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    I use to like your comments on "Watching Brad " and on " Taking Care of Jason " for your sense of humour, but i must say that i also very much like your " Swim Team " story. Just like in Watching Brad your guys go to the Village in TORRONTO but not to the same places. So its not a copy and past thing. Congratulation for that too

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    Sheep lives a bit closer to the Village than Neil, so he knows a lot more places to visit.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Quote Originally Posted by Calagang View Post
    I use to like your comments on "Watching Brad " and on " Taking Care of Jason " for your sense of humour, but i must say that i also very much like your " Swim Team " story. Just like in Watching Brad your guys go to the Village in TORRONTO but not to the same places. So its not a copy and past thing. Congratulation for that too
    Why, thank you for the comment. Neil is a fantastic author. I think he has had a big influence on my writing. I know he has because I never wrote anything until I read his stories. This is my first. I can now appreciate how much of themselves the authors give to write a story. I won't even begin to name some of the authors whose works moved me so much that I tossed my hat in the ring, and fired up my imagination.

    I had the idea of this story simmering on the back burner for awhile until a certain Speedo clad swimmer inspired me enough to get the word processor going.

    I've tried to inject my warped sense of humour into the story.

    I tied to make the story "location agnostic" at first but realized soon enough that reality suffered. I hope nobody looked for Carmen's because they closed after about 48 years. I had already written them into the story and only research after the fact told me they were gone.

    I've written about 80,000 words so far and my typing sucks, so It's taking me about a week to write a chapter.

    Part one should finish the evening before the first day of the Fall semester, September 6, 2011. My goal is to have the story complete to that time by that date.

    Wish me luck.

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    Luck? Get back to WORK, Sheep!!

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    Are you threatening a field trip to instill the wrath of "Animal" on Sheep, as incentive to get his rear in gear????!


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Quote Originally Posted by sheep View Post
    Why, thank you for the comment. Neil is a fantastic author. I think he has had a big influence on my writing. I know he has because I never wrote anything until I read his stories. This is my first. I can now appreciate how much of themselves the authors give to write a story. I won't even begin to name some of the authors whose works moved me so much that I tossed my hat in the ring, and fired up my imagination.

    I had the idea of this story simmering on the back burner for awhile until a certain Speedo clad swimmer inspired me enough to get the word processor going.

    I've tried to inject my warped sense of humour into the story.

    I tied to make the story "location agnostic" at first but realized soon enough that reality suffered. I hope nobody looked for Carmen's because they closed after about 48 years. I had already written them into the story and only research after the fact told me they were gone.

    I've written about 80,000 words so far and my typing sucks, so It's taking me about a week to write a chapter.

    Part one should finish the evening before the first day of the Fall semester, September 6, 2011. My goal is to have the story complete to that time by that date.

    Wish me luck.
    I know they are a lot of better ways for cumming than reading a very nice story, but, on the other hand, it does not hurt either, so of course, i wish you good luck for my cumming sake

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    Still enjoying the story! Keep writing please.

    Homophobia kills!

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    Swim Team

    Chapter twenty-two


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


    Previously ....
    Then he licked his cum off my face, feeding it to me and demanding I save some for him. That was doable because my guy came enough to feed an army. In fact, I had to swallow some to make room for him to finish getting rid of the facial he gave me. We shared it. He apparently also shared one of my favorite things -- facials -- both getting and giving. Danny drove the rest of the way back to the cottage as we held each others hard cocks. Neither of us had gone soft after that amazing play time so were boned when we got out of the boat.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    “I take it we have a new roomie,” Vlad said.

    “We wouldn’t be boned if Scott bombed with my folks. I’m so glad we’re going to be living together. If I get on your nerves, just give me a smack upside the head,” Danny said.

    All the guys got up, hugging and kissing the boy. I was happy they were happy. I was happy that the bed would be symmetrical with three on each king bed and nobody slipping through the crack in the centre. Jesse was so happy he forgot to get us a beer right away. He was too busy welcoming Danny to our team. David wondered what would be appropriate for an initiation. I grinned. Danny knew what I had in mind but I kept it to myself until the others voiced their ideas. Someone suggested Danny had to suck us all off, one after the other. Another idea was a circle jerk where you jerk the guy to the right of you and part way through, switch hands, jerking the guy on your left. I wanted James in on whatever we did and got thinking the circle jerk combined with my nasty perverted idea would be a good one. We decided to wait for James and drink until he got here. It wouldn’t be long. As this was our vacation, we were allowed to just drink while we waited for James. Naturally Jesse assisted with that endeavor.

    Jesse had to divide twelve thick pork loin chops, also called pork steaks among seven people. I like watching people when faced with a challenge like that to see how they go about problem solving. It’s even more interesting when we are partially wasted. I wouldn’t interfere. The barbie was Jesse’s department. I was chastised once. I’ll never do that again. So I drank. We all drank. I think our livers would all be green by the end of the weekend or definitely by the time school started. I felt that I hadn’t spent enough time with David considering we wouldn’t be seeing him until Christmas and next Summer, so I wet my thumb and gently rubbed the head of his dick until it popped out of its hood like a turtle’s head does. He is so sensitive he warned me so I played with his ass instead. He liked that because his foreskin retracted about 90% of the way. It really did look hot. In fact it was a pretty cock and, as I found out earlier, he used it expertly. As I was being friendly, I heard the unmistakable sound of the shit boat. Great! James was almost here. I grabbed Danny’s right hand with my left and raised it high for James to see. I heard him yell ‘yay’ as he brought the old boat up to the dock. Robb and I grabbed the lines as James immediately enveloped Danny in a hug after offloading a case of beer.

    “Does that mean you are now our official boy-toy, loft-mate, teammate, etc?” James queried.

    “Yeah, thanks to Scott, who sprinkled fairy dust on my dad, turning him to putty in his hands. It’s a ‘yes’,” Danny bubbled.

    “I feel a hazing about to happen,” James said.

    I confirmed I had the same feeling and by the smiles on the others, they did too. I got James a cold beer, slipping it into an insulating sleeve. I was getting hungry so I suggested we put pressure on Jesse. He had all the chops laid out on a platter.

    “Are you blokes hungry? These are huge. Who all wants two?” he asked.

    Jesse, James, Robb, Danny and I put up our hands. Vlad and David were happy with one each. That made twelve chops. No problem solving required.

    “Guys, I think Danny needs hazing to officially become part of the ‘dirty half-dozen’. I think he should lie on the floor, face up as we form a circle around his face. Then we jerk the guy to the right for a couple of minutes, then switch to the one on the left. When we are getting to the point of no return, we jerk our own, aiming for Danny’s face. Kissing is optional. Danny, is that acceptable to you?” I asked.

    Danny broadly grinned saying, “sounds almost perfect, but I think I should suck each of you for a minute to get you in the mood. And the first guy to cum has to eat it all and feed it to me.”

    I got my camera and showed them all what Danny had done to my face not long ago. With all of us circled around, Danny was on his knees. James was to my right and Jesse to my left. He started with James. I felt up both James and Jesse’s ass, making James moan. Danny moved clockwise around the circle. I was next. Danny had perfect cock sucking lips. I moaned as soon as he started, pushing him off within 30 seconds. Next, he sucked Jesse’s thick uncut cock into his mouth, forcing the foreskin to move up and down the shaft. Jesse was sensitive, and lasted less time that I had, before he had enough. Vlad could cum pretty fast so he passed on further sucking, quickly. Danny drove David wild, licking his head and pressing his tongue between David’s head and foreskin. If this was a contest for the loudest moans, David would have the trophy. Robb was the final frontier and was more resistant to sucking so he got head for a couple of minutes.

    Then we started, using our right hand on the guy to our right. James was pretty turned on and I refused to let him get to eat Danny’s cum so I used short strokes with little pressure. I know. Call me a cheat. Jesse was using the same tactic on me so I kissed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. That got me going but unfortunately it got him going as well. Moans were coming from everyone so Danny shouted ‘switch’. Now I gave Jesse’s thick cock a jacking with my left hand. I figured it wouldn’t be any good, because I’m a right hand jacker, but he was in heaven, moaning. James was also turned on by Robb’s hand job. I kissed James because I wanted to be the first to shoot. James, the boy I’d known most of my life, could get me off with his kisses, better than if he was sucking me. At the same time I was playing with Jesse’s gorgeous ass remembering rimming him. OH FUCK! I stroked myself a few times as my cum travelled from my balls and along the thick tube on the underside of my cock.

    “I’m cumming,” I screamed as I aimed for Danny’s mouth, jacking myself like crazy and squeezing my nut-sac with my other hand. The splat could be heard throughout the cottage. The first volley hit between his lips and chin, making a nice mess. Subsequent ropes were not quite as well controlled but did get mostly on his face. The last one oozed onto his right nipple. I was weak in the knees but got out of the way when David started jacking himself, letting out a few streams of thick cum from Danny’s forehead to his navel. He gave it a shake, getting the final drop into Danny’s mouth. Jesse noisily shot his rich slightly salty Australian cum, with virtually all of it going into Danny’s mouth. He didn’t swallow and kept his mouth open for the next load, James, cumming everywhere with his more fluid cum on Danny; hair, forehead, nose and stomach. Vlad stepped over top and let it fly, screaming, depositing his boy-milk on Danny’s erect cock, which, after all was an easy target. Robb had been enjoying a nice wank with his spit covered hand, nailing our boy from the forehead, between the eyes, on the nose, in the mouth and on the neck.

    Danny looked delicious. I took some pictures, even one where he stuck out his cum covered tongue. I tossed my camera on the sofa, got down on my hands and knees, inhaling the exhilarating scent of our combined loads. I licked off the full flavoured cum that was closest to his eyes, feeding it to him and mixing it with his mouthful. Next I cleaned off the thick, nutty tasting cum from his cock while I gave him mine to clean up. I shared Vlad's youthful, sweet tasting, thick cum with Danny, who moaned and greedily sucked it out of my mouth. I then licked some cum from all the spots left on him, relishing the fine blend. The whole was better than the individual loads. I continued sucking what was left, noting the fine nutty flavour with a sweet after taste, and shared it. I looked at Danny’s pulsing hard-on. Should I? It wasn’t specifically included. Even though I admit to being a cum-slut, I thought it wise to share the blessings so I got all the guys to walk around Danny, counter-clockwise and instructed Danny, with his eyes closed, to point north east south or west on his count of ten. He did, and pointed at Jesse. Thus our masculine jock Jesse got the big reward; Danny’s love juice, but he had to work for it. He didn’t mind! David made sure our cocks were all clean.

    Let’s all go for a dip and leave the doors open. It smells like a man-whorehouse in here. We frolicked like the teenagers we were, splashing and dunking each other, and making like whales with the water spouts. We then got down to cleaning each other, which is darned erotic. Some dives off the dock served as a high pressure rinse cycle. Some of us dried off a friend before attending to our own needs. We were like that. We loved each other.

    Robb brought the cooler up, as the rest of us took something back to the cottage. They all kissed either me or Danny to get a slight taste of our mixture. I liked kissing Jesse. If I needed an excuse, it would be to taste Danny’s cum, like I needed to do that from having his load just before we got back?

    Jesse got the barbie heating up while he prepped some Idaho baking potatoes, wrapping them in foil and putting them on the upper shelf of the barbie. Vlad helped by making a mixed greens salad. Danny set the table. I opened a couple of bottles of Merlot. It’s a red wine. Technically pork isn’t red meat. So sue me. Serve red wine if you have red carpet. That makes more sense. We all drank some beer giving the wine time to breathe. After being nude most of the day, we donned our evening attire, sweatshirts and pants. Sometimes it’s sexier seeing a guy with clothes on than seeing one nude. I find seeing well defined bulges sexy as hell.

    “James, do you know any reliable electricians around here?” I asked.

    “There are a couple that have done work for us. What have you got in mind?” he asked.

    “I find bending over looking for the thermostats on the baseboard heaters to be a pain in the ass. Additionally, I want some kind of system that will let me turn them down real low to about 38 or 40 degrees F so if it turns cold when we aren’t up here, they will come on and the pipes won’t freeze,” I said.

    “Why don’t you get Josh to do it? Maybe we could have them up for a long weekend and some fun?” Robb suggested.

    “That’s a good idea, Bambi. I know he has a job to go to in September. I can always find things for Jeff, who doesn’t have a job yet. I thought of turning two bedrooms here into a really big one so we could all sleep together. It might be as simple as ripping out a partition wall but Jeff could figure that out by looking in the attic. I’ll phone them,” I said.

    “Okay you deviants. Time to eat,” Jesse said.

    Jesse outdid himself yet again. The chops were huge, even after cooking, and tender and moist. The potatoes were done perfectly. Vlad’s salad was crisp and refreshing. We drank a toast to our newest bedmate, Danny. There was no way I was going to be able to finish both chops, so I cut one in half, speared it with my fork and asked Vlad or David to pass me their plate.
    It was now dark out. We chilled for awhile, listening to music, but nobody was terribly energetic. I don’t recall who started it, but a yawn is truly contagious. Danny asked if it would be ok to go to bed now.

    “Hun, that’s something you don’t need permission for. As far as I’m concerned, this is your home. You can do whatever you want if you think it’s appropriate,” I said.

    “Can I ask one question, sunshine?” Danny asked.

    “You just did, hun,” I retorted.

    “I walked into that. Seriously, can I sleep in the middle with you and James on either side?” Danny asked.

    “I’m making an executive decision. ‘Yes’. As long as you don’t mind being mauled during the night, because we love you, Danny. Get in the bedroom, put your jammies on, brush your teeth and start to psyche yourself out over skiing tomorrow. I’ll be in an a few minutes,” I said.

    “Jammies?”

    “Joke,” I said.

    I told James that Danny and I were going to get lots of sleep and Danny would be in the middle so we could both spoon. I’m only closing the door so the others could continue to party if they want. I made the rounds kissing everyone goodnight, excusing myself to get a good night’s sleep to prepare for water skiing.

    “Sure you are, mate, hoo roo,” our awesome Aussie chuckled.

    I climbed over the boy, making an open face Danny sandwich, and we cuddled. He was so happy to be a member of our team. I was happy to have made that happen for him.

    “What do you have for a computer, babes?” I asked.

    “Ha! It’s the computer equivalent of your old boat. It’s an old PC from hell that dad got for $50 from work when they got new ones. Even has a CRT monitor and a 40 gig drive. What a joke, but not a bad price for a boat anchor,” he said.

    “Have you ever used a Mac?” I asked.


    “Hell yeah, I like Macs. We used them in one of our labs at school,” he said.

    “Good. I bought new 15” Mac Book Pro laptops for all the other boys. I’ll order one for you on Monday. You can take it home and transfer your stuff -- photos, music, movies, files etc. on to it and I will install any software you need,” I said.

    “Get out of town! I’d die and think I was in heaven if you… you’re not kidding are you?,” he said.

    “It’s an almost permanent loan. My business bought them. I do distributed computing for photo and video editing, so they need to be hooked up when you are at the loft if I’m doing lots of work, but you can still use it,” I said.

    He rolled over, looked into my eyes with his big emerald green eyes and kissed me tenderly. We held each other for awhile and finally went to sleep with his head on my chest. I was tired, too, and drifted in and out of sleep. Danny never moved away. I’ll sleep better when James comes to bed. I was looking forward to skiing tomorrow. I also wanted to take more pictures of the boys. I felt that Jesse could become hot property with very little work.

    Finally, James came in, so I indicated to him Danny was asleep. He looked relieved that he wouldn’t get screwed tonight and got undressed. He leaned over Danny and we kissed. He then pulled the covers over us and snuggled in with Danny.


    I was the first to wake around 7:45, so I made coffee and found my Speedo. My butt felt good today so I wanted to psyche myself out for skiing. I poured myself a thermal mug which looked like a Canon Telephoto zoom lens. They were given to all the press photographers at the Winter Olympics in Vancouver and one made its way to me. I sat in the boat surveying the lake and getting ‘in my zone’. I checked all the ski equipment, finding everything in order except for one loose screw holding the fin on the slalom ski, which I tightened. There was plenty of gas in the boat but I checked the oil; it was fine. I headed up to my sleeping beauties with coffee in hand. I got James and Danny out of bed after I pried James’ fingers off Danny’s morning wood, telling them there was juice and coffee in the kitchen.

    Next I woke up Jesse, David, Vlad, and Robb. They looked quite comfortable squished together in a king size bed. I was surprised they untangled themselves so quickly. As there was only the one bathroom, we tended to pee in the woods if there was a line-up. I fixed English Muffins with butter, various jams, and peanut butter, but no Vegemite, much to Jesse’s chagrin. I told him it wasn’t available in Canada, but found out I could buy it. I thought I would get him a jar for Thanksgiving. We mostly settled on the deck. Vlad made another pot of coffee.

    I assembled my camera, mounting the telephoto zoom, replacing the battery with a freshly charged one, and charging the other one. Today I would shoot some hi-def 1080p video as well as stills. I poured another coffee for myself.

    “Who wants to go first?” I asked.

    “I want to go while it’s still calm,” David said.

    “Then me,” added Vlad.

    “I’m easy,” Danny said.

    “We know, Danny, we all are,” I giggled.

    “I don’t mind going last if that’s ok, and Robb can follow Danny, Jesse after Robb, and James can go after Jesse,” I said.

    I would drive initially for James and Danny until they were underway, then I would concentrate on the camera. James had to drive for me. He knew what I wanted him to do. Three could go in the boat with the others staying on the dock or deck, and we would rotate so everybody got a chance to be everywhere. David got ready in the jacket seated at the dock with the skis on. I climbed in the back with my camera, Robb was spotter, and James drove. Robb tossed the tow rope to David.

    “Ya ready?” James asked.

    “Hit it,” replied David.

    Off they went down the lake after a good start by David. I suggested to James that he might want to do a full circle to see if David wants to go really fast. David was much improved and James tossed in a full circle which David took advantage of, going outside the wake and accelerating to quite a speed. He held on for a good ride and eventually signaled to go back to the dock. I managed to get a couple of shots of him and a short video as he did about 50 MPH around the circle. Robb drove for Vlad, who had a similar run to David. He almost lost it but I had it on video. Other than that he was good.

    We went back to the dock where Jesse replaced Robb, becoming the spotter. James held my camera while I drove for Danny. It was like old times as he took off from the dock. I took him through the course at 30 MPH which he completed beautifully. He was better than the last time, with sharp, concise cuts, making it around all the balls. James and I changed places on the fly so I could take some pictures as he did it at 32 MPH. The next run was 34 and I set the camera for video, capturing the spray from the ski with the sun still low in the sky. He was flawless. My only complaint was that I couldn’t find anything to criticize. On his 35 MPH run he did pretty well, missing a ball. James turned the boat, advancing the throttle to 36 MPH. I had never seen him do it this fast and, unfortunately he missed about half of the turns but didn’t fall.

    Robb was up next and David replaced Jesse as spotter. He was to drop a ski which Vlad was to recover. It went well so James took him through the course at 28. He did well, missing the first ball, which then got him out of sync for the rest of the course, but he finished and didn’t fall. James took him around for a 30 MPH run which he almost completed, missing the last two. James tried him at 31 but he didn’t do it as well, so we took him back to the dock. Luckily I had shot stills on his first and third run and made a movie of his second and best run.

    Jesse got into the vest while Vlad replaced David as spotter. He gave a shout when he was ready and James slammed it full blast, picking Jesse from the dock. James started him at 32. Jesse was a solid hunk and threw a huge spray on his turns which photographed well with the telephoto zoom. It was a piece of cake for him, so James made his next run at 34 with me making a movie of him at that speed. I think I’ll call it ‘poetry in motion’ as he was like a pendulum on a big clock, only faster. His run at 35 was equally impressive however, he missed a couple at 36 and motioned for us to go back to the dock. I told him he was looking good but he clearly wasn’t impressed with his last run, so I told him he could try again the next day.

    James got ready with me at the wheel and Robb spotting and Danny to be the driver. When he said ‘hit it’, I slammed the throttle wide open, anticipating his call. I started James at 33 and he sailed through the course. I handed over the driving to Danny, allowing me to take pictures. He came back at 34 as I captured his images to the memory card. Danny pulled him through at 35 for his next run as I made a video. Damn, he looked so hot. His next run at 36 gave me that sunk feeling as he was nailing it until the last ball which he just missed. I was feeling competitive and wanted to beat James today. It would be a miracle, as I have never done a perfect 36 before.

    David liked to play around with cameras so I gave him a crash course on my camera. James would drive for me and Danny would spot. I was so pumped. I visualized my blood being pumped through my body with an image of me doing a really good run. I was totally psyched out and focused. I was taking off from a standing start on the dock and told James ‘32’. He wouldn’t call me a ‘pussy’ today. I brought my hand down, yelling ‘hit it’ hearing the boat revving up as I shouted. I jumped into the water and the boat snatched me along its surface in an instant. The course was burned into my mind. I didn’t even see the boat or David taking pictures. That wasn’t my job. I was through the run in automatic mode.

    I have done this so many times; to think about it was redundant. I signaled ‘up’ to James. He knew by that to go up 2, not one, so I returned at 34 feeling confident and doing a great run. I again signaled ‘up’. It was do or die. My reasoning was that I would be stronger by eliminating a run. It was make or break. I went sailing through the run and did it flawlessly for the first time in my life. I clenched my right fist pushing it high in the air as a sign of satisfaction, then signaled to go past the dock. At this point I pulled one foot out of the ski, letting go of the bar, and catching it with my toes. I skied past the dock like that, doing free turns and shouting. After that, James turned me around for my final approach and I flew into the beach, hitting the sand and doing my flip, landing further up on the beach. I could hear James laughing from out in the boat.

    Back on the dock, David ran over to me, telling me he got it all in movie mode. They all gave me a group hug, after which I got individual hugs and congratulations from James, Danny, Jesse, Robb, Vlad, and David. It was my time to shine brightly. So why was I bawling my eyes out?

    to be continued ...

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    Sheep,
    It would appear that damned near the entire swim team will be cohabitating (and co-every thing else!) for the foreseeable future!

    And, what a Cum-tastic "rite of initiation" - creamy gooey oh so chewy!

    Good food, too. And heady competition out on the water ~ after the cummunal lake bath, of course!

    It would appear that our protagonist, despite all of his "take charge/can do" attitude, still has some grieving to do. The tears at the end of his super run - wanting to be able to share it with his dad and mum???

    My dad was much older when he passed away (as was I compared to Scott).
    I find myself wanting to pick up the phone and share this or that - only to pull up sort at the realization that my communication with him is of a different sort, now.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    [quote=sheep;7365669]Swim Team

    I opened a couple of bottles of Merlot. It’s a red wine. Technically pork isn’t red meat. So sue me.

    I am going to correct on one point Sheep. Pork is most of the time served with Red wine, and after that it can be Rosé and then white.
    So you are not making a mistake opening a Merlot with pork, and you have good taste because its a very nice red wine

    ( Hope you dont mind me telling you that ? )

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    I want to be the swim team fluffer......

    I wish I were 20 years younger and a U of T student too.....

    Sheep, this story totally rocks!


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    Wow, Sheep! These guys are So much FUN, in so many ways! And, I love all of them, too!

    Might the team be taking applications for the gentle guidance of a kindly Grandpa?

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Chaz,
    I've got first dibs on that!


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Quote Originally Posted by DonQuixote View Post
    Sheep,
    It would appear that damned near the entire swim team will be cohabitating (and co-every thing else!) for the foreseeable future!

    It would appear that our protagonist, despite all of his "take charge/can do" attitude, still has some grieving to do. The tears at the end of his super run - wanting to be able to share it with his dad and mum???
    I think Scott has a nice family now. He needs to go for the snip snip.
    He really had a delayed reaction. Mine was delayed 3 days when mom died. Not a tear for 3 days then the dam burst.

    Quote Originally Posted by Calagang View Post
    I am going to correct on one point Sheep. Pork is most of the time served with Red wine, and after that it can be Rosé and then white.
    So you are not making a mistake opening a Merlot with pork, and you have good taste because its a very nice red wine

    ( Hope you dont mind me telling you that ? )
    My preference is for red, either a cab sauv or merlot works for me. I rarely drink white because some time ago, there was a big noise about the tannin in red wine so people were switching to white. There weren't enough grapes for white so they bleached red grapes and the wine gave me migraines so I just switched back to red. Now I make my own. We had a bottle of red I bottled more than 3 years ago with dinner tonight. It was really nice. Also I put down 50 bottles in the cellar today.

    Quote Originally Posted by ronboy View Post
    I want to be the swim team fluffer......
    I wish I were 20 years younger and a U of T student too.....
    Sheep, this story totally rocks!
    Thank you Sir Ron. We have kept your application on file, however, you must realize the team is self- fullfluffing. I wish I could turn the clock back too. And thanks Ron!


    Quote Originally Posted by Kyanimal View Post
    Wow, Sheep! These guys are So much FUN, in so many ways! And, I love all of them, too!
    Might the team be taking applications for the gentle guidance of a kindly Grandpa?
    Chaz
    Chaz, If I offered that position to you, I would be without an editor. I'll have to play the selfish card. Besides, Scott Is like a younger version of his dad, who was like a younger version of Scotts grandfather so if he pulls himself together with the help of his chosen family, he should be able to provide guidance to the others. He is, after all, 1 to 3 years older. In other words, he still knows everything lol

    Quote Originally Posted by madcollections View Post
    Swim Team.. very goog
    Why thank you for reading it.

    I haven't finished writing Ch 23 yet so please be patient. I might not be able to post it this weekend.

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    Hi Sheep, Love your story. It just seems right that Scott,James,& Danny should end up in bed together,even if it was only to hold each other,after knowing each other for so long.Looking forward to reading more.Thanks
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    Runky,
    Welcome to JUB and the story forum!

    We all get a bit carried away with quotes now and again - you can hilite and delete while still in the brief window of edit opportunity after posting.

    Familiarity comes with time - I'm still learning tips and tricks now and again.

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    Great story! Love reading it!

    Homophobia kills!

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    Chapter twenty-three

    Copyright 2011 Sheep. All rights reserved
    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 clenched my right fist pushing it high in the air as a sign of satisfaction, then signaled to go past the dock. At this point I pulled one foot out of the ski letting go of the bar, and catching it with my toes. I skied past the dock like that, doing free turns and shouting. After that, James turned me around for my final approach and I flew into the beach, hitting the sand and doing my flip, landing further up on the beach. I could hear James laughing from out in the boat.

    Back on the dock, David ran over to me telling me he got it all in movie mode. They all gave me a group hug, after which I got individual hugs and congratulations from James, Danny, Jesse, Robb, Vlad and David. It was my time to shine brightly. So why was I bawling my eyes out?

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~


    “Come here baby, sit with me,” James said, as he wrapped his arms around me and guided me over to a chaise lounge, seating himself first and pulling me down, sitting in front of him with my back to his powerful chest.

    “There’s something going on in your head and I really don’t know what it is, but I think I need to,” he said.

    I felt secure in his arms but my mind was overloaded with emotions.

    “I’m sorry babes, I did something today that I didn’t think I could do, and didn’t even want to, out of love for you. I did a perfect 36 and you didn’t,” I said.

    “So?”

    “I never wanted to beat you for fear of losing my feeling of awe for you. I was so much in that mindset that I didn’t want to compete with you, but I’ve been thinking so much lately. We will be on the swim team and it’s not natural to not want to compete. I realized I have to change so I’ve been psyching myself out over the ski run and decided I had to try as hard as I could to be better than everyone today. Also I got thinking how much fun we’re having here at the cottage, with our friends, and what a joy is is to have a good boat for skiing, and how great it will be to be in the loft, together, loving each other, so naturally it all boiled down to mom and dad, and how much I miss them and wished they were here to see me do that run, and how horrible it must have been in their final few seconds…,” I said as I cried uncontrollably.

    James was my rock. I have never bared myself like this before. I felt so vulnerable, but James held me tight, comforting me and running his fingers through my hair. He rubbed my back and I could feel his love flowing into me.

    The others realized I was having an emotional melt down, and realized James was the one to help me through it so they had vanished, leaving us alone.

    “Baby, I think you put your grieving on hold because you were about to start your finals and when you finished finals, you just kept the pressure on, avoiding your own emotions. You did everything you could to keep ultra busy so you wouldn’t have to deal with it. Am I right? James asked.

    I turned around awkwardly and hugged him and looked at the concern on his face through my bloodshot wet eyes.

    “You’re 100% correct. I isolated myself and buried myself in busy work. Perhaps that’s the reason I was so happy to finally connect with Robb. I then had Robb to occupy my time, which, as fate would have it, lead me to discover the true love I have for you and you for me, all because I forgot to lock the door,” I chuckled.

    “Scott, I guess if I wasn’t also preparing for finals, I should have spent some time with you. Nobody should have to go it alone with anything of that magnitude. You’re looking better now. How do you feel?” he asked.

    “I’m good. I’m glad you were here for me. I guess I should tell the others what the Hell’s going on. They looked worried, besides, isn’t it about time you need to go to work?” I asked.

    “Fuck work. My friend is more important. I’m not leaving until I’m sure you are okay. I think Jesse is putting some Brats on the barbie for lunch. Are you hungry, Scott?”

    “Jesse must be reading my mind. All of a sudden, I’m starving,” I said.

    “Baby, I have a weird request. I know I’m going to stay here tonight and tomorrow night. I sleep so well in your bed. Could I come over some nights and sleep in your bed? Your scent is is there and I find it comforting,” James said.

    You have a key. Come over any time you want. Think of it as your cottage too. Maybe you want to ask Danny to stay the night with you. He is a horny boy and needs to cum several times a day. Get him to fuck you, James, if you want. It feels awesome. If he is going to, call me so I can go to bed with Jesse and have him fuck me at the same time and leave face time open on our iPhones so we can watch each other and hear all the moaning,” I said.

    Fuck Scott, I’m so horny now after you saying that. I want playtime before I go to work. Come on, let’s see how the brats are coming along. Maybe we can fuck after lunch. Oh, I meant to ask, are you coming up next weekend or will you be too busy packing?” he asked.

    “I don’t know at this point, but a couple of ideas went through my mind. If you are taking Thursday off, why don’t you come down and stay at the house. Perhaps you could bring Danny. I’ll send an order in for his computer and I will have it for Thursday. I want to show him the loft. I can give it to him then so he can take it back with him. I don’t know when he’s going back home, but he should think about going home in a week to get ready for school. That week is our moving week. Maybe you could come Wednesday night and go back Friday morning.

    We went up to the cottage where Jesse was taking the first 7 Brats off the grill. The boys had all the condiments out on the table with napkins, paper towels and soft drinks. We fixed our own and wandered out to the deck to eat.

    “Sorry about my totally losing it. We think it was, in its simplest terms, a delayed reaction to my parents’ death, a three month delay. I just never had time to grieve. But that’s enough about that. I have you guys around me for emotional security now. You are my family, so we don’t have to talk about it unless any of you want to on a one-on-one basis. James is my rock. I think I’ll be okay now,” I said.

    The Bratwurst sausages were wonderful. One wasn’t enough; two was the perfect number.

    “Danny, I’m going to Scott’s Wednesday after work and coming back Friday morning. Scott wants to know if you can come with me to see the loft and get your laptop, and well, fool around, too?” James inquired.

    “Sure, that would be fun. I’m bored as hell up here during the week, so I’d love to. James, have you ever had road head?” Danny asked.

    James laughed, and said he hadn’t, but wasn’t opposed to the idea, and hoped the drivers of the big rigs would enjoy the show. He then grabbed his phone, and called the marina to see if it was busy.

    “No, son, everything is under control. Can you get back by three?” his dad asked.

    ‘Sure, be back sooner than that. Later,” he said.

    Would you guys excuse us for a while?” I said.

    On that, James and I went into my old bedroom, closed the door and immediately peeled each other’s Speedo off. We laid down on the bed and hugged and kissed, grinding our hard cocks together. Thoughts of Danny giving James road head got me worked up so I gave him bed head, while he returned the favor. Every time was like a new experience. A deep kiss is all he had to give me to send me into low earth orbit. Words could never express how much we loved each other. This physical manifestation of our love was new but the love was there since we were kids. I knew somehow my feelings for James were totally different from all my other friends. I wanted to have James near me for the rest of my life, but I concentrated on making him happy now. That’s what he was doing to me! The future was for another day.



    I kissed him on his face, his neck, licked his nips until he moaned, and followed the happy trail to his long thick shaft, and did what any red blooded Canadian boy would do -- I swallowed it to the hilt. We were very sensitive when we were together; unfortunately, it took very little to make either of us cum. We exchanged sweet sperm flavoured kisses after and cuddled on the bed holding each other.

    “If you want my respect, Scott, I need you to compete against me for everything, not just skiing or swimming. I want you to be the best you can be, and I will be the best I can be. I don’t want you putting me on a pedestal just because we’ve been friends forever. I want you to love me as the guy that will work his ass off to better myself, to please you; I expect it to be a two-way street. Do you understand?” James asked.

    “Let’s start right now. Get your suit on. I challenge you to a race to the end of the slalom run backstroke and return freestyle. Are you man enough?” I said.

    We ran out of the cottage, down the stairs and dove off the dock and swam like our lives depended on it. I was really pumped and apparently James was, too. We were neck-in-neck all the way there. Half way back James was a half a body length ahead of me. I gave it all I had and gained on him, just passing him. With a final burst of speed he tied me when we got to the dock. We were gulping air; we hadn’t held back. It was flat out all the way. We hugged and kissed, looking into each other’s eyes.

    “Baby, you didn’t hold back, and neither did I. Did you like it?” James asked.

    “Sure did, and this is how it’s going to be babes,” I said. “Can you be here for dinner at 7?” I asked.

    “Think so, I’ll call if I’m gonna be late.”

    “Love you, babes. Take my boat because we aren’t going anywhere this afternoon. If you aren’t busy can you fill it up and put it on my account?” I asked as I kissed him.

    “Will do baby,” James said, as he jumped in my boat.

    I watched my two dreamboats become a dot on the horizon.

    “Jesse, I want to do a photo-shoot with you in a few minutes on a ‘nature boy’ theme. Some shots will be nude but the majority will be for your modeling portfolio. Why don’t you get some shirts, tees, bathing suits, shorts, underwear and jeans. I know you don’t have much with you. Vlad, could you help Jesse?” I asked.

    “Should he shave and comb his hair?” Vlad asked.

    “I want it to look nature boy natural but perhaps, Jesse, you could shave part way through the shoot and we can select the pictures that work best. I like your long dark curly hair the way it is. While you are doing that, David, I need your computer so I can download the pictures and videos of the skiing. I have another memory card to use in the camera while that is being downloaded from the card,” I said.

    I went up, changed memory cards, and plugged David’s laptop into the A/C adaptor and started the process. It was a class 10 16 gig card with a read speed of 30 MB/Sec so it would be done quickly. I wanted to do lots of shooting in the woods, some of which was in deep shade so I used my 50mm ƒ1.8 portrait lens. It’s a great lens for sharp focus and I could set it for a nice soft bokeh, or out of focus background, that wouldn’t detract from Jesse. In post processing, I had almost unlimited options to make the image ‘pop’ but that would be done at home on the Mac Pro computer. I also changed out the battery.

    “Jesse, do you want Vlad to come with us or would you prefer it’s just the two of us?” I asked.

    “Just us. No offense, Vlad.”

    We grabbed our towels and hiked into the woods. I put my arm around Jesse as we walked; shooting with a model is an intimate experience and I wanted him to be very comfortable and relaxed. We came to a big moss covered tree lying on the fern covered forest floor. I directed him to sit there any way he was comfortable, as I set my camera.

    “Jesse, I’m ready when you are. I’ll be taking several shots of pretty well the same pose, then we can change positions. I want you to move around any way you feel comfortable. If there is something I feel would be good, I’ll suggest it at the end. Remember, this is all digital, so extra shots cost nothing,” I said.

    I shot a few, some using a flash to fill in the dark shadows. Jesse was very creative, coming up with many great positions, while I handled the technical part of things. When he ran out of ideas I came up with a few; one lying face down with his muscular thigh hanging over the tree as he held his upper body up with his arm, staring at an imaginary object behind and to the right of me. Another pose had him sitting with his heals close to his ass and his arms around his shins as he looked at his feet. We changed this one so he was looking at the sky and had his back arched.

    “Babes, you’re doing great -- you’re making love to the camera. I want to get some nude shots on the tree,” I said.

    He stripped down while I reviewed the shots. We went through the same poses, adding another of him lying on the log but facing the other way so I could photograph his incredibly beautiful ass.

    We went further into the woods to a clearing with a ray of sun punching through the trees. As he was nude, we started with the nude shots. We got to one where he was crouched down with his fingers touching his inner thighs and looking at his manhood. I could see he was getting excited. This had the same effect on me. When he saw my boner, he went from a semi to a full hard-on. I kept shooting even when he grabbed himself.

    “Scott, what shall we do about this?” he asked, giving me a sly look.

    I went to him, pulling his hunky nude body to me. He ground his big thick cock into me, making it very difficult to think about speeds, ƒ stops, and ISO, so I replaced the lens cap and put the camera down. He removed my clothes. Jesse had a deep, all-over tan now and looked delicious. I like to eat delicious things, so I sucked his delicious thing into my mouth. I was immediately rewarded with a trickle of his sweet athletic pre-cum. I ran my hands all over him, ending up with one hand on his ass and the other holding his balls. I got very hot listening to him moaning. He pushed me back, grabbed the towels, placing them on the ground and pushed me down on my back. He then pointed himself in the other direction, impaling my throat with his thick cock and attempted to suck my balls into his mouth through my cock.

    “Scott, I love you so much. You can fuck me like I fucked you on Saturday morning. Just because I’m not talking to ya all the time doesn’t mean anything. Really, I’m kind of shy but I love you unconditionally,” he said.

    “Jesse, more than anything, I want to taste your love, this arvo,” I said.

    “That’s another example of why I love you so much. You go out of your way to learn Aussie slang to make me feel comfortable, so far from my little piece of paradise in the South Pacific. The first few days I was in Canada, I thought I’d made the biggest mistake of my life, until I met you,” he said.

    “I still can’t explain why I fell in love with you as soon as I saw you. I thought love at first sight was a fairy tale. Jesse, I’m wondering what it will be like when you go home for Winter break. I assume you will go home to see your friends and family; it’ll be summer time there and we get about a month off,” I said.

    We continued stroking each other and petting as we spoke.

    I’m not so sure I want to be away from you, Scott. I guess Vlad, Danny and James will return home for part or all of the break, but Robb will be staying,” Jesse said.

    Nobody has said anything to me so my assumptions are the same as yours, but I’ve been thinking if my investments do well, I would love to get an older condo in South Beach, Miami. The older ones are quite large compared to the new ones and we could do it up the way we want it. The real estate market is depressed there now, so prices are more affordable. Perhaps the weather is hotter in Key West but it’s a pain in the ass to get there. In any event they are both very gay and lots of fun. What do you think of that idea?” I asked.

    “If you did that, there is no way I would go back home for the holiday. That would be incredible. I guess I better find a part time job so I can get an airline ticket. If I was going to Oz, the rents would pay for it, but Florida, not a chance,” he said.

    “Maybe you will wake up some morning and find a ticket under your pillow, but we’ve got to finish what we started; my balls are turning blue,” I said.

    We resumed our delightful 69. Neither of us had lost our erections. It felt awesome as I played with his ass.

    “If you like my ass, mate, I want you to lick it.”

    I rolled him over and buried my face in his fabulous ass, spreading his cheeks as much as possible to bury my tongue inside him. Jesse was always fresh and clean. He was mouth-watering good. I sucked some fingers and pushed them in past his sphincter as I continued trying to get my tongue inside him. He was very hot inside; I was so turned on. Suddenly, he got up, straddled me and sat on my hard cock. It slowly disappeared inside him and felt sensational. His thick, uncut cock was nearly vertical with his foreskin drawn back. When he squeezed my cock with his ass, my cock jumped, making him moan loudly. He wasn’t usually a noisy bottom but today he was and it was such a turn-on.

    “Ungh, mmm ohh fuck, fuck me hard, hun, make me shoot.”

    My balls were boiling. As I held his hips, repeatedly pulling him down as far as possible on my cock, he increased the pace so I would blow inside him. Jesse knew how to make me have an incredible orgasm, and mine triggered his. I was saturated with his love juice and I loved it. He dismounted and stuffed his big cock in my mouth for me to clean off. I would never tire of his slightly salty cum. We both started laughing seeing the big pools of his cum on my chest and stomach. Naturally he fed it to me then kissed me. We were so relaxed we slumbered on the towels in the woods holding each other and drifted off to sleep.

    I awoke hearing the other boys calling our names and woke Jesse. We had slept for quite awhile. I shouted back to them telling them we would be back in a few minutes.

    “Let’s get up, sleeping beauty,” I said, as I kissed Jesse.

    “That was fun, mate. Sometimes I just need to be all alone with you. Hope you’re okay with it,” he said.

    “I feel the same way. It’s fun all sleeping together as a group, but this was special. There are times we don’t want to share with the others. Kiss me and we can go have a swim to get cleaned up. We need it,” I said.

    We walked back to the cottage holding hands as Jesse hummed a song to himself -- I think it was Waltzing Matilda. He only did things like this when he was very comfortable. We ditched our stuff on the dock and dove in, then bathed each other.

    “We didn’t know when you guys were coming back so I made us a meat loaf, two actually, and have them in the oven now, and the potatoes are boiling. Hope that’s okay,” Robb said.

    “I’m so hungry I could eat anything. Good on ya mate. What time is it anyway?” Jesse asked.

    “About 6:30, I guess. Who looks?” Robb added.

    “I guess James should be here fairly soon. Who’s for a drink?” I asked.

    Jesse took orders; everyone wanted something. David had a glow about him. I’m sure it would come out later, so I didn’t ask, I just smiled at him and he blushed. That was as good as a confession as I needed! Vlad put some mellowing out music by ‘Kwoon’ on the MP3 player and Danny served some trail mix. Between the music and the munchies, I got thinking a bong couldn’t be far behind, but we weren’t into weed. At least nobody mentioned it. Shortly after, James arrived quietly in the new boat. Robb dashed down the stairs to help him tie it up. Jesse stuffed a drink in his hand and I gave him a ‘welcome home from work’ kiss.


    Robb’s meat loaf was excellent. He even put a couple of strips of bacon on the top while it was baking giving it an irresistible flavour. He served it with steamed baby carrots and smashed potatoes. None of us were into unnecessary work like peeling potatoes so we generally gave them a good scrubbing, cut them up into chunks and boiled them with the skins on. All the nutrients were in the skin so why would anyone throw them away? A bit of milk and butter made them creamy. For dessert, we had Death by Chocolate ice cream. James helped me do the dishes.

    “Danny, can you come to the city Wednesday night with James and return to the lake Friday morning? If you can, I’ll take you to see the loft and pick up your new laptop,” I said.

    “Yeah, I’m easy. That’ll be great! I’m dying to see it,” he said.

    “You might even get to see the hunky carpenter who has a cock as big as yours,” I said.

    “Damn, I love the smell of sawdust in the morning.”

    “Danny, you’re a character,” I said.

    “James, are you still going to sleep here on Tuesday night?” I asked.

    “Sure, if it’s okay. Danny, do you want to sleep here with me Tuesday night? Scott suggested it,” James asked.

    “I’m up for that. What time should I pick you up?” Danny inquired.

    “6:30 works for me. We are going to C2C with our iPhones -- it should be hot. I love watching Scott fucking; I’ll never tire of it,” James said.

    “You guys are getting me all hot and bothered with all this sex talk,” Robb said.

    We were all sitting in the living room groping the guy next to us, hoping for some pressure relief. Someone suggested we draw lots to spin the bottle. Whoever it points to, sleeps with him separately. Vlad cut a couple of straws into pieces close to the same length, putting them in a tupperware container. He then passed the container around for everybody to reach in and retrieve one. We then carefully checked them. Robb won, so he got a beer bottle and spun it on the coffee table. James is who Robb won. That left Danny, Vlad, David, Jesse, and me to share the king size bed. It was agreed that whoever was the first one ready to cum, would blow it on Robb’s or James’ ass for lubricant. Robb and James would decide which one got lubed.

    I wanted to fuck David really hard because he loves big dick. I sort of wanted Jesse to screw me after the sweet time we had today. It didn’t really matter that much because when we got in bed we were turned on by whoever was beside us, touching our bodies. James and Robb headed off to my old bedroom while the rest of us randomly stripped someone’s clothes off and then shut off the lights.

    Vlad beat me to David and fucked him hard, pulling out before he came. He was the lube for James so he finished fucking until he started cumming then pulled out getting James hole nice and slippery for Robb to use. It was my turn to fuck David doggy style. He moan loudly as my beer can cock rammed his love canal. While I was doing him, Jesse saw my ass as an invitation, rimming it well, then giving me a good, slow, deep fuck. David begged for more, but rather than speed up and wreck Jesse’s cadence, I just pounded David’s ass deeper. Jesse was very thick, but for some reason he never hurt me when he fucked me. He was a master at massaging my prostate with his cock-head. Meanwhile, Vlad was sucking Danny. Jesse was getting noisy and sped up the assault (if I can use that word) on my ass which I, in turn, transmitted to David. The three of us came within seconds of each other. I had a full body orgasm. It’s a wonder I didn’t flip Jesse onto the floor with all the jumping and jerking my body did. It’s also a wonder I didn’t damage David.

    “Shit, that was hot, Scott. Now I want to fuck David, since you loosened him up and lubed him for me,” Danny said.

    Danny replaced me, banging David’s ass to the fullest extent possible. Vlad, I feel got the short straw, so I climbed over beside him and locked lips with him while I jerked him off with one hand and fingered his ass with the other. He stroked my cock while we did this. He came again over my hand so I jerked out another load for myself. His cum was thick but real slippery.

    Danny was making his ‘get ready for my load’ noises as David moaned. The ball slapping sound from Danny and David was so hot, I wish I had recorded it.

    “OHHHH FUCKKK IMMMM CUMMMMINGGG came from Danny and SHIT fuck me, fuck me FUCK ME AHHHH GODDDD was David’s oral presentation. I was a little ticked off that David didn’t get a bit more vocal when I pounded him, but it was all good, and to show there were no hard feelings, I lapped up his two loads off his chest and belly. His cum had a slightly smokey taste. Perhaps it was the bacon on the meat loaf. The others were making eww noises so we all decided to go down to the lake and wash off. As we were leaving we heard ‘marvy’ from the other room, so it came as no surprise when they joined us for a dip in the universal solvent. When we dried off and went upstairs, James grabbed me and Jesse and led us to my old bedroom. Jesse got on the right side, I was in the middle, and James, my rock was on the left. They both leaned in giving me kisses. We all kissed each other a very tender good night kiss and spooned. Life was good.

    To be continued …

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    Some somewhat intense, and important, character revelation and interpersonal dynamics dimensioning.

    (That was a mouthful - not unlike our boys' toys!)

    Not every chapter is going to be, or needs to be, a non-stop cumfest, for me, at least. I enjoy getting to know the characters. (And, while I would certainly like to get to know them in more ways than one . . .)

    You have just plugged what has been an unrealistic hole in Scott's psyche, to me.
    The almost total non-emotional response to his parents' untimely deaths, the matter-of-fact money handling, struck me as artificially contrived, but I didn't say anything because it was your story and it was a relatively minor point - me being a bit of a nit picker trying to not be so hyper-critical all the time.

    I can relate to this. Trauma-induced avoidance, all coming home to roost after the adrenaline rush of the here-to-fore unattainable event.

    The one-on-one time is important. Not just the intimacy of their relations in a physical sense, but the emotional/psychological bondings.

    I enjoyed this chapter. In more ways than one.
    I always enjoy the ardent joys of youth - oh to be young, again, and hung, and . . .

    Thanks for the time and effort you put into these chapters.


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    Wow, Sheep! I never could have kept UP with these guys even when I was their age! Butt, Oh!, Man!, I sure as Hell would have liked to try, really, Really, HARD!

    However, along the lines DQ posted, I'm also quite interested in what they have beneath the exteriors of their incredible young bodies. The deeper view of Scott's heart, and James' strong bond with him, was a very rewarding and enjoyable read. And, Scott's view of Jesse, and also his feelings for Robb, each special in their own ways, is tremendous in adding depth to your story.

    That does NOT mean you get to tone down the Sex, though!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Thanks for the comments guys. Scott's near melt-down in chapter 23 was inevitable. He isn't like anyone you have ever known. He is a product of his pin striped executive father and a mother that brought him up by remote control from the country club. He has, up to this point, never been in touch with his feelings. His new loft family will help him with that.
    He will reveal quite a bit about his upbringing in the next chapter.

    In the mean time, perhaps the team will get this treatment from Coach during frosh week if they don't lay off the drinking.

    [ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=77JZJwpLxYI&NR=1[/ame]

    Like that discipline would work on our team! LOL
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    Yeah, right!
    Well, it might result in several of the team members getting a "boost" from behind!


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    I caught up today with all chapters from 18. Nice going, I like your writing style ... nice & easy. Keep up the good work.

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    WOW! I'm gonna go jack off now! That was a really great chapter. I have the hots for James though!

    Homophobia kills!

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    Chapter twenty-four


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    Previously ....
    “OHHHH FUCKKK IMMMM CUMMMMINGGG came from Danny and SHIT fuck me, fuck me FUCK ME AHHHH GODDDD was David’s oral presentation. I was a little ticked off that David didn’t get a bit more vocal when I pounded him, but it was all good, and to show there were no hard feelings, I lapped up his two loads off his chest and belly. His cum had a slightly smoky taste. Perhaps it was the bacon on the meat loaf. The others were making eww noises so we all decided to go down to the lake and wash off. As we were leaving we heard ‘marvy’ from the other room, so it came as no surprise when they joined us for a dip in the universal solvent. When we dried off and went upstairs, James grabbed me and Jesse and led us to my old bedroom. Jesse got on the right side, I was in the middle, and James, my rock was on the left. They both leaned in giving me kisses. We all kissed each other a very tender good night kiss and spooned. Life was good.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    I didn’t sleep well in spite of being between two guys I loved dearly. I felt vulnerable for the first time in my life after my emotions finally got to me on Sunday. I wanted to really open up to the guys; to tell them about my life and how all the pieces fit together, and how they all fit in with my life. When I was going through their drawers recently, I found a letter from my shrink, Dr. Healy, that he sent to my mother. He suggested it would be a good way to break the ice. I told him I thought I was gay. He asked if I wanted his help to change that, but I told him I didn’t and believed that trying to change your sexual identity was an invitation to failure. He concurred, saying it isn’t something he would ever attempt.

    I normally saw him three or four times a year as he was monitoring my bipolar disorder. He was a cool guy, early to mid-forties and possibly gay although that didn’t matter at all. I was free to talk openly in his plain office -- no shrink couch there; just a desk with two chairs for visitors.

    Until now, I never worried what my roomies thought about me. I felt I treated them all with respect and expected the same in return. I didn’t ever feel that because it was my family’s money that was providing the communal crib for us that I was in any exalted high and mighty position above them. Perhaps they saw it differently. I guess it was time for a little talk with them. They could read the doctors letter to see the shit I endured.

    I had told Robb he wasn’t to worry about funds for school. I was sure our lawyer, Ted Crawford would be successful in extracting money from Robb’s dad. That would give him time to apply for a student loan for the following year. I spent a shit load of money getting them set up with new laptops so they wouldn't be stressed out worrying about theirs getting a virus or dying of old age. They were in college to learn how to think, play sports and mature into manhood. I helped James’ dad who was having a bad year at the marina by buying the demonstrator boat. I helped them all by letting them live rent free until September 1.

    The boys were getting a good deal on rent if you analyzed the cost of the real estate and the loss of opportunity on the money I sunk into the loft but more importantly it was to be a fun and congenial atmosphere, and perhaps elevating their social standing within the team with its ‘cool’ factor. It was a good deal for me, too as I would be paying all the costs myself if it weren't for the boys. Mainly, they would be my family. Although the dam burst the other day, I was trying to escape my loneliness by moving downtown. I really didn’t have any friends near the family home so there were no ties.

    The acquisition of roommates wasn't something I planned. Robb, the first, wanted to move in and I was reluctant until finding out about Robb's brother, the rapist. I have a well concealed human side that couldn't allow that to continue. Next was my best friend forever, James, telling me he will be going to the same school and wants to join the swim team. It was too good to pass up. As for Jesse, it was a case of love at first sight. I didn't even know what was happening because it never happened to me before. He swept me off my feet. Vlad happened to be at the right place at the right time and seemed like a good kid. Perhaps I felt he was part of the “Jesse” package. Besides he was really cute and had a cute bum. Okay, so I’m shallow. In any event, I enjoyed his company.

    Danny was a heart throb from a couple of summers ago, although we had known each other for many years. He helped me while I was recovering from an illness, and we became very close. He even gave me wet dreams thinking of him. What is more important, Danny had a great sense of humour, and cracked me up all the time not just with jokes, but the funny things that he did. When I found out Danny wasn't going to be able to follow his dream, I had to step in and offer help. I guess I’m really a pushover in spite of my take charge attitude. Maybe they don’t have to know that. I need to loosen up. I keep working at it, but there’s still a long way to go. Give me a semester with hot and cold running boys, living in a commune that I myself created. It's like I now want to substitute chaos for the imposed organized life I’ve known.


    It was getting light out so I carefully got out of bed without waking James or Jesse. They just snuggled up together in their sleep. It was strange the peaceful feeling it gave me watching them do that. Normal behaviour would be one of jealousy. Thankfully we weren’t normal. I put on my sweats and made coffee. I had some video and photo editing to do. I was doing this on David’s i3 MacBookPro which wasn’t a really powerful one but I would at least get the skiing photos in some organized state. I did want to see how the videos turned out but only after making sure everything uploaded to the computer. I changed the card from the camera with Jesse’s photo-shoot, uploading them to the laptop as well and placed the other card back in the camera. I swapped batteries for the charged one, placing the used one on charge to be ready for anything.

    I poured myself a coffee and glanced through the photos. They all looked good. Perhaps I would order 20” X 30” glossy photographic prints of each of us skiing and mount them at each of our desks. The movies blew me away. This is the first HD 1080p movie I’ve seen of myself slalom skiing. I stifled a laugh watching myself doing the beach landing that James laughed about all the time. David did a great job with the camera. All the boys runs looked beautiful albeit on a 13” screen. I would edit them together and marry them to a hot music track and with my Apple TV box, play them on the silver screen at parties.

    By now, Jesse’s shoot was finished with the initial processing so I looked through them carefully, being delighted how well they looked. The boy had a natural talent for modeling. With a little luck we could go out for some more shots today. Yesterday we got sidetracked! I felt a stirring in my loins.

    I checked my email, sent in an order for Danny’s laptop and asked for a shipping date on my 17” laptop and the NAS storage device for backups.

    As I was getting up to refill my coffee, Jesse walked towards me, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

    “I woke up and there you were -- gone,” he said.

    I put my arms around his nude body, kissing his full, soft lips.

    “Good morning Jesse, sorry I left you all alone with James. I had too much on my mind and couldn’t sleep anymore so I snuck out leaving you guys all snuggled up. I figured it would be okay,” I said.

    “I feel more secure with you beside me Scott,” he said.

    “Let’s get a coffee, babes, and I’ll show you something amazing. Your pictures turned out great and the movies are fantastic, but we’ll get to them in a minute,” I said.

    I poured us each a coffee and put my arm around his waist, directing him to the porch. I went to the bedroom and retrieved the letter from the doctor. We leaned against each other on the cot, holding on to each other.

    “Jesse, you are a remarkable guy. We haven’t known each other very long. You are the first person I’ve ever fallen in love with. I still remember the day we met. I was so astonished, I dropped everything on the floor in the shower room,” I chuckled.

    “Nobody has reacted that strongly to me before but strangely, by the end of the evening, you were special to me, and I hoped it wasn’t gonna be a one night stand,” he said.

    “Jesse this is so far from a one night hookup that I want you to know more about me, why I do things the way I do and all. I had a weird upbringing. Mom was remote and dad was a workaholic and tried to turn me into a better version of himself. I found a letter my shrink sent to mom when I was clearing out their things. I’d like you to read it so you can understand me better,” I said.

    “Scott, if you are comfortable sharing that kind of information with me, I would like to read it,” he said.

    I handed him the letter.

    Dear Mrs. Williams
    Re. Sessions with Scott

    Scott has agreed to allow me to send you this letter based on my session notes.

    Scott is a very serious boy. Anything he knows about money is a result of having it drilled into him by his dad, day in and day out. He feels he was 10 years old when he popped out of you. He feels he never had a normal carefree childhood. When he was a kid he carried a notebook and pen with him and wrote down every penny he spent, earned, or was given as an allowance. Also, whose lawn he mowed or walk he shoveled and whether he was paid. His dad looked at the book every week to make sure he wasn't wasting his money, before he received the next weekly allotment of cash. Every Saturday morning during high school he sat with his dad discussing stock trades, types of stock analysis like macd and standard deviation, return on investment, reading shareholder reports and other things that would have sent any other kid screaming out of the library. Scott loved the summer break at the family cottage because he got a break from all the adult money stuff too and got to hang out with his friend James.

    If he won a million dollars on a lottery, he would invest it wisely, although his cost/benefit analysis would prove lottery tickets to be a bad investment. Besides, his dad taught him to only gamble as much as he could afford to lose. He therefore doesn’t gamble. Scott said he was to watch the stock market and with an imaginary $25,000, would "purchase" stocks and keep a weekly tally on his buys and sells and what the "portfolio" was worth every week. If a stock paid dividends, the dividend "cheque" was added to his available cash. For Christmas his dad matched his "profit" dollar for dollar with imaginary dollars. However he wasn't totally cruel. When Scott graduated high school, Scott "cashed in" his "investments" and dad did a final tally of his "profit" and wrote Scott a cheque to do with it whatever he pleased, although, quite rightly, it was strongly suggested the money was to be invested. He told me it was. This pleased his dad because Scott could grow the money and pay tax on it at his marginal tax rate of 0% rather than his dad paying at a hefty rate.

    He also learned the stock market through osmosis; his dad had stock quotations blasting from the radio in the car, and at the dinner table. Also, the TV had the stock ticker tape running across the bottom of the screen. His dad quizzed him, giving him the names of various companies, asking Scott for the stock ticker symbol or vice versa. There was no escape until he vetoed his dad when it came time to decide on university. Scott decided on Journalism rather than an MBA program.

    Scott maintained that he was conceived by remote control. He said you and his father never showed outward affection for one another or toward him. He never felt loved. He didn’t assign blame but said you and his dad came by it honestly. Apparently, you always told him his dad’s mother got pregnant with a turkey baster.

    When I asked him what you were like as a mother he said you did the required motherly things like putting a Band-Aid on a scuffed knee, and took him to buy his clothes. Designer labels were not permitted. Shoes were in style 10 years earlier. He hated the Y front underwear. He disliked wearing a suit when your company visited. Your social circle was primarily his dad’s business associates and their spouses.

    He realized for years that his social life really ‘sucked’ as he put it. He had few friends as he was in the library learning stuff a guy 10 years older should be learning. Scott said he was taught at an early age to never discuss his financial position with anyone because it just wasn't done!

    In spite of his unique upbringing, he is doing well. Presently I am monitoring his bipolar disorder. I don’t want to medicate at this stage as he manages without, also he is a little young for the meds.

    I trust this information will be useful to you.

    Yours truly,


    W. Healy
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    As he read it, I put one arm around his shoulders and held onto his massive thigh with the other, taking breaks to have another slug of coffee, all the time watching his face looking for any reaction. When he finished, he turned it over and reread it. When He was finished, he gave me back the letter and pulled me to his chest, hugging me, and didn’t release me. I looked at his face; his eyes were damp.

    “Scott, how did you stand it? You seem pretty much normal to me other than your crying yesterday and the fact you instinctively seem to know everything even though you are only a year older than I am. I guess you really do trust me a lot to let me see that letter, but what is bipolar?” He questioned.

    “First off, mate, it’s nothing you need to worry about. I won’t turn into a vampire and try to suck your blood. There’s other stuff you have I’d rather suck. Think of it this way; a normal person has fairly stable days. Occasionally, you might feel like you would rather stay in bed but by the next day, you are fine again and raring to play footy. Then a long weekend might come up with many parties, going to the beach and other stuff you love. You feel great on those days. With me, I start sliding down the slippery slope, finding it harder by the day to get out of bed. Everything seems insurmountable. I have difficulty concentrating and have to force myself to get up, go for a walk, listen to music, etc. Eventually there is a light at the end of the tunnel. It starts off with baby steps like shining my shoes one day, then I might clean the mirror in my bathroom. Little shit like that. Gradually I’m back in the swing of things. I can stay better for months and then I might have my head overloaded, where I’m trying to do everything at the same time. This is the manic phase, not to be confused with maniac. Bipolar disorder used to be called manic-depressive but the word ‘manic’ was often misunderstood so they came up with a different name for the disorder. In the manic phase, I generally have a headache most days and often it can last for days. For me the manic phase is shorter than the depression phase, which often follows abruptly. Since Dr. Healy sent that letter, he has put me on an anti-manic medication which is a mood stabilizer and, touch wood, I’ve been feeling great ever since. The trick is to make sure to take the medication all the time, no matter how you feel,” I explained.

    “Mate, I’ll help you in any way I can. After our time together yesterday afternoon, I feel really close to you. Scott, all I can say is I love you very much. As far as my family life goes, we all got along great. Me and my siblings were all born in the USA but moved to Oz when I was a baby. Dad has a business with a partner who I think is sketchy, but they make tonnes of money. I’m crazy about my brother who is your age. He’s always looked out for me and things only got better when I came out to him. He is my best friend. I love all my family but I would be happier being here with you, I think. Ask me after one of your winters,” he chuckled.

    “Interesting you tell me you were born in the USA. That gives you dual citizenship. I was wondering if there would be a problem if we went to Florida. I guess the answer is no,” I said.

    I squeezed his leg and smiled, and got the laptop to show Jesse the movies and photos from yesterday.

    “Your camera loves me! Even I find my pictures exciting. I love posing for you; it’s a turn-on,” he said.

    I glanced down, confirming what he meant by ‘turn-on.' It had the same effect on me.

    “I feel like making us breakfast. I wonder if the others are ready to get up,” Jesse said.

    “Geez, I should wake James as he has to work today. Why don’t you check on the others, Jesse?” I asked.

    James was on his back with his legs spread, stoking himself randomly and rubbing his nuts.

    “It’s 8:30 babes. Don’t you have to go to work?” I asked.

    “It doesn’t get busy until around ten so come here and give me a morning kiss for my morning wood. I sort of woke earlier with my cock pressed against a very hot ass. It belonged to Jesse. I was lying there enjoying the sensation, half asleep and the next thing I knew is I was alone and horny,” he said, looking at me with pleading eyes.

    I laid beside him; we kissed and my fist encircled his eight and three-quarter inch cock. He gasped. I continued sliding his foreskin over his head until he put his hand on mine to stop me. His eyes were begging me so I slipped his big cock into my mouth and sucked. When I felt his abs turning into knots I stopped for a minute and massaged his balls. Now that he was off the edge I gave him a good one, sucking and tonguing the head while I jacked the shaft and played with his balls.

    “FUCKKKK. Suck me baby. Suck it!”

    I gave him everything and he squirted his mellow tasting cum all over my tongue as I gulped this thicker than normal load down my throat. When the spasms subsided, I captured what I could in my mouth, let his cock slip out, and kissed him. I loved the feel of his tongue darting in and out of my mouth, claiming what was his. We both giggled. I told him to get up because Jesse was making breakfast.

    “Let’s go for a wake-up dip,” Robb said to anyone who was listening although he had his arm around David.

    “I can’t, I’m dressed,” I said.

    Jesse, Robb, James and David each grabbed a limb, carrying me to the lake as I screamed for Vlad’s help.

    “On the count of three. One,...two,...three....”
    They swung me back and forth, releasing me, fully dressed into the lake, and dove in after me. When I resurfaced, we were all in the lake splashing and carrying on like children. Maybe I was getting the childhood I never had. I had some strange fetish about boys in wet clothes so when I got out, I was tenting severely. Jesse, who was hard, stripped me out of the wet stuff.

    “Do you want maple syrup on your French toast or the chef’s special ingredient?” Jesse giggled.

    “Babes, if you whack off on my breakkie, I’ll eat it, but it has to be fresh and I want the maple syrup too,” I said, looking at him deviously.

    We dried ourselves and came to the table where Jesse had orange juice and coffee waiting for us. Jesse had an apron on to protect himself from spatters while leaving his gorgeous ass exposed. He piled the French toast on a large plate as he made it, keeping it in the oven’s warm interior. Finally he brought the plate out so we helped ourselves, fixing it the way we wanted it.

    “Oh Jesse,” I called.

    He came to my side, leaned over for a kiss and I yanked off his apron, wrapping my hand around his fat pecker. Jesse replaced my hand with his own.

    “He’s really going to do it! Fuck, that’s hot,” Vlad said.

    Jesse whipped up a large load that gushed all over my French toast. I cut myself a good chunk that was totally covered with Jesse’s spunk and raised it to my mouth letting the fork slide out of my mouth. I rolled it around in my mouth, exaggerating the nom nom nom sounds, chewed it and swallowed as the others stared.

    “Damn,” I said.

    “What?” questioned Jesse.

    “Next time I won’t have the maple syrup. It masked the fine flavour,” I answered.

    Jesse was almost rolling on the floor laughing so I stood up and kissed him.

    “Want some, babes?” I asked.

    “I tell you what. The next time, you can blow your wad on mine and I’ll eat it,” Jesse offered.

    “Can I have a taste?” Robb said.

    I cut a piece and passed my fork to him.

    “Hey, that’s really good. I think we should all team up for the first Sunday breakfast at the loft. We can save up for it, pair off and edge waiting for waffles or French toast to be served. Then everybody gets to give and receive,” Robb said.

    We ate in relative silence. With every mouthful, I looked at Jesse and smiled, or ran my tongue over my lips or tongue. He turned a little pink. He understood I was really into him. My love for him was growing day by day.

    “Oh crap, I gotta go to work. See you around seven, boys,” James said as he hurriedly dressed and dashed down the stairs.

    Robb ran down and untied the boat for him, giving him a little kiss before he roared down the lake.

    To be continued ...

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    Sheep,
    I enjoyed this chapter a lot.
    There's a lot of character reveal, fleshing out, dimensionally (there's ALWAYS plenty of FLESH, lol - and bodily fluids.)

    The ability and desire to share the more intimate frailties of oneself is a huge step.
    Scott's dichotomous personality - mixing pure business with an intense desire to serve, comfort, LOVE . . .

    The "creme fresche" on the French Toast reminds me of a certain young manservant elsewhere within the bowels of JUBland , after the earlier delight before the dunk in the lake keeps the juices flowing, nicely.

    Thanks for the efforts it takes to build your story.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Sheep, !
    'Tis Good! No! 'Tis Great!!

    As much as I'm enthralled, enthused, infatuated, with "The Team's" adventures with their "Little Heads", I'm also very interested in what's going on with their "Big Heads"! Or, in their case, since their "Little Heads" are not exactly small ... well ... uh ...

    KNOWing guys physically is one thing. KNOWING guys emotionally, with no holds barred, being NAKED in ALL aspects of a relationship, whatever that may be, is SO much more intense/full filling than Anything I can imagine!

    "The Team" is getting SO Close, that reading about them has gotten me more involved with every chapter!

    THANK YOU!!
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    I forgot to mention it, but hearing of others having their intellectual property stolen prompted me to protect my copyright, some time ago.



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    Homophobia kills!

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    Hummmmm... do we have the start of a porno here ( hope, hope, hope? RBRCNDR

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    Thank you for reading. I love to hear your comments


    Swim Team

    Chapter twenty-five


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    Previously ....
    We ate in relative silence. With every mouthful, I looked at Jesse and smiled, and ran my tongue over my lips or teeth. He turned a little pink. He understood I was really into him. My love for him was growing day by day.

    “Oh crap, I gotta go to work. See you around seven, boys,” James said as he hurriedly dressed and dashed down the stairs.

    Robb ran down and untied the boat for him, giving him a little kiss before he roared down the lake.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~

    After breakfast and the cleanup, I showed the others the water skiing movies. I emailed the best one of David to him. We decided to swim and waterski today but my first priority was finishing the photo-shoot with Jesse that had been cut short so delightfully, yesterday.

    After opening the windows to air out the stale sex smell, Jesse grabbed his stuff while I got my camera and the towels. The others wanted to check email then go sunbathe on the dock. I took Jesse to a large rock that sloped into the water a few hundred feet from the cottage. Jesse was even more at ease posing for me today. He surprised me with his professionalism. I provided almost no direction to him, preferring to just put myself in the best position to capture his beautiful images. We shot for 15 or 20 minutes without a break. Feeling it was time for a break and a location change, I turned off the camera called him, running my tongue over my lips and teeth and followed up by spreading our towels on the flat rock.

    “You make me hard when you do that, Scott. What are we going to do?” he asked.

    I put my camera down and kissed his soft, full lips as I unbuckled his belt and began undressing him. I hastily slipped my hand into his bikini briefs finding him as aroused as I was.

    “That was so hot shooting on your breakfast and watching you eat it. I almost had a second orgasm watching you. I wanted to pull you away from the table and fuck you on the floor, right there. I haven’t gone totally soft since then, so I hope you are ready for a good one, right here, where anyone passing by in a boat can see us. I even brought the lube,” he said.

    Jesse, I always figured you were an exhibitionist. The idea is obviously appealing to me. I like the element of danger,” I said as I put his hand on the half of my erection that popped out the top of my Speedo.

    We dropped to the towels, swallowing each other’s manhood. Even though we had been in the water just before breakfast, I loved his taste. I thought of it as pre-cum that was left in the oven until it reached perfection. He got his face to my ass and gave me the shivers as his strong tongue passed over and then penetrated me. I was his bitch now. He lubed my hole liberally with two fingers searching and finding every spot that wanted him inside me. He then handed me the lube; I carefully covered his penis including between his foreskin and head as he lay there moaning. I stroked his big cock continuously with both hands. As one reached the base the other started on his head. He stopped me because I was getting him too close to the edge. I got on my back with my legs spread, in the air. He fit himself perfectly, letting me have the full length of his manhood in a matter of a few seconds. There was no pain with Jesse anymore. It was just pure pleasure. I closed my eyes and saw stars with every one of his thrusts. He covered my mouth with his. Our tongues did their traditional dance. Jesse’s belly rubbed the underside of my cock with every stroke. I had my fists balled up holding a bunch of towel trying not to cum. I wanted this to last forever. I liked the feeling of Jesse fucking me but today was over the top. We kissed and stared in each others eyes. I was so turned on, I wanted to jack myself off to relieve the pressure but didn’t. I pulled him even closer to me as if trying for 100% body contact. The sensation was like electricity flowing through my body. I knew electricity could kill. I also knew I would be happy if I died like this. We kissed and stared. I could see more of Jesse than I’d ever seen; I could see into his heart.

    “Scott, I hope you are ready for this,” he said to me, breathlessly, as he pumped deep inside me.

    “I’m ready for anything with you, Jesse.

    “I’m trying to tell you I love you and I’m in love with you, Scott. I want to be yours forever, my love -- ahhgghh.

    I felt a strong jet and then a flood of warm seed filling me as I pulled him as close as I could with my legs. The aftershocks continued inside me and I let loose with my biggest load of the weekend while we stared inside each other’s souls. I started crying. Jesse started crying.

    “You’re crying because you’re so happy, Scott,” Jesse said.

    “Which is the reason you are too, Jesse,” I added.

    “I don’t even need to ask. I know we’ve taken this to a whole new level. I love the other guys but you are my lover now, aren’t you?” he asked rhetorically.

    “Lover, we’re on the same page. Something happened between us this morning -- something magic,” I said.

    We kissed again and then both got the giggles. Applause filled the air. Still coupled together, we glanced around to see four sets of eyes watching our every move intently.

    “We all knew it was going to happen. Scott, you old tight ass. It took you until today to realize you guys were meant to be together. Jesse isn’t the same when he isn’t sleeping with you. If he had to club you over the head and drag you into the jungle to prove his love to you, I’m glad he did. It was painfully obvious to all of us. Sorry for snooping but we heard weird noises when we were on the dock so we came to investigate,” Robb said.

    “I’m surprised you didn’t hear us stomping through the woods,” Vlad said.

    “I’m more surprised that you guys kept going when that tin boat with the two fishermen trolled by, one hundred feet away,” Danny added.

    “A bomb could have gone off and we wouldn’t have noticed. It was one of those defining moments in your life that’s permanently etched in your mind. Oh well, Scott said he wanted to get caught so I guess he got his wish. How long were you watching?” Jesse asked.

    “About twenty minutes but you were at it awhile before we decided to check it out,” Vlad added.

    Jesse was still semi hard and still inside me but my ass had stopped the spasms.

    “I want you guys to witness this. Mr. Williams, I love you,” Jesse said.
    “Jesse, I honour your love and will love you forever,” I replied, as we kissed each other, lovingly, staring into each others eyes again.

    “Congratulations guys, we are really happy for you. If you want it to work, it will,” David said.

    “Why don’t we meet you back at the cottage. We need to uncouple and clean up, eventually. There is a letter on the sofa in the screen room. I want you guys to read it. David, you can read it too if you want. I want my loft-mates to know more about me,” I said.

    They went back to the cottage. Jesse and I still had that glow on.

    “I don’t want you to unplug yourself from me. This must be magic that you can keep it in there so long and magic that we both don’t want the togetherness to end, even though we came,” I said.

    “What was it like when Vlad pissed on you while he was sleepwalking, mate?” Jesse asked.

    “Really, it was a non event. I was enjoying the shower until I realized I hadn’t turned it on, and it was Vlad giving me the shower! I didn’t want to wake him up and freak him out so I just held on to him close and he peed all over the both of us. Afterwards I hosed us down with the hand shower. It was kind of erotic though. I can’t explain it, but I wasn’t disgusted. Why do you ask?”

    “I have to piss like a racehorse after sex and I’m ready to burst,”
    Jesse said.

    I thought it was funny because I was dying to go to but didn’t want to break the magic and I started laughing. That was more than my full bladder could stand and I squirted on Jesse.

    “Oops, sorry.”

    “You want to know how upset I am about that?” Jesse asked.

    I’m sure I had a hurt look on my face. He pulled his cock out of my ass, and laid on top of me, cock to cock, holding on to me tightly and kissed me and, after a few seconds, let it go all over both of us. I relaxed and added to it. We both started laughing as our bladders emptied. There was no point after the first squirt in attempting to minimize the collateral damage. After we finished I asked him if he was okay with it.

    “Mate, it was fun. Brings new meaning to the term togetherness. Just don’t pee on my French toast,” he said.

    I stole one more kiss from my baby and then we grabbed the saturated towels and walked into the lake. We gave them a reasonable washing and then washed each other. Running our hands over each others beautiful bodies was almost a new experience. It was more tingly.

    I was so in love with this amazing hunk. I guess I always was, right from the minute I saw him. Today it just felt way more extreme. I was sure there would be lots of little problems over time, but I was committed to making it work. I’ll be walking a fine line maintaining the love with the others and this wonderful special love for Jesse. We’ll tackle the problems as they arise. We got out and sat on the warm rock, drying in the sun. We both had goofy grins on our faces.

    I was the first to get up and pulled Jesse to his feet as I was anxious to review todays photos. The others were lying on the dock. Robb immediately got up and threw his arms around me.

    “The letter…. Scott, it must have been horrible for you,” Robb said.

    All eyes were on me.

    “The letter was about the past. The important thing now is the present and the future -- our future. Today, I’m definitely ‘the glass is half full’ kind of person thanks to all of you. My glass is overflowing now thanks to Jesse. I am determined to balance our polyamorous love with a very special love with a capital ‘L’,” I said as I pulled Jesse into a hug.


    We went water skiing and aside from all of us having fun, both Jesse and I did the run at 36 MPH, making all the balls. When we came back, we went for a long swim. The team was going to miss David. Vlad was a bit short on endurance so we needed to work him hard. This was college swim team, not high school, although Danny did quite well. Apparently he swam every day this Summer. He was better than me, in spite of the heavy rudder he was burdened with. Yeah, right.

    Jesse decided we would have monster burgers for dinner. We had more ground beef than we really needed but didn’t want to freeze it or take it home. Besides we had only a half dozen Brats for lunch so we would be ready for a humongous dinner. After lunch we felt like sunning ourselves. The mini vacation had slowed all of us down to the point we all fell asleep and didn’t hear James arrive. We woke up to Vlad’s scream of surprise as James spread some suntan lotion on his back. It was just the shock of the cool lotion hitting his warm skin. He basted all of us and whipped his board shorts off letting Robb spread the lotion all over him.


    “Scott, Jesse, I was only kidding about a boat going by, and to set the record straight, you minks were only at it for 15 minutes tops,” Danny confessed.

    “What’s all that about, Danny?” James asked.

    “Jesse, do you want to tell him or should I?” Danny questioned.

    “Scott and I felt something different happening to us this morning. We are in love with each other on a new level so we made love on that rock by the lake. We were so much into each other, a boat could have trolled by and we wouldn’t notice,” Jesse said.

    “James, I wanted to talk to you about it. Does now work for you?” I asked.

    “Sure, let’s go in the cottage.”

    I showed him the letter from my shrink and picked up the laptop to check my mail.

    “I showed it to all of the guys and told them it was a bit out of date obviously and that I was taking a mood stabilizer now and feeling great. I told them it was history now and we had the future to look forward to,” I said.

    I received an email from Ted Crawford asking me to have Robb check his mail or get in touch with his office, so I hollered down to him to check it. James wanted to be sure I knew what I was doing with my feelings for Jesse. He wasn’t being jealous; it was from his heart. He didn’t want me to be hurt, especially knowing my background now.

    “We only saw each other in the Summer, James, and I was always happy because I had a normal life at the cottage and I had you as a friend. I used to cry when Labour day came around knowing I’d be trapped in the library for the next 9½ months learning what dad wanted me to know,” I said.



    “Marvy! Ted has an envelope for me: a certified cheque to cover tuition, books, food, transportation and apartment rental from the beginning of August to Dec 31, and a post-dated one for January to end of July. He didn’t give the amount but said I would be happy with the settlement. He also mentioned my brother’s situation has been taken care of. I am so happy! Lets have a drink -- I’m buying!” Robb said.

    James and I gave him a hug and kiss. It was a relief that my suggestion paid off. Robb was a happy guy but right now he was over the moon. Jesse came up after hearing the term “I’m buying” and made drinks for everyone. I showed James the water skiing videos.

    “We’re hot. Jesse shouldn’t have fallen…”

    “We went out today and he did a perfect 36. We rule this lake, man,” I interrupted.

    Everyone made a big fuss over Robb’s good fortune and drank to celebrate it. James wasn’t his usual self so I hauled him out to the deck.

    “Babes, I told you I am in love with Jesse but my love for you and all the other boys is as strong as ever. We have no intention of excluding love or sex with the others. Neither of us want that. We realize it’ll be tricky at times. I don’t know why I fell in love with Jesse, but I knew it from the beginning. In terms of how it will work, I want Jesse beside me in bed, but if you want to fuck him, I’m sure he would like that, and it’ll make me horny as hell too, watching you,” I said.

    James gave me a big smile, hug and a kiss with lots of tongue. Its effect was the same as ever. The nice thing about being up here nude all the time is you knew exactly where you stood. We loved each other. James was happy to have my hand around his cock.


    This was the last night of our vacation and the next two weeks would be hard, and nerve wracking, getting the house packed and moved while the loft was readied for us. We might not get back to the cottage until Labour day and I still wanted to have Josh and Jeff up for a weekend so Josh could do something with the heaters. I was worried about Jeff not having a job to go to when he finished the work at Penthouse 1, but didn’t want to over-extend myself with a make work project, even though the cottage needed an update. The logical thing for us to do tonight was party.



    Jesse could have served us Big Macs and we wouldn’t have noticed, except the ones he made were big, thick and juicy, just like Jesse himself. I had a fire happening in the fireplace making it plenty warm for all of us to remain nude. There is an old saying: In wine there is truth. The more inebriated we became, the more personal information came out. Of course very little would be remembered in the morning. One bit of truth I recalled came from Jesse, indicating it was more than Aussie wanderlust that brought him to Canada. He decided with his brother, the financial implications of him coming out back home were considerable. Besides, he didn’t want to hurt his parents in any way. It was more of a business decision for him. Nothing was ever said but his brother, whom he adored felt it was a good move, as well.

    The other thing I never knew is that Robb was adopted. Shortly after the adoption was finalized his mother got pregnant after they tried for nearly 10 years. As soon as his brother was born, Robb became persona non grata in that household. The sun shone out of his brother’s copious ass. They were totally binary; Robb was bad and his brother was good. This was based solely on his brother being the biological son of his mother and father. They even referred to his brother as the ‘older’ brother. Robb was an outstanding athlete, student and member of a church choir. He helped his mom around the house and helped his dad cut the grass and shovel snow. His brother was a slug.

    It was probably because of finding this out about Robb, that he joined Jesse and me in the little bed. He insisted I screw him. I don’t know why -- I hoped he didn’t feel he owed me one for getting the wheels in motion for school funding. He probably just wanted my big dick in his ass. Whatever it was, it worked for me. Jesse was fine with getting Bambi’s cock in his ass too. Robb was a real shooter. It wouldn’t have mattered who did whatever. We had plenty of foreplay including a 3 way 70. Thats a 69 with 1 added. I loved sucking face with Jesse. I almost lost it when Robb pushed his cock inside Jesse. It was like I could almost feel how good it felt. I had to wait a minute for that feeling to dull before I started fucking Robb’s boypussy or I would have premature-ejaculated. I’ve never done that, but with these new feelings for Jesse, everything was more intense. The drinking probably helped keep us going at it far longer than normal which was fine by me. It was nice to be in Robb; without him, none of this could happen.

    Robb came first but managed to keep fucking my Jesse as I fucked him. Jesse and I managed to finish at the same time, perhaps due to my athleticism. There wasn’t a sound from the other room. Jesse wanted to go lose the load but I told him to spoon with me. If it leaked out, so what? The sheets needed washing anyway. He didn’t sound convinced so I put my arms around him and rolled him on top of me with his ass over my loins. I kissed him and told him I wasn’t letting go of him.

    “I’ll be stuck on you,” Jesse said.

    “Forever, I hope,” I whispered, as I nibbled his ear lobe.

    We drifted off to sleep like that.



    to be continued ...

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    Sheep,
    What's the address of the cottage?
    The main house?
    The loft?

    Damn, it's Labor/Labour Day weekend, and I missed my chance to be 21 again, and covered in cum.
    Well, at least the chance to be 21 again. . .

    Seriously, it was a great chapter. Plenty of action to keep us hard, and more interpersonal dynamics development to keep adding dimension to the cast of characters.

    I thoroughly enjoyed reading it, visiting with the guys.

    I'd even volunteer to spell Jesse in the kitchen, on occasion . . .


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Very nice I always like swimmers.

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    Another great chapter in a rip roaring tail tale!

    Things are getting deeper, in quite a few ways! THANK YOU, Sheep!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Great chapter! Enjoy reading this story. I have a bad feeling about Scott and Jesse's announced love. I hope it all works out though.

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    Swim Team

    Chapter twenty-six


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    Previously ....
    Robb came first but managed to keep fucking my Jesse as I fucked him. Jesse and I managed to finish at the same time, perhaps due to my athleticism. There wasn’t a sound from the other room. Jesse wanted to go lose the load but I told him to spoon with me. If it leaked out, so what? The sheets needed washing anyway. He didn’t sound convinced so I put my arms around him and rolled him on top of me with his ass over my loins. I kissed him and told him I wasn’t letting go of him.

    “I’ll be stuck on you,” Jesse said.

    “Forever, I hope,” I whispered, as I nibbled his ear lobe.

    We drifted off to sleep like that.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    I woke with the sun, getting up for a shower. It was to be a busy day and the end of our vacation. It seemed strange showering alone but I had a mental checklist of things to do. I got dressed in shorts, a t-shirt and flip-flops, my usual summer uniform. After making coffee, I checked my email. Nobody loved me, so I went on the web to a good undergear supplier. I had to replace the undies I ripped off Danny so I got a mix of briefs, boxers and boxer briefs all in small. If they only knew how that size designation was inappropriate for Danny. Naturally they were thinking of waist size; I was not. I had rush shipping added as I wanted the order delivered to the house. While I was looking around I found the toy that Jeff wanted so I ordered it. It was to be a gift.

    The coffee was ready so I poured myself a mug. Soft sleeping noises came from the bedrooms. There was no rush but I needed to watch the clock for James. An email arrived from my Mac dealer. The information they gave me on my super duper 17” with the solid state “hard drive” wasn’t encouraging. It was marked “not currently shipping”. Furthermore, they had no stock on the 15” like all the boys had so they cancelled the order and noted, “try to source elsewhere”. That wasn’t the way I wanted to start my day. I wasn’t concerned with mine; I could use my iPad. I was sure I could find a 15” somewhere in the city. James appeared at the bedroom doorway. He waved, heading for the bathroom. Yup, pee hard-on, it was, I thought to myself. Soon after, I heard the shower running. I got out coffee mugs and juice glasses. I had a few minutes to kill so I went to wake Jesse.

    “Good morning, love. Did you sleep alright?” I asked.

    “Always do with your arms around me,” Jesse said.

    We kissed as I pulled the covers off him. James finished in the bathroom, meaning it was Jesse’s turn for the shower, and to get rid of the tumescence.

    “James, I know you said you want my scent on these sheets. They are pretty crusty. I can take them home to launder,” I said.

    “No, I will wash them tomorrow morning at my place. In fact, let me wash all of them, because you’ll have enough to do getting ready for the move,” James offered.

    “I won’t argue with you. Make sure you pop them in the washer. I doubt your mother would be impressed,” I said.

    “Not a problem -- I’ve been doing my own laundry for years, for that reason.”


    I poured James a coffee, and upon hearing Jesse exit the bathroom, I fixed one for him as well. James volunteered to be the bad guy and wake the others. This was never the nicest job after a night of drinking. They filtered out to the bathroom peeing two at a time, then all crammed into the shower together. James and Jesse packed their things, putting their bags on the deck. James mentioned his mother was taking on cleaning jobs because of the bad year they had.

    “Babes, I could use her help. The cottage needs a good cleaning as soon as possible, and the house needs cleaning on the 18th as the contents will be loaded on the 17th. Perhaps I could use her at the loft when all the construction work is finished but it’s not a priority now,” I said.

    “She will be happy to have the work. I will ask if she can do the cottage tomorrow, then it’ll be ready if you get the packing done and want to come up next weekend,” James said.

    All the guys were shooting back the orange juice and sipping their mugs of liquid brown hell. I never said my coffee was good.

    “I have to get going guys. Work awaits. Dad and I are pulling the engine from a 1949 Greavette wooden launch, belonging to one of the movie stars. They will be arriving on the weekend and “need” the boat. It’ll keep dad busy for awhile,” James said.

    We all gave him a group hug as he climbed into the old boat and departed for the marina. We went back in and had another coffee. There was little food left.

    “You guys want to load up after your coffee and we can grab something to eat at Tim Horton’s on the way back?” I asked.

    The unspectacular response indicated a positive reaction to the inevitable, so I packed my gym bag. The others followed my example. The remaining beer was placed in the fridge. I took stock of the remaining provisions. We carried everything down to the dock including the garbage and recycling. After locking up, we boarded the boat and headed for the marina. This was the part of the weekend, or week, or summer I hated the most: leaving. Although it wasn’t one of those multi-million dollar cottages, it was fun, and I hated to go home. Apparently, the others did too.


    Robb brought the truck close to the dock. With James help, many hands made little work. Vlad looked pale; it looked like everything he did was an effort. It would be easy to blame it on a hangover, but he only had one drink last night. I guess he felt the same way as I did about leaving; sad. James confirmed the cottage would be cleaned tomorrow so I gave him $100, asking him to pay his mom what she asked. I took the opportunity to squeeze his hand, as the marina was quite busy. We all said “goodbye” to James. Danny headed for his boat, and we piled into the Expedition. I drove to Gravenhurst to Timmy’s. Vlad asked if he could stay in the truck and if someone could get him an OJ and a Tim-bit. After giving him a twenty, I asked Robb to get me a coffee and any donut whose name contained the word “chocolate” and I would be right in.

    “Vlad, you don’t look well. How do you feel? Your energy level seemed low yesterday,” I inquired.

    “Everything is a big effort. I’ve been getting worse all summer but hoped it would just go away,” he said.

    “Have you felt like you do now, previously?” I asked.

    Vlad started weeping so I got in the back seat with him and held his hand.

    “When I was a kid I had Leukemia. I was very sick and was in the hospital for a long time. This is the same as I felt then but they said if it goes away for five years, it’s all finished. That was just over five years ago,” he said, tears streaming down his face.

    “Baby, lets not jump to conclusions. It could be anything, like a virus. I’ll take you to the doctor when we get back and get you checked out. I know it must be scary for you, but we are all here for you.” I said, as I kissed his lips.

    He held on to me as strongly as he could.

    “Go have your coffee, Scott. I’ll wait here,” he said.

    I sat with the boys sipping a great cup of coffee for a change. I had a lump in my throat but decided not to worry the others until something positive was known, but making conversation was difficult. I hoped the smile on my face didn’t look artificial. As hard as I tried to convince Vlad not to worry, I had zero effect on myself.

    “Unless anyone wants something more, why don’t we hit the road?” I asked.

    Robb went to the counter to get Vlad’s juice. I asked him to get a box of mixed Tim-bits, and asked if he would drive us home. I sat in the middle of the back seat with Vlad on one side and Jesse on the other. Vlad was asleep so I decided not to wake him.

    “What’s wrong with Vlad?” Jesse whispered.

    “Just tired so let’s let him sleep,” I said as I put one hand on Jesse’s inner thigh and held Vlad’s hand with the other.


    None of us were bubbling over with enthusiasm. David and Robb chattered away in the front seat. I slumped into Jesse, pretending I was asleep while I inhaled his intoxicating aroma. They didn’t have the radio on and the monotonous hum of the tires actually put Jesse and me to sleep. The silence of the parked truck woke me when we got home. I looked up and Robb gave me a wink. Stroking Jesse’s inner thigh woke him. I hugged Vlad and whispered in his ear that we were home. I was shocked when he replied,
    “Can’t I stay here?”

    I almost lost it.

    “Let’s go Vlad. Into the house, the bathroom then you can lie down, okay?” I said.

    “Mhmm.”

    With my arm around his waist, I walked him to the back door, unlocked it and took him to the bathroom where he managed to take a tinkle. After, I took him to my old bedroom, pulled his shoes off, and covered him with a blanket.

    “You didn’t have a thing to eat or your juice. I’ll get it for you now”, I said.

    “Okay.”

    I got the juice and Tim-Bits from the truck. I poured the juice in a glass over ice and got a straw and a small plate of Tim-Bits, a.k.a. donut holes. I took Vlad’s gym bag and the refreshments to him. I put my arm under his back, helping him sit up and placed some pillows behind him. He was grateful for the help. I excused myself and headed straight to the library to phone my doctor. Luckily she was in the office and took my call. I explained what I knew of Vlad’s medical history. My doctor declined to speculate except to say the best thing to do was to go to the hospital, to emergency. She would phone ahead. I gave her his name. He would need blood work right away. After I dried my eyes I told the others that Vlad wasn’t feeling well and my doctor suggested taking him to the emergency room.

    “It looks like you guys are going to be busy so I should take off soon,” David said.

    “Why don’t you say bye to Vlad if he is awake while I download my stuff from your laptop,” I said to David.

    I got that underway, then Jesse offered to help me take Vlad to Emerg.

    “Robb, could you get all the big towels together and put them through the wash? You probably have your own stuff to do. Perhaps you could wash Vlads as well. And don’t forget to make an appointment with Ted, the lawyer. Remember I have an appointment with my financial advisor at 11 tomorrow morning,” I said.


    Jesse cleaned out the car while I went to get Vlad. David was sitting on the bed with him. Vlad was asleep.

    “Kiss him goodbye and wish him good luck on the team,” I said to David, trying my best to not break down.

    “David, can you give me a hand? He is feeling very weak,” I said.

    David put one arm under his legs and the other around his shoulders and carried him out to the truck. He was so muscular. The file transfer completed, I disconnected his laptop, deleted my user account and gave David his computer back. I kissed him goodbye apologizing for kissing and running, grabbed Jesse, and jumped in the truck.


    The hospital was about halfway between the house and the loft but was convenient to the major highways. Jesse drove as I stayed in the back with Vlad. When we got to the emergency room, I went in, grabbed a wheel chair and returned to the car. Jesse helped me get Vlad into the chair and I wheeled him in to triage, while Jesse parked the car. After feeling awkward about going through his wallet, I got Vlads O.H.I.P. Health card and handed it to the nurse, explaining that my doctor had called ahead. After he scanned the card, I explained all I knew about his illness, symptoms and the fact I was his landlord and only knew him for two weeks but knew him well. Naturally, the male nurse clued into my meaning so I confided, off the record, that we had made love in every possible way, but that his strength was down in the last couple of days. The triage nurse took Vlad’s blood pressure, pulse and temperature. He was very professional. I couldn’t get a read on the nurse’s face. After completing his paperwork, He asked me if I would take possession of Vlad’s jewelry and wallet and got my name and phone number as a contact, and my signature. He then asked if I would mind pushing Vlad’s chair through the doors. As I said I would, he said there wouldn’t be any privacy on the other side of the door. I thanked him and pushed Vlad out of the way, told him I won’t be far away and they will call me after getting some test results. Then we kissed.

    They were waiting on the other side and told me there was no point staying there because they would need him overnight for monitoring and to get the results of the tests. I gave his shoulders a little squeeze, said ‘later dude’, and went out to the truck as quickly as I could.

    Jesse knew I was an emotional train wreck, and pulled me into a hug.

    “Scott, there is no point crying. He is in good hands. I’m sure you will know more in a day,” he said.

    “True, so true. I guess we should get you some beer,” I said.

    He wheeled the truck in; we went in to stock up and get rid of a few cases of empties that were rattling around in the truck. We picked up a bunch of empty wine cartons as well during our outing.

    On our return home, Robb was doing Laundry.

    “How is he?” Robb asked.

    “No news yet. He will be in overnight while they run some tests. He was a little upset. I was a lot upset,” I said.

    “Oh, there is some snail mail on the kitchen table, ”Robb said.

    “Looks like a bill from the insurance company,” I said.

    I opened it and started reading. I sat down, looked at the enclosure and read the letter again. I couldn’t believe it. After my parents car wreck, the insurance company served notice to the province they intended to sue. Suing a government body is fraught with roadblocks. First you have to inform them of your intent to sue within a week or 10 days of the incident. Then you wait until they tell you they will let you sue them. Anyway the insurance companies are all linked together with a database of accidents by type and location and a bot managed to find an unusually high number of accidents, some causing death in the same category as my parents. This sent up a red flag and the insurance people were all over it like white on rice. They also found documents showing the province knew of this hazard and did nothing to correct it because they felt the cost of running another length of cable part way up the post would cost more than any potential lawsuits. Considering dads age and income, the insurance company sued for eight million dollars but in an eleventh hour negotiating session with the crown, amended it to five million in exchange for a “no contest” from the crown. This was the cheque less the $5000 they paid for each death. $4,990,000. Being a court settlement, this sum was not subject to income tax but was covered by a non-disclosure agreement, and a publication ban. I turned on the computer; when it booted, I got into my stock trading account, checked the instant ticker on AAPL. It seemed low. I looked at the 5-day graph. Monday was slightly lower. I read all the news feeds, determining this was a great time to buy, so I purchased 10,000 shares, and put the cheque and letter in my wallet. I was very excited but felt this information, in the hands of my loft-mates, could be harmful so I had to contain my enthusiasm.

    “Robb, did you get in touch with Ted?” I asked.

    “Yeah, tomorrow at 2:00. Is that okay? He asked.

    “Oh sure. I shouldn’t be too long in the morning. Do you guys want to take a run in the convertible with me?”

    Everyone was game for that so we took off to the head office of dad’s bank where they knew me. I asked for the manager, Mr. Collins. The girl at the side counter said, “whom should I say is calling?”

    “Williams. Scott Williams.”

    She phoned. The girl said, “He will be right out, Mr. Williams.”

    He appeared immediately, shaking my hand. I introduced him to Robb and Jesse.

    “These are my bodyguards,” I said.

    He motioned for all of us to follow him to his office. His secretary offered us all a coffee. I declined but Jesse and Robb said yes. The boys were seated on comfortable chairs on either side of a table that looked as if it came from my parent’s house.
    We went in. He seated me and went to the other side of his desk.

    “Well Scott, what can we do for you today?” he asked.

    “Oh, I have a deposit and I wanted to make sure it is handled correctly,” I said as I pulled the cheque from my wallet and placed it in front of him.

    Collins was probably in his early to mid forties but he took good care of himself. He dressed for success and obviously had his hair professionally coloured. He either had a gym membership or a machine at home. He checked to make sure the body and figures matched on the cheque and that the date was good. He called the issuing bank, and talked to the manager to make sure it was cashable.

    “Put a hold on the funds. We want this to clear as a certified cheque. I’ll have our runner bring it now so you can make it so,” he said.

    Collins wasn’t just a branch manager, he was manager for the home office and in fact had a branch manager reporting to him. I knew him from Dad’s little parties. He was part of the management team and the only guy to show up at the parties without a wife. He drove a classic Corvette and I often wondered who his co-pilot was. He dared to have a sense of humour at these dull events.

    “Sorry for excluding your friends, but I assumed you wanted to discuss money, he said.

    “Yeah, well you guessed right. It’s a court settlement, the details of which I cannot divulge. I just bought 10,000 shares of Apple Inc so I will be writing a cheque to my online brokerage account. Could you transfer $4 million to that account when you get the cheque back, and get me a $75,000 CIC for 1 year?” I asked.

    “Done and done. Now would you like me to invite your friends in for a drink,” He asked.

    “Get out of town -- you have booze in here?” I asked.

    “Why do you think our interest rate is so low and don’t ever tell anyone I said that because I will deny it,” he chuckled.

    “Jesse, Robb, come on in!” he said warmly.

    He gave the cheque to his secretary as an office boy appeared. A cute office boy I might add. He put it in his satchel and was on his way.

    We went into the office after he informed his secretary he didn’t want any interruptions, closed the door and slid a carved panel to one side revealing a wet bar, with a bar fridge and more single malt scotches than I’ve ever seen in one place.

    “Who wants to drive home?” I asked.

    Robb volunteered to be DD so Jesse and I made our selection. He ordered Glen Fiddich 20 year old; I asked for Lagavoulin 16.

    “An excellent choice, Scott. If I wasn’t at the office I would join you in one of those but its smoky peaty taste is very aromatic so if I have a drink during the day I have Vodka with some ground pepper,” he confessed as he pulled a flask of vodka from the freezer.

    We sat at the non-work end of his office, on leather chairs around a round table. Robb had a ginger ale served in the same cut crystal double old-fashioned glasses we used. He was generous when he poured. I told him about selling the house and being about a week away from moving into the loft with five mates from my swim team.

    “Scott, I don’t blame you. Your parents house was very “them” but not “you” at all. Are you boys ready for a refill? He asked.

    “Sounds marvy,” Robb said as he gave Collins a lateral hug.

    “My little friend would be so turned on if he saw that,” he said.

    Collins poured us another hefty drink and sat down.

    “Who is your little friend?” I asked.

    “You saw him. He is the office boy that took your cheque across the street to the issuing bank, He confided.

    “I must admit, you are discreet. Neither of you reacted at all,” I said.”

    It could cost me my job. We have so many rules around here. One is “no spouses are allowed to work at the bank” another is office boys must advance to a better position by their 20th birthday or they are terminated, and the unwritten one is men are supposed to be attracted to women, so we play it very cool. He has been living with me for 6 months. He is fantastic, age isn’t a problem for either of us and he isn’t a gold digger. We would love to get married, but Scott, the money and seniority I have here is too good for me to take chances. I’m trying to find him a job at another bank.”

    “Would you guys be comfortable coming over to the loft for drinks once we get in? We have a big Jacuzzi on one of the terraces and we are quite looking forward to entertaining. I guess I should tell you, we all love each other. We sleep in the same custom bed together and have no hang-ups about it,” I said.

    “That would be so much fun. I like to find stuff to do that Adam likes, and believe me, that little twink is a show-off with every right to be,” he said.

    I punched his home and cell number into my phone and gave him my cell number.

    His phone buzzed. It was his secretary. The runner was there with an envelope.

    “Send him in.”

    Adam walked in and beamed each of us a smile as Collins introduced us starting with me and a brief explanation of who my dad was. Once he met Robb and Jesse, Collins explained about the loft and Jacuzzi. I told him the loft was over 5000 square feet--big enough for the whole swim team but there were in fact only 6 of us and it had 3 bedrooms but we all slept together because we all loved each other and had no jealousy. In fact we liked watching when others made love. I didn’t have to throw in that much detail but I wanted to see how they reacted. Adam was playing pocket pool and a couple of inches of cock could be seen outlined by his shirt above the belt line.

    Poor Adam, I shouldn’t have said all of that. He was in a bad state. Collins went behind his desk and pressed a button and another carved panel slid open revealing a private washroom. Adam went in, dropped his pants and his red Andrew Christian briefs letting his Danny sized cock flop out.

    “Fuck me!” Robb said.

    “Be careful of what you wish for,” Collins chuckled.

    “I’d give him a hand but are you guys the jealous type?” Robb asked.

    Laughter emanated from the bathroom. “Come here Robb,” Adam said coyly.

    Robb looked at Collins who smiled and gave him the nod. Robb went in, got on his knees and sucked the boy dry in a half minute. I don’t know how much Robb swallowed but there was still a huge load on his face. Jesse and I cleaned that off quickly as Collins checked for any last drips from Adam’s huge cock.
    We all started giggling.

    “That was fun,” Adam said as he attempted to get dressed.

    He then gave all of us a wet sloppy kiss finishing with Collins.

    “You guys haven’t seen anything yet,” Collins said.

    Adam grabbed his satchel and let himself out as we finished our drinks. As it was getting close to rush hour we stood and said our goodbyes as Collins closed the bar and private washroom. Robb gave Collins a hug and kiss on the lips and hoped it would be soon when they came over for a party.

    to be continued ...

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    WOW! There's nothing quite like Money, SEX, the "Right" Connections, Money, and, did I mention SEX, not to ignore GOOD Scotch, and SEX?

    SO ... does Langavoulin beat Laphroig over Glenmorangie 18 or higher?

    Then, again, is there Truly any single malt Scotch that can even compete with freshly ejaculated, hot body temperature, sperm infused, young Boy Juice?

    Yes! The very essence of MALE can be more intoxicating than any inebriant, or drug, known to MAN!

    However, I'm also very concerned about Vlad's condition, and am Hoping for his Very Best!

    All the more reasons to ... no matter what ...

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Laphroaig 30 scores just ahead of Lagavoulin 16 in Islay single malts, indicating Lagavoulin 16 is a bargain at $70. to $100 a bottle. Such a bargain hehe. Laphroaig 10 is a good smoky peaty Islay for about 40% less money.
    Glenmorangie is a good glen single malt, but not in the same league or flavour.

    It was apparent that Robb preferred the original male juice, "Adam".


    Quote Originally Posted by Kyanimal View Post
    WOW! There's nothing quite like Money, SEX, the "Right" Connections, Money, and, did I mention SEX, not to ignore GOOD Scotch, and SEX?

    SO ... does Langavoulin beat Laphroig over Glenmorangie 18 or higher?

    Then, again, is there Truly any single malt Scotch that can even compete with freshly ejaculated, hot body temperature, sperm infused, young Boy Juice?

    Yes! The very essence of MALE can be more intoxicating than any inebriant, or drug, known to MAN!

    However, I'm also very concerned about Vlad's condition, and am Hoping for his Very Best!

    All the more reasons to ... no matter what ...

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Recently ran a taste test, with some college buds, of all the above mentioned, and tossed in a Jaimeson 18 blend, with some Red Breast (also Irish), and it was agreed that the "Glen" was a bit more pleasant than the Islay, or Irish!

    It was HARD to tell a "winner" between the peaty "Ls", though!

    Then again, the proceeding wines "Might" have played a part in our perceptions!

    And, given that I've had the pleasure of "tasting" the essence of two, of the three, of those "Str8" guys, I'm still in major favor of "Boy Juice" over anything distilled from barley, or fermented from grapes grown on a vine (as opposed to "grapes" suspended from a Guy's "vine"/vein. )

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    Sheep,
    I am real concerned about Vlad. To have your whole life before you, to have dodged a bullet once, think you were in the clear, then have this ominous foreshadowing . . . Sucks, and NOT in any way pleasurable.

    The bank trip was intriguing, to say the least.
    A particularly creamy, "single malt" beverage, eh?!


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Definitely Hot

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    I wanna Join the Swim Team and Never leave the Locker room

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    Chapter twenty-seven

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    Previously ....
    “That was fun,” Adam said as he attempted to get dressed.

    He then gave all of us a wet sloppy kiss finishing with Collins.

    “You guys haven’t seen anything yet,” Collins said.

    Adam grabbed his satchel and let himself out as we finished our drinks. As it was getting close to rush hour we stood and said our goodbyes as Collins closed the bar and private washroom. Robb gave Collins a hug and kiss on the lips saying he hoped it would be soon when they came over for a party.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


    There was no way we could miss rush hour so we zipped over to the loft. The landscaping was completed and the circular drive and visitors parking were freshly paved. We drove down the ramp to the parking garage after noticing a sign to do so until the blacktop hardened. The visitor’s spaces were well marked. We headed for the elevator and made it to the P.H. Level. The carpet was installed and looked top shelf. Upon entering, we saw the kitchen completed. I had seen it in my mind for some time, but even I was surprised at how good it looked. The guys were elated. We went up the stairs to the mezzanine, glancing at the study area whose knee-wall was now drywalled and finished. The big surprise was the top floor.

    “Hey guys, come see this,” Jeff exclaimed. He was working alone.

    He took us into the privacy of the shower room and gave us all a hug and a shy kiss. He was working shirtless, showing off his hairy, well developed chest. He gave us the tour. Everything was finished; he was just hanging doors and had the kitchen cupboard doors to align. The closets with their built-ins and louvered doors, as well as the guest bathroom looked great. He took us to Vlad’s closet.

    “He is going to love this,” he said, showing us the two lighting circuits.

    That’s when I lost it. The boys managed to put two and two together and held me tight.

    “It’s serious, isn’t it Scott?” Robb asked.

    “He has been free of Leukemia for five years but told me this morning his strength has been declining throughout the Summer. They aren’t saying anything at the hospital yet, but Vlad’s spirit seems to have left him. Let’s try to be positive for his sake as well as ours,” I sniffed.

    I wasn’t fooling anyone. We all cried -- even big, burly, masculine Jeff.


    “Tomorrow is my last day here. I am sure they would like to close on your unit even earlier. I can start the work you wanted as soon as you take ownership. Why don’t you go to the office? It’s now in #101,” he suggested.

    “Good idea. I can do that if they want,” I said.

    After a quick kiss, we dashed out to the elevator and went to the office. The boys stayed in the fully furnished lobby.

    “Scott, don’t you ever answer your phone?” he asked.

    “Always. I’ve been away since Friday on a vacation so even if I didn’t have the phone with me, the call would go to the message center,” I said.

    “I hate those things. Anyway, I was calling to tell you we will be in a position to close on Thursday or even tomorrow if our carpenter finishes. I know this is almost a week earlier than we agreed on, but it would help us out. If you can do it, we will pay your closing costs, then we can close the office and move on,” he said.

    “Hold on.”

    I called Ted Crawford, explaining the situation. He said if I have the money, get a bank draft to my agent tomorrow and it’s a done deal. I asked him to hold for a second.

    “We can do it. Get me seven keys. Please talk to my lawyer because you guys will be paying him. Email me whatever I need. I have to go,” I said.

    I handed him my cell. They confirmed some legal jargon and passed my phone back to me. He told me if there are any items needing attention, mark them on the “sign off” sheet and they will take care of them. I asked if the freight elevator had any bookings in the next week.

    “Nope, not until your move in date so feel free to change it,” he said.

    I met the guys lounging in the lobby and we went to the parking garage. Robb drove us home.

    “I need to make a side trip to those banks,” I said, indicating the two around the corner from the loft.

    I opened a chequing and savings account in both. One was for my photography business and the other for the rent cheques. I deposited $2,000. in each.

    “What do you guys think about moving in this Friday?” I asked.

    “Are you crazy? Don’t you have enough on your mind right now without moving up the date? Jesse asked.

    “Precisely. I want Vlad to move in and stay with us as long as he can. Furthermore, James and Danny are coming down Thursday anyway. It will also keep my mind off Vlad’s medical problem. He has a condo in Ottawa and lives alone as he doesn’t get along with his parents, so going home isn’t really an option for him,” I said.

    They agreed with my logic and offered to start packing as soon as we got home. We stopped at the Apple store on the way home looking for the laptop for Danny but were told there was no stock. I asked what the hell was going on. The guy that was helping us said that supply shortages usually indicate a model refresh is imminent and to check the internet for rumours.

    When we got close to home, we went shopping for a couple of days worth of groceries, steaks for two days, in other words. Robb pulled the ‘Stang into the garage and we went into the library, grabbing a beer on the way in.

    “We can do this but it won’t be easy. Maybe I’m crazy but I’m putting a lot of pressure on all of us. I know that. I want Vlad back living with us as soon as possible and it would be nice if we could surprise him by picking him up at the hospital and bringing him to the loft. If it is leukemia, they will probably start him on chemotherapy. He won’t feel good after the sessions but he shouldn’t need to be in the hospital. They can fit him with a portacath so he can give himself chemo at home. I just want him to get better as soon as possible,” I said.

    “Could he die?” Jesse asked.

    “He had it before and didn’t die,” I responded.

    “Can we catch it from him?” Robb asked.

    “No, that can’t happen. If any of us are sick, we should keep away from him, I think. He probably won’t feel well enough to sleep with us much of the time, but I guess we are getting ahead of ourselves. At this point we know nothing, so all this is conjecture. I should do something constructive like call the movers and the bed company. Why don’t you guys do some more packing in the basement?” I suggested.


    By some miracle, I actually got the owner of the moving company. They could do the complete move on Friday so I was told to expect a large crew around 8:30AM. The bed store was open and agreed to make the delivery Friday morning.

    “Hello?”

    “Is that Jeff? This is Scott.”

    “What’s up?”

    “Called to tell you we are closing on the loft Thursday or possibly mid-afternoon Wednesday and moving in Friday. How soon can you get the bed platform built?” I asked.

    “If I can get in there Thursday morning, I’ll have it done that day. Can you hold off carpeting it until next week after I finish the seating area platform? Josh needs to wire it for a floor outlet,” he said.

    “If we close tomorrow, could you get the lumber for both platforms on site to start Thursday morning? And if you do that, could you get both done by Friday night, having Josh do the electrical on Friday, and get the carpet guy in Saturday?” I asked.

    “I know you are between a rock and a hard place, and Vlad should feel good about having a friend that cares so much. Buddy, I would work all night to finish it, but I have to limit the noise after normal working hours. I will screw it all together so there won’t be any hammering and I will make the cuts when they won’t interfere. I’ll call the carpet guy now and just tell him he is doing it Saturday. How does that sound,” Jeff said.

    “Sounds good to me. I’ll be in touch with my lawyer and I’ll call you the moment it happens, okay Jeff?”

    “Okay Scott, anything else?”

    “You guys want to come for the inaugural soak in the Jacuzzi Saturday Night? Don’t bring your swim suits,” I added.

    “Deal,” Jeff said.

    “Now can I speak to Josh, please?” I asked.

    “Hey sexy, how was your long weekend at the cottage with wall-to-wall hot boys?” Josh asked.

    “You won’t believe it but we picked up another team member and loft-mate, really cute and hung like a horse but that’s not why I’m calling. We have baseboard heaters wired in throughout the cottage but they all have those bitchin’ thermostats at the end of them. Is there any way of replacing them with wall mounted ones, and is there some way of controlling them from home through the phone line? The idea is to be able to set the heaters very low so they only come on to prevent the pipes from freezing, and also be able to turn up the heat prior to going up there in the Spring and Fall. It isn’t a priority now but I thought I’d give you time to think about it,” I said.

    “Yeah, there are different systems out there. I’ll look into it and email you. Jeff has a horny look on his face now so I probably won’t be sitting at the computer tonight, at least not comfortably,” he hinted.

    “Well, excuuussse meee! I’ll let you enjoy your evening. Laters,” I said.

    I decided to try Bryan. He worked out of his house and as much as I hated to disturb him, time was running short.

    “Hello Bryan, this is Scott. We have changed our move-in date to….”

    “Hi, Scott, let me turn this machine off. There, that’s better. Sorry, I have to have it screen my calls, but when I heard it was you, I figured it must be important because you never call after hours. What’s up?” he asked.

    “Yeah, like I said, the loft got finished early so we are moving in Friday. Will the blinds be ready for installation, and how is the bedspread coming along?” I asked.

    “I received the blinds on Friday. I won’t be able to get the installer in there until the scheduled date, but they are easy to install. You can do that yourself, and I will give you 5% off because that’s what the installer charges me. As for the bedspread, it’s ready. I just need to pick it up,” he said.

    “That’s great! I have a hunky carpenter working there for a few days or until he finds a new project. He was lead carpenter on the loft project. I’ll have him do it. If you could deliver it all between 1:00PM and 4:00PM Thursday, I’d appreciate it,” I said.

    “I think I will deliver it personally to see this carpenter of yours. One of my associates is getting ready to build a McMansion for a client and is looking for a different general contractor. Besides that, I love muscly construction workers.

    “You won’t be disappointed, but he has a BF,” I warned.

    “Not to worry, Scott. I just like to window shop,” he giggled.


    Arranging the internet, phone, and cable TV was as much work as the rest of the loft put together. I called Rodgers, the supplier in our area, and got transferred so many times I actually wrote down the times and the departments I talked to. I heard elevator music even though I wasn’t even on an elevator. I memorized my way to San Jose. Finally, I managed to have my install date moved forward. They quoted me an install date three weeks in the future, which means it would be two weeks later than the present install date. That’s when I said this has gone far enough and demanded to speak to a manager. They actually denied my request, so I asked to cancel my account. This time I was transferred to their “retention department.” They actually have a department with much higher powers to make things happen, rather than lose a customer to Bell Telephone and Satellite. When I told them it was needed for health monitoring, and waiting was a matter of life and death, they listened. They would be there Friday morning. They also threw in a 25% discount on the 50 Mb/sec 250 GB per month Ultimate hi-speed internet. This worked out to $5 a month more than the 32 Mb/sec service with a 150 GB cap. Also, the upload speed was double. Rental on the modem was free for the first year. Big deal. I’ll buy one after a year.

    I called the Realtor who asked me to email or fax the information as soon as I got it. I would also need a certified cheque for the balance on closing. He planned to be in the office tomorrow.


    I went down to the basement, finding Jesse and Robb just about finished with the packing. They had piled all the junk that wouldn’t be needed to one side, so it could be taken to the curb for the garbage man. There wasn’t really all that much to move, which was good, because most of it would go to the locker.

    “It’s getting dark. I think we need to knock it off for tonight and have some beer and dinner. I’ve been arranging things and fighting with the cable company all this time. I can feel the tension in my neck,” I said.

    Jesse gave me a quick neck massage, which felt amazing.

    “You are all knotted up, mate. I’ll give you a good deep massage when we go to bed,” he said as he kissed my neck.

    I hoped he would give me a shoulder and ass massage at the same time! I grabbed a bottle of St. Emilion, a fine French Red Bordeaux wine as the boys turned off the lights. We all brought some trash upstairs with us and put it on the back porch.

    Robb and Jesse had Fourex beer and I had Rum and coke, a stiff one. I scrubbed 3 big baking potatoes, wrapped them in foil, which I punctured with a fork, and gave to Jesse who started the barbie and placed them on the top rack. Robb got the Caesar salad mix out of the fridge and prepared it, if you can call mixing the Romaine, croutons and dressing together in a bowl, preparing. It wouldn’t be great but it was fast. Time was our enemy. I found Danny’s dad’s card in my wallet, so I called him with the bank branch, transit and account number. He thanked me again and told me Danny was really looking forward to moving. He had just spoken to him. He was with James. I smiled to myself, wondering if he would remember to call. I looked up the email from the paper and sent a reply, giving them my bank information. I didn’t want to check into this bonus for the front page, as I didn’t have time to look for the agreement. It wasn’t important right now, especially after the windfall today.

    After a short marinade for the steaks and another round of drinks for us, Jesse tossed the Porterhouse steaks on the red hot grille, searing them. It was a pleasant evening, so I set the table on the back porch. Jesse took our steaks off and let Robb’s cook for a couple more minutes. While we ate, Jesse said something to the effect that it seemed so strange. He didn’t complete the statement. He didn’t have to. All of our eyes were moist. Wine normally made us all happy. It wasn’t working tonight.

    “Who wants to see Danny fuck James on cam?” I asked.

    “I could use a little excitement after the bummer of the day so far, mate,” Jesse said.

    “We have to give them a show at the same time so get your laptop and we can do it on Facetime, full screen,” I suggested.

    I called James who finally answered, apologizing for taking so long to get his iPhone out of his jeans but they were on the other side of the room. I said I hoped I was interrupting something. He got his Mac Book Pro and started up Facetime. I told him they would see the shower scene first. We connected straight away and stripped each other’s clothing. Robb did a wonderful strip tease. He made me so horny with anticipation I almost ripped his sexy tight N2N briefs off him. We then carried the laptop into the bathroom, aiming it at the shower and entered, leaving the glass door open. They did the same. Robb remarked that he swore he saw Danny's huge cock earlier today, which made the three of us laugh. It went over their heads, so we just soaped each other and gave all of us a good cleaning. They did the same. We dried off, tossing a towel on the floor to absorb some water that sprayed out of the shower and carried the laptop to the bedroom, placing it on one of the beds.

    We started with oral, slowly, and close to the cam. We heard them groaning, so I guess they were getting a good show. Danny imitated what I was doing to Jesse and peeled back James’ foreskin with his lips, slowly, so that Danny’s lips and James’ cock filled the screen. You could even see the pre-cum trickle out when Danny released it. We switched it up a bit; so did they. James affectionately kissed Danny’s monster cock from the head to his balls then back up the underside until he slowly made circles around Danny’s head with his tongue. We could see Danny’s piss slit open and close. This was hotter than any porn I’ve seen, knowing tomorrow night we would be in bed together. Danny forced his face between James’ legs, working his way up to his taint and hole. He rotated James’ hips so his ass aimed at the camera, pulling his butt-cheeks wide open. He then licked his way into James’ heart as evidenced by James loud moaning. He dropped a load of spit right on target, sucked his own fingers, then proceeded to finger fuck James. When he needed more lube, he licked his fingers while they were poking in and out of James. It was so hot to watch, I was slowly jerking myself and sucking Robb. Jesse started rimming Robb, who was all horned up, getting it both ways. I told Danny to fuck James for me. Make him happy. James asked Robb and Jesse to double fuck me so I would be getting as much cock as he was.

    “You heard James; do what he wants,” I said to Robb and Jesse.

    They had managed to lube each other with the sucking they were doing, so they got my ass facing the camera while they both ate it. I thought a rim job was great; this was Heavenly. Jesse got Robb’s cock good and slimy as I lay face down on the bed. Robb felt wonderful inside me, picking up the pace and giving me all he had. On the screen, Danny was pushing into James for the first time. James was in pain as he gritted his teeth and balled up the sheets in his fists. His eyes were tightly closed. His cries of pain gradually turned in to sighs now that Danny was all the way in. I was unbelievably horny watching this because Danny screwed me. I knew how it felt. Instructions came over the speakers from James.

    “Jesse, time to join Robb and fuck Scott real hard. I want to hear him scream,” James said.

    “Sadistic bastard,” I yelled.

    “You know you love it Scott,” muttered James.

    Robb rearranged the laptop as I sat on Jesse’s very rigid, vertical, love pole with my back to his chest. Robb pushed us flat on the bed and my legs in the air, getting in his licks and pushed his cock into my mouth. I lubed it as well as I could. He then stood beside the bed and eased his rock-hard, cut cock into me on top of Jesse’s larger, uncut cock.
    I cried to Jesse, “Hold me tight babes, and tell me you love me.”

    I thought I was going to be ripped in two, although there was something very erotic about being squeezed by my lover while watching Robb, the boy that dragged me out of the closet, loving the feel of the underside of his cock sliding against Jesse’s as they alternated massaging my prostate. Thankfully, they were both leaking pre-cum copiously, as was I. It was running down my cock, pooling on my abs. The delirious high pitched moans from Robb were overshadowed by James and Danny. Jesse continued to hold me as he ran his fingers through my hair and nibbled my ear lobe and told me how much he loved me. Robb ran his fingers up and down my inner thighs. Who could think about pain while being loved by two very hot guys?

    “Fuck me harder.”

    I can’t believe I just said that. I was actively trying to get my ass to take more cock but it had taken all there was. Jesse was lightly stroking me as they verbally coordinated their orgasms. On the computer, Danny’s ass continued to slam his pile-driver into James, who had his eyes closed and a beautiful smile on his face, while Danny rolled the foreskin to and fro over James’ head. Danny was the first at the finish line spewing vulgar language that would make a sailor blush. He pulled out just in time for us to see a thick rope of cum splash on James’ ass. After smiling briefly at the camera, he rammed it back in, obviously firing many more volleys deep inside James’ hungry hole. My momentary sadness at not being able to please James to that extent ended when Robb shouted, “I’m cumming.”

    He tried to make it his longest stroke, but he came all the way out, shooting on my balls, but this allowed me to feel Jesse sending his love seed deep inside me. Robb realigned, burying his erupting cock in with Jesse’s, then leaned forward sucking my nipples, making me cum when he squeezed my slippery balls hard. I had another of my full body orgasms and both of them had to hold me tight to keep me from falling off the bed. With all this happening, we almost missed James’ ejaculation as his loads shot vertically and were off the screen most of the time.

    “Danny, did he hit the ceiling?” Jesse asked.

    “Didn’t miss it by much. It was the furthest distance I’ve ever seen,” Danny said, as James put his hand on Danny’s to stop the masturbation of his sensitive cock.

    Danny picked up the laptop and panned around the action scene showing evidence of their fun. The bed was saturated. Robb did the same thing, also doing close-ups of our wilting cocks.


    “I hope you guys are still coming tomorrow night because we have some news for you,” I said.

    “Do tell,” said Danny.

    “We are moving on Friday,” I said.

    They moved the laptop on top of the dresser so we could see their faces beam with happiness. We did the same.

    “Can I stay down there with you to help?” Danny asked.

    “That would be great Danny, because….we are…. shorthanded,” I managed to get out before I buried my face in my hands, quietly sobbing.

    To be continued …
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    Sheep,
    Another emotionally charged, and cumfilled, expose'.

    Vlad, Vlad, Vlad . . . how can we feel anything but extremely sad, even though we don't "know," for certain, but have this bad feeling in our guts?

    Then Hand/Blow job was a nice present and distraction for him to be sure.

    This was a frenetic chapter - all of the stressors of getting everything moving for close and the move, with the overshadowing black cloud, looming large and low, overhead.

    It's captivating on many levels.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Very IN-Tense, Sheep! So many contra-DICK-tory things happening! I'm very concerned for Vlad, while "Animal" is Surging for everyone else!

    I've never been double-fucked, nor have buried "Animal" in the same hole with another Guy. However, I have experienced "frotting", with a 'Str8' bud, while he was in his girl's vagina and "Animal" was probing her butt!

    And, yeah!, I was more interested in rubbing Dicks with Him, than I was "into" doing Her!

    Aw! To think of ALL the possibilities of Youth! I'm rather pissed that I didn't know THEN what I Know NOW!

    Thank You!, for the adventures swirling through your mind, and oozing out of your fingers!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Chaz certainly knows how to "Accentuate the positive"!


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Swim Team

    Chapter twenty-eight


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    Previously ....
    “I hope you guys are still coming tomorrow night because we have some news for you,” I said.

    “Do tell,” said Danny.

    “We are moving on Friday,” I said.

    They moved the laptop on top of the dresser so we could see their smiles. We did the same.

    “Can I stay down there with you to help?” Danny asked.

    “That would be great Danny, because….we are…. shorthanded,” I managed to get out before I buried my face in my hands, quietly sobbing.


    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    The boys undressed me and put me to bed, staying with me as I cried myself to sleep, so I was told. When I woke in the morning, I felt somewhat better in spite of the “to do” list that was going through my head. I wasn’t tired anymore and the sun was peeking in the window so I carefully lifted Jesse’s hand off my hip and slipped out of the bed. I dressed after showering and went to the library. I received an email from the loft indicating they had completed work and were in a position to close. I printed out the documents, pulling my file on the transaction. I compared the two, noting no additional charges for the kitchen, which surprised me, and a modest $15,000 for the bathrooms and closets. This puzzled me, knowing the actual costs would be far in excess of that amount. I guessed they were removing any impediment to a quick closing today. They added a clause to the bottom, “Vendor to assume all closing costs.” It spelled out the area as described in the purchase agreement, including the parking spaces and locker. I couldn’t find anything wrong with it so I emailed it to my financial advisor indicating I would be providing the funds independently of the investments he controlled. I also told him I would have to re-book our appointment perhaps for next week. I emailed Ted Crawford asking him to call to tell me how the cheque should be written and to watch for instructions from my realtor. Hopefully everyone would be on the same page so we could close early in the day and get Jeff working. This was going to be a rough day. I expected to hear from the hospital regarding Vlad. Today I felt I had over-reacted yesterday and it’s probably not too serious which cheered me up.

    Today would be a good day for us to grab breakkie at the restaurant. I found Jesse and Robb still in bed, discussing the fun last night. I jumped on them, giving them each a kiss and a grope.

    “Come on guys, clean up and I’ll buy you breakfast, I suggested, as I uncovered them.

    They groped each other, giggled and showered together after peeing noisily together into the toilet. They finished quickly, got dressed and met me in the library. We jumped in the Mustang, put the top down and headed to the restaurant with Jesse behind the wheel. We sat in our favourite seat but a different server came to our table. She said she was part-time, her name was Helle and she just arrived from Denmark. We ordered, she placed our orders in the kitchen and brought coffee and juice. She told us she was an artist and had some rare type of arthritis. She had given up on the medical establishment at home and came to Canada as one of the top rheumatologists was in Toronto. At least she didn’t say, “What’ll youse have?”

    As always, breakfast was very good and very big. She was such a sweet lady. It was obvious the job caused her pain, but like most of us, we do what we have to do. I left a $10 tip for her. I was anxious to get home to see the day unfold. Robb drove us back.

    I checked my email getting one from Ted. He confirmed he received paperwork from my realtor and told me to get a bank draft prepared for the realtor. He gave me the amount. I faxed instructions to Collins (banks haven’t progressed to email) telling him I would arrange to have it picked up by my realtor. A couple of minutes later Collins phoned to confirm receipt of the instructions, and told me it would be available for pickup in a half-hour. I phoned the agent who asked me to setup a meeting at the loft. I, in turn asked him to pickup the cheque. The last thing I needed to think about right now was Adam’s beautiful horse dick. I called the loft and set up a meeting for closing at 12:00 noon. I then called Jeff who was in our unit cleaning up and told him I would be at the office at noon to close. I said I would see him there to give him a key.

    I got the boys packing knick-knacks and accessories and some small artwork, most of which would go to storage. I told them the ones to pack and mark for the living area. Then my phone rang. I dashed into the library and answered it. It was the hospital asking if I could come now and meet the doctor assigned to Vlad. They didn’t offer any information so I said I would be right there. I excused myself. The boys gave me a hug.

    I wasn’t surprised when I was greeted by the sign “Oncology” as I stepped off the elevator. I found the doctors office, knocked on the door and was greeted by a middle aged doctor in a white lab coat. We sat down and he proceeded to tell me he couldn’t officially discuss Vlad’s case because I wasn’t next-of-kin, but then revealed in discussions with Vlad that Vlad wanted to appoint me his official guardian and asked me if that would be acceptable to me. I told him I loved Vlad like a brother and would do anything to help him. He told me he had the papers filled in. Vlad and I had to sign and the doctor needed to witness the signatures.

    I followed the doctor into Vlad’s semi-private room. The other bed wasn’t occupied. I got a beautiful smile from our boy. He looked the same. I held his hand and he squeezed. I squeezed back. There were so many unsaid words in those squeezes. As the doctor was preparing to get the signatures, I told the doctor that I was moving on Friday and was trying to get the loft all set up on Saturday. I got a tighter squeeze and a smile. The doctor wasn’t stupid. He knew it was for Vlad’s benefit but I wasn’t technically speaking to Vlad. We both signed the paperwork. I told him I would have it back this afternoon.

    “How do I get to see my other roommates, doctor?” Vlad inquired.

    “They can come in with Scott as long as there aren’t more than three at a time, he said.

    “Scott, do you think your Lawyer would do some work for me?” Vlad asked.

    “I don’t know why he wouldn’t. I’ll ask him to come see you,” I said.

    “Come here,” Vlad said.

    I leaned over very close to him and we kissed. He squeezed my hand tightly and smiled.

    “I will see you later, Scott,” the doctor said, with a non-judgemental smile on his face.

    When I got to the lobby, I called Jesse.

    “Hello lover, I just saw Vlad. He looks okay and was in good spirits. I have to see the lawyer to get some paperwork notarized then I will officially be Vlad’s guardian and I’ll be able to find out from the doctor what’s going on but right now, I‘m taking off to the loft to close on it and get our keys. After that, I can see Vlad’s doctor on my way home so please tell Robb to take the truck to his appointment with the lawyer,” I said.

    “Do you want me to have a drink poured for you when you get home?” he asked.

    “Sure, and make it a double. My brain feels like it’s going to explode,” I said.

    On the way to the car I called James.

    “Sup?” he said.

    I told him everything I was trying to do all at the same time and he told me he would be down with Danny between 7 and 8. I said we would have dinner when they got here.

    I took a leisurely drive to the loft. It didn’t take long because it was highway all the way. I went into the office but I got there before the realtor. They gave me the quality check list and told me I was free to go up and start the inspection myself. Jeff was installing the new lock.

    “Hi stallion!” I said.

    “Hey swimmer boy, you had your butt fucked by a man lately?” he teased.

    “Actually I got double fucked by Jesse and Robb last night while we watched Danny ram his 10” cock in James,” I said.

    “You expect me to believe a boy can have a 10” cock? I have 9 ½” and nobody has a bigger one than me,” he said.

    I laughed at him, telling him I personally saw two boys yesterday with 10” cocks that were also thicker.

    “Yeah sure Scott. You get me and those boys here together. If they have bigger cocks than me, they can double fuck me, but if they don’t, you and I will double fuck both of them. Deal?”

    “Jeff, don't let your mouth write a cheque that your ass can't cash! I could really get off seeing your ass get pounded by a couple of boys because I’d be sucking the sweet pre-cum that was squirting out of your cock with their every stroke”

    He pressed my hand on his hard crotch; I was hard too. We went upstairs and undid each others pants. Jeff’s cock looked bigger than it measured. I rubbed his foreskin over his large head as he grabbed mine and jacked it lightly with his rough hands.

    “I’m gonna shoot if you keep that up Jeff,” I said.

    I spit in my hand to lube my palm and rubbed his head. We started kissing, forcing our tongues in each others mouths. I rubbed his balls; he squeezed mine.

    “Squeeze harder and I’ll shoot,” I said.

    He knelt down in front of me swallowing my entire dick and squeezed so hard I thought I would pass out from the pain, but then it turned into exquisite pleasure as my cum poured into his mouth. I didn’t shoot with repeated volleys but rather came in a steady stream for about the same length of time as a normal orgasm. Jeff was trying to choke it all down. I didn’t think he could but he managed somehow. I think I turned him into a cum-whore. I continued to rub his foreskin over his head with my palm. He had his head thrown back, moaning.

    “Scott….”

    I grabbed his cock and pressed his head against my pubes, rubbing it in the hair. He grabbed my ass and pulled our crotches together tightly as he started shooting. I rubbed his pee hole with my hand loving the feeling of his man-juice covering my hand and cock. I finished him off by jacking both of our cocks together until he begged me to stop. Then I put my open hand up to his mouth and marveled at his tongue devouring his own cum. I wiped my finger over his piss slit and put it in my mouth, enjoying it’s earthy taste. Fuck it. I crouched down and sucked him clean. After I finished, he licked my cock and pubes. For a quickie it was really hot.

    “Do you and Josh ever talk about playing with us?” I asked.

    “Hell yeah man, all the time: every scenario imaginable with all of you. We have always had good sex but it’s ten times better now. If I mention Robb’s perfect nude swimmer’s body, I feel his cock pulse. We want to save up for Saturday night. Was it wishful thinking or did you only invite us for a soak?” he asked.

    “I’ll have to see if we have Vlad back and how he is feeling. Don’t bring your bathing suits. Don’t bring your pajamas either. A tooth brush would be good though,” I said.

    We were still standing there with our pants around our ankles casually fondling each other when we heard the door close downstairs. We quickly pulled up our pants, washed our hands and headed down the stairs.

    The representative from the loft and my agent were there. I confirmed with them that all the pieces of the puzzle were there to close. They said as soon as we did the inspection, signed the papers and gave them the payment draft, they would have the title transferred at the Registry Office but that I could get the keys before the title. Everything checked off as complete and free of defects. The deep freeze was frosty and the fridge was cold. I even flushed all the toilets to make sure they were connected to the cold water supply. Don’t laugh. These screw-ups do happen. I confirmed that Jeff had now completed his employment with them and we all left the unit, with Jeff locking it. The loft rep asked Jeff for the keys. He handed over six plus the one he had in his hand. They gave them to me, and I handed Jeff’s back to him.

    “He is going to be working for me for a little while,” I said.

    We went back down to the office where the receptionist was clearing up from her own birthday party. There was a pretty blue and yellow ribbon left over with the gift wrapping so I asked if I could have it. She handed it to me with a smile.

    All the paperwork was completed in 15 minutes and the bank draft presented. This was a win-win judging by the smiles all around. My Realtor would smile brighter next week when the house sale closed because he personally double-ended it; listed and sold it and he was the broker so he didn’t have to split the commission with anyone. I borrowed scissors from the receptionist and cut a piece of ribbon long enough for the key to hang from it around Vlad’s neck.

    “I believe you should be going to pick up lumber now,” I said with a silly grin on my face to Jeff.
    “Before you go, would you and Josh like to come to dinner tonight, say 7 or 8? But let me warn you, we are maxed out, time wise, getting ready for the move on Friday so don’t be surprised if I rope you guys into helping,” I said as I handed him my card with the address on it.

    “Rope? Now your getting me horny again. We’ll be there!” he said.

    “Don’t bring your jammies,” I informed him.

    “Does that mean playtime?” he asked.

    “If we get back on schedule,” I said as I grabbed my junk.

    I threaded one of the shiny new keys onto the ribbon checking it for size around my neck, then took it off, tying a little bow. I then put it over my neck. Next stop. Ted Crawford.

    “I’m sorry, I didn’t make an appointment with Ted, so he isn’t expecting me but I need to see him for a minute,” I said.

    “That shouldn’t be a problem. He is alone now and he will be seeing Robb in 15 minutes. I’ll check,” she said.

    “Well Scott, did the loft close alright?” he asked.

    “It did, but I’m here to get some papers notarized and to ask if you will take on another client,” I said.

    “Scott, You should have me on a retainer,” he chuckled.

    I followed him into his office. He dispensed with the notarization in about 30 seconds.

    “Okay Scott, what’s this about another client?” he inquired.

    It’s Vlad, one of our other loft mates. I don’t know officially his medical status except he has a history of leukemia and when I went to meet his doctor, I noticed he’s in the Oncology wing. Vlad doesn’t have any energy. He just wants to sleep. I love the boy just like I love Robb and the others. He was accepted on the swim team with us as well. I would do anything to make him well again,” I said.

    “Scott, Please don’t take this the wrong way, because I’m not judging. Are you and your friends all gay? I need to know,” he asked.

    “Well duh, I just told you I love Vlad and Robb and the others, besides that we are on a swim team. How gay is that?” I chuckled. “Why do you ask?”

    I’m pretty sure my youngest sisters youngest son is gay. She thinks so too. Anyway he is starting his freshman year at U of T and desperately wants to get on the swim team. Do you have any connections to get him a try out for the team? He is well built. I’ve seen him lounging around their pool in his little bathing suit and with his looks and body, he should have girls flocking around him, but he shows no interest in them. Like I said, I don’t judge. It doesn’t matter if the kid is gay, he is a great kid. His mother thinks so too. She keeps hoping he will have a little talk with her. She doesn’t want to start it but knows everyone would feel better if he came out to them,” he confessed.

    “Ted, why don’t you have him call me? We would like to have him over to the loft, talk to him and find out where his head is at and how hard he is willing to work to get on, and stay on the team. Robb is Coach’s admin assistant and got Vlad and Jesse on the team. There are vacancies so if he is good, chances are very good that he will make the team. Try out is the first week of September, when the fall semester starts,” I said.

    He got up from his chair and gave me a lateral hug and a big smile -- not like his usual gruff self.

    “I appreciate this, Scott. Now what do you think Vlad wants me for?” he asked.

    “Ted, I cried myself to sleep last night. I have a real bad feeling about it. I think he presumes he is going to die this time around and wants to get his affairs in order but I don’t know. As soon as I leave here I am going back to the hospital to speak to his doctor and find out where its at. Vlad may not even know but I think he was hoping to see you very soon,” I said.

    “Robb should be here any minute. I need 15 minutes with him. I have no further appointments this afternoon. I could come when we are finished,” he said.

    His secretary knocked on the door and came in, saying Robb was waiting. I gave Ted the room number and the doctor’s name in case a nurse with too much time on her hands tried to keep him out. I said goodbye and gave him a lateral hug. I saw Robb in the lobby and brought him up to speed, then departed for the hospital.

    As I had the paperwork, I just walked into Vlad’s room to find him sleeping.

    “Babes, are you really asleep?”
    I asked.

    His eyes fluttered, then opened and he broke into a smile. I leaned over him and kissed him, nippling his lower lip. He put his hand on my head, pulling me tighter.

    “Scott, I really love you. I only wish my own mother was a tenth as nice to me as you are. This might sound strange to you with me being sick but I am really horny. I need to jack off but I’m too weak to do it,” he said.

    I smiled one of my more mischievous grins at him, got up and pulled the curtain around the bed. I started off by taking his loft key off my neck and putting it around his.

    “Is this what I hope it is?” he asked.

    “If you’re hoping to have a key to the loft around your neck, then hopes and wishes come true, baby,” I said.

    With herculean strength, he pulled my face to his and our tongues danced together. I slid my hand under the bed sheet pushed away his silly hospital nightgown and stroked his oozing cock while he moaned in my mouth. It was actually a lot hotter than it sounds. His cock was as big as I’ve ever felt it and his balls were huge. We continued to kiss and I slipped my other hand up and tweaked his hard nipples. He pulled back the sheet entirely and gave me a pleading look. I wanted to do it as much as he wanted me to do it, so I swallowed his cock and gave him my best blow-job. In no time at all he was pumping his love seed into my mouth. It was extremely thick as always although the taste wasn’t as good. It was sort of bleachy but to get this gift from Vlad was worth it. I kept sucking him well after he came until he couldn’t take it anymore and started giggling. I covered him up and planted a wet kiss on his mouth. His tongue darted in and out tasting himself. I didn’t cum of course. I sort of had an emotional orgasm. I was hoping for the best but prepared for the worst. I got a facecloth and wiped off our mouths then opened the curtains again. It was worth it to hear him giggle.

    “Ted Crawford, our lawyer will be in to see you in, well a few minutes. He looks imposing and gruff but I found out today he is actually pretty sensitive. He knows we are all gay; his nephew is probably gay and, get this, he is starting at U of T and desperately wants to be on the SWIM TEAM!” I confessed.

    “Scott, you are a dirty old man. All you need is a few more years. I suppose you will casually invite him to the loft, answer the door with a towel around your waist and casually say we were just getting into the whirlpool. Care to join us? At which point he will say “but I didn’t bring my Speedo” at which point you will let your towel slip to the floor and you will have a semi at least because he will undoubtedly be drop-dead gorgeous,” he said.

    “Vlad, do you have a wiretap on my brain?” I chuckled.

    I’ve got to see your doctor to give him the papers that say I’m your legal guardian. I’ll be back in if you aren’t busy. I have to get home and pack. Also, James and Danny are coming till Friday. James has to get back to the lake but Danny is staying for a week to help. Oh yes, and Josh and Jeff are coming for dinner and to help us move stuff. Other than that, nothing new is happening,” I said.

    Scott, I love you but you are such a slut, I’m jealous, He said.

    I gave him one of those exaggerated winks like Robb does, turned and left the room.


    The doctor was pretty matter-of-fact with me once I gave him the papers.
    He sat down leaning forward towards me.

    “Can I call you Scott?”

    “Please do,” I said.

    “I’m not going to sugar coat this,” he said, as he slid a box of tissues over to me.

    To be continued ...

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    An intense chapter.
    Some fun, but some definite not so fun going on.

    Sorry, there's a lot going on tonight.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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