight, so I was hanging out to give him time to get laid." He had an infectious grin. "But it looks like I'm messing up your chances of that, so I guess I'll hit a bar for a few hours. Maybe I'll get lucky and meet a horny girl with her own place."

I laughed as I held out my hand "I'm Ike Williams, and you don't have to instantly flee. Just get lost in the next... oh, twenty minutes or so." We grinned as we did the handshake battle, which we decided was a draw.

Andy's eyebrow went up. "Dad, I like your improved taste. Jeff would have had me out the door in my shorts when he was horny." He glanced at my crotch. "And Ike, you look very horny."

I realized that if I was going to end up in a relationship with Gus, I had to get along with his sons, and the one in front of me would probably be the one who'd be the hardest to please. "Andy, why don't you go get some beer for you and me and your dad?" I winked at him, and he winked back, knowing that I wanted a second to talk to Gus.

Gus laughed as the kitchen door hit Andy's perk ass. "That was about as subtle as a sledgehammer, Ike. What's up?"

"Do we have to send Andy out into the night? It's his house; I'm just your date. If things do work out with us, I'd hate for the guy to resent me."

Gus moved in and gave me a deep kiss, massaging my ass erotically as he held me tightly. "That's one of the reason's I like you, and one for the reasons I'm a bit nervous. You're so smart and courteous, and I could see myself falling in love with you. Lucy was right; I've had my hear broken, so I'm a bit over-protective of it. Maybe we should both relax and just let things happen. My bedroom is on this floor; the boys have rooms upstairs, and Andy has a TV in his room. We'll have plenty of privacy."

I called out, "It's safe to come back in, Andy!", although Gus and I kept our embrace.

He giggled as he approached us with three cans of beer. "Ike, are you planning on giving me a demonstration of man-love?"

I laughed. "No, tonight I plan to make love to your dad in private. But if you want, you can stay for the night. Your dad and I still have a few things to talk about before we hit the sheets." Gus and I sat on the sofa, while his son took a chair.

I couldn't help staring at Andy, and he noticed. "Is there something on my face, Ike?"

I stammered, "No, um, it's just that you look so much like old pictures of my dad, who died when I was in high school."

"And I bet the fact that you look so much like my Uncle Ralph freaks you out, too."

Gus sprayed beer on us both. "How the fuck do you know Ralph, and that he's my half-brother?"

"He's in one of my classes, and we were assigned to work together on a project. I mentioned being your son, and after acting all weird about it, he finally told me he was your half-brother. I saw Ike and his brother Pete talking on campus, and so I figured that he knew Ralph."

"I know Ralph; he's dating my roommate. But I've never met Pete."

He shrugged. "You were having a pretty intense conversation, but maybe it was just a casual, chance meeting." He took a pull from his beer. "So how did you hook up with my dad, Ike?"

I grinned. At least the beginning of the story was innocent enough. "I was lighting a cigarette in front of the Administration Building, and Gus walked over to bum one, and we began to talk and flirt."

I saw an evil smirk form on Andy's lips. "Were you on your way to or from the t-room with the glory-holes?"

"I thought you were straight?"

"I am, but my freshman roommate introduced me to guilt-free blowjobs from partners you can't accidentally knock-up, so whenever I'm between girlfriends who put out, I go down and put out as trade. I told my father about it after the first time I went. So which was it, dad? Going in or out?"

I laughed. "Both, actually. I had just left, but after a few minutes of flirting with your dad, I was ready for a round with him." I lit a cigarette. "So, do you ever do anything back down there, Andy?"

He blushed. "Rarely Mostly just hand-jobs for a guy who's nice and really good."

I smirked. "And the other times?"

Andy looked at me. "What do you mean, the other times?"

"You said `mostly hand jobs', so what else do you do with guys? I may know some men who might like to play with you."

Andy slowly smiled. "Are they really masculine?" Gus looked startled.

"Depends on what you're looking for, but yeah, I'm not attracted to feminine men."

"Sometimes, when the mood hits me, and the man is very masculine and a bit rough around the edges, I let him think he's seduced me or even sort of forced me to suck him off. I do it infrequently, so I'm just good enough to be hot, and just bad enough to look like I have no experience. I really do prefer fucking chicks, but I'm afraid of getting burned again."

"Burned?"

"When I was a senior in high school, I was... OK, I was a porker with a face full of zits. I guess it was my way of rebelling against a jock father and a beautiful mother who showed up once a month to try to bribe us to love her. I was seventeen and a virgin. Suddenly, this really pretty girl who I barely knew asked ME out on a date. On out first date, she practically raped me, providing rubbers, since I was unprepared. I banged that babe for four hours, and most of the rubbers leaked or broke..."

"And two weeks later she told you she was late, or that the rabbit died?"

"You got it. I was thrilled, but dad was suspicious and asked some old college buddy who taught at my school about Susan, and discovered that she's been in trouble with her family for dating a real hood in his twenties who had ended up arrested and was currently serving time in jail. It was HIS brat, not mine, so she'd decided to pick some pathetic loser who rarely dated as the man to give her kid a name."

"Then what did you do?"

He smiled. "I grew a pair of balls after dad's friend called me in and showed me the reports about Susan. She came up to me all lovey-dovey in the cafeteria during lunch, gushing about how exciting it was to be having a child with me. The she asked, very loudly: When are we going to get married, Andy?'. I looked her in the eye and said: Why would I want to marry you? That delinquent Andy Zuccotti knocked you up just before he went to jail, so you gave your not-too-pure body to me for four solid hours like some harlot to trick me into thinking it's my brat. Get lost, sister. Find another sucker.' Then everyone began to applaud! It seems that Susan was not too popular, but I only knew she was a pretty chick out of my class."

"Um... not to be nosy, but how did you change so much, physically? "

"Well, after that, I began to appreciate my dad more, and we spent more time together with the twins after that. I became more active, and found a sport I liked, and lost weight. I ate better to diet, and my skin cleared up. Actually, five months after my scene in the cafeteria, I was dating three nice girls, and balling two of them regularly, but I was careful to pull out before I shot my wad. The one thing I like about sex with a guy is that I can relax with him and not worry about a broken rubber."

We laughed. Gus said, "By the way, Ike, you should ask Andy what team he's on."

I looked at my date, and then his son. Then the light bulb blinked on in my brain. "Let me guess: fencing?"

"How did you guess?" Andy wondered. Then he had his own moment of realization. "Wait. Are you the Williams who just joined the team?"

"Yes, but I didn't see you at practice today."

"I had an important interview to get into grad school, so coach excused me. " His eyes clouded over. "I heard that you had a big fistfight with some football player over fucking rights of a girl. Was that a show, or is my dad gonna get hurt?" he growled.

"I'd never hurt Gus, Andy, but it was a real fight, however with a member of the track team, a smaller guy who'd almost started the fight in our math class. I'm bisexual, but more gay than straight." I looked at Gus and smiled. "His girl decided to give me a try as a birthday gift. Can you keep a secret?"

"Sure."

"I fucked Tom after that fight, and then we spent the night together. He's bisexual, too." Andy's eyes grew wider. "Gus, about now I guess I should explain my strange little situation with that guy Cum-dump who the kid in the restaurant mentioned."

"Cum-dump?" gasped Andy. "This sounds interesting." His eyes grew round as I described the scene at the Rusty Nail that had resulted in my having an unwanted slave boy. "You're shitting me, right? Dad, is there such a place?"

Gus chuckled as he lit his pipe. "I've never been there, but I have heard of it. It's supposed to be a fairly rough and dangerous place." He turned to me. "What were you saying about having some sort of date with him tonight?"

I explained the scene on campus, and how I had felt pity for the guy and made a date while leaving him open to enjoy the t-room if I didn't show up.

Gus thought a minute. "Ike, perhaps we should keep that date later, together. You're right; you owe this boy some attention, even if it is some sort of humiliation which allows him to be happy. I admit that I don't understand what it is you guys see in that sort of sex..."

"Actually, I'm not really into it, HE is. I admit that the power games we were paying in the bar was a bit of a turn on, and it got exciting as he became more submissive, but I can't see myself enjoying that on a regular basis. Gus, I'd rather spend the night in your bed."

He smiled. "Oh, you will. We'll hit the t-room and use this boy together, then come back here."

Andy started to get dressed. "Where are you going, Andy?" I asked.

"All this talk of sex has gotten me horny as hell, and it's been three weeks since I've had any action. I'm headed to the t-room to get my rocks off a few times. Maybe I'll see you guys at one." He kissed his dad and gave me a hug before leaving the house, whistling.

I looked at Gus. "Is it just me, or has this turned into the oddest date in history? Im having a great time, but everything from your announcement of fatherhood to the jock at Lucys to Andy`s story has me feeling off center."

Gus drew me in his arms to give me a deep kiss. "Yes, it has been rather strange, but why don't we go to the bedroom and get back on course. My son was right; all this talk about sex has me horny as hell."

"Hmm, sound good to me." I murmured as he lead me to the door on the far side of the room.

His bedroom was pleasant. Like the living room, it was casual furnished to a man's taste. The house seemed like a frat house I'd visited at another college, which made sense, since two adult males and two adolescent males lived there without a female. It was a house I could imagine feeling comfortable living in.

I stopped Gus as he began to undress. "I want to unwrap my gift, Gus. I want to examine every inch of you, and make love to each piece I expose." I pushed him on the bed to sit, sinking to my knees to take off his shoes and socks. I'd never made love to a man's foot, but I'd had a girlfriend in high school whose favorite form of foreplay was licking her feet. So I began to kiss and lick his foot, and he went wild. I sucked his toes like miniature dicks. I pulled him to his feet as I stood, pulling his sweater off, then his t-shirt. I sucked a nipple, making him growl, then lightly chewed the other, making Gus howl. I moved my tongue over his powerful chest as I pushed his arms behind his head, then licked out his pits as I unbuckled his belt. I was really on fire to please the man.

I sank to my knees, pulling his slacks down as I went, licking my way down his hairy torso. His underwear had a big wet spot over his big erection. I sucked the pre-cum from the cloth, chewing the cockhead through the cloth. This made Gus lean on my shoulders as he whimpered. I eased him back on the bed to make him naked.

After pulling off all of Gus's clothing, I stood to admire his beautiful body. Although we'd had sex once before, this was the first time that I had the luxury and time to really look at him. The full sight took my breath away. His extremely fat cut seven inches stood up like an armed rocket, drooling precum down the shaft. I had not realized how big his balls were, and now they were in front of my nose. I licked the sweat off of the big orbs as both of us moaned. In no time at all, I was demonstrating my developing deep-throating skills on that fat cock, my nose in his pubic bush and my chin rubbing his wet nuts. Gus was thrashing on the bed, "Oh, baby, if you don't stop, you're gonna get a mouth full of spooge in about a minute."

I chuckled as I pulled off. "Well, now, much as I am looking forward to drinking quite a bit of your spooge tonight, I suspect you warned me because you're not ready to shoot yet." For some reason, I found his consistent use of that unusual word cute. I opened my mouth to continue, then choked over my words, blushing, since even a man my age might find what I was about to say insulting.

Gus chuckled, "Let me guess, sweetheart. You were going to ask me if my feeding you my spooge right now would end things before they started." He laughed as I stammered. "Hey, I would have asked the same question, buddy! And the answer is..." His big hand reached to my neck, pulling my mouth to his pulsing dick, "Hell, no! I'm a rare mature man who shoots his spooge a half dozen times a night, and I've been saving it up for you since yesterday. So enjoy a hot protein drink, man!"

I didn't need a second invitation! I attacked that man-bone like a starving puppy, pushing on his hips to encourage him to thrust into my throat. "Holy, shit, Ike. You're a brilliant cocksucker. I can't believe you haven't been doing it for years!" He began to grunt every time the fat cockhead popped through my throat-ring. I massaged his balls, and soon felt them jumping in their hairy sack. Gus hollered "Drink! My! Fucking! Spooge!"; since he almost drowned me with the flow, I had to believe that he'd been saving his load for me. I remembered that the one time we'd been together in the toilet stall, Gus had shot two big loads in a row.

Since then, I'd developed some new sexual skills and tastes. I lifted his muscular legs to his chest and dived down to lick his furry ass-crack. I chuckled into the muscular crack as Gus began a string of curses and endearments triggered by his surprise. We spread his legs wider, allowing deeper access for my probing tongue. Soon Gus was begging for me to fuck him and fill him with my "spooge".

I licked his thighs, then worked my way up his abs and chest with my tongue until my cockhead was teasing his ass-lisp. With a grunt, my partner snapped his strong hips, as his hole swallowed half of my dick eagerly. We both sighed in contentment. He whispered, "Screw me good, baby!"

So I did!

I pulled out so that just my cockhead was in the tight ring, than rammed in balls deep as he shouted. Remembering that he was fond of a strong fucking, I started a hard pounding as my teeth clamped on his left nipple. Gus went wild, his ass spasming in joy as I screwed him with abandon. I fucked him hard and fast, then switched to a slow, gentle motion when I was too close to orgasm, causing him to curse at me.

When my balls calmed down, I returning to the sort of rough fuck we both enjoyed. Within fifteen minutes, I could feel his ass begin to tighten and loosen convulsively as his bull-balls jumped about. He spewed forth another load on our chests, triggering my orgasm, which I rammed in deep to his guts, staying in him until I grew soft and slid out.

We kissed for a long time as Gus covered us, drifting off to sleep in each other's arms while our lips still touched.

I woke up with lips eagerly kissing me. I grinned as I wrapped a hand around Gus's thick erection, but was surprised when he gently pushed it away. "It's past midnight, handsome, so I woke you up to keep your date with that Cum-dump fellow."

I stretched, looking at him, puzzled. "Why the hell do you care if I keep a date for rough sex with a man I don't like and you don't know?"

"Because I feel sorry for the poor fellow. If he has feelings for you, even with those strange desires I don't really understand, then I can understand why he won't drop this weird relationship he has with you. In fact, it's the only thing that explains what you`ve told me of him."

I sighed dramatically, grinning. "I hate it when you're right, buddy. Perhaps if I actually talk to the fucking idiot, I can understand what he needs to negotiate an end to this ridiculous situation."

We got dressed, then shared a snack and reviving coffee before heading to my car to drive back to campus. As I drove, Gus asked, "Where are you meeting him?"

"I told him to wait for me in the doorway to Jeff's office, across the hall from the T-room, so he wouldn't have to fend off unwanted advances. I told him that if I didn't show up, he was free to play as he wishes, any sort of mansex."

"Perhaps it's not a good idea for us both to pop up together, since he's expecting just you, Ike. I'll wait at the last turn, then you can lead him further down the hall, around the next cross-corridor and when I hear you footsteps turn there, I'll wait at Hamilton's doorway for the two of you to return. You can warn him that you have someone with you before returning."

"Sounds like a plan."

I found Cum-dump slumped in the doorway, sitting on the floor. From where I'd turned the corner, he appeared to be asleep, but he stood up instantly at my footsteps. "Hello, Master Ike. Too many men made passes at me standing her, so I was faking being passed out. I'd had a few drinks, so I guess I smelled drunk."

I smiled at him. He really was handsome and masculine when I stopped being angry at him. "Good boy. Very smart move. Follow me." I walked around the far corner with him eagerly following, holding out a chain dog's leash which I ignored. Lighting a cigarette, I offered him one, which he accepted with some surprise. "Cum-dump, I have a confession to make. I really don't understand what it is you want from me, or why you've selected me as the object of your perversions. So I though we'd have this chat first to straighten us out. I should start by telling you that I almost didn't come tonight because I'm on a date with a man who I like. But he convinced me that I owed you a chance to explain these things to me, and perhaps work out a way in which I could give you some of what you needed. So we're here."

"We?"

"My date will be waiting where you were sitting when we go back. He's never tried out rough-sex, but is willing to give it a go to see it he might like it." He nodded. "Now, let's start with my first question: why me?"

He took a long pull on the cigarette, "I discovered in my senior year in high school that I liked my sex on the rough side, and got off when I was suddenly dominated. I discovered that with a girlfriend I was fucking who tied me up one night, then did things to me. That summer, before I came here, she introduced me to a college guy, a stud who was on the football team\ here also and would be a junior my freshman year. We had a three-way, a fairly conservative two guys doing one girl sort of thing. The next time we got together, however, he turned all dominant, and raped my ass. Well, not really raped, since she'd been using a dildo on me since our first rough-sex session and had demonstrated it to him before he decided to show me the real thing. He made me beg for it, so it was definitely not rape. Just a very firm seduction to something I never knew I wanted."

"When I got to school in the fall, he informed me that I was his boy. He used me regularly, and shared me with a few seniors on the team, while they let me be a top with them when they dominated younger guys. At the some time, I kept screwing chicks, since I didn't consider myself gay; I didn`t admit to being bisexual until the next fall when my gay.." He took another nervous drag on the cigarette, "Um.. roommate came out to me. Then I confessed to swinging both ways but he doesn't know about the rough-stuff." I nodded my understanding.

"But why are you focused on me? To be honest, I'd never tried rough stuff until we met, so I really was just inventing it as I went along. I'd only got dominant with you for two reasons."

"I know that one of them was my crack about your girlfriend, sir. May I ask the other reason, Master?"

I laughed. "You tried to fuck me." He nodded. "You don't understand, Cum-dump. I just started having sex with guys recently. I'm a virgin when it comes to that. So you just pissed me off more when you tried to mount me like a whore."

"I'm sorry, Master. But to answer your question: I'd found you attractive since you moved into the dorm building this fall, but I thought you were totally straight. Watching you fuck that girl at the drive-in just about drove me crazy. I'm sorry about my crude crack, but I was... well, I was trying to find a way to get to know you better. To maybe we'd become buddies, get drunk together and then I'd do you as trade. Then I found you in The Rusty Spike, of all place! I felt like we were meant to be... well, what we are."

"What are we? Until tonight, I didn't even want to be around you, and I still don't know what it is you want from me, or if I'm willing to give it to you."

Falling to his knees, he grabbed my leg. "Please, Master Ike. Use me any way you that want. Just don't dump me!"

I sighed. Deciding I needed more information, I pointed at the chain in is hand. "What the fuck is that, boy?" I barked.

He grinned his thanks at my sharp tone and willingness to learn his needs. "Master, this is a slave collar and leash that my first Master used on me until he graduated last spring. I was hoping that you would put it on me and make me your property."

Okay, I was aware of that from watching Matt turn Harvey into his slave. "You haven't earned that yet, scumbag. Why do you want a man who is inexperienced and not sure that he wants to be involved in an ongoing rough-sex relationship when there are loads of dominant men out there willing to own your sorry ass?"

He hung his head, "Master, I've never sought a dominant man before, although I have tried to find a mistress a few times during trips to New York. None of these ever lasted longer than a weekend. Just before I finally talked to you, I'd realized that although I DO enjoy balling chicks, when it comes to being dominated, I need a masculine guy."

I looked at the man in confusion. In some ways, he was a typical college jock. Had they been allowed at our school, he'd have been the perfect beer guzzling, chick-scoring frat-boy. He was a crude "pussy hunter". But there he was on his knees begging to be my fuck-slave.

"What would you like to happen tonight, Cum-dump?"

"Master, I beg you to collar me, take me into that toilet, bend me over the urinal to spank my ass until it's red, then screw me until I bleed. Then force me to service anyone you want."

"First of all, I am not collaring you. I know that would make you my real slave. I want to remind you what happened to you the last time you were treated as a slave in that toilet. You still have a bit of a shiner from the fight with your teammates." He nodded glumly. "So here's what's going to happen: I'm putting the leash on your neck to lead you to meet my date, your other master tonight. Then we will take you into one of the shitters with only one hole, so we can block the view while we take turns spanking your butt, then screwing you. When we've both nutted up your useless ass, we'll go back to our date, and you'll be free to fuck ass or get fucked. Then one night next week, I'll take you back to The Rusty Spike with some other men, and we'll find you a man or men who actually want to own you, as long as I can use you whenever I want you."

He looked like he was about to argue. "It's not open to discussion, boy. I do NOT want a slave, and you want a master. We'll end up driving each other nuts. This way we can stay fuck-buddies and I'll know that you're taken care of, sexually." I leaned over, looping the chain around his neck. "Stand up! Put your hands behind your back; eyes down!" He obeyed and I led him around the corner.

I grinned to see Gus leaning against the doorway, smoking his pipe and looking away from us. As he turned at the sound of our steps, Cum-dump stopped so quickly that I almost strangled him with the leash. "What the fuck are YOU doing here?", he gasped at my date.

Gus chuckled. "My son was right, Ike. You do know him."

"I know whom?" I asked, confused.

"Ralph's brother, Petey. Where`s this Cum-dump fellow, Ike?"

"This IS Cum-dump, not... Wait! He's your half-brother Pete?"

"Master, this pile of shit is the big brother who has ignored me and my kid brother since we arrived here at college, even though he controls our trust funds."

Gus turned red, "Bullshit, punk. I told both of you guys when you first got here to call me if you really needed something. I don't control Pop's money. I'm the unpaid executor of the funds. So when you asked for extra money, I had to say no."

Two men were staring at us from the short hallway leading to the Men's Room. I grabbed Gus by his shirt and dragged both men back around the corner. "Shut up and sit!" I barked at Pete. To my surprise, Gus meekly obeyed with my so-called slave. As I ran a hand over his handsome cheek, I chuckled at him, "I didn't mean you, hot stuff."

"Wait! GUS is your boyfriend?" fumed Pete.

"No, this is our first date, brother." Gus answered quietly. "I'm glad now that I made Ike keep his promise to you tonight."

"Why?" a startled Pete asked.

My date gently took his chin, "Because you're already angry enough at me, even if it's because you choose to misunderstand the situation. If you'd had a real emergency, Petey, I'd have given you money from my own pocket, because we share a father. But since you have Ralph, you have less need of me as a brother than some of the others, and with three kids of my own, there is only so much attention I can give to the other kids."

"How many are there?" I asked.

"There are eight of us." answered Pete. "Ralph and I are the only full siblings."

Gus interrupted, "No, Pete. Remember that there are nine and the two youngest are also full siblings. The baby, Hiroki, just turned three, and his sister, Mika, is six." He turned to me, "Their mother is Japanese, and Hiroki was born after our Pop died."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot about him. I've never met them. Have you?"

Sitting on the floor opposite the siblings as they began to chat instead of argue, I lit a cigarette. With a smile, Pete leaned towards Gus, who put an arm around his shoulder. "Yes, I was with Sakura when Hiroki was born, and I visited them this past summer." He turned to me "Pop was in bed with Sakura when he died, out in California. I always felt sorry for her."

"My father died in a hotel room in California while on a business trip." I whispered, tears in my eyes. "He died alone, and the maid found him the next day. I've never told a friend that before."

Pete leaned over to grab my foot, a look of sympathy on his face. "That fucking sucks, Ike. At least our Pop had that broad with him." He turned to Gus, "He was banging her when he kicked the bucket, right?" The tear that ran down his cheek was at odds with his crudity.

Puzzled, I joked as I kicked his hand lightly, "How can you be so fucking insensitive, Cum-dump? You have to be the most vulgar, foul-mouthed asshole in the world."

Gus chortled. "Ike, I'm surprised that you don't understand. You're usually so astute. It's the kid's way of dealing with his sensitive feelings. He had to be the man of the house pretty young, because of his baby brother and Pop not being around too often after breaking up with his mother. She never married, did she, Petey?"

He shook his head, "No, she come close a few times, but Ralph and I were deal-breakers to those assholes." His voice was gruff with anger. "I had to learn to be tough and act hard when I was really young, because Ralph was born premature and very fragile until puberty hit him and he got a bit beefier. We got fucking bullied a lot for being bastards, and Ralph always has been a bit... well, light in the loafers is the expression in our town. It was only the one year in high-school without me to protect him that taught him to act more manly. Luckily, I'd taught him how to fight, so the first bully to go after him after I left for college ended up with a broken nose." His voice was filled with pride.

"You sound like you love your brother." I said.

"Of course I do. I'll kill your roommate Matt if he hurts him."

"I'm confused. Why do you treat him like shit? I've heard that from a few guys. And while I'm asking questions: Gus, why was Ralph so upset when he heard I had a date with you?"

"Damned if I know. " Gus said.

Pete smirked. "I can tell you why. Ralph and I were introduced to Gus and a few other siblings at the same time, since he hit puberty early and I was a bit late. We both developed crushes that day, and felt guilty about wanting to have sex with a sibling. Ralph's crush is on Gus, and he sneaks around campus trying to catch looks at him."

"Who do you have a crush on, punk?" Gus grunted. He looked troubled.

Pete blushed, "Willy."

I stared as Gus broke into laughter. "Which one is that? Is he on campus?"

Pete gulped. "SHE is named Willa Williams, and she's almost 30. She's an actress in new York City, and SO beautiful. Her mom is half black and half Indian - from India."

Gus grinned. "Are you busy this weekend, punk-boy?" he asked in evident affection.

"No. We don't have a game this week."

"Willa is opening on Broadway, and she sent me some tickets. Buddy doesn't really want to go. He's got a serious girlfriend he'll be able to screw silly if I'm not around, and since he's old enough to know to be careful, I won't be a hypocrite and stand in his way. Would you like to come with us? Share a hotel room with your nephews?"

Pete gulped. "Hell, yes. I may have finally admitted I'm a gay bottom tonight to Ike, but I'd walk over flames to see Willy." He smiled at Gus. "Thanks. I'm sorry that I was such a shit to you before."

"Speaking of that, why are you such a shit to your brother?" I asked, getting up from the floor.

"That will stop now. I was trying to get him to avoid me so that he wouldn't discover my.. tastes in sex. He's so conservative, even if he's gay. He'd never understand." I decided to let Ralph shock his big brother. "Now what? Our original plan is down the crapper. I am NOT getting it on with Gus." He stood up.

I looked at my date. "What was that plan?" he asked. He got up from the floor as I explained it to him. "How about this? I wanted to understand rough sex better, but I have no desire to slide my dick in your ass, punk-boy. So what if we start with the plan, I tan your ass and then watch Ike fuck a load out of your balls. I only ask that you guys take me along to that Rusty Nail when you go - I'd like to see it for myself."

"I like the idea - borderline incest, but no real sex." Pete grinned.

With a laugh, the three of us headed back to the T-room, my arms around both their waists.

The place was relatively quiet. A cop was getting a blowjob from a student while he smoked a cigar, leaning against the short wall that blocked a view into the room from the hall. The last, biggest stall was empty, and slurps of blow jobs came from the other two stalls. A man was roughly fucking a man in his thirties over the, pulling on his hair with one hand as he pounded his ass and slapped his butt with his other hand. The bottom was grunting like a pig, begging for more. Pete pulled us over to watch closer, and I was surprised to see that the top-man was my ex-john Nicky, who had changed to different clothes since I'd last seen him. He certainly had changed from a man who had never fucked another stud to an ass-ripping top. The fumes of booze came from both men: the bottom guy was sharing a flask with Nicky.

Nicky caught sight of Pete staring at his cock ramming into that hot looking ass as he spanked it. He grinned drunkenly at my new buddy, letting go of his boy's hair to reach for the flask. He took a swig, then handed it to Pete, reaching under Pete's shirt to twist a nipple as Pete took a swig. "Look at the hot jock!" Nicky cried out. Then he saw me, "Hi, Ike. Look at me. I've learned a few things about myself today." He handed the flask back to the boy as he kissed Pete.

"Are you okay, Nicky? You look a bit stoned."

"Feeling no pain, and a enjoying my new freedom, buddy-boy." he snorted. "I'm so glad my wife left me."

"She LEFT you?" I gasped. "You didn't tell me that before."

"I didn't quite accept it at the time. The funny thing is, I never got the chance to tell her I'm gay. She left me for another guy, the bitch. Took the kids to my mother's house in Selbyville."

I slapped his hand as he groped Pete, laughing. "One boy at a time, buddy. Right now, I have plans for Petey-boy`s ass."

I dragged an obviously smitten Pete and Gus into the stall, where Gus positioned himself to block off the glory-hole. "Strip!" I growled at Pete, who hurried to obey. As he did, I said to Gus, "I'm worried about Nicky. I'm afraid that he might try to drive in that condition."

"Master, may I escort him to his home after we're done?"

"You little fucker. You like him?"

"He's hot, and eagerly learning to dominate men. Hell, yes. You may have solved your problem." Naked, he bent over and grabbed the toilet talk top. "Now, big-brother, wallop my ass red for my master. Please?"

Gus chewed his lip, then lifted a hand. It landed on Pete's bubble-butt with force, drawing a small cry from the jock. Gus must have liked it, because he proceeded to spank that ass hard and fast, until it glowed bright pink.

"Enough, sirs." grunted Pete.

I had opened my fly and pulled out my cock during this scene, and was hard and dripping. I stuck a finger in the hot ass, to find it well-greased. "Were you a boy-scout, Cum-dump?"

"What?"

"You know their slogan: Be Prepared." We chuckled as I aimed at his hole. He cried out as I rammed into him.

"Thank you, Master!" He sighed as my balls slammed against his. Gus fished his fat cock out to jerk off as I fucked Pete, so I motioned him around to suck him as I reamed Pete's hole.

The action had us all very aroused. Pete's ass suddenly began to spasm as his orgasm approached. "Fuck, Pete, I'm gonna turn you into a cum-dump real fast. Shoot that fucking load, boy!"

As he whimpered and began to shoot, I wrapped my lips back around Gus's pulsing erection. He wheezed, "Drink my spooge, handsome." as he filled my mouth with his hot load, causing me to dump my load in Pete's hot ass.

We got dressed, and exited the stall to find Nicky leaning against the wall, his spent dick hanging out. He looked like he was going to cry. "Are you alright, buddy?" I asked. "Do you want my pal Pete here to drive you home?"

"Yes. I don't think I can stand spending the night alone. I tried to before, and just came back here to escape the empty house." He handed his keys to Pete. "You sure are hot looking."

Pete chuckled. "So are you, buddy."

The three of us wrangled Nicky to the parking lot, and he showed us his new Cadillac. I realized that he had to be wealthy to have afforded the money he spent on me in the Inn. After they drove off, I dove Gus home.

We went back to his bedroom when we got there, and before I knew it, he had me hard and back in his ass. This time, I fucked him good and hard for at least a half hour before I felt his ass tighten up as his balls prepared to empty. We shot at the same moment, his load going over my shoulder and onto my back as I filled his hot hole. Then we cuddled together to go back to sleep.

As I drifted off to slumber, I wondered when I'd meet his other kids.

But that is another story.

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Two of my NIFTY stories, "The Leather Jacket" and "The Truck Driver" have been published through Smashwords, available at: http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/IkeRose

Copyright 2011 by Ike Rose

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以下是《Glory Hole Sagas》第十八章的中文翻译：

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《光荣洞传奇》

第十八章

我今晚的约会对象是我哥？谁他妈在乎？他可是我认识的最英俊的男人！

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第十八章

星期三一整天我都很忙。早上在体育馆里，我本是去找新击剑教练的，却意外撞见了格斯·威廉姆斯。我们俩互相撩拨得欲火焚身，为当晚的晚餐约会攒足了期待。格斯是我那张“拿走我雏菊屁股”名单上排名最靠前的男人之一——这意味着我正在认真考虑让他成为我第一个基佬恋人。虽然我暗恋英语老师杰夫·汉密尔顿已经很久了——也就是那个建议我把屁股留给一个“特别的男人”的人——但他在好些方面让我有点畏缩。

那个当过水兵的家伙极其富有，似乎更偏爱年长的男人，而且我曾透过寻欢洞，亲眼看见他在一场非常粗暴的戏码里支配一个男人。可另一方面，杰夫又善良又慷慨，他凭空搞出一笔虚构的奖学金，好让我兄弟尼克不用再靠卖身来养活自己读大学，而且他的身体简直是一件至美的杰作。他那根十三英寸的鸡巴让我有点害怕，但我猜，如果我 真的 开口让他给我开苞，他一定会温柔，至少在我第一次的时候会。

虽然格斯已经三十九岁了，可他看起来还不到三十：身材极好，体毛浓密得要命。我在茶室里碰见他时，他总是穿得那么讲究，所以我一直以为他是个从镇里来的商人。当得知他是威廉姆斯学院的体育老师时，我很是意外。他割过包皮的鸡巴有七英寸长，非常肥，而他似乎真心喜欢我，也喜欢我操他那紧屁股的方式。他对我“寻找男朋友”这件事并不畏缩，还告诉过我，他以前也曾跟一个男人有过一段感情。

他身上最大的优势就是他的长相：虽然我立志当个作家，可他实在英俊得他妈的离谱，我根本想不出一个够分量的词来形容他。我觉得他简直像个电影明星，可他又十足是个纯爷们。他抽烟斗用的烟草，跟我过世的老爸用的是同一种——这让我跟他在一起时格外放松。

这也就引出了我那唯一的心事：我们可能有血缘关系。实际上，他可能是我同父异母的哥哥，毕竟我俩都姓这个县这一带最烂大街的姓——威廉姆斯。这件事我一直没太在意，直到我回房间换衣服准备赴约时，发现我那重口味基佬室友马特，正在猛操一个头戴皮面罩、双手被铐在床头板、乳头夹把奶头夹得通红的男人。我吃惊地发现，那个“受害者”并不是他新收的“奴隶”哈维，而是另一个姓威廉姆斯的——拉尔夫，我们宿舍楼里的邻居，长得跟我简直像双胞胎一样。我一直以为拉尔夫是“香草先生”，所以看到他也在玩重口味把戏，还显然挺享受被捆绑和折磨，着实吃了一惊。

当我告诉他们我要在格斯那儿过夜时，拉尔夫看起来有些不安。他最终坦白说，他和他哥——就是我还没见过的室友皮特——都是私生子。这在我们县的威廉姆斯家族里算不上什么大事，因为这个王朝的创始人，我那个曾曾曾祖父老耶利米，当年可生了不少私生子，并且公开承认了他们，他的婚生大儿子小耶利米，以及后来的许多子孙也都这么干过。耶利米是我过世老爸的名字，也是我的中间名。简单来说，在威廉姆斯县，“杂种”这词儿更像是在描述一个人的祖上，而不算什么侮辱。

我约会格斯之所以让拉尔夫有那种反应，是因为他知道格斯也是“威廉姆斯家的另一个私生子”，是他同父异母的哥哥。格斯已经亲口告诉我，他是一个“被公开承认的私生子”。他们的老爹已经死了，名字 也是 耶利米！

虽然我很难想象我爸会背着我妈偷腥，可因为拉尔夫跟我长得实在太像了，我还是开始琢磨起来。一想到我爸或许对我妈不忠，我心里就乱极了。

拉尔夫却指出：“他很可能不是同一个人，艾克。就算你爸也是我们俩的爸——那又怎样！你又不是跟我们一起长大的，所以格斯也不可能把你当成手足看。说真的，他就几乎没把我当兄弟看过，哪怕老爹好多年前就介绍我俩认识了。所以冷静下来，好好享受你的约会吧，猛男。”

马特问我：“那这位威廉姆斯家男人中的典范到底长什么样啊？”

“你今早跟我们一起去茶室的路上看见过他了。”我回答。他耸耸肩。“就是那个我等了一会儿的火辣猛男？”

“哇！你要跟那个帅得要命的男人过夜？而且他他妈是你哥，拉尔夫？嘿，艾克，别忘了你答应过，要是跟他成不了，就把他介绍给我。”

拉尔夫笑了起来。“我看马特怕是定了个目标，要把校园里每个姓威廉姆斯的男人都睡一遍。”他开玩笑地揍了我那咧嘴坏笑的室友一拳。“这基本上是不可能的。我们这儿姓这个的实在太多了，这努力会要了你老命的。”

“是啊，可我死得也开心！”马特开着玩笑，双手捧心。然后他拿起了一条鞭子，我就赶紧溜了。

我下楼走向我的车，迫不及待要赶到餐厅，激动得车钥匙掉了两次。我不由苦笑：我以前跟女人约会，可从没这么紧张过。而且我毫不怀疑，要不了多久我就会跟格斯滚上床，狠狠操他那天赋异禀的屁股，喝下他的精液。我已经不再考虑去找一个共度一生的女人了，而是真心渴望一个能与我共度余生的男人。我意识到，就算我是双性恋，那也是偏同性恋远多于偏异性恋。

我开车到了“露西的隐秘角落”，原来是一家离校园半英里的小巧、温暖又私密的餐厅。我站在前厅找我的约会对象，发现找不到他时，心里失望极了。店里至少有一半的食客都是显然在约会的男男情侣，四分之一的桌子被全男组合占据着，都在各自享受。还有不少女女情侣和女女群体，异性恋情侣只有寥寥几对。显然，这地方在镇上的同志圈里颇有口碑。

一位大约五十岁、相当好看的女士朝我走过来。“你一定是艾克了。我是格斯的表妹露西·斯帕文。你果然跟他说的那样帅，不过他没提你比他以前那些男人年轻这么多。比起他上一个，你可算一次升级了——不过我从来就不喜欢杰夫。格斯刚打过电话，他临时有急事，但应该随时会到。你要不要来点红酒边喝边等？”她把我领到角落里一张摆好鲜花和蜡烛的两人桌。

我握着她的手，朝她笑了笑。“我等格斯来了再说吧，谢谢。”我坐了下来，只等了几分钟，格斯就到了。

他急匆匆朝我走来，模样有点凌乱，露西跟在后面。“对不起，帅哥。我临时有急事得处理一下。不然我肯定会换身衣服，再给你买束花的。”

“你没事吧？”我关切地问。

他耸耸肩。“当单身爸爸的代价之一，就是得照顾儿子们。小巴迪在学校摔倒了，我只好跑了趟急诊室，不过还好只是小伤。”

“他没事吧？”露西问道，我坐在那儿愣住了。

“他没事。十来岁的孩子有个好处——我不用担心请什么保姆。”他注意到了我脸上的表情。“见鬼，艾克。我本来打算今晚慢慢跟你讲这事儿的，可没想让它变成咱俩头一次约会的开场白。这话题开头可真是够尴尬的。”

“在你们俩深入聊这事之前，要我先给你们拿份菜单，还是干脆来一盘……‘开胃拼盘’？”她咧嘴笑了，一边明目张胆地朝我们眨眼睛，我们俩都笑了起来。

我注意到大多数桌子都点了那个“特色精选”开胃菜。“露西，请给我们来一盘吧。”我笑着说。

“好选择。”格斯说。他亲了亲露西的脸颊，然后在坐下之前亲了我的嘴唇。“艾克，也许我该先把所有尴尬的事都一次倒出来……”

我紧张地点了根烟。“格斯，我们也有些别的事得聊，可能也挺尴尬的。你觉不觉得我长得像你认识的某个人？”他摇了摇头，一边给我们倒红酒。“那拉尔夫·威廉姆斯呢？他住在我那栋宿舍楼，正跟我室友在约会。今天傍晚我才发现，拉尔夫他……”

他点了点头。“拉尔夫是我同父异母的弟弟。艾克，他们两兄弟上大学以后，我只见过他们两三次，所以没注意到他跟你长得像。你现在这撇新胡子确实让你看起来更像拉尔夫了——既然你这么一提——不过你身材更好，也更有个性。他的胡子也许更浓密些，但我更喜欢你脸上这个傅满洲式的型。这事为什么让你烦心呢？我早就告诉过你我是个威廉姆斯家的私生子了，但我没资格告诉你我在这校园里还有同父异母的弟弟。”

我深吸了一口气。“格斯，我过世的老爸也叫耶利米，跟你爸一样。”我紧紧握住他的手。“格斯，我们是兄弟吗？”

“你知道自己老爸有没有私生子吗，艾克？因为我们那个老爹，会在每个孩子一进青春期的时候，就告诉他们所有其他孩子的存在。我知道他和他老婆还生过一个比我小的儿子，可我从来没见过那孩子。要是那孩子还活着，现在也得二十好几了，所以如果你就是他，你肯定知道。我十七岁结的婚，之后就跟我爸断了联系，直到他的遗孀通过律师追查到我，通知我他的死讯时，我才知道他去世了。我跟她之后偶尔会通电话，但我从没问过她那个儿子的事。因为要是那孩子也死了，我不想让她更加伤心——光是应付已故丈夫那一大堆出轨证据就够她受的了。”

“我爸是我最好的哥们，在性方面我们挺坦诚的。我想，要是他还有别的孩子，他肯定会在去世前告诉我——毕竟那会儿我都上高中了。”我凑过去，慢慢地吻了他，这时露西把一大盘菜放在桌上，咯咯笑了起来。“好。我宁可你是我的潜在男朋友，而不是什么兄弟姐妹。”我们分开时，露西看了我们一眼，有些惊讶，然后离开了。“你十七岁就结婚了？是奉子成婚吗？”我逗他道。

他点了点头。“算是吧。我十六岁的时候就差不多知道，自己喜欢男人胜过姑娘了，但当时正处在双性恋阶段。然后有个套子破了，我就中了奖。我不肯让自己的孩子像我一样没爹，所以说服了她嫁给我，哪怕我们俩并不相爱。我常开玩笑说，婚礼上那把霰弹枪是我自己端着的。”我们俩都为那画面笑了起来。“后来我们有了三个儿子，她遇上了一个让她真正爱上的男人，就离开了我。”他垂下目光。“她离开了 我们 。那个男人不太愿意抚养‘别的男人的崽子’，于是我就拿到了完整的抚养权。我是在我妈和我继父的帮助下，把我儿子们养大的。我大儿子安德鲁，现在就在威廉姆斯学院读大四，不过他选择住宿舍。小巴迪和巴特是对双胞胎，还在读高三。他们跟我住，但对我生命里的男人毫无意见。”他咧嘴一笑。“艾克，跟一个年纪大到都能当爷爷的男人约会，你介意吗？”

“这屋里有些男人看起来比你更显爷爷辈呢，格斯。”我伸手指向一个胖乎乎、灰白头发的绅士，他身边坐着个穿橄榄球队队服夹克的男生，然后我倒抽了一口气。“那是我大一的历史老师，跟那个运动员在一起！”

“而我现在也跟个年轻的运动员在一块儿啊。那又怎样？我认识汤姆·卡尔森。他实际上比我还小几岁。要是他锻炼一下，看起来会年轻很多。这么说，你 确实 介意……”

“不！我只是看到他和一个男人在一起，有点惊讶。我目前认真在约会的三个男人，全都差不多你这岁数。我跟你说了，我找的就是单身、已公开出柜、愿意正儿八经找男朋友的男人。所以离过婚、带着跟我差不多大孩子的人，完全没问题。我只需要点时间来适应，年纪轻轻就可能要当人继父的念头。”我们开始小口品尝那些美味小点，他拈起一块喂进我嘴里。作为回应，我吮了吮他的手指。“真的，你是我认识的最英俊的男人，而且我正非常认真地在考虑你，作为那个……呃，我今早在走廊里提到的那个‘职位’的人选。”

“唔……”他低声说，“当你的男朋友，那些福利我可太爱了。帮那漂亮屁股开苞。”可他看上去有点紧张。

“怎么了，格斯？”

他笑了笑，然后又耸耸肩。“我想，大概是我自己的适应问题吧。我还在习惯一个事实：一个这么年轻的猛男，竟然真心在找我做他的潜在男朋友。我以前所有的感情，都是跟比我大的男人谈的。不过呢，认识你的那天晚些时候，在咱们第一次火热的性爱之后，我就已经幻想过我们成为一对的样子了。所以今天早上你跟我说你那‘寻人计划’的时候，我其实有点被吓到了。我想我是觉得我们进展得有点快，因为我对你已经有了些特别的感情。”他的脸红了。

我咯咯笑了起来，然后把我在车里想通的那番感悟告诉了他。“格斯，我是真心非常喜欢你，但我也同样真心喜欢杰夫、丹，还有其他几个男人。虽然我现在基本确定自己更偏爱男人了，可我还没放弃当父亲的念头。我还是希望那能发生在一段婚姻里，希望对方是个能理解的、甚至也是双性恋的妻子……”

“哇，伙计！我没在说我们要一对一绑定啊，不过我看出来我这用词让你慌了。嘿，我就是个一辈子没脑子的运动员；你才是舞文弄墨的。所以原谅我这笨嘴拙舌吧。”他红着脸耸了耸肩。

“听起来，你自己也有点慌嘛，老兄。”我咧嘴一笑，然后点点头。“你之前确实让事情显得有点急，再加上那么多新信息一下子砸过来，不过知道我们俩都这么喜欢对方，还是挺棒的。”我握着他的手。“所以，正如你说的，我们是进展得有点快，但这也不算什么坏事。不过，你为什么对一对一的关系不感兴趣呢？”

恰在这时，露西给我们端来了主菜——烤新鲜河鳟鱼，那是她的拿手菜。她坏笑了一下，“因为他怕再受伤。”然后就走了，看着他皱眉瞪眼的样子直笑。我这位约会对象什么也没说，我便暂且放下了这个话题，享受起这顿饭来。

格斯也许自称是“一辈子没脑子的运动员”，可我却发现他聪明、机敏又迷人。我跟他聊得太开心了，几乎忘了他那惊人的英俊和成熟所带来的压迫感。直到吃一份自家烤制的派当甜点时，我才意识到这件事。那时我又发觉，自己对跟他过夜这件事一直感到紧张。我心里清楚，他要是过于强硬，是足够强到能夺走我处子身的；但我也同样害怕，如果他太过被动，我会兴致全消。好吧，我承认：我对跟男人的做爱还太新，根本搞不清自己到底想从今晚这场共度中要什么——除了火辣的性爱之外。

喝着上好的咖啡，格斯点起了他的烟斗，我也点了一支香烟。那个跟卡尔森教授约会的橄榄球校队队员，从厕所回来经过我们时站住了。他盯着我看了片刻，然后一把抓住我的手。“真是你！老天，我跟老爸汤米，在锈钉酒吧那晚对你印象深极了！你给那个讨人嫌的皮特改名叫‘精液垃圾桶’，把他变成你的专属，让那个傲慢的混蛋乖乖匍匐、求着更多虐待……真是，妈的，简直太辣了！听着，我很抱歉，他后来被那帮混球修理的时候我不在那儿帮他，但我得说，他平时那么盛气凌人，那顿揍也算活该。而且我听说了，你那奴隶小子反击得也够他受的，就算没更厉害也差不了多少。”他松开我的手，低下了头。“先生，老爸汤米命令我来跟您讨个事。”

我朝格斯看去，以为这小子是在跟他说话。我约会对象眼里闪着促狭的光，坏笑道：“我看他是在跟你说话呢，艾克。或者，我也该叫你‘先生’？”

我翻了个白眼。“精液垃圾桶——又是另一桩我之前避而不谈的尴尬话题。”我看着那个火辣的橄榄球队员。“谁是老爸汤米？”

他指着卡尔森教授。“他是我的主人，也是我的爸爸。我已经跟他同居一整年了，虽然名义上我租的是他车库楼上的那间房。好在那个房间有扇门直接通向我们私密的小游戏室。我只有学习的时候，或者有不知道我们是恋人的客人在时，才待在那间屋子里。”

我点点头。“你那男朋友想让你问我什么？”

他朝我咧嘴一笑。“他想问，您愿不愿意花一个周末，也像对您的小子‘精液垃圾桶’那样，给我来上一整套纪律调教。我们俩都想试着玩这一脉，可不知道该怎么入门。”

见我大笑起来，他看上去有点愣。我便从邻桌拉了把椅子过来，朝他指了指。“这只需要想象力，兄弟。我开始跟男人发生性关系也没多久。至于那个精液垃圾桶，当初是在校园里把我惹毛了——这混蛋居然放话说想把我一个女朋友从我身边撬走。”那运动员听完瞪圆了眼。“等我在锈钉酒吧看见他时，我刚跟一个哥们打完架，血气还翻着呢。所以他一上来就想操我，我就逼他跪下去，好收拾他一番。等他在那儿彻底服软的时候，这局面把我自己也给弄兴奋了，可说真的，我从没想过，出了地下室，他还会把这游戏继续下去。我其实压根就不喜欢那个男人。但既然跟他达成了约定，我现在算是被他黏上了。”我转向格斯，“这个叫精液垃圾桶的白痴，就是我早先跟你提过、今晚得去应付的半份义务。”

那个年轻的运动员若有所思地望着他自己的“老爸”。“打扰一下，先生，您这话是说——只要稍微强行一点，在粗暴性爱里抢个主导权就成了？”

“嗯，有个精于此道的哥们，给我解释过其中一些基本规则，但那确实是我头一回玩那种游戏。而说到底，那就是个游戏，兄弟。”我朝他咧嘴一笑。“你想在卡尔森教授身上占一回主导权，对不对？”他看起来很惊诧。“我似乎有项天赋，就是看人蛮准的——至少看男人蛮准。女人对我来说仍是个完全的谜。你看他的那副眼神，就像一条饿狗盯着一大块牛肉。”

他一边笑着，一边摸了摸自己下巴。“我想老爸汤姆今晚大概有个惊喜在等着。我 一直 都想把他弄进束缚具里。我是说，我们平日规规矩矩做爱时，基本是旗鼓相当的——虽说他操我的次数比我操他多——可我觉得今晚，老爸该被提醒提醒，我的力气可比他大太多了。而且我现在正发情，想亲自试试支配的滋味。多谢您了，先生。”他握了握我的手，走了，朝卡尔森教授摇了摇头。

“这个小混蛋！”格斯轻笑起来。“汤姆今晚可有惊喜了，他还已经在给他铺路了。”

“你觉得卡尔森教授会喜欢那种玩法吗？”

格斯耸了耸肩。“很多年前，我和我前任，跟他玩过一次三人行，不过那次相当温和。我前任是有点爱支使人，但听你说来，你大概能教杰夫一两手呢。”我忽然意识到，这已经是他第二次管他前任叫杰夫了。

“杰夫是姓什么？不会是杰夫·汉密尔顿吧？”

“那个练健美的大块头英语老师？不是。我知道他，但只是泛泛之交。他也是基佬？”我点了点头。“我怎么竟然错过了这个？”

“别问我！我是在茶室里发现他的——你既然没注意到那茶室的走廊正对着他办公室……”我脸红了。“呃，嗯，他就是我那些‘候选人’之一。”

他朝我咧嘴一笑。“这会儿到底有多少个竞争对手，在跟我抢那块……还带着核的樱桃派啊？”

“三个主要的，而且既然我才刚开始寻觅，说不定还会有新面孔。第三个嘛，你可能认识，保安部的丹·泰勒。”

“丹，‘老子是真男人，小子，所以给老子受着’的那个保安？粗野猛攻流的开山鼻祖？那位专横的屁股打击手？”我点点头。“等等。你跟他约过会，可你还是雏菊？”

“嗯，我在茶室里跟他有过一回交锋，那场面给他留下了足够深的印象……嗯，总之，对他来说那是次不同寻常的经历，于是他决定试着让自己变得更……更有人味儿一点。”

“就是那个我听说把另一个保安揍成了狗屎的家伙？”他倒吸了口气。

我点点头。“那人是自找的——在丹在部门里公开出柜之后，竟然袭击了他。所以他主动约我，我就答应了。”

格斯站起来的时候，低低吹了声口哨。他压低声音说：“这我就不知道了。真叫人佩服。那可需要不小的胆量。而丹的蛋蛋也大得很——他有几次在隔间里把我堵住，给我生生撕了个新屁眼。”

我站起来，咧嘴笑道：“你这算是在炫耀，还是在抱怨？”

他在我耳边低语：“各有一点。你知道我喜欢挨操，但我也喜欢被人温柔爱护，哪怕我的猛男床上屁股是禁区——比如我今晚这位约会对象。我不介意等着你的屁股，艾克，毕竟你其他方面天赋异禀，又实在太辣。”

“说不定我也能把丹转变过来，让他也做那个。”我轻笑出声，我们朝门口走去。晚饭时他跟我解释过，他表妹不让他付饭钱，但他还是在桌上给那个服务我们的小伙子留了一笔可观的小费。露西走过来祝我们晚安，我夸了她厨艺，她在我脸颊上亲了一下。

格斯的房子离餐馆只隔几个街区，所以他本来是走路来的。我们上了我的车，往他家开去的路上，我把这车的历史告诉了他，也说了我正有个不断壮大的志愿者队伍，打算跟我一起完成修复。“我对车是一窍不通，不过我那对双胞胎里大一点的那个，叫巴迪，可是个车迷。所以你大概又能多一个志愿者。”

一听这话，我身子一僵——他是在提醒我，几分钟内我就要见到他的孩子们了。他伸手按住我握方向盘的手。“我有没有忘了提，我妈和我继父就住隔壁，孩子们今晚会待在他们那儿？”

“对，你没提。不过谢啦。我还有点没准备好见你那些继子呢。”我逗了回去。

他让我把车停在一间车库前面的私家车道上。下车前他转过身，给了我一个深深的吻，我顿时就烧起来了。让我动容的是，他牵着我的手走到门前；可一进门，我就泄了气——客厅里，一个年轻男人只穿着条运动短裤，正在看电视。

“安迪，你在这儿干嘛？”格斯问道。那年轻人站起来时，我倒吸了一口气——他长得就像我老爸一张穿着泳裤、二十多岁时的老照片。他脸刮得干干净净，留着短发，身材结实，体毛浓密。他那条短裤简直什么都藏不住。他是他父亲的亲儿子——裤子里垂着一根软着、极其粗肥的鸡巴。他差不多跟他老爸一样辣。

“爸，我不知道你今晚有约会。对不起啦。我是顺道来看看巴迪怎么样了，可奶奶压根没提孩子们今晚要在她那儿过夜。我室友今晚有约会，所以我就没回去，想给他腾出空来搞上床。”他笑起来极有感染力。“不过看起来我倒是把你的上床机会也搅黄了，那我干脆出去找家酒吧晃几个小时好了。说不定还能走桃花运，碰上个自己住处的饥渴姑娘呢。”

我大笑着伸出手：“我是艾克·威廉姆斯。你也不用夺路飞奔。再待个……嗯，二十分钟左右再走吧。”我们在握手劲道上来回较了一番力，决定算打成平手，笑了起来。

安迪眉头一挑。“爸，你这次的品味提高了。要是换了杰夫，他一旦发情，准会直接把我连人带短裤丢出门去。”他瞥了我裆部一眼。“艾克，你看起来也火大得很。”

我明白，如果我将来真要和格斯在一起，我必须和他的孩子们处好关系，而眼前这个，大概就是最难搞的那个。“安迪，你去拿几罐啤酒来好不好？给我、你自己，还有你爸。”我朝他眨了眨眼，他也眨回来，知道我是想跟格斯单独说两句话。

厨房门撞上安迪那翘屁股时，格斯笑了起来。“这差不多跟大锤一样‘含蓄’啊，艾克。怎么了？”

“我们非得把安迪赶到夜里去吗？这是他的家。我只是你的约会对象。要是将来我们真成了，我可不想他记恨我。”

格斯上前，用一个深深的吻将我吞没，他抱着我，手充满情色地揉着我的屁股。“这也是我喜欢你的理由之一，也是我有点紧张的理由之一。你那么聪明、周到，我能看见自己就这样一点一点爱上你。露西说得对，我以前心碎过，所以对这颗心有点保护过度。也许我们该都放松些，让事情顺其自然。我的卧室就在这层。孩子们的房间在楼上，安迪自己屋里也有电视。我们会有足够私密的空间。”

我喊了一声：“安迪，可以回来了！”——虽然格斯跟我还抱在一起。

他拿着一罐三罐啤酒朝我们走过来时咯咯笑了。“艾克，你是不是打算给我实地表演一场男人之爱啊？”

我大笑。“不，今晚我只打算跟你爸在私下里做爱。不过你要是想，可以留下来过夜。你爸和我上床前还有几件事得聊聊。”格斯和我坐到了沙发上，他儿子则坐了把椅子。

我忍不住一个劲儿地看安迪，他察觉到了。“我脸上沾了什么东西吗，艾克？”

我结结巴巴地说：“不，呃，只是你长得太像我老爸那些老照片了——他在我上高中时去世了。”

“我敢打赌，你发现你长得跟拉尔夫叔叔那么像，心里也发毛吧。”

格斯一口啤酒喷了我们俩一身。“你他妈怎么认识拉尔夫，还知道他是我同父异母的弟弟？”

“他正好在我一门课上，我俩被分到一起做项目。我提了我是你儿子，他先是古怪地扭了一阵，然后告诉我他是你同父异母的弟弟。我还在校园里看过艾克跟拉尔夫的哥哥皮特说话，所以猜艾克也认识拉尔夫。”

“我认识拉尔夫，他正跟我室友约会。但我从没见过皮特。”

安迪耸耸肩。“你们当时的交谈看起来挺激烈的，但也可能只是一场碰巧、随机的会面。”他从啤酒罐里喝了一口。“那你是怎么勾搭上我爸的，艾克？”

我咧嘴一笑。至少这故事的开头部分，是可以讲的那类。“我正在行政楼前头点烟，格斯走过来讨一支，然后我们就聊开了，互相调起情来。”

我看见安迪嘴唇上浮起一抹邪恶的坏笑。“你当时是正要去那个有寻欢洞的茶室啊，还是刚从那儿出来？”

“我以为你是直男呢？”

“我是直男，但我大一的室友，带我见识了那种毫无罪恶感的口交——对方是不会意外怀孕的那种。所以每当我的女朋友断档、没人让我操的时候，我就也去‘当货’玩。我头一次去之后，就跟我爸坦白了。所以喽，爸，你当时是进去，还是出来？”

我大笑起来。“都算。我其实是刚从里面出来，不过跟你爸调了几分钟情后，我又准备好跟他来一轮了。”我点了支烟。“那你在那下头，有没有也回报点什么啊，安迪？”

他脸红了。“很少。通常碰到那种人好、活儿又好的，我就只给他打打手枪。”

我坏笑。“那其余那些‘不通常’的时间呢？”

安迪看着我。“你什么意思——‘不通常’的时间？”

“你说了‘通常只是打打手枪’，那你跟男人到底还做过什么别的？我可能认识些也许想跟你玩玩的男人。”

安迪慢慢绽开一个笑容。“他们都是真爷们吗？”格斯看起来一怔。

“那得看你喜欢什么样的，不过对——我对娘气的男人没兴趣。”

“有时候，等我兴头对上，碰上的男人又特别有男人味、还带点粗野劲儿的时候，我就让他觉得是他引诱了我、甚至差不多是强迫我给他口交的。我做得不多，所以技术刚刚好到够火辣，又刚好生涩到看起来没什么经验。我确实更喜欢操姑娘，但我怕再被坑。”

“被坑？”

“我高三的时候，当时……唉，那时我就是个满脸痘痘的肥猪。我猜那大概是我作为校队明星老爸和隔三差五来收买我们的美女老妈之下，一种叛逆的活法。我那时十七岁，还是个处男。忽然有一天，一个我几乎不认识的、特别漂亮的姑娘，居然约 我 出去。头一次约会，她就差不多强暴了我，还主动提供套子——因为我根本没准备。我那天狠干那娘们干了四个小时，大多数套子都漏了或破了……”

“然后两周后，她告诉你她月事迟了，还是兔子死了？”

“猜得准！我当时激动坏了，但我爸起了疑心，就找了个在大学教书的老朋友去我高中打听了下‘苏珊’。结果查出来，她跟家里闹翻，是因为她一直跟一个二十多岁、被抓去坐牢的混混约会。那是那混蛋的种，不是我的。所以她决定挑个很少约会的小衰仔，来给她孩子顶个名分。”

“那你做了什么？”

他笑了。“我爸那朋友把我叫过去，给我看了那些关于苏珊的报告后，我就生出一对蛋蛋来了。第二天午饭时间，她在食堂黏答答地凑过来，满脸陶醉地大声说：‘我们要生孩子了，多激动人心啊！’然后又当众嚷道：‘我们什么时候结婚啊，安迪？’我直直望进她眼睛，说：‘我干嘛要娶你？那个混混安迪·祖科蒂进监狱前就把你肚子搞大了，你就把你这不太干净的身子，连着让我干了整整四个小时，像个婊子一样，好骗我以为是自己的种。滚吧，姐。找别的冤大头去。’然后，所有人居然鼓起掌来！看来苏珊并没什么人缘，可我原先只当她是个跟我班次不一样的漂亮妞罢了。”

“呃……不是想多嘴，但你是怎么变化这么大的？就身体上？”

“嗯，那件事之后，我开始更领会我爸的好，那以后我们跟双胞胎也在一起待得更久了。我变得爱活动了，找到一样自己喜欢的运动，瘦下来了。我为了减肥，吃得更健康，皮肤也变好了。实际上，在食堂那场戏之后五个月，我已经同时约会三个好女孩，跟其中两个天天搞，但每次到最后关头我都拔出来才射。我觉得跟男人搞的一个好处就是，可以放松下来，不用操心套子破不破。”

我们都笑了。格斯说：“对了，艾克，你该问问安迪他是哪个校队的。”

我看看我的约会对象，又看看他儿子。然后脑子里的灯泡突然亮了。“让我猜猜：击剑？”

“你怎么猜到的？”安迪纳闷道。随即他也有了自己的灵光一闪。“等等。你就是那个刚入队的威廉姆斯？”

“对，不过今天训练我没看到你啊。”

“我有个重要的研究生院面试，所以教练准了我的假。”他的目光忽然阴了下来。“我听说你跟哪个橄榄球队员，为了谁操一个姑娘的权利打了一场大战。那是做戏，还是我爸要受伤了？”他低吼了起来。

“我永远不会伤害格斯，安迪。不过那场架是真的，可对手是个田径队的，一个矮些的家伙——他差点在我们数学课上先动了手。我是双性恋，但偏男同多过直人。”我看着格斯笑了笑。“他那姑娘决定尝尝我当生日礼物。你能保密吗？”

“当然。”

“打完架之后我把汤姆给操了，然后我们俩一起过了夜。他也是双性恋。”安迪眼睛瞪得更大了。“格斯，眼下我大概也该跟你解释下我和那个‘精液垃圾桶’之间那个古怪的小状况——就是刚才餐厅里那小子提的那个人。”

“精液垃圾桶？”安迪倒吸了一口气。“这听着有意思。”等我描述完锈钉酒吧里那场戏——那场戏害我多了个甩不掉的不情愿的奴隶小子——他的眼睛已经圆得不能再圆了。“你他妈在逗我，对吧？爸，真有这么个地方？”

格斯点着烟斗，轻声笑了起来。“我从没去过，但听说过。据说那地方相当狂野危险。”他转向我。“你今晚跟他有个什么约会，那是怎么回事？”

我把校园里的那场、以及我因为可怜那家伙而订下约会、但同时又嘱咐他如果我不出现他可以在茶室里随便找乐子的事，全盘解释了一遍。

格斯想了一分钟。“艾克，要不我们等会儿再一起去赴那个约，就咱俩。你说得对，你欠那小子一些关注，哪怕只是某种让他能开心的羞辱。我承认我不太懂你们从那类性爱里到底看上了什么……”

“其实，我并没有真陷进去。是 他 喜欢。我承认，在酒吧里玩的那套权力游戏确实有点带劲，但随着他越来越顺从，反而越来越刺激了。可我没办法想象自己长期享受这种事。格斯，我宁可留在你床上过夜。”

他笑了。“哦，你当然会的。我们先去茶室，一起用用那小子，然后再回这儿来。”

安迪开始穿衣服。“你要去哪儿，安迪？”我问道。

“你们这些性爱话题让我简直他妈的饥渴得不行了，而我已经三个礼拜没开过荤了。我去那茶室打掉几发子弹。说不定一点钟还能见到你们俩。”他亲了亲他爸，又抱了我一下，然后吹着口哨离开了家。

我看着格斯。“是只有我觉得，还是有史以来没有比这更奇怪的约会了？我是挺开心的，可从你突然亮出当爸的身份，到露西店里那校队小子，再到安迪的故事，我感觉自己整个人都偏了。”

格斯把我拉进怀里，给了我一个深吻。“是啊，确实够古怪的。可咱们为什么不直接去卧室，把正轨接上呢。我儿子说得对，所有这些性爱话题聊下来，我也他妈的欲火焚身了。”

“唔，听上去不错。”他领我朝客厅远端的房门走去时，我低语道。

他的卧室是间很舒适的房间。和客厅一样，里面随性地布置着，完全是个男人的品味。整栋房子看起来就像我去过的另一所大学里的兄弟会所。这也不奇怪，毕竟住在里面的是两个成年男人和两个青春期少年，没有任何女性。这是一栋我能设想自己舒舒服服住进去的房子。

格斯刚要开始脱衣服，我就把他拦住了。“我想亲自拆开我的礼物，格斯。我想一寸一寸地好好看看你，跟我每一片解开来的部分做爱。”我把他推倒在床上坐着，自己跪下去脱了他的鞋袜。我这辈子还从没跟男人的脚做过爱。但我高中交过一个女朋友，她最喜欢的前戏就是被舔脚。于是我开始亲吻、舔弄他的脚，他整个人都疯了。我像吸微型鸡巴一样吮吸他的每根脚趾。站起身时，我拉他起来，脱掉了他的羊毛衫，然后是 T 恤。我含住他一只乳头吮吸，让他低吼起来，然后轻咬另一只，让格斯嚎出了声。我用舌头一路舔过他健壮的胸膛，把他的胳膊推到脑后，一边解开他的皮带，一边舔他的腋窝。我浑身像着了火一样，只想尽情取悦这个男人。

我一路舔着他多毛的身躯往下，跪下来时，把他的休闲裤也褪了下去。他的内裤上，在他粗大的勃起处洇了一大块湿痕。我隔着布料舔净了那股前列腺液，又隔着布料轻咬龟头，让格斯倚靠在我肩上呜咽了起来。我轻轻把他推回床上，让他彻底赤裸。

把格斯全部脱光后，我站直身，欣赏起他这具美丽的身体。虽然我们之前做过一次爱，但那次在间厕所隔间里，而这次，是我头一回这么从容、有闲地真正看他。这全身的形貌让我呼吸一滞。他那七英寸极肥的割过包皮的鸡巴，像一枚装弹待发的火箭般竖立着，前列腺液沿着茎杆往下淌。我之前竟没意识到他的蛋蛋有多大，这会儿它们就在我鼻尖前。我舔掉那对大肉球上的汗水，两人同时呻吟起来。没一会儿功夫，我已经开始用我日渐精进的深喉功夫驾轻就熟地吞那根肥屌——鼻子埋进他阴毛丛里，下巴蹭着他那对湿蛋蛋。格斯在床上翻滚着：“哦，宝贝儿，你再不停，大概一分钟之后你就要吃一嘴浓精了。”

我笑着把嘴退开。“好啦，要说我今晚是想喝你不少精液，可我猜你之所以警告我，是因为你还不想现在射。”不知怎的，我发现他总用那个不寻常的词“精液”显得格外可爱。我张开嘴想接着来，可话说到一半就噎住了，脸红了起来——因为就算是像我这样年纪的男人，也可能觉得我接下来要问的话挺冒犯。

格斯笑了起来。“让我猜猜，甜心。你是想问我，要是现在喂你精液，会不会就把今晚提前结束了。”我张口结舌时，他大笑起来。“嘿，我也会问一模一样的问题啊，兄弟！至于答案嘛……”他那只大手伸过来，攥住我的脖子，把我的嘴按回他那脉动着的鸡巴上，“见鬼，才不会呢！我可是世上少见的那种一晚上能射好几次精的熟男，而且从昨天起，我就一直替你攒着呢。所以，好好享用这杯滚烫的蛋白质饮料吧，兄弟！”

我不需要第二次邀请！我像一头饿惨了的小狗一样猛攻那根男人肉骨，推着他的胯骨怂恿他往我喉咙里抽送。“老天，艾克。你真是个惊人的吸屌高手。我真不敢相信你才干了这事儿没多久！”每次那肥大的龟头挤过我喉咙环时，他都咕噜出声。我揉搓着他的蛋蛋，很快就感觉到它们在那毛茸茸的囊里跳动了。格斯大吼：“喝！下！老子！的！精！液！”这一发量实在太大，差点把我淹死，我只能相信他的确是替我憋着了。我记得之前在厕所隔间里那一次，格斯就连着射了两大泡。

在那之后，我后来又开发出了一些新的性技巧和口味。我把他肌肉发达的双腿抬到他胸前，一头扎下去舔他毛发浓密的屁股缝。当我的舌头探进去时，格斯因为又惊又喜，串出了一连串咒骂加爱语，让我咯咯直乐。我们把他双腿分得更开，好让我的舌头探得更深。很快，格斯就开始求我操他，用我的“精液”填满他。

我舔上他的大腿，然后用舌头一路攀过他的腹肌和胸膛，直到我的龟头撩拨上了他的屁眼唇。随着一声咕噜，我这位性伴猛地一顶那强壮有力的胯，他的肉洞便急切地吞下了我半根鸡巴。我们俩都满足地叹了口气。他低语道：“好好干我，宝贝儿！”

于是我就干了！

我拔出来，只留龟头在那紧窄的肉环里，然后蛋蛋撞上去般一捅到底，他嚎了起来。我记起他喜欢猛操，于是在我的牙齿咬上他左乳头的同时，开始了火力全开的猛攻。格斯疯狂了，当我肆无忌惮地干他时，他的屁股在快感中阵阵痉挛。我又快又狠地操着他，等快要高潮时，又换成了一种缓慢、轻柔的动作，把他急得直骂我。

等我的蛋蛋冷静下来后，我又回到了那种我俩都享受的粗暴操法。不出十五分钟，我就感觉到他的屁股开始痉挛般地一紧一松，他那对牛蛋也狂跳起来。他把另一发精液喷在我俩胸脯上，这直接触发了我的高潮。我狠狠顶进他肠道深处，把他的精液浇灌了进去，一直待在他里面，直到我软下来滑出去。

我们久久地接吻，格斯为我们盖好被子，我们就这么在彼此的怀里睡着了，嘴唇仍相触着。

等我醒来时，是一对嘴唇正热切地吻着我。我咧嘴一笑，伸手握住了格斯那根粗硬的勃起，却意外地被他轻轻推开了。“已经过午夜了，帅哥。所以我叫醒你，好让你去赴那个‘精液垃圾桶’那家伙的约。”

我伸了个懒腰，迷惑地看着他。“你他妈干嘛在乎我是不是要去赴一个粗野性爱约，对象还是个我既不喜欢、你也不认识的男人？”

“因为我可怜那个倒霉货。如果他对你有感觉，哪怕还带着那些我实在不太理解的奇怪欲望，我也能明白为什么他不肯放弃跟你之间这段古怪关系。事实上，这简直是唯一能把你告诉我的那些事解释得通的理由。”

我夸张地叹了口气，咧嘴一笑。“我最恨你这种说得对的时候了，兄弟。或许真跟我那狗日白痴谈一谈，反倒能搞懂他到底需要什么，然后把这场荒唐事给了了。”

我们穿好衣服，分吃了几口点心，又喝了杯提神的咖啡，才开着我的车回校园。路上我开车时，格斯问：“你跟他在哪儿碰头？”

“我让他在杰夫办公室门口等我——就在茶室走廊对面，这样他就不用应付那些不想接的骚扰。我告诉他，如果我不到，他就可以自由地想怎么玩都行，随便跟男人搞。”

“咱们俩一块儿出现可能不太好，毕竟他预想的是你单独来，艾克。我到最后一个转角等着，然后你把他领到走廊更深的地方，绕着下一个十字廊走。等我一听见你的脚步声拐过去了，我就到汉密尔顿的办公室门口等你们回来。你回来前再告诉他你还带了个人。”

“听起来不错。”

我在门廊里找到了瘫在地上的精液垃圾桶。从我拐过转角的角度看，他像是睡着了，可我脚步声一响，他马上站了起来。“您好，艾克主人。站在这儿太多男人跟我搭讪了，所以我干脆装昏。我之前喝了几杯，大概闻起来像醉了吧。”

我朝他笑了笑。当我停下来不再生他的气时，他确实长得又帅又有男人味。“乖小子。很聪明。跟我来。”我领着拐过最远的那个角落，他热切地跟着，手里提着一条狗链皮绳，我没理会。我点了支烟，也递给他一支，他有些意外地接了过去。“精液垃圾桶，我有个坦白。我真的不明白，你到底想从我身上得到什么，也不明白你为什么偏偏选中我当你那些变态癖好的对象。所以我琢磨着，咱们先把这事聊清楚，免得再说不明白。我得先告诉你，今晚我本来差点儿不想来了，因为我在跟一个我挺喜欢的男人约会。但是他说服了我，说怎么也得给你个机会，让你跟我讲清楚这些事，说不定还能想个法子，让我在某种程度上也能给你点你需要的。所以我们就到这儿了。”

“‘我们’？”

“等我们回去，我那位约会对象应该就等在你刚才坐的地方。他从来没试过粗野性爱，但他愿意试一把，看看自己会不会喜欢。”他点了点头。“现在，先从头问：为什么是我？”

他深深吸了口烟。“我高三的时候发现，我喜欢偏粗暴的性爱，一旦被人突如其来支配住，我会特别来劲。我是跟一个在操的女朋友发现的——有一晚她把我捆起来，然后对我干了一堆事。那个暑假，在我来这儿之前，她介绍了个大学生给我认识——那家伙就在咱们校橄榄球队，我大一那年他大三。我们三人行了一把，算是挺保守的那种，两男搞一女。可等我们再凑到一起时，他完全变成了支配者，强暴了我的屁股。嗯，倒也不是真强暴——她从我俩头一回玩捆绑开始就拿根假阳具在我身上用，还在他来之前给他演示过。后来他让我求着他干，所以肯定不叫强暴。应该说，是一场非常强硬的勾引，把我引入了我从不知道自己想要的东西。”

“等我秋天入学的时候，他通知我说，我是他的小子了。他定期用我，把我分享给队里几个大四的，他们则让出主导、让我在他们支配低年级生时当攻方。与此同时，我继续操姑娘，因为我觉得自己不算基佬；直到第二年秋天我那个基佬……”他又紧张地吸了口烟，“呃，室友对我出了柜，我才承认自己是双性恋。但他不知道我玩粗野那一面。”我点点头，表示理解。

“可你为什么把焦点放在我身上呢？说实话，在遇到你之前，我压根没试过粗野这回事，我纯粹是临场发挥、一边走一边编。我在你身上变得那么强势，也总共就两个原因。”

“我知道其中一个原因，是我拿您女朋友开了茬，主人。另外一个原因，我能斗胆问问吗？”

我笑了。“你想操我。”他点了点头。“你不明白，精液垃圾桶。我才刚开始跟男人发生性关系不久——这是前一周刚破的处。所以当时你像玩婊子一样想骑上来，就让我火更大了。”

“我很抱歉，主人。但回答您的问题：我从今年秋天您搬进咱们这栋宿舍楼起，就发现您很有吸引力，但我以为您是彻底的直男。那天晚上，在汽车影院看您操那个姑娘，简直快把我逼疯了。我为我那粗鲁的嘴炮道歉，可我那时……嗯，我是在想法子怎么更好地认识您。也许我们能成哥们儿，喝几场酒，然后我用给您做日常交易那种方式伺候你。结果我居然在锈钉酒吧碰上您那会儿，心里就觉得我们命中注定该是……嗯，该是现在这样。”

“现在这样是哪样？直到今晚之前，我甚至不想跟你待在一块儿，而且我还是不知道你到底想从我这儿要什么，也不知道我到底愿不愿意给你。”

他双膝一软跪下去，抱住了我的腿。“求您了，艾克主人。您想怎么用我都行。只是千万别甩掉我！”

我叹了口气。我决定还需要更多信息，于是指了指他手里的链子。“那他妈的到底是个什么玩意儿，小子？”我喝道。

他咧嘴一笑，感激我粗暴的语气和愿意了解他需求的态度。“主人，这是一条奴隶项圈加狗绳，是我头一个主人用的，他去年春天毕业了。我本来盼着您能把它戴在我脖子上，把我变成您的财产。”

好吧，我从看马特把哈维变成他的奴隶时，就懂这个了。“你还不够格，人渣。你为什么会想要一个没经验、又不太确定自己想不想保持长期粗暴关系的男人——而这世上明明有的是想占有你那贱屁股的支配型男人？”

他垂下了头。“主人，我以前从来没主动找过支配型的男人——不过我确实去纽约的时候，试着找过几回女主人。那些关系都没撑过一个周末以上。就在我终于跟您说上话的不久前，我才意识到，虽然我 确实 爱操姑娘，但当涉及到被支配时，我需要的是一个有男人味的爷们。”

我看着这男人，心里一片迷惑。从某些方面看，他其实是个典型的大学校队运动员。要是我们学校允许有兄弟会，他肯定是那种最典型的、灌着啤酒、到处打炮的兄弟会混蛋。他就是个粗野的“猎穴人”。可是此刻，他却跪在地上，乞求着当我的性奴。

“你今晚想要什么发生，精液垃圾桶？”

“主人，我求您给我套上项圈，把我带进那间厕所，弯着腰趴在小便池上打我的屁股，一直打到我屁股通红，然后干我，干到我流血为止。然后命令我去伺候任何您要我伺候的人。”

“首先，我不能给你套上项圈。我知道那会把你变成我真正的奴隶。我想提醒你，你上一次在这间厕所被人像奴隶一样对待时，发生了什么事。你脸上还有跟队友打架留下来的乌青印子呢。”他闷闷不乐地点了点头。“所以接下来会这样：我会把这根狗绳挂在你脖子上，领着你去见我那位约会对象——也就是你今晚的另一位主人。然后我们带你进一间只有一个洞的隔间，这样我们可以堵住外面的视线。我们轮流打你的屁股，然后轮流干你。等我们俩都把子弹射进你那没用的屁股里，我们就回去继续约会。而你可以自由地去操别人的屁股，或者被别人操。然后，下周某个晚上，我会带你重返锈钉酒吧，跟其他几个男人一起，替你找一个——或几个——真正想拥有你的男人。条件是，我随时想用你的时候，我就能用你。”

他看起来想要争辩。“这事没得商量，小子。我 不 要奴隶，而你想要一个主人。我们俩会把彼此逼疯。这样的话，我们可以继续当炮友，而我也知道你在性上被照顾到了。”我弯下腰，把链子挂在他脖子上。“站起来！把手背到背后，眼睛朝下！”他服从了，我领着他拐过转角。

我咧嘴一笑，看到格斯正靠在那门口，抽着烟斗，眼睛不看我们。他听到了我们的脚步声，转过头来时，精液垃圾桶猛地停住，我差点用狗绳把他勒死。“你他妈在这儿干什么？”他朝我的约会对象倒吸了一口气。

格斯轻笑了一声。“我儿子说得对，艾克。你确实认识他。”

“我认识谁？”我困惑地问。

“拉尔夫的哥哥，皮特。你说的那个精液垃圾桶在哪儿啊，艾克？”

“这 就是 精液垃圾桶啊，不是……等等！他是你同父异母的弟弟皮特？”

“主人，这堆狗屎就是那个自打我们进大学起，就对我和我小弟不闻不问的大哥——哪怕他管着我们的信托基金。”

格斯的脸色涨红了。“放屁，混蛋。你们俩刚到这儿的时候，我就跟你们说过，真要缺什么东西就打电话给我。我又不管咱爸的钱。我只是那笔基金的免费执行人。所以，你去年申请额外生活费的时候，我不得不驳回。”

这时，那条通往男厕所的短走廊里有两个男人正盯着我们看。我揪住格斯的衬衫，把这俩男人全拖回了转角后面。“都给我闭嘴，坐下！”我朝皮特吼道。让我意外的是，格斯居然也跟那个所谓的奴隶一起，温顺地服从了。我伸手抚摸上他那英俊的脸颊，轻笑出声：“我没说你，大帅哥。”

“等等！格斯是 你的 男朋友？”皮特怒道。

“不，这是我们的第一次约会，弟弟。”格斯平静地回答。“我现在反倒庆幸了，是我逼着艾克遵守对你今晚的承诺。”

“为什么？”皮特惊讶地问。

我的约会对象轻轻托起他的下巴。“因为你已经够生我的气了——就算是你自己选择误解情况也罢。如果你当时是真有急事，皮特，我会拿自己私人的钱给你，因为我们共享一个父亲。可你毕竟有拉尔夫，所以比起其他几个孩子，你对我的需要要少得多。再说我自己还有三个孩子要养，能分给别的孩子的心思也就那么多。”

“一共有多少个？”我问。

“我们共有八个。”皮特回答。“拉尔夫和我是唯一的亲生同胞。”

格斯打断道：“不，皮特，记得吗，一共是九个人，最小的两个也是亲生同胞。老幺宏树才刚满三岁，他姐姐美香六岁。”他转向我，“他们的妈妈是日本人，宏树是在我们老爹死后才出生的。”

“哦对，我把他忘了。我从没见过他们。你见过吗？”

我一屁股坐到地板上，对着那双逐渐聊开了、不再争吵的兄弟，自己点了支烟。皮特笑了笑，往格斯那边靠了靠，格斯用一只胳膊搂住了他的肩膀。“见过。宏树出生的时候，我正跟樱在一起，今年夏天还去看了他们。”他转向我。“老爹就是跟樱一起在床上的时候去世的，在加州那边。我一直挺为她难过的。”

“我父亲是在出差时，死在加州一家酒店房间里的。”我低声说，眼中噙着泪。“他死的时候孤零零的，第二天才被女佣发现。我以前从来没有跟朋友提过这件事。”

皮特凑过来抓住我的脚，脸上露出同情的神色。“那他妈的太惨了，艾克。至少我们老爹临死还有那个娘们陪着。”他转向格斯，“他死的时候正在干她，对吧？”他脸颊上滚落的那颗泪珠，跟他嘴里的粗鲁格格不入。

我心中迷惑，轻轻踢了一下他的手，开玩笑道：“你怎么能他妈这么迟钝，精液垃圾桶？你真是这世上最粗俗、嘴巴最臭的王八蛋。”

格斯笑了起来。“艾克，真让我意外——你平时看人那么准。这就是这小子处理自己柔软情绪的方式。他小小年纪就得当家，因为他有个年幼的弟弟，而老爸跟他妈分手以后，又不怎么出现。她一直没再婚，对不对，皮特？”

他摇了摇头。“没错。有几次差点结成了，可我和拉尔夫对那帮王八蛋来说都是累赘。”他的声音里带着一股凶悍的怒气。“我还在很小的时候就不得不学会凶起来、硬起来，因为拉尔夫是早产儿，身体一直很弱，直到他发育时才壮实了些。因为是私生子，我们被人欺负得很惨，而拉尔夫在我们那儿又有点……嗯，用我们那儿话说，就是太‘鞋踩轻了’。也就我毕业以后、没人护着他的那一年，他才学会怎么做人。好在我以前教过他打架，所以上大学后头一个去惹他的混混，最后落了个鼻子被打断。”他的声音里充满了骄傲。

“听起来你很爱你弟弟。”我说。

“我当然爱他。要是你那室友马特伤了他，我非杀了他不可。”

“我有点弄不清了。你干嘛对他像屎一样？好几个别人都跟我这么说。还有，趁我问到这儿：格斯，为什么拉尔夫听到我跟你有约会时，那么烦？”

“我他妈也不知道。”格斯说。

皮特得意地一笑。“这个我可以告诉你们是为什么。拉尔夫跟我是同时被介绍认识格斯的，还有其他几个兄弟姐妹。因为我发育早，而拉尔夫晚一些。那一天，我们俩同时对人一见钟情了，结果因为觉得想跟自己的手足搞性爱，又同时觉得特别内疚。拉尔夫迷的是格斯，他老在校园里悄悄跟踪他，好瞅上几眼。”

“那你迷的是谁啊，浑小子？”格斯咕噜道。他看起来有些不安。

皮特脸红了。“威莉。”

我愣住了，格斯却大笑起来。“那一个是哪一个？他也在校园里吗？”

皮特咽了口唾沫。“‘她’叫威拉·威廉姆斯，她快三十了。是个在纽约演戏的演员，长得 太 美了。她妈妈是半黑人半印第安人——就是印度那种印第安人。”

格斯咧嘴一笑，语气显而易见地带上了关爱。“你这周末有事吗，浑小子？”

“没有。这周没比赛。”

“威拉在百老汇有部戏要开演，她送了我几张票。巴迪不太想去，他新交了个挺认真的女朋友，我这老爸不在的时候，他就能把那妞儿操到脑瘫。既然他也够大、知道小心了，我也就不当伪君子、碍他的道了。你要不要跟着我们一起去纽约？跟你的侄儿们一起住个酒店房间？”

皮特咽了口唾沫。“操，当然要去。虽然我今晚才跟艾克承认了自己是个基佬 bottom，但让我趟过火海去见威莉，我都愿意。”他朝格斯笑了笑。“谢谢你。对不起，我以前那样狗屎一样对你。”

“说到这个——你为什么那样对你弟弟？”我问道，一边从地板上站了起来。

“那个以后会停下来的。我一直是想让他躲着我，这样他就不会发现我的……性爱方面的那些口味了。他哪怕是个基佬，也保守得要命。他绝对不会理解的。”我决定还是让拉尔夫亲自去震一震他大哥。“那现在怎么办？咱们原定的计划泡汤了。我 不 跟格斯搞。”他站起身。

我看着我的约会对象。“你们原定是什么计划？”他一边问我，一边从地板上站起来，我解释给他听。“这样如何？我是想了解粗野性爱是什么样没错，可我完全不想把那话儿也插进你的屁股里，浑小子。所以我们先按计划开头，我教训你的屁股，然后看着艾克操你，把你蛋里的存货全给你操出来。我只有一个要求：等你们再去那家锈钉酒吧的时候，带我去——我想亲眼见识见识。”

“我喜欢这主意——简直就是擦边乱伦，可又不算真正的性爱。”皮特咧嘴笑了。

我们笑了一通，然后三个人一起朝茶室走去，我的胳膊搭在他俩腰上。

茶室里相对安静。一个警察叼着雪茄、靠在遮住走廊视线的短墙上，正被一个学生口交着。那间最大的、最后一头的大隔间空着，另外两间隔间里传出阵阵啧啧吸屌声。一个男人正粗野地操着一个趴在小便池上、三十多岁的男人，他一手揪着那人的头发，另一只手一边狠捣他的屁股，一边猛扇他。下面的受正像猪一样咕噜着，求着再来。皮特把我们拽近些看，我才惊讶地发现，这个操人的攻正是我那个希腊裔的嫖客尼克——自从上次见面后他换了身打扮。他那副样子，跟之前那个从来没操过另一个猛男的家伙简直判若两人，完全就是一个撕屁股的顶级攻击手了。两个人身上都飘散出酒气：那受正跟尼克共享着一个扁酒壶。

尼克一抬头，正瞥见皮特盯着他猛捣、扇打那个火辣屁股时露出的眼神。他醉醺醺地朝我的新哥们咧了咧嘴，松开了他小子的头发，伸手去拿酒壶。他喝了一口，递给皮特，一边伸手钻进皮特衬衫底下拧了一只乳头，皮特也喝了一口。“看这个火辣的大运动员！”尼克嚷了出来。随即他看见了我，“嗨，艾克。看看我。就今天一天，我已经在自己身上长了些新本事。”他把酒壶塞回给那小子，然后吻了皮特。

“你还好吗，尼克？你看上去有点上头了。”

“一点也不疼，还挺享受新获得的自由呢，哥们儿。”他哼了一声。“我真庆幸我老婆离开了我。”

“她 离开了你？”我倒吸了一口气。“你之前没跟我说这个啊。”

“我自己当时也没太接受。搞笑的是，我都没找着机会告诉她我是基佬。她是为了另一个男人离开我的，那婊子。把孩子也带走了，到我妈在塞尔比维尔的家去了。”

我伸手把他摸索皮特身体的手拍开了，笑着说：“一次一个，兄弟。现在，皮特这小子的屁股我可先占了。”

我拖着明显已经神魂颠倒的皮特，还有格斯，钻进了隔间里，格斯把自己摆成堵住寻欢洞的姿势。“脱了！”我朝皮特低吼，他飞快地照做了。趁他脱衣服，我对格斯说：“我担心尼克。我怕他可能会那样开车。”

“主人，我们完事之后，能准我送他回家吗？”

“你这小混球。你喜欢他？”

“他挺辣的，而且正在饥渴地学着怎么支配男人。操，当然喜欢。您的问题也许就这么迎刃而解了。”脱光后，他弯下腰抱住了马桶水箱盖。“现在，大哥，为了我的主人，把我屁股打红了。求你了？”

格斯咬了咬嘴唇，然后举起了手。那只手重重地落在皮特那浑圆的屁股上，让这运动员轻轻叫了一声。格斯大概是挺喜欢的，因为接下来他便又快又狠地打起了那屁股，一直到它变得亮亮的粉红色。

“够了，先生们。”皮特咕噜道。

在这幕戏当中，我已经解开裤子、掏出了鸡巴，硬邦邦地淌着水。我把一根手指捅进那火热的屁股里，发现那里头早就涂足了油。“你是不是当过童子军，精液垃圾桶？”

“什么？”

“你不懂他们的口号吗：时刻准备着。”我们低声笑了起来，我把鸡巴对准了他的洞。我猛地捅进去时，他喊了一声。

“谢谢您，主人！”我的蛋蛋撞上他的时，他叹了口气。格斯撑起身，把他的肥鸡巴捞出来，好在我操皮特的时候自己打飞机；我便示意他绕过来，在我用鸡巴犁皮特屁眼的时候，给他口交。

这场景把我们全都撩拨得兴奋至极。皮特的屁股突然开始痉挛，高潮临近了。“操，皮特，我马上就要把你变成一个真正的精液垃圾桶了。给老子射那泡该死的子弹，小子！”

他呜咽着开始射出一泡水弹时，我的嘴唇重新裹上了格斯那脉动着的勃起。他喘着气：“喝我的精液吧，帅哥。”一边把他那泡热精灌满了我的嘴，这又触发了我把我的子弹灌进了皮特火热的屁股里。

我们穿好衣服，走出隔间，发现尼克靠在墙上，他那泄过的鸡巴还挂在裤子外头。他看起来像要哭了。“你没事吧，兄弟？”我问道。“需要我让我兄弟皮特开车送你回家吗？”

“要。我就是觉得没法孤零零地一个人过夜。之前试过了，可又跑回这儿来，就是为了躲开那栋空房子。”他把车钥匙递给了皮特。“你长得真他妈带劲。”

皮特轻声笑了。“你也一样，兄弟。”

我们仨七手八脚地把尼克拽到停车场，他给我们看了他那辆新凯迪拉克。我这才意识到，他能在旅馆那晚花那么多钱在我身上，他的家底肯定颇丰。等他们车开走后，我开车送格斯回家。

到家后，我们回到了他的卧室。我还没反应过来，他已经把我又弄硬了，又重新坐上了我的鸡巴。这一次，我狠狠足足操了他至少半个钟头，才感到他蛋蛋准备吐弹时屁股猛地绞紧了。我们刚好在同一刹那射出来，他的子弹越过我肩膀喷到我背上的时候，我也灌满了他那火热的肉洞。然后我们相拥着重新沉入了梦乡。

迷糊入睡之际，我还在想自己什么时候会见到他另外两个孩子。

不过，那又是另一个故事了。

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