Clue Ch 07
Further Adventures in Sedona
All characters described in this story are over 18. Parts of the story attempt to duplicate the stream-of-consciousness, freedom from the rigors of sentence and punctuation grammatical rulesâ popularized by the Irish novelists of the post-war perio. Cam and Dec met in Clue 01, vacationed in Ireland in Clue 02 and 03, and started work at GAI Enterprises in Clue 04, and were "courted" by their boss Rupert in Clue 05. In Clue 06, Dec had an accident and received difficult news about his condition. This story is more or less standalone. Copyright Š2024, Brunosden. All rights reserved.
In the last chapter, Cam's significant other, Declan, had fallen while on a hike, broken a tibia, and, when he was in the ER, an x-ray suggested (and it was later confirmed) that he had a previously undiagnosed rare bone degenerative condition. There was treatment, but the therapy was expensive and available in only a few medical centers.
Cam and Dec are now "home" at Rupert Gaylord's palatial Sedona ranch where they had been invited for a weekend of R&R, mostly it seems in bed. Dec's lower leg is in a hard cast, but a flex cast had been fitted on both legs from the hip down to prevent further injury as a result of the newly diagnosed condition.
Rupert had flown in a group of young guys, all associates at GAI, to party with him for the weekend. Both Cam Clay and Declan Hardy are game designers, employed at GAI in Silicon Valley. They are partners, young, attractive hunks at the beginning of a committed relationship, although by mutual agreement, they've "spiced" up their relationship from time to time.
The diagnosis came as a shock to the two young men who, like most their age, assumed personal invincibility and perfect health.
Rupert is the CEO and major stockholder of GAI. His near twin brother, Peter, another giant of a man, runs a similarly successful software business for the financial industry in Irelandâand publishes, on the side and secretly, the R and X versions of the games developed at GAI (which GAI itself publishes for the mass gaming market). He also owns and operates Rainbow Castle. Peter had invited Cam and Dec to visit the B&B during a holiday in Ireland before they started work. During the few days they spent together, Peter had seduced Cam and took him to his bed for an all night session of intense sexuality. Dec, in another room of the castle, had acted out a Viking rape scene with Peter's FWB. At the time, they didn't know Peter and Rupert were brothers, nearly twins, only 11 months apart and with near identical genes and appearanceâand sexual appetites.
Cam remains the narrator....
When I entered the great room, it was dĂŠjĂ vu all over again (with apologies to Yogi). Everyone was dressed casually in new sweats and tees, the prescribed uniform of the Sedona ranch. Porn was playing on the wide-screen. A roaring fire lit the room with flickering dim light. Rupert towered over all of us by at least six inches. He had the build of a rugby pro, the complexion and demeanor of a Viking and the sexual appetite of a randy teen. Stevie was behind the barâtoday with a baby blue bow tie in lieu of the scarlet he had worn the previous night. He alone was bare-chested and wearing a sexy thong. He handed me my poison, Jack and Coke, as I thanked him for his quick response to Dec's emergency that afternoon. I added that Dec was resting comfortably at present, probably so drugged that he wasn't missing anything.
Rupert beckoned me to his side. He was back to being in charge. "We've arranged for a private duty nurse for Dec. He's arriving in a few minutes. He'll spend the night and ensure that Dec is well cared for. I don't think it's wise for you to share his bed tonight. You might injure him without realizing it. You are welcome in mine, if you wish. I'm hoping you'll get at least some enjoyment from this trip."
"I've called my concierge doc, and he is arranging for additional tests at the Med Center to confirm the COPS diagnosis and set out a treatment and therapy regimen. So we'll fly back home tomorrow. When we get there, you and Dec are going to move into my home in Los Gatos. I have a houseman, a gym and a trainerâand a concierge doc. You cannot handle this alone, Cam. And we're not going to discuss it. I need you to guide Viking Raid through the Beta process and launch, and I've bought another concept that I want you to develop. Dec, I'm sure will be occupied somewhat with PT and such, but when he's not, he'll be working with you. This is not a suggestion, by the way."
"And I've promised myself a shot at your unbelievable ass. Later tonight if you're willing Now enjoy the evening. And somehow, I think I'm really going to enjoy the night." Then he chuckled, "You guys really didn't need to stage an accident to avoid my bed. I don't rape. I told you that. But, somehow, I think fate has intervened. And I'm sure I can persuade you to let me help you." He paused again for emphasis. "To relax tonight. And to cope in the coming weeks. You are one of my boys, Cam. And I take care of mine. I promise to give you back to Dec in time, perhaps a little wiser and with a little more experience. I'm not ready to settle down yet anyway."
Rupert had worked it all out. And taken charge. And I needed to let him for Dec's sake. So I decided to let things flowâand maybe even enjoy it. After all, my night with his near twin, Peter, near Shannon Airport, had been one of the most intense and enjoyable physical encounters of my life. It hadn't ruined me. And it hadn't harmed my relationship with Dec. And now our commitment was stronger than ever.
The evening continued as it had the previous nightâan extended cocktail hour with a wide-screen porn playing over a large crackling fire. Tonight, Rupert had Andy in his lap, clearly an equal opportunity employer! Mac was fucking Will on the sofa, and Will, obviously a happy bottom was enjoying the encounter as he had the previous night with Rupert. I now understood him: plain and simple, he and Andy were sluts, available to Rupert whenever. And within minutes Scottie was kneeling before me sucking away my first load of the night. COCKtail hour at the ranch was really quite literally enjoyed.
Dinner was calledâa barbeque catered by Heights Hotel Sedonaâon the terrace where space heaters warmed the chilled air and a large fire-pit glowed with heat. It was a terrific meal, presented and served by prosâwho ignored our near nudity, quietly cleaned up, and left without a trace.