Chapter 125

A few more happy weeks of fucking/sucking/licking went by. When I wasn't playing golf or tennis - or reluctantly actually working - I was finding ways of making jizz appear and then making it disappear. It was the best hobby I'd ever discovered and I made a point of practicing it every day, as many times a day as I could.

But the 'empty' space nagged me. There should be twelve boys. An even dozen. Twelve two-somes, six three-somes, four four-somes, three groups, two gangs, and one orgy. Perfect. Eleven boys just kept reminding me that we were one dick short of a foot.

I didn't blame the boys. It wasn't their fault that I wasn't satisfied with eleven hot, tight, horny assholes to keep me cum-fed. Still, it nagged me.

One week before the GayVN's, I happened to be near the front door when the gate buzzer sounded.

I hit the intercom. "Yeah?"

"I'm here to see Juan Alverez."

"Follow the drive." He hadn't told me we were expecting anyone. Then again, the number of times I wasn't paying attention when he told me a repairman or contractor was coming was damn frequent.

It was nice out, and I was enjoying showing off my finally, officially six-pack abs, so I opened the door and waited on the front step for him.

He was a wall of muscle. Dark brown crew cut, not too tall, but clearly solidly packed. He wore a light tee shirt and loose pants and didn't appear to have anything on under either of them.

He smiled - beautifully - as he got out of the car and approached me. "You must be Bunny."

I raised an eyebrow at that. "No."

"No?" He looked confused. "Oh, uh, sorry. I guess my memory's not as good as I thought. You're not Baby, right?"

"Right." I agreed. I stepped back into the house and hit the intercom. "Baby, Bunny. Front door, now." I didn't like strangers using their pet names and I didn't like this hunk - however hot he was - appearing at my door like a mail order sex toy. I wanted to control the sex toys.

I decided that Juan and Sean were both being pulled off the schedule for a week if there wasn't a damn good reason for this.

Juan appeared first. "Yes, Boss?" He asked. Then he saw the hunk on the front porch. "Keoni?" He all but squealed as the man nodded. "Keoni! You made it!" He launched himself at Keoni the hunk and the two embraced like, well, lovers. The image did not improve my mood.

"Yeah, Boss?" Sean appeared. Then he saw the hunk. He grinned and stepped back inside the house. "Everybody! K's here."

Who the hell was K?

Sean passed me and shook hands with K the Hunk who'd been freed from Juan.

"This is Bunny." Juan said.

I heard thundering, then Ian and Yann both appeared. "K!" Ian yelled. "You made it, brother."

"Let me guess," K grinned. "Juicy from Down Under and our sister Greedy."

"You got it!" Juan was thrilled.

Two weeks, I decided. All of them.

The rest of the boys showed up and there was a reunion on the front step. K knew everyone.

Except me.

"So then, Baby, who's the one who opened the door for me? He the one that took the security job?"

"Took what security job?" Juan looked confused. "We didn't hire anyone for that."

"I saw you took the ad down."

"Oh, that's because Boss wanted it down." Then Juan gasped. "Oh, wait! K, you don't mean Boss, do you?" Juan pulled K over to me. "Boss, K. K, Boss."

"Hi." I said. "You want to tell me who K is?"

"You know how sometimes when we play Harem, there's a remote player named 'K'?" Sean asked. "Well, this is K."

"Oh."

K was looking at me, stunned. "This - this is the Boss?"