The Seal and the Stripper (closed for Imcms)

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Robert "Bob" Andrews
Age: 30
Hair: Black, cut in a short but wavey style
Eyes: Blue
6'2"
257
Well muscled body, has a navy tattoo on his right bicep. has a slight limp in his left leg.

Bob punched out of the shipyard. he wore his thick work boots and heavy threaded cargo pants. His top was a simple black t-shirt under his old military BDU. His leg ached a bit the wound he got form his mission in the south china sea hurt. he took his pill and swallowed.

he was heading for the corner side bar up the street past the old theaters that now bore seedy movies, or strip clubs. He passed many of these as these were not his thing. he had gone to a few in many countries but it was something he cared not to partake in. he passed the only club on the strip he would even consider go in to, Mr. Chus' Pretty Boys, and Tasty Trannies. he blushed as he passed, his old military ruck sack was slung over his shoulder as he walked past the alley he heard some laughing and the sound of a fist hitting flesh.

Curious he began down the alley not knowing what was going on. if it was what he thought and some girl was gonna get raped he would stop it. he may not like women like he had once done, no one deserved such a thing. He continued down the alley as he could see four guys two held down one of them as another stood and shook his fist as if it was pained.
 
Logan Davenport
Age: 23
Height: 5’10”
Body: Slimmed and toned a dancers body with a single piercing through his lower lip
Hair: Longish shaggy deep brown hair
Eyes: Dark brown eyes

Logan stepped out behind Mr. Chub’s to take a deep breath of hair that wasn’t crammed pack with stale smoke. He closed his eyes and let the cooler night breeze cool his skin as he took a break from the dancing and the people and the groping. God he was so tired of being a dancer and a sex object with no emotions, not that he ever fucked his clients it was his own personal policy not to and one of the reasons he was so popular with clubs and patrons alike. Even though he was gaining in popularity after six years he was getting tired of it and wanted to make a real life for himself somewhere. Maybe he could even one day find love. A noise to his left had his eyes popping open and had him on full alert.

“Well, well, well, look what we have here boys. If it isn’t the I’m too good to fuck you Kendoll.” The leader of the group said. Logan cursed his stupid luck inside his head this is what he got for taking a break and day dreaming.

“Marcus I am too busy to deal with you tonight I gotta get back to work.” He said and went to reach for the door. He was taken by surprise and knew he shouldn’t have been when punch landed across his jaw. Logan hissed out a breath righted his self and kept walking to the door but he had a feeling he was about to get the shit beat out of him. Before he could take another step toward the door Marcus’ two lackies pulled him up short one on each side holding him still for Marcus.

“Think your too good for me do ya?” Marcus questioned and landed a punch in the stomach that almost had Logan throwing up. Marcus continued punching on him until Logan’s head hung down his hair curtaining his face a bit. Marcus gave him an upcut to make Logan look up again and waved his fist in front of his face. “I bet you’ll let me fuck that fine ass now won’t ya? Especially if you want this to stop.”

Sickened at the idea Logan spit in Marcus’ face the mixture of siliva and blood covered his cheek. Marcus pulled back his fist and Logan good tell that by the power marcus’ was gathering and the anger in his eyes this punch would be the last thing Logan remebered for a while.
 
Bob saw the scene before him, he had seen this boy before, usually at the bar after the night shift and had seen many of the others cast him aside because of what he did. he walked forward his thick boots scrapping along the ground now, and causing the goons heads to turn as there boss rattled on about gonna get his moneys worth out of his sweet ass.

" Hey fuck off hes' with me" Bob says as he gets marcus to spin about. the other man frowns in anger.

"No you fuck off you Cripple, This fine ass is gonna get me off I'm gonna make the bitch scream, and may be leave him a little bloody and bruised so he knows what he truely is" with that phrase marcus snaps his fingers and the bald large guy on Logan right arm rushes towards Bob.

Bobs trained had already perpaired him for things like this with ease he threw his ruc sack out to trip the fool and send him painfully face first into the pavement his face slapping hard with a wet smack

They second one springs up and comes at him, this one begins a series of punches, Bob dodges them, after about six punches he grabs the fools arm extending it fully an than slamming his elbow down breaking the arm, he than pops the man in the face breaking nose and teeth with one quick punch.

Hearing the other thug stir, she flips the man he was holding, by his injured arm over and down on top of the first thug. The duo groaned a bit.

Bob turns to marcus who was in the alleys corner as it didn't have an opening and shivered as he pleaded for his life."Please..Please don't hurt me, i'm....I'll leave and go, just don't hurt me"

bob shook his head and sent his fist into the mans face breaking the nose, and than his second fist found his jaw breaking it. As the man fell behind him he turned to the boy and gave a worrie look " are you okay" he held out his hand and smiled " Come on lets get you out of here"
 
Logan stood there in shock as everything went downwatching the taller older man basically kick the shit out of Marcus and his gang. Once Logan was released he kinda just sank down to ground a little weak and a lot of confussed. When the man offered him a hand asking if he was okay and offered to get him out of there, Logan kinda just staired around then back up at the tall well bit man. Besides his Jakie Chan moves Logan didn’t know anything about this man and that made him nervous.

“I umm …. I’m on the clock I should get back inside.” He said stumbling over his words knowing that he would not be able to work the rest of his shift with his bruised and battered face and body.

Logan looked from the man to his hand to the dick heads on the ground slowly crawling from the alley but Marcus was watching them like a hawk and then Logan remember the man had said they were together. Unless he proved the man was telling the truth Marcus would be back and he knew it. So Logan took his hand though he mostly stood using the support of the wall and then just to play it up Logan stepped into the man wrapping his arms around his middle. “Thanks honey I didn’t know if you would make it before my break was up but I’m glad you did, I missed you.”

Without thought Logan leaned up and kissed the man lightly on the lips careful of his own busted lip. After he pulled away he glanced at the mouth of the alley way to see the other three gone and went to step away from the stranger.
 
he felt the kiss and blushed, he hadn't been kissed in a while the feeling was foreign his loins stirred as he let the man kiss him. this Logan.

He felt the younger man pull away but he slipped his hands arouns the back of logan and keep pressing his lips into the younger man tasting a little blood and the flavor of the drink he had consumed. his hand softly squeezed the yong strippers ass, he held the kiss and pressed the man close to him letting the boy feel his ripped body on his as well as the bulge in his pants touching his. he than pulls away and lets his other hand slide under the boys chin and smiles.

" You are gonna go in there and tell Mr. Chu your done.. if not I'll go in there and do it for you than spin you around and spank your ass, you are better than this..." he says looking into your eyes his eyes connecting to yours holding little back as he looks at your soft face, and see its cut, and he pulls the hand away your your soft ass and reaches into his pocket pulling out his hankerchief and dabbing the soft fabric on your lip.

"Besides if you don't quit those ass holes will come back her when they are healed and beat you worse than they already have, and by the way they where looking at you they were gonna do more than beat you, So your gonna go into that Strip club and quit... and once you do I'm taking you to get your stuff and Than I'm gonna clean you up and get you some food, after that those ass holes will have lost interest in you and than you can go on your way alright?"

he says as he lets your chin drop and he smiles a big broad smile and than he nods. " not to bad you won't need stitches, but i would say keep some alcohol on it and you'll be fine" he says as he leans in and kisses you on the cheek.

"By the Way i'm Robert, but you can call me Bob" he says smilng at you still faint hints of roseiness in them from his akwardness and embrassement with his feelings to this stranger
 
Logan simply blinked his long lashes up at the man who simply wanted to be called Bob. The man pulling him back in and kissing him pressing there arousals together was now telling him to quit his best paying, that he would clean him, feed him, then let him go. Logan saw a number of issues with this but was having a little trouble voicing them after the man’s tender care he seemed to be a series of contradictions.

“First off, and I find this pretty big, I don’t know you from Adam. Just because some regulars decided to be stupid and make good on threats don’t make me stupid. Second, if, and that’s a big if, I was inclined to follow your letters to a T then when you sent me on my way what the hell would I do for a living?” He asked blinking up at the man.

Logan looked around the alley shaking his head still trying to understand what all had happened in just a matter of moments. “Anyway I happen to need to feel Mr. Chu in so he can ban the assholes at the very least. If you come or not that your business and at the moment that is as far as my decision making his going.”

Logan stepped away from Bob and went back to the back door opening it wide enough that the man could get in if he wanted and headed toward Mr. Chu’s office.
 
"I understand that, Logan, but you need to do something aside form this, maybe ho to school? get a degree, Hell how about modeling" he says as he sees the door and walks in, he blushes deep as the memories of his few lovers rush to him and his bulge is apparent, the room was a hall leading to the dressing rooms and the kitchen.

" Look Logan, I am concerned for you, You seem. Better than the rest of these lady boys here, When I saved you and you looked at me, I saw confusion in your eyes, I can tell you're no stranger to punishment, and you are to beautiful to be in here, like some caged bird. " he pulls you close and wimces as he feels his led act up from the strain of the fight, he looked at his hands covered in blood as he looks at him and chuckles.

" Got a chair for a wounded Vet," he said as he pulled out a pill bottle and took out and pill and downed it he than amiled at Logan" look if you don't go in there and tell Mr.Chu you quit I will you need to free your self if this life, and I will give you a roof to stay under and food to eat, That's all I'm asking. I have a few other rules if you want to stay more than a few days but we'll come to that when we get there." he said as he leans over rubbing the leg that was pox marked from his wound.
 
Logan hurt like hell already add that to the fact that he had already been considering his future now here was this man offering a deal of his life. It seemed too good to be true. Without thinking Logan spun half around. "Wha....." He hissed in a breath before the first word was even fully. When he went to spin around and face "Bob" he moved in a way that incrased the pain in his ribs.

Logan simply leaned against the wall and closed his eyes for a moment. He knew he couldn't work and he knew he was busted up pretty bad even though he seemed to act fairly normal anyone who knew him knew he wasn't moving with his normal gracefulness. Bob had saved him after all and if it didn't work out well Logan could always figure something else out or go back to dancing at least it was worth shot.

"Sure," He finally said eyes still closed, "why the hell not? Let's go."
 
he smiled as he reached out and squeezed your hand and than slide his arm around your waist and leans in to kiss your cheek.

" Come than roomie, lets go home" he said pulling your arm over his shoulder so the both of you could lean on each other as he made his way back out the door and smiles as his nose hits the fresh sea air and relaxes a bit as he picked up his ruck sack and smiles.

"My place isn't big, but its nice, kitchen, dining room family room, finished basement." he winced as logans leg hit his but he continued on" I have only one bedroom.. My quest room is full of my book and a few mementos from my missions, have a suvonier from every country I've every been too" he says as he leads out of the ally and up the incline to the parking lot.

he didn't look at the people here on the street. They knew little about him. He did how ever feel bad for Logan. Seems the poor lad hadn't seen enough punishment like this in a while. He wasn't too worried though as he was gonna turn this boys life around. he say something in this boy, something he had once strived to do, and succeeded, and Bob was not gonna let this kid drift by as some dancer, when he could do so much more.

He got Logan to his car. A simple old dodge pick up. It was rustic and its once purple paint job was faded to a lavender, and several small flecks of rust dotted it as he rested Logan against the back wheel as he opened the trucks door and smiled. Bob walked forward and kissed the young boy on the lips tasting the flavor of them again, the very lips were intoxicating as he held it as the truck door dinged do to its being ajar. about 80 or so dings went off as Bob held his lips to Logans his soft tongue teasing them aswell for a brief second before retreating back into his mouth. Bob couldn't help him self the boy was sexy his body lean and hard. It screamed at Bob to kiss him, to let his hands and mouth wander to explore every inch of this young man. He though pulled away his mind knowing the boy couldn't hold his breath as long as him.

" You gonna need help into the cab Logan? " he asked politely as he held the door open for the boy and blushed. he had never kissed some one, not even a woman like that in the open. He ached to be with this boy, but not here. Here was dangerous, and he couldn't risk Logans' safety not after what he had broke up.
 
Logan looked from Bob to the truck to his surrounds and back again repeating the process about three times as if he was lost and not at all sure where he was or how he got there. Logan's head was pounding his body felt beyond battered but the feel of Bob pressed close and kissing him tender made everything else fall away for a few moments. Remembering that Bob had asked him a question he looked at the truck and figured it shouldn't be too hard to manage getting in. He looked at Bob suddenly feeling shy and temid as he normally was. "I ...... I think I can manage." He whispered.

Logan careful of his aching body slipped into the truck and snapped his seatbelt after putting his back pack of work and street clothes into the back of the truck. When had he grabbed his bag? Oh well it was apparent he had at somepoint. He laid his head back against the head rest and closed his eyes letting his body relax. Truthfully he just wanted some asprin a hot bath and then to sleep for a week.
 
Bob limped over and got in his truck he slid into his seat. He reached over and brushed Logan's knee, he luahhed as he pushed it over and gripped the gear shift.
" I'd love to rub your knee but it's a stick shift and I need my hand on the shifter." he says as he leans in and kisses Logan again and than pulse away.

"Now time to get you home, and I'll give you a few Aleve and draw you a bath, while I cook us a nice meal of lobster and rice in a light curry sauce with satueed mushrooms and shallots" he says as he pukks out of the parking lot for the pier and went through town.

It seemed as he drove forever, his classic rock coming in on the scratchy radio. He didn't talk only hmmed letting Logan rest some from the ordeal. He than stopped put side a two story colonial style house painted a soft white, and a vast fenced in yard.

" home sweet home Ligan, want help out?" he says as he smiles opening his own door and sliding out to open Logan's.
 
Logan remain silent throughout the trip. He may have been more feminine in the way he dressed and acted but he was not a fanciful sort. through all t in town he didn't know what t in town he didn't know what to think. a as if he ha he had stepped into a modern gay Cinderella story. So absorbed in his thoughts he didn't they had reached their destination until Bob said something. Logan looked out the window and stairs in shock and awe at the site before him.

By the time he got over it Bob had his door open. Logan unbuckled and looked into Bob's eyes, something in them made Logan decide to trust this man. Taking his hand Logan slid from the truck smiling shyly. "Thank you."
 
He took Logan by the hand and lead him to his front door. When he walked in the room had old but functional furniture. He smiled and puts his keys in his pants pocket and than put his jacket on the pwg. Underneath was his well muscled body straining his simple sleeveless shirt. His bicep on his right are bore the navy tatto as he looked at you and smiled.

" Bathroom is on the right of the hall, The bathroom up stairs has the good old iorn tub, I'm gonna fill it for you, but take the aspirin in the cabinet down here okay" he said as he slowly made his way painfully up the steps.
 
Logan watched Bob limp up the stairs and wandered about how it had happened. He watched until he was out of sight then made his way to the bathroom down stairs as he had been directed. His own body was raked with pain and discomfort as he grabed the pills and took a few. He noticed it was a bit difficult to breath and knew he at least had a bruised rib. His face looked like hell from what he saw in the mirror and some part of his mind wandered what Bob would want from him.

After he took the pills he slowly carefully made his way upstairs and paying close attention made his way to the upstairs bathroom knocking to announce his presnse.
 
He had filled the tub with a good amount of water its unbroken surface giving off a gentle steam as he smiled. He took off his shirt and threw it in the hamper. He than was taking off his pants when Logan came in. His body was covered in a few scars, most where small. on his right leg though was a horrible mass that marred his sleek muscled leg. it wasn't a pretty sight as he tired to hide it his face a little red as he looked at the door.

"Give me a second, I'm changing" he says as he fininshes taking off his pants than his boxers. he pulls out than a pair of Pj pants and throws them on. He walks over to the door bare footed and opens it and smiles " hey Sexy you find the Aleve okay." he says as he steps in and lets his well muscled arm wraps around you and leans in and kisses you deeply on your lips letting you touch his broad well muscled body as he slowly pulls his mouth away and smiles.

"I drew you a bath, its a little on the hot side. Also i'll grab you some clothes a shirt and maybe my old room mates sweats she seems your size. When you get doen I'll have dinner waiting and than we can talk about what to do next' he said as he pulled away his bulge apparent in his thin green PJ pants as he began to limp down the hall way and smiles " try not to take to long, i'd hate to have to come in there and spank you on the first day"
 
Logan sighed as Bob left the room and leaned back against the wall thinking about how wanderful it was to have someone take care of you a little and to hold and kiss like they just had. He had been with men before but never had anything been as tender as Bob was. He let the moment sink in for a few moments before pushing off the wall. He stripped out of his clothes and winced at the pain of the movement. His torso was covered in bruised he knew it was an ugly site so he didn't look in the mirror. He stepped over and eased his body down into the hot water hissing slightly from the burn. As soon as he was fully seated he could feel his muscles begin to relax a bit.

As he laid his head back against the tub closing his eyes he remebered Bob's parting words and wandered at them. It seemed an odd thing to say and at the same time it gave Logan a mental lust fest at the thought of Bob bending him over and spanking him before pleasing them both. Logan shivered at the thought and reached for a rag and the soap and carefully began washing his body waiting on Bob to come back with the clothes.
 
He walked down the hall in the old room, He had a wife once but like most young girls left him for some ass hole. He was just doing his job, and So in Germany he went to men, again. he remembered his time there and blushed. he grabbed the soft pants that he had folded and kept in the chest in his study. He than pulled out a pair of lacy green boy shorts and blushed as he folded the womens lingerie and than walked out with them on the top.

he walked down the hall softly humming to him self as he walked into his room. He set the current pile on the dresser and smiles. It was nice to have some one here in his house. He heard his dog clack on the floor below and chuckled, Okay another human. He pulled a shirt out from his laundry hamper as he had no clean shirts for him. He sniffed he sniffed his shirt and shrugged as he folded the white shirt and smiled as he walked down the hall way.

At the door he knocked and than felt his dog mutt that was black and white sit neck to him panting as he spoke " Logan I have the clothes do you want me to leave them on the floor or bring them in" he asks as his dog barks" Oh yah and do you mind dogs, if you do i can Put Reagan in the downstairs bathroom. Or i can bring him in to meet you"
 
Logan replied without thought. "You can come in and I like dogs as long as they don't try to join me in the bath."

He laughed at the thought then glanced down seeing his bruised covered torso and winced. He maybe vain but he didn't want anyone to see him looking as bad as he was sure he did. It was too late to worry about now however he couldn't suddenly change his mind. He glanced back at the door and swallowed waiting for Bob to enter trying to think if there was a quick way he could hide the bruises but sighed knowing there was nothing.
 
he walked in and smiled. He sat the clothes on the counter next to the sink. He than walked over and looked at you. Bob saw the injures and shook his head, he turned and pulled out a wrapp and than set it down as well.

" looks like I'm gonna have to wait on dinner and wrap your ribs, they might be cracked. I'm gonna take you to Doctor Smith tomorrow afternoon. He's an old military man and will prod yo, so it will hurt but he does good work." he said as he watched Reagan walk over and sniff the tub he than sat on his haunches and looked to Bob than to Logan than began to pant.

"Reagan likes you" he says smiling a broad smile as he sat and relaxed. His right leg was stretched out and he rubbed it as he continued on.

" I dug out some of my ex-wife's sweats for you, and had to give you one of my used tees. I also thought you might want a fresh pair of undies, but..mine won't fit you so I had to get you a pair of my exes don't worry its not any of her thongs, its a boy short but they are lacey I hope you don't mind." he asks as he winces when he gets to his damaged part on his leg.
 
"I don't need a doctor it's just bruised I'm fine." Logan insisted. He hated that this vital attractive male was seeing him bare and so terribly battered.

"What happened to your leg?" Logan asked unapolegticly having noticed his limp early and how he winced and kept rubbing his thigh now.

When he mentioned his ex-wife and the boy short panties Logan simply lifted a brow in question. Part of it was in question and the other part was a bit in disbelief that the man seemed to expect him to wear his ex-wife's panties.
 
He slid a stool out and sat beside the tub now, his hand grabbing the soap and the washrag. He puts soap on his hand and lets his hand touch your shoulder and begins to rub your shoulder and than your chest. He smiled as he looked at you.

" Sorry about the panties, I know you gave me a look l, but it's the only thing underware wise that would fit you, you can wear them if you want to." he than breaths in as he reflects on your actual question.

" I was a Seal, a Navy Seal" he than sighs" about altwo years ago I was on a mission in Myanmar to get rid of a few monsterous warlords, and save a few prisoners. While doing this I was injured. I had most of my nervous damaged from shrapnel. Now I take pills for chronic pain and work as a ship Wright" he says with forlorned eyes as he rubs the soapy rag on your chest.
 
Logan sighed at the feel of Bob's hands on him slowly washing his body helping him relax and easing some of the aches and pains from his beating. As Bob told him the issue he had with his leg Logan unconsiously reached over with his damp hand and lightly rubbed against his thigh where Bob had been rubbing earlier.

"I'm sorry hun you should probably be resting after you kick ass instead of taking care of me." Logan said and again without thoughts to his actions layed his head against Bob's arm in an affectionate way. Logan had no idea what was going on with him.
 
" Never" he says as he smiles his hand and rag soothing your abs now as he smiles" you got a beat down, you didn't deserve this. My pain is form serving my country" he says with pride and he leave in and kisses your cheek as his rag and hand run across your crotch right about your cock smiling" besides I'd kick there asses again,it made feep alive again to do something like that, don't get me wrong I love my job, and the work I do for the community, but I have missed being in combat."

as he talks be lets his hand begin to stroke your cock but the rag was between his hand and your cock. He smiles and than talks again. " I'm taking you to the doc tomorrow and my friend Mr.Dastang is bringing us a lovely sampling of Indian and Chiinese food" he says as he moves down to wash youtlr legs and your balls.
 
Logan listened closely as Bob talked paying attention to every word you spoke. He arched slightly up as he stroked over his cock with the rag. Slowly his cock began to harden as Bob washed and stroked. When he moved his hand to finish washing him and whimper of disappointment he couldn’t hold back left his throat. Embarrassed by the sound Logan looked down.

“O ….Okay but really I am fine I don’t need a doctor.” Logan told you not meeting Bob’s eyes.

He wasn’t sure why he was suddenly feeling shy but he was. He nibbled his lip as he let him wash his body tending to him. He could feel a light blush covering his tanned cheeks as he watched his hands on his body from the corner of his eyes.
 
Bob kept washing the legs of this boy, Logan. He was a very beautiful man, and Bob could feel himself stir as Logan had. He pulled his hand away and leaned in to kiss the soft lips of Logan. He than pulled away as his bare hand slid along the new found hardness that he had caused in this young man and he began to slowly let his rough fingers tease the shaft.

" Logan, I will help you out. I know what it's like to feel like this, but don't worry I will let you relax"at the his utterance of attack he grasps the hard shaft in his hand and begins to gently stroke it up and down taking his time to let this young man feel every subtle movement. Bob couldn't help himself and he too slipped his hand inside his pants and began to stroke his own thickness. It had been to long since he had another man. It had been along time for intimacy period. He should stop but it felt right. Hopefully it would turn out to be so.
 
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