Swim Team

[DonQuixote]

Yeah, that last bit is a bit exotic, shall we say.
Butt, IIRC, I did explore insertion (solo) at one point, briefly.
Didn't really know WTF I was doing at the time.

[DonQuixote]

Happy Birthday
to our
GREAT AUTHOR!!!

[sheep]

Thanks for the birthday cake! Mmmmm, these desserts are so rich

Chapter sixty-one

© 2011-2013 Sheep. All rights reserved. Copyright protected.
It is illegal to copy, post or publish without the written consent of the author. This story is NOT in the public domain

previously …
“I guess we should go?” he asked.

“Remember, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”

We hugged one more time. I slipped my hand into his undies and gave Mr. Big a squeeze.

“I’m going to take out a lien on this so it can’t be sold until I’m satisfied,” I joked.

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Aaron held the door to PH1 open for me to wheel in the cartons. I left them in the kitchen for now, except the cartons of booze which I put on the stairs. Jesse had the steaks marinating in olive oil, crushed garlic, and red wine. Everyone was home. Jeff and Josh had finished for the day and moved the big table and chairs onto the cedar deck before they left. After my deck inspection, Jesse greeted me with a Cuba Libra and a kiss.

“I know you and Aaron were playing but I haven’t figured out why your mouth tastes like your own cum. I’m not mad, not jealous -- perhaps envious, but I’m sure we will have fun tonight,” Jesse said.

“If you don’t let go of me now, we won’t have to wait till tonight,” I chuckled.

“Scott, do you feel like looking at the boat catalogue now?” James asked.

“Let’s do it, babes. Grab a beer and one of these cartons and we can do it in the library.”

It was a pleasant surprise at the top of the stairs, seeing all of our study stations all complete and looking lived in. James and I went into the library and sat at the desk. James showed me the new line for next year, indicating the model I had was replaced with a slightly smaller one, and also one a bit bigger. The V8 wasn’t available in the smaller one so the decision was pretty easy. The bigger one held one more person than the old one, or two hundred pounds more cargo. It was sexier too, with a cockpit that could make a boy hard.

James brought in his laptop and went to the dealer’s portal and worked up my wish list starting with the easy order deluxe package which included everything on the old boat except the GPS, precision speedometer, and audio system. We added the hi-end audio.

“You’re a techie kind of guy. You could replace the GPS, compass, speedometer, and depth sounder with a 12” colour touch-screen that displays everything. You can even get 3G radar which is more useful than you might imagine. The display can be custom configured like your iPhone by pinching, sliding, and hitting some buttons. For instance, if speed is the most important thing, like it is when we do the slalom, you can minimize the radar or shut it off totally and have a huge digital speed reading in miles, nautical miles or kilometers, accurate to one decimal place. I saw a demo at a boat show and I want one for our next boat because I think we could sell quite a few. It’s something to think about. There are quite a few on the market. If you want to go that route, we just won’t order any of that stuff on the boat. You can have the winter to figure which system you would like,” James said.

I heard Kyle come in, so I suggested we decide on the boat tomorrow. As I got up, James wrapped his arms around me.

“Scott, I’m blown away with all the stuff you have done here, like our study area which I didn’t expect. On the other hand, I expected you would show me more love and stuff, like you did that first weekend with Robb. Did I do something wrong?” he asked.

“Oh boy, James, I don’t know how to respond. I love you as much as I ever did. I think when the twins go to Ottawa, our lives will get back to normal. Kyle will be back in Rochester until Christmas, Jeff and Josh should finish here tomorrow, and although this is only a guess, I think Ryan will be around more, to look after Vlad’s needs,” I chuckled.

“I have a feeling Danny might get involved with Brad, the gymnast, unless Robb has another shot at him,” James said.

“I think we all want a shot at Brad,” I said, as I walked James out, my arm around his waist.


“Hasn’t anyone fixed you a drink, Kyle?” I asked, as I flopped down next to him in one of the rainbow upholstered bar stools.

Jesse stood up behind the bar with a glass of red wine for Kyle.

“You don’t think an Aussie would leave company without something to drink, do you, mate?” Jesse asked, while he removed my empty glass from my hand.

“Do you want to switch to Rye, James?” Jesse said.

“You read my mind. I wanna get shit faced, and hope someone takes advantage of me.”

I looked at Jesse with an evil grin on my face, as we both glanced over at James.

“Wipe that drool off your chin, Scott. You’re incorrigible,” Jesse said.

“Is that testosterone or pheromones I smell?” Kyle asked.

“Neither. It’s the steaks marinating. What did you do for excitement today, Kyle?” Jesse asked.

“I was out most of the afternoon with my soccer buds having fun knocking the ball about, then we stopped into a pub for a couple of beers to say goodbye to another summer. Just think, I’ll be able to drink legally at home in another 2 ½ years. Until then, I’ll never outgrow my need for milk,” he said, as he rolled his eyes.

The enterphone rang. It was John, the butcher, so I buzzed him up, and alerted the gang that he was on his way up. We all hung out around the island in the kitchen.

“Hi, I’m John Donaldson,” he said as he handed me a bunch of fresh cut flowers, and a bottle of Canadian Club.

He put down a gym bag on the floor, then I introduced the guys that hadn’t met him which was most of them. When I got to the twins, I said that these came as a matched set so we took them both. Jesse asked him what he would like to drink, and he asked for a CC and 7.

“I brought all my tools -- even an electric grinder to sharpen the knives which I should start on now. I’ll set up the grinder on the kitchen counter,” he said.

I got my knives out. Aaron got his too.

“Aaron is going to Le Cordon Bleu cooking school in Ottawa next week. He is taking Le Grand Diplôme Professionnel course. He is already a fabulous chef and masturbator, I mean master baker so his knives are the tools of his trade,” I chuckled.

“Let’s look at yours first, Aaron.”

“Okay, if you think that’s necessary,” he said as he unzipped his shorts and pulled out lots of underwear covered cock, to the astonishment of John and, well, all of us for that matter.

John turned bright pink and said he really meant he would look at Aaron’s knives first. I wasn’t convinced, however.

“Solingen steel. Aaron you have a tool of the highest quality that will last you a lifetime with proper care,” John said.

“Good, I was hoping it would last my whole life,” he said as he groped himself, making John turn pink once again.

The two of them stayed together while John taught Aaron all he knew about knife sharpening, cleaning, and safety. Jesse kept the party lubricated.

“Scott, have you ever sharpened your knives?”

“Dad used the steel on the carving knife at Sunday dinner and mom used to run out when the man with the truck with a bell on it drove through the neighbourhood. He had everything set up in his van and did a pretty good job, I think.”

“Let me caution you guys. These knives will be very sharp. Be careful.” he said.

I was surprised that he used the grinder very little; most of the work was by hand, checking the edge frequently.

When he was finished, Jesse fixed him another hit and I asked him what kind of music he liked.

“You wouldn’t have any of it I’m sure but I used to like Emerson Lake and Palmer, and ELO.”

I ran upstairs and found the vinyl for ELP Works Vol 1. and put Fanfare for the Common Man on the turntable and sat John in the best seat in the house and put it on using all the amps and speakers in a simulated 7.1 channel arrangement. It was so much fun to do that because things had been pretty quiet with the system covered in plastic during construction. I found a recent purchase of a new re-release by ELO taken from the original tapes and converted at 24 bit 96 KHz. It was a phenomenal recording. John’s jaw hit the floor. After, I switched to the Apple TV box and put some older soft rock on for background. After I examined the knives which looked new, Jesse checked our refreshments and we went out to the deck and sat around the big table. Aaron brought out a load of Nachos made with tortilla chips, hot salsa, sour cream, and cheese all melted together in a gooey mess, but it was delicious.

“I hope you like Porterhouse steaks done blue rare on the barbie ‘cause that’s what we’re havin’ mate, and after dinner we can soak nude in the Jacuzzi,” Jesse said.

I swear if John had false teeth he would have spit them out with the sudden realization he’d be sharing a bath with Jesse’s ass. I wondered if we should have a bucket of cold water standing by, to use on John. Aaron and Danny went inside, while Jesse took drink orders. A few minutes later Danny came out and asked me if we could have Brad for dinner tomorrow because his schedule got changed and he wouldn’t be able to make it on the weekend.

“Kyle, we ran into an old friend of Robb’s today who is a gymnast. Danny has the hots for him. Would it be…?”

“Bring him along. You know that any friend of yours is welcome,” Kyle said.

Danny bounded into the loft with a silly grin on his face; Aaron returned with a bag of pea pods and a pot, sat down and shelled them.

“I picked them up at the green grocer this afternoon. You don’t get any fresher than that, oh, and Jesse the potatoes are baked now so you could man the barbie,” Aaron said.

When Aaron was finishing the peas, Danny came back out with little hearts floating around his head, or so it seemed.

“Brad is coming tomorrow for dinner. He was really happy I called. He’s so easy to talk to, and said it worked out well for him because he doesn’t have to work until noon on Friday,” Danny said.

Aaron, Jesse, and I excused ourselves to do some preparation. Aaron was doing the twice baked potatoes again so he busied himself scooping potato from the half-skins, Jesse started the grill, and I opened three bottles of French Bordeaux while I marvelled at the fresh flowers Aaron apparently arranged in a vase on the dining table with the light illuminating them. It wasn’t until now I realized Aaron must have washed the floors today because they looked brilliant for the first time. I made myself another Cuba Libra and went up behind Aaron, giving him a hug and thanking him for all the work he did today, then got him another drink. After lighting candles on the table, I returned to the deck.

“Well Scott, I’m really impressed. I drove past this building as it was being renovated but had no idea how fabulous it could be. Is yours the biggest loft?” John asked.

“It is. They built a second storey over this section. Kyle is next door on the West and North and there is another loft the same as his facing East and North, but mine is the full width of the building, with a deck on the West, South, and East. The contractor should be finished tomorrow with the cedar deck on the East side. I guess in the spring we will get some big planters to do some landscaping, but for now, the budget is fucked. We’ll give you a tour after dinner,” I said.

The sizzle and aroma of the steaks on the barbie was making us hungry. We were drinking in the orange fireball of the sun as it dipped down behind far-off buildings and trees. Not long after, I sat them down at the dining table, giving John and Kyle the ‘power’ chairs. Aaron helped Jesse bring the food to the table.

It was the first time I started with the fresh peas, and delighted over the fresh sweet taste of them, just like they tasted when I was a kid. John was the first to congratulate Jesse on the steaks.

“I just bunged them on the barbie, mate. The thanks go to you for providing tender, marbled, well aged cow meat.”

Jesse proposed a toast to John and to some of the memorable meals we’ve had. After all the clinking stopped, we toasted the twins for being accepted. We made a huge dent in the wine, but the conversation flowed as effortlessly as the wine. After dinner, I gave John and Kyle the tour upstairs. Kyle loved our study area. It was interesting to see the cubicles somewhat personalized. Robb even had a fairly recent family photo on his bulletin board which upset me a little, seeing the pig that violated him. I showed John the library and the brochure of the boat I planned to order, then I took him to show off the barracks and the shower. Aaron had made the bed and pulled the zipper down a little and had his red jockstrap poking out the zipper of the blue denim duvet. We both had a laugh over that. I grabbed a stack of towels from the cupboard in the laundry room and we re-joined the party, after showing John the roof garden, pool, bar-b-que and lounging area.

Aaron asked if anyone was ready for dessert. Naturally, we all said yes. He served dishes of profiteroles he made from the left-over puff pastry he used to make the Gateau Saint-Honoré. They were delightfully decadent but light with their whipped cream filling and half dipped in chocolate. We were athletes. No counting calories for us. John didn’t look like he wasted too much time counting either. John told us a little of his personal life. He was in a relationship for a few years but it didn’t work out. After they went their separate ways, he moved down to vaseline towers into a one bedroom apartment alone. His private life was centred in the gay village. John was pretty much a “what you see is what you get” kind of guy. No pretences.

“Can I get you a drink, John?” Jesse asked.

“You twisted my arm.”

Everyone got a refill except Vlad, who had his Noni juice and a blend of tropical juices to wash it down, while I went out and checked the Jacuzzi. All was well so I went inside to get the party started. With ten guys and a six person hot tub, we split it in two. I kept James company, along with the twins and Robb. John was on second shift with Jesse, Vlad, Danny, and Kyle. It sure felt good after the long swim, which was actually pretty short by swim team standards. I knew Coach would push us for three hours, to make us look like wimps but the second day it would be two hours to show us he is a nice guy. We should have jumped into this when we got home but there was too much going on.

I got behind James and gave him a back rub. I loved hearing him moan. I found all the muscles that he worked hard today and worked on them, finishing by massaging his hard cock for a minute. Clearly, James didn’t want me to stop but the twins wanted to give me one, while James laid his strong athletic hands on Robb. It was time to let the others soak so we got out and gave John a jaw-dropper as we were all hard. He was the first one to get in, to hide something growing between his legs. I casually hit the light switch to illuminate the whirlpool. Jesse sat beside him, making me wonder if the white truck would be hauling another one away tonight. Actually it was quite funny. John looked straight ahead looking over the skyline. I presumed he knew he would pop a woody if he so much as glanced at Jesse’s package. They had a fairly quiet soak, while we fixed ourselves another round, returning in time to see Danny getting out first with his hard 10” cock about 8” away from John’s face.

“My God, Danny. You’re going to develop back problems carrying that much dick around with you,” John said.

“It isn’t all that heavy,” Danny said, as he lifted it up over his belly button, and let it go, then made it dance with muscle contractions, while John drooled. When Jesse got out he fumbled his towel, dropping it on the deck so he bent over at the waist, giving John an unobstructed view of his full figured ass. They all got out, John with his hands in front of himself, while Jesse got them another round. Vlad wanted a real drink and he was curious about scotch so we took a glass upstairs and rummaged through the single malts and found a fifteen year Glenfiddich. I poured a small amount and handed it to Vlad who swirled it around in the glass, looked at its colour, put his nose up to the glass and had a few small sniffs, and finally took a swig of it and rolled it around his tongue, finally swallowing it. I don’t know why I expected steam to whistle out of his ears.

“Nice finish. Reminds me of apples,” he said.

“I think you’ve done this before.”

“My uncle always had a wee dram of single malt Scotch in the evening. Quite often he invited me to join him. A few times, he had some friends from the embassy over for a Scotch nosing. They brought the scotch -- usually five or six bottles. Some of it was really old like thirty years. They never took any of the bottles back with them so we had a selection of dozens of part bottles, sort of like yours,” Vlad said.

“You amaze me, Vlad. I figured you were just apprehensive about the blood work tomorrow and wanted something to help you sleep,” I said.

“Scott, if I’m going to die, would you make me leave the loft? I’ve never felt more loved. I don’t want to go to a hospice to die. I want to be with you and my other friends. I can afford a nurse if it comes to that,” he said.

I reached over for the bottle and poured a bigger shot in it, and had a sip myself, returning the glass to his hand.

“My friend, if it comes back and you need help, I’d consider putting my degree on hold in order to take care of you myself, as long as I’m able. Let’s hope this is hypothetical,” I said.

He put the glass on the coffee table and gave me a loving hug which I returned. It lasted a couple of minutes and finished with a passionate kiss.

“So are you and I going to take the twins to Ottawa? Could we make it a 3 day trip, because I’d like to show them around, and take them to the cooking school’s restaurant for dinner, and you and I could sleep together?” Vlad asked.

I placed his hand on my junk to answer his question; he did the same with my hand.

I hoped he really was talking a hypothetical situation, and that he was getting better, because Vlad had managed to worm his way into my heart. When I met him in the pool that day with Jesse, I never considered the possibility I would ever have such strong feelings for him. I also felt awkward because of his relationship with Ryan who was a handsome guy and very much in love with Vlad.

“Don’t worry about Ryan. He loves you too. He is happy we can make love with no jealousy, and I am dying to find out how being double penetrated by the two of you would feel.”

“Vlad, I don’t see this going down this evening so why don’t we join the party?” I said, as I pulled my towel off.

He gave its thick head a kiss. I did likewise, cleaning up a drop of honey dew.

“Can I have just a little bit more?” he said with a smile.

“What I find amazing is how we seem to know what the other is thinking. I was sitting here quietly feeling guilty about Ryan and at that very moment, you mentioned Ryan. Spooky, man!” I said, as I reached over and poured a little more Scotch in his glass.

“Scott, I wish we could just sit here together all night or until this bottle is empty but I know, we have company.”

“Spooky, because I knew you were going to say that. Bring the glass with you,” I said.


We returned to the party after I poured myself another. Things were heating up. We joined Jesse and Kyle who were taking a cool down cycle at the table while the rest whooped it up in the Jacuzzi.

“If I give you a key to my loft, could you check the mail, run the taps and make sure the heating is working, Scott?” Kyle asked.

“I was going to ask if you want me to take care of things or if Raph will be doing that?”

“You’re right here. I’d rather pay you to keep an eye on it.”

“Kyle, James will be using your parking spot. If any money was going to change hands, it would be to you, not from you. Just email, phone, text, send a carrier pigeon or whatever to let me know the date you are coming back,” I said.

“I’ll know more when I see how soccer works out. I hope to get together with Raph in Buffalo or Niagara Falls for American Thanksgiving. If I can possibly get to Toronto, I will, but it’s not likely. As a matter of fact, If you knew of the right student, I’d consider renting it until the end of Spring term,” Kyle said.

“I’ll keep my ears open. I might rent the twins condo too, but I want them to get established in school, to make sure that’s working out okay.”

“I was thinking for tomorrow’s dinner, do you mind if I bring the food here because it’ll be ten guys again. I could start us off with appetizers and drinks at my place, then we could move the party here,” Kyle said.

“Actually, it works out better for me because my Apple guy is going to be here setting up the server, network and RAID backup. If there is enough food, I’d like to offer him some because he is really skinny,” I chuckled.

“There’s always lots,” Kyle said.

“Speaking of lots, Danny, if you don’t stop waving that monster in front of my face, I’m going to open my mouth and swallow it,” John said.

“He would like that. He needs to cum several times a day. Just so you know, make sure you swallow it all because the rule here is no cum in the Jacuzzi, otherwise it has to be drained, cleaned, refilled, etc.” James said.

“I’m game, John, but to be on the safe side, let’s get out of here. I’ve only cum once today so my balls are full,” Danny said as he climbed out, with John in hot pursuit.

Danny stood on a chair beside John at the table with a raging hard-on and playfully slapped his meat against John’s face, making loud smacking sounds as John moaned in anticipation. Finally he opened wide; Danny stuffed his huge ten inch cock slowly in John’s mouth, letting him become accustomed to its circumference and length.

“Fuck my face, Danny. I want every drop of you in my mouth. It’s been so long since I had cream of some young guy,” John said, as he fingered Danny’s hole and swirled his tongue over Danny’s large head.

Danny moaned and tossed his head back and said, “I’m gonna cum.”

John went into Hoover mode, and gulped load after load of Danny’s tasty ball juice down his throat as Danny moaned his approval, and started shaking all over when his climax ended. John held on to him so he wouldn’t fall.

“All I can say is wow! I’ve had a long dry spell. Thank you so much Danny -- you’ve made me very happy. Scott, have you ever thought of having a party for your swim team on the roof? We loan out a huge pig roaster if you buy the charcoal and pig from us. I’d love to set it up and cook it for you guys. We have a bunch of Coke coolers too for loan, if you buy the Coke and ice,” John offered.

“Dude, that’s awesome. They have heavy duty wiring at one end of the roof for lighting and sound equipment for a band. There’s a sauna up there too, and gas radiant heaters to take the chill off in the evening. Maybe we could have a combined party for the swimmers, divers and gymnasts. How many does it serve?”

“You should calculate 1 lb. of meat per person. If the pig weighs 100 pounds it should feed about 100. For athletes, you need a little more. A 100 pound pig takes about 10 hours but you don’t really have to watch it,” John said.

Jesse got us refills. Nobody was shy around John who was still hard and his cock was a dark red colour.

“We’ve just got to get a band and make this the party of the century. Just thought of something. Is this roaster real heavy because we need to carry it up a double flight of stairs?”

“It’s not too bad. Four strong guys would have no trouble carrying it up. It’s stainless steel and has tires on it so it rolls easily. Did you have a date in mind?” John asked.

We swim six days a week. Our first meet is the end of September, we have Thanksgiving off, then a meet every weekend until Christmas break, so I think the Saturday before Thanksgiving, the second Monday in October might work. We need to talk to the rest of the team and Coach to see if it’ll work,” I said.

“I’ll pencil it in for then. Confirm with me as soon as you can, and put a deposit on it which you’ll get back when it’s returned clean and undamaged,” John said.

Kyle tried to stifle a yawn, and in the process, drew attention to himself. It was a valiant effort but they are contagious. John reminded us he worked a twelve hour day Thursdays and had to be on his way. After he put his clothes on, he called a cab, thanked us for a great evening, gave Danny a wink, and picked up his bag with the tools in it, and let himself out. Kyle didn’t even bother dressing; what’s the point? There were only two lofts occupied -- his and mine, so after a hug, he left.

“You look tired Scott. Adam and I will put the dishes through. Why don’t you guys go warm up the bed?” Aaron suggested.

James had a pleading look on his face so without a word being spoken, Jesse, Danny, Robb, and Vlad went back for a final soak while I grabbed James’ hand and ran upstairs, two at a time.

to be continued ...

[Kyanimal]

If it were Jame's hand that I was holding, I'd be running UP those stairs, too!

Great chapter, Sheep!

I'm looking forward to hearing about all of "Our" Boys joining James, and "Me!" HA!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

[DonQuixote]

Sheep,
You take us so many different places - most of them UPlifting.
Why do I feel like the butcher coming into the penthouse?
Why do I WANT to be the butcher coming into the penthouse?

Vlad - oh, Vlad. What is his prognosis? The downside potential.
So much tragedy as already entered Scot's life.

[Calagang]

Sheep,once more Tu assures grave, as we say in french, I like the way John says he wants to suck Danny and how you describe the way he does it, lovely

[sheep]

Good ,thanks

Thanks for reading and commenting. Hope you enjoyed it.

If it were Jame's hand that I was holding, I'd be running UP those stairs, too!
Great chapter, Sheep!
I'm looking forward to hearing about all of "Our" Boys joining James, and "Me!" HA!
Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

That's like running up 2 flights of stairs but well worth it to hold James' hand or whatever

Sheep,
You take us so many different places - most of them UPlifting.
Why do I feel like the butcher coming into the penthouse?
Why do I WANT to be the butcher coming into the penthouse?

Vlad - oh, Vlad. What is his prognosis? The downside potential.
So much tragedy has already entered Scott's life.

I think the butcher's friends will not believe him when he regales them with stories of how beautiful and young, hung and full of cum the boys were. I'm sure his stories included sucking/fucking/being sucked/rimming/ and getting it up the ass by a pair of 12" twins at the same time. He may have included something about the great steak his friend who has been flirting with him did on the grill at the amazing loft which was the top 3 floors of a huge warehouse. I doubt he mentioned Scott.

I can't tell you about Vlad just yet -- don't have the results back. Let's hope for the best but be prepared for the worst

The chapter isn't finished yet, so don't try to find out through devious means because I don't know yet. I hope he will be okay. The cute twink somehow wormed his way into my heart.

[sheep]

Chapter sixty-two

© 2011-2013 Sheep. All rights reserved. Copyright protected. It is illegal to copy, post or publish without the written consent of the author. This story is NOT in the public domain

Previously …
“You look tired Scott. Adam and I will put the dishes through. Why don’t you guys go warm up the bed?” Aaron suggested.

James had a pleading look on his face so without a word being spoken, Jesse, Danny, Robb, and Vlad went back for a final soak while I grabbed James’ hand and ran upstairs, two at a time.
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After James stopped laughing about Aaron’s red jockstrap pouch protruding from the open zipper that holds the two duvets together, I hugged him tightly.

“Think of a number between one and a hundred?”

“Um, sixty-nine?” James suggested.

“That’s what I was thinking,” I said, as I pushed him onto the bed.

I was really horny for him after wanking him a little in the whirlpool. I love how uncut cock glides so smoothly. I played with his foreskin with my tongue at first, then I sucked his beautiful mirror-smooth head into my mouth.

“Ahhh baby, I’m so sensitive so go easy on me. I want to enjoy it,” he said, then resumed sucking my comparatively numb dick.

It seemed like forever since James and I made love. It felt good running my finger tips over his blond hairy thighs. The moaning transmitted into my cock was my assurance I was doing it properly. When he pushed my face off of it, I knew I was “too good.” That’s the way I had to pleasure James unless there was a race. He slapped his meat on my face a few times, then he dropped his balls on my tongue. He had me on the edge.

“I’m going to cum but don’t drink it all. I want to swap some with you,” James said.

Hearing that was all I needed to push me over the edge. We both had big ejaculations into each other’s mouths, after which James got on top of me and kissed with lots of tongue and cum swapping. He brought me down slowly by frotting with me until we were both too sensitive. Then we had a brief cuddle, touching each other, reassuring each other that this was all about love. That’s when we rolled off the bed and had a shower.


“You’re worried about Vlad, aren’t you?” James asked.

“I’m hoping for the best, and at this point, I’m not prepared for the worst. I guess I’m apprehensive. We’ve done everything we can do to fix him. He asked me if he would have to leave and go to a hospice if the cancer came back. I told him I was prepared to put my degree on hold to look after him if it came to that.

“Let’s burn that bridge when we come to it. Perhaps we can all help out enough so you can graduate in the spring,” James said.

I was rolling on the floor due to James’ mixed metaphors.

“Didn’t you mean to say, “we can kill two bridges with one stone,” James?”

He thought for a moment, then went all pouty and slugged my arm.

“See if I ever swallow your boy slime again. I meant to say “let’s cross that bridge when we come to it,” shithead,” James said.

I continued laughing at him until I was interrupted by Vlad and the twins, wanting to shower the Jacuzzi chemicals off their skin. James stepped out as Vlad stepped in. I was about to leave.

“Can you wash my back, Scott?” Vlad said.

“Sure I can.”

“Will you?” he corrected himself.

“You know I’d do anything for you, Vlad.”

“Will you cuddle with me tonight? I asked Jesse if it would upset him and he said he was going to suggest it, so will you?” Vlad asked.

“That’s what I had in mind for tonight, anyway. Is there anything else you want?” I asked.

“I want to suck you off in the shower right now, while the rest jerk off all over us,” he said.

My cock acknowledged my willingness to share Vlad’s kinky perversion, as did the twins. Robb, Jesse, and Danny arrived for a rinse and were brought up to speed on the plan, by the twins. Somebody brought James back for some group fun. Obviously, there wasn’t room for all of us in the enclosure so we turned off the water and left the door open so we could “cum” and go.

Vlad and I made out while the twins expertly sucked us. After awhile we laid in the shower and sixty-nined while Adam and Aaron slapped their big schlongs on our faces. I was getting close, in spite of blowing a big load in James’ mouth, moments before. The twins stepped out, while Jesse and Danny stood over us, stroking. Their moans, and ragged breathing got us ready for a big splash-down on our faces. It was divinely decadent, as it crept down our faces and trickled into our mouths. Spent, Jesse and Danny left, to be replaced by Robb and James.

“Where do you want it?”

“Aim for my hole, James,” I said.

Vlad laid on his tummy beside me.

“Mine too,” he said.

“Marvy!”

They stroked each other getting each other to loud moaning in no time as we talked dirty to them.

“Make my boycunt look like the cumwhore that I am. I want it to look like I’ve been gang banged by the hockey team, James,” I said.

“Treat me like a cheap slut boy, a rent boy,” Vlad moaned.

They laid on top of us sliding their precum lubed cocks up and down our ass cracks, and damn, we were ready for anything. Vlad and I swapped spit and performed a dental checkup on each other with our tongues, while the twins took turns sucking and rimming each other on the opposite side of the glass wall.

“Blow your loads on us. Give us lots of spooge. Make us feel like cheap boywhores,” I demanded.

I never knew which dirty phrase did the trick, but they both gushed all around our holes. We felt the pressure of their ejaculations, and it felt great. Robb and James had us suck their cummy cocks clean; I got to do Robb’s stick-to-your-ribs funky cum, and Vlad sucked the more watery remnants from James’ classic eight and three quarter inch cock. After kisses, they left the shower room. I tapped on the glass to get the twins attention, who helped us to our feet.

“We saw the whole thing. Those boys used you, and just walked away. We want to show you what love feels like,” Aaron said.

Vlad and I were plenty hard from the dirty talk and ground our cocks against each other, as the soothing dulcet tones of Aaron’s statement filtered through our sex obsessed filthy minds. Immediately, we felt the pressure of their immense treasures against our entrances and it felt so very good as they wrapped their arms around us and licked our ears. I was always surprised how loving and gentle they were in spite of thick ten inch cocks. The pressure continued so I pushed back, feeling the painful pop as Aaron’s automatically lubed, intact cock entered me, pushing some of James’ goop inside me to act as lube. I felt all tingly, trying to work my tongue down Vlad’s throat so I could rim him from the other end.

We peered in each other’s eyes. The anxious look had gone away with the pressure of Adam behind him and my ministrations in his mouth. Our dicks were in constant contact as were our hands on each other’s bodies. I guess I was trying to promise Vlad that I would be there for him no matter what. I was putting his mind at ease by overwhelming his other senses. What do I know? I’m just a dumb 20 year old college student who only learned the pleasure of the flesh a month earlier, and mostly we learned it from each other.

“Fuck us deeper. Poke my prostate. I want to cum so huge that Scott and I will be cemented together tonight,” Vlad said.

Aaron took Vlad’s request to heart and really got into screwing me. We were in the backstretch now. I knew the way Vlad was getting bumped into me that Adam was assaulting his ass. The twins were moaning into our ears and we were moaning into each others mouths.

“Unngh, oh yeah, I’m cumming,” Adam yelled, as I felt powerful jets spurting in my ass from his twin, Aaron, followed by a warm wet gift from Vlad over my lower abs and pubic region. It was like someone pressed the “fire rockets” button inside me. I had my eyes closed but saw a starburst of light as I climaxed all over Vlad, one blast hitting him on the underside of his chin and another between his pecs. We pressed even tighter together as the twins withdrew, only to swap positions and ram their fully inflated erections into what would have felt like a different ass for them. For us, the cocks were so nearly identical we couldn’t tell. It was more an issue of who they were attached to. I had a preference however. They continued for a couple of minutes until they went soft. Too bad.

The twins had a shower. Vlad smiled at me and asked if we were going to shower.

“Baby, you and I are sleeping together in the other room, so if you want to be stuck to me tonight, we’ll skip the shower.”

Vlad beamed a big smile; we went over to the urinal and held each others as we peed. When we finished, the twins had just finished in the shower, so we all kissed as we departed to the other bedroom. I got in first and Vlad crawled on top of me, giving me a big wet kiss as I gave him a bit of a back rub.

“Why are you so good to me, Scott?” he asked.

“Because it feels right in my heart. I guess it’s called love.”

“But you love Jesse, don’t you? Vlad asked.

“I do indeed. You were there when I fell in love with Jesse, and you were there when our love grew, and when it went to the next level. Initially, it was based on physical attraction. It’s so much more now. With you, it snuck up on me. I don’t know if you performed magic tricks to make me love you; all I can tell you is that I’m glad it happened. We admitted it to each other in the boat on a slow cruise to the marina. As for James, I’ve loved him since before I knew what love was. With Robb, there was an attraction going on for a year before it hit me in the face, figuratively. I always liked Danny and wondered to myself what was making his bathing suit bulge out. So you see I have strong feelings for all of you but they are all different. I wouldn’t feel complete if any of you weren’t part of my life. You all make me so happy for the first time in my life,” I said.

I felt the first drop of rain. Of course it wasn’t rain. We were inside.

“Scott, I’m scared. I’ve never felt so glad to be alive, and to be part of yours. I tried to be so cool when we first met. I used “like” way too much. I was nervous. The more I see you, the more I think the sun shines out of your ass. You’ve always been so good to me. You treat me like an equal. My family was never like that. Dad was okay but mom was an uncaring bitch. Sorry if you are getting wet. They are mostly tears of happiness,” he said.

“Mostly?”

“I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you I’m scared shitless about tomorrow. I ran out of steam after that first weekend at the cottage. Like I had a really fun time for once in my life and I was ready to die in the car on the way home. I didn’t want to fight it anymore, but something happened. You went into action mode, like you actually gave a shit about me. Now, I really care about living, and I’m frightened it won’t be in the cards.”

The Summer shower turned into an October rain. The poor guy was crying openly. I rubbed his back and nuzzled into his neck. The more I tried to calm him down, the more agitated he became. The door opened and Jesse walked in and sat on the bed beside us.

“Vlad, what’s the matter, mate? I heard you crying and figured maybe I should sleep with you guys. There’s strength in numbers and all that!” Jesse said.

Vlad put his arm around Jesse as if trying to pull him into the bed. Jesse got the hint and got his nude hunky body into the bed and Vlad slipped in between us.

“I’m sorry I woke you. I’m just scared about tomorrow. Can you stay with us because I need all the comforting I can get right about now?” Vlad asked.

“Sure mate. I wasn’t sleeping because I was worried about how things would go tomorrow. I’d love to spoon with you and help keep you safe tonight,” Jesse said.

I rolled over facing the edge of the bed offering my ass to Vlad to spoon against. He cuddled up tight behind me and draped an arm over my waist. It felt good to me, and I guess to him too, since he was hard most of the night. I think he slept well, in spite of the hard cock, which was aimed at my target, and his fingers teased my pubes a few times. Then again it could have been the pressure of Jesse’s ample package against his hole that was causing it. It was making me horny. Suddenly, Vlad slipped his hand around my thick hard cock and giggled.

“Scott, I’m horny as fuck. Jesse’s cock must be half way up my butt hole, and I want to fuck you. Can we have a fuck train?” Vlad asked.

“I’m good with being the engineer if Jesse’s okay with being the caboose.”

“It’s on, Mate. I’ve been so hard in Vlad’s hotbox that there wasn’t enough skin to cover my eyes so I’ve been awake the whole time. It didn’t help that his ass keeps nibbling on my foreskin, making me precum more and letting my cock slide deeper inside him,” Jesse said.

I spit on my hand and stroked Vlad while he spit on his fingers and worked them into me. I clenched my ass around his fingers then relaxed, repeating it a few times.

“Jesse, make love to our boy, and Vlad, hold me tight or I’ll fall out of bed. Three in a double is a little tight and I don’t want to be fucked over the edge, so to speak,” I said.

Vlad slipped in with no pain. He wasn’t the biggest, but his cock was cute and he used it expertly, knowing where to find my prostate and kept up with the slow undulations. He played with my balls and took the odd stroke on my cock, as unnecessary as it was with the stimulation he was giving me. His moaning suggested Jesse was satisfying his cravings, and the moans with an Australian accent indicated Jesse found true joy in Vlad’s cute boyish ass. I was so hot I lifted Vlad’s hand off my nuts and sucked his fingers. The twitches I felt inside me told me he liked that. I must remember it.

“I feel like something is stimulating every nerve ending in my body and mind. I’ve never felt so loved. I wish it could last for hours but I’m overwhelmed. I need to breed you, Scott.”

“Fill me with your love -- I’m ready,” I said.

I was in my pre-orgasmic daze, listening to Jesse’s balls slapping Vlad’s smooth white ass.

“We will always be here for you, mate. Take my load ahhhhh fuck.”

Vlad sped up and washed my ear with his tongue making me lose my mind and Vlad, his liquid love deep inside me. My abs were turning themselves inside out. I could feel something strange. I was going to orgasm without touching myself. My ab contractions continued.

“Get ready boys. I’m driving hands free,” I said, as I kneeled on the bed.

Two willing faces got under my imminent eruption; I played with their hair. It was that bit of physical adoration that triggered the explosion which made a real mess of their faces. I licked Vlad’s clean and fed it to him in a deep kiss, then repeated the process with Jesse. Then things got interesting. I squeezed out a creampie for Jesse, then Vlad made one for my consumption -- pure Aussie clotted cream directly from a sweet container. Being so tight especially tonight we shared everything. I tweaked Vlad’s nipples and he got the giggles again. It was decided since we positively reeked of sex we would tip-toe into the shower and get cleaned up.

There wasn’t any playtime in the shower. Exhaustion was overcoming us. After the shower we brushed our teeth, then got around the urinal and had a piss. We both held Vlad’s and Vlad held both of us, after which we all got into the other double with clean sheets. They put me in the middle and kissed me goodnight.

“You guys are the best!” Vlad said.


We all fell asleep when our heads hit the pillows and stayed in dreamland until I heard the shower running in the morning. I assumed it was Adam and Robb, who had been called in to work a half day, but I got up to find the twins in the shower and Bambi looking like an angel, sound asleep in bed. I pulled the covers off him, finding a horn. There was only one and it wasn’t growing out of his head so I guessed he wasn’t the devil. I gave him a gentle shake, waking him.

“Bambi, it’s Thursday. You have to work this morning!”

“Damn, I was having a horny dream and was on the edge. You’ve got to finish it off for me,” he said, as he picked up my hand and put it on his pulsing prick.

Ten strokes is all it took for the first rope of jizz to arc through the air and land on his forehead. It must have been a good dream. Robb was a good shooter but this was excellent for even him. I dipped my finger in the pool and gave it to Robb, who accepted, then I got one for me. Tasted a bit bleachy, probably because of the huge steaks and the beer. I was pretty much awake so I hauled Robb into the shower and blasted his thick cum off his forehead with the hand shower before it got in his eyes. I remembered this was Vlad’s day for testing at the hospital so nothing happened in the shower other than a kiss on each cheek by the twins.

I got dressed quietly, leaving Jesse spooned against Vlad, both sleeping. I joined Robb, Aaron and Adam for breakfast on the deck. It wasn’t a great day although it wasn’t raining. The sky to the West didn’t look promising. I hoped the rain would hold off until the boys finished the deck.

“So Robb, who were you dreaming about when I woke you up? He must have been hot?” I asked.

Robb turned a lovely shade of pink.

“Um, Brad, actually.”

“Bambi, you had your chance with Brad, and you blew it, repeatedly, I imagine. Danny is looking forward to entertaining him tonight. Let’s face it. Brad will be the first that Danny got all by himself, other than what came out of the vegetable crisper, present company excluded.”

“It’s a good job that Brad’s a top because Danny jerked off about three times last night. One time he put his thigh over my ass while he did it. I would have helped him out except I didn’t want his long, thick cock up my ass since I’m working today. Don’t worry, Danny gets a shot at him. If it doesn’t go anywhere, I’ll casually mention that I love to bottom now,” he said, as he did his exaggerated wink at me.

We all got a laugh out of Bambi camping it up. I offered Robb and Adam a ride to work. Naturally they accepted. If Robb’s legs felt like mine after the time in the pool yesterday, walking to work would be pretty low on his list of “likes”. Aaron turned his big hazel puppy-dog eyes on me so I asked him if he wanted to come along for the ride. His smile answered my question. The guys went upstairs and brushed their teeth. Robb came down with his laptop bag.

“There is method in my madness. I’m hoping I can work in the Mac computer shop in the bookstore, so if they see me using it in my free time, they’ll at least know I use one. Sales are good and they need someone there when one comes in for service or one-on-one help,” he said.


We put the top down and dropped Adam off first. He showed me a good parking spot as I had to go to the bank tomorrow to meet Ted, the Lawyer. We then swung by the U of T Bookstore and dropped off Robb. He was to call me when he was getting off and we could all meet at the Athletic Center as he was only a few blocks from there. Aaron suggested we go to the condo and bring some of Caul’s clothes back to see if they fit anyone. As soon as the door closed, Aaron had his arms around me.

“I know you are apprehensive about Vlad’s blood work. It really shows. Take a happy pill, or else Vlad will be afraid,” he said.

He cried last night. He’s petrified, Aaron. I’m giving him all the love I have. He feels all alone so I’m doing my damnedest to engage him at every opportunity. That’s why we did his sex fantasy thing in the shower and why I took him to sleep with me in the other room. Jesse came in when his crying got loud and we sandwiched him so he would have someone on each side. I’m not sure how it started but we ended up having a fuck train. We were all exhausted after that and slept soundly. Today I’m totally fucked out,” I said.

“Why is your semi pressed against my cock then? I want to suck you and want you to eat my cute ass and fuck me hard. It’ll only take a few minutes. What do you say, Scott?”

I didn’t say anything. I unbuttoned his shorts and yanked them down, pulled his pink T-shirt over his head, got on my knees, and buried my face in his twinky ass. Judging by the moaning, he was ready in about 60 seconds. I fingered him for another minute, then he inhaled my thick cock to the back of his throat.

“Face fuck me stud. Use me. When you’re ready to shred my ass, just do it.”

My mind went back to the first time they came to the loft where we pulled the mistaken identity trick on Robb. I couldn’t get it out of my mind how hard I fucked Aaron while Adam slammed his equally huge cock in me, ruthlessly, and I loved it. I spun him around and licked his rosebud a little more, because I wanted to, then I pushed it all the way in.

“Ahhhh, nnnnnngg, mmmmmnnn, harder, uhhhh, deeper, ahhhhh, faster, mmnngghh, fuck me, ohhhhh, that’s it, nnnnnngghhaa, I’m gonna shoot,” the boy moaned.

I pistoned in and out as fast as I could. The other guys can’t know this, but Aaron’s ass was created with me in mind. I loved him more than anyone knew. He got to my heart right from the start. The fact that he knew how to sexually please a man beyond belief was a bonus. When his sweet voice said he was going to cum, it flipped a switch in my balls. I was incapable of not filling the boy with the best load I could muster, while I did some moaning of my own.

We created quite a mess. Aaron got a sponge mop out for me and excused himself. Seems I pumped a lot of air in him too. Out of curiosity, I looked through the peephole in the door and there were two people waiting for an elevator. I’ll just take my time cleaning up. Note to Scott. Don’t fuck in the foyer at rush hour. Aaron emerged looking fine.

“Sorry for the rude noises, stud.”

We each grabbed an armload of suits and shirts and made our way down to the parking garage, laying them in the back seat, then headed back to the loft, where we hung them up. The others were up so we had a coffee with them, while Vlad had his Noni juice, vitamins and green tea. I had to give him credit. He was sticking to all the right things. A few Scotches last night was a treat. Jeff and Josh were hard at work completing the cedar deck. I asked James to send me URL’s for the GPS/radar/sonar instrumentation for the boat so I could look it over while I waited for Vlad. I grabbed my laptop, keys, and Vlad and headed up the Parkway to the hospital. It was getting darker but wasn’t raining so I left the top down.

When we got to the hospital, I could smell the rain in the air so I put the top up and we headed for the door, just making it as the first drops hit the ground. Thunder was heard in the distance and the black cloud was over us now. Vlad checked in with his card when we got to the waiting area so we sat down in a secluded corner.

“I’m scared. The ominous weather didn’t help one little bit, either.”

“I know it must be Hell, not knowing what’s happening. Maybe we will get some good news, so you can feel better,” I said, as I held hands with him for reassurance.

“You know, I kind of decided after last night, that I don’t even want or need to know, because you will take care of me,” he said.

“Petrushko, Vladamir Petrushko?” came over the speaker.

“Good luck baby,” I said, as I squeezed his hand.

As Vlad vanished into the bowels of the building, I got out my Mac Book Pro. On checking my email, U of T needed the athletics incidental fee
so I did that transfer online. They sure like nickel and diming students. Ted suggested that Aaron be with us tomorrow. Adam would be in the building, so they could both see the contents of the safety deposit box. We also had some papers for me to sign regarding accidental death insurance for dad.

The email arrived from James so I started checking out marine electronics. I saw one that reminded me of a Mac -- easy to use, uncluttered, with all the functions I needed or wanted. Did I need any of these functions? No. Did I want them? Hell yeah! Cost wasn’t a major stumbling block so I figured I would leave it up to James. Also, I couldn’t see James and his family spending that much money to put the same thing on their demo boat because he could borrow mine whenever he wanted. It was nice they made a few sales this year but putting James through college wasn’t cheap.

Vlad joined me, having seen Vampira, the blood sucker.

“Keep pressure on that band-aid to prevent bruising,” I said.

“Yes mother.”

The doctor came out of his office and took Vlad with him, so I did some surfing, finally looking up in time to see Vlad walking towards me with the doctor behind him, looking at me, thumb to his ear and baby finger towards his mouth, the international symbol for “call me”.

to be continued ...

[DonQuixote]

Sheep,
The team captivates my full attention - not just the wunderbar coitus maximus, but the guys as guys - their love for one another, their life stories.

And, you've got me major concerned about our boy Vlad.

[sheep]

Chapter 63

Previously…
The doctor came out of his office and took Vlad with him, so I did some surfing, looking up in time to see Vlad walking towards me with the doctor behind him, looking at me, thumb to his ear and baby finger towards his mouth, the international symbol for “call me”.
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I gave the boy a hug in the elevator which was empty.

“Can we talk?” Vlad asked.

“Sure, shall we go to the cafeteria?”

“Tim Horton’s. I feel like a decent cup of joe,” he said.

We hiked across the street and I got in line at the popular spot for hospital workers who were avoiding hospital cafeteria food, while Vlad found us a table. I got our order and joined him.

“So do you have any news for me from the good doctor?” I asked.

“I wish I knew. They kept asking me how I felt, and I kept telling them I feel fine. It was like there was something in it for them if I told them I felt worse. I can’t wait for next week when we take the twins to Ottawa. I want to show us a good time and say bu-bye to Ottawa for a year.”

The sky was a paler shade of grey now and the rain stopped while we were in the hospital. I guess we were both talked out from last night. We sipped our coffees and played with our donuts. I was having an anxiety attack wondering why the doctor suspiciously indicated that I needed to phone him. If it was good news, wouldn’t he just come over to tell me? Although I sucked at poker, I tried my best to put on a poker face, at least until I call him. Other than getting a call to tell me the lights and camera were in, it was a quiet ride home. Vlad held hands with me most of the way, except when I was shifting gears, then I taught him how to drive stick by osmosis. When we got home, we found a note on the bar that the others were at Kyle’s and we should come over when we get home.

“Why don’t you go over now. I have some paperwork I’ve gotta do and I will come over soon,” I said.

“Okay, see you soon,” he said, as he gave me a hug and a gentle kiss on the lips.

I phoned the doctor and started to get the same run-around that Vlad described, so I suggested we were going around in circles. If he needed to tell me something, now was the time.

“Scott, Vlad is declining pretty quickly according to the red and white cell counts. I can’t figure out why he seems happy and well. He shouldn’t be either. I know you are the one person he trusts. He must have dropped some hints. Is there any little thing you can think of that you noticed “out of place” in his life?”

“We had a swim practice yesterday and he was the first one to run out of steam but not by much. He was out of breath and he was holding his shoulder with his hand. He has asked me a couple of times that if the cancer came back, would he have to go to a hospice, or could he stay with us. I told him he was definitely staying with the guys and that I would put my degree on hold to take care of him if needed. He seems to require more affection than he used to, but that’s fine with me because he’s such a cool dude. We admitted last night that we love each other but he also told me he was scared about the results today, as he’s happier now than he’s ever been. He fell asleep with his head on my chest, crying. I guess I need to ask you for the bottom line,” I said.

“You recall when he first came to this hospital, he admitted he was in denial that the Leukemia came back. Has he mentioned that lately?”

“Actually, he did last night for the first time. he said something to the effect that he was running on empty after the weekend at the cottage, like he had a really fun time for once in his life and was now prepared to die. He didn’t want to fight it again, but something happened. He said that I went into action mode, like I actually cared about him and now he really cares about living, and is frightened it won’t be in the cards.”

“Scott, I think it’s pretty obvious he is hiding the truth from you and probably himself, too. He was adamant about feeling good today at the hospital. It’s possible with the good care and nutrition he has been getting, that the side effects of the disease are just barely starting. Shortness of breath and joint or bone pain are symptoms. Just by looking at the numbers, I would presume he has four to eight months, but he has surprised us in the past. It’s time for him to get his affairs in order. I’m obliged to offer to treat him with chemotherapy which he is opposed to. Beyond that, there’s more testing we can do like a bone marrow aspirate smear. All that is going to do, however, is track the progression of the disease. I expected him to be paler today,” the doctor said.

“He has always been pale but he’s getting an hour a day in the sun so maybe he looks healthier than he is. Tell me doctor, Vlad had some Scotch last night and thoroughly enjoyed it. Would that hurt him if he had a shot every night?”

“At this point, if he enjoys it and it gives the two of you a chance to be together for awhile, I’d say it’ll help his mental outlook more than hurt him physically. You might want to search the internet to find more on his Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia so you will know what to expect. Since you are his legal guardian, it’s up to you to discuss options with him. If he wants to see me at any time, just phone me,” he said.

I felt like I had been run over by a bus. I wanted to cry, but I had so many questions in my head, the biggest of which was how to tell my little buddy he is going to die.

With my preoccupation regarding Vlad, I hadn’t noticed that Jeff and Josh had made the bar behind my desk. I don’t know how Josh did it but there were LED puck lights in the cabinet that came on when the door was dropped open. Very cool. I got some Scotch snifters from the china cabinet and took them to the library, then went out to check on the deck.

“I love the bar in the library. How did you get power to it for the lights?” I asked.

“Trade secret. Magicians never reveal theirs so I won’t either. If you want your wire pulled, just phone me,” Josh chuckled.

“Have you worked out something with James regarding a boat?” I asked.

“Yeah, well, his dad needs him to work so he suggested he drive us up and take us over. We could use the tin boat if we need to go anywhere. Would it be okay if we invited him to stay over at your cottage for some fun?”

“Hey, it’s his ass -- if it’s fine with him, go for it. I wish I could be with you guys, but I can’t be. Maybe while you are there, you could think of ways to enlarge the cottage. I’d like to have a larger master bedroom and have a two piece bathroom en-suite. A great room with a vaulted ceiling would be nice. If we are going to do all that, I want to do a complete makeover and build it right, with proper sprayed foam insulation, new windows and perhaps a propane furnace or a heat pump using lake water rather than air. While I dream on, it would be nice to have a three slip boathouse with a playroom and sun deck above. When all that’s done we can tow the bunkie to the middle of the lake and give it a Viking funeral, unless it moulders back to the soil before that time,” I chuckled.

“Anything else while we’re there?” Jeff smiled.

“Make sure the thermostat is set so the bathroom and kitchen heaters will come on if it gets cold between now and Thanksgiving. Can you have a bill ready for me today as I’ll be going to the bank tomorrow and can give you your money on Sunday or Monday -- whenever you return,” I said.

“We are leaving there early Monday morning to avoid traffic. as far as the bill goes, I’ll finish it when Josh puts another coat of lacquer on the bar, later today,” Jeff said.

“I’ll be off to Ottawa with Vlad and the twins Monday morning so I’ll put the money in an envelope in James’ dresser in his closet, if that’s okay. I’m going over to Kyle’s right now,” I said.

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“It’s just me. No need to put clothes on!” I said, as I walked in.

They were watching some soccer game from England and drinking tea. Kyle always was such a classy guy. I couldn’t believe we’d be dropping him off at the ferry terminal tomorrow. We became such close friends in only a few weeks. After pouring me a tea, Kyle stirred the spaghetti sauce. It was already smelling like a gastronomical orgy for tonight.

“Aaron already helped by showing me an easy way to peel tomatoes, and get garlic ready. I guess you guys are going to miss him?” Kyle asked.

“More than you can imagine. I’m going to miss both of them,” I said.

Jesse shot me an evil look which I pretended to ignore. Danny again let everybody know how much he was looking forward to tonight.

“Brad called me this morning to make sure everything was on for tonight. We talked about a half-hour. I really like him,” Danny said as he tried to conceal his boner, failing miserably. Jesse rolled his eyes.

“Are we going to have lunch before we swim?” I asked nobody in particular.

“I made soup and sandwiches. Shall we go eat? Coming, Kyle?” Aaron asked.

We ate outside. Kyle, Jeff & Josh joined us. We washed down the tuna sandwiches with V8 juice. I laughed that if dad served it, it would have been V6. James and Danny laughed with me on that one because they remembered dad was thrifty. Robb phoned to say he would be finished work at 1:00 and to meet him at the pool around 1:10. We packed our gym bags to get ready for a swim. Jesse checked his e-mail, paid his athletics fee, and got two reminders; one was International Student Orientation on Saturday and the other one was Queer Orientation on Friday afternoon. He was about to sign out when he got an email from the book store. They wanted him to work part time as a stock boy in the athletic shop by the pool. We left early because I wanted to take the truck into FastLane to get an oil change before the Ottawa trip. Luckily they weren’t busy so we were out of there in fifteen minutes.

I picked up my card at the desk, where Robb had his laptop set up, paying his fee. With all the confusion, the others just walked into the locker room. After a quick shower, we started our informal practice. We planned two sets of forty-five minutes each with a ten minute break.

“I swear they made this pool longer since we were here,” Vlad said, between gulps of air.

As more guys were coming to swim, we modified the second part to resemble a relay race, thus hogging only three lanes. This, we figured, should help us with sprinting and starts. We all made it through the second part.

“I think I hurt my shoulder. I guess I’m out of practice,” Vlad said.

“I’ll put an ice pack on it for you when we get home, buddy,” I said, looking away.

He gave me a lateral hug with his good arm as we walked to the shower. There wasn’t any hanky-panky today because there were too many people around. We showered quickly, got dressed and piled into the Expedition’s supple tan leather seats, part of its Eddie Bauer package.


We were greeted by Jeff, packing his tools, the cedar deck now complete. Josh was in the library doing the final coat of lacquer.

“I guess I should give you your key back now because we will be out of here in a few minutes,” Jeff said, handing me the key.

We exchanged hugs. I thanked him for the excellent work, making the loft truly liveable.

“James, would you like to spend the nights with us at Scott’s cottage?” Jeff asked.

After getting the nod from me, he said he would like that.

“Twenty-four hours a day with the ‘rents is a bit much after knowing freedom. I’ll be there after nine, Friday night but can make it by six-thirty Saturday.”

“Good, you’re coming for dinner Saturday then,” Jeff said.

“You’ll probably be dessert, James,” I added.

I made an ice pack for Vlad as Josh brought down the spraying gear. We went to the library and closed the door.

“I was expecting this, Scott.”

“If you would like a Scotch, pick a bottle, any bottle and I’ll have one with you,” I said.

I poured us each some in the crystal Scotch glasses, and handed one to Vlad.

“Babes, this is the hardest thing I’ll have to do in my life. There’s no good way to give bad news. I called your doctor and basically said ‘cut to the chase’. The reason they kept asking how you felt was because your blood count shows a marked slip from your first visit. I thought you were getting better.”

He burst into tears so I wrapped my arms around him and promptly burst into tears too. We stayed like that for some time, holding each other.

“I asked the doctor if it’s alright for you to have a shot of Scotch every evening with me and he told me to do it as an excuse to spend some quality time together, so here’s to the beginning of a new tradition,” I said, reaching for my glass. “Here’s to us,” I said, choking on a lump in my throat.

“I didn’t want to admit it to myself because you guys have all worked so hard to help me. I figured if I didn’t admit it, nothing would happen. I’ve tried to ignore the tired feeling and the aches in my joints. Did he say how much time I have?”

“Those estimates can be pretty unreliable, but he did say it’s time to get your affairs in order,” I said.

“Give me a hard number, Scott.”

“Four to eight months but it’s only a guess, I said.

“I could sit around and cry which would solve nothing. It looks like I won’t get through my first year of college but I’m going to try. As far as the swim team goes, It’s painful already but I want to be on it if I’m good enough, otherwise I’ll just be at all the meets and most of the practices as an observer, because my heart is with you guys, and with the team. As far as getting my affairs in order, they pretty much are, but I have some ideas I want to discuss with you, soon. All I ask in return is that you still love me, even when I get really sick.”

“Baby, I meant everything I said last night. I want you to stay here until you think you would be more comfortable elsewhere. Let’s play it by ear. You still have the option of chemotherapy,” I said.

Vlad didn’t answer. We just cuddled and sipped our Scotch. I held his thigh, stroking it occasionally.

“If you and Ryan are going to double penetrate me, it should be sooner rather than later. Have you told the others?” Vlad asked.

“Hell, no. I didn’t even know how to tell you. If you want, I’ll tell them but could we leave it until tomorrow? I’ve had enough heartache for one day,” I said.

We finished our drinks and stood up, ready to join the world.

“Like, I’m the one who’s dying, but you look like a train wreck, Scott.”

After another hug, I suggested Vlad have a nap, and take care of himself. He went upstairs while I went down. Kyle came in asking if I could get some bread for garlic toast. I asked James if he wanted to walk to the store with me so we could talk about the boat.

Once we were away from the loft, James gave me a sideways hug.

“Vlad’s not doing well, is he? You’ve been crying, haven’t you?” he asked.

“The news couldn’t have been worse. Obviously, I didn’t get you to come with me to carry a loaf of bread. You’re going to be away tomorrow when I tell the other guys. I didn’t want to tell you over the phone, and I’m too emotionally drained to tell everyone today, plus I don’t want to screw up the evening. James, he has four to eight months, give or take. He has only begun to feel the effects like shortness of breath, joint aches, and being tired. And yes, I’ve cried a lot. When he dies, a part of me will die too. All you guys are family to me,” I said.

We went into the bakery, found the bread and saw a delicious strawberry flan which I thought would be nice. I didn’t know if Kyle had anything prepared for dessert, but if he did we could have this tomorrow night. We talked about the boat on the way home. I told him the navionics package I was interested in but said that I was open to suggestions if his dad or the boat manufacturer had a better idea. I told him we could swap boats anytime he wanted, to demo the marine electronics.

I guess I hadn’t been paying attention to the time because I was surprised to get back to PH1 to find Brad there, looking hot, in slutty short shorts and a black tank top, partying with Danny. Vlad came down just after we got back. I went over to Kyle’s to see if he was ready to host “cocktail hour”. He was just finishing with the vacuum, and asked for five minutes, so I returned to PH1 where Jesse stuffed a Cuba Libra in my hand. Adam came in from work. The introductions were made, and I confirmed with the twins that we had a meeting with Ted at the bank tomorrow at ten.

“They had a “retirement” party for me this afternoon, which is why I’m late. I got a card which they all signed, including the secretaries of the executives. Oh and these,” he said as he pulled some undies from his pocket which said “Home of the Whopper” on the front.

“I’m going to scan the card so I can write the names of the executives beside the secretary’s signatures. It will be the beginning of my time capsule,” he said.

“It’s time to go over to Kyle’s for happy hour, guys,” I said.


I introduced Brad to Kyle.

“Your loft is gorgeous, Kyle, also tidy and clean like I keep my room. Too bad you aren’t looking for a roommate because I just got notice that my landlord was converting his house back into a single family dwelling. I was in shock because I loved the old house in The Annex. He said he only had to give me 15 days notice but would give me until the end of September to vacate, and a reference because I was a good tenant,” Brad said.

Kyle gave him a sideways hug as he offered everybody a drink. Brad offered to help as Jesse rolled his eyes.

“Thanks for the offer, but Jesse is our official bartender. Come with me, Brad, and I’ll show you the rest of the place,” Kyle said.

Everything went well until Brad followed Kyle up the stairs to look at the bedroom. Danny looked upset so he went up too. We all got drinks and sat in the living area, where the three of them joined us in a couple of minutes.

“Brad, I’m from Rochester and I’m going back to college tomorrow on the fast ferry. I bought this condo here in Toronto because the price was reasonable, and wanted to invest my inheritance in real estate. Rochester is the last place I considered investing. I figured with the fast ferry, it isn’t expensive to come here even for a weekend, but the big advantage was to be free to live as a gay guy. I’m not out. Then “Houston, we have a problem” time came along. They have cancelled the ferry and put it up for sale. I talked to Scott about what I should do, like sell it, rent it, or do nothing. I realize this place would be expensive compared to a room in a rooming house. Why don’t you think about it and if you are interested, tell me what you can afford. I would only be coming over during the Christmas and March breaks, but I can stay with these guys if you want to rent it until the school year is over,” Kyle said.

Danny was boiling over with excitement at the prospect of having Brad next door.

“Brad and I were friends last year. His place was always clean and tidy any time I dropped in on him,” Robb said.

“Can I go out on your balcony, Kyle? I need some fresh air,” Brad asked.

Kyle unlocked the door for him then went to the kitchen to give the sauce a stir. I met him there.

“Tell me I’m not making a stupid mistake if I rent it. I’m sure I won’t make much money but it should pay the taxes, maintenance and he can pay the electric bill which covers the heat which I would otherwise have to pay,” Kyle said.

“Robb says he appears to be a good tenant. He can get a letter of reference from his landlord. It would be nice to see some financial records if the rent he will pay you is more than he was paying. I think you should have a formal lease so both of you know what your obligations are, and if you want me to be the landlord, I’ll do it. He is taking the same course as Jesse, so that, coupled with his long training sessions on the gym floor should leave him little time to get in much mischief. If Danny has his way, they will only be getting in trouble with each other. I can help out by giving you space to store your clothes when he is there,” I said.


“Can I talk to you privately, Kyle?” Brad said, when he came back inside.

“We should go back now so you guys can talk,” I said.

Danny stood there, one shoe on top of the other, pouting and sucking his thumb, cracking us all up.

“Aww cutie, don’t fret. We are just going to talk, not fuck,” Brad said.

This time it was Danny’s turn to laugh. We took the sauce and everything Kyle had sitting on the bar with us, as they sat down in Kyle’s study.

“That would be so cool if he was right next door,” Danny said.

“Yes mate, I would have someone to walk to classes with on those six out of seven days that Scott is busy with someone else,” Jesse said, making sure the sarcasm wasn’t lost on anyone.

I gave him a really hurt look but didn’t say anything back.

“I’m going to have another drink. Does anyone want anything while I’m up?” I asked, as I made my way to the bar.

Jesse followed me, hugging me from behind. That’s when I lost it, crying like a little girl. He guided me out to the terrace and hugged me face to face.

“It’s about Vlad, isn’t it?”

I nodded. “Bad news I’m afraid. Four to eight months. I was going to save it for tomorrow. I had to tell Vlad today. He’s taking it better than I am. I told James because he won’t be here tomorrow. I don’t want to ruin tonight’s festivities. Danny is so excited. I know how he feels ‘cause I felt the same way the day I met you,” I said.

Now it was Jesse’s turn to get a little damp in the eyes.

“Your remark sort of stung but I’m more upset that you don’t jerk off on my toast anymore,” I said.

That seemed to be the right thing to say because we hugged and kissed; Jesse felt amazing in my arms and the tension went away.

to be continued …

[Calagang]

Ah this bloody cancer, we think its away but it comes back even stronger and most of the time he is the one that win. Its unfair but that's life... Its sad but its a very good chapter Sheep it shows that life is far from being an easy thing ...

[DonQuixote]

Sheep,

I told you before that I knew I was going to hate this fucking installment when it came.
I agree with Calagang, you've done a good job with the story, but DAMN it all to HELL I wish there were something we could do.

Chemo and Bone Marrow transplant?

I want to reach out rip the fucking Cancer from his body.

[sheep]

Ah this bloody cancer, we think its away but it comes back even stronger and most of the time he is the one that win. Its unfair but that's life... Its sad but its a very good chapter Sheep it shows that life is far from being an easy thing ...

Sheep,

I told you before that I knew I was going to hate this fucking installment when it came.
I agree with Calagang, you've done a good job with the story, but DAMN it all to HELL I wish there were something we could do.

Chemo and Bone Marrow transplant?

I want to reach out rip the fucking Cancer from his body.

Into every cute swimmer's life, some rain must fall. Scott is in a predicament. He could legally force Vlad to have the chemo treatment, but that would be absolutely against Vlad's wishes. It could ruin the friendship, and there is no certainty that he would be cured. Perhaps Scott should have pushed him into it at the onset. I have a bad feeling about this. Vlad is resigned to it but Scott is shaken up over the thought of losing a friend after what he has been through this year. What do you guys see happening?

[DonQuixote]

Oh that he could get infusions via anal sex - the guys would have him cured in no time!

On a more serious note, I don't know - I don't know what the survival rates from compatible marrow donations are.

Now that he has a new reason to fight to live, I'd like to think he would re-think giving Chemo another try.
He has a lot larger support network now than he did before.

[Kyanimal]

I don't know how I managed to miss the chapter before this last one! In a way, though, I'm glad that I did. That way, I got to read them both, back to back, and got more of the "flow" with all that's going on with "OUR Boys"!

I can not put into words what All of the LOVE, which the Sex only accelerates, Truly Means, to Everyone, including all your readers! The CARE these Guys are able to FREELY Share is beyond Out Standing! I can only Hope that All of "Us" might experience a "Glimpse" of the Mental, and Physical, Intimacy that YOU, Dear Sheep, have shared through your AWESOME Story!

And, yes, unfortunately, I have also lost some of those that I've loved, and cherished. That list is FAR too Long! However, it's also a part of LIFE. And, it only serves to make "Us" even more aware, and Appreciate, those that we still have left!

As for Vlad's future? Only YOU can tell us what might happen. If the doctor's prediction might be correct? So be it. However, there is always HOPE, and though we may wish for the Best, sometimes that's not to be.

Just let it be known, that if the Worst should happen, at least we know that Vlad was LOVED, beyond what some of "Us" can imagine, and the memories that he may leave behind are of the Utmost importance! The effect of his possible passing, on all that knew him, including "Us", is incalculable!

Then again, there's always a chance that some Merical, a medical "break through", could possibly keep Him with "Us".

In any case ... and no matter what ... all the more reasons to ...

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

[sheep]

Chapter 64

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previously …

“It’s about Vlad, isn’t it?”

I nodded. “Bad news I’m afraid. Four to eight months. I was going to save it for tomorrow. I had to tell Vlad today. He’s taking it better than I am. I told James because he won’t be here tomorrow. I don’t want to ruin tonight’s festivities. Danny is so excited. I know how he feels ‘cause I felt the same way the day I met you,” I said.

Now it was Jesse’s turn to get a little damp in the eyes.

“Your remark sort of stung but I’m more upset that you don’t jerk off on my toast anymore,” I said.

That seemed to be the right thing to say because we hugged and kissed; Jesse felt amazing in my arms and the tension went away.
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I guess my eyes were a little red and puffy because Dino asked what was wrong when I opened the door. I told him my allergies were acting up. I brought him in, and introduced him while Robb got him a Coke, then we went upstairs, figured out a good place for the RAID backup drive, then I showed him my “mother of all Macs” in the office, which would get the server software on it.

“If you need anything just holler over the balcony. We’ll be here,” I said.

We were joined by Kyle who wanted to discuss something with me so we ducked into the library and closed the door.

“He made me an offer and I accepted. He will pay me $200 a month more than he is paying now. He showed me his bank account online. He can afford it because he will be able to cook his own food. I talked to his landlord, who confirmed he was an excellent tenant. If he is out by the end of August, he will get his last month’s rent back and a ½ month bonus so I told him he could have it tomorrow but needs to sign a lease. I downloaded the form off the internet and printed it off, ready for signatures. He will give you a cheque tomorrow for one month and another at the end of the month when he gets it from his landlord,” Kyle said, excitedly.

“So, I guess I’m your leasing agent now?”

“You are! He doesn’t have a car so you can use my parking spot. The lease runs to the end of May. I hope you can help him get his stuff moved. It’s mostly just clothes because it was a furnished room,” Kyle said.

“I should have signing authority on your bank account so I can deposit his rent cheques,” I said.



We joined the others and finished our drinks. I opened some wine, and we sat while Danny, Aaron, and Kyle served up the meal.

“I guess I should propose a toast to our new next door neighbour, Brad,” I said, raising my glass.

Having Brad move in could prove to be a valuable link between the swimmers, the divers, and the gymnasts. I told Brad about our plan to have a pig roast on Thanksgiving Weekend on the rooftop and thought it would be good to have the swimmers, divers and gymnasts party together. He was all in with that idea.

Kyle outdid himself with the spaghetti and meat balls, garlic toast, and salad, even getting rave reviews from Aaron. We had the dessert, the strawberry flan that James and I bought, with some Italian gelato that Kyle brought.

“Dino, would you like to come down and have dessert with us?” I shouted.

“Thank you. The operating system is loading now so I can come down,” he said.

We crowded around the fireplace, sitting wherever we could. Danny sat in Brad’s lap while Vlad squeezed in between Jesse and me. The dessert was as sweet as watching the interaction between Danny and Brad.

“Don’t mind them, Dino. This is their first date. Dinner and a soak outside in the Jacuzzi is the usual cheap student date here. If the chemistry is right, they get to fall into the mosh pit that is us, in our huge custom bed,” I said.

“You dropped enough clues about your sexual orientation. If it was something out of my comfort zone, I wouldn’t have volunteered to come here to set things up for you. Like, I’ve never done that before. The boss doesn’t know I’m here or he would have a fit. Anyways, I’ve never been attracted to girls. I had a friend in high school. I was at his place after school. We were wrestling on his bed and the next thing I knew, he had his hand on my crotch. Naturally, I reached down to brush his hand away. He didn’t let go, and told me it felt strange when I touched his hand. Finally, I told him I was going to grab his crotch if he didn’t let go. He didn’t, so I did, and he had a boner, so I popped a woody in a flash. We jerked each other off and it felt really amazing. I think the third time we got together he went down on me and I shot in his mouth without warning. He surprised me by licking me clean and swallowing it all.

I wanted to suck him off, but he didn’t want that. When school was out for the summer, he invited me for a sleep-over. His parents were away so we watched a movie in bed and played around. He got us a couple of beers from the fridge. I was horny as hell. He sucked me until I was moaning pretty loud, lying on my back, then he got on top of me and rubbed his ass against my cock, finally popping mine into his ass. It was his turn to moan. He told me to fuck him hard, and when I was ready to cum I tried to push him off me, but he took over and bounced up and down with his ass gripping my cock. It’s a good thing the windows were closed, otherwise a nosy neighbour would have called the SPCA. Anyways, I shot my load deep inside him and he came all over the place. After that, he collapsed on top of me and thanked me which I thought was strange. He went on to say, that all through school he imagined what it would feel like, and that when he jerked off he fingered his ass imagining it’s my cock.

That was the first and last time we fucked. He moved to Vancouver the next week. I was so upset that he never told me anything about moving. We never said we were boyfriends but I always looked forward to fooling around with him. He was on the school’s swim team too and had a nice body. We hooked up online a few times but it wasn’t the same. At least I can thank him for introducing me to gay sex. I just haven’t met anyone since that I was interested in. I guess I’m too picky,” he said.

“You’ll find a boyfriend with those riveting blue-grey eyes. Besides you already found out that virginity is not dignity; it’s lack of opportunity. Virginity can be cured, as you found out,” I said.

The twins came over to him and gave him a kiss on each cheek and welcomed him to our group. I thought he was going to faint. After we finished dessert, he excused himself to finish the work. He also told us that he had never been with a group of gay guys ever in his life.


Robb didn’t have to work on Friday so I asked him if he could help Brad move his stuff to Kyle’s loft.

“I’ll help too,” Danny volunteered, as Brad gave him a back rub.

“You guys can bring your laptops up here, one at a time and I’ll set up the backup software,” Dino said.

Danny took his up first although he had little on it, then took Brad to the deck and got the Jacuzzi ready. I told Kyle he could do a backup on the system because it was a 12 Terabyte unit and we didn’t have to worry about space. I got mine ready. It had quite a number of large RAW photo files so we left it until the end, along with Vlad’s who had about 250 gigs of music. Dino showed me the server software which was pretty straightforward.

“It looks like you are almost finished. Can I get you a real drink now?” I asked.

“Sure, do you have some red wine? If not, a beer is fine.”

I got him one of the acrylic glasses that Ryan gave us to use on the deck. A glass one would be fairly safe now with the cedar deck, unlike the concrete, but these were quite large. There was a half bottle remaining on the table and the other guys had moved on to something else so I grabbed it, and the glass, after refilling my drink, and went into the library with Dino.

“This library looks like it was original to the building. It’s really beautiful how the old craftsmen took pride in their work,” he said.

“Actually, the craftsmen were 23 and 25 years old and they finished it yesterday. We replicated the library of my parent’s house but made it better, by designing it to be as soundproof as economically feasible. I like silence when I’m doing financial work. The door system is a special recording studio type. I could yell in here and I doubt if anyone could hear on the other side. The walls are a special sound isolating material and the wall is a double wall with staggered joists and sound batts woven between them. Let’s try it. You go out and close the door while I shout.”

He came back in before I passed out from lack of oxygen, telling me there was no sound.

“I’ll sing and you go out and try it.”

I was blown away. The most beautiful tenor operatic voice flowed effortlessly from this thin twinky guy, singing Nessun dorma by Puccini, my favourite opera piece. I didn’t want to close the door but did, and I heard nothing. I went back in and he kept singing, which was amazing with no accompaniment. When he finished, I shouted, “bravo! …. bravissimo!” and he turned a redder shade of pink.

“Dino, why aren’t you with the Canadian Opera Company?” I asked.

“I am, but only in the chorus. I take lessons so maybe someday I’ll be a soloist. I sing the odd wedding, just don’t ask me to become a fat tenor because I like being thin,” he giggled.

“I guess the inmates of Scott’s home for wayward boys are out soaking in Jacuzzi. Would you like to join us?”

“As long as I get to work for 1 PM, I’m easy,” he said.

“Come with me and we’ll get towels.
This is where we all sleep. I don’t know if you know, but we all love each other and like to sleep together. The sex is pretty amazing too because we are all physically attracted to each other and there is no jealousy. It’s called polyamory; it works for us, and we have no inhibitions in the bedroom. These guys are like my family. I’m an only child, and my parents were killed in a car accident in the spring. Most of us are on the U of T Blues swim team, who are a pretty tight group anyway,” I said.

“I’d love to see the twins in Speedos. I couldn’t believe it when they both kissed me. Being with twins has to be my ultimate fantasy.”

We returned to the library and I sat in my desk chair, getting the surveillance system up on the screen.

“Dino, close and lock the door and come over here. You won’t see them in Speedos, however.”

He came around behind the desk so I pulled him down on my lap while we watched the guys frolicking in and around the whirlpool, nude, on the screen.

“I can see how you tell the twins apart. Those guys are hung like bulls. I guess they are both bottoms?” Dino asked.

“Nope, they’re both versatile. Also they are lovers, and recently my lover, Jesse, and I started a four way love relationship with them which is really special. I’m fond of Aaron, the uncut one, and Jesse really likes Adam. I love having Aaron fuck me. Honestly, it doesn’t feel much different even with Adam having a bigger head, but Adam likes it rougher. Both of them, and Danny, are ten inches.”

I switched over to the cams at the cottage but there wasn’t very much light so we couldn’t see any detail other than it was still there.

“Do you think I’ll ever be lucky enough to find love? I mean I’m going out of my mind sitting in your lap and I know that isn’t an iPhone pressing into my butt,” he said.

“I bet you are as hard as I am by now,” I said, whereupon he grabbed my hand and pressed it over his very hard bulge.

“You’re staying the night, Dino. I insist.”

“That’s the best offer I’ve had all day, or actually in my life,” he said, as he swivelled around on my lap, pulled my head to his and gave me a fantastic kiss.

“I think we should get naked and join the fun and the twins.”

Dino undid my pants, and dropped to his knees in front of me.

“Sorry Scott, somebody has to be first and I want that person to be you. If I really suck at sucking, tell me what I need to do to make it feel better,” he said.

Other than trying to deep throat me when he started, and gagging in the process, he got to keep his gay card. It was only a matter of time before I would reciprocate, but first, I wanted to take him to the Jacuzzi. I opened another bottle of red for him and made myself a drink, and we went outside to sit with the guys who were cooling off. He got compliments on his body which surprised him.

“I don’t know why you find it strange that some of us think you are hot. I stared at your ass all the way down here and figured I would like to photograph you nude, if you’re comfortable with the idea,” I said.

Dino thought I was out of my mind, but was looking forward to doing it. Danny and Brad got out of the tub in an extremely tumescent state, which gave Dino an instant hard-on. It was probably the size of Danny’s cock that got to Dino, but for me, I couldn’t get over how cute Brad’s was. It had an upwards curve but it was almost vertical so his head pointed to, and in fact, touched his abs. I wondered how it would feel to bottom for him, and my mind raced with the idea. We had a relaxing soak, especially with the twins giving us neck and shoulder massages. It was fun to watch Danny interacting with Brad, the only guy he ever saw who was shorter than him.

We finally got out because I wanted to photograph Dino before he changed his mind. It would have been better a day later with the new camera and lights but I ran with what I had. The cyclorama made everything a breeze. One of my favourites was with him lying on the floor by the cove, showing his back and elegant ass. I brought over one of the stools from the kitchen bar and just let him try different things. He was really getting into it, popping pose after pose. I got a close-up of his face and eyes which I hoped would show off his eyes perfectly after processing. He wanted some pictures hard, so I helped him with that. My favourite of that batch was with a string of pre-cum, backlit, hanging from the tip.

“I should finish backing up the laptops. The wine made me feel sleepy so when anyone is ready for bed, I could do with a little company,” Dino said.

“Robb, you guys could sing lullabies to each other. Dino has a really good operatic tenor voice, and Robb is an alto in the church choir,” I said to them.

They went up the stairs with Robb singing Ave Maria to Dino. When they got to the workstations he leaned over the wall and asked for all the guys to bring their laptops and start them up. Kyle decided to stay the night but went home to pick up his laptop and turn off the lights in the raw. I wondered how much longer we’d be able to do that before PH3 came home for the Fall.

Dino explained that the Thunderbolt cable’s transfer rate of 100 Gbps was well in excess of a hard drive’s read/write speed so backing up daily would only take a few seconds, unlike slow USB2 backup drives with a maximum speed of 480 Mbps. Even with all the photos and movies on mine, it took about a minute. We plugged in Vlad’s last before we went upstairs to “the barracks.” The first backup of his huge music collection would take some time to do.

Our bed, two king size mattresses, was designed for five or six, so tonight’s ten hot guys would stress it’s limitations, but with two brand new pieces of flesh to share, nobody was worried, particularly the sacrificial lambs. Danny was slightly pissed off that Kyle got to pop Brad’s cherry, but got over it when Brad ploughed his ass. The wine loosened up Dino enough to get loosened up by Robb. He was quite a moaner. Vlad was holding me tight and softly sobbing, so I asked Jesse to excuse us and make sure everybody was happy. The twins and James took care of Jesse, so Vlad and I slipped out and went into the other room.

“I feel bad dragging you away from all the fun. I’m sorry that I’m such a wuss. This isn’t fair to you. I came into your life by some strange circumstance, and you think you have to take care of me until death separates us. You don’t, Scott, but your love is keeping me like from totally losing it. If you insist on me having chemo, I will at least try again, but there’ll be no promises I’ll stay on it,” Vlad said.

“Baby, I told you I would never insist on that, even though I have the power to insist on it, but you know I will never do anything you don’t want because you gave me that power as you trusted me. If you have a change of heart, tell me right away so I can call the doctor and get the wheels turning. In the mean time, I just want to make you as comfortable as I can, and make love with you every day that you feel up to it.”

“Seriously, do you mean that, because I’m fine with sex now but down the road I don’t think I will have the strength?”

“Vlad, remember when you were horny in the hospital and I took matters between my own lips? I can tell you, little buddy, that was no hardship for me. Perhaps I would prefer breeding your fine ass right now but that’s for you do decide. The other thing we need to talk about is Ryan. Are you going to tell him or do you want me to?” I asked.

“That’s one of the reasons I was crying. I don’t think he will handle it well. I would rather volunteer for a root canal operation at a school for dental students with Parkinson’s than have to tell him, but having said that, I’ll tell him. He would have zero respect for me if I dumped that message on you to deliver. I want to have him come for a day or two, or even a night. I hope it doesn’t turn him off me because he is really important in my life, as you are, but in a different way. I fell in love with him; I grew to love you. Scott, can we have a sixty-nine tonight and save the fucking for when Ryan’s here to do the double penetration? I’m leaking precum thinking about the two guys that love me and I love, having there cocks rubbing together inside me,” Vlad said.

His copious precum was sweet like the strawberries on the flan. He moaned every time I felt some of mine being released into his mouth. I grabbed his foot and kissed and licked it, and sucked his big toe then pulled him on top of me and we ground together as we explored each other’s mouths. We were both really turned on, and the grinding turned into sliding. I wanted this to last forever, so I used his ass for a pillow for my forehead as I overloaded his pleasure center. We resumed the sixty-nine which didn’t last long because we both had to cum desperately. After that, we cuddled. My plan was to stay until he fell asleep, but I was totally drained, and woke up cuddled with my arm over his bum, with the birds chirping outside the window.


I pulled on my shorts and slipped out after a glance at Vlad sleeping peacefully. I had to leave as I was starting to choke up with emotion, so I went and put some coffee on. Today was going to be a busy one. I took coffees for me and Kyle. He could still make the morning crossing if we got to the bank at 8:00 AM when it opened. He was awake so we went into the guest room so as not to disturb any of the others.

“I know I should be all depressed about having to go home, but popping Brad’s tight virgin cherry was so hot. He was a noisy fuck, too, like Raph which turned me on, but in English, not Spanish. After a minute he really got into it and said he wished he’d tried it sooner. Danny loved what Brad’s kinky cock was doing to his prostate, and I know this because Danny came like a broken water main, hands free,” Kyle said.

“You might want to go in, and if Vlad is awake, give him a hug and kiss. He got the bad news yesterday. Four to eight months. He is being a trouper, me less so,” I said.

“It’s not your fault, Scott. You’ve done everything you can, except chemo. I have to respect you for honouring his wishes, but damn it, can you at least try to reason with him? I’ve heard it’s horrible to go through, but it’s horrible what you are putting yourself through, too. Yeah, I’ll go in but I won’t wake him if he is asleep. Let’s have a shower together, then we’ll be ready to go to the bank, and clean my bathroom before Brad moves in.”

We went into the bathroom and closed the door for the first time, hopped into the shower where Kyle sucked my fat cock into his mouth.

“I can taste Vlad’s precum on your cock. I’m glad for both of you that you have a good sex life together. From what I’ve read, it will help him a lot. I have needs too, Scott. I want a big dick in my ass, your dick. It might be four months before I get well and truly drilled,” he said as he sucked my thick cock getting it very slippery. I gave him a good tonguing while I probed him with two, then three fingers. I spit in his hole, and kissed his neck as I slid in. He let out a low moan, as did I. Neither of us lasted very long. After I filled him, I scraped some off his and ate it. A few kisses and hugs ensued under the rain head followed by giving each other a good cleaning, then a toweling.

We didn’t make much noise, however Dino, Jesse and the twins were doing a little mutual masturbation. I told them that Kyle and I needed to go to the bank for 8:00 AM. I would be with the twins in a meeting at 10:00 AM but Kyle needed to get to the ferry terminal before the 11:30 AM sailing so I asked Jesse if he could take Kyle. I reminded them that James was taking off at 10:00 also and picking up the boys to take them to the lake and they would be back Monday morning.

“Well, all that was a boner killer, Scott. We may as well get up now and start our day,” Jesse said, as his eyes shot daggers at me.

“Oops, my bad!”


We tip-toed into Vlad’s room, finding him half awake. Kyle sat beside him and rubbed his back.

“I take it Scott told you?”

“I didn’t come in here to say farewell. I hope you will reconsider your options. You know we all tried to make you better and are so sorry it’s not working. Scott isn’t ready to say goodbye to you, but you do what is best for you. I’ll be back around Christmas for a few weeks and I’ll see you then. Until then, the song “Fuckin Perfect” will run through my head. Take care, Vlad.”

They had a long embrace and tears were streaming down both of their faces, and mine, too.

to be continued ...

[Kyanimal]

I, like Scott, am not sure I can Truly take this, Sheep!

However, I can not put into words how Much I APPRECIATE what your writing has brought Me!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

[Calagang]

I think that deep in you Sheep, you just dont want to finish the story, because in one hand Vlad is going to leave us, (probably ?), and on the other hand you bring in a new terrific guy. But i am not complaining, that is, in fact, a good news indeed

[DonQuixote]

Sheep,
I don't even know what to say - especially right now given what's up on this side.

Great to meet new people and see them invite them into the boys' interpersonal interactions.

At the same time, I so want Vlad to have a happy outcome.