EDGEWATER DR by Mike Austin
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XVIII.
Ben explained that he and Joe (pool jock) got to talking about his build and he said he had to remain flight fit. He did a flex and pose at the edge of the gazebo and as he had, tilted his hips forward and posed "ya like, wanna see more"? I jumped at the idea and led him around the back of the gazebo where we could see anyone approaching, but maybe they'd ignore or not see us. He tweaked my nips a little, rubbed and gripped my glutes, complimented me on a fine butt and I asked if he had any place to go? Before he could answer I went "duh you live on base", he grinned and nodded yes. I didn't see yall so figured we could come over here and climb in the sack, then go back to the party and no one would be the wiser. We slipped out the back gate, went to my room and were making out. His dick was steeled up and that awesome curve was capped with that big head. I NEEDED to suck it, Ben continued and in no time I was deep throating him as best I could. On my back, head off the edge of my bed and he was throat breeding me right. His tight balls began to loosen and swing some. His compliments weren't lost on me either about my cocksucking skills, so when he pulled his cell out of the little pouch in the beach towel as I continued sucking, spoke to another and shared what was going on and that in his words, "this one's a gold mine", then asked this address and repeated it to the phone guy, clicked off and resumed his deep dickin action. "You swallow" he questioned and before I could nod affirmative he was blasting my throat full. When he was done, he sat back and I lapped his cock and balls until he boned up again. In a bit, his phone rang he answered then, "yeah, park behind the Stang and come in that side door to the house under the carport then upstairs" and again clicked off. In a few, there stood Bob dropping his fatigues, having just gotten off duty and buff as fuck. "Need a quick shower bro, I pointed across the hall as my mouth was full and I learned what a quick shower was all about. His long blonde ballsack swung as he walked, like yours do Jack. Jack sort of blushed as we sat waiting for the next installment. "This double bed's not gonna cut it" Bob noted, and that's when I shot there's a king over there we can use. Ben interjected the present "Brad I wasn't really thinking..." well we went to your room Jack stretched out and I got on all 4s and was blowing him when Bob, lubed that fat flightstick of his and took me for one of those touch n goes you told me about. He banged me hard, they both came about the same time with Joe telling me all about Bob being his wing man and what that represents and how they share skills and more, like me. Bob blew his nut deep and I was ready to cum myself, when Joe said not yet rookie, we got time to tag team and gonna take advantage of your flight deck. They swapped out, Joe began boirng my hole already well lubed and filled with Bob's cum, Joe's hard upcurve slid straight in. Bob's hands guided me down deep til his dense pubes covered my face. In no time Joe was getting off again and they swapped ends again. Bob was fuckin me about the time yall showed up and sorta interrupted, but when you left they resumed and got off again and made me shoot hands-free. They are INCREDIBLE......"We're gonna connect again" Ben ended. My question to Ben and Jack was "how in fuck did The Boys meet these two jet jockeys"? Ben explained that David had gotten a legal brief that involved some property of Joe's family in North Texas and he was consulting with David about the matter and one thing led to another and bang they were in the sack. And continued that Bob had never made it with either of The Boys though, "but they sure like MY TAIL". Jack high-fived his housemate, then me and we all chuckled lasciviously. In no time, Jack and Ben had stripped my bed, changed linens and Ben held his trophy sheets and took them to his room saying "I'll get around to washing these soon" and crossed the hall, closed the door and holllered "YES"!..... Jack and I just smiled and got in the sheets. Jack began, "ya know you give the best head ever" I smiled and crawled between his legs and deepthroated his cock to completion, then spent a bit longer on his balls and kissing that wonderful cock I loved so much. Jack raised his arms and the sheets, said "get up here" and we curled into each other's arms and drifted off to sleep. The image of Ben on all 4s hung in my head.
Sunday morning arrived too early for me. I went downstairs, started the coffee, went out to retrieve the paper and found 4 cars still clustered in the cul de sac from our driveway around to the Boys'. Hum overnighters, I wondered who, then returned to the bar, fixed my cup of coffee and was sipping it when Ben came down holding the set of king-sized linens and inhaling as he loaded the washer, then joined me for coffee. Ben always started the paper at the Sports Section. Let me be clear, BEN IS NOT ATHELETE. Jack came down, groggy eyed and scratching his chest, poured coffee, nodded in silence then sat down, head in hands, eyes closed and took in the requisite several minutes of silence he needed before acknowledging the day had begun. I long ago learned his wake up routine and often wondered if it was formed by his days of waking up in strange motel rooms or homes of last night's trick, etc. I kept that image to myself as it always caused me to bone up and want his dick. Finally Jack spoke, "so Ben your butt hurt"? We broke out laughing as Ben played coy and shy and tried his best being demure. I was reading the classifieds looking for a vehicle and property when Jack asked about breakfast choices and discussed the day ahead. The property search had normal for me since high school, but the vehicle search had been my focus since Jack came into my life. I went on, "ya know Ben, if you bought a vehicle, it would save the company expenses and then the item would be all yours; and the money we're paying the leasing firm could go to your salary". Ben countered, "but what if I can't get a loan"? Jack interjected, "you fucking dizzy bitch can't you see when Brad is making you a deal you can't pass up, he'll guarantee the loan or some such finance crap and make the car yours from the start; he wants to show your damned folks that you are responsible even if you are a dick-cravin faggot"!!!!! "That so Brad" Ben looked in disbelief. "Well something like that; actually I was thinking about 2 vehicles" turned and looked straight at Jack. "You are stuck here all day and only leave when it's with one of us and I think it's past time you got your own wheels so you can come and go, after all there's that back yard project and pool ahead for you and I can't spend my time shuttling you here and there, just one thing, don't bring home any trick ya hear" I grinned and winked. "YA FUCKIN MEAN IT, BRAD" Jack shot back. I nodded and held open the Cars For Sale section of the paper. The two guys poured through the listings, paused and Ben started, "Unc, I mean Brad, what can I afford ya think". Jack followed with "I should look for used right"? "I'm thinking new for both and Jack, I see you in a pick-up" and pointed to a Ford Dealer ad for year-end close outs on F-150 and F-250s with special incentives. "Ben, I see you in an SUV, not a Bimmer, but perhaps an Explorer like mine so maybe we could get a really good price buying 2 vehicles at the same time, ya think guys"? I continued, "Ben the Explorer can be utilitarian when you need to haul stuff for work or luxo when you haul your flyboys to a secluded spot to get fucked in the back" I chuckled. The guys stared at men, then each other and Jack stepped back and led off, "ya know when we met, this wasn't my plan right; I just thought it'd be a good romp some quick cash and wham bam sorta action"? "WTF" Ben went off, "ya mean you hustled Brad to get in his life"? "Let's say I was takin a walk and this nice man in this awesome Stang stopped to drop his top and well............................................." Jack explained, smiled at me, then hugged me lovingly and continued, "now what's for Sunday breakfast, maybe eggs benedict; I feel like making something EXTRA SPECIAL"? I added, "maybe we can hit a dealer or two after breakfast and won't be bothered with salespeople on Sunday, to get an idea of their inventory, etc"? "HELL YEAH" Ben jumped at the idea and began setting the bar. Jack headed to the kitchen then called me close, "I love You man", kissed me and resumed prepping for breakfast. No sooner was breakfast over, KP duty complete, we dressed and hit the road to the nearest dealership. I'd already planned an amount for Jack and figured an ideal vehicle would be an F-150 "King Ranch" Edition but wanted him to make a selection then I'd work him UP TO, as I felt he'd try and low-ball the vehicle cost, the truck I had in mind for the man in my life. Similarly, I felt Ben would look smart in an Explorer "Limited" or "ST". By the time we added some options that were standard for the ST model to a Limited, the prices would be close and having seen Joe and Bob in that Vette, wanted my nephew to get close to running with the big dogs so to speak, if he could. I have to admit to anticipating the show and gossip that would ensue on Edgewater Drive, if two new vehicles appeared in the driveway.
The nearer dealership catered to the college, NAS and Country Club Estates crowd ti became quickly evident by their inventory. We found several ideal vehicles before leaving for the dealership a bit farther away which had a broader selection but very few high-end models to choose from. There were other dealerships we'd scope out before making a selection and all agreed this would take a week or two to conclude but I wanted to get the leased vehicle off the books before the auditors got any closer to raising that as a question; which I'd already planned on explaining as an incentive to attract my nephew to join the firm if any eyebrows were raised. Giving him a salary bump would bypass any questions. We returned to the first dealer and discussed the pros and cons of the two inventories before returning home; where Ben and Jack began their internet search in detail. I thought to myself, `proud of yourself you fucker' and smiled? My plan was fairly simple and would build credit for both guys. The broker fee from the acquisition of the two recent properties was substantial and mine, not the company's, as I held the Broker License, not the firm. We'd open a new bank account for Jack at my bank, and advance the deposit from my commission fee. Jack would withhold 35% of the deposit and give it to Ben for a deposit in his account. I'd then have the Bank president, a personal friend, issue a letter of credit to Whomever It May Concern for both guys, which we'd use to secure a Ford Motor Credit account to purchase their new vehicles. Jack's 24-month car loan would include a 60% down payment from his new bank account and the Letter of Credit; then Jack would use his salary earnings to pay off the car loan in 12 months; thereby paying the note off in advance. Jack would pay for his own insurance, license tags, etc and all maintenance from his monthly funds. Ben would use the 35% from Jack and Letter of Credit to open a Ford Motor Credit account on a 5-year loan term, but with his increased income would pay-off his note early as well. Both guys would get new vehicles and be building their credit reps. When they found vehicles they liked and called me to review them, I nixed both and explained my logic and financing concept. Both sat stunned and nudged me aside and were back at their vehicle inventory search, albeit now expanded to other nearby dealerships. "Are you sure you want to do this for me Brad" Jack asked needing reassurance, "I get it for Ben, but............" I shushed his mouth with my hand as he had done to me, nodded yes and then to the pc, turned and went to the kitchen. Ben had been the first to find the "sale of the century" he exclaimed!!! In fact it looked pretty astounding, it was the model upscale from the ST called Platinum and the ad read a custom ordered vehicle that was loaded and priced to sell. In fact the sales price was about equivalent to the ST and I knew I could manage a better selling price for Ben. "Let's drive out and check it out today" I suggested, seeing that it was in an adjoining county but only about an hour drive and felt I wanted this for my nephew. Jack added, "you guys go look and maybe by the time you're back, I may find something". Ben told Jack, "dude check out the inventory at "my" dealership"; I smiled "his dealership" indeed? Jack never one to miss an opportunity took Ben's suggestion to heart and began his inventory search. "fuckin A" Jack yelled "look at this hot bitch- Iconic Silver, leather interior, fully loaded, the ad read the same as the Explorer, custom ordered vehicle that was loaded and priced to sell. I thought we hit paydirt, perhaps a family ordered the pair of vehicles then for whatever reason had to cancel them both. We climbed in the Explorer and headed north. Jack was the first to question my plan, "will this really work with the bank and Ford"? I nodded the affirmative and drove on, taking the back ranch roads and cross country Farm to Market roads before hitting back on the Interstate, and heading south. In just over an hour, we pulled up to the dealership and the guys began wandering around, looking for their new "rides". Both returned with sad faces, realizing their "rides" may have gotten sold. "No worries yet guys" I added, "let's get the bank account activity under our belts Monday then come over here for another look see". Both were silent en route home, but first thing Monday morning both were dressed and ready to go to the bank with me.
"Sure can tell when you two see an opportunity" I remarked, then grabbed my keys and Jack jumped in the Explorer with me and both Ben and I pulled out to begin our quest. I began to Jack, "first things first and know your Driver's License is current right and you got your Soc Security card or know your number for bank id"? Jack gave a thumbs up as we pulled onto Ocean and made our way to the office. Ben headed to the donut shop for the office crew and arrived at the office, soon after we had. Making some changes to my calendar with the receptionist and rearranging a morning meeting, I sat content with my idea and called the bank, indicated who I was and asked to speak with Tom, the bank President. I asked about his schedule that morning and he welcomed our meeting. Ben, Jack and I headed to the bank. Ben already had an account there so his activity was minimal. He sat with me and Jack in Tom's office as I explained my new account need, followed by a quick funding transfer into Ben's account and then a Letters of Credit for both guys. "Not a problem, Brad, anything else" Tom stood, buzzed Elizabeth his p.a. and instructed her to get me whatever I needed and make it effective today. We all shook hands and left with Beth for her office. I explained about Jack's role as my handyman and landscape designer and the nature and process that I intended. She took Jack's license and social security card, made copies then returned with several forms and then created a few more online which she printed at her desk. Jack signed the new account form, the new deposit slip with my check, the new account transfer form into Ben's account and then created a set of temporary checks for Jack's use. "The funds will be available tomorrow but IF you need them today, I can make that happen or you can have whomever call me directly and I'll guarantee the funds availability. Now let's get those Letters of Credit issued" she continued, hit the print command and multiple sets of letters were produced. We thanked Beth, shook hands and left for the dealership, armed with letters of credit and funds in two accounts for the guys and set of temporary checks in Jack's pocket. We dropped off Ben's vehicle at the office, then continued to the dealer so if there was a vehicle that was available, or two, we wouldn't have the vehicle shuffle to deal with. Jack's chest actually puffed out. I smiled and again drove the back roads to the dealership, stepped to the receptionist desk, asked for the newest salesman and waited as a fresh-out-of-college guy approached beaming with hand outstretched to be shaken eagerly. "Mornin Jake Nance", shaking our hands, "how can I help you today". I noted the handsome bulge and knew Ben had as well; then went about explaining the two vehicles, our drive out here yesterday to check them out, but found neither. Jake excused himself and disappeared, leaving us in the broad showroom, before returning waiving two sets of keys; "got em both here, I actually drove that Explorer home Saturday, another salesman took the King Ranch, which would you like to see"? "Both" and nodded to Ben and then Jack. Jake Nance stopped cold in his tracks and his eyes almost glistened before speaking "uh they're BOTH on the side lot in detail from the weekend drives". We left for the side lot and a pair of hot young Latino guys were busy drying the pair off as we approached. Jack cut his eyes at me, dropped his sunglasses down his nose and shook his head no; then asked for the truck keys from Jake as Ben claimed the other set. Jake began, "that Explorer is the top of the line, was custom ordered by some folks here and then the wife got ill and died suddenly and that ride is amazing after this weekend with it; then went on, my buddy Mark drove the K-R and said he scored big time at the Ponderosa Ballroom Saturday night, yall live around here or ever hit the Ponderosa"? My nod no quieted the young eager salesman, before he resumed his chatter about the "K-R also bein part of that same family order but for the husband who had a stroke after his wife passed and wasn't able to drive so the pair of vehicles got cancelled and well, we're sort of stuck with em" he admitted. While I hated the circumstances that led these to us, I was excited for our good fortune. The morning sun was now blazing. Jack took charge of the K-R test drive with Jake in the passenger seat. I stood back as Jack asked about coming along, "nope that's yours, you gotta make the call" and turned to Ben who had already pulled beside me and was asking a similar question and another salesman had taken up the position in the Explorer's passenger seat for a ride along. I retuned inside where it was cool and asked for the sales manager and the finance manager to meet with me. Both men greeted me quizzically and listened to my statement. They had a chance to sell two vehicles that were custom orders and both were top end and sitting on their lots. I read their sales ads and the asking prices were still more than were justified and if they were interested in a double sale, they needed to sharpen their pencils. I went on to add that both would require Ford Motor loans with handsome down payments for each accompanied by bank Letters of Credit and that "IF we can make a deal, would need the vehicles out of make-ready on Wednesday". The air assured me they'd make every effort to try and get Ford's approval providing all was in order; as first Jack and then Ben pulled their respective vehicles back onto the lot, returning to the showroom to hand over both sets of keys to Jake who did his best to try and get the guys to agree to their purchases. I began, "guys what do you think about em" both nodded eager agreements "Jake, I've been visiting with your Sales Manager and Finance Manager and they're going to try and make this happen for YOU" he was stunned and began shaking all our hands. He then admitted it was his second week on the job and this was his first sale as he left us for the Sales Manager's office. In short order the Finance Manager emerged and invited us into a small conference room where we were joined by another older gentleman, who introduced himself as the dealership's General Manager and co-owner and went on to thank us for this business and that he understood I had a timeline and that "they would meet my goal without any issues" then got up, shook our hands again and left the FM to make the arrangements happen. The FM left and both my guys looked at me in disbelief, before Jack questioned, "WTF just happened here"? "You just bought a truck and you young nephew of mine, an Explorer". Jake and his SM returned and assured us of their appreciation and were submitting the make-ready order so they'd both be ready on Weds. as needed. The FM entered and broke up the gab fest and began entering info on his tablet about the two guys. Jack's paperwork was completed first, then Ben's. When the FM finished his print outs and requisite online sigs for each guy, Jack pulled out his temporary checks and wrote the amount for the 60% downpayment. The FM paused and said "these are temporary checks and we'll have to wait for the funds to clear first and may not" I interrupted, then withdrew Beth's card asked him to just verify funds with her and for Ben's as well and there should be no issue with proceeding with the loan paperwork on an expedited basis to enable the guys to get their vehicles Wednesday. The FM read the card, called Beth, got her concurrence and funding availability, verified the Letter of Credit for each, hung up and excused himself. He returned with the same General Manager aggressively shaking all our hands and indicating he'd personally call FOMO Credit to expedite the loan approvals and again reiterated the vehicles would be ready on Wednesday. On the drive back to the office, both guys sat in silence, still stunned at the events of the morning. I remarked "It's lunch and time to eat" as both broke up laughing. We headed to Mi Ranchito as I called office and told the receptionist to cancel the rest of the day for me and Ben. The meal was awesome a real celebration!!