The Tales of Rick and Alec Tale Four: Under The Palm Trees
Rick and Alec had one night to practice their trades before the hustle and bustle of New Year's Eve. It was December 30th and the restaurant was relatively quiet. The regular patrons were saving their money and energy for the next night.
Rick arrived early. He filled out some employment information; address and social security number. Marty and Tyler had given their new friends, and fuck buddies, permission to use their telephone number until they could afford to get a land phone or cell phones.
Rick waited on the lunch crowd, and the day manager was more than pleased. He told him to stay for the dinner hour, and he could eat his own dinner before the customers arrived.
Alec arrived at 4:30, filled out some employment papers also, and ate dinner with the staff. After that he set up his props, a single chair, and a large bowl for tips. He placed a dollar bill in the bowl, and sat down on the chair. He started to play the guitar for a while before he began to sing. He played all during the dinner hour, while Rick was one of several waiters keeping the customers pleased with the food, drinks and especially the service. Every time Alec started to take a short break, the diners begged him to keep singing.
The club hired one entertainer to perform each night. The customers knew that if they wanted to hear a piano player, they could come around on Monday. If they wanted to see a comedian, then Tuesday was their night. Karaoke was Sunday night and so on. The entertainer that night was a well known local drag queen, who called herself Miss Fantasy. She came in around 9:30 in full drag costume, and when Alec had finished a set, she said to him, "Hey man, you are gorgeous. You're voice is something else. Thanks for warming up this light crowd for me."
"My pleasure," Alec responded. She kissed Alec on the top of his crew cut head.
By 10 PM the dining room was closed, and the lounge was beginning to fill. Miss Fantasy was lip syncing and moving among the crowd. Alec and Rick got ready to go home. The waiters did their own bussing, so Rick did not have to split his tips. Both their pockets were bulging with dollar bills, and this did not count the tips Rick had been given on credit cards. That would come with his first pay check, and it was an even greater amount than the cash tips he had received that night. Besides the cash, both men had been offered huge sums of money by older patrons to come home and spend the night with them. They diplomatically declined, but flirted enough to make the customers smile and want to return.
In their apartment, they flattened out the paper money and placed them in denomination order. They were shocked to find some fives among the singles. All in all between the two of them, they had $127.00.
"And this was a light night," Alec reminded Rick. Can you imagine what New Year's Eve should be like? We'd better open a bank account. We can't keep toting around all our earnings." They showered and went to bed too exhausted for anything else.
"I'll get you in the morning," Rick promised Alec. "But don't knock me out. I'm working lunch, and tomorrow we're serving dinners until 3 AM and closing at 4. I'll need all my strength."
"I'm only working my regular hours, so I'll go easy on you," Alec pledged. "I'm joining Marty and Tyler after my gig, and I'll wait for you."
They wrapped themselves up in each other's arms, fondled their partner's cock, and fell asleep that way.
Marty and Tyler did not come to dinner until 10 PM on New Year's Eve. They requested to be seated at a table in Rick's station. When Alec finished his gig, he joined them. The table was beautifully decorated with confetti and noise makers. When a staff member finished his shift, the management allowed them one free drink. Rick took their drink orders and told them that Marty and Tyler's first drinks were on him. When they objected, he winked at them. He also let them know that they had booked the last table turnover for the night, and after dinner they could stay at their table to celebrate the coming of the New Year or they could go to the lounge.
"I think we'll stay here," Tyler said. "You're part of our celebration, Rick."
When the huge crowd began to count down the seconds until midnight, Rick stood by their table. He grabbed Alec and they began to kiss passionately. "I am so lucky," he whispered to Alec, "I have everything I want now."
When Tyler and Marty were finished kissing each other, the four men kissed each other and embraced in a group hug.
"Don't go home tonight," Marty begged. "Sleep in our apartment." They all hugged tighter, which meant a resounding YES.
Alec thought, I have a loving partner, good friends, a roof over my head, and a job. What more could a guy ask for?
They got home that night exhausted, but too excited for sleep. It was decided that Alec and Tyler would sleep together that night, and Marty and Rick would make a pair, since it had been the opposite way the first time the four had made love together. Each of the two couples got each other off in a hot game of sixty nine, and then Marty suggested that they could all four fuck each other, but with two guys in the middle. Obviously one of them would be left out, but that could be remedied later.
Rick drew the short straw. He lay down on his back with his ass at the edge of the bed. Tyler then greased himself up good and entered him. Alec then entered Tyler, and Marty entered Alec. None of them moved for a time as they got used to each other. Marty was the first to move, stroking slowly at first and then a little faster. The others picked up the pace and soon all four were stroking to the same rhythm, with Rick thrusting instead of stroking.
One after the other they came. Rick's prostate was in overdrive, but somehow he managed not to cum, using sheer will power. When at last they separated, Rick put Marty on his back on the bed, and he entered Marty. He had not cum before but he was aching to do so. With Tyler and Alec cheering him on, he came screaming, and gushed up Marty's ass. Marty moaned in pleasure. They lay still for quite awhile before separating. They were now more than satisfied. Each one had cum orally, and each one had cum anally, and each one had enjoyed a cock in his mouth and up his ass. They couldn't think of a better way to celebrate a New Year, and a new life for Alec and Rick.
Alec and Rick returned to their own apartment to shower and sleep, but they all agreed to meet back at Tyler and Marty's for brunch the next day.
At about 11 AM the following morning, Alec and Rick were still asleep when they were awakened by loud knocking on their door. Rick jumped out of bed. "Who is it?" he croaked.
"It's Tyler. Alec has a call from Ryan at The Golden Cockerel," He called through the door, trying not to make too much noise. Alec jumped up. He was shaking and all he could think about was that he was being fired. Without realizing that he was naked, he ran down the hall and grabbed the phone in his friends' living room. Marty was still asleep in the bedroom.
"Alec," Ryan said. "I've got a dilemma. The singer for tonight just called and said that he was fed up singing down here and getting nowhere. He's going back to New York. As you know, we're closed today for lunch, but we are opening for dinner. Do you think you could do dinner and then sing in the lounge after that? Would it be too much for you? The gig in the lounge is $150.00 a night plus whatever tips you make."
"I'm your man," Alec beamed. "I'll see you later, and thanks Ryan."
Alec grabbed Tyler and kissed him. Alec forgot he was naked and Tyler did what comes instinctively. He grabbed Alec's cock and started stroking it. Alec got hard immediately and Tyler fell to his knees. He took Alec into him, and it wasn't long before Alec gushed several streamers down his throat.
"Wow," Alec said. "Thanks for the wake up call."
"Don't mention it," Tyler said. "What are we celebrating?"
"It looks like I'll be playing the lounge on Friday night's."
That night Alec went right from the restaurant to the lounge. Rick said he would have his one free drink, and meet him at home when he was done. Alec played from 10 PM until 2 AM, taking a ten minute break every twenty minutes. On one of his breaks, he was approached by a middle aged man who looked like he was right out of GQ. He really stood out in a crowd of scantily dressed twentyish year olds.
"Hi," the man said. "My name is Curtis James. You have an incredible voice. I work for the Fox affiliate out of Miami. Every year we hold auditions for American Idol. If you are the winner, you can audition first for the show, and not have to wait it out with thousands of others."
Alec had no idea what the man was talking about. "What's American Idol?" he asked in all innocence. Curtis looked at him in astonishment.
"You really don't know?" he asked. Alec was not about to relate to him the circumstances under which he had lived since he was fourteen, and the fact that he hadn't seen a TV show since the night he had been brutally raped by his foster father. Alec just shook his head.
"Well, my handsome young stud," Curtis said, "It's a national singing competition. The winner not only gets a recording contract, but more money than you ever dreamed of. The top ten also tour the country after the competition. Some of the non winners have hit it big also, after having been exposed to the country. Look, here's my card." Curtis reached into his wallet and handed Alec his card. "The local competition is on March 1. The regular auditions begin in the summer. The judges are doing Miami in July. Come to my office on March 1, and I'll personally escort you into the competition studio."
Six homeless years on the streets had made Alec very suspicious. He was just waiting for the man to come on to him in return for offering him this opportunity, but it never happened. Instead the man said, "Let's not talk so much, young man. I just want to hear you sing." Alec stuffed the card into his pocket, and went back to work. By the time he got home that night, he had forgotten all about the card Curtis had given him.
He found Rick fast asleep on top of the covers. He was lying on his back and his limp dick hung down invitingly over his balls. Alec shut the light and got undressed in the near darkness. The room was romantically lit by moonlight. Instead of getting into bed on his side, he stood over Rick, leaned down and took Rick's cock into his mouth. Rick moaned and stirred, but he didn't awaken immediately. After a short time, Alec could tell from Rick's moans, and the way his ass had begun to squirm, that he was awake and fully enjoying Alec's little present. With his usual scream, Rick squirted copiously into Alec's waiting receptacle.
Alec refrained from swallowing. Instead he kissed Rick with open lips and the two lovers shared Rick's juices together. Finally Alec climbed into bed. The two men embraced and fell fast asleep.
They both worked six days a week. Sunday was a day off for each of them. There was no formal entertainment on that day. The restaurant and the lounge both featured karaoke all evening. The Sunday waiters and some of the bartenders were mostly college students who worked part time on Sundays and filled in for ailing regulars when needed. There were a few Sunday mornings when Rick had suggested attending a gay church he had heard about. Rick had been given a very strict religious upbringing. Alec would have none of it. "Nonsense," he called it. He asserted that if God really existed, he would not have taken his father and left him so destitute at such a young age. Instead Sunday mornings were spent cleaning house and doing laundry.
Before putting any clothes in the wash machine, Rick always checked the pockets. He emptied the trousers Alec had worn Friday evening at his gig. He found a few used tissues and a business card. He threw away the tissues and pocketed the business card. He intended to ask Alec what he was doing with the business card of a Fox executive. But now it was his turn to forget about it.
Back in the apartment, Alec was finishing up the house cleaning. They never folded the sofa bed anymore unless they were expecting company. It seems that they were constantly hopping into bed to play. After the laundry and the housework were done, they planned on having brunch out. While the wash machine was churning, they had time for a little horse play. They never passed up an opportunity.
Later on, while they were having Sunday brunch, Rick remembered the card and asked Alec about it. When Alec told him what it was all about, Rick got really excited. He was very familiar with American Idol and he immediately said, "Alec this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. You have to do it. If you don't want to do it for yourself, then do it for us."
The current season of American Idol was half completed. Rick had purchased a Sunday paper and he searched the TV listings for American Idol. They would both be working during the next show, but Marty and Tyler had a TV set and a VCR and Rick intended to ask them to tape the show so Alec could see what it was all about. The show aired Tuesday evening and results were broadcast on Wednesday evening. When Rick told Tyler and Marty why he wanted them to tape the show, they became more excited than Rick. Only Alec remained mistrusting, disbelieving and very blasé.
Tyler and Marty were in school all day Tuesday, but when Rick and Alec got home a little after 10 PM, they all got comfortable in front of the TV set, and Marty inserted the tape into the VCR. After each of the remaining seven contestants had completed their singing, and been mostly bashed by the judges, one or the other of them would say, "Alec, you're much better than that."
When the tape was over, Rick hugged Alec and pleaded, "Do it baby. You have a real shot at it."
"We'll see," Alec answered without much conviction. He kept thinking that life had been pretty cruel to him, and he had no reason to believe he would even make the show. Still, ever since he had met Rick, his fortunes had dramatically improved. Suddenly, he gasped. He distinctly heard a voice whisper in his ear. Do it Alec. It was his father's voice. He would know that voice anywhere. Rick had told him that he had seen a man in their apartment and that it was Alec's father. Alec had scoffed at him and told him to stop drinking.
"What's wrong?" Rick asked him.
"Nothing baby," he answered. "I just decided that I'll audition. What have I got to lose?"
On July 7th, Alec entered the posh hotel in downtown Miami. His guitar hung from it's strap over his shoulder. He had a folder full of credentials, and when he presented them at a check in desk, he was awarded a name tag and the number 12. The pretty girl at the table directed him to a large auditorium. He was to be the twelfth audition among all the other regional winners. He panicked when he saw so many people in the room and the thousands more waiting outside.
I'm crazy, he thought. What the fuck am I doing here?
He was about to bolt out of the room, when a young man stuck his hand out at him and said, "Hey man, how yer doin'? I'm Andy from Delaware." He shook Alec's hand vigorously, and Alec realized he had no visible means of escape. "I won my regional in Philadelphia," Andy continued. "Where are you from?"
Alec's stomach was in knots. He wanted so much to bolt out of there, but he got himself together and sat down next to Andy. "I'm Alec from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida."
"Pleased to meet ya Alec. I'm wishin' you the best of luck. Wouldn't it be great if we both went on to Hollywood?"
"Yeah sure," Alec grumbled. He noted that Andy's number was 11, and he reasoned that Andy would be so good the judges wouldn't even consider him. Alec went into a deep funk and withdrew into himself. Suddenly he could hear Rick in the back of his mind, admonishing him to stay positive. Good old Rick had given him a pep talk before he took the Tri Rail to Miami.
I wish I could stay positive, he thought. Then he heard another voice. This one did not come from the back of his head. This one spoke directly into his ear. "Stop fretting, boy. You're a winner." It was definitely his dad. Alec gave out an involuntary sob.
"What's wrong?" Andy asked. "Do you need help?"
Alec brightened. "No," he said. "I'm fine and dandy. What the hell! We have nothing to lose. Let's relax, have fun, and enjoy the moment." The two young men gave each other a high five.
"Hey Alec," Andy said. "Where are you staying tonight? I've got reservations in a small motel near the airport. My plane leaves tomorrow afternoon, win or lose."
Without thinking, Alec answered. "I'm going home after the audition. If you want to save the motel costs, I can give you a sleeping bag and you can stay with me."
Andy's eyes lit up. "That would be great," he said. Then he hesitated, before he said, "Can I tell you something?"
"Sure."
"I have no motel room. I hitched rides down here and I'll be going back the same way. My family supports me emotionally, but they don't have a pot to pee in to help me out financially. I'm sorry I lied," he added. Poor Andy looked so sad.
"It's OK man," Alec soothed him. "I was homeless and hitched down to Florida from Maine in the winter. I know what it's like to be broke. I was out on the streets from the time I was fourteen until recently." Andy looked like he might cry so Alec put his arm around him and was shocked when Andy put his head on Alec's shoulder. It was an awkward moment so Alec disengaged himself and pulled out his cell phone. He and Rick had invested in cell phone service after earning their first week's bounty of wages and tips.
He dialed Rick who answered on the first ring. "Relax buddy," Alec said. I haven't auditioned yet. Would you please borrow a sleeping bag from Marty and Tyler? I'm bringing home an overnight guest."
"Is he cute?" Rick asked jokingly.
"Adorable. No I won't call you after the audition. You'll have to wait and see."
Hours later, Rick paced up and down. Alec had not called and it was dinner time. He should be home by now. Rick was certain that Alec had failed to make the cut and was reluctant to come home. Suddenly the phone rang. It was Alec.
"We're on the train," he said, "I'll tell you all about it when I get home." Rick was relieved, but it bothered him that he could not read yes or no in Alec's tone.
On the train Alec decided to tell Andy about his living arrangements, lest he be shocked later, run out, and have no place to go.
"Andy, I gotta tell you something," Alec began. "I'm gay and I have a partner. We sleep nude. You are still welcome to sleep over in a sleeping bag, but if that grosses you out, you can get off the train in Ft Lauderdale. At least you'll be thirty miles closer to home, that is, if you are still heading north."
"No problem, Alec," Andy responded. "I've often wondered what and how you gay guys get yourself off. Can I watch?"
Alec was stunned, and he felt a jolt in his groin. "I think it would be a turn on for me, but I'd have to leave it up to Rick."
"Fair enough," Andy responded. They sat in silence the rest of the trip.
When they entered the apartment, Alec took Andy's knapsack and put it in the closet. The little kitchen table was set for three, and a bridge chair was squeezed in at the table. Alec introduced Andy to Rick, who remembering Tyler's first greeting, hugged Andy instead of shaking his hand.
"Watch it stud," Alec said. "Andy's straight."
"Oops, sorry," Rick muttered.
"No need to be sorry. You didn't do anything wrong or make me feel uncomfortable,"
Andy said, and he gave Rick another hug.
"Enough bullshit," Rick suddenly yelled. "What the hell happened? Tell me before I bust."
"Sit down," Alec ordered. "I'm afraid I have bad news." Rick's jaw dropped. Alec continued. "You will have to be alone for however long it takes me to be eliminated from the competition, and if I make the top ten, you'll have to be alone while I'm on tour. Are you badly upset?" he asked and broke out laughing.
Rick jumped up and started to kiss Alec passionately with an open mouth. The two of them erected immediately and ground their cocks together. Then Rick remembered Andy, who was smiling at them and had his hand on his heart. "So sorry," Rick said.
"Never be sorry to have someone to love. There's not enough love in this world," Andy said. He buried his head in his hands and started to cry. Rick and Alec immediately embraced him. His shoulders were heaving, and when finally he calmed down, Rick said, "I made a beef stew guys. How about it?"
Andy and Alec went separately to the bath room to wash up. Rick could see that Andy was trying to slow down, but he was eating like he hadn't eaten in weeks. Alec caught Rick's eyes and thoughts. He nodded and Rick knew that he was right.
They were just cleaning up, when there was a knock at the door. Marty and Tyler burst in and were surprised to see a third party in the room. They quickly recovered and demanded to know what had happened. Fearing that Alec would toy with them, Rick yelled out, "He's going to Hollywood." Are you guys going to make sure I won't get blue balls while he's gone?" They all laughed except Andy. He was unused to such talk, and he blushed a deep crimson.
After Tyler and Marty were introduced to Andy, Rick said, "Oh my God, Andy, I am so sorry. I never asked about you."
Andy smiled broadly. "I'm going to Hollywood with Alec. We asked, and we can room together. Isn't that great?"
"Do you guys want to join us at your place of employment tonight?" Tyler asked.
"No we took the day off and we'd better leave it that way," Alec said. "It's been a rough day and we just all want to relax. Besides I've got lots to talk to Andy about. You guys go on and we'll catch you tomorrow."
"OK, but don't the three of you start playing without us," Tyler quipped.
"Andy's straight so mind your tongues. In fact keep them in your mouths," Alec quipped. Tyler looked embarrassed and Marty hit him on the shoulder.
After they left, the three men sat down at the table. They sensed that Alec wanted to talk. He did, but he seemed to be addressing Rick.
"Rick honey," he began (Andy raised his eyebrows. He wasn't used to one man calling another, honey.) "Andy is broke, and he would have to hitch hike home. If he's willing, and doesn't mind sleeping on the floor in a sleeping bag, I'd like to ask him to stay with us until we leave for Hollywood." Before Rick could answer, Alec continued, this time addressing Andy.
"Andy, I'm pretty sure we can get you a job where we work. Have you ever waited on tables?"
"Many times," came the answer.
"Would you mind if it was in a gay bar? You're a hunk, and are apt to be hit on. Would that bother you?"
"I don't know," Andy answered. "It has never happened to me."
"So what's your answer?" Alec asked. Andy looked at Rick, who nodded and smiled. Rick's only thought was that now he and Alec had a chance to pay it forward for the kindness shown them by Tyler and Marty.
Andy nodded with tears in his eyes. "I swear I'll pay you for my room and board as soon as I can,"
"I know you will, Andy," Alec said. "Now we have one more hurdle." He looked at Rick. "I told Andy that we sleep nude and that since we live in one room, he will have to put up with us making love whenever the mood strikes us." Rick looked stunned. "Furthermore," Alec continued, "he said he'd like to watch. It would be a turn on for me. How about you?"
"Jerk," Rick said. "You should know by now that whatever turns you on, turns me on. Are you really Ok with this Andy?"
"Damn straight," Andy said. Then realizing how that came out, he laughed and said, "Oops." Everyone laughed.
"I've got one more confession," Andy said, looking at Alec. "I told you that I am straight, and I'm sure I am, but I'm a virgin. I have never slept with a woman either. I only know I'm straight because of the way I feel about girls, and when I jack off I fantasize about the opposite sex."
"That's Ok with me," Alec said. "I am not bigoted against straights." Once again they all laughed.
"All this talk about sex has made me hot," Rick said. "I'm going to the bathroom first and getting ready for bed." In a flash, he disappeared into the bathroom while Andy and Alec got the sleeping bag ready.
"Please. Let's put it on your side of the bed," Andy requested. " It seems right seeing as how we are going to be room mates."
Moments later Rick came out of the bathroom. He was naked and fully erect. It was only natural for Andy to check him out and say, "Wow."
As Rick sat down on the bed on top of the covers, he said, "Save your wows. Wait until you see Alec." In a short time Alec joined Rick on the bed.
"You don't have to sleep nude like us," Alec said. "Do whatever you are comfortable with."
Andy went into the bathroom. He took much longer than Rick and Alec because he treated his body to a very long shower. He hadn't done more than wash himself in rest stops for several days. When he came out of the bathroom he was naked, but unlike Rick and Alec, he was flaccid.
"You're a wow yourself," Rick said. He turned off the bedside lamp. The room was not plunged into darkness. Moonlight bathed the small apartment.
"Are you sure I can watch?" Andy asked.
"Absolutely," they both answered.
Rick threw himself on top of Alec and they began a duel of tongues. They ground their cocks together and twisted and moaned. They couldn't see, of course, but Andy was beginning to get hard. He was shocked at what was happening to him, but made no attempt to turn away. Instead he began to stroke his cock slowly.
Rick worked his way down Alec's body until he reached his cock. He licked the underside of Alec's shaft a few times, and then turned into a sixty-nine position. They began to suck each other and Andy got harder and stroked faster. He was surprised that they stopped and didn't get themselves off. Minutes later he knew why. Alec took a tube of lube from the bedside table and generously greased Rick's ass and his own cock. Rick was on his back. He raised his legs and Alec placed his cock at the entry to Rick's love hole. He began to push in and he entered effortlessly. With Andy watching, Alec was so turned on, he came quickly and Rick was so hot, he did also. Rick's cum coated his stomach and Alec's cum was trying to seep out of Rick's ass.
Andy was shocked when his two hosts started to lick Rick's cum off his body and swallow it. Andy was so lost in lust, he had no idea what he was doing. He was standing over them desperately whacking off, trying to attain some relief. Alec saw him first. He pushed Andy's hand away and devoured Andy's cock in his mouth. When Rick was aware of what was going on, he got out of bed, and approached Andy from the rear. At first he thought he would fuck him, but he thought better of it and started to lick Andy's crack. Every time his mouth made a slight entry, Andy moaned and his whole body shivered. He came gushing stream after stream into Alec's mouth. Alec wasn't sure if he should, but he stood up and kissed Andy, passing Andy's cum into his own mouth. It came as a pleasant surprise that Andy kissed back, and swallowed what was offered him.
The three men lay down on the bed.
"That was awesome," Andy said. "I had no idea."
"You ain't seen nothing yet," Alec said. After we recover somewhat, and maybe have a drink, Rick is going to fuck me. Keep your eyes open novice. You might learn a thing or two."
Andy reached out and fondled Alec first and then Rick. "I've never felt anyone's cock but my own before this," he said. "It feels so nice, so soft on the out side, and so hard on the inside. Thank you guys, thank you."
Rick reached for Andy's cock and it got instantly hard. "Would you like to try a little more gay sex?" Rick asked him.
"Absolutely," Andy answered. "At last, I'm not a virgin any more."
"Technically you are," Alec corrected him. "How would you like to be the lucky guy in the middle?"
Andy may have been a virgin, but he knew instantly what Alec meant.
"Take my virginity," Andy said. "Take all of it."