Note : this isn't a love story, it's a horny slut story. Lol I mean sorry for disappearing for months before finishing this story but you know tough times and such. I'm back at it and got a few new chapters coming. Thanks for the good ratings on the previous entries of this series.
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Being on two floors was probably a good thing, obnoxious as it was. It meant it wasn't so easy to barge into everyone's rooms and tell them it was time for breakfast.
I was looking at myself in the mirror as Frank enjoyed his sleep. My hair was a bit longer than usual and also messy, my body hair had also grown to be longer than usual, and so had my facial hair. I'd forgotten my shaving kit and was actually too shy to ask. Back home I would have complained, but for whatever reason I didn't mind this look so much. I had a sexy rugged look I'd for so long admired in other men. I was already cleaned up and so I dressed up too and then went downstairs.
We all had phone cards, so I assumed we all got texts telling us to meet in the lobby at nine o'clock. It was 8.15 and I was already in the lobby, just being a zealous tourist trying to take in ever single detail. I was seated in one of the chairs in the lobby reading a pamphlet. Maybe it was just me wanting to spend a few minutes by myself.
After about five minutes of mindlessly perusing through the few pages, I heard footsteps. The heel clicks were getting louder, and I looked to see the older Frank approaching me. It wasn't sex time, so I actually had no idea what he wanted since fucking was the only thing we had in common.
He was dressed in a suit but without the blazer. His pants were tight enough at his crotch that I wanted to see him turn around so I could take a look at how they shaped his ass. I cursed myself for thinking about that.
He took a seat that was about five feet in front of mine, at least choosing to keep some distance. His new muscles were deliciously tight against his shirt, and again I had to stop myself from drooling.
I was shocked by the amount of lust I'd recently discovered I had. I'd had my fair share of partners but I'd always been able to stop myself from getting into complicated relationships. Yet here I was, drooling over the father of a guy I liked, who wasn't the guy I was sharing a bed with, but his brother. I turned off my thoughts when he opened his mouth.
"Hi," he said casually.
"Hi," I replied. I looked around to check if the coast was clear, earning a smile from him.
"How's Puerto Rico treating you?"
"It's fine."
If this was what he wanted to do for the next thirty minutes, I was getting ready to bolt.
"I'm enjoying myself too, especially after last night," he said with a smile. I looked around again, and he chuckled. His legs were spread and his hand lay casually on his crotch, I glanced but made sure not to stare.
"You ever been here before?" I asked trying to change the topic.
With that I successfully managed to steer the conversation in a different direction, because he started going on about the times he had been here before, and the other trips he had taken. I didn't really have much else to do, so I listened to him talk. I found myself liking his voice and the way he spoke.
After a while he stopped talking. I thought it was time for breakfast, but it turned out we still had some time left.
"And you?"
I hoped the conversation wouldn't turn to me. I shrugged.
"Well, I went to high school, then college, and I have a job now, with Frank. Don't really have a lot of life experience."
Unlike him, children were the last thing on my mind. From what I knew, he was around fifty, but had six children, the oldest, Ronny, being somewhere around thirty, and the youngest being somewhere at or around twenty. Frank Junior, like me, was twenty-five.
His hand moved a little, and my eyes returned to his crotch, where he ran his hand over his bulge. He was definitely doing this on purpose. The smile on his face pretty much confirmed this.
I looked at my phone to try and distract myself.
"Breakfast time," I said.
Right on cue, Steve arrived.
"Frank!" he called out. Frank winked at me before turning to him and starting a conversation.
The dynamic between Steve and Frank was one I hadn't understood yet. Steve seemed to be Frank's right hand man, but I had heard that Steve was quite wealthy himself, so I figured it was probably because he was the guest on this one. Steve's circle probably thought Frank was his right hand man.
Steve was around Frank Senior's age. I didn't know much about them but from what the younger Frank told me, they'd gone to college together. They were almost like me and the junior Frank without the constant fucking, that I knew of.
Steve was about two inches shorter than Frank. He had all white short hair and a short, very neatly trimmed beard. Unlike me he seemed to have brought a shaving kit. He was in great shape too, seemingly having progressed from being a jock and maintaining that stature with a bit of added beef. This meant that he was more of a muscle bear, which was probably coincidentally similar to Frank's new look.
Steve was dressed like his friend, in a suit without a blazer. I wondered if they had prearranged this look. I saw them laughing about something, probably about how they were twinning like teenagers.
I checked them out from my seated position, trying to to decide who was hotter. They had turned around to walk away and I was finally getting a view of Frank's ass in the suit, though Steve's ass in such close proximity made it a hard time for my eyes to focus on one. Again I cursed myself before deciding on closing my eyes until it was time to go.
The rest of the gang showed up in the following ten minutes, with some coming from the elevator and some from the stairs. After noting what I thought was everyone, I surmised that only the younger Frank hadn't shown up.
I walked up to him as he finally got out of the elevator. He looked like shit.
"Rick, I'm sorry man, I can't come," he whined. We both knew I couldn't spend the whole day without him.
"Frank come on bro, push through it," I begged. We'd had this conversation earlier and I'd gotten him this far so it wouldn't have killed me to try. Maybe him though.
