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Subject: Hollywood East, Chapter Two Sorry I have been on hiatus. Sometimes the struggle to write is too much. But then I get the itch and I can’t stop. My stories all start out slow. I like to meet the characters first and then have them fuck. Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate./donate.html I lose interest in writing when you lose interest in reading. (Hence the hiatus on “Wrong Side of the Tracks”) Let me know how I’m doing! Love it when you guys tell me your cocks are dripping while you’re reading the stories. Smelling your own funk from your pits or finger banging your holes. It keeps me ail. Thanks for the continued support. Please check out my other stories listed at the end of this chapter! All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more. Giving Florida another shot in this one. Live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short. Hollywood East, taking place in Hollywood Florida Where we left them:: “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck…..Jesus….” Cory sounded off. Feeling like his ass was being wrecked. Logan was just rubbing Cory’s head and shoulders with a big grin on his face aimed at his uncle. It didn’t take long for Scott to blow a load into Cory’s guts. Cory welcomed it, working his ass muscles around Scott’s cock to get every last drop. Cory was only half hard but he became rigid fast when Logan put his legs up around him and slid down. Logan was going to be a demanding bottom and Cory wasn’t upset by it. Soon Logan worked Cory’s cock into him. Scott just stayed on his knees behind the boys watching Cory start to fuck his nephew. Or son. Depending on what story you wanted to believe. Soon Cory gave Logan another load, “I love you you fucking slut” he whispered into Logan’s ear. “Right back at ya.” Logan answered. “I think this calls for getting more baked boys!” Scott said behind them. “Hell yeah!” Cory said, “Let’s stay in here man. I want to get all cozy and shit. But I’ll get more beer first!” He then got up to head to the fridge. After Cory left Scott said to Logan, “He’s a fucking keeper man. Hope it works out for you.” “I don’t have any doubts right now.” Logan said. Chapter Two:: Scott stayed with them until Sunday evening. By then the guys were so familiar with each other’s bodies that nothing was left untouched. It was the sort of weekend that Cory knew he couldn’t do very often but he missed times like this all the same. Sex, pot and beer. Just like in the Marines, he cherished weekends like this, but work and the gym always came first. There would definitely be some recovery time needed. Thankfully all three guys agreed on that. Sunday afternoon Logan decided to go out by the pool and left Scott and Cory snuggling in bed. Just before he left the room he looked back and grinned. He wasn’t jealous at all. He needed both of them. He was totally head over heels in love with Cory and his Uncle was a part of him. The fact that the two of them got on so well was icing on the cake. He even saw the intimacy between them. As they heard the sliding glass door slide open and close Scott turned to Cory and said, “Am I still a spare?” then grinned at his new friend. “You’re part of the set bro. I can’t express the feelings I have for your nephew enough. He’s pretty much the whole package. But I don’t think I want to give this up either. You rock both Logan’s and I’s world.” Cory said as he reached for Scott and brought him in to make out with him a bit. The make out session ended up with Cory fucking Scott for only the second time that weekend. Scott was a confirmed top but would do anything for this new friend of his. The brooding stud was one of the few that could get him to spread his legs without even asking. Happily taking his load. “I don’t think my nephew is the only one smitten right now bro. I don’t think I could give this up either. This big fucking cock in my hole. I don’t take cock often but I could get used to this. I just hope I don’t ruin anything between the two of you.” “I doubt that will happen man. You love Logan?” Cory asked. “More than an uncle should. I’ve been in love with him for a couple of years. As much as I’m in love with his father, my brother. I didn’t want to get in Logan’s way though.” Scott confessed breathlessly while Cory kept up his assault on his hole. “So you agree you can be in love with more than one person?” Cory asked as he almost pulled his cock all the way out and then plunged back into his current lover. “Fuck! You feel so good in me. Yes…you can. Love is a little different for everyone involved. But I feel in love. In love with Travis. He’s my long term. Wanted to grow old with him. Distance isn’t fair. Hopefully we can change that someday soon. In love with Logan. Uggh fuck….fuck….hurts so fucking good.”, Scott cried out as Cory went deep. “Keep going bro, in love with Logan…” Cory kissed Scotts neck and licked his chin as he continued to fuck him. “In love with Logan. My young bride.”, he chuckled, “Keeps me young and horny as fuck. Love to share him because it makes him so happy. I would do anything to make him happy. And I protect him. He’s my responsibility. It’s not an uncle’s love. I think about him when I shouldn’t.” Scott answered. “Are you jealous of me? Am I taking him away? And what about Hank?” Cory asked. His love making was consistent. Moving in and out of Scott while they talked. The most intimate type of conversation he ever had. “You are my new best friend bro. You’re like the soul mate of friends. With benefits. Sharing our love for Logan makes me love you too. Not jealous in the least bit. Horny for you as much as I am for Logan. Is being in love with a third guy possible?” Scott grunted out. “Maybe. We’ll have to see. But you are a part of us now. It happened fast. I was so cautious before. Then Logan rocked my world and then brought you to me. Part of our set. What about Hank?” Cory really wanted to know the dynamics of this family. His new family. “Hank is his own guy. He’ll fuck anything with a hole. But he’s going to end up carrying on the family name. Bet he’s married with three kids in less than ten years. Nice cock and he’s not afraid to use it. Nothing we do will offend him but he won’t be all in either. He likes to fuck to get off and then move on. He’s the straightest out of all of us.” Scott explained while Cory kissed and licked his neck. His cock slowly teasing Scott’s hole. “Cool. So, just to be clear, I’ll be sharing Logan with you and Travis, I’ll be sharing you with Logan and Travis, and will be having Hank and his family over for the holidays.” Cory chuckled. “Fuck yeah. I hope so. You’ll like Travis. He’s a pig like us, man. Now please cum in me so I can absorb your load dude. I fucking need it.” Scott said before he started to tongue fuck Cory’s mouth again. The last part of their fuck session was intense. Cory started to fuck Scott hard and when they came, they came together. Cory pushed Scott’s load out of him when he made his final assaults. Right after they came Cory found Scott’s mouth and kissed him hard. “Fucking love you too brother.” Cory said. Scott whimpered a bit and said, “You better.” Then they felt the bed move and Logan was next to them. “I love the two of you too. You guys make me so happy.” “How much did you hear?” Cory asked, sort of not wanting to hear the answer, because he knew that their love making was intense. He didn’t want to hurt Logan in the least bit. “Most of it. I’m in love with both of you also. I’m just happy I don’t have to give up Scott to be with you Cory. This is where I want to be, with my two men.” Logan said as he pulled them to him. “What about Travis?” Scott asked. “Then we’ll be a complete set, won’t we? All four wheels.” Logan answered. “You sure babe?” Cory asked, thinking about how his father would fit in when he got out. But he had a feeling now he wouldn’t fit in. How loyal was he to the man? He used Cory and then killed his mother. Was that love? He’s been questioning it for a while now. The control he had over Cory. But especially since he and Logan became what they are in the past few days. Hell, he’s been questioning it since Logan moved in. Didn’t want his father to fuck up the roommate dynamic. “As long as you’re sure. Yes.” Logan answered before he kissed Cory deeply. And then, just like he was reading Cory’s thoughts, Logan asked, “What about your dad?” Scott hadn’t heard about Cory’s dad yet so he raised his left eyebrow waiting for the response. “We’ll just play that by ear babe. But I don’t think that will work out. That was a different time and things have changed.” Cory answered. Logan thought he understood but now Scott was curious. He would just have to wait until Cory filled him in. He wasn’t going to ask Cory or Logan. Just before Scott left the bedroom for the last time Sunday he turned to Cory and asked, “What’s with the door with the bolt on it?” Cory just answered matter of fact, “It was my Gran’s office. I’ve never opened it. I have a key around here someplace but haven’t been curious enough yet. I might some day. I just need to get over the feeling that I might be intruding.” “I get it. You should do it when it feels right.” Scott said with a smile on his face and then gave Cory a peck on the lips. “Happy Logan has you man. You şişli travesti guys are perfect for each other. Well, I guess I’m happy we both have you.”, he grinned shyly. “And you’re perfect for both of us. And just me. You will always be at home with us, with me.” Cory said before Scott went on his way. Scott wanted to be fresh and ready for Monday morning. And just as Scott was turning towards the door Cory said, “I’ll need you soon for something else as well Scott. If we are going to be best friends. I’ll need your help to get through some stuff. With Logan, and you.” Scott looked at him weird for a second wondering what it might be and then just said, “We already are best friends bro. I got you. When you’re ready.” He gave Cory another kiss and then left. A month later, after work on Friday, Logan was entering the gate by the pool off of the driveway. His uncle would be showing up later. Weekend with his two guys has been awesome so far. He just wished Scott lived with them full time. But he wasn’t ready yet. But he did show up once or twice during the week. Not being able to stay away from his two men for a whole week. Just as he entered he heard Cory going off inside the living room. He had sort of a clear shot of Cory. Naked with a beer in his hand and the phone in his other hand. Looking angry and sexy as fuck at the same time. But Logan somehow knew to stay under the radar for the moment. “I don’t care all that much about the money Mr. Diaz.” Cory was saying, then paused, “Yes, Roberto, sorry. But I just wanted to do it on my own. Besides the house being paid for of course.” another pause, “Well when he gets out I guess he can live here or do what he wants. He’ll have plenty of….yes, I know I got the bulk of it but he has enough to go somewhere if he wants.” pause, Cory was pacing the floor at this point looking frustrated, “Oh, yeah, I guess that makes sense. Two years, eh?” pause, “I didn’t think of probation or the half-way house.” pause, “Well, yeah, why wouldn’t he live here?” pause, “I guess I’m not really thinking, maybe you’re right.” pause, “He said that? What the fuck! How did you find that out?” Pause, “Well fuck, I guess I have to think. I don’t know. They really think that’s necessary?” extended pause, “Ok, I will, Ok Mr….er, Roberto, I will think about it. But invest it how you’d like. I mean Gran trusted you and it’s her money.” pause, “Well, yeah, I guess. Mine. But I promise I will give it more consideration.” pause, “Well, when you put it that way I guess it is my responsibility. But now that you’ve made me think more about him and my responsibilities, or lack of responsibilities, to him I’m not sure what to do. I guess having him move here would be impossible now. He probably would still be able to control me anyway, besides the other stuff. That would be dangerous for Gran’s legacy.” pause, “I understand Roberto. You are changing the way I am thinking. I mean, I’m not going to change my lifestyle, but I will be more responsible with Gran’s money. She was too good to me.” pause, “Yes, thank you Roberto. I will come in on Monday. How about 1 PM. I’ll work in the morning.” pause, “Yes, I work! That’s why I don’t draw on the money. I told you I just wanted to do it on my own for a while. Maybe longer. I don’t know. I just don’t want to rely on Gran.” pause, “I will, I promise. I’ll see you on Monday. Yes, at one. Yes, he will be there as well.” Pause, “Yes, I know it all has to change. I’m not happy about it but you’ve given me little choice. Make sure the license is ready. I’d like it taken care of immediately now. I got to go. This is giving me a headache. We’ll talk Monday.” Cory then ended the call. While Cory was on the call Logan had stripped off and sat out by the pool not wanting to interrupt. He was dying for a brew but he just stayed in the background until Cory finished. But, since Cory had left the sliding glass door all the way open, he heard everything from Cory’s side of the conversation. He didn’t know what it all meant but there was obviously more to Cory than he knew about. But then again, this house was not exactly a normal middle class home. It was in an upscale neighborhood and had all the amenities of a home belonging to at least an upper middle class family, if not one that was teetering on rich. But he never really thought about it. The story was that his grandmother left him the house. He never thought beyond that. He never even considered how she might have afforded the house. After Cory ended the call he went and put his empty bottle in the kitchen and retrieved two fresh beers. He walked out to where he knew Logan was. “Here babe, you could have gotten one you know.”, Then he bent down to quickly kiss Logan. “I didn’t know if you knew I was here. I didn’t want to interrupt. It sounded sort of intense.” Logan said as he accepted the bottle of beer. “Yeah, I saw you come in.” Cory smiled at Logan and then gave him another peck on the lips. “I’m sorry. But, I guess I overheard your conversation, I didn’t know what to do so I just sat out here quietly.” Logan admitted while Cory let his eyes linger over the compact stud’s muscular torso. “Do you want me to tell Scott to wait till tomorrow to come over? You want me to go over there?” “Nothing to be sorry about. If I was worried about you hearing anything I would have told you I needed privacy and closed the door. I don’t have anything to hide from you.” Cory said as he sat on the patio table chair next to Logan. “And absolutely not. I want both of you here. I wish Scott would just move in already. I love having you both with me.” “Ok, but…Well, from what I heard you might have been keeping some stuff from me though. Do you want to tell me about it? I mean, you don’t have to, but I sort of heard some stuff and it’s kind of confusing.” Logan said, almost sounding a little hurt. “But I understand if it’s none of my business.” “Well, that’s the problem. It is totally your business. We agreed to take each other just as we are. The messed up sluts that we are.” Cory then chuckled a bit, Logan did too, “We agreed that that doesn’t bother us. I told you about my dad and his prison sentence and I didn’t scare you away. But the part about my Gran and her family. I just never thought about telling it right away. I thought there was time just to enjoy this. I wasn’t trying to keep it from you. I just try to live without it. But, I love you and you need to know. Scott needs to know. Especially now. And we also have to discuss my dad. We definitely can’t have him move in or contact us in any way.” Cory then got quiet and had a serious look on his face. Logan thought for a moment and then said, “Tell me when you want to tell me or when you’re comfortable. Start with whatever you feel you can. I don’t need to know right now.” “Well, yeah you do. Dad’s getting out next week and is going into a halfway house. He’ll be there 90 days I think. Then he has to find somewhere to live. It just can’t be here. We’ll have to discuss where we are going to live too.” Cory said, making Logan look at him in surprise. “You mean leave here?” Logan asked in sort of shock. “I thought your Gran left this to you. Where you lived with her.” “She did and it is. She lived here so that I could go to high school here. And then when I went into the Marines she just decided to stay here. But, she did spend time at her other properties.” Cory said. “Other properties? What happened to those? How many?” Logan’s head was reeling. There seemed to be a lot more to Cory than Logan could have ever imagined. “Three. They are still part of the estate. Well four really, including this one. I just wanted to make it on my own and I picked this one to live in. I pay all the bills to keep it going but it does belong to me now. Along with the others. But the others are maintained by the estate. Which is also mine. My grandmother changed her will after I was born to include me. My father, however, was troubled from the time he was a teen till he went to prison. Gran didn’t see much hope for him. So, she changed it again. But she didn’t cut him out completely. He inherited five from her and it’s been sitting in an account earning interest all these years.” “Five?” Logan asked, confused. “Million” Cory answered. He felt exposed for the first time in a long time. He hoped he was doing the right thing bringing Logan in like this. He never has brought someone in before. This is the first time. But everything with Logan feels right. But then he saw Logan’s face and the shock it betrayed. He then said, “Look, ok. Probably enough for now. You look a bit white.” Cory chuckled a bit to ease the tension. “What? I think you need to come clean. What world am I living in?” Logan asked. “Oil or something?” His entire existence has been lower middle class bordering on white trash. He’s now learning that the man he fell in love with seems to be from another class all together. Not just a poor construction worker. Well, a hot poor construction worker that rocks his world. “Mostly shipping, logistics and other shit. I’m not even sure of it all. Gran wanted me to be more involved but I never wanted it. I just wanted to be a normal dude. My dad was the same way. But he was a bit more crazy than me. Well, a lot more crazy. He used drugs and drank on top of it. And I don’t mean like a blunt every now and beylikdüzü travesti then like us. He used heavy shit. And drank like a fish. Mostly vodka. She gave up on him being the figure head long ago. And now it would be impossible with the murder in his past.” Cory said, but then he saw it. The recognition in Logan’s eyes. “Shipping tycoons son murders wife.” Logan said, repeating the headlines from years ago. “Holy fuck. You’re the teenager that was left behind. I was like 8 or something but I remember my parents talking about it and it was always on the news for a while. I really can’t believe I remember it.” “My name was always out of the papers since I was a minor. I took my grandmother’s maiden name and changed schools. I’ve been under the radar ever since. The minute I even walk into the company I’ll be exposed again. My grandmother knew that and let me stay in the background. But the time is coming soon that I will have to decide what to do with my part of the company.” “Your part?” Logan said. “I own the largest number of shares. But the company has a CFO and a CEO as figurehead. I don’t know much about the company so all I would be is a figurehead as well. I never had any passion for it and my father had less. Obviously.” “Ok, as I’m swallowing this all, why are you telling me now? What has changed?” Logan asked. “It’s obvious from the call that something has changed. Because your father is getting out? Or are you telling me only because I heard some of it?” “Well, I was eventually going to tell you everything soon. I was working up to it. I’ve been so private for so long that I needed to work up to it. I hope you understand. But, trust me, I’m in it for the long haul with you. I hope you feel the same.” Cory said. “Yesterday I was in it for the long haul. Today I’m working up to it. This is a lot!” Logan said. “Fair enough. I hope you work up to it soon, if you are going to. I won’t hold anything back again. You should know. I’ll be honest. It will be a bumpy ride when it comes out. And my father is going to force it to come out. Just with his release from prison. The story will be fresh again. Hit the tabloids.” Cory said quietly. “That’s a good start, not holding anything back. I know I’m young and naive about a lot of shit. My uncle told me I was sort of a himbo, but he meant it in a loving way, I think. And that’s what I sort of thought of you. My big, strong hot man who was a bit naive of the world. I thought we fit together perfectly. But we’re not really alike, are we?” Logan asked. “Opposites attract. I love you Logan. My other world has nothing to do with it.” Cory demanded. “I know you really do think that but I’ll need some time to adjust to the idea. I promise I’ll work up to it. I love you too. And I think it’s worth it. Can you really take a white trash boy like me into your world?” Logan asked. “You’re not white trash babe. Living in the life and being are not the same thing. You are smarter than you like other’s to know. And I would be proud to bring you into any world. I think your dad set you up with some values along the way. You’re kind and considerate and you have manners. I’ll never be ashamed to have you with me. So put that out of your head right from the beginning. Besides, look at me. You think I’m going to be wearing an Armani anytime soon?” Cory asked. Logan thought for a moment and then said, “If you did, you should just wear the jacket without a shirt. Just the suit pants and jacket. Barefoot. That I would get fucked by.” Logan smirked. “Sweaty fucking muscular chest inside that expensive open jacket. Your arms filling the sleeves. I wouldn’t be the only one worshipping you.” “Well, if you’re going to worship me I could wear a suit.” Cory grinned, “I may buy one just for the role play. But, I doubt I’d wear it in public.”, Then Cory looked over at Logan with an amused face, “Worship, eh?” “Fuck you. Don’t get a big head. You already know I sort of worship your ass anyway. Everytime I fucking look at you the nerves in my boy cunt go all crazy and shit.” Logan said, acting annoyed. “Just my ass? Not my big ass cock?” Cory laughed, “I won’t let it go to my head babe. Besides, I sort of worship that boy cunt of yours. So we may be even. You drive me crazy every day that ends in ‘Y’.” Cory reached over and caressed Logan’s cheek and chin. “Corny fucker. I do fucking love you. Not going to lie. I may have to swallow a lot of shit you told me and are about to tell me but I’m not going to pretend that I don’t have it bad for you. So now tell me why we have to leave this house.” Logan said. “My father. That’s why. Roberto told me that upon his release the security agency is going to be on high alert. They want us to move to the penthouse in Miami Beach. The apartment has limited access and we can still have freedom to roam around the neighborhood since he doesn’t know where we are. My father doesn’t know about it. My grandmother bought it after he went to prison. He has no way of knowing what she owned unless he knew about it before he left. He doesn’t have access to her past anymore. Or access to my holdings. They are only going to give him access to his own money.” Cory explained. He had a pained look on his face though. “Two questions.” Logan said and Cory nodded, “One, why an apartment? It will feel sort of cooped up won’t it? We’re so used to living out here. I’ll miss this.” “The ‘apartment’ is over 7300 square feet. Penthouse. It has a swimming pool, a garden and an artificial lawn all with a Mediterranean look or facade. It’s completely private. We could have a total pig sex party up there and no one would know as it has a private elevator. It is also one block from the beach and you can see for miles out into the ocean. I actually love it there but I have never lived there. We’ve been letting VIP’s use it up until now. They’ve cancelled all the reservations from here on out. It’s being prepared for our arrival. Next?” Cory asked. “Um…shit, what the actual fuck? This can’t be happening. You never even showed any signs of having what you have or knowing what you do. You always act like a normal dude. You act like a straight blue collar dude that’s broke all the time.” Logan said. “When you live with such a big secret for a lot of years it’s easy to turn it off completely. What else do you want to know?” Cory asked. “You never said why we had to leave in the first place. And you said they said ‘we’. And then you said, ‘the security agency’, like it’s normal to have a security agency tell you to move.” Logan was looking at Cory with saucer eyes. Cory grinned a bit taking in Logan’s astonishment. He had lived with it in the back of his mind since he was a child. He never really imagined what it would be like to tell someone. “The security agency belongs to the company. They mostly protect the company’s assets.” “And you’re a company asset.” Logan said while letting out a deep sigh. Slowly coming to the realization that his lover was someone very important. “And since the company asset loves you, you have become a company asset as well. They had you checked out before we officially became roommates. But the gay thing never came up. I thought you were totally straight and I went even deeper in the closet around you.” Cory explained. “That’s funny. I never hid who I was. But I never advertised it either. And, I hate to tell you, I figured you out. So they know I’m your roommate. Ok, so why would they move the roommate?” Logan was obviously confused. “They know you’re not just a roommate. I had assets moved into your name in case anything ever happened to me. You’re in my will, I had it changed about a week ago. I wanted you to be set. I disclosed our relationship with Roberto, the money manager, so there would not be any questions. So, in answer to your question, we are both company assets and are to be moved to protect both of us. From my father.” Cory answered. “Fuck. Ok, but why from your father? I thought he had a thing for you, like a love thing.” Logan asked. “More like a sexual obsession. But, it obviously isn’t love. Due to the fact that he is a liability they have been keeping track of him and taping some of his conversations. Seems he doesn’t like the way the inheritance went. He, of course, was the next in line. But Gran changed the will. I was the sole heir. He got his five million. It was all a shut case. The word is that he is trying to have me harmed in some way to try and take back the inheritance. But it wouldn’t work.” Cory said. “Why?” Logan asked in reflex. He was totally amazed. “Gran had a provision put in that if I died the shares that I own would be turned over to the company unless I have heirs. Now part of those would go to you. I had all my assets going to charity, well before you, now I have all my assets also going to you with some money going to charity. So if he killed me you would be a very rich man. So he will try to control you too once he finds that out.” Cory explained. “You’re shitting me. Why the fuck would you give me that much? Not that I know what sort of wealth you have. But I at least know it’s more than five million.” Logan was shaking. His savings account was the only portfolio he has and it is only just above seven thousand. “All in due time babe. But I sort of have put you in a bind. I knew bringing you into my life would have consequences for istanbul travesti you. I just never thought my father was that fucked up. Well, I guess the whole murdering my mom thing should have given me a heads up. Look. Money for you would be life changing, yes, but I never thought you would be in danger. I’m sorry babe.” Cory said. “We are going into the company on Monday afternoon to take care of everything. We are going to have to shutter the house after that and move to Miami Beach. Are you ok with that? Otherwise we’ll have to pick somewhere else to go. We can’t stay here and it has to be someplace he doesn’t know about.” “I guess. I mean, you are still the same guy I fell for, right?” Logan asked with a far away look in his eyes. “Absolutely babe. Well, that brings me to one final question. Can I fly in your father and your brother next weekend? I”ll have to talk to Scott as well. Make sure he’s ok with everything. I mean I love him almost as much as I love you.” Cory asked. “Um, sure, why though? Why do you need to talk to Scott?” Logan asked, confused. “For a small wedding next weekend. I’d like him to be my best man. After we go to the office Monday we just have to stop by the courthouse and pick up the license. The lawyers have already got the ball rolling. We have to hurry up before our crazy governor outlaws that too.” Cory said with a grin. “Who’s wedding? What license.” Logan asked. “Ours.” Cory grinned. “You want to marry me?” Logan asked. Cory thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head. “Absolutely. But don’t worry. You can still fuck whoever you want. As long as you remember you’re mine and you always come home.” Cory said. “I just hope Scott doesn’t take it the wrong way. If I had my way I would marry both of you.” “Marry both of us?” Scott grinned as he came through the gate, “That would be fun but I think we’d be breaking all sorts of laws. Especially in this backward crazy ass state. What’s going on?” All Scott had on was gym shorts. Very short gym shorts that were a white onion skin. Not something you could wear in public. The cloth made it blurry but you could see everything. He was also barefoot and just had his keys and phone in his hands. Cory looked up at Scott and gave him a loving grin but then let out a heavy sigh. “I’m afraid it’s not going to be all fun this weekend bro. We need to have a serious talk. So no blunts till later. Ok?” “Oh oh, what did my nephew do?” he chuckled nervously. He had no idea what he just walked into. But he shed his shorts regardless since the other two were naked. Cory laughed a bit and said, “He’s an angel. A pig, but an angel. It’s not him. It’s me. Let me get you a beer. Actually I’ll bring out a bucket. Give me a minute.” As Cory went into the house Scott turned to Logan, “What’s going on baby bro? Everything ok with the two of you?” “It’s pretty heavy but, yeah, I think everything is fine. I’ll let Cory tell you. I’m still in a bit of shock so I don’t want to get it wrong. Trust me though. He loves us both, a lot. And I’m still fucking crazy about him. And you. So nothing has changed as far as that goes, much anyway.” Logan said. Cory came back out with a bucket of Budweiser cans and ice. He passed one out to Scott and then to Logan and then sat down at the patio table with them. For the next thirty minutes he told Scott everything, including about the murder and his father’s fucked up love for him. The sex and everything in between. Then he told him about the money and his Gran. About the family’s legacy. How he hoped to just put it behind him for as long as possible but that was no longer viable. His eyes were looking at the bucket of beer the whole time he talked. Not wanting to see Scott’s reaction. Scott was never even told about his father much less everything else. But Scott sat there patiently waiting for Cory to finish. Logan just sat there reliving the story all over again and having the same reaction. “…so that’s why I need to make sure Logan and I are safe. I’d like to marry him to make sure there is no question of his inheritance and I want you to join us as well. I’ve made provisions in the will for you as well as setting up an account for you. Your mortgage is gone. I had Roberto clean that up last week. Just because I want to marry Logan doesn’t make you any less part of this relationship, if you’ll still have us, me.” Scott didn’t say anything. He just got up and went to where he dropped his shorts. He picked them up and Cory thought he was going to leave. But he just pulled a blunt out of the pocket with a lighter. “Can I do this now?” Cory nodded. Scott sat back down on his chair and lit it up. He took a deep toke and then another before passing it to Logan, “Here little bro. You look like you need this more than I do.” Then he smiled at Logan and brushed the side of his hair. In a very loving and protective manner. Then Scott turned to Cory, “Logan told me about your dad and mom. The incident. A couple of weeks ago. It took me a while but I realized who you were a few days later. I’m older so I remember the news a bit better. I didn’t say anything to Logan because it was your story to tell. Same reason I didn’t say anything to you. I love and respect you enough to give you your privacy. Since your last name is your grandmother’s maiden name it didn’t take much of a search on the internet to put it all together. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I knew because I didn’t want you to think that either one of us was here for anything more than just you.” a tear escaped Scott’s eye and ran down his cheek. He didn’t want to lose Logan or Cory at all. It’s the happiest he’s been all his life. “Fuck, brother. I’m the one who should be apologizing. I’m bringing you into the shit show of my life. I don’t have any doubt about the way you feel. But thank you for telling me how much you know.” Cory got up and went over to Scott and squatted down next to him. “I’m in love with the little shit sitting next to you and I want to marry him. But I’m in love with my best friend as well. Now that I’ve had both of you in my life I don’t see how I can live without either one of you.” “Fuck bro. I love you too. More than you can even imagine. You have turned my life upside down. And having Logan a part of it is so special. Whatever you want from me you got it. I don’t ask anything in return. It was sweet of you to take care of my mortgage but I really don’t need anything from you. You got me.” Scott said. “I want you to be my best man. So when the three of us are standing up there we will know that we are marrying each other. To others it will just be Logan and I but, trust me, you will be included. In my mind at least. And I think in Logan’s as well.” Cory said. Then Logan spoke up, “Can dad be my best man?” Then he grinned. Cory turned to look at him. He knew what Logan was asking. It was exactly what he just explained to Scott. “I guess we need to fly them in a bit early to get acquainted. If the four of us are going to mean that much to each other. I know how he feels about the two of you from what you’ve told me but are you sure he would buy into this?” He opened his arms and gestured around him. “He would worry about you accepting the relationship with the three of us. He’s a lot like you.” Scott explained. “I have no doubt the two of you will hit it off instantly. I sort of told him all about you and Logan anyway. I also told him how I fit in. He wanted to know what that meant for him and I. I told him nothing had changed. With him we would be the complete set. That’s how confident I am about the two of you hitting it off.” “You’ve been keeping secrets as well, brother. Can’t wait to meet our other lover. You ok with everything Logan?” he turned to see the boy was still in a bit of shock. “About the four of us being lovers? Never had a doubt. About the rest of it? I’ll need a day or two.” Then Logan turned to Scott, “Are you finally going to live with us? I like having your stinky ass around.” “Stinky, eh?” Scott pretended to be shocked. “Yeah, stinks like Cory’s cum.” Logan chuckled. “Yeah well, I’m sort of addicted to that cock. Never thought that would happen. But, don’t worry. I won’t keep it all to myself. I’ll have to fuck more than I take anyway. Thankfully Travis is versatile.” Scott said. “Oh yeah?” Cory was intrigued now, “So he fucks as well? I thought he was all bottom.” “Don’t worry, he’ll take care of your itch.” Scott said and they all three laughed. The tension lifted a bit. The weekend proceeded from there to be somewhat normal. There were still some conversations about moving and stuff but nothing heavy. Scott finally agreed to give up his apartment above the garage and make the move with them. He was also going to hire a full time guy. Without the mortgage he could just really be a boss now and not in the shop all the time. By Sunday Cory and Travis had spoken by Sykpe and Cory had Travis and Hank’s plane reservations made. They were coming on Monday night as Hank was out of school for the summer. He will be in college in the fall. He’ll be going to the University of Texas on a baseball scholarship. Scott and Logan were taking the week off from the garage, if not longer, and Cory called into his foreman telling him he wouldn’t be back. He didn’t see the point now. It was all going to change so fast. Would you like another chapter? Write to me! Some other stories of fty//gay/incest/post-deployment-dad/ *Please support Nifty*, donations are needed to keep this service going. There is nothing like this out there and it would be a loss to let it go. Anything helps. Go to the Nifty main page to find out more!

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