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    Hardreader you only read chapter 3. You ain't seen nuttin yet. Chapter 4 took forever as I would write a few paragraphs, get caught up in it, blow, and have to go to the local Mac store to buy a new keyboard. Then the process repeats.

    Take pity on poor Don who is caught up in this time/space continuum, never really sure if he read something or blew imagined it. Don't try to get info from him because I have threatened him with burning bamboo splints stuffed up his fingernails for revealing anything.

    bamaboi69 thanks for reading, and thanks to all the other readers that have joined. I would love to hear from any and all. Thanks to those who have rated the thread. I didn't expect to see a rating so soon and such a good one. You guys rock!
    [/B Just want to say you are a novelist, Sheep It is tiltilating and interesting

    James with blond hair and blue eyes are simply melting my desire Don't want the 3some orgy [/B] 4 bathrooms, a penthouse and mountain cottage Well off boy like George Duroy

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    HA! Talk about Scott pulling the HOLE Train!

    Now ... Can the Lucky boy Walk?

    I doubt I can stand up right now!

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    Swim Team

    Chapter twenty-one


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    Previously ....
    He pulled almost out then rammed hard into my ass a couple of times then covered my mouth with his, kissing me. It felt like a very fast enema. I was afraid I was going to explode and make a mess of the whole room. Jesse stayed plugged in. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me into the shower, slowly withdrawing his still hard thick cock from me. That’s when I blew my wad all over him. He swallowed what he could. We watched as the water from the rain head shower swirled four man-loads down the drain. It was quite uneventful considering the force that was used to get it in there in the first place.

    Jesse got the hand shower, douching me then soaping his hand and cleaning me. We washed each others naughty bits, almost starting another round. He kissed my ear whispering,
    “Who is your best fuck now? The little blond boy or me?”

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

    “My banana bender friend from down under,” I said as I got on my knees hugging his waist and kissing his beautiful cock that never seemed to go totally soft, “But don’t tell anyone or I’ll have to book appointments with you weeks in advance,” I admitted.

    We just walked out, dripping wet from the shower to the dock. My incredible lover from Oz stuffed a cold beer in my hand. He got one for all the guys and offered a toast,
    “To the guy that is going to lose the water skiing competition tomorrow morning; Scott!”

    I was just as glad James and Danny didn’t show up. I was more than a little sore. Tomorrow I was going to break my balls and take chances to beat Jesse and James. I wasn’t worried about Danny. I taught him everything he knew, but I didn’t teach him everything I knew. Although I felt a tingle in my ass looking at any of the boys, I had to avoid thinking about Danny, regardless of what I told Jesse. Have you heard the expression, ‘If you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with’? I guess it wasn’t exactly like that because I loved them all. We dried quickly in the sun, finishing our beer.

    “Do you guys realize that we’ll be moving a week after we get home? It’s a scary thought,” I said.

    “Don’t panic mate -- we’ve got your ass. You saw how much we packed in a half day. We need you there making decisions about what goes in the rubbish, what you are giving away and what needs to be packed. What happens to the wine cellar?” Jesse asked.

    “Oh, did you see that tall pine 2 door cabinet in the family room? It’s a wine cooler -- holds over 150 bottles and there isn’t that much wine left. Dad moved the wine to the cold cellar in one of his economy drives and unplugged the cooler. I was thinking of getting Jeff to cover it in stainless steel laminate and put it in the kitchen area. I’ll pull a couple of cases out and the rest can be packed. We can get cartons from the Liquor Store and I want to move all the wine, beer and booze in the Expedition. I have a dolly,” I said. “All this talk makes me thirsty,” Robb said, reaching for the cooler.

    He opened us all a cold one.

    “Cheers to all you fuckers,” I said, raising my beer.

    “Can we go for a boat cruise after?” Vlad asked.

    “Sure, I was trying to come up with an excuse to take the boat out. That’s a good excuse,” I said.

    We finished our beers, got into our suits while I tried to get David to drive the boat. That was a failure so I got Jesse to drive. He was very good, knowing that a boat turns by moving the stern in the opposite direction to where you want the bow to go. It isn’t complicated. Vlad brought some house music with him to liven things up, popping the mp3 disk into the boat’s music system. It gave the sub-woofer a good workout pissing off some of the ‘old money’ cottagers along the way. I gave Jesse directions but didn’t tell him where we were going. When we got into the correct bay I told him to slow down. I honked the air horn watching on shore. Sure enough Danny came running out in his Speedo onto their dock, waving us in. I tried to think of fucking the Queen to keep from boning up. It worked. The boat wasn’t there so I guessed that one or both of his ‘rents were out. He tied us up after Jesse expertly docked us.

    “Hey big guy, are you all alone playing with yourself?” I asked.

    He blushed about 3 shades of red, confirming his activities before we arrived.

    “Yeah, the ‘rents are visiting friends, leaving me, my hard dick and hand all alone. If they hadn’t gone out, I would have chanced coming over even though you told me not to come until 9:00 PM. I was having a siesta when I realized I had my arms around my pillow and was kissing it thinking it was you,” he said.

    “Aw, looks like my sweetie still has a major crush,” I giggled as I climbed out of the boat and hugged and kissed him grinding my instantaneous erection into him. “I’m sorry if I embarrassed you. I guess I shouldn’t be kissing you on the dock in case your rents come around the bend,” I said.

    “That would be awkward as I have no Plan B and I depend on them for everything,” Danny confessed.

    “You have friends -- you aren’t alone in this world anymore. If anything catastrophic happens, you better phone me,” I said, “and be sure to tell them you won’t be home tonight because we are starting the skiing early in the morning.”

    “I might have a problem. Mom and dad haven’t said if I can have the boat. Could you pick me up?” he asked.

    I think with the uncertainty, the best option would be for you to grab some clothes and leave a note for them that you won’t be home and tell them to take the boat to the marina tomorrow when they are ready to go home and you will pick it up there. They can leave the key in it or give it to James,” I said.

    “That sounds fine and everything but you told me you didn’t want me at your place until 9,” he said.

    “It’s ok. You can go whack off or sit with us, watching us eat. You won’t starve because I feel like going to the marina and having a foot long wiener. I’m buying,” I said.

    “If you would settle for 10” you can eat mine,” he joked.

    “Get your stuff, write the note and get in the boat. I’m hungry.”

    After Danny ran into the cottage, Robb said, “Scott, he really loves you and he is a sweet kid. He can have half of my dinner. That’s cruel to just have him sit watching us eat.”

    “Don’t get your shorts in a knot. I’m fixing dinner. There will be plenty for everyone,” Jesse said.

    “Robb, I was pulling his chain. I would eat a bag of chips and give him mine if it came to that. If you think I would do anything like that, consider the facts. I’m not like that, and I’ve had a hard-on since we got here.”

    “I think we need to have a fast discussion. Does anyone have any objection to sharing a bed with him from September to May? I think it would be best for him if he lived with us. I would like it. I haven’t talked to James about it but I think he’d be for it. Jesse I need to be sure you’re okay with it because if you aren’t, please tell me,” I asked.

    “If you are referring to our discussion about fucking, lighten up, it was a joke, Mate. I want him to share our bed, and loft, and lives. He can share my closet,” Jesse said.

    “I planned on him sharing mine. Let’s talk to James. David, could you ask Danny to show you around the marina so we have time with James?” I asked.

    “No problem, dude,” he said.

    Danny ran out of the cottage, gym bag in hand, and a large towel over his shoulders, untied the boat and jumped in, sharing my seat. Jesse took off in the direction of the Marina. Danny, the rascal, stuffed his hand into my Speedo and wiped his finger over the tip of my dick, picking up the pre-cum that was accumulating, licking his finger. I returned the favor. Vlad, Robb and David said ‘Get a room’. As we approached the Marina I told Jesse I wanted Robb to take the wheel. Robb looked slightly uncomfortable but remembered everything and did a perfect docking. As we tied up, I saw James go in the store so I gave David a nudge. We went into the store while Danny and David hung out. Finding James not busy, we put the proposal to him. He was extremely supportive of the idea.

    “I’ve known Danny since we were little. You won’t have any bad surprises. It’ll be fun. He can make a dreary rainy day feel like sunshine. In fact, if you need it, he can share my closet,” James said.

    Everybody laughed.

    “What?”

    “You are the third person to offer that,” Robb said. “He could share mine too. I really love the kid.”

    “Ditto,” said Vlad. Besides I have a bigger closet.”

    “Guys, I’m really happy you guys like him but I’ve been counting closets and I think there’s enough for him to have his own,” I said. I’ll have a one-on-one with him and see if he is interested. Let’s go get a hot dog.”

    As the store was empty, I blew James a kiss and I went looking for Danny. We all accumulated around the hot dog vendor and ordered. After getting our order, Danny and I wandered off from the pack and sat at a picnic table.

    “I wonder after sucking you if I can get this whole thing in my mouth,” I said.

    “I wish mine was in your mouth right now and yours in my mouth,” He said, with a sleazy grin.

    Danny, where are you living for the school year?

    The grin vanished.

    “At home, in Hamilton, only a 1-1/2 hop skip and jump from Toronto. Times two. I can’t get into residence and can’t afford an apartment,” he said.

    “Hun, that’s going to be really rough with all the commuting. You may have evening classes. You will have conflicts with the swim team. University is a hell of a lot tougher than high school and there’s a ton of homework. You might miss some credits,” I said.

    “Thanks for building up my hopes. I guess I should have just sucked it up and stayed in Hamilton.”

    “Danny, there is an option. I told you I’m moving into a huge loft, only a 15 minute walk from campus. All those guys are going to be living with me except David. Could your folks spring for $500 a month plus utilities and food, considering you won’t have commuting costs? I have to warn you that you will have to share a bed -- with all of us,” I winked.

    “Don’t even joke about anything so unbelievably perfect. Are you serious?” he asked.

    “I’m not putting you on Danny. As long as you are comfortable with the fact we all love each other, sexually and every other way. In other words, you and I can’t be a couple as much as I think we both would want that. I know you love me; all the other guys know you do too and I’ve loved you for as long as you have loved me just so you know. There can’t be any jealousy,” I said.

    “I’ve had sex with all of them and loved it. I really loved when you ‘gave’ me to James. That was so erotic and unselfish, but best of all, was sleeping with you guys. Geezus, Scott I’m rock hard right now. Can we have sex in the boat on the way back?” he asked.

    “How about a circle jerk on the dock when we get back?” I suggested. “The other guys love you too. And we need to talk a bit more about you moving in with us.”

    I excused myself to buy a newspaper. As we finished our hot dogs I opened the sports section to find my two photographs and my story on our swim team’s practice. The only change was an addition of a brief bio on me and a welcome to my joining The Daily’s freelancers. One other thing: the photos were in full colour!

    “Hey guys! Come see this!” I yelled, turning the paper around so Danny could see it.

    I pointed out my name. He sat there, reading it out loud for the rest of the gang. Robb gave me a quick kiss and a smile that could light a mineshaft.

    “I guess it’s good I kept that guys card for you,” Robb said.

    I had my wallet with me so I bought a copy for all the guys, one for James parents and one for Danny’s parents. My mind was working overtime. James was busy in the store so I jogged next door to his family’s home and gave his mom a copy. When she read it, she gave me a hug and kiss.

    “I’m so glad James will be with you. I won’t worry about him. You were always like his older brother and friend all wrapped up in one,” she said. “Now you are special friends; he loves you Scott.”

    I went into the store. James was finishing with a customer and came over pinching my ass.

    “Careful, big guy -- that’s a prominent ass in newspaper circles now,” I said as I opened the sports section, page one to my first money making article and photos.

    “Wow, Scott, I am so happy for you. Did they edit much out of it?”

    “None, nada, zip, zero; as a matter of fact they even included a brief bio on me. The copy is word for word. I’ll have to check my email to see if there is anything about how much I’ll get for it. On another note, Danny is so excited about maybe moving in with us he almost peed his pants. I’d like to take him for a run over to his cottage before we have dinner and explain the setup to his parents. Let’s see how receptive they are. I bought them a copy of the paper, to sell them on him joining the swim team which I will point out probably can’t happen if he is commuting. The other thing I want you to know is after you left this morning, we went back to bed and, well, he fucked me. James, it was awesome. I would never expect it could feel so good considering it’s the size of a baseball bat,” I said.

    “Super, at least I wont have to hold back when I fuck you,” he chuckled.

    “If he wants to bang you, let him. It hurt like Hell to a certain point then it was unbelievably hot. If you want to do it, I’ll stay with you, holding your hand and kissing you, if you want,” I said.

    “Make it so!”


    Danny drove the boat on the way back. He had a grin on his face and a bulge in his swimsuit. I guess he liked it. When we got back to the dock, Jesse jumped out, started to head for the cooler, then came back to tie up the boat. We all had a cold one while Jesse got the chops out of the freezer.

    “Scott, I don’t know what I’ll do if we can’t convince my parents to hand over the money and let me live with you guys. I’m going to leave it up to you to convince them. They know you and really like you. The last twenty-four hours has been amazing. I hadn’t even slept with a guy until last night let alone had sex. It just has to work out,” Danny said.

    “Que sera, será.”

    “Huh?”

    “That’s Spanish for ‘whatever will be will be’. I can’t change history; all I can do is try to convince them with logic. If that doesn’t work, maybe I’ll have to abduct you,” I joked.


    “That would be way hot. I could be the loft’s official sex slave in return for food and a roof over my head,” Danny said.

    “See, there are always options, when you want something bad enough,” I said.

    “David, I need to borrow your computer for a minute to check my email.”

    “Knock yourself out, dude,” he said.

    I found an email from The Daily telling me my article and pictures would be in Saturday’s sports edition and unless something changed at the last moment, it would be on page one and the applicable bonus would be paid as per agreement. It went on further, asking me to submit my bank information as they now paid all freelancers by direct deposit.

    “Hey Robb, it seems I get a bonus because they placed the article on page one. It says as per agreement but I don’t recall anything about a bonus. I’ll check it out when we get back. I have to get to the bank to open a business account so they can pay me. That will be my first professional income!” I said.

    I asked Danny what time he thought his mom and dad would be home. He offered to phone them but I figured the element of surprise was a better idea. I didn’t want any more beer right now as I wanted to be on my toes for the meeting. I was dying of anticipatory nausea.

    “Danny, could you text them to see if they are back?” I asked.

    He went up, got his phone and sent a text. A minute later he got a reply, “Just got back. In for the night”

    “Tell them ‘coming over with Scott. Wants to show u new boat.”

    “Okay hot stuff, I want to get dressed. Maybe you should put on something that won’t show your woody if they say yes,” I advised.

    We went in the cottage, removing each others Speedo. He got into a pair of jeans and a T and I wore the clothes Vlad picked out yesterday. I grabbed my camera which had some pictures of the loft’s interior and exterior, and a copy of todays paper so we could show them my article on the swim team. We got in the boat and headed off. His parents were sitting on the dock having drinks when we got there.

    “Nice boat! Is that yours or James?” his dad asked.

    It was James. I just bought it from them but I told James he could use it if I wasn’t up at the lake. We are pretty good friends.

    I bought a huge loft a 15 minute walk from U of T. I take possession in about a week. My swim team mate Robb is moving in with me and last weekend we found out James transferred to U of T, and wants to get on the swim team. It just so happens that Robb is coach’s admin assistant and was told to be on the lookout for new members. Oh here, this is Robb,” I said handing them the paper, opening it to the sports section, “and this was my first article and photos for the paper today. You can keep this. So anyway, James is moving in as well. There are two other guys, a sophomore from Australia and a freshman from Ottawa, also swim team members. Danny was telling me he will have to commute which makes it iffy about staying on the swim team which he really wants. I propose having Danny as a roommate as well. The rent cost will be cheap as I’m not trying to make money on it, he won’t have commuting expense and he will be guaranteed a spot on the team. He will have lots of time for studies without the 3 hours a day commuting, so he won’t likely miss any credits like he probably would if he had to commute,” I said, pulling out my camera and showing them pictures of the loft.

    “Wow, it’s gorgeous but I can tell by the look of it, we won’t be able to afford it. How much was it going to cost us?” he inquired.

    “It really isn’t expensive because there are six of us. It’s an open plan so the sleeping area on the 2nd floor is basically one big room like a barracks and the study area is on the mezzanine. We will all have our own desks. There’s a really nice commercial type kitchen going in, and we have terraces on the east, south and west sides of the building. We will even have a gas BBQ just out from the kitchen on the terrace. It works out to $500 a month each plus about $100 for utilities and maintenance. Food would be on top of that. Jesse the Australian is a great cook, so is Robb,” I said.

    “So, $600 give or take and that’s all? I figured it would be twice that. $600 is a bargain and we get rid of the little bastard so the little woman and I can have some fun, if you know what I mean. Deal! Just tell me how you want to handle the rent money and email me or call me and it’s a done deal, Scott,” he said getting his wallet out and giving me his business card. “We both like you very much. You have been a good friend to Danny as has James. He speaks highly of you both. You gave him so much self confidence that summer you taught him to be a good skier. I’m sure your other roommates are quality people as well.”

    We stood up and shook hands. His mom gave me a hug. I saw a tear rolling down her cheek. “My boy is growing up and leaving home. Please show him some love because I won’t be there for him all the time,” she said, pulling Danny into a motherly hug.

    “I’ll take good care of him,” I said, giving him a lateral hug and stifling a laugh.

    I went to the boat and Danny thanked his dad and hugged him.



    We took off slowly around the point and suddenly Danny sat beside me, hugging and kissing me.

    “Scott, what’s your secret? Going in there, I guessed you had a zero percent chance of convincing them and then you made it look easy. I didn’t see you sprinkle them with magic fairy dust. How did you make it happen?” he asked.

    “Luck always plays a part, but I used a logical argument, inserted some FUD about you passing all your courses, indicated you couldn’t be on the team and then made them an offer they couldn’t refuse. It was a no-brainer for them. Danny, you have to go in with a plan and lots of self-confidence. People sense that,” I said. “By the way, FUD stands for fear, uncertainty and doubt. Perhaps there is one other thing that’s pretty important and that’s the fact I love you very much and get all tingly when I think of you.”

    Running his hand over my pubic region he said, “Scott, this is way beyond tingly. I know this because I’m horny as hell for you and I have the same symptom,” he said, plunking my hand on his hard crotch. “I want to suck your cock.”

    “And I want to return the favor, babes,” I said.

    We both wiggled out of our pants and shirts, now being nude except for our undies which showed the outline of our large heads. I planted my nose in his balls, inhaling his manly musky scent. He was clean but it was a hot day. There was a nervous element too, and the combination made me really horny. I was shaky and had a hard time getting his undies off so I just ripped them open, destroying them and letting his cock spring out. It got me running pre-cum immediately. I drove while Danny licked my taint, licked up one side of my dick and down the other then up the underside, finally circling the head with his tongue. I was going slowly as my mind was more on the wonderful sucking Danny was giving me than on driving the boat. I was getting close just from his tongue, then he gave me a few jerks and squeezed my balls hard. He knew I loved that. After less than a minute of deep throating, I gave him a loud moan and then shot my man cum in his warm soft mouth.

    I tried to switch places with him but was too weak. He had to help me.

    He took over the wheel as I stared at his beauty. Having been at the cottage all summer, his tan was glorious. I licked his nipples into their incredibly hard state. My nose was beside his left pit. I inhaled sharply enjoying the intoxicating aroma of his deodorant, hormones and boyish scent. I licked until I was satisfied, then worked my way down to his happy trail and licked his blond pubes and big balls, making him moan. His huge thick cock was enjoying all this as evidenced by the amount of pre-cum it was discharging. Even though I had just cum, I was very turned on, knowing Danny would be in bed with me for the Fall, Winter, and Spring, hopefully for the next four years. Knowing how little action he needed to get off, I sucked one ball, then the other into my moist mouth. They got a good tea-bagging that afternoon. I didn’t suck his cock; I was happy sucking his balls, although my nose was rubbing the underside of Danny’s masterpiece. I’m glad the new boat was so quiet. I loved all the sexy sounds he made while I was making love to him. He was forcing himself to keep his eyes open. His moans were almost non-stop now.

    “I’m gonna cum,” he said, as I continued putting pressure on his ballsac.

    I couldn’t react fast enough so most of his cum sprayed my face. I did manage to get the last five or six shots in my mouth and savored the coconut milk/vanilla sweet taste of his cum on my tongue, holding it in my mouth and swishing it around. He forced my mouth open with his tongue and licked a lot out. I could taste my own mild, sweet cum in his mouth, making me horny again. I guess he didn’t eat any apples today. Danny grabbed my camera, turned it on and took several face pics of me. 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 favourite 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 our amazing play time so we were boned when we got out of the boat.

    to be continued ...

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    No, Sheep, we don't want you to continue to get our nuts!

    So much youthful exuberance, essence.

    It's Cum-Tastic!


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

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    After THAT You're asking if WE want YOU to Cumtinue? You've GOT to be Kidding! Have you lost your Mind?

    Damn, Dude! There had better be a new chapter within the next WEAK! (As are my knees right now!)

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    No, Sheep, We don't want you to " Stop " Keep us cumming.

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    Sheep.....I love your writing talents!

    This story just keeps getting better and better!


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    Quote Originally Posted by ronboy View Post
    Sheep.....I love your writing talents!

    This story just keeps getting better and better!
    with an editor from western new york it's bound to be good

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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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    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.
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    Still enjoying the story! Keep writing please.

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    Swim Team

    Chapter twenty-two


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    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.
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    “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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    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.

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    Great story! Love reading it!

    Homophobia kills!

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    Chapter twenty-three

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    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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    Sheep,
    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.


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

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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!


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

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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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    sorry for the delay guys. I'll post tomorrow. It was a difficult chapter to write. It's very different. Hope you like it

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    Swim Team

    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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    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'!!
    Chaz

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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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