The Three Day Pass Ch. 23

"There are none. Joseph let it go! I know what you did! NOW for the last time, LET IT GO!" Rich said. "The only thing I'm interested in is that you are here and that you still love me. And one thing more--that you used a condom! Other than that, if you feel you have to confess something, go see a minister! I forgive you and I love you and I will always understand. I just don't want to hear about it. The only thing that matters is that you love me and want me! The rest of this crap will end once this fuckin business is over."

Joseph got up from the table and went over to Rich and took him in his arms and kissed him. "Come let's take that shower now." Together they went into the bathroom and Joseph started to strip Rich. When he had taken the last bit of clothing off him and Rich stood nude before him, the soldier let the bathrobe he was wearing fall to the floor. The two nude lovers stood looking at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Joseph finally kneeled down before him and placed his hands on Rich's hips and pulled the man to him. He buried his face in Rich's crotch and with tears in his eyes he kissed and licked his lover's manhood. Through the sobs he kept murmuring over and over, I love you!

Rich placed his hands under Joseph's armpits and lifted him up and kissed him, His arms pulling the soldier's body to his own. "Come let's take that shower." Rich said reaching over and turning on the shower. "Since you insist on my acting as your father confessor, lets wash away all your sins."

They got into the shower and they soaped each other up and rinsed each other off. Joseph pushed Rich to the side of the shower stall and starting at his shoulders he kissed his way down the chest and belly of the moaning and quaking actor. Rich's body became one raw nerve. Every place that Joseph's mouth touched seemed to quiver. Starting at the base of Rich's cock Joseph using his tongue tip tickled his way up the shaft until it reached the piss slot. There his lips forming a tight perfect 'O' as he pressed them against the dripping dick meat, sucking it until just the head was consumed. His lips formed a confining, tight ring clamping down on his circumcision scar while his tongue washed over the cockhead. The actor leaned his head back; breathing heavily, he placed his hands on the sides of Joseph's head and lightly pulled Joseph's face onto his cock while he ground his hips forward. The invading meat slowly entered the hot wet mouth until the head was at the opening to Joseph's throat. The warrior swallowed and felt the cock enter his throat. His nose soon became buried in Rich's pubic hair. The penis was deep throated and now began to move in and out of his throat. Stifling the urge to gag, he moved his fingers to grab the actors gyrating hips and then the tips of his fingers moved to the soft tissue surrounding the rosebud. One finger pushed and rubbed against the gateway; until it unlocked and let the roaming digit enter the love channel. Like a guided missile it sort and found its target, the hard joy button deep within the bowels. Rich's eyes closed and his head started to roll from side to side as he started to grunt and moan. The combination of Joseph's soft lips, his squeezing throat, working together and in concert with his finger, drove Rich crazy. At first Rich tried to avoid the probing fingertip, but soon, very soon, he started to grind his ass against the invading digit. Joseph seeing that the quivering mass before him was about to explode, let the hard cock slip slowly out of his throat until his lips were once again around Rich's circumcision scar, where Joseph once again let his tongue lap over the cock lips. By this time Rich was no longer able to control himself and he started screaming as he erupted spraying rope after rope of cummmmm into Joseph's mouth, overflowing onto his lips and over his face. Grabbing the sagging body and trying to hold it erect Joseph rose up and kissed the lips of the moaning panting man. Their mouths opened and their tongues touched and jointly shared the taste of Rich's sexual release, while the shower water continued to flow over the bodies of the lovers cleansing their bodies and their souls.

Later that evening they got dressed and Frank came over to pick them up. The three of them went down to the village and Frank took them to a little comedy club where they had a few drinks and watched some improvisational group do some comedy routines. It was all very avant-garde and very GAY. They laughed and drank and had a ball. It was a good way to rest and forget about the real world. Both men sandwiched poor Frank between them. Frank didn't mind at all. He told his two friends that every guy there was jealous that an old fart like him could have a date with two of the handsomest guys in the room.

"They must think I'm your sugar daddy. Bet the next time I come in here looking for a guy I'm going to be mobbed with young cock fighting over who should be my bed companion. I'll just have to take my time examining the crop." Frank said as he ran his hands over both their legs and leaned over and kiss each on the cheek. The old guy really enjoyed himself acting the part of the rich cradle snatcher (so to speak). It was all meant in good fun and the two young men were having a ball playing along with the old guy. "You two guys are going to have to excuse me. I have to go to the powder room."

Frank got up and started to head to the men's room and as he did Joseph noticed that a young guy at a near-by table got up and followed after him. Frank took a while to return and when he did there was a big smile on his face. Joseph noticed that the young guy from the other table returned to his seat a bit later.

Joseph leaned over and whispered into Frank's ear, "You old codger, what took you so long? Is that young man, over there, your next bed warmer or did you have him service you right in the stall?"

"You know I don't kiss and tell. However, he unlike some young soldier I know, was only too glad to both service me and accept my invitation to a night of relaxation later this evening." Frank said as he smiled and gave a little nod and one of those small Queen Elisabeth finger waves to the young man at the other table who smiled back and ran his tongue over his lips. "The two of you are set for the evening so why should I sleep alone? Like I told you when we first met in the restroom, I'm a fisherman, I cast out my line and wait for a nibble. This time I got a bite and later I will real him in and have a late night snack of fresh fish. Now let's enjoy the comedy and what's left of our evening before I have to be serviced by that young stud."

And that's what they did until one comedian came on and told some jokes about politics, Moslems and terrorists. Even Joseph was offended and told Frank that he would like to teach the man a lesson or two. Frank called over the waiter, handed him a 10 dollar bill and asked if he would ask the performer if he would care to join them for drinks.

"No, I'm sorry but he usually does not sit at the tables with guests." The waiter said and offered to return Frank's money.

"In that case, will you just send my compliments to him and ask him if he would break his rule once and join us for a drink?" Rich said handing him his calling card and then added, "Tell him that Rich Worth would like to make his acquaintance."

"I'll ask him, but like I said... Wait a minute not the 'Rich Worth'?"

"I'm afraid so. Would you do that for us? And please no advertisement or fuss, we would just like to talk with him." Rich said.

The waiter walked back stage to deliver their invitation.

The men at the table looked questioning at Rich and he turned his palms up and said, "Hell if I can't use my 'fame' once in a while, what the fuck good is it." And the three of them laughed.

"I'm really glad to see that it has not gone to you head." Frank kidded him.

"Hello" said the comedian as he approached the table with his hand reaching out. "I'm honored that you asked me to sit with you, Mr. Worth. I have had the pleasure of seeing some of your work and always wanted to meet you. Grant Davis here."

"Nice to meet you Grant. I would like to introduce my friends, Frank Gordon and even thought he is in civvies Sgt. Joseph Benson, US Army. Come sit down and join us for a drink." As the young man seated himself Rich took two tickets out of his wallet and offered them to Grant and told him, "I have two tickets for my play, they are open ended. Perhaps the next time you come to see the play, you and your friend will come back stage for a visit? My friends and I think you have a lot of talent, well two of us anyway. Joseph here has a few reservations about your humor."

"Oh I'm sorry to hear that, but then we can't please everyone all the time." Grant said as he signaled the waiter and ordered a beer. Turning to Joseph he stated, "I'm always open to constructive criticisms. What bothers you about my act?"

"Well for one thing, I really do not care for humor at the expense of others. Your presentation of all Moslems and Islam in general as something to be made fun of is hurtful to say the least if not dangerous. I don't think you have any idea what Islam is about." Joseph said. "If you did than perhaps you would not make jokes about it."

"Perhaps you are right about my not knowing about Islam, Joseph, but then not much is written in English about the subject. What is written portrays a barbarity that is almost comic in it's tragedy. And comedy is my stock and trade. What more is there to learned from a religion that honors the killing of other people?"

"Well we had all better start to learn about it. It is the religion of the vast majority of people on this planet." Joseph said. "Learning about it does not mean that you have to agree with it. It means that you might just understand how they feel and what they want out of life."

"Grant, just take your routine and change your references from Muslim to Christian or Jew and Islam to Christianity or Judaism, And your 'towel heads' to Dagos, Kikes or Niggers. How would you feel if you had to hear that?" Rich asked. These are hurtful expressions and I think you should learn about what you are making fun of before you get into trouble.

"Are you a Muslim Joseph? If you are then I confess to you my pure lack of knowledge of the religion and to tell you the truth I really don't care to learn about it."

"No I'm a Christian, but I do have some knowledge of the religion and customs. I just think that it would be nice if you were to get to know something about the fastest growing religion in the world as well as the third largest religion of the United States." Joseph said. We have enough politicians running around shooting their mouth off without having you join in."

"Joseph happens to teach Arabic and Arab customs to the Army personnel at the US Army language school." Frank said. "He knows what he is talking about."

"Do you speak Arabic?" Grant asked.

"Yes I do and I read and write it also. Look I'm not telling you to change your routine, just learn about what you are making fun of. Once you do that, I'm sure you will be even funnier."

"Well thanks for your advice. I'll try to learn more. Thanks for the drinks and the tickets." He said as he got up. "Now I have to get ready for the next show."

"And we have to be leaving also. It was nice meeting you." Rich said. "And please stop by when you come to see the play again."

After they left Frank asked if Joseph thought what they said had had an effect on the entertainer.

"Nawwwwww. Why should he be different than our political leaders?"

It was late when they got up to leave and Frank signaled the guy at the other table that he was leaving. Joseph asked him if he would prefer if Rich and he found their way home alone.

"Thank you, but there is no need to do that, I have made arrangements to meet him after I take you home. I always take the dates I came with home before I ...... well you know what I mean."

Frank turned down the offer of a night cap as he dropped them off at the apartment and then watched as they entered the apartment house through the garage. Frank then lifted his cell phone and dialed a number. When the party answered he said, "I'm on my way, pick you up in about 20." And then he hung up and pulled away from the sidewalk to meet his date.

As Joseph and Rich walked thru the garage Joseph told him he wanted to check the car again. He did and to his astonishment found that there was no bug. He started to question whether or not to call Barns at this late hour, but Bill had always told him to call if anything came up no matter what the time. So as soon as he entered Rich's place he dialed Barns, and apologized for the lateness of the call then told him about the bug.

"No sweat, I was expecting your call. Yes we know about it being gone. It was removed about one hour ago. We even saw who done it."

"Who was it???? And how did you find out about it?"

"I have had someone watching your car since this afternoon when we found the bug. It was your friend, Mr. Alli Balbak."

"And I thought it was Dina! Why would a Syrian diplomat do that? Why would they bug me?"

"Interesting question. Who knows what they will do???? Like the man says this thing is getting curiouser and curiouser. Tis a puzzlement." Barns said laughing.....

"Huh! What man?" Asked Joseph.

"Oh sorry, it was from before your time. It was a quote from Yul Brynner when he played the King of Siam in 'The King and I'. I think..."