Getting to Know You
He spoke in a monotone. "We are Cooter. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile."
Held down by his strong body and powerful arms, resistance was indeed futile. Even so, I struggled to get free. I replied in the same monotone.
"Resistance is not futile. It is fun."
"Your life as it has been is over. From this time forward, you will service me."
"Yes, Cooter. I will service you."
He moved on top of me, locking on target.
"You will be assimilated."
I squealed with excitement as he assimilated me. When I'd serviced him to his satisfaction and he'd fired his photon torpedoes, he pulled out. Leaping up in one smooth athletic movement, he grinned down at me.
"I have to go to work. Do you want to shower first?"
"Go ahead. You're late. I'll shower at home."
While he showered, I cleaned up the room and made the bed. By the time he came out of the bathroom, the apartment was spotless, and I was dressed and ready to go. This morning he wore Levi's and a western shirt. I looked at him disapprovingly.
"What happened to the shirtless bartender?"
"In the morning and afternoon, he's the western waiter. In the evening, he's the shirtless bartender." He moved closer and whispered. "At night, he's a horny animal."
I laughed. "The shirtless bartender is hot, but I like the horny animal the best."
He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. I kissed him back, and it quickly became a tongue-tag marathon. I pushed him away.
"Enough. You'll be late for work."
He grinned. "It's never enough."
I followed him outside. He locked the apartment, blew me a kiss, and took off on foot for the roadhouse. I started my pickup and watched him until he was out of sight before pulling out onto the highway.
I loved giving up control to Cooter, letting him have his way with me. I felt safe and secure pinned down by his hard body, trapped in his strong arms. I loved watching his face when he came - his look of anticipation as he lost control, of excitement when he blew his load, and the relaxation after he was done.
How long had I known him now? Less than three days, and I didn't know what I'd do without him. He'd been evasive about his history prior to his high school graduation, but I'd worry about that later. For now, it gave him a seductive mystique.
The barn dance had been a blast - the dancing with Cooter, my three sexy shirtless friends dancing with me, the impromptu sex in the basement with my new buddies. And the interesting foursome I was now part of - Joey, Shago, Cooter, and Hot Kid Toby - the others years older than me.
Pulling into the driveway, I realized I'd driven twenty miles on autopilot. Fortunately, it was a rural road, but still not good. I'd have to pay better attention when driving, and do my daydreaming at home.
After I'd done my chores in the barn, I sat down to regroup. Cooter worked until four, after which we'd been invited to join Shago and Joey at Shago's bunkhouse cabin, the most central location for all of us. Shago and Joey were making the plans.
My phone rang. It was Coach.
"Hey, Coach. What's up?"
"I was going to send a text, but it got too long. I talked with Shago and then with Jace about Cooter. Shago was surprised at the connection, and agreed with your analysis. Jason remembered how upset Nate had been, but he expressed surprise that the rest of you became so alarmed. Both of them know the connection now, but they will keep it to themselves. If any of the others who were there raise the issue and you need support, Shago will deal with it, with me as a backup. Does that work?"
I was relieved. "I think it's perfect. Thank you very much for taking care of it."
Coach continued. "You're welcome. Now, how are you doing?"
"Very well. I think the swim yesterday was helpful for all of us. Did Shago tell you about the barn dance last night?"
He laughed. "Yes, he did, in detail, including the basement storage room. It sounds like you all enjoyed it. I think the others had more fun watching you than dancing."
"To say I had a good time would be an understatement."
"And if I may ask, how are you and Cooter doing?"
"To put it simply, we're perfect for each other."
"I was hoping to hear that. Have a great day, Hot Kid Toby."
"You too, Coach."
While talking with Coach, a text had come from Shago.
"Location change: Colton's bunkhouse. Time: 6:00. Food: Pizza from the roadhouse."
"Okay. Bring anything?"
"A few bucks for poker. It isn't gonna be high stakes. Bedrooms are limited. Can you and Cooter use yours?"
"Yes, no problem."
I sent Cooter detailed directions to my place along with an invitation to stay overnight. The acknowledgement came shortly when he was on break.
"Thanks. That all works."
"What time do you have to work tomorrow?"
"I don't."
My response was a series of happy faces.
Then I sent my evening plans to Coach. The coordination finished, I finally took a shower and then a nap. It had been a very long night.
I was awakened shortly after noon by a knock on the front door. Looking out the window, I saw Pete's pickup in the driveway. Quickly pulling on my Levi's, I went upstairs and opened the door.
"Hi, Pete. What can I do for you?"
My voice was unnatural. So was his when he replied.
"May I come in and talk with you for a few minutes?"
I opened the door wider. "Of course, come into the kitchen. We can sit at the table."
When he was seated, I got both of us glasses of water without asking whether he wanted one. Mom would have been proud of me. He got right to the point.
"I guess I'm here as an emissary..."
My heart froze until he continued.
"... for myself and my parents. You're still our neighbor, and we still want to be your friends. Among other things, we hope you'll continue to work with us during the summer. You're an excellent worker, and I consider you to be my personal friend. I don't want that to change."
I was formal. "I don't see why it should change. I feel the same way."
He paused. "I wish things had turned out differently. It's really ironic that you restored the friendship that broke up your relationship with Rusty."
I smiled slightly. "I've thought the same thing, but I don't hold it against either of them. Having Nate's love of life return outweighs any other consideration."
Pete's smile was thoughtful. "You didn't know him before, so you should know that he's happier now than he's ever been. Perhaps some of that's due to being older, but it's also because of his friendship with you and your parents. I hope that never changes."
"It won't."
"I hope you can continue your friendship with Rusty too at some level, but I know that will take time."
"I think we have a beginning. Time will tell."
He stood up. "I should go, and I should have asked at the start. Are you doing okay?"
"With help from my parents, friends, and a very special teacher, I'm doing well."
"I'm glad to hear that."
"I hope Rusty is doing well too."
"As well as can be expected."
At the door we hugged for a long time. Then he left silently.
I shut the door and returned to my chair at the kitchen table. My reaction when Pete mentioned being an emissary told me for sure. There would be no turning back. I silently wept one more time for what might have been. Then I dried my eyes and closed the door to the past. It was time to move on.
Cooter and I were the first to arrive, in his pickup after he'd found my place. I introduced him to Colton. Joey showed up next with Shago, and was introduced to Colton too. Shago brought in the pizza, and explained.
"I must be a good customer. When I got there to pick it up, it was marked as complimentary."
Cooter coughed softly. "That had to do with who was on duty when you ordered it."
Shago laughed. "That makes sense. Thanks for the free pizza."
I thought we were all there, so I was surprised when there was a knock on the door and Aiden entered. He seemed surprised to see me too. I introduced him to Cooter. Aiden had never seen Cooter at the fair, and the name went by without recognition.
It took a few minutes watching the interactions for me to figure it out. Aiden and Colton were developing a relationship. I was delighted. Aiden had been mistreated by both Logan and Cory. I was sure he'd hoped to be closer to Nate, but he hadn't pushed it, and he seemed satisfied with the fraternal relationship. It was good to see him taking this step forward.
Aiden figured out my presence too. He looked at me, then at Cooter, and then raised one eyebrow in question. I smiled and nodded and he gave me a quick hug.
As pizza and beer were passed around, Colton took me aside.
"Later on, could I play the video of you and Logan?"
I inventoried the participants. "Let me check with Aiden."
I took Aiden aside and explained, and then added. "I don't wanna do something that would make you uncomfortable."
He thought for a few moments. "I'm okay with it. What would Logan think?"
I hadn't thought of that. "It's a good point. I don't know. It's his creation and he's in it too, but we're not gonna sell copies. I wanna let Colton do it."
Aiden smiled. "Go for it."
We each bought twenty dollars worth of chips, and the poker game began. The chips moved around the table, but then they began to gather in front of me. The guys gave me shit.
"Are you stackin' the deck?"
"Take off your shirt so we know you don't have an ace up your sleeve."
One by one the players dropped out until it was down to Joey and me. When he was broke, he looked up and smiled.
"I'll bet twenty minutes of the best stud service you'll ever get."
I put my winnings in my pocket and got a smile from everyone with my closing comment.
"I already experienced your stud service. Cooter's is much better, and I get it for free."
Colton had quietly put the video on. As we got up and restocked ourselves with pizza and beer, it played silently in the background. Everyone looked towards it casually a few times before Joey caught on.
"What the fuck?"
Colton, Aiden and I smiled. Shago and Cooter directed their attention to the screen. Cooter asked the question he and Joey didn't know the answer to. ''
"Who's the other guy?"
Colton replied. "The former occupant of this bunkhouse."
Now he had their attention. Shago, Joey, and Cooter sat on the couch, eyes glued to the screen. The rest of us stood nearby, also watching. When the video got to the point where Logan and I were doing it in the Basset Hound position, Cooter turned to me with a grin.
"That's what you and I are going to do tonight, Hot Kid."
"Works for me. It's one of my favorites."
After we'd watched the ten-minute video, Colton had a suggestion.
"As I was watchin' this tonight, I had an idea. I'm stickin' my neck out here, but I'm gonna run it by you. Based on what I know, I think each of us has had sex with Hot Kid Toby at least once. Is that correct?"
He got nods all around, and then grinned at Joey.
"You too Joey? You're a fast worker."
That drew laughs. Joey smiled. "No, Hot Kid is the fast worker."
That drew even more friendly laughs.
"I can believe that. But back to my idea. How about if each of us tells about his first time with Toby. That requires complete agreement from all of us, and mostly Toby himself. What do you think, Hot Kid?"
It took me about one second to decide. "I'm good with it, but if and only if everyone else, and I mean everyone else, is good with it."
While I'd been speaking, I'd been looking around the group and had received an almost imperceptible nod from Aiden. Colton continued.
"Okay, that's fair. How about it guys?"
He got affirmative nods from everyone.
"Fine. I'll start. About two months ago, I got this new sex toy." He waited for the laughter to subside. "And wanted somebody to test it out on. So I considered who would be fun to do it with, would enjoy sharing the experience, and would give me complete scientific, practical, and erotic feedback. So I invited Toby to participate, and wasn't disappointed in any respect."
There was going to be a lot of laughter with this activity.
"Shago, do you wanna go next?"
"I'll wait until last."
"Okay. Joey?"
"Yeah, I'll go for it. A few nights ago, Shago convinced Toby to try a selective and assertive approach with guys who proposition him at the roadhouse. I didn't know that - in fact I didn't know that Toby and Shago knew each other. In the end, I'm not sure who propositioned whom, but I decided to let Toby do it to me. I must have passed the selective part because he took me up on it. When he was done, to my surprise, he offered to let me have a turn too. Can you beat a nice guy like that?"
There was applause and more laughter. Cooter went next.
"I met Toby at the roadhouse when he came in with Shago, and we ended up at the same party the next night. After some friendly verbal sparring, I invited him to my place where we had our own party. I know he didn't believe me, but it was the best night of my life."
There was more applause and laughter. Everyone was having fun with both telling and listening, and no one was uncomfortable. I loved these guys. Now Aiden spoke up.
"My story is gonna be a little different. Some of it is stuff I wasn't comfortable sharing before, so this is gonna be a stretch. You all know about the abuse case?" There were nods all around. "Okay, I was one who'd been abused. As a result I was overly aggressive, and nobody would have sex with me more than once." There were tears in his eyes. "Toby and I had sex, and rather than cast me aside, he became my mentor on making sex into an enjoyable teamwork experience. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have a couple of great friendships, including Colton."
I looked around. There wasn't a dry eye in the house. I got up and gave Aiden a hug. Then all of the other guys did too. Yeah, this was a great group. When we were seated again, it was Shago's turn.
"Okay, I waited until last because mine is a good... ummm... bedtime story. I met Hot Kid Toby when I delivered fencing material to his place. He was sunbathing nude in his front yard. First, I gave him the nickname 'Nuka', because he seemed like the perfect little brother. But he was a lot more than that."
Shago went on to tell, in complete detail, how I'd seduced him and how we'd spent several hours screwing ourselves silly. He was a good storyteller, and the laughter was almost continuous. And when he was done, everyone was as hard as a rock.
"Now, I think we need to applaud Toby for sitting through this. I'm sure it's been very enlightening to some of you, and there's not many guys who'd let us roast them like this. Hot Kid Toby is one in a million."
The applause quickly came, as well as hugs from everyone. Colton resumed the floor.
"Now, as Shago said, that was a good bedtime story. So here's the room assignments. Joey, you and Shago are in the bedroom on the right. You'll have to make the bed. I loaned it out last night. Aiden and I have the other room. Hot Kid, you know where you and Cooter are goin'."
Aiden looked thoughtful. "If you don't mind, who did you loan it out to?"
"Nate, for him and Jaylen."
Aiden smiled slightly. "Nate and Jaylen are using my second bedroom tonight."
I shared my knowledge. "And they used Matt's room the night before."
Aiden looked my way. "Nate says he and Rusty have an open relationship, but that's pushing it pretty hard. There might be trouble in paradise if he keeps that up. What do you think?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "It's possible. I hope not, but it doesn't affect me one way or the other anymore."
"You've moved on with your life?"
"Yes. They're both my friends, and I hope they always will be, but that's all."
I took Cooter in through the basement door.
"Want a glass of water or something?"
"Hell, no. I'm horny as hell. I want you on your hands and knees ASAP."
I laughed. "The lube is on the dresser."
Cooter got the lube and I put a towel on the bed because, from past experience, I knew this was a leaky activity. As I got on all fours on the towel and lowered myself into position, I started laughing.
"Do you realize how appropriate the dog collar is right now?"
He laughed. "Be sure you don't bite."
Cooter moved into place behind me and didn't hesitate. I gasped with surprise as he plugged in his pole.
"This is going to be fun, Hot Kid."
He went to work. I'd done the Basset Hound position with four other guys. With Logan, it was a new experience. With both Shago and Jason it was a cooperative effort. With Aiden, it had been aggressive, until I convinced him to change his approach.
With Cooter, it was different yet. It wasn't teamwork - he was in charge, but not aggressively so. It was firm self-confidence. He alternately held the sides of my hips or pressed down on my lower back, changing positions for his comfort, all the while pounding me hard and deep, making full use of his porn-star-size tool.
I was in heaven. Moaning with excitement, I clutched at the bedding as precum dripped continuously from my boner onto the towel. He removed his hands for a while, and I was able to push back against him.
Then he was getting close. As he drove in hard the last time, I pushed back as firmly as I could. He howled with excitement as he came hard.
Pulling out, he rolled onto his back beside me.
"I think we need to add that to our regular program. That was fantastic."
"I didn't know we had a regular program."
He grinned. "I'm still working on it, but it'll keep both of us happy twenty-four hours a day."
I rolled up the towel and tossed it in the general direction of the bathroom. Dropping onto my back, I reached for his hand.
"I wish we had twenty-four hours a day. I'm gonna be unhappy when school starts and we're limited to weekends and even then only to your time off."
He leaned over and gave me a kiss. "Never fear, we'll work it out. By the way, I have something for you."
He jumped off the bed and retrieved a small item from his pants pocket. Returning, he knelt over me and reached for the D-ring on my collar. Something snapped into place. Reaching up, I felt a small heart-shaped padlock. I got up and looked in the mirror over the dresser.
"Thanks, Cooter, I love it."
He'd joined me in front of the mirror. Standing behind me with his hands on my shoulders, he kissed me on the back of my head, and then looked at my reflection.
"If you're wondering, that means you're my boyfriend. I hope it means the same to you." He put a key on the dresser. "And you can take it off any time."
I thought for a moment. I wanted to make a symbolic gesture in some romantic place, but I needed to do it now. I picked up the key, walked to the bathroom and flushed it down the toilet.
When I returned, Cooter was lying on the bed, a grin on his face a mile wide.
"I don't believe you did that."
"Believe it. I love being your boyfriend and I love the padlock. And I don't ever wanna take it off. And I think I just proved that it means the same thing to me as it does to you."
He pulled me down on top of him and gave me a kiss. "I'm glad you like it. Like a good wine, it pairs well with your perfect body."
I kissed him back. "Tell me more lies, you silver-tongued devil."
He smiled. "That reminds me, that one's stainless steel. I'll get you a silver one when I win the lottery. Now, here's what we're going to do next..."
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