Nate looked around the boardroom warily. The view from the 20 story window was a spectacular panorama of the bustling streets of New York but no one took notice. Their attention was on the set of screens, each filled with the talking head of the companies scattered vice presidents. Each screen listed their name and location. London. Hong Kong. Copenhagen. Brussels.

CEO Bradford McMasters looked grim as he spoke mainly to the screens, largely ignoring the more junior company officials.

"You really think this is spreading that fast? Can still close the Deutch Bank deal Gerry? We have put years into this and if it goes south now……"

"It is still proceeding, Brad," the face on the screen said, "but from my intel with the administration, I may be stuck here once this breaks loose."

"I am here indefinitely," the screen labeled Hong Kong said, "borders are already closed for travel."

Bradford looked around the room with his piercing eyes. "These are high stakes times," he said to no one in particular. "Opportunity awaits those that are gutsy enough to stick it out." His thin lip curled back in disdain. "Plenty of our competitors are high tailing it back to the good ole US leaving these deals half done. This might be our finest hour as a company."

To the screens he added, "You boys are there for the duration. Some of our kids here will dig for information on abandoned deals." He rubbed his hands together and gave a rare thin smile. "So called disasters are Wall Street's best friend. Money will pour into places and we need to be there to catch it."

"Yes sir," the heads on the screens said in unison, some with an air of resignation, others a look of surprise at the turn of events.

Addressing the crowded board room, Bradford gave a cursory look and continued, "The Covid-19 situation is rapidly evolving and we must react quickly to capitalize. Few law firms of this caliber have the inside knowledge I do." He casually waved a hand out the window, "little do the riff-raff on the streets down there know but this entire city will be on a lock-down within the week. I already gave our BEST clients the insider Intel that the Dow would plunge and guess what?"

Silence.

"Yes, down 28%," he said triumphantly. "They will be kissing my fuckin ass for years now, with the millions they made."

He slammed a fist down on the hardwood table. "That is why I am in this position, and you," his arm swept the room, "are ready for my marching orders."

Nate sighed. He was miserable as usual. Yale School of Law. Graduated third from the top of his class. Offered this position straight out of school, a position with Hammer and Ellis, one of New York's top law firms. Yet all those years of self-sacrifice, working all hours to scrimp and save for tuition, all to shuffle papers and deliver coffee in an office full of the most pompous, arrogant self-centered jerks……

"Nate?"

Bradford was looking around the room, trying to identify which underling Nate was. Eyeing him he strode over. "Gerry, our man in Germany has a message for you."

"Yes sir."

Probably some idiotic personal errand he needed done, Nate thought to himself. If it was flowers to his mistress…….

Nate sat down in his tiny cubicle. It was situated well away from the large windows but conveniently close to the coffee dispenser area. Too conveniently close, considering the number of his daily messages concerned coffee delivery. He knew it was a starting position at the firm but still there were days he longed for the mind boggling mental challenges he knew he was capable of solving.

He stared idly at his screen, not opening the company server. Not for the first time, he contemplated looking for another position. Maybe something in public service this time he mused. Something, anything that would feel worthwhile. Around him co-workers were scurrying, gathering items and materials for the move to working from home. At least this would be his last day in the office for a while. The work from home order couldn't include coffee orders.

He thought of his family back in Nebraska and the comfortable living room with the wonderful smells of dinner probably starting to waft enticingly towards his father and younger siblings. They too were probably scanning the news feeds anxiously as the headlines were filled more and more with the word Covid-19. Isolation would not be a problem for the remote family farm.

Finally, after a long sigh, he looked at the company messages in his box.

Nathanial Lewis- level 1 law clerk

Please report to the company hanger at the Newark airport at 0900 hours tomorrow. You will fly with my son to our company retreat on Myres Isle, and remain there in quarantine until instructed otherwise.

My brother Gary will be there waiting for you. Our son's name is Zachary. You are tasked with keeping him safe.

And that was all. No asking him, no details on his role, no nothing.

Instantly he was angry. It all came to a boil in his head with this cursory note. The other slights and injustices that surrounded him in this stifling office environment.

Slamming his chair into the desk he strode out of the towering, forbidding office, not even closing down the computer.

He was still seething when he entered the company provided apartment building moments later. His co-worker and roommate Lisa raised her eyebrows as she instantly sensed his angry mood.

"Beer in the fridge," she said helpfully before returning to her own packing.

The refrigerator door slammed before the sound of a popping sound as the lid was popped off the brew.

Silence engulfed the apartment as Lisa waited patiently to hear the latest saga from her roommate. He had made no secret of his work related problems and drama to her lately.

As she folded her clothes neatly into her compact travel bags she appraised Nate discretely. Not for the first time she noticed his youthful good looks. If they both weren't so busy with work……she shook her head. No use going there. She never had dated anyone shorter than her own height, still he was good looking in his own way. Sandy hair, gray-green eyes and an intense stare topped off his rather short five foot six [1m 67] wiry frame. He took care of himself too with a fine short haircut and well-toned body. What she had seen of it anyway. He was very private and kept to himself.

Finally he came over and in a voice dripping with frustration told her the news. "I am going to quit," he announced, "This is it, the last fucking straw."

She glanced at him, concerned. He rarely swore so this must be more serious.

He paced the tiny apartment waving his hands. "No please, no asking, no nothing! Just be at the airport in the morning. I am NOT going to show up!"

Lisa had finished packing and was making a pot of pasta.

"What am I a frigging nanny? How dare they tell me, not ask mind you TELL me to show up and fly some kid……"

"I am flying out in the morning too," Lisa said quietly. "Going to my mom's house. I have nowhere else to go and it is going to get scary here in New York."

She looked thoughtful for a moment. "I work the Deutch account and heard about your assignment a few days ago. It's Gerry and Verna's kid. Sounds like a nice boy, raised by nannys mostly with his parents gone most of the time. Typical New York upbringing. Well his current nanny needs to stay and care for her parents…….I dunno, the company compound sounds like a pretty sweet place to wait out whatever is coming our way. I was there once on a negotiating trip. Quite the tropical paradise and pretty safe too. The only way in or out is by private plane."

He glared at her. "I am just sick of being treated this way. They could have asked me. They could have said Nate, we have this huge favor, Nate we respect that we are asking a LOT."

With that he stomped into his bedroom and slammed the door.

"Are you going tomorrow?" Lisa asked through the closed door.

"Hell NO".

His language was certainly getting worse this week.

At 6 am his phone beeped persistently. He groggily picked it up. He had been dreaming and the image in his head as he awoke was of a small big eyed child waiting alone at an abandoned airport, tears streaming down his rosy cheeks.

"Your Uber will arrive at your location in 20 minutes", the recorded message droned. "This message has been brought to you by the Law Office of Hammer and Ellis."

"SHIT." He looked guiltily around to see if Lisa had heard his latest profanity. He really needed to clean up his language. Plus he hadn't called to cancel the trip. His old fashioned guilt started to set in. He had NEVER stood up an appointment in his life. Never. He thought of the little boy in his dream, all alone.

"Just enough time for a shower," he thought.

Exactly 20 minutes later he was in the car, neat and tidy in his traveling suit, a small bag of travel clothes and toiletries hastily thrown together.

The boy was hardly alone at the airport. A swank limo was parked near the Gulfstream 500. Two bodyguards stood near a blonde boy of about ten, while a matronly woman and a car full of what must have been her family stood around awaiting Nate's arrival.

"You be a good boy," she gushed hugging him fiercely. The small crowd started lugging a mountain of what was to prove to be the boy's luggage.

The woman scuttled over to Nate. "Here is a list of his meals and what he eats, these are his schedules and this is his contact….."

Nate absentmindedly grabbed the lists to shut the woman up. Taking his little travel bag with him he boarded the plane. It was only then he realized it was only he and the boy, Zachary getting on. Some of his resentment returned as he glanced around glowering.

The flight though was smooth and pleasant. The boy entertained himself on an electronic game of some sort. Nate realized with a start that he had no real idea where they were going or how long the flight was. An hour into the flight he followed the boy's cue and helped himself to the well-stocked fridge. Sandwiches and drinks loaded the space, enough for 10 or more hungry travelers.

Soon Nate dozed off as the plane zipped along through the ever changing terrain. Hours later he glanced out sleepily and noticed that the scene was now a watery turquoise blue. Tiny islands dotted the horizon. Four hours into the flight their pilot set up an approach and softly set the jet down on the paved airport.

Zach had somehow found his beach gear in his magical backpack and had changed into skater shorts and a tee. Nate looked him over. He was a good looking kid, skinny with youthful agility and slightly long blonde hair over sparkling blue eyes. He was excited and eager now that the plane had landed.

The first thing Nate noticed as the door opened was the blasting heat. His suit and slacks immediately felt out of place and stifling. The second was a towering sturdily built man with a huge handlebar mustache and an even bigger grin standing in the plane's door.

"Uncle Gary!" The boy squealed as he launched himself into the big man's arms.

"How is my favorite nephew?"

"ONLY nephew." The boy wiggled down. "I am so ready for some beach time!"

"Hold your horses," the big man laughed. "We have a bit of a drive and then…." The two wandered off leaving Nate and the Pilot to unload the massive amount of luggage.

Nate was tired, sweaty and overheated by the time they loaded up and drove the short distance to the compound. When they arrived Gary airily waved his hand towards the various rooms. "Put your things in there, er, what was your name? Oh never mind we will get to know each other, anyway put Zach's shit in there and here is my room!"

It was an hour before the exhausted Nate finished and flopped down. He was pissed and needed to tell someone. He checked his phone to text Lisa. No signal. He unpacked his laptop. No internet.

Tiredly he changed, already regretting not packing something a little more tropical. This was NOT New York.

He joined the two in the living room where they were talking animatedly on the couch. With a start Nate saw that Gary had stripped his pants off and was clad only in his underwear and a tee. He had his hand cupped on Zach's bottom. The boy didn't seem to notice as the talked away excitedly.

"I don't mean to interrupt but I need to use the phone," Nate said timidly. "My cell doesn't seem to work."

"No phones here," Gary said cheerfully scratching what looked to be huge balls through the thin stained material of his underwear. "No, this place is cut off. I do have a Satellite phone for emergencies but…."

"I need to let someone know where I am and it might be weeks…."

"Weeks?" The big man laughed a hearty laugh. "Months from what I hear!"

Nate looked angrily at the man, openly fondling the boy's butt now. "I NEED to call and NOW!"

Gary laughed again and tossed him a beer. Nate caught it reflexively and took a gulp. "You NEED to chill is what you need."

The younger man drank deeply, downing the foamy brew. Gary handed him another. "Slow down a bit kiddo," he said more gently. "We are all gonna be living together for quite some time and we might as well get to know each other."

He lightly touched Nate's shoulder and guided him to the couch. "Don't be mad but I slipped you a mickey in that beer. Kind of thought it would help mellow out an uptight young lawyer type."

Nate first pushed the big man's hands away and then succumbed and let himself be guided to the couch along with the others.

"So let's get to know each other."

Nate nodded and started to speak.

Gary laughed a friendly laugh and said, "You, was your name Nate or something? Raised on a farm, Corn fed. One girlfriend in High School. Law School. Top of class. Got a job at my brother's smarmy law firm. Did I miss anything?"

Nate sat there with his mouth open. He hadn't missed anything and he was feeling more than a bit woozy now. He took another sip of his beer.

"So let's talk about me," the big man said genially, scratching his balls again. "Now that you are feeling no pain, that is." He gave Nate a friendly poke. Nate grinned back at him.

"So I am not a big shot lawyer like my brother and not high class like his stuck up bitch of a wife."

Zach piped up, "You got that right!"

"Least I don't have to pay high class hookers like daddy-o just to get laid either." Both Gary and Zach laughed gleefully at what must have been an old joke between the two.

"Least we know my mommy got fucked one time," the boy said, adding his own one liner.

"But do we know it was by your daddy?" They laughed together again.

Nate smiled drunkenly. The drink had quite a punch to it, otherwise he would have been appalled at the crude humor, especially by such a young boy.

"So more about me," Gary said holding up his hand. "I work for a living, brick layer by trade. How I got these guns." He flexed his muscles impressively. "What you really need to know though is I am one really highly sexed perverted son-of-a-bitch."

Nate nodded like he was talking about the weather.

"Not that I would ever take advantage of someone, no way! Always consensual, that's my motto. But man have I done it all! Threesomes, bi-games you name it and I've done it!"

He rubbed Zach's hair fondly again. "Man, what I am finding out is my sweet little nephew here is more like me than his stuck up old man! We've fooled around a bit, nothing serious, just horsing around games but ole Zach's gonna fill me in on a tiny dare I made him last time I saw him a month ago."

Zach grinned and proudly proffered three twenty dollar crumpled bills from his pocket.

Gary's face broke out into a big shit eating grin. "Really?"

Zach grinned back. "Really."

"And?"

"Yup, so I dressed the way you told me I should with that baseball cap, those tight yellow shorts and shirt and hung around the area you told me about in Central Park. My nanny thought I was at my recital lesson," he said proudly. "The first guy, I was too shy I guess and he had already walked past me when I said blowjob, too quiet to I bet, so the next guy, well I took a deep breath and tapped his leg and said, blowjob mister?"

Gary gave him an air punch. "You little scamp!"

"Yea, and the guy gives me a double take, didn't even hesitate before grabbing my hand and leading me behind some bushes. He just unzipped like we was going to go pee and guided my head over. Not a word, just like that I had his dick in my mouth."

The boy's blue eyes were flashing with excitement now. "I did it just like you showed me, Uncle Gary. His was smaller than yours so it fit in my mouth better though. He was grunting pretty soon and it got so hard and he started grabbing my hair and forcing it deeper in my throat, kinda choking me. I didn't like that part. But he started squirting in my mouth and I swallowed it all. Some got on my face though."

Zach, paused, recalling, "then I told him, twenty dollars, well he got it out of his pocket and disappeared real quick!"

"And then you did that twice more?"

The boy grinned, nodding his head. "Yup, I waited a week and the last time was only two days ago."

"Hell, you little pro, I'm proud of you!" Gary gave the boy a hug. "You and I think alike."

They both glanced at Nate, sitting and listening with a stupid look on his face. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. This dirty old man of an uncle was proud of the fact he was corrupting his little nephew!

"You know," said Gary carefully, "we will have plenty of time on our hands, keeping safe and all." He jerked his thumb towards Nate. "We could have some fun and I could teach you some things, my boy. "I bet you can have this guy like putty in your hands in no time."

"I don't know," Zach said doubtfully. "He seems a little you know stuck up and kind of a prude."

"Well first," Gary instructed as if Nate wasn't sitting right there, "you need to blow him like you did the other guys. Get him wanting your hot little mouth and then….well and then you can get him to do pretty much anything."

Nate was drunk but the words set off an electric shock through him. He struggled to get up, but Gary had a genial arm wrapped around his shoulder. "Just relax, partner, just enjoy it." His voice was soothing.

Zach reached for his crotch and Nate clamped his legs together. The boy petted his cloth covered groin, a funny look on his face, waiting for a reaction. Softly he felt around Nate's midriff, unhurried. Nate groaned and relaxed slightly.

Nate felt his cock harden quickly. He had never experienced such sexual overtures and was unprepared as to how to react. With a moan he spread his legs slightly giving the boy more and more access to his crotch.

Zach's hands were inside the young man's pants now and Nate surrendered to the warm, good feelings his body was feeling. He felt Gary helping Nate shimmy his pants down, exposing his small but rock hard cock. He had always been shy about both his small stature and diminutive sized dick but now his inhibitions evaporating in his alcohol-fuzzed brain he let out a groan and thrust towards the boy's busy hands.

"Nice and easy," Gary murmured as the boy manipulated the young penis. "Take your time."

The boy grinned at his uncle as he petted the man's cock. It was the smallest he had seen in his limited experience. Barely four inches [10 cm] in all its hardened glory and slim as one of his uncle's fingers. He tickled the man's little balls and caused another groan. He was having fun.

"See, he is reacting just how you want him to. Now, a nice little lick, just a little one right on the tip," the uncle instructed.

Nate groaned again as he felt the warm fleeting feel of the boy's tongue flick at his dick. His inhibitions slowly melted and all he thought of was the good, wonderful new sensations he was feeling.

Gary looked over at the young man. He knew Nate was losing his struggle within himself and he wanted it to happen slowly, little by little. One lick at a time. He slid Nate's shirt up a bit and then slowly removed it over the red-faced man's head. He didn't resist and even helped a bit with the buttons. Gary looked appreciatively at the man's naked torso. Lithe and thin with a faint soft covering of lightly colored hair, it was quite a contrast to his own dark and hairy chest. He idly stroked the exposed nipples, encouraging another groan from Nate.

Zach sucked the little penis energetically for a brief moment, then withdrew leaving Nate looking frustrated and wanting more. Over and over he edged the man close to an orgasm and then, still holding the little member in his hands moved on to a different part of the man's body, feeling up and down his legs, his thigh and chest.

With a nod of his head Gary had Zach move up and kiss the man's lips while the older man slipped Nate's pants and shorts off. Now the young man, for the first time in his life was completely naked with strangers and eagerly awaited what was next. He felt Zach's little tongue slip into his mouth and with a groan surrendered to these new feelings of pleasure.

"Go ahead and finish him off," Gary told his nephew softly. "He will be your putty to play with now."

Zach wasted no time moving down and sucking more energetically at the overexcited member. It took only a few minutes to bring Nate to a big, groaning, body-arching orgasm. He grunted and, abandoning his inhibitions, let out a loud cry and shot his load into the eager little mouth.

Panting and gasping he lay on the couch, trying to recover. "That's more like it, little guy," Gary said reassuringly. "Let me help you to bed. You will sleep good after that."

Nate didn't resist as he let the big man propel him to the waiting bedroom. It seemed only minutes before he was fast asleep, his body warm with the afterglow of his first real sexual experience.

When he awoke the next morning the tropical sun shone brightly. At first he was disorientated, taking a moment to remember where he was. The next thing he felt was his throbbing head. He groaned, rubbing his temple. He had a terrible hangover. The smell of freshly brewed coffee wafted into his room along with the sound of frying bacon. Still naked he felt around his room groggily for some clothes. Had he just dreamed all the sexual things? Brushing his teeth, it slowly came back to him and he sheepishly came out to the dining room.

Gary was cheerfully bustling around the kitchen. "Coffee, sweetie?" he asked.

The overly friendly greeting made Nate do a double take but he accepted the steaming mug. "You will feel better after a nice strong cup of Joe." He patted the young man's back and let his hand linger. Nate didn't push it away.

Zach wandered out a bit later, sleepy eyed and clad only in a pair of loose fitting shorts. "Morning sunshine!" Gary was in a cheerful mood.

If Nate thought last night was going to be forgotten he was sorely mistaken. Gary brought it up almost immediately, over toast, eggs and bacon.

"Man, were you ever hot to trot last night," he said elbowing the embarrassed man in a friendly way. "You were just begging Zach to suck you cock, it was like, please, faster, I'm gonna cum!" He laughed again at the young man's discomfort.

"You sure are cute though, and the cutest little cock. Good thing we have like months to play together."

Nate looked up with a start, realizing once again that the big man was right. They would be waiting it out together for as long as it took for this virus thing to work its way clear. He looked around worriedly, his old inhibitions starting to return.

"Just think," Gary went on ever cheerful, "no internet, so no work, no cell phones to distract us just good ole tropical sunshine and our own company!"

Nate was really starting to get uncomfortable now. He looked at the young boy and blushed again at the thought that he had allowed himself to be stripped naked and let Zach suck on his penis. It had been his first blow-job and the powerful orgasm still reverberated in his brain, but still, now what? He was stuck on this island with a lecherous old man and his horny nephew.

He had never, in his straight-laced upbringing had a gay thought. He had done all the right things in High School. Dating had been intermittent. He knew instinctively that he was low on the social pecking order, both as a Brainiac and his small stature. The locker room caused him some discomfort as he saw, firsthand how under-developed he was compared to his peers. Prom had been his biggest failure. He had planned the night down to the flowers and the car ride to the park afterwards. The fumbling with the dress and his own embarrassment at his premature ejaculation had humiliated him and ended his attempts at dating for the rest of his High School career. He had thrown himself at his studies and excelled there where he had failed with girls.

Gary cleared his throat, bringing the poor man back to the present. "Let's get some sun later but Zach here has a few things he wants to do first." The big man nudged his nephew forward. They had talked last night and at Gary's urging the boy was to take the lead. He wanted the boy to dominate the young man, turn him into a willing play thing. From what he had seen last night it wouldn't be too hard.

The boy sidled up to the small man. "Mr. Nate? Can I suck your wonderful penis again, please?" His little hands were already manipulating the already thickening member through the fabric of his shorts.

"Please!" Nate looked at the boy's big, sincere eyes and groaned. His mid-west inhibitions were quickly disappearing again.

Zach flipped the little cock out of the loose shorts easily and gave a quick lick and soft tug.

"Tell him what you want first," Gary said calmly, his eyes showing his excitement at the sight of his little nephew gaining control of the man over twice his age.

"We want to shave you," he said softly, "so you look nice and smooth like me." He flipped down his own shorts and showed the groaning man his own smooth hairless little penis and scrotum. He sucked the cock in his mouth again getting it fully hard.

Nate was helpless. He tried to fight his feelings but it just felt too good. The little mouth was again working its magic.

Zach stopped and looked solemnly into Nate's eyes. "So can we? Can we shave you smooth and soft? Just nod your head if it is OK while I suck your wonderful cock."

The unfamiliar feeling and the blunt words did exactly what Gary knew they would and he grinned as he saw the young man tentatively nod his head.

"We are going to have good fun today," he said jovially. He knew with this concession on the part of Nate, it would be easier and easier for his nephew to manipulate the innocent young man.

With that tentative nod, Gary set to work. He rolled out a pad right in the living room and arranged an array of supplies he had put together for the expected outcome of his nephew's manipulations. Safety razors, shaving cream and after shave as well as lotion and oils. It was all there and ready.

Nate gave one feeble struggle and then with a sigh gave into his horny desire for the little boy's mouth and submitted to the duo. His cock remained rock hard, the thought of being shaved by the two, now an exciting prospect.

They started on his legs. Nate felt the soothing feel of the lotion on his legs and felt a tingling feeling go through him.

"Just relax and enjoy," Gary said soothingly. "This will take hours. Hey we have all day, no rush, no appointments." He set up his iPad and put on some calming music.

His chest was next. Nate had a moment of alarm as they foamed his torso. He remembered how proud he had been when the first hairs had sprouted on his chest. Slowly and surely they disappeared. His armpits tickled and he giggled a bit eliciting a grin from the working duo.

Nate knew his cock was rock hard, showing them both how turned on he was by the process but he didn't care. The two talked about him, about his body as if he wasn't there.

"Look at these cute little nipples, these are going to be fun to play with," or, "I could play with these little toes for hours!" They talked and commented and shaved and shaved.

When they got to his pubes, Gary took over. "Gotta be extra careful here," he purred.

Nate felt his ball sac and pubic hairs get carefully shaved as the big man hummed. He oiled the man's balls and cock until they shone.

"Beautiful!" He commented as they admired their handiwork.

Rolling him over they shaved the very light hair on his back and legs.

"I am saving your sexy ass for last," Gary grunted. "I will take a before and after picture for you."

Nate didn't know why but he murmured his appreciation. "Thank you," he said quietly.

Finally they were done.

Gary turned to his nephew, ignoring Nate. "Well, what do you think?"

Zach ran his hands over Nate's smooth torso and let his hands linger on the man's hard cock and hairless balls. "So smooth, so much better!" He danced around Nate gleefully admiring his prize.

Gary fondled Nate's butt. "Man do you ever look like hot stuff. I can hardly wait for you to beg me to pork your sexy ass."

Nate gave a start. THAT would never happen. He blushed at feeling so exposed andmoved towards his clothing, still piled near the couch.

Gary gave Zach a nudge again.

"Mister Nate?" The boy looked at him, holding a new article of clothing. "Put this on." The boy's high voice had a ring of authority.

Nate glanced around and shrugging his shoulders and letting out a sigh slipped the garment on. It was a short lacey thing, obviously meant for a woman but it felt smooth and sexy on his shaved body. He could see what they were doing now. Slowly and steadily the older man was pushing the boy to manipulate the younger man more and more. He only felt disappointment that the lips of the boy had not finished their earlier work and the orgasm he had been hoping for still boiled in his little shaved balls.

"Let's take a break and get some sun!" Gary jovially guided the trio out to the patio, a tray of drinks in hand.

Soon they were lounging under the tropical sun. Gary, shirtless looking like a furry bear with his dark matted hair completely covering his torso, Zach with his baseball cap, sunglasses and skinny, youthful light complexion playing his electronic games, while Nate relaxed, enjoying the feel of the sun as it radiated against his freshly shaved body and the soft, sexy feel of the panties.

Gary smiled and his big cock gave a familiar lurch. It was so fun teaching his nephew. The kid was so much like he had been at that age.

Nate had dozed off in the sun when he felt the gentle nuzzle of Zach softly licking his flaccid cock. Slowly and ever more persistently the licks turned into warm, wet sucking. He groaned and started to respond as the sucking became steady slurping.

"Just relax and enjoy," Gary murmured. "My nephew can do the work."

The big hairy man was propped up on one elbow watching curiously. "Like it better shaved," he asked conversationally.

Zach took the cock out of his mouth and used his little hands for a moment. "Yes, uncle," he piped up, "so much smoother and smells fresher too. I just love his little size. It fits in my mouth so much nicer, and his little balls are so smooth too."

Nate groaned as his balls boiled, ignoring the two talking about his diminutive size. It seemed OK when they talked about him like an object. He was no longer embarrassed by his little dick. As long as Zach kept sucking that is.

"He's gonna cum pretty soon if you let him," Gary observed idly.

"That's OK uncle," the boy grunted, his mouth still full. "I love the taste of his cum! So much sweeter than those older guys. Or yours," he said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Just remember, this is how you control him," his uncle instructed as he watched the orgasm build in the young man. "This is what he wants. Make him crave it and hand it to him sparingly."

"Yes, Uncle," the boy said as he readied for the first spray.

Nate grunted and with a feeling of complete release, let his body explode as the orgasm swept over him. Gasping and panting he recovered as the boy licked his little penis clean.

"Yum!" He grinned at the panting man and then at his uncle. "That was fun!"

The rest of the day was pretty relaxing. The trio moved in and got away from the sun a little later and had a casual afternoon meal. Nate prepared the food this time as it was his turn. Gary passed by a few times and commented on the fine smells.

"Sweetie," he said conversationally, "that looks mighty fine!" His big hand was openly copping a feel of the young man's ass. "The food doesn't look half bad either!" He laughed at his own joke.

Nate blushed deeply and didn't push his hand away. He had decided, though it was time to clear the air on one thing. As they sat around the dining table enjoying the taco salad and beer, Nate cleared his throat. "Ahem, Gary, Zach I need to clarify something."

There was a pause and Gary nodded for him to keep going.

Nate blushed and continued, "I know I am a small guy, it is something I live with." He gulped and continued, "I am not gay though. I am as straight as they come." His voice faltered and he continued unconvincingly, "I just need you guys to know that."

There was a silence. Gary waved his hand airily, "Who said you were gay? All I said is that you would be begging me to fuck your sexy ass. There is a difference."

Nate looked at him confused but Gary didn't elaborate. Instead he cleared the dishes. "Thanks, sweetie that was delicious!"

The young man did a double take at the term of endearment and shook his head. Somehow, he felt he was not making his sexual orientation clear to the duo.

As the afternoon sun waned it seemed more inviting to go outside again. The three spent a fun evening exploring the little cove and beach nearby. Laughing and splashing they worked deeper and deeper into the cove, finally swimming in the warm Caribbean waters.

That night Nate fell into a wonderfully contented sleep. It was the first time in his young life he had no mental strain, no deadlines and a sexual awakening he had never felt. He snuggled into the luxurious covers and sighed with contentment. Tomorrow he would make sure the horny duo left him out of their sexual games. Tomorrow.

He awoke again to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. It was obvious Gary was an early riser. Nate stretched sleepily, rubbing his eyes. He had been dreaming, but not with any clarity. There had been a man, big, muscular and hairy. Nate shook his head, chasing the sleep away. "Quit it," he told himself, "just stop."

He hesitated before deciding what to wear. Really, he should have packed a little more carefully. He looked ruefully at the city smart slacks and well-fitting pressed shirts. Not exactly tropical, he thought. Looking towards his night stand there was a set of clothes laid out.

He slipped on the sleek, soft panties and looked at the rest of the outfit. He would need to look around for something more appropriate, he mused. The tight fitting shorts hugged his round cheeks and were only inches long. Almost his entire butt showed. The top was no better. It was a halter top that left his navel exposed and was so tight on his chest that his titties poked out. He looked at himself critically in the full length mirror. His smooth, shaved skin and rapidly bronzing legs did look somewhat attractive, he had to admit, if only to himself. It felt good to not be trapped in his typical business attire too. Of course this was NOT his new look, it was only until he found something else in the house to wear.

"Well don't you look absolutely wonderful," Gary gave Nate a friendly squeeze as he came out for coffee. Nate grinned. No one had ever complimented him on his looks before. Gary on the other hand seemed to still be wearing his ratty old shorts and nothing else.

There was a complete workout room in the compound and Gary decided that they needed to start working out to keep from getting soft as he put it. He set Zach up with a treadmill, Nate hopped on a stationary bike and Gary worked out at the rowing machine and weights. It wasn't long before all three were panting with exertion, especially Gary. He was working out the hardest and sweat was soon running down and mixing in with his hairy body. His shorts were a soaking mess and Nate watched, fascinated as his big balls and cock flopped back and forth in the loose enclosure. He had yet to see his junk but from the momentous swinging it looked huge.

Nate had yet to see the big man bathe and his musky scent soon filled the workout room. He sniffed, taking in the manly odor. It wasn't unpleasant, he decided but definitely tangy and powerful. Nate wondered idly if Zach was going to blow him again and when. His little cock gave a twitch, thinking about it. It didn't take too many times, he mused, to get addicted to that wonderful sensation.

Finally, Gary gave a signal, and panting came over to call an end to the workout. He gave Nate a big bear hug, literally burying the man's face in his sweaty, hairy chest. Nate was too surprised to resist and breathed in deeply. Gary's scent was overpowering and he felt slightly light-headed.

A leisurely lunch followed and both Nate and Gary dozed off for a bit while Zach played one of his games. It was a lazy day, followed by a refreshing dip in the ocean.

Nate was restless as he got ready for bed. There had been no sexy games, no overtures by Zach and especially no sucking on his now eager cock. He saw the two glance knowingly back and forth but they didn't talk as they usually did. Nate was disappointed. Was it over? Was his newly awakening sexuality to go dormant again?

He tossed and turned trying to get to sleep. He kept remembering the wonderful feel of Zach's lips on his penis and the musky smell of Gary. It was only when he was finally drifting off to a restless sleep that he felt the furtive slip of the covers and Zach's lithe little body slip into the bed. His little hand slipped down and stroked Nates cock, awakening it. Nate opened his eyes, seeing the solemn face of Zach, as the boy jacked his cock to life.

"Want me to suck you off?" The boy was whispering and had a teasing tone.

"Please", the man said begging.

"You need to earn it from now on," the boy's tone took on an authoritative tenor. "No more Mister Nice Guy," he teased.

His hands were still stroking Nate's cock.

Nate whimpered, enjoying the feeling but wanting more.

"Tell me what you want," he whispered back submissively. "Whatever you want." He could imagine the boy's lips on his cock now and that was what he wanted, needed.

"Anything?"

"Anything," Nate's voice was more urgent now. He was fully awake and desire was sweeping over his body.

Zach paused his stroking, teasing the horny man.

"Go to Uncle Gary and tell him you want him to fuck you," the boy whispered hoarsely. "I want to watch."

A thrilling shock shot through Nate, leaving a tingling sensation in his shaved little balls.

"NO! Not that, I told you I'm not…." His voice trailed off feebly.

"Tell him you want to be used like a cheap whore," the boy continued, needling him. "Tell him that or I will not suck you off again."

"Oh, please," Nate knew his voice was not convincing and wheedling. "Please not that, just suck me, please."

The boy slapped him on the cheek, leaving a stinging feeling. "No," he said more confidently. "Not til you beg Uncle Gary to fuck you."

"But, but I am not gay."

The boy slipped away, leaving Nate to his inner turmoil. He thought of the big strong man, his hairy chest with the lingering musky smell. He thought of the hidden treasure inside the ratty sweat soaked shorts.

"Zach? Zach are you there?"

Silence.

"Zach?"

Nate was so torn. He wanted to stay in the comfortable bed but, like his body was no longer under his control he sat up. His little cock was erect with excitement and his ass had a tingly feeling. Like a moth being drawn to a light he slowly, against his will, shuffled towards Gary's room. The big man's scent soon filled his nostrils and he moved more quickly. He half saw Zach crouched in the corner.

Gary looked at him knowingly. "You want something?"

Nate halted, losing his nerve. He tried to turn around he really did.

"Tell him what you want," Zach said softly.

"I,I want….." His voice failed him

"Tell him you want to be fucked like a cheap whore," Zach said.

"I, I want to be…you see I'm not gay…." Nate's voice trailed off.

"Not gay, got it." The boy's voice piped up. "Now tell my Uncle what you want. You got this far, tell him!"

Nate hung his head, feeling weak and helpless to his feelings.

Zach leered at him and smirked, "You know what you want. Have you seen my Uncle's equipment yet? A fag like you with your tiny little wee-wee is nothing compared to a real man like my Uncle Gary. His cock is the size of my arm." He held his arm up for emphasis.

Nate quaked with a mix of fear and desire. He DID want to see Gary's cock, he needed to as badly as he had wanted to feel Zach's tender tongue earlier. He let out a groan and gave in.

"Fuck me," he said softly. "I am not gay but fuck me like a whore." He climbed onto Gary's bed as if in a trance.

Gary grinned. "Hey kid, nice work. Move fag boy's shit into this room, cause he won't be sleeping in there anymore."

"I am not gay," Nate tried again but crawled into Gary's welcoming arms.

Gary pulled him towards the center of the big bed enveloping him with his hairy arms. Nate felt overpowered by the bulk of the man and the musk of his scent.

"First thing I want you to see, real up close and personal is my equipment." Gary matter of factly shucked his smelly shorts, exposing his huge hairy balls and cock. Zach had not been exaggerating. It was the size of the boy's arm. Nate groaned, feeling faint. He tried to get up to leave but his legs failed him.

"Fuck him hard, Uncle!" Zach's voice piped up.

Gary laughed, "No my nasty nephew, let me call the shots on this one. I am going to break him in nice and gentle-like, so he gets to feel slutty and satisfied. I will be fucking him plenty, so in a few days I will ram him nice and hard just for you. Hop up on the bed, Zach so you get a good view."

Nate felt so exposed as Gary adjusted the pillows under his belly and propped his ass up at the right angle. His body tingled with anticipation and his little cock stiffened to its full four inches [10 cm]. He felt the big man gently slather his bottom with a cool moist gel and fingers probe gently into his upturned hole.

"Oh, Uncle Gary it is so fucking big!"

"What a sexy ass," Gary whispered, "it was so made to be fucked."

Nate felt pressure against his button and didn't resist. He whimpered, tears of frustration at his lack of willpower streaming down his cheeks.

"Fag boy is crying already," Zach jeered.

Humiliated, Nate just lay there accepting the slowly increasing pressing on his ass. A sharp jolt ran through him as the big cock slipped past his ring. He whimpered again. He felt a complete fullness in his tunnel as Gary ever so slowly slid further and further in. Wincing in pain he cried out again, trying to relax, knowing instinctively that would ease his transition away from anal virginity. All virginity in reality. He looked over to see Zach watching closely, watching his manhood slowly stripped away and watching him turned into a slutty gay. His tears were of pain now but he didn't cry out or ask the big man to stop. There was a secondary, euphoric feeling overwhelming his lithe body. One of finally knowing his place and fully submitting to his inner desires, feelings he didn't even know existed before.

He felt his ass stretch to the limit, like he was being split in two.

"You OK?"

Nate nodded more vigorously than he felt.

"Uncle, your cock is almost all the way in," Zach reported triumphantly. "Just a little more and you will be balls deep!"

Gary grunted and thrust a little harder, feeling his balls finally slap against the tender ass cheeks.

Nate felt the scratchy pubic hairs and grinned to himself. He had done it! He had taken Gary's huge cock all the way!

"How does it feel Uncle?"

"Tightest hole I have fucked ever," the big man grunted. "Like I have my cock in a vice."

Ever so slowly he rocked back and forth, gently fucking Nate. He grunted and slowly slid half way out and slipped back in. Again he withdrew and slid in until he felt his balls slap the tender ass cheeks.

Nate grunted, but let the tears flow. It hurt, but felt overwhelmingly good at the same time. "I am OK," he said timidly, "if you want to fuck me a little harder."

"Spoken like a real whore," Gary grunted and picked up the pace. His big balls slapped rhythmically on the drum tight ass.

Gary fucked him faster now, grunting and thrusting. He loved the feel of his balls slapping and thrust as deeply as he could.

"I am gonna cum," the big man groaned to his nephew who was watching with a delighted look on his face.

"Squirt him in the face! Uncle cum on his face!" The boy was squeaking with excitement.

Nate felt the big cock withdraw from his ass and found himself being turned over and saw the bulging muscle right in front of his eyes. Rope after rope of cum jetted into his eyes and hair, drenching the young man. Nate panted, exhausted but somehow proud he had held up to the fucking by the big man. His body felt wracked but intact, and even his ass although sore wasn't sharply painful. He snuggled up to the big, hairy man, exhausted.

"Goodnight, Zach," he barely heard Gary call out. "More fun tomorrow so get some sleep."

Gary sighed contentedly. "You are one hell of a great fuck," he said admiringly. "Well worth the wait. I am one horny bastard and will be fucking you a lot. You OK with that?"

Nate nodded sleepily, a warm full feeling enveloping him.

It was still dark out as Gary kissed him awake. "Time to get laid, sleepyhead," he crooned. Nate looked around, disoriented.

He glanced at the bedside clock. Barely two hours had passed. Gary was right about one thing, he was a horn dog.

Gary positioned the young man upright this time, "so I can look at your cum covered face while I fuck you," he said coarsely.

Nate was awakening and pulled himself up. Gary showed him how to grab his legs to give the big man full access to his hole. Nate winced as the big cock re-entered his fucked ass. It was still sore from the earlier fucking.

This time the big man wasn't as gentle either and thrust in hard. Tears welled up in Nate's eyes as he took the assault. Slowly, though his body responded and his little cock hardened. Waves of pleasure started sweeping over Nate as his exposed ass was pounded again and again. Gary fucked him a long time, bringing himself to the brink, then backing down. Over and over he thrust into Nate's sore ass. Finally with a grunt he unloaded his load of spunk deep inside Nate.

Grunting he rolled off of the younger man. "You are one hot fuck, fag boy," he said admiringly.

"Thank you," Nate gasped. "I er, I am not gay but your cock, it's really something."

Nate fell into a deep, exhausted and satisfying sleep. The sun was brightly shining by the time his sleepy eyes began to flicker open. The familiar smell of brewing coffee filled his nostrils and he smiled. It was a good way to wake up. Gary padded in naked as a Jay bird, his big flaccid cock swinging freely. He handed Nate a steaming cup.

"Wake up lover boy!" His voice was boomingly loud and cheerful. Nate flushed, thinking of the last night and how slutty he had acted. The two sat up in the big bed, enjoying the coffee and the peaceful morning.

Zach came in yawning and stretching awhile later. "Wow was that ever something," he exclaimed. "I really never have seen anything even close to that hot." He crawled up on the bed in his PJ's. "Guess I owe you a blow job," he told Nate matter of factly. "I mean that was the deal, if you begged Uncle Gary…."

Nate ruffled his blonde hair. "No, I owe you," he said truthfully. "I finally know who I am." Tears welled up in his eyes but he didn't wipe them away. "I may never have discovered who I really am, sexually anyway without you pushing me."

He paused, collecting his thoughts. "I am gay," he said more firmly. "There, I've said it. I am gay. I won't even try to fight that label or feeling."

Gary gave him a reassuring hug.

Nate was emotional now. "I am a submissive gay too. I LIKE being told what to do. See?" He showed them his rock hard cock. "See, even admitting that is a turn on." Tears were flowing freely down his cheeks but he didn't care. It felt so good to be telling these two his honest feelings even though he had known them only a day. He stopped talking, breathing hard and sobbing lightly. He knew he was telling them what they wanted to hear, that he would submit to them both.

Gary hugged Nate protectively. "That must have been so hard to say," he consoled. "Admitting that to yourself."

Nate gave a sniffle and burrowed his head into Gary's big protective chest.

"Zach?" Gary looked over at the boy as he hugged the emotional man. "It's a good time to push him and expand his boundaries of his slutty side. You need to establish your dominance, this is your chance. Today you make the calls on what we do." He paused. "As long as one of them is me fucking him on the rug in the living room in broad daylight." Gary laughed and they all chuckled at that one, the emotional tension broken.

The boy hopped up on the bed. "I have been thinking," he announced, "I have been doing the licking so far. Nate, lick my ass!"

The shocked man looked at the boy, and looked at his lover questioningly. "You heard him," Gary said gruffly. "The boy wants a rimming and we expect you to do him good."

Zach was already flipped over, ass in the air with his shorts down. His round bottom exposed and to Nate strangely inviting. With a gentle push from Gary he tentatively gave a lick. It was on the outer cheek but Nate got a scent of the boy's ass. Not bad he decided, maybe even good. He gave another tentative lick before starting in more enthusiastically.

Minutes later Nate's rapid tongue was diving deep into the boy's ass, and the boy was groaning with pleasure. "Deeper," he squealed, "deeper!"

Later, panting with exhaustion, Zach gave a satisfied sigh. "That was so awesome! I will have you do that every day," he said with authority.

Gary looked over approvingly and gave Nate a reassuring squeeze. "You liked that didn't you? I could tell you liked eating out that boy hole."

Nate nodded, blushing.

The big man relaxed on the bed and gave a satisfied sigh, "For a perverted son-of-a-bitch like myself this looks like a pretty good set-up ." He nodded towards the others, "Now that Nate here has discovered his inner faggot self what does that make you, Zachy boy?"

Zach looked at his uncle and grinned, "Nate's boss, that's what!" They both looked at the blushing man and laughed.

And so they fell into their island quarantine routine. Gary made it clear from the start he was fine with whatever Zach planned for the day as long as it didn't include sunbathing (too boring) but did include sex (and plenty of it.) Every day started with Nate getting a nice long fuck by Gary and then planning the day over coffee. Zach and Gary would talk over ideas as if Nate wasn't there. Nate would sit, listening, his little pecker rock hard with anticipation.

"I want him to drink my pee," was one of Zach's morning ideas. "Before or after I fuck him on the patio? Maybe after he rims you for the day?" Gary would fire back with questions and the plans would form for the day's activities.

At Gary's insistence, Zach took the lead on training Nate to suck cock. The boy delighted in having his little boy stiffie licked and sucked and he was insistent in giving instructions as Nate, gagging at first learned to orally pleasure Gary's much larger rod as well. The big man never spilled his cum into the well trained mouth preferring to save every load for his favorite activity, fucking Nate's now willing hole.

By the third day Gary started a log of their exploits with a column for the total number of fuckings Nate received as well as logging "firsts." First piss guzzling from Zach, then another mark a few days later for his first drink of Gary's yellow nectar, the first time Gary's hairy ass got rimmed and so on. "We gotta keep track so we don't forget," Gary rationalized, although Nate secretly thought it was a brag book on Gary's part.

The big man's stamina was incredible to the much younger Nate. Even though Gary showed his stash of blue pills it was impressive. Nate knew after the first few days to always expect a good long fuck every evening. The big man was rarely in a hurry and took his time, as Nate, more and more verbally submissive squealed and urged him on, his young body on fire with the newness of the sexual energy that flowed through him. Zach would be there in the bed too, his big eyes entranced with the sight he never got tired of as the big fat cock pistoned in and out of Nate's rosy ass. Gary often awoke Nate for a midnight fuck and always fucked him in the morning. Regardless of the rest of their schedule he reveled in an outside midday fuck, in the garden, on the patio or a few times even at the beach.

He logged the first time they tied Nate up, and his first spanking. The boy never seemed to run out of ideas.

The in Reach Satellite phone texted them updates from time to time, extending their stay 10 days and then another week, and then another. Finally, ten weeks into their stay the jet showed up and it was over. It was a subdued trio that flew back to the big Apple, exhausted and mentally gearing themselves for their roles, Nate getting back to work, Zach slipping back into the role of a well behaved ten year old and Gary, well there was no pretense in the big man. He was just Gary. As they stretched and got ready to disembark Gary slipped Nate a copy of his log.

Really? He had been fucked 143 times? Was that possible? Eaten ass 79 times? And the list went on. Nate, blushing, thanked the big man, hugging him impulsively. He would never forget these two.

Lisa looked up from her paper she was working on as Nate bumped and banged his way back into the tiny apartment. She tried to not look startled at the appearance of her long lost room-mate. His attire was certainly more appealing over his usual dumpy suit. It was tasteful and tight fitting.

"Hmm hi!"

"Hi, yourself," Nate answered cheerfully. "You look surprised! Wait, OK I will tell you. I got the job! You know the one at the District Attorney's Office. I start next week."

Lisa came up and hugged him, trying to ignore his new look.

"Oh that," he said with a laugh, "yea I'm gay. Even my momma didn't seem surprised at THAT news. Funny that it took a ten year old to get through to me!"

The End