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    Chapter twenty-seven

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

    “Hold on.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    “Could he die?” Jesse asked.

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

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

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


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

    “Hello?”

    “Is that Jeff? This is Scott.”

    “What’s up?”

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

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

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

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

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

    “Okay Scott, anything else?”

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

    “Deal,” Jeff said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    “Sadistic bastard,” I yelled.

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

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

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

    “Fuck me harder.”

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

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

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

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

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


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

    “Do tell,” said Danny.

    “We are moving on Friday,” I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    It's captivating on many levels.


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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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    Swim Team

    Chapter twenty-eight


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

    “Do tell,” said Danny.

    “We are moving on Friday,” I said.

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    “Come here,” Vlad said.

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

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

    When I got to the lobby, I called Jesse.

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

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

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

    On the way to the car I called James.

    “Sup?” he said.

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

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

    “Hi stallion!” I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    “Scott….”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    “Does that mean playtime?” he asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

    “Can I call you Scott?”

    “Please do,” I said.

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

    To be continued ...

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

    Sorry, there's a lot going on tonight.


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

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    Uh, Oh! I don't like the sound of that box of tissues!

    Seems all else is going really well for the rest of "Our" boys! I can't help but think it's such a pity that more of the younger crowd is not as at ease with themselves, and each other, as THE SWIM TEAM is!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Chapter twenty-nine


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

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

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

    “Can I call you Scott?”

    “Please do,” I said.

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

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    “Vlad has known for awhile that he was getting sick. It’s acute lymphoblastic leukemia. He admits to a couple of months of being in denial but it’s more likely been six months. The only light at the end of the tunnel is he managed to go into remission for about four years. We generally consider it cured if he is cancer free for five years, so you can see we are looking at a double edged sword, namely he dodged the bullet once but not permanently. I wish I could be more definitive but without these papers I couldn’t even get his medical records from Ottawa. Hold on, I will get my secretary to start work on that now,” he said.


    “He wanted to see a lawyer so mine is on his way here to see him now,” I said.

    “He was pretty depressed when he arrived here. Perhaps he is getting his affairs in order. Anyway, I wish I could give you his odds or a guesstimate on his lifespan but I have nothing to base it on. He isn’t in any real pain right now. He is just very weak and tired. I would like him to go on Chemotherapy depending what his records tell me. It has horrible side effects but it’s still the best bet. If we get the records back fast we can start Chemo Thursday, he can rest Friday and you could take him home for the weekend. He doesn’t have to be here all the time, and I suspect it would be better for him to be at home where he will have you to look after him and love all around him. He thinks the world of you. The patient’s mental outlook is of paramount importance in recovery,” the doctor said.

    “Can he use his cell in the hospital,” I asked.

    “Sure, they don’t really interfere with anything anymore. It’s just that nobody wants to take the blame if something goes wrong,” He said.


    I wandered by Vlad’s room, but Ted was talking to him. They both saw me but didn’t invite me in so I drove home, stopping at the butcher on the way. Since the Porterhouse steaks were fabulous, I ordered twenty-four of them. I could freeze most of them. I then picked up salad stuff and actually found Vegemite for Jesse. It could be his house-warming present. I didn’t want to do a big shop but picked up a few things, then headed back to the butcher who had about thirty pounds of steak ready for me. I dropped into Nike and bought all the Livestrong yellow wristbands they had in stock to show our support for Vlad. I planned on working everybody including myself pretty hard tonight so I bought another two cases of beer, in cans, for safety around the Jacuzzi, and departed for home.

    I slipped the Vegemite into my desk, and put the salad stuff and some steaks in the fridge and the balance in the freezer, making a second trip for the beer.

    “Hey mate, I thought I heard your car rumble in. How is Vlad?” Jesse asked.

    “I gave him a blowjob. He seems to be better today. He said he was horny but too tired to jerk it so I helped him out. Anyway, it made both of us happy. James & Danny, and Jeff & Josh will be here for dinner between seven and eight. I bought a shitload of Porterhouse steaks because last night’s were so good, plus salad fixings and potatoes. The Doctor didn’t really tell me much because they couldn’t get his medical history until I got some paperwork from my lawyer to him. I’m his guardian now. Oh, yeah, I have your key for the loft now,” I said.

    “Good on ya mate! We got lots packed and stacked and I think we are pretty organized. I even packed the wine cellar except for four bottles of Aussie Shiraz. I’m wondering how we can get all that stuff from the basement that’s going to the locker. You know a moving van won’t fit in the garage, don’t you?” he said.

    Jesse had three cold ones waiting as Robb had appeared. I picked up Vlad’s phone charger to take to him tomorrow. We went out to the backyard and relaxed.

    “Scott, I’m really happy with Ted. Even though he did it for free, I can’t reveal the details to anyone, but can I pay my rent in advance to the end of December?” he asked.

    “Sure, Bambi, but I don’t want to see it until next week. Also, I don’t think you heard me when I said Josh is coming for dinner, I said.

    “Marvy, can I have sex with him? Are they sleeping over?” he asked.

    “You might want to clear that with Jeff, but I really don’t think they can stay because Jeff has to work in the morning,” I said.

    I got the Lance Armstrong Livestrong yellow wrist bands out and gave them each one to show our support for Vlad with his leukemia, explaining I got enough for friends and teammates. I gave Robb and Jesse their Medico key to the loft. It was a secure system in that if someone tried to get a copy made at a hardware store they were shit out of luck. It can’t be done. The one key opened all the doors that we were allowed to open. I told them Vlad might be coming home for the weekend. They would let us know how he was feeling on Saturday. I had a eureka moment and wondered out loud if I could talk Josh and Jeff into loading up their pickup with boxes from the basement. They would be able to drive close to the locker.

    “Robb, don’t be disappointed if you can’t have Josh tonight because I invited them for a soak on Saturday night if the bed and seating platforms were finished. I figured the incentive couldn’t hurt. I hinted that dinner and a sleepover might happen too if we got ahead of schedule,” I said.

    My phone rang. It was James.

    “Guess what happened?” He said anxiously.

    “You’re okay I hope?” I responded nervously.

    “I fucking ran out of gas about two blocks from your place. Do you have a gas can?” he asked.

    “Danny must have been giving you road head. I’ll never let you live that down, but yeah, I’ll bring the gas for the mower. Two blocks you said?”

    “Just look for the two assholes leaning on the red Fusion,” he said.

    I put the gas can in the trunk of the ‘Stang and headed off down the street, turning around when I got to them. We put half of the contents in James car and it started quickly. I told him to get his car filled up now because we would be busy later. I let Danny drive the convertible. James didn’t need anymore distractions. I could almost hear the neighbours going “tsk tsk tsk” when Danny stuffed his foot on the accelerator and burned rubber.

    “Scott, show me to the toilet -- I’m ready to burst,” he said.

    I needed to pee too, so I took him in with me and dropped his shorts, aiming his horse-dick at the center of the bowl. He did the same for me. It took each of us a minute to get the flow underway. He had big plumbing by the size of the stream but I guess I knew that anyway. Well after we finished we were playing around with each other, tickling balls and the like and we started giggling, promising to resume the games later. I grabbed some beers and we went out to the backyard as James drove in after gassing up.

    “Hey Jesse, Robb, whats up in the last day?” James asked.

    “Scott is walking again, Vlad might be home for the weekend, we have worked our asses off packing today, and the carpenter, Jeff, and electrician, Josh, are coming for dinner, and how is your ass after taking Danny?” Jesse asked.

    “My ass is fine. I’m having a problem wiping the smile off my face though,” James chuckled.

    “Hey you guys, I have something for you,” I said.

    I handed them each a key to the loft and a Livestrong bracelet and told them we had some great Porterhouse steaks, around 21 oz. each for dinner. Jesse was heading in to get us refills just as Jeff’s truck came down the drive followed by another pickup.

    “Hey, dudes,” Jeff waved from the cab pulling to a stop and getting out with a dozen beer.

    Josh got out of his truck with a grocery bag, handing it to me.

    “What’s all this for, bud?” I asked.

    “We figured you would be too busy to get food in so here is some bacon, sausage, eggs, bread and orange juice for the morning,” he said.

    “You guys!” I blushed, giving them both a kiss and hug.

    Everybody got hugs. Danny seemed keenly interested in Jeff. I took the guys inside to see the house, showing them all the stuff that needed to go to storage and got them beers, putting Jeff’s beer in the beer fridge in the basement. They loved the house and volunteered to come back in the morning and move the basement stuff to the locker. I suggested it would be easier if they just stayed over and did it after breakfast. They readily accepted the invitation, Jeff adding that the bed platform was complete now and Josh would be helping him tomorrow.

    “I have another little job for you. My designer is dropping off all the window blinds and I want you guys to install them. Just keep track of your time. He may talk to you about a general contractor job for a McMansion a colleague of his will be in charge of. It might be a good contact for you. Is that okay?” I asked.

    “Not a problem. Should I stuff an extra pair of socks in my undies?” Jeff asked.

    “Like that’s necessary,” I laughed.

    I showed him the wine cooler that I wanted covered in stainless steel laminate. We all got some beer and went out to the back yard, finding Robb sunning himself lying on his back with a hard-on.

    “Hey Robb, I was going to ask how you were but I can see you are fine -- very fine,” Josh commented.

    “I can see this is going to be one of those nights, Robb. Every time Josh thinks about you he gets horny with me. I think you should fuck the shit out of him for a change,” Jeff said.

    “Sounds like a plan,” they both said, at the same time!

    “I hate to bring you all back down to reality, but we really should pack up the trucks while Jesse does his barbie duties,” I said.

    We finished our beers, headed to the basement, and started hauling the cartons to the drive. With the seven of us working, it moved along quickly. Jesse assumed cooking duties part way through, but we still got it all out to the trucks. That was a relief to me and since Jesse wasn’t ready to toss the steaks on just yet, we had another beer, our social lubricant of choice. I opened one of the bottles of wine, not knowing if our construction worker friends wanted any. The sun was gone for another day so we sat around the table on the back porch. Robb set the table, including the huge steak knives and crystal wine glasses. What a contrast! Robb sat next to Josh. No surprise there. I thanked Danny for offering his help during move week as we hugged and kissed, telling him I was having trouble getting his laptop as everyone seemed to be out of stock. I was trying to get Jeff and Josh more comfortable with normal gay guy affection. I asked James if he slept alright in my bed as we kissed. The peaceful look in his eyes answered the question.

    “Alrighty mates, the cow meat is ready. Bring me your plates; Robb, can you bring the salad from the fridge?” Jesse asked.

    We all seated ourselves. Jesse and Jeff sat on either side of me. I poured the Australian Shiraz and much to my surprise, both Jeff and Josh asked for some. The way they held their glasses and tasted the wine showed they were well versed in drinking wine. It’s funny how we stereotype people, assuming because they work in construction, they only drink beer. I opened the second bottle.

    Jesse did a fabulous job of grilling the huge steaks that hung over the sides of our plates. Even though Jesse and I had ours both blue rare, I carved a piece off mine and fed it to Jesse like that first time. He reciprocated. I gave his thigh a squeeze and he told me he loved me. Jeff asked me about blue rare, so I carved a piece off mine and fed it to him.

    “I’ve never heard the term before. It’s great. Do you always have yours blue rare?” he asked.

    “Only when we know it’s really good, well aged steak. Some that you buy or have in below par restaurants are best cooked rare,” I said.

    We were all hungry so conversation at the table was subdued. Everyone managed to finish of course. Jesse made sure of that. The wine was making all of us happy. I got Livestrong bracelets for our friends, explaining their significance. I also brought out a window plan so the boys could install our blinds. I was excited that Josh would be helping Jeff, so that we would be reasonably well organized for the weekend if Vlad came home. I suggested the boys lock up their vehicles and we retire to the bedroom. Josh gave Jeff his truck keys and asked if he would lock his too, then went with Robb to have a shower. James joined them. Things were heating up. I groped Jesse with one hand and Jeff with the other, finding Danny’s hand already on Jeff’s crotch. I was getting groped by Jesse and Jeff. Jesse was horny so he stripped his cloths off showing his hardness to all who remained at the table then came over to me and ripped my T-shirt and undies to shreds. That really got me going. I helped Jeff out of his clothes, then went over to Danny, helping him out of his shirt, dropped his shorts then mutilated his undies. Apparently Danny liked this too as much as Jeff liked watching the performance. We were all rock hard. I put Danny’s hand on Jeff’s cock and Jeff’s hand on Danny’s.

    “Well, fuck me, the boy is really hung. I know you told me he was but I didn’t believe you. This is awkward!” Jeff said.

    “Danny, do you know why it’s awkward? I’ll tell you why. Jeff couldn’t believe that a boy could have a bigger dick than his, so anyway, the deal is, you get to pound his ass. Furthermore, if Adam shows up some time, Jeff wants the two of you with your 10” cocks to double fuck him, in front of everybody,” I said.

    “Fuck, mate, I’m leaking just thinking about it,” Jesse said.

    I sucked his beautiful cock into my mouth, delighting in how perfect it felt and tasted, then opened wide for Jeff’s 9 ½” man-cock. He was the perfect male specimen, tall, broad shoulders, powerful back, narrow waist, powerful hairy legs and chest. It will be somewhat incongruous having smooth, blond, diminutive Danny with his horse cock and cute bum slamming his cock deep into this stud. By now, Danny was sucking Jeff while he played with his balls. I spent my time kissing Jeff, listening to him moan while Jesse talked dirty to him. I suggested I film Danny fucking Jeff, and to my surprise Jeff wanted me to do it if he could have a copy. We went into my bedroom which was much smaller and had better acoustics for sound recording. I set up my camera and lights and we were good to go. I told Danny to pull out when he started to cum so the camera could see his cum squirting into Jeff, then to ram it in deep. Everyone was ready so I started the camera.

    I panned down Jeff’s back from his dark hair, brawny back, fuzzy bum up in the air, doggy style, and powerful thighs and calves, then started with Danny’s cute feet, up his smooth, well tanned legs past his huge, fat cock, up his nicely developed tummy and chest stopping momentarily on the devilish grin on his beautiful face and then to his golden hair. I cut to Danny’s hands grabbing the lube, squirting lots into Jeff’s hole then a close-up as Danny rubbed the water based lube all over his cock, rubbing it in to his piss slit, then applying more onto his head until it was dripping with lube.

    “Are you ready to take it like a man?” Danny asked.

    “Go easy. I’ve never done anything like this,” Jeff pleaded.

    I almost said horse shit like I was clearing my throat but didn’t want to break the mood. Danny got right behind Jeff, and pressed into him, stroking Jeff’s dick while he did it. Jeff was moaning loudly, telling Danny it hurt so much. Danny replied to him that he would be begging for more in a few minutes, but continued his slow penetration of the studly carpenter. Within a couple of minutes Danny was all the way in. Next, Jeff was pushing his ass back at Danny to get fucked harder. Danny fulfilled his needs, speeding up until the muffled sound of Danny’s balls slapping Jeff’s fuzzy butt filled the room. I moved the camera behind Danny’s ass, seeing what we were hearing. I slowly moved so that the camera could see Jeff’s big cock as well. Danny sensed what I wanted and removed his hand so I captured it bouncing around with every one of Danny’s thrusts. They were both moaning. Jesse was on his knees sucking me as the camera captured the hot action. Danny was about to shoot so I aimed the camera at Jeff’s ass, watching Danny pummel the poor thing. He was now pulling all the way out between strokes showing Jeff’s ass gaping. He then fucked really hard and with heavy breathing, pulled out, shot a few ropes of thick cum at Jeff’s hole and continued fucking him hard and pushing his cum deep inside until the sensitivity forced him to stop. Jeff didn’t cum.

    After Jeff and Danny kissed, the four of us headed to the shower stopping just in time to see Robb empty his balls into Josh. Jeff was really turned on seeing this and licked his mates ass to capture Robb’s young cum. We resumed our trip to the shower.

    The shower felt great after such a nervous and exhausting day. We managed in the small confines of the shower to wash each other. I found Jeff’s foreskin interesting so I spent lots of time cleaning that while Jesse soaped up his cock and stuffed it into Jeff’s butt obviously trying to clean it, but only managed to fill it with more cum. I intervened, washing him out with my soapy fingers and the hand sprayer. We were clean enough to go to sleep now but only a fool would presume we would.

    We dried off and walked back to the bedroom to find Josh giving Robb a good pounding. I’ll bet Robb wasn’t expecting that. Jeff popped a woody instantly. We made out, grinding against each other until I felt his wetness. I laid on the bed seducing Jeff with my glances. He grabbed the lube, got us both slippery and plowed his big tool into me, fucking me real hard. I was so horny after watching him get it that I loved it. My knees were beside my tits; Jeff leaned over me so we could kiss. It was doubly stimulating watching Josh hammer away at Bambi’s hole. They watched us too. Jeff was telling Josh to fuck Robb harder and faster while Robb demanded Jeff do the same to me. And they did. When I closed my eyes I could see stars with every thrust of Jeff. I got thinking of the toy I ordered for Jeff and I to use, making me so horny that Jeff made me cum when he shot in my ass. Our moans stimulated Josh and Robb as they climaxed about the same time. We came back to earth all kissing each other. The sex was fabulous and a new bond was created. I wondered who would do the next round as Jesse slipped in beside me, put his arm around me and kissed me good night. That’s the last thing I remembered that night.

    To be continued ...

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    WOW! Just Fucking WOW!! Did I say ???

    Those steaks sounded SO Good! Butt, turned out they weren't the 'main meat' after all!

    Very concerned about Vlad! Hoping something works! LIFE is TOO short as it is! However, when we Know enough to take full advantage of what we are presented, what we do, with the time we have, can mean so much more than the length of that Time.

    Here's to overcoming those inhibitions that artificially hold us back!

    This story is more than it appears to be! All the more reasons to ... no matter what ...

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Sheep,
    How can I improve on what our good Chaz has just said.

    Yes, there's lots of hot sexfest going on, but there's a LOT more going on, period.


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

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    I hope to post chapter 30 within the next day or so. Scott will do everything he can for Vlad.
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    This is the last day before the boys move into the loft


    Swim Team

    Chapter Thirty


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    Previously ....
    It was doubly stimulating watching Josh hammer away at Bambi’s hole. They watched us too. Jeff was telling Josh to fuck Robb harder and faster while Robb demanded Jeff do the same to me. And they did. When I closed my eyes I could see stars with every thrust of Jeff. I got thinking of the toy I ordered for Jeff and I to use, making me so horny that Jeff made me cum when he shot in my ass. Our moans stimulated Josh and Robb as they climaxed about the same time. We came back to earth all kissing each other. The sex was fabulous and a new bond was created. I wondered who would do the next round as Jesse slipped in beside me, put his arm around me and kissed me good night. That’s the last thing I remembered that night.

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    I awoke to the sounds of chirping birds and sun streaming in the window. I had my arm around Jesse, and, needing to pee, I carefully got up. Having that out of the way, I dressed and made my way to the kitchen to make coffee.

    It rained overnight, making it easier for the robins to get worms out of the lawn, which apparently made them happy. My head was exploding with all the things we had to do today. I decided it would be easier all around for all of us to go to the restaurant for breakfast. It was a nice touch that the boys brought some food, but we could use it Saturday or Sunday.

    I checked my email, finding the only important one: the deed was at the office ready for me to pick up along with the mailbox key and padlock and key for the locker. Management did it this way so their master key would open all lockers in case of fire or flood.

    I also got an email from Collins and Adam hoping our move worked out well. It wasn’t from the bank, so I guessed Adam was pushing him to keep the contact alive. Good! It would be a lot easier to invite them to the loft now that they had made the first move.

    I looked at the audio-video setup in the den: today would be a good day to dismantle the system and box it all up to move it to the loft. There was too much value to leave it to some ham-fisted mover. Naturally, I’d forgotten to change my appointment with my A/V genius, so I sent him an email. It wasn’t a matter of life or death to have it set up right away.

    I went through the photos I took at the cottage finding one of a leaning White Pine tree missing many limbs growing out of the rock, surrounded by lake. I took this on the little island where we had our picnic. I printed an 8” x 10” of it, had another slug of coffee, and got the audio-video equipment boxes from the basement. Time to get the guys out of bed.

    I put Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon CD on, and played “Time” at a high volume setting. It worked. I got dirty looks from all of them. Geesh. Doesn’t anyone have a sense of humour? Some grabbed a quick shower while the others joined me in the den helping me pack the A/V system, and having coffee. When everyone was ready, I got the picture off the printer and we all piled into the Expedition.

    Helle, the lady from Denmark, greeted us warmly, putting tables together to seat all seven of us. We took over the lifting. It was just after seven o’clock, so they weren’t too busy. We all had the breakfast special, giving us the energy to fuel us for the entire day. Helle told me she worked in watercolours a lot so I showed her the picture of the pine tree asking her if she would like a commission to paint it. She beamed with excitement, so I gave her my number telling her I was moving downtown tomorrow but would be visiting the area until Thursday next week. I told her she could add a flag pole flying the gay flag if it didn’t mess up the picture. She gave us a broad, understanding smile, stating she had one of those flags in her apartment. I didn’t know if she was a lesbian or just supported gay rights. It didn’t matter. After our second cup of coffee, I paid, tipping her ten dollars and we went back to the house. We lowered the seats, turning it from a people mover to a stereo moving truck at the push of a button. We all helped load the A/V equipment. I found a hand truck in the garage, so we took that, as well as all but five steaks, and Vlad's phone charger. The mail man arrived about the same time, delivering the new undies I ordered for Danny and the toy for Jeff and I.

    I took Jesse and Danny with me, agreeing to meet Jeff and Josh at the loft. Jesse drove. He didn’t even think of it as driving on the wrong side of the road anymore. Although traffic was fairly heavy, it was moving well, and in no time we were at the loft. The new parking lot was now painted and in use, so I parked there and opened the garage door with my key for the boys to get their trucks inside. Jesse and I followed with the hand truck.

    The locker was just through the door and down a hall. I left the four of them to that task and took my truck to the loading platform at the rear. I checked out the moving room and rear door of the old original freight elevator, which had been thoughtfully retained and refurbished with electric gates, but still looked like an old warehouse freight elevator. They had added a new passenger elevator beside it. I took the freight elevator to the basement level and found the others hard at work, unloading the second truck.

    “Jeff, why don’t you park your truck in my spot and go to the loft so you can get started?” I said.

    “Good idea, Scott. Text me if you need any help,” he said.

    The four of us emptied Josh’s truck quickly and had it stacked neatly in the locker. After that was done, Josh parked his truck in my other space and we boarded the freight elevator to the main floor. Josh took the passenger elevator while the three of us unloaded my truck’s valuable contents into the freight elevator. I parked my truck in the visitors parking and we rode up to the top floor. We all grabbed some equipment and headed to PH1.

    “Holy fuck, you weren’t kidding about it being huge, Scott,” Danny exclaimed.

    I’ll give you the tour when we get all the audio stuff inside Danny,” I said.

    The hand truck came in handy moving the A/V receiver that weighed in at 70 lbs. That’s the weight of seven amplifiers putting out 175 watts continuous plus the case, power supply and computer to make it all work. Sure was a ball-buster. My A/V guy would bring the six new Magneplanar 3.7 ribbon speakers and one more Paradigm Seismic 110 subwoofer to complement the one I bought earlier in the Summer. It’s an amazing 10” sub with a built-in 850 watt RMS amplifier and a USB port to set the thing up correctly using a mic and computer. The $20,000 for speakers might sound excessive but would guarantee an unparalleled movie experience, and allow me to listen to real music as uncoloured as possible. My loft mates would be getting a lot for their $500 a month. I gave Danny the tour, including the outside area and spa, back in to the kitchen where I put the steaks in the freezer and fridge, up to the study area on the mezzanine and finally to the top floor with the bedrooms.

    “Is this going to be the size of our bed?” Danny asked.

    “Yeah, do you think there’ll be room for Josh and Jeff when they stay over?” I questioned.

    “Well, if it’s too crowded, I don’t mind taking Jeff to the guest bedroom,” he said.

    “Danny, I have first right of refusal,” I said as I hugged him, giving his fat package a squeeze.

    I showed him a closet and the shower room, bathrooms, and laundry.

    “Tomorrow evening, when the movers clear out, we can have a shower, grab a can of beer and sit in the whirlpool and soak our aches away,” I said.

    “Will Jeff and what’s his name be here?” Danny asked.

    “You mean Josh. It sounds like you have a preference for Jeff. I suspect they will be,” I said.

    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be disrespectful, it’s just that I’d never seen a guy with a dick as big as mine,” Danny said apologetically.

    We went out to the roof to look at the pool, sauna and deck. It was absolutely deserted. Danny was in awe of the whole place. We went downstairs and when we got to my foyer there was a knock at the door. The visitor was a beautiful young blond guy in running shorts, no shirt, smooth chest, and an athletic build.

    “Oh hi, I’m Kyle Kristensen from PH2. Are you the owner?” he said.

    “Sorry dude, I guess we’ve been making too much noise…?” I said.

    “No, not at all. I haven’t heard anything except your door closing. I just wanted to introduce myself. I heard there were young guys moving in so I thought I would say hi,” he said.

    “Scott Williams, and this is Danny. Won’t you come in for a minute, Kyle? I asked.

    “I don’t want to get in your way on moving day. I could come back tomorrow,” he said.

    “Actually, tomorrow is moving day. My carpenter and his friend are still finishing things for a few more days and helped us move some stuff in this morning, so come on in, Kyle, and I’ll give you the five minute tour,” I offered.

    “Sure, okay, shall I take off my shoes?” he asked.

    “Kyle, this is a construction site for the moment. When all the work is done and we get organized, it’ll be a shoe free zone with bare feet in the warmer weather and socks when it gets cold. Here’s the kitchen and this is my Aga range, ice maker, freezer and fridge,” I said.

    “Do you think the stove is big enough? He asked.

    “I hope so. There will be six of us living here, all between the ages of 18 and 20. We are all U of T students and all on the swim team. I suspect we will have the whole team over for beer busts so I guess we should invite you when we party so you won’t complain about the noise,” I said.

    “That would be fun. Actually, I’m from Rochester starting at the University of Rochester as a freshman, I’m eighteen and will be on the soccer team and living in residence. My grandfather died last year and I received a nice inheritance so I decided to invest in real estate. Toronto looked like a better place to make money and I can board the ferry and be here in a couple of hours. I have a private life here of which my parents are unaware. I feel stress free when I’m here. This building is close to the village and the university if I should ever decide to switch schools,” He explained in a slight upstate New York accent, more of an intonation, actually.

    I took him out to see the terraces and the whirlpool.

    “We’ll be soaking in it after practices and you’re invited, too. Let me introduce you to some of the others. Jesse, this is Kyle from next door. He is a footy player in New York State. Jesse played footy in Australia before moving here to take Kinesiology and exercise science. He hopes to be a coach some day. This is Jeff, my carpenter and his boyfriend Josh, who is an electrician. We are friends now, in fact they partied with us at my house last night and stayed over. He is building an elevated platform for a sitting area around the fireplace. Josh is installing outlets for lamps. Let’s go upstairs. This is the study mezzanine and at the top of the stairs we have the sleeping area,” I said.

    “What is this for?” he asked pointing at the bed platform.

    “To explain that, I have to tell you the six of us are polyamorous. We all love each other. This is the platform for the two king size beds that are coming this afternoon. Kyle, we all sleep together. I’m sorry if that’s TMI but you should know that if we become friends,” I admitted.

    “That’s incredible! How do you handle jealousy? It must be really rough. I know a little about this because I’m gay, too -- that’s the “private life” of which I referred,” he said, laughing.

    “We just won’t let it. We have something wonderful here. We enjoy when a couple of us get it on, often making out with them or giving them a back rub afterwards. The only tricky thing is that Jesse and I have taken it to a new level -- we are lovers, now, which hasn’t been a problem. We just have to see that it doesn’t undermine the big picture. So I presume you have a boyfriend, Kyle?” I asked.

    “Sadly, no. The harder I try, the more elusive it becomes. I’ve brought guys home, but they just want to fuck. I’m a little more romantic than that. I like cooking dinner for a guy, cuddling on the sofa while we watch a movie over a glass of wine, then shower together and do oral if we are really into each other, but the best part is sleeping in each other’s arms afterwards. Most guys take that as a sign I’m not interested in them. Honestly, I don’t go out that much because it seems it’s the same thing every time. Speaking of dinner, I’m sure you guys will be crazy busy tomorrow night. I’d like to cook spaghetti and have all of you for dinner. Would you let me do that?” he asked.

    “Kyle, that is a great offer. Are you sure you could handle all of us? If you do that, we are going to soak in the spa afterwards and would love for you to join us,” I countered.

    “That’s an offer I won’t refuse. I get together with a bunch of guys to play football, umm, soccer, and a nice soak after would be delightful. I’ll do the shopping today and get the sauce simmering so we can eat whenever you are ready. I’m back around 4:00 tomorrow and can give you guys a hand if you want. I’m so happy it isn’t some old stockbroker that made a zillion bucks and got a crib downtown so he could screw around, while his wife takes care of the family in the ‘burbs. That’s so wrong. I appreciate care, honesty, and respect. I guess I’m just old-fashioned,” he said.

    I showed him the closets, bathrooms, and shower, which blew him away. I opened the door to the roof deck. That’s when he realized the other building on the roof was my second floor. I gave him a hug, telling him I was happy to have a neat guy like him next door.

    “I’m sorry, Kyle, but I have so much to do today. One of my loft mates and teammates, Vlad, is in the hospital with leukemia. They might start him on chemo today, but in any event, I want to go see him and his doctor. I’m his legal guardian now. I’m hoping we can bring him home on Saturday for the weekend. We haven’t finished packing either, but I want to give you my cell,” I said.

    “Come next door and we can exchange, then I’m going for a run,” he said.

    His unit was nice, seeing as it was the second largest in the building, but was half the size of mine. It was Scandinavian uncluttered in decor and he kept it tidy. With his classic Nordic good looks and gorgeous hair that should be in a shampoo commercial, and his strong athletic body and legs like Jesse’s, he was a catch. He wouldn’t be single for long.


    I rounded up Jesse and Danny, got the hand truck, and we went to the office to get the padlock, keys, and title deed. We locked the locker and headed to the hospital. Vlad looked bored, telling us they were to give him chemo today. Jesse and Danny kissed him, saying how sorry they felt about it but remained positive.

    “Hey, you guys are all wearing Livestrong bracelets. Dudes, that’s so cool you are doing that,” he said.

    I reached into my pocket and pulled one out for Vlad and put it on his wrist.

    “Lance survived, so can you, hunklet,” I said, kissing him and handing him his phone charger.
    “You can use your cell here so keep in touch. Have you seen your doctor, today?” I asked.

    “Another doctor saw me last night and told me about the chemo, but no, I haven’t seen my doctor. I’m not looking forward to the chemo. It makes me sick and I don’t want it,” he said.

    “If you don’t want it, refuse it. In any event have your doctor call me,” I said.

    Poor Vlad was in good spirits but looked very pale. I ran my fingers through his hair and told him about our neighbour. I could tell by the tent in the sheets he liked blonds.

    “Do you want me to bring your laptop, babes?” I asked.
    I saw his eyes tearing so I told the others I would meet them in the hall in a few minutes.

    “I have a bad feeling that I wasted your money on the computer. Sorry if I sound gloomy, but I don’t see my ass in school any time soon,” he said.

    I couldn’t look at him. I wrapped my arms around him with the side of my face to his, and sobbed silently. He knew it. I was trying to stay strong for him but I was failing miserably.

    “You can take a couple of credits this semester….”

    “Nice try Scott. You are delusional. Give my laptop to Danny. If a miracle happens, I can get another one,” Vlad said.

    “Vlad, You are going to our first practice if I have to carry you. You don’t have to get in the pool. Besides, you can get a full refund if you drop out in the first couple of weeks. What I will do, is backup everything to a spare hard drive so when I get you a new one, it’ll be easy for me to transfer your files. You can use my iPad if you want. It is very light and easy to use,” I said.

    “Scott, I want to rest now. I’ll see you later with the rest of the gang,” he said, attempting to smile.

    I knocked on his doctor’s door, finding him there. I told the boys I would meet them in the lobby. I went in and sat down.

    “Doctor, if you had leukemia, would you have chemotherapy?” I asked.

    “Chemotherapy is the approved treatment, Scott,” he said.

    “You avoided my question. Would you….?”

    He leaned over and whispered in my ear, “If I even mention any alternative therapy, I could lose my license. If I had leukemia that re-occured after chemo, I would not. Can I write a note on your iPad?”

    I opened it, turned it on and started a note taking app, and passed it to him.

    He typed away on my screen for a couple of minutes and passed it back. It said mega vit c vit b17, vit d, iron, fresh air and sun -- no sunscreen, fresh fruit & veg, nat yogurt, exercise if he can, and then there was a web address.
    I stood up, thanked him and said that Vlad refuses chemo, and that I would take him home on Saturday. We shook hands and I saved the note.



    Our next stop was home. I sat down with the boys to tell them Vlad refused chemo but there are options. He will start on a form of vitamin therapy this afternoon and I’m picking him up Saturday. I’m sure they thought I was crazy. My A/V guy, Rafael phoned and set up the install for Friday night. I reminded him to bring the speakers, screen and projector, and to phone when he was on his way. This week was getting expensive. Oh well. At least I had nice friends to play in my sandbox.

    James and Robb accomplished so much. All the wine was on the back porch and they had moved most of the trash from the basement to the edge of the driveway at the front. This was garbage day. The five of us finished that chore, leaving the basement empty except for the work bench, which I was leaving. I remembered we had to change our address on our licenses and vehicle registration. This also meant I would have to add Robb and Jesse as occasional drivers on the insurance for the truck, so I got all my paperwork together and we drove the truck to the license office near the mall. I made a side trip to the health food store, buying the natural source vitamins then stopped at the post office to drop off my change of address card. Being close to my bank, I got some cash. On our return, I called the auto insurance company, explaining the move and additional drivers. They would cover them for the truck but not the car, which was fine with me. My home insurance policy needed to be switched, so I called the agent and told him we were officially moving Friday. The agent would have his son phone to make an appointment to come and appraise and measure the loft. Danny was thrilled with the new undies I bought for him over the internet. He even modeled them for us. He should do that for a living. I took pictures.

    We loaded the wine and anything else that was easy to move or fragile into the truck. I remembered the new bedsheets and pillow cases. James and Robb headed downtown with me. I picked up more beer, which wasn’t technically fragile, but at least it would be there and be cold. Robb drove; I sat in the middle so I could rest a hand on both their inner thighs on the way down. We backed into the loading dock, unloaded, and I parked the Expedition in the visitors area. By the time I got to the moving room, they had everything on the freight elevator, so we took it up to PH1. We stacked the cartons in an out of the way place in the kitchen area. To my surprise, the platform structure was complete. Jeff was cutting the plywood for the stairs on the terrace to minimize sawdust inside.

    “Your designer guy brought the blinds and what looks like a huge bag of jeans; also the beds came. Josh is in the bedroom installing blinds now. I had a good talk with Bryan. He told me a little about the project. Scott, I could definitely handle the job if I get along with his associate and it would kick-start my career. I have the carpet guy coming tomorrow morning. Oh, and I came up with another idea that could save you time and money for the shoe storage. I can buy shelving units from IKEA,” he said.

    “Jeff, I appreciate you trying to move the project along and save me some money but I really want it done properly by you, custom,” I said.

    We dashed upstairs and saw the beds together on the platform: we put the sheets and the duvet on the bed and it looked sensational in the darkened room, so we rolled around on it looking sexy. Robb made some small talk with Josh. They giggled.

    As I was in a hurry to see Vlad, we didn’t stick around. We found a good parking spot close to the entrance, hopped out and went up to his room, my bag of vitamins in hand. Vlad was watching TV for a change. He got a hug and kiss from all of us. I poured him a cup of water and dispensed his vitamins.

    “Take these every morning when you eat. This one is vitamin C and it’s chewable. Try to have one of these every hour. I talked to your doctor and told him I wouldn’t approve chemo for you and that I would pick you up on Saturday, so buddy, with a little bit of luck, you won’t be back here. When you get home, you are going to relax, stress free, lay out in the sun, eat well, go for walks and with a bit of luck and a lot of love, get better,” I said.

    He grabbed my hand and with amazing strength pulled me to him, hugging and kissing me. His change in attitude made all the difference in the world. The funeral parlor atmosphere evaporated. The others talked normally about what they were doing and how well the loft was progressing.

    “Baby, the bed is made up now and looks awesome, but tomorrow the platform will be carpeted, tomorrow night we sleep in it, and Saturday night we get to show how much we missed you,” James said.


    The drive home felt more carefree. We sang along with the radio and I avoided thinking about what had to be done. When we got home, the trash was gone and Jesse and Danny were completing packing the crystal and good china. I called a time out and we had a beer in the back yard. I was going to miss that back yard. Ya right, like a hole in the head. The better part of twenty years mowing a half acre of lawn isn’t something I needed to cherish.

    “So Danny, are you going to model your undies again for us?” I asked.

    “I wasn’t, smooth talker, but you talked me into it,” he giggled.

    Cute Danny, the boy we all loved, brought out Vlad’s boom box and played an old recording by the David Rose Orchestra called The Stripper. It’s the original bump and grind stripper song. Danny did a great job of teasing us as he stripped. When he got to his undies he pulled them down a little then let them back up as he danced closely around us. Then he would be about an arm’s length away and pull them down showing his pert butt, but when someone reached to grab him, he deftly stepped out of the way. He kept it up till the tune was over, restarted it and continued like a lap dancer, jerking his huge cock until someone tried to touch it, then he moved just far enough away so we couldn’t touch him.

    He was actually making us crazy with frustration. We were all hard. Finally, James jumped and grabbed Danny, holding him around his waist while Robb pulled his undies off. Jesse sucked him down to the root, making me so horny I pulled Robb’s clothes off and went down on his hard cock. Everything deteriorated from there, nobody caring whose cock was in their mouth. We switched around often so I presume we all had a shot at everyone. I ended up sucking Jesse as he sucked me, although I think this was more by good fortune rather than good management. We gave each other an ample supply of our love fluid as we listened to the others moaning. We ended up kissing and sharing. Danny received our compliments for a strip tease well done.


    We felt like we needed a longer break so, after getting us all another beer, Jesse suggested having dinner a bit early, so we could finish packing after dinner, and hopefully get to bed early and be at the restaurant at seven in the morning; the movers would be there around eight-thirty. Robb fixed the salad while Jesse handled the barbie duties, as usual. This would be our last supper at the old house.

    to be continued ...

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    Whew! I'm exhausted just Reading that!

    Things be Moving, in more ways than one!

    I don't think I ever had that much Energy even when I was (once, a LONG time ago) their age!

    MORE, Please!

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    Chaz,
    I can relate! LOTS of goings on - with a mind like a steel trap for details and being on task.

    They even managed to stay away from each others' parts to get real work done, lol.


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

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    Its not fair, because as Kyle ( the new guy), says how difficult it is to have a friendly relationship with gay guys. But at nearly every chapter of the Swim Team, Scott find a new friend. So the question is : " How does he manage that ? I am jealous lol

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    Quote Originally Posted by Calagang View Post
    Its not fair, because as Kyle ( the new guy), says how difficult it is to have a friendly relationship with gay guys. But at nearly every chapter of the Swim Team, Scott find a new friend. So the question is : " How does he manage that ? I am jealous lol
    Kyle is a little "old fashioned". He wants romance to happen first. Let's see how important that is for him as the story develops. Scott is a slut, by comparison. He seizes the moment!

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    A new chapter will be posted tomorrow. In the mean time, here is a glimpse of a couple of the boys managing stress.
    [ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzZNuzOFG3M&feature=mfu_in_order&list=UL[/ame]

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    Chapter thirty-one


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    Previously ....
    We felt like we needed a longer break so, after getting us all another beer, Jesse suggested having dinner a bit early, so we could finish packing after dinner, and hopefully get to bed early and be at the restaurant at seven in the morning; the movers would be there around eight-thirty. Robb fixed the salad while Jesse handled the barbie duties as usual. This would be our last supper at the old house.


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    Jesse talked the others into trying their Porterhouse steaks ‘blue rare’.

    “Mates, if you really don’t like it like that, I’ll be happy to toss them back on for a couple of minutes. Just try it first and decide,” Jesse said.

    The salad was great, the potatoes were, well they were potatoes, but the steaks were to die for. Jesse even fried some portobello mushrooms on the side burner. I needed to load up on these steaks before the house sale was completed. I couldn’t see me coming back to this area for any reason. Much to my surprise nobody wanted their steak done a little more. It was ‘rare’ to find everyone at the table having blue rare. The Australian Shiraz was a perfect compliment to the meal. We finished off what was left of the ice cream. Jesse left the barbie on high throughout the meal to burn off the grease, following up with a scrub with the wire brush. A few more minutes burned everything clean, the grille was turned off and the gas line unplugged. This stainless steel beauty is going with us for many more happy meals, the kind for big boys.

    Robb was really organized and had us packing up everything except the fridge contents. He left the library to me. The refrigerator wasn’t very big but was stainless and was energy star. The purchaser agreed to let it go, in exchange for the lawn mower and miscellaneous gardening tools, as he was going to rip out the kitchen that mom and dad had installed. He was going upscale with top of the line cabinetry, granite tops, heated slate flooring, appliances and the ubiquitous island. That meant we would have a new beer fridge.

    “If we get up real early, can we go to the restaurant for breakfast,” James asked.

    “I’d like that but we need to be there at 7:00,” I cautioned.

    Our work was complete. We took showers. Jesse and I didn’t fool around; I don’t think the others did either. We were sufficiently well fed, tired and apprehensive so going to bed meant spooning and sleeping. Six-thirty came early enough. We stripped the bedsheets and ran them through the laundry, then got dressed and headed to the restaurant. Helle was happy to see us because she painted the picture yesterday. As we were enveloped in the smell of fresh ground coffee, she brought the painting to me.

    “Sorry, no rainbow flag. I started with one, and thought it didn’t look so good so I start over. I like this; I hope you also do but if you don’t, I will keep it,” she said.

    “Helle, it is beautiful. It is like a group of seven painting only more appealing to the imagination. I can almost smell the suntan lotion and pine needles. We picnicked on that little island and lay on our rainbow towels, soaking up the sun. How much do I owe you?”

    “Is forty dollars too much?”

    I gave her one hundred. She needed to realize her artistry was worth it. When she tried to argue, I covered my ears.

    We got back with time to spare. James said his goodbyes and headed up North. I checked my email, getting good news from my Apple guy. Danny’s laptop was there now so I emailed back saying I would pick it up. Robb put the sheets in the dryer, then we all carried small fragile things to the truck. The recycling guys came to remove the old beer fridge, pumping the refrigerant into a tank. When the truck was full, Jesse eased it out of the driveway, parking it on the street. I parked the convertible there too, and not a moment too soon because the big tractor-trailer moving van arrived, backing in so it could be loaded from the back and side. The crew consisted of 4 pretty fit guys, who gave us the wardrobe boxes. The only thing left for us was to clear out the closets, transferring the contents into the wardrobe boxes. Once that was done I hopped in my car, and headed to the butcher to order more steaks.

    “Hey, do you have anymore of those Porterhouse steaks? They were terrific.”

    “Yessir, How many would you like?”

    “One hundred!”

    “No can do, sir. I think I have enough to make you, say fifty-five to sixty-five but I can order more for next week.”

    “Please cut as many as you can, and wrap them in freezer paper in packages of three. I will come in when I head downtown to pick them up. We can talk about ordering more depending on the actual amount. I’ll be back when the movers finish loading the truck,” I said.

    I went home, realizing I hadn’t packed up my computer so I did that and carried all the components to the car. I asked the movers to get Robb’s desk from the garage. Jesse and I disconnected the washer and dryer. The mover got paid by the hour. The sooner they loaded and unloaded, the sooner we could be having dinner and the inaugural soak in the spa with Kyle. He seemed like such a nice boy, and very easy on the eyes. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t curious about the parts I didn’t see -- yet. I wondered if all blond guys have blond pubes. I hoped he didn’t shave them all off, because I would just have to ask him then. I’m not shy.

    “Robb, Danny - there is no reason for you guys to stay here while they finish loading. Take the truck to the loft and unload it. One more thing. I’m paying Josh and Jeff by the hour so remember, they are coming for dinner tomorrow and will bring their toothbrushes. If that’s too subtle, leave the sex until tomorrow night!” I said.

    It was easy for Robb to leave; I wondered how I would feel about it. After all, I lived there since I was a few days old. Jesse and I checked the basement to make sure nothing was left behind. There wasn’t so I took the opportunity to swap spit with Jesse. That boy could kiss. Time got totally distorted when we kissed: it either stood still or whizzed past. Today it was whizzing. The only clue I had was the size of the wet spots on our pants. We pulled our shirts out in an attempt to conceal. Luckily Jesse was wearing board shorts with a wild pattern and I had my new jeans on so it wasn’t that obvious. When we got back upstairs, they brought in the appliance dolly for the washer, dryer, fridge and barbeque. The other two guys were loading the beds. I’m sure if they knew what we did on them in the past two weeks they would have refused. A close check of the house confirmed everything was on the truck. The mailman would have been there by now, so I knew my address change was in effect. As the movers were ready to move out, I closed the garage door and locked up the house. They told me they would knock off for a half-hour for lunch and would see me at the loft.

    It felt strange leaving but knew the feeling would go away when I saw my stuff in its new setting. Jesse sensed my emotional attachment, giving my knee a squeeze.

    “You are going to be so happy when the dust clears, and you can fill your home with the unmistakable aroma of turkey roasting in one of the ovens.”

    Damn, Jesse was good. He pressed all my buttons as usual. We grabbed a shopping cart each and headed back to see the butcher who was very happy to see my friend with the rump, Jesse.

    “Oh, say, I have jumbo shrimp on sale today. How were the ones you got a couple of weeks ago? he asked in an obvious attempt to stall Jesse’s departure.

    “Perfect, mate. Your marinade made the difference. Maybe we should do a surf & turf,” Jesse said looking at me for a sign of veto.

    “You heard my boyfriend. I guess we should get sixteen. Our first dinner will be for eight,” I said.

    To make sure we got really nice ones, Jesse dropped his pen on the floor and bent over at the waist to pick it up. I watched the butcher’s eyes. Yup. He was mesmerized by Jesse’s ass.

    “How many steaks were you able to cut?”

    “Sixty-two, so I wrapped the 2 separately. Do you want me to order more for you?”

    “Sure, how about fifty, wrapped in pairs? I will be in next Thursday but I should get your phone number in case the date changes,” I said.

    “Here’s the store phone number and this is my cell. I live in the village in the round building.”

    “Oh, you mean Vaseline Towers?” I asked.

    He laughed saying he understood it got that nickname the year it was built about 40 years ago and is known everywhere as that. I told him we weren’t very far from there and when we got better organized I would ask him over for a beer. He pushed his cart around to the front of the counter so we could load the steaks in our carts while he took care of the shrimp. Jesse started on a full shop as we were pretty well out of everything. The butcher mentioned he was having pork loin chops on sale next week so I ordered twenty-four. I picked up some fresh lean ground beef and bought a couple of pounds of Vienna franks -- the ones with real meat in a skin casing which were perfect for Coney Island hot dogs. I thanked him very much, telling him we had to fly because the moving truck might get there before us. He said in future if we need anything, perhaps he could deliver it to us on his way home. I thanked him and caught up with Jesse, in the check-out line.


    We arrived at the Mac store with barely enough space in the convertible for the laptop. My blue-grey eyed twinky techie rang it up for me and volunteered to help set up the network on his day off. I told him that would be great and that I needed to order a Thunderbolt 12 Terabyte RAID storage system for all of our backups but was moving into our new loft now so I would talk to him later about that. The next stop was home. The loft. I would have to get used to calling it home, not the loft. We pulled into the loading dock and texted Robb to come down with the hand truck. We unloaded the car onto the platform as Robb arrived, loading the food onto the hand truck. It was a pain in the ass; carrying the bags onto the freight elevator was faster. I parked my car out front and joined the boys, taking our load up. As soon as it was unloaded I returned the elevator to the loading dock to be there for the movers.

    Jesse loaded the freezer as Robb put away the other groceries. Jeff was working on the shelving for shoe storage, prefabricating it on the terrace. The carpet installer had the fireplace platform carpeted and was upholstering the stairs that surrounded it on three sides. He was picky, making sure he did it perfectly. I told Jeff the A/V guy was doing the install tonight and needed quiet at the end of the setup.

    “Not a problem, Scott. We are ahead of schedule. I think I can get everything finished tomorrow. Josh and I want to go out tonight so I will be gone by six or sooner.”

    “Will you guys join us for dinner and a soak and help break in the new bed tomorrow night?” I asked.

    “Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he said with an evil grin on his handsome chiseled face. I wish I could pull off the day’s growth look on my face like Jeff, but it made me look stupid. On him, it was irresistible.

    Robb was really clever with the packing. He put all those things you take for granted in a carton; toilet paper, my cheque book, towels, felt feet for furniture legs, Kleenex™, bandages, a few bottles of water and a multi-bit screwdriver. Everyone had their own special skills. Jesse spread out the steaks out evenly in the drawers of the freezer so they would freeze faster. I spent money.

    The knock at the door was the movers with the lawn furniture. It figures that Jeff was working outside to be out of the way, so naturally, we had to get in his way to get the chaise lounges, table and chairs and the gas grille outside. I had them place the beer fridge inside beside the patio doors. Perhaps I would move it outside in the spring for the season. I parked myself by the door to direct the movers with each piece that came in. I rolled my eyes when they carried in one of the beds and asked where to put it. I decided I would show them. I closed the door to our room while I removed the beds from the platform. They didn’t need us pushing our lifestyle choice in their faces. It was okay for daddy to hold his little girls hand and for mommy to be pregnant. That was totally different, wasn’t it?

    They brought the wardrobe boxes upstairs so I had them hang the clothing in all six closets. Naturally, Vlad’s clothing was directed to his extra special closet. The coats and jackets from the hall closets ended up in mine and Vlad’s for the time being, until Jeff finished. The movers took the empty wardrobe boxes away.

    The platform was almost done. The leather sofas were the first items loaded so he had lots of time to finish it. Kyle popped in to make sure everything was going okay, and if we were still on for tonight.

    “We are running a bit ahead of schedule. Why not stop in after your game? The movers might be gone then. Perhaps we could start with a shower and a soak. The only conflict is my A/V installer is coming tonight so I will have to open up for him. He is best left to work on his own. I don’t even know if he will put it all where I planned it. The only thing I know is he won’t make any compromises to the sound or picture quality. I don’t want him to. Also I don’t want to be here; if he got mad, he swore in Spanish. His motto was “the customer is always wrong.” Kyle had a good laugh over that.

    I went back to directing traffic. Robb’s desk went to the mezzanine, looking lonesome. The boys had piled all of the odds and ends in the storage areas under the stairs out of the way for now. There was a lull as the movers went down for another load so I called Vlad.

    “City morgue. You kill ‘em, we chill ‘em.”

    “Sounds like my twink is feeling better today,” I said.

    “I’m awesome. I was so depressed thinking about chemo, It’s a relief finding you didn’t insist I do it.”

    “Baby, when it comes down to being kept alive for a few more months of life with no quality, I did for you what I would do for myself; chose quality, not quantity and even the quantity is highly debatable.”

    “I’ve been walking up and down the halls and feeling pretty good. How are things at the loft?” he asked.

    “We are running ahead of schedule. The carpet guy is finishing the fireplace platform, Jeff is working on shoe storage on the terrace and I’m directing traffic. We are going to Kyle’s, the boy next door from Rochester for dinner after we inaugurate the Jacuzzi. He is really a nice guy and really good looking. He is a bit of a Jesse type only blond, and plays soccer to boot. One more thing; I got Danny his new Mac Book Pro today, so yours is sitting here waiting for you when you get back tomorrow,” I said.

    “Plays soccer to boot? Scott, like you are so bad!

    “Hun, I’ll be there to check you out by noon. Be sure to tell your doctor. By the way Jeff and Josh are coming for a special dinner,
    soak, and to stay the night. I hope you don’t mind sharing the bed,” I said.

    The movers lugged the library furniture to the mezzanine. I had them unroll a large rug in the media area on the main floor. This is where I wanted the audio to go, and where I had the wiring for it. The speaker cables were overhead and would hang down behind each speaker. I didn’t want to be tripping over them. It was time for me to set up my computer, the modem and router to see if Rodgers got it right. I didn’t hold out much hope. Surprisingly, everything worked. I got an email from Ted, thanking me for offering help with his nephew, who would be contacting us soon. I sent one back saying “don’t mention it” and broke into an evil laugh when I hit ‘send’.

    The hammering stopped downstairs. I went down to see the carpeted fireplace platform. I found the vacuum cleaner and sucked the fluff and fuzz off it, leaving it immaculate. I was bored so I vacuumed the big rug too. It’s easy without furniture on it. The carpet guy took his tools and the rest of the carpet to the bedroom.

    The dining room and living room furniture came next. The space was looking larger with furniture in it to give it scale. I went up to the guest suite with the two queen beds we had been using for the past two weeks. They looked small in that suite even with the two dressers and chair. The “lets get it on alone” room, or center bedroom looked good with the two double beds from my old room. I did a mental calculation assuming the beds were pushed together, there was room for the whole team to sleep over. If they weren’t all gay now, they would be after such a sleep-over.

    The movers were bringing up many cartons of books from the library. They would have to stay in cartons for the time being. I found the desk contents carton and retrieved the vegemite from it, hiding it in a kitchen cupboard. I checked on Jeff who was close to completion of the shelving prefabrication. I opened the whirlpool, checked the chemistry, adding a chlorine puck to the ‘duck’ that floated on the surface and noticed the water temperature was 90ºF so I turned it up to 105ºF and covered it again.

    I went back in as they were coming in with the leather furniture from the den. I found the two cartons with the lamps so once they brought the tables in, I placed the lamps and plugged them in. I got the remote control for the fireplace off the mantel, sat down and turned it on. Beautiful! The view of downtown was fantastic. The other boys interrupted the unpacking to come over and sit. We all got a chance to play with the remote, eventually shutting it off as the A/C was on.

    To be continued ...



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    When I first read this chapter, I was running a bit low on Time, and fully intended to cum back and reply! Well ... as "They" say ... "The road to Hell is paved with good intentions!"

    SO ... Here I finally am (again), and I'd like to say I truly did enjoy this chapter!

    It's good to get to know more about the Guy's Lives, what they are up to, how they're coping, and it doesn't ALWAYS have to be about SEX!

    Of course, the Sex doesn't Hurt! Or, at least it's not supposed to, after the first few minutes/seconds, or so!

    SO ... Thank You! for that most interesting fill-in! And, of course, looking forward to MORE!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Previously ....
    I went back in as they were coming in with the leather furniture from the den. I found the two cartons with the lamps so once they brought the tables in, I placed the lamps and plugged them in. I got the remote control for the fireplace off the mantel, sat down and turned it on. Beautiful! The view of downtown was fantastic. The other boys interrupted the unpacking to come over and sit. We all got a chance to play with the remote, eventually shutting it off as the A/C was on.

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    “Mr. Williams, we are finished now,” said the mover foreman.

    “That didn’t take as long as I figured.”

    “It was easy loading at the house and having that huge freight elevator cut at least an hour off it,” he said.

    “You guys want a beer?”

    Jesse pulled four out of the fridge before they answered. The smiles on their faces answered the question. We all had one too. The guys worked hard and were careful. Nothing was broken, which was a miracle for Tippit and Scratchit Moving & Storage. I plugged the beer fridge in as it had been sitting for a couple of hours. It started up normally so Jesse put a case of beer in it. The foreman gave me the bill and I gave him my credit card. I could pay by cheque but this way I got air miles. The movers took off quickly after they finished their beers.

    It was quiet now except for the carpet guy’s electric stapler upstairs. With the furniture in place, I could hardly hear the air conditioning. I finished my beer so I took the vacuum upstairs; I was busting to see how the bed platform was coming along. When I got there he was packing up his tools.

    “I have a small piece left over. If you want, I can take it and have it bound for a rug,” he said.

    It was the right size for a small rug for in front of the fireplace and would be a nice place to sit and look at the fire with Kyle and have some brandy. I mean Jesse. Why did I say Kyle?

    “Okay. Can you make it to put here, with some underpad?” I asked, indicating the area.

    “Sure, no problem. I can get it back to you in a few days.”

    The platform looked immaculate. He did good work. I fired up the vacuum and got as much fluff off it as possible and opened a window to vent the off-gassing from the new carpet. I cleaned the rugs in the other two rooms while I had the vacuum up here, opening another window a little for cross ventilation.

    My return to the main floor found the guys helping Jeff bring in the shelving units he built.

    “I think I have time to put these in place in the foyer today so they will be out of the way if one of you helps me,” he said.

    “Okay mate, I’ll help,” Jesse said.

    “I’m going to move my stuff into my closet. You guys can do that whenever you want,” I said.

    We all located our gym bags, taking them upstairs. Danny tossed his in an empty closet because he only had what was in his gym bag. I had my clothes in a closet in the middle bedroom and moved Jesse’s to the closet beside mine. I emptied the dresser contents into the built-in dresser in my closet. I found Danny’s new computer and gave it to him, suggesting he open it and plug it in to charge the battery. He gave me a kiss and a hug. After doing that he brought up a couple of cartons of towels taking them to the cupboard in the laundry room.

    “We didn’t want to come empty handed. These cartons are marked “laundry room”,” Jeff said.

    Jesse had a couple of cartons too, so they took them in. Jeff noticed the movers hadn’t hooked up the laundry equipment and volunteered to do that, while Danny and Robb moved the beds onto the platforms, located the mattress covers, the bags of pillows and made the bed. It was so cool! When Jeff finished connecting the washer and dryer, I turned on the heated floor to ‘low’ so when we showered, any moisture on the floor would evaporate quickly. Due to the size of our loft, we had separate heat pumps for the main floor and the bedroom level. While I shared the bed with five teenaged swimmers, the bedroom wouldn’t have to be heated very much in the winter. The air conditioning would be another matter. I found the beach towels.

    “I’m done Scott. What time works for you tomorrow?” Jeff asked.

    “Nine is good if that works for you. Don’t forget, I want that pine wine cooler covered in stainless steel laminate to blend in with the kitchen. Is it okay to load the wine in it now?” I asked.

    “Sure, you can fill it. I’ll bring you a couple of filters for your heat pumps. There were some left over. They cost a fortune but should last a year. The thermostats will show a message when it’s time to replace them,” he said.

    I went downstairs with Jeff, stopping to hang the towels over the knee wall and finding the “toy” I got for us to try. He was getting a little excited seeing it but was interrupted by a knock at the door. It was Kyle looking very hot after his game. He came in as I said goodbye to Jeff.

    “We just got everything under control upstairs so we are ready to try out the shower before we soak. Care to join us?”

    “I was hoping you would ask. That looks like a badass shower you have. Do I need a swimsuit for the whirlpool?” he asked.

    “They aren’t allowed. Anything that’s been through a washer has traces of detergent and phosphates that screw up the chemistry of the water. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it,” I said.

    He smiled and gave me a wink, following me upstairs. “I think we all stink after working so hard today. We should toss our clothes right in the washer. Do you want yours done too, Kyle?”

    I guess he did because when he stripped down to nothing he picked up his clothes and tossed them into the washer. He wasn’t shy. He had no reason to be. And he really was blond. This was going to be fun.



    I went in first to initially set the water temperature and familiarize myself with the controls, then shut it off while the others got in. Five was about the maximum for the shower comfortably. With the glass door closed, I turned on the water again so everybody could get wet. Jesse and I squeezed some shower gel in our hands and went to work on Kyle’s back and chest, working up a good lather. Jesse continued so I worked on Jesse’s back, thinking to myself how similar their bodies were. Kyle obviously enjoyed the pampering and washed Jesse’s chest. It was hot to watch, so I became a voyeur, washing myself. We all got a little excited. Kyle was nicely muscled, and well adapted to playing soccer with his strong quad muscles like Jesse’s. He was a natural blond, for sure! I suspected he would be an excellent skier with those powerful thighs.

    They washed their own private parts. Perhaps the barriers would be relaxed after a good soak and dinner with wine. Robb’s testosterone level appeared to be on the high side according to the angle of his dangle. Danny had a semi. Kyle was average, and cut which surprised me. I figured he would be uncut. I doubted anyone would kick him out of bed for eating cookies. He looked so cute with his key around his neck, reminding me of Vlad. I demonstrated the body jets, which were more powerful than the ones in the house.

    Having finished showering, we all stepped out onto the warm slate floor and toweled ourselves. Kyle’s long blond hair was complemented by the yellow towel over his shoulders. We headed out to the whirlpool on the terrace stopping briefly to get cans of beer. When we were all in, and accustomed to the hot water, I turned on the pump, sending bubbly water gushing out of the jets.

    “To my terrific neighbours; who could ask for any better?” Kyle proposed.

    “I’ll drink to that,” Robb said, thunking beer cans with Kyle, and then all of us with each other.

    It had been an arduous task for me. I don’t know how I thought I could manage all of the move related tasks alone. Deciding to take Robb in as a roommate was one of my better decisions. This place would be kind of lonely without the boys. They were worth their weight in gold in the past few days.

    Kyle told us about his grandfather’s ski manufacturing business in Norway. It was actually started before the second World War. He made the best skis in the country and supplied the Norwegian army. He was able to ramp up production for military use during the war, and has been a key supplier ever since. When ski boots started to be made of plastic, they got into that as well, eventually moving production to Japan because of high tax rates in Norway. Around the time snowboarding was starting, they spent vast sums of money on research and development, and market research. It indicated North America was the hot market for this product so his grandfather turned the snowboard business over to Kyle’s dad who located in Rochester, New York. He got a tax break for the new venture as Xerox and Kodak were downsizing. Kyle told us he enrolled for business with the idea of eventually taking over the family business.

    His dad did things right. He personally held the patent for the snowboard manufacturing technology rather than the company holding it. Traveling from Rochester to Norway was getting to be too much and grandpa was getting old so it was decided to sell the ski business. It was acquired by an Austrian manufacturer who also signed an agreement allowing Kyle’s dad to be the exclusive North American distributor. The ski boot business was Kyle’s dads. Grandpa made an enormous amount of money on the sale of the ski business. In addition, He retained ownership of the factory and office buildings, leasing them back to the Austrian company. This is how Kyle got a million dollars when he turned 18 and had another million coming at 21.

    Kyle had a way of holding everyone’s attention even though I’m sure the topic was boring for the others. It wasn’t because of his fantastic body either. He was very well spoken for an eighteen year old. I expected he would become more fun as the evening progressed. The water was really hot so we got out for awhile to lie on the chaises. Jesse got us a refill. Kyle’s penis was pretty happy which had a contagious effect. We were so used to seeing each other hard that we didn’t think much about it. Kyle was in Rome doing what the Romans do and didn’t attempt to cover his erection, which suited us just fine. Like I said, he had a great body, and the addition of a perfect, hard, cut cock was the icing on the cake. I don’t know if Freud was at work but I got up and brought out a bowl of cashews. Delicious nuts, they are.

    I ran upstairs and tossed the washed load into the dryer. Fuck, I couldn’t even do that without there being some sexual connotation. For some reason, I went to my computer and checked Apple stock. I was amazed to see I had made a paper gain of $589,000 so far this month but quickly put it out of my head. Meh, it’s just a paper gain.

    Meanwhile, the boys had gotten back in after their cool down cycle. Naturally, I joined them and started giving Jesse a foot massage.

    “I see Jesse, you have your boyfriend well trained,” Kyle said.

    “Mate, we all do stuff like that for each other. Scott gives great back massages so I hope he gives me one tonight. We didn’t even have sex last night so I’m so horny I could fuck a kangaroo,” he said.

    “I think we are all looking forward to having a marvy time in our new bed tonight although it’ll seem empty again without Vlad and James,” Robb said.

    “You guys have all the luck. You all seem to love each other, enjoy touching and making love to each other. I get to hug my Teddy bear and jerk off. I’m not complaining though. I’d be happier if I could just share a bed and listen to a guy breathing and falling asleep with his arms around me,” he said.

    “Kyle, sit here with your back to me and I’ll give you a brief back rub,” I said.

    I gave him a deep tissue massage, working some knots out of his shoulders and neck. Everybody tells me I give good ones. Honestly, I enjoy giving one just as much as they like getting one, if the guy has broad shoulders and a small waist, so much the better. Kyle was like that plus he had smooth skin.
    “I’ll give you a full body massage some time but it’s awkward in the whirlpool, besides I’m thirsty,” I said.

    “You had me purring like a kitten. Thanks.”

    It was time for another cool down so we got out and laid on the chaises, getting the afternoon rays. Danny brought us all a beer. We chilled, talking about our dreams for school, and the swim team. I suggested we get back in for a few more minutes. I massaged Jesse’s other foot as we soaked away the tensions of the day. It was time to get out, shower and get dressed for Kyle’s dinner party before we turned into prunes. Raphael was coming to install the entertainment system too. We showered again and dressed in nice warm clothes right from the dryer. Kyle tried out the bed, so we all got on it, showing how massive it was for 5 people. Robb cuddled up behind Kyle, throwing an arm around him.

    “I could get used to that. It feels so good,” Kyle said.

    Danny and I got off the bed which was Robb’s clue to get up as well. Kyle reluctantly got up also. I looked at my iPhone seeing it was close to six. I helped Jesse find some wine for the spaghetti fest. Just then Raphael knocked on the door.

    “Hola, You guys gonna help me bring everything up? Scott, you got the big Magneplanar 3.7’s. I’m dying to hear them. This system will kick ass, man,” he said.

    “Kyle, we can handle all this. We will be over shortly. You can take this wine,” I said.


    We helped unload his truck and easily got it all in one load. The speakers were packed one pair to a carton weighing one hundred and twenty-five pounds. They were seventy-one inches high and two feet wide. The sub, projector, screen, laptop, mic and toolbox were nothing in comparison to the speakers.

    “Shit man, I see why you got the big ones. This is a big room. I’ll get it going as best I can tonight but we might need to do some fine tuning another time,” he said.

    “There is a sixteen foot ladder outside if you need it. Do you need my help because we are going to be next door in PH2?” I said.

    “No, get out of my way. If I need you, I will come to get you,” he said.

    We went to Kyle’s, entering what smelled like an Italian restaurant. I really did like his contemporary furnishings and the way his loft was laid out with the kitchen and powder room close to the entrance. His dining area was between the outside wall and the bar. The dining table was frosted glass with a blue cast rather than the usual green. The base was black marble with green and white streaks in it. The chairs were classic Parsons style done in black leather. The area to the right as you entered was his living area and featured a tuxedo style sofa, love-seat and chair. The coffee table matched the dining table. There were two comfy looking overstuffed arm chairs on the north wall by a window with a table and floor lamp between them. I had a mental image of him casually dressed in shorts and no shirt, sitting there reading after playing soccer. A long cabinet sat on the east wall. A contemporary rug covered the floor in the living area. This is where Kyle seated us. Either he had remarkable taste for a college freshman or he hired a designer.

    “I’m sorry, I can’t even offer you a beer because I’m only 18 and can’t legally buy it,” Kyle said.

    “Hell, dude, that’s not a problem, I’ll go next door and get some, I said.

    And I did. As he was handing them out I told him I had to go to the beer store tomorrow and if he needed anything to let me know. His loft had a warm feel in spite of its modern appearance. He brought out cheese and crackers to start on and excused himself to boil water for the spaghetti.

    “Have you seen anybody around PH3, Kyle?”

    “No, but I’ve heard it’s an older couple who live at their cottage May to October and at their condo in Florida December to March. During the school year I’ll only be here for breaks and most weekends, so you almost have the whole floor to yourself. Judging by the size of your speakers, that’s a good thing,” he said.

    to be continued ...



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    Almost ALL moved in and ready to go!

    As they settle in next door for some pasta and good company, the new digs get wired for sound in a BIG way.

    Loved the clean up after all the hard work - rub a dub dub.

    And, ANd, AND . . . the new platform is done, the beds are in place and made -
    And our new next door neighbor is lonely all by himself, next door . . .

    As the boy on the Mazda commercial is famous for - Vroom Vroom, lol



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    Another great chapter, sheep!

    Your attention to detail paints a very nice mental image. It's almost like being there in person!

    Had I been there, though, I seriously doubt "Animal" could have behaved himself! Not with all those 'hawt' naked Guys around!

    NOW ... Stop reading THIS, and get to the Next chapter!! (Zoom! ZOOM!!)

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    I've written ch 33 already. Be sure to have a supply of large clean towels at hand when you read it.

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    Previously ....
    “Have you seen anybody around PH3, Kyle?”

    “No, but I’ve heard it’s an older couple who live at their cottage May to October and at their condo in Florida December to March. During the school year I’ll only be here for breaks and most weekends, so you almost have the whole floor to yourself. Judging by the size of your speakers, that’s a good thing,” he said.


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


    Kyle went back to do some more preparation in the kitchen. It was nice having the kitchen so close to the living area or lounge as they call it in the UK and Australia but since he had some really neat looking Italian bar stools we gravitated there to be with him. He was making a salad, cutting a French stick, mixing olive oil and herbs to make a dip for the bread, and grating Asiago cheese. As the water was boiling, he put the spaghetti noodles in the water, bringing it to a boil again. He got me to open the wine. As they cooked, he set the table, lit the candles, and dimmed the Italian lighting over the table. He placed the noodles on the special plates that were deep in the center like bowls, and ladled his meat balls and sauce over. We each grabbed one and Kyle seated us at the table, placing Robb at the head of the table. Kyle sat to his side.

    “Guys, pass the bread, oil, salad and cheese around and help yourselves. I hope you like it. Spaghetti is the first thing I ever made, and it got me interested in cooking,” Kyle said.

    “Bud, its fantastic. We had breakfast at 7:00 this morning and have done an enormous amount of work today with no lunch,” I said.

    Kyle proposed a toast to his sexy new neighbours and I proposed one to having a neighbour that couldn’t be better if we set out to design one. Music was playing softly, somewhere. It was classic rock from the ’70’s and ’80’s and didn’t intrude on our conversation. It was difficult to eat slowly and keep a conversation going because we were so hungry and his meal was fantastic. My spaghetti sucked compared to his. In no time, the two bottles of wine were finished so I offered to go get some more. Nobody tried to stop me so I slipped back to PH1 seeing Raphael working like a dog, with his shirt off. I took two more bottles of wine, noticing Raphael didn’t look happy. He rarely did.

    “I dunno man, I don’t think this is gonna work. You cheaped out going with only one rear channel and one speaker for the center channel. It’s a huge screen. I could make it work better with two smaller center channel speakers, freeing up the one speaker for the rear, if you are short of money and trying to save a few dollars, otherwise, you should get another pair of 3.7’s if you want the ultimate,” he said.

    “Get me another pair of 3.7’s. I’ll buy them on my credit card and worry about where to find the money when the statement comes in. I don’t want your reputation tarnished because of a less than perfect system, but can you still have it finished by noon tomorrow?” I asked. My sarcasm was lost on him.

    “Did Michelangelo have such a time limit when he painted the Sistine Chapel? I’ll do what I can do. I will get something working by then which will still sound better than anything you have ever heard. Don’t get your shorts in a knot, Scott,” he said in his typically blunt way.

    He really pissed me off but I knew he was the best. I knew he pissed off everyone so I didn’t take it personally. He also looked amazing without his shirt. He shaved his chest but kept the dark happy trail. He had an ass to die for and a bulge I wanted to squeeze but I presumed he was straight as he said he was recently divorced. Perhaps he would like a soak in the spa when he finished.

    I rejoined the party which was getting a little louder, although I heard nothing in my loft.

    “How is he getting along? Is he close to finishing?” Jesse asked.

    “I think he is doing the fiddly stuff now. You can’t really tell he has done much other than hung the motorized screen. It is perforated so the center channel sound comes through it. At least by doing that, He appears to be installing it where I want it. If he quit bitching he would get more done. He said I need another pair of speakers to make it awesome. The best thing he’s done so far is taken off his shirt,” I said, as I opened another bottle of wine.

    “Thanks, pal. I could probably buy it without ID but I’m a guest in your country and don’t want to get caught doing something illegal,” he said.

    “I’m going to the liquor store and beer store tomorrow so if a shopping list and some money were to mysteriously appear, I would get it,” I said, winking at Kyle.

    He cleared the dishes and moved us to the living area, sitting down with a pad of paper and pen.

    “Where is a good place to shop around here Kyle?”

    “There’s a grocery store, butcher shop, greengrocer and a bake shop right around the corner just north of the bank. The liquor store is there too. It’s really handy for me because I park my car at the ferry terminal in Rochester and save by just coming over as a passenger. I checked out the shopping before I bought the loft because I didn’t want to have a car here,” he explained.

    Robb and Kyle were getting along very well. Robb had his back against Kyle’s chest and his feet up on the sofa. I could almost smell the pheromones. Bambi was working his magic. He did it to me, and I’m very happy he did, dragging me out of the closet and having incredible sex as well. He was proof positive that size doesn’t matter. I still get horny with him around.

    Kyle pressed a button on a remote and a flat screen TV arose from the cabinet.

    “Sorry guys, I just want to get the score on the soccer game.”

    I suspected his stereo was also in the cabinet. After getting the correct channel and finding the information he wanted, the TV went off and glided silently into the cabinet.

    “Anyone ready for dessert?”

    “Sure,” we unanimously agreed.

    Robb helped Kyle in the kitchen. I noticed them having a really intimate kiss in the kitchen. Moments later they brought out profiteroles which was a perfect finish to an incredible meal.

    “My compliments to the Chef. When are you opening a cooking school because I’ll be the first to sign up,” I said.

    “You are welcome to come over when I’m cooking if you think you might learn something, besides it would be fun,” he said.

    Robb had a glow on as he slid his hand up and down Kyle’s hairy inner thigh. Kyle did the same to Robb. I was getting hard watching them.

    I went back to check on Raphael. I could hear music faintly when I got to my door. I went in, finding the music was quite loud, inside.

    “Hola! Sit down. Tell me what you think.”

    He slipped a Narnia movie into the Blu-ray player, pressed the down button on the universal remote, the screen came down, and he pressed play. This movie had the best sound track of any I’ve heard recently. Tonight the sound was awesome, as was the huge sharp picture. I heard sounds that weren’t there before.

    “You must be exhausted. Would you like to have a soak with us in the Jacuzzi?”

    “Yes, that sounds nice. I hurt my back loading my truck and I think this would make it relax.”

    “I can pour you a drink to help you relax too,” I said.

    “Sadly, I can’t drink if I have to drive home.”

    “Who said anything about you having to go home? There is plenty of space to stay here,” I said.

    “In my culture it brings shame to the family when men sleep with men.”

    “Only if they find out, besides boys are for recreation and girls are for procreation,” I said.

    “Scott, pour me a double. I will stay.”

    “Ron y coca-cola?”

    “Si, con la cal por favor, Señor Scott!”

    I got two large glasses, filled them with ice from the ice maker and poured us each a Cuba Libre Grande, giving one to him.

    “To relaxing your back.”

    We clinked glasses. He looked happy for the first time. I phoned Kyle to tell him that they should come over now. I put on a DVD of the largest playable pipe organ in the world at Macy’s in Philadelphia. It has close to 29,000 pipes, 6 keyboards and pedalboard and is controlled with around 700 stop switches. The sound is unbelievable, covering a range from sub sonic to 20,000 Hz. If this wasn’t the ultimate test for an audio system, I don’t know what is. We could feel the air moving from the sub-woofers, reproducing the largest 32 foot pipes that went down to 8 and 16 Hz. The boys were impressed.

    “Raphael is staying the night and having a soak with us. Any of you guys want to shower with us?” I asked.

    “Sure, Kyle and I will,” Robb said.

    I left the audio system playing Queens greatest hits and the four of us went to the shower. Raphael looked at the bed with amazement as we passed through but only commented on the plasma TV sitting on the floor beside the fireplace.

    “I can install that for you if you want.”

    Kyle, Robb and I casually took off all our clothes and Raphael followed our lead but looked like he was going to back out when he got to his well packed undies. He then muttered ‘what the fuck’ or some such comment and dropped the undies too. His pubes were trimmed, balls shaved, and he had a pendulous thick, uncut cock which didn’t surprise me. His bubble butt was as nice bare as it was in his nicely fitting jeans. We all went into the shower, doing a quick cleanup as three of us had showered a couple of hours earlier. Raphael went to town with a cloth and lots of gel. I got some gel on my hands and worked it into his neck and back as he stood there washing his junk, eyes closed and a smile on his face. When we were finished, I turned on the body jets, giving everyone a thrill.

    After drying off a little we headed out to the Jacuzzi where we were joined by Danny. Jesse took drink orders after which we all climbed in and turned on the lights, putting Raphael by the most powerful jets to relax his back. The lighting was interesting as it continuously changed colours, and lit up our junk. I turned on the jets bringing another grin to Raphael’s face. Danny was playing footsie with our Latino stud who told us about coming home from work last year to an empty house except for his clothes. On further examination, he discovered she left their joint bank account the same way.

    He never had any clue their marriage was in trouble. When they divorced, she was awarded half the house, meaning he had to sell it and get an apartment. This was a big adjustment for a guy who busted his balls working twelve to sixteen hours a day to ensure they had a comfortable lifestyle unlike his humble upbringing in his former island nation. At thirty-three, he had a massive heart attack but bounced back pretty quickly. He admitted he had no friends because he was always working. He was also aware the people he associated with weren’t comfortable with his moodiness.

    “You guys are the best. I hate going home to four walls. There is no joy in my life. I think at my age it is not possible to find a life partner but if I do, I want the company of another male. I don’t have Latino friends so fuck what they would think. I want a non-Latino man. Please, you guys, I need your help to find me someone. I put my arm around him and hugged him. He hugged me back.

    “Being able to tell us your feelings and needs is a good starting point. Raphael, we know lots of guys. If we invite you to a party, would you be comfortable with so many gay guys?” I asked.

    “Call me Raph. Yes but please tell me how I should act. Am I supposed to talk with a lisp? Is it ok to grope any guy? Should I act girly?”

    “Raph, just be yourself. Don’t act. I don’t know why some gay guys speak with a lisp. Perhaps it has nothing to do with being gay. If you had a barbeque party, you wouldn’t grope your neighbours. Same thing in gay circles. The girly acting ones are the ones that like to be noticed. Most gay guys aren’t like that. Having said that, I should tell you the six of us, including Vlad and James who aren’t here, and excluding Kyle, the blond who is our neighbour, love each other. We sleep together, we have sex together but most importantly we really care for each other. We are all on the swim team at university. Jesse and I are lovers but that doesn’t exclude making love to the others or having sex with someone we want. It is, even for gays, a very different and unique situation which feels normal for us and we understand if others cannot accept it,” I said.

    “Wow, that is very different. I didn’t even know that gay guys felt love like a man and woman do. I guess when I experimented with my friend back home, we were too young for love but we were strongly attracted. Even now, as a man, I think of the times we had together when I masturbate.”

    I saw a tear rolling down his face -- proof he was, after all, a human being. Danny saw it too and walked over to Raph, pulling him from a seated position until they were face to face, put his arms around him and kissed him on the lips. Raph hungrily accepted the affection, kissing Danny. They were both hard, and felt each other’s hardness with their hands. Raph had tears streaming from his eyes now but had a beautiful smile on his face.

    “Why is this feeling so natural, so wonderful after we have been taught it is so wrong?” Raph questioned.

    “I think it boils down to guilt trips, tradition and the Bible but Lynn Lavner, the Jewish Lesbian American comedian said it best.
    “There are 6 admonishments in the Bible concerning homosexual activity and our enemies are always throwing them up to us usually in a vicious way and very much out of context. What they don't want us to remember is that there are 362 admonishments in the Bible concerning heterosexual activity. I don't mean to imply by this that God doesn't love straight people, only that they seem to require a great deal more supervision”,”*I said, which got a good laugh from everyone and lightened the mood.

    “Is it okay if I kiss all of you?” he asked.

    We all nodded our approval and smiled. He pressed himself to each one of us, hugging and kissing us. I found it exciting after lusting after his body for many years when he installed new components for my dad, and was happy to see him smiling for a change. After we kissed, Danny reclaimed him practically having sex in the whirlpool with him. Meanwhile, Robb and Kyle were showing a good deal of affection to each other.

    “My bed or yours, Robb?” Kyle asked.

    I was shocked after Kyle told me he liked to date before going to bed with a guy. I guess dinner tonight was the date.

    “Kyle, it would be selfish of me not to include the boys I love. Would you sleep in our bed and make love to me? I’m sure they want to experience your love too. We will be neighbours for years,” Robb said, as they ground into each other.

    “Whatever you guys decide, now is a good time to get out of the Jacuzzi before anyone cums,” I added.


    We locked up and turned everything off, then went to break in our new bed. We were all super horny as we didn’t have sex the night before. I had no idea how long Raph and Kyle had gone without. I expected a wild orgy but what happened was very sweet. Naturally we all kissed everybody and explored their bodies with our hands but the more involved we became, the more we separated into couples. Obviously Kyle and Robb fulfilled their desires together as did Danny and Raph. Jesse and I were closer than we had been since professing our love for each other at the cottage. The move had somehow put a damper on our love which we rekindled in the basement of the house this morning as the movers worked above us. We loved being casually touched as we made love as I am sure the others did while they were having new experiences. I was surprised how vocal Kyle became when turned on. The words and sounds he made probably could have made me nut. I could picture him on the field with his guy friends playing soccer and being ‘boysterous’.

    Raph was a noisy one too, but he talked and moaned mostly in Spanish. For all we knew he could be saying “your grandmother wears army boots” but it sounded romantic as hell. Jesse and I had a sixty-nine and filled each other’s mouths when he said “te amo”. It was so sweet seeing Raph enjoying loving a boy for the first time since he was young even if he was having trouble getting all of Danny’s ten inches in his mouth. Danny had a darned big mouthful of latino cock to pleasure. Jesse and I winked at each other and decided to help them along. Jesse rimmed Danny and I gave Raph the same experience I’m sure he hadn’t had previously. Less than two minutes of this additional pleasure brought them to a noisy climax, something that turned me on more every time I experienced it.

    Robb was lubing Kyle, getting him ready.

    I whispered to Raph, “I want you to fuck Robb.”

    I rimmed Robb, getting him really wet as Jesse sucked Raph. Robb wiggled his cute ass at Raph who immediately sank his fully retracted uncut cock slowly into Robb. I kissed Robb, telling him to relax and feel the love. Robb, in turn slipped slowly into Kyle. Jesse, Danny and I took turns sucking and kissing Kyle who was really getting off on having his ass plowed. He was also a fabulous kisser. Raph got some more tongue action on his culo. When he got to the te amo part, I stuffed my wet finger up his ass, hitting his prostate, driving him wild. It was like my finger extended to Robb’s and Kyle’s butts as well. There is nothing I love more than seeing a hot guy shoot multiple ropes of hot, thick cum, so with all that action, I had a hands free emission, blowing my load on Jesse’s face, and promptly collapsed on top of them. I vaguely recall we all just stayed in a heap holding on to someones body part. Whose or what wasn’t important.

    to be continued ...

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    WOWF!! (That's a "WOW-WOOF"!)

    Incredible, Sheep! What more can I say??!

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    It soitanly is, Ollie!

    Talk about your "welcome to your new home" parties!
    Y, un chicano much mas happy than before, too!


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    Jesse, Danny and I took turns sucking and kissing Kyle who was really getting off on having his ass plowed. He was also a fabulous kisser. Raph got some more tongue action on his culo. When he got to the te amo part, I stuffed my wet finger up his ass, hitting his prostate, driving him wild. It was like my finger extended to Robb’s and Kyle’s butts as well. There is nothing I love more than seeing a hot guy shoot multiple ropes of hot, thick cum, so with all that action, I had a hands free emission, blowing my load on Jesse’s face, and promptly collapsed on top of them. I vaguely recall we all just stayed in a heap holding on to someones body part. Whose or what wasn’t important.
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    Sleep overcame our consciousness faster than a general anesthetic. The sun was trying to force its way through the blinds on the east windows but only managed to make the room a little brighter. It was bright enough to do a head count. All were accounted for which surprised me a little. I was afraid Kyle may have been a little embarrassed and I was truly shocked that Raph hadn’t bolted during the night, preferring to deny his sexuality again. I hoped there wouldn’t be big regrets when they woke up. I crawled out and headed to the shower. After a quick shave I was greeted with a hug from Raph and a smile from his dark shiny eyes. Oh, good. No awkward moments. We went into the shower and cleaned each other intimately. I didn’t really have a good look at his manhood until now. It was soft when we started the shower but didn’t remain like that very long. It was fairly thick, with a large head and a foreskin that never completely covered it. When he got hard, the foreskin fully retracted, showing his wide oval nine inch tool that looked like he was cut unless you examined the frenulum under his head. It was easy to tell by feeling; the skin glided up and down his shaft easily, which made him moan. I wanted his wide oval inside me so I soaped him up well and did the same to my ass. When I tried to impale myself on him he said “No!” which really upset me. He then soaped my cock and his ass and bent over in front of me. I played with his ass using my hard thick cock which was dripping precum now. I wrapped my arms around his abs and pulled him to me and watched as my cock disappeared inside his ring. My God, he was so tight that I had to go slow to avoid cumming too soon. I was obviously hitting his Spanish button as I had no idea what he was saying. I slowly jerked him while I fucked him. Somehow he managed to turn us around so my ass was against the shower wall then he became a power bottom, slamming his ass over my cock as deep as it could go. He was in complete control now and we were both loving it but I needed to cum. I pulled his hips to me for maximum penetration, moaned loudly and stuck my tongue in his ear as I jerked him off with a tight grip. He made a low sound like an animal and blasted his cum all over the glass wall opposite us while I filled his ass. He kept his beautiful bubble butt pressed against me while I hugged him affectionately. We stood there several minutes watching his load creep slowly down the glass. It was a pity to see it wasted but it was sort of fun to watch all of his swimmers racing to the floor of the shower, ever so slowly. I held him tight until it made its journey and got swept up in the currents of the shower, swirling down the floor drain.

    As we finished our shower, the other four came into the room, used the urinal two at a time and when Kyle passed me he gave me a kiss on the lips. Jesse ran his tongue along my teeth and sprang to attention. He could get me hot just by saying hello to me. They all showered together; we finished toweling and got dressed.

    “Raph, would you like to stay for breakfast?” I asked.

    “I skip breakfast. I’m trying to keep my calories down so I keep my body looking good. Besides that, I want to phone to make sure they have another pair of 3.7’s in stock.”

    He used the phone on the bar, found out they were in stock and passed the phone to me for a credit card number.

    “I will pick them up now. When I return, I will install them and set up the mic to make the profile for the subwoofers which is stored in them via the USB port. It compensates for the acoustic of the room and smoothes the low end frequency response,” he said.

    I got bacon, eggs and hash browns out of the fridge and freezer but made the coffee first. The aroma of bacon cooking wafted upstairs as I didn’t close the doors. It brought four boys whose sexual appetites were satisfied last night. Now we worked on the other kind. I made scrambled eggs, garnished the plates with a slice of a fresh, bright red tomato and served the bacon and eggs while Robb worked on toast. I hadn’t bought any bar stools yet so we sat at the dining table. I got the Vegemite from he cupboard and gave it to Jesse.

    “Ripper dude. You told me I couldn’t get it over here,” Jesse said.

    “That was based on my never having seen anybody with it and never having seen it in a store but since then, I saw it when I was looking for something else, so happy housewarming,” I said.

    “Where is Raph? Has he finished?” Kyle inquired.

    “He went to pick up another pair of speakers so I hope the system goes from ‘awesome’ to ‘unbelievable’. He will be back in a little while.”

    “Scott, either the bed was really comfortable or I was really comfortable cuddling with Robb. I’m not shy anymore, by the way,” Kyle said.

    “I noticed. I think it was a combination of those things, plus letting loose for once. I’m sure the wine didn’t hurt. Let me say we all enjoyed your company and look forward to you joining us for dinner tonight. When we finish eating, I want to go to get a few things including beer a booze. Do you want to come?” I asked.

    “For sure. I’ll do a quick change before we go,” Kyle said.

    Jeff showed up with a smile on his face, leaving his tools in the foyer. We exchanged hugs. He returned to his truck to bring the materials to re-do the wine cooler.


    I phoned Bryan, the designer to ask him about a picture hanging system which would allow moving and rearranging artwork without drilling into the brick.

    “I can get that for you. I will email you a website. All I need is a list of the lengths of the sections of walls and I will get back to you with a price. With all the eye candy at your place I will even install it for free, if James will assist me,” he chuckled.

    “He comes down from the lake Wednesday evenings and goes back Friday mornings. Can you schedule it for Thursday? I asked.

    “It was a joke. Any pair of hands will be fine.”

    “I am going shopping now but will check my email when I get back,” I said.

    Jesse wanted me to try some Vegemite but it looked like kaka and smelled worse.

    “Some other time, babes,” I said.

    “Let’s go, Kyle” I said.

    “You guys, could you help Raph with the speakers if he gets back before I do?” I asked.

    “We will,” Danny said.


    Kyle and I went to PH2. He invited me upstairs where his sleeping area was located. The space was large and contained only a queen size bed with two bedside tables and two dressers. There was a large walk-in closet at one end beside his bathroom. I didn’t get a good look at it but it looked cool and clean. The overall look accentuated horizontal lines like the main floor. I noticed a pleasant aroma -- the same one I noticed while performing fellatio on him the previous night. I thought it might be his deodorant but we showered and soaked in the whirlpool. Whatever it was made him smell good enough to eat.

    We got into the Stang and after stopping when we exited the parking garage, put the top down. We went to the liquor store which sold a good selection of beer as well. I suggested Kyle put his cash in his pocket and lock his wallet in the trunk. That way he could attempt to buy it. If they asked for ID he could just say he left it at home. We got shopping carts and we both did a good shop. Kyle bought beer and mostly red wine with one or two whites. I needed a couple cases of beer, exhausting their supply of Fourex. I also got some Canadian Rye, single malt Scotch, vodka, and a huge bottle of rum. Kyle checked out first with no problem, then it was my turn. They carded me which wasn’t a problem because I was twenty. I had never been asked before. I told the clerk that a bunch of us had just moved in and we all drank Fourex and there wasn’t any left, except in bottles or I would have purchased 4 cases. We needed cans. He told me to hold on a minute and he would get some from the back. He found one case and told me they would increase the stock automatically and the next delivery was Tuesday. So we took our purchases and got out of the store.

    We filled the trunk and made the greengrocer our next stop. I got some fresh baby carrots, the real ones, not the ones made out of big carrots, cut up and tumbled to make them round. They had some great looking Brussels sprouts so I got them too. Displayed, were the most perfect new Idaho potatoes so I put some of those in my basket. The store was a five minute walk at the most so I hoped we could get fresh veggies and fruit to try to stay healthy and make Vlad well again. I picked up some apples, oranges and bananas. Kyle had a bouquet of flowers. Maybe it was flowers I smelled at his place. I dumped all this in the back seat and went next door to the bakery getting a French stick and a loaf of whole wheat still slightly warm from the oven. They sliced it for me and bagged it. They brought some fruit flans from the back that looked terrific so I got one of those too.

    We got back in the car and Kyle directed me to the dairy which was only a block away. I ran in and got milk and some French Vanilla ice cream to go with the flan.


    “There is a health food store a couple of doors down if you need anything for Vlad. I get all my vitamins there. I can also help you by going grocery shopping with you to get healthy food to help him get better and stay better. I know he’s on your mind,” Kyle said.

    “You’ll get to meet him this afternoon when I bring him home from the hospital. I know it’s going to be a challenge but he didn’t want to go through chemo again and I agreed with him. I love him the same as I love the others. I’m willing to do whatever it takes,” I said.

    We zipped back to the loft and parked the car. I needed to come up with a better arrangement for hauling stuff from the parking garage, through the outer door, then through another door, onto the elevator, off the elevator and into our loft. Carrying all this stuff sucked. Perhaps one of those bundle buggies would be the answer, as much as I despised them. Eventually we got all our stuff off the elevator which threatened to guillotine four cases of beer but decided after a minute to buzz at us instead. Fook off elevator; we are moving as fast as we can! Kyle dropped his stuff at his door and helped me get my stuff to the door.

    “Are you playing soccer today?” I asked.

    “No, some of the guys went to a cottage so no more games until Friday but we might have an unofficial practice on Tuesday. Can I hang out with you guys and Raph?”

    “You don’t even have to ask that anymore, Kyle. You feel like one of us already so come over anytime, stay as long as you want, sleep with us when you want and go home when you need a break from our polyamorous love.”

    Kyle went back to put his stuff away while Robb helped put the food away and Jesse loaded the beer fridge. Raph was hooking up the speakers. Danny walked in bitching about some assholes that took the passenger elevator to move stuff.

    “I waited forever for it after taking the freight elevator to the main floor. Finally it came down after the buzzer went off. Some people are really thoughtless.”

    “Maybe they were unloading groceries and beer,” I said, turning my glance to Jesse filling the beer fridge.

    “Ima shut my mouth and sit in the corner,” he said.

    “Come here, porn star and I’ll give you a hug, not a slug.”

    He did look cute in pink.

    The calmness of the loft was interrupted with a blast of music as Raph diddled around with the audio system. The “media room” looked pretty imposing with eight huge speakers. They were tall and wide but only two inches thick as they were ribbon speakers. Essentially, they didn’t have an enclosure that could colour the sound.

    “Scott, I want to fine tune the front speakers. Do you have some good music where you can hear subtle changes? When I move the speakers around there should be a sweet spot where the music sounds like it is coming from a soundstage behind the speakers, not from them.”

    I put on a CD of the 1812 Overture by Tchaikovsky complete with digital cannons, and sat in the best listening spot. He moved the speakers out from the wall, closer together, angled them at me, moved them a little apart and bingo -- I was no longer listening to speakers; I was listening to a symphony orchestra. The next part was testing the center channel speakers so we got a movie with lots of male and female dialogue. We both felt the female voice was too ‘crisp’ so he changed the resistors on the speakers. They were perfect during the next trial. Next he sat in the best seat in the house and set the levels of all channels with a sound pressure level meter. Finally he set up the mic and computer and ran a test from several listening positions while the computer was connected to the USB ports of the sub woofers. He then showed me a graph on the laptop screen showing the low frequency with the original and the compensated graphs overlapped. It showed how the frequency response was smoothed out so it was almost flat down to 20 Hz. That's as far as the graph went. The equalization was part of the subwoofer’s amplifiers now.

    He disconnected the computer and mic and told me to play something, so I put on the same audio DVD as last night. Last night was awesome. Now it was unbelievable. As much as I wanted to sit and listen, it was time to get Vlad from the hospital. I told Raph I would be back in an hour, hugged all the guys and kissed Jesse. Not one of our usual passionate deep ones, but rather, a simple friendship kiss. I hated driving with a boner. As I was leaving I called Vlad to tell him I was on my way.

    “Hurry, I need to nut,” he said.

    It was a nice warm mid August day without a cloud in the sky and a beautiful breeze blowing my hair around. Traffic was light going Northbound so I arrived ahead of schedule. The only problem was keeping the Stang close to the speed limit. The car was badass to the core. I knew if I got one speeding ticket, the insurance company would hit me where it hurts; in my bank account.

    I walked in to Vlad’s room to find him dressed and sitting in a chair.

    “You look good, babes. How do you feel,” I asked.

    “Not bad at all. I’m quite a bit better than when I came in. I’ve been walking the halls. There is even a room at the end of the hall on the South side with big screened windows where I can sit to get fresh air and sun. I think I can go because the doctor signed my release so let me get my stuff and we will go to the nursing station,” he said.

    We got there just as some monitor was making a flatline sound so I asked the nurse if we should come back to check out. She looked at a piece of equipment, closed her eyes a second and shook her head “no.” She scanned his card and a piece of paper came out of a printer with an appointment to return in a couple of weeks for a blood test. She called for a volunteer to push Vlad in a wheelchair to the door to the parking lot. I carried his overnight bag to the car and, after a hug, helped him in. It was good to see him with a bit of colour. He was so pale the last time I saw him.

    Southbound traffic was heavier but we only had one slow-down.
    Vlad had a craving for ice cream so we stopped at the dairy and each got a small frozen yogurt cone. He looked so happy to be “sprung” from the hospital. We arrived home in a few minutes, put the top up and parked the car. Vlad got his bag from the back seat and we went up to our loft.

    We stood at the door while Vlad waited for me to unlock it.

    “It’s your house too and you have a key,” I said.

    He removed the key that was hanging from his long neck, inserted it in the lock, turned, and pushed the door open.

    “Oh wow! It’s a home, not a house!”

    All the guys came running to welcome Vlad home. Raph came over so I made an introduction, telling Vlad he was installing the home theater system. I turned on the Apple TV box, sat Vlad in the best seat and played Coldplay’s “Fix You Cover” by Justin Robinett & Michael Henry. It’s one of those cases where a cover is better than the original. It seemed appropriate since this is what we were attempting with Vlad.

    “Like it sounds so good being surrounded by all these speakers, you know?”

    “All that sound was coming out of those two speakers,” I said.

    “You must be kidding? Look, I have goose bumps on my arms. I’ve never heard a stereo this good,” he said.

    “Put your ear up to any of the others. I’m telling you, they aren’t on.”

    “I have a huge music collection, can I play them on this?” Vlad asked.

    “The easiest thing is to rip them to iTunes on your Mac Book Pro and then you can share them with the Apple TV box, that little black thing on the shelf.”


    “Hi guys, hey, you must be Vlad -- I’m Kyle, next door. I hope you haven’t had lunch because I made us all lunch.”

    “Great, I ordered but mine never came at the hospital. It wouldn’t have been very good anyway,” Vlad said.

    “It sounds like you’re feeling better if you are complaining about the food. When’s lunch ready Kyle?”

    “It’s ready now -- come and get it.”

    Jeff stayed behind to spray another coat of lacquer on the shelving units but Raph came with us. He was at the head of the table. We had soup and open face “build your own” sandwiches with various cheeses and meat slices, even pickled herring and sour cream which tasted better than it sounds. He even made a plate of deviled eggs. Celery and carrot sticks rounded out the meal. We had milk or V8 juice to drink. It was a tasty meal but none of us felt stuffed. I think Kyle and Raph were playing footsie under the table. The seemed preoccupied and smiled at each other quite often.

    “I want to have a shower. Like sponge baths are so gross you know? I haven’t even seen our bed yet,” Vlad said.

    I have to measure for a picture hanging system and then perhaps sunbathe nude for awhile. It’s been a busy week,” I said.

    “I’ll join you. It will be like the cottage. If I felt more ambitious we could go up to the roof and have a swim, but I need a hand first,” Vlad said, smiling.

    To be continued ...


    Listen up guys. Do you want me to continue the story? I don't get many comments anymore. Let me know here or by PM.
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    Just another moving in day at the Penthouse.

    Hot shower sex, food, blown away stereo, some essential shopping . . .

    I'm enjoying the story, Sheep.

    It's been a busy month for people, I think.


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    Quote Originally Posted by DonQuixote View Post
    Just another moving in day at the Penthouse.

    Hot shower sex, food, blown away stereo, some essential shopping . . .

    I'm enjoying the story, Sheep.

    It's been a busy month for people, I think.
    Yeah, Hallowe'en month is always crazy busy.

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    YES, YES, YES and yes I know I am shouting. Sorry to have not posted comments on a more regular basis and YES please keep it UP; I mean continuing. Maybe I mean both, do ya think.
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    Forgot to say, I mean we have got to get Vlad well and the team into the season. RBRCNDR

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    Should you continue this story?! Are you Fucking NUTS??!!!

    Um ... let me rephrase that!

    Vlad just got Home! Kyle, and Raph, have 'joined' The Team, and Jeff is also still "in house", I think. James is due to arrive anytime, SO, you damned well Better keep this going!!

    Don't you DARE leave Us hanging! Well ... "hanging" isn't exactly Possible, reading what you write, if you catch my drift!

    SO, Dear Sheep, take your hands off your dick, and get back to massaging that keyboard!!

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    So, Chaz, it's just barely passable writing?
    Is that what you're telling Sheep?!!!
    lol.


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    Huh?

    I have to admit that my brain is a bit sluggish after having so much fun, at work in "The Kingdom", ALL Night. Butt, Dear Don, after reading what I wrote, a few times, I'm still not quite catching your drift. I'm sure I'm missing something!

    However, that isn't what I was trying to say At ALL!

    Sheep's writing is Far more than 'passable'! ... that is ... considering what "Animal" has been 'passing' while I've been reading!

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    I was just kidding you, Chaz.
    You MUST be tired to not have picked up on that!


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    ACK!

    Good thing is, I think, there has been a minor earthquake in "The Kingdom". Starting Nov. 21, I'll be on 5 8hr. Days. Sounds nearly "Normal", heh?

    SO ... Maybe, just MAYBE, I'll be more adept at picking up on those more subtle innuendos!

    HOWEVER ... That doesn't let you off the hook, Sheep! (And, DQ, as editor!)

    MORE "Swim Team", Guys!!

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    There's not much editing required.


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    Hey, you two! Quit fighting. Chaz, DonQ did put an lol after his statement. I continue to write. The next chapter will be up by Friday. It will include the first dinner in the loft which is, I am sure, what you are all waiting for. In the mean time I'm taking a break to catch up on "Tenting Tonight," by comeagain.

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    Sheep,
    All is well. Chaz and I have a bit of fun now and again.
    He was overtired and missed the quip.
    No harm, no foul.


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    Fighting? DQ and I?? HA! Not likely!

    I was more curious about what he "saw", in what I wrote, and what I seemed to be missing in the way I worded it.

    SO ... Next chapter on Friday, huh? I'll be "Holding You" to that!

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    Chaz,
    So, you're going to hold it against Sheep?
    Whatever will Kev say?!


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    Who says Kev will have to know?

    Then again, he might want to watch, or join in ...

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    Swim Team

    Chapter thirty-five


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    Previously ....
    “I want to have a shower. Like sponge baths are so gross you know? I haven’t even seen our bed yet,” Vlad said.

    I have to measure for a picture hanging system and then perhaps sunbathe nude for awhile. It’s been a busy week,” I said.

    “I’ll join you. It will be like the cottage. If I felt more ambitious we could go up to the roof and have a swim, but I need a hand first,” Vlad said, smiling.

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


    We thanked Kyle for a great lunch and came back, leaving Robb to help clean up. Jesse got steaks out so they would be ready later while I went to my computer to see if there was email. After checking out the website, I got the measuring instructions for the picture hanging system and logged off. I sketched the main floor indicating where the breaks would be, got a tape and enlisted Jesse and Danny’s help to measure for me. Then I escorted Vlad upstairs showing him the study area with some furniture scattered around in it. Next, up one more flight to our favorite area, the bedroom. I took him to his closet first where he found his Speedo. After emptying his pockets and removing his shoes, we went into the bathroom where we stripped and went into the shower.

    “Did you want me to bathe you? You said you needed a hand?”

    “I meant a hand job. When I tried to give myself one, a nurse ran into the room wondering if I was okay because my heart monitor was going crazy,” he chuckled.

    “I never thought of that. It’s good it didn’t give us away when I gave you a blow job because that would have been awkward,” I said.

    I got the water running the proper temperature and turned on the showers. Vlad looked like he was in heaven. I pumped some shower gel into my hands and did his back then his chest as I held him from behind, stroking his cock and fingering his hole. In a couple of minutes I felt his ab muscles tighten up so I spun him around kissing him as he came in my bush. I held him tightly so he wouldn’t collapse.

    “It’s so nice to be home, Scott.”

    “It’s so nice to be covered in your big load. I missed your thick cum but not as much as I missed you.”

    We kissed under the rain shower then resumed washing each other, finishing with body jets to rinse the soap from his bum and my bush. I couldn’t get over how much better Vlad looked after his orgasm and shower. We put on our Speedos, tossing our dirty clothes into the washer along with the towels from this morning and ran them through. We got fresh towels to take sunbathing. After commenting on the huge bed, Vlad brought out his laptop and part of his CD collection. We got the full impact of the foyer when we came downstairs. Everything was finished with only the last coat of lacquer to dry. The door to the bathroom matched the louvered doors for shoe storage and the walk-in closet for coats except the louvers were fake. It was the foyer of many doors: the main entrance, door to the loft, closet, shoe shelves and upstairs, and had a decided nautical look to it.

    Raph had me help him move the dining suite so he could put down a large rug under it to soak up some sound. Jeff was working outside cutting the laminate with his router which was noisy even with the doors closed. Jesse gave me the sketch with the measurements so I went and scanned it, saved it as a .jpg and emailed it to Bryan, phoning him to tell him I sent it. Robb was back as was Kyle so we all decided to sun ourselves on the south terrace. I noticed Jeff had one end of the wine cooler laminated in stainless steel making it look like part of the kitchen. Jesse brought out Vlad’s ghetto blaster and played an mp3 of hits from the ’80’s and ’90’s. The others stripped down to nude so Vlad and I took off our Speedos too. I took drink orders with Vlad asking for milk to wash down his vitamin C. He didn’t want anything alcoholic right now. I found the beer can cozies discovering our glasses fit them too.

    We were gradually feeling at home in the loft. The bare concrete floor of the terraces looked unfinished to me. I wondered out loud if Astro Turf or cedar decking would be the better way to go. I asked Jeff and he measured the height of the glass walls surrounding the terraces which was between 44 ½” and 44 ¾”.

    “I could make a cedar deck in sections because we will still have 42” from the top of the deck to the top of the railing so it meets code. You could also do it in Astro Turf but let me tell you, the winds in the winter here, 100 feet above ground level are fierce. I put some on my own balcony which doesn’t face the prevailing North-West wind and is closer to the ground and protected. After the second blustery winter storm, it was gone. I have no idea who has it now,” Jeff said.

    “Do you have a job to go to, yet?”

    “I haven’t heard anything.”

    “When you get the wine cooler done, how would you like to work out an estimate for the cedar deck?” I asked.

    “I will. By the way Josh and I look forward to tonight. We talked about all the things that might happen and got so horned up, we had sex three times last night. I’ve had a smile on my face all day,” he said.

    “I noticed as soon as you got here this morning. Do you want something to drink?”

    “A Coke would be nice. I don’t want any beer while I do this fussy stuff.”

    I asked the rest if they wanted a beer and all did except Vlad so I went in to get refreshments. Bryan called and gave me a price for the picture hanging system. It sounded reasonable so I told him to get it on order and call when it came in. Raph wanted a coke. He was almost finished tuning the system and wanted to go home when he finished. I reminded him to install the plasma in the bedroom over the fireplace and hook up the LED TV in the kitchen. I got cold drinks from the fridge and went back to the sunshine. Vlad was ripping CD’s, gradually building his music library which any of us could access wirelessly. He was showing Danny how he was doing it.

    “Did you get any email while you were in the hospital, Vlad?”

    “Just one from my mother saying she will be in Europe until mid-September.”

    “Did she even know you weren’t well?”

    “Hell, no. If I didn’t die, she would tell everyone I was just being overly dramatic,” he said.

    “I see now why you wanted to see my lawyer,” I said.

    “You don’t know the half of it,” Vlad said.

    “Scott, I’m going to book off now. I want to go home and have a rest so I will be in shape for tonight.”

    “Okay, Jeff, see you around six or six-thirty,” I said.

    I saw him out and went back outside and suggested we should have a nap. We all looked a bit dozy and decided an hour or so in bed would do wonders. Kyle went back to his place after saying goodbye to Raph and slipping him a piece of paper with his phone number on it. Jesse busied himself making the steak marinade with wine, olive oil and garlic then coated the steaks. He covered the huge shrimp with the butcher’s secret seafood marinade after shelling them. I decided to mop the floor in the foyer and main floor bath. When I finished that, Raph was finished with his work so I paid him. There was an awkward silence but finally he asked me if I thought it would be okay if he knocked on Kyle’s door. I didn’t see any harm in it; if Kyle didn’t want to entertain him, I was sure he would just tell him. I gave him a good long hug and told him I would keep in touch when we had a party.

    I locked the door and went to our bedroom to find them in bed hugging and petting. I put the laundry in the dryer and stripped and joined the boys, squeezing in beside Jesse and Vlad. I gave both a kiss and then held hands with both of them and drifted off to sleep. I woke up about an hour later with Robb having a nightmare, making scary noises, jerking and thrashing about. I softly called his name and ran my fingers through his hair assuring him everything would be okay. He woke up sobbing telling me he dreamt his brother was raping him. We were all awake now and Robb was embarrassed so I held him in my arms telling him his brother can’t ever do that to him again and doesn’t even know where he lives. I suggested we all shower together, just to occupy his mind. He liked the attention so we shaved him in the shower, making him hard. Vlad sucked him for a minute just to remember how it felt but other than that, we were saving it up for tonight’s playtime with Jeff, Josh and Kyle.

    After our cleanup, we got dressed and sorted out our closets. Vlad and I removed the coats and jackets from our closets to take down to the foyer. Our closets were our personal space so if any of us didn’t want to be tidy in there, it didn’t matter. The doors had to be closed when we weren’t in them because the lights came on when the doors were opened except Vlad’s. He experimented seeing his clothes under daylight white and warm white fluorescent proclaiming it an EPIC WIN!

    We all pitched in moving the coats to the foyer. We were nicely dressed for a change with Robb and I both wearing our blue
    U of T shirts, and good shorts. The last time I dressed this well was when I was trying to look as good as my new boat. Now I wanted to fit in with the new loft.

    Robb and Jesse tackled the kitchen area and Vlad, Danny and I concentrated on the home theater area, vacuum in hand. There were little bits of wire insulation everywhere from Raph stripping wires, so a thorough vacuuming was in order. We distributed some accessories around the place trying to make it look like we lived there, but the major impact wouldn’t happen until Bryan hung the artwork. We had quite a pile of knocked down cartons so Danny and Robb took them to the recycle room. I damp mopped the entire floor and was amazed at the colour of the water when I dumped it down the toilet. The main floor looked 200% better now with that bit of cleaning and tidying up out of the way. Jesse and Robb did an intelligent logical arrangement of dishes, glasses and food in the kitchen.

    Jesse cut a lime into wedges for drinks, putting them in a small bowl on the bar. We all looked at each other and decided it was party time. Jesse started fixing drinks as I answered the door. Kyle walked in with the flowers he bought this morning and a bottle of wine. Danny brought in a vase from the dining table and actually snipped off the stems on a 45º angle, mixed a package of powder with water in the vase and arranged the flowers. They looked really classy when he finished with them. Jesse got Kyle a beer, fixed Robb a shot of Tequila and a beer, made a Bloody Caesar for Vlad and a Cuba Libra for moi.

    “Did Raph stop in, Kyle?” I asked.

    “Um, yes he did, for a few minutes.”

    “Are you sure it wasn’t a couple of hours?” I asked.

    “Actually, I’m not sure exactly. Time flies when you are having a good time. He asked to take me out to dinner this week. I told him yes,” Kyle blushed.

    Jesse then poured himself a Canadian Club on the rocks. Robb licked the side of his hand, covered it with salt, clinked glasses with Jesse and tossed back the tequila following up with biting into the lime. I thought I saw steam coming out of his ears. He chased this with a Fourex. Jesse sipped the Rye whiskey saying “Thats aye kae.” Kyle proposed a toast “to a lifetime of love.” By the time we finished clinking we were almost ready for another round. I pulled Kyle into a lateral hug to tell him I really appreciated the flowers. Mom always had fresh cut flowers around the house and it’s one of those things I missed.

    I turned on the A/V system and Apple TV using an app on my iPad. I put on some cocktail piano music setting the receiver for seven channel stereo. It filled the room but wasn’t obtrusive with a low volume coming from eight speakers. We sat around the fireplace; I tilted the blinds on the west windows so we wouldn’t get the setting sun in our eyes a little later on, and turned on the light hanging over the dining table so it just lit up the flowers. As well I turned on the small pot light above the A/V equipment and the table lamps on ‘low.’ Jesse found the yellow Livestrong bracelets leaving a few on the bar and some on the coffee table for visitors.

    Jeff and Josh called from the lobby so I buzzed them in, and turned on the over counter lights and the hanging lights over the bar. They rang the doorbell and entered.

    “Hey stranger, haven’t seen you for a couple of hours, and who is this shockingly cute looking guy? Oh it’s you Josh, I didn’t recognize you without a tool belt,” I said.

    Gawd, Scott, those electricity jokes are getting old, but I do get a charge out of you,” he chuckled.

    “Watt’s a poor boy to do, but get all amped up? Anyway, would you like a Jolt or a beer? And Jeff, what can I get you?”

    “Beer is good for both of us,” Josh said as Robb wrapped his arms around him, rolling his eyes at us. Josh handed me a couple of bottles of wine which I put in the cooler. They both looked smoking hot in their tight cargo shorts and scoop-necked muscle shirts. Jeff was a wet dream for any guy into chest hair.

    We all sat in front of the fireplace after Josh gave Vlad a kiss who in turn introduced him to Kyle. Josh was amazed how good the loft looked, mentioning he now understood why the raised platform was needed. Robb got some hot hors d’oeuvres from one of the ovens and some napkins, bringing them back to be consumed delicately by the boys. I’m kidding.

    “Didn’t you work on this building, Josh?” Kyle said.

    “Yeah, we both did. I’m an electrician and Jeff’s a carpenter by trade but was also the construction supervisor on this job.”

    “I thought so. I own PH2 and I know Scott and the boys because we are all friends of Dorothy,” Kyle said.

    “Most guys you see in here either are her friends or will become friends,” I said.

    Everybody laughed except Vlad.

    “Who is Dorothy? I don’t know any Dorothy,” he said, with a puzzled look on his face.

    We were rolling on the floor laughing our asses off now and Vlad looked at us and said, “What?”

    “The phrase dates back to at least WWII when homosexual acts were illegal. Stating that, or asking if, someone was a "friend of Dorothy" was a euphemism used for discussing sexual orientation without others knowing its meaning. It’s generally assumed to refer to Dorothy in “The Wizard of Oz” because she was accepting of those who are different such as the "gentle lion" living a lie, "I'm afraid there's no denyin', I'm just a dandy lion”,” I said.

    “That’s the most convoluted thing I’ve heard. I’m glad we can just ask if someone is gay,” Vlad said.

    It was still illegal up to 1969 when Bill C-150 known as the omnibus bill passed, decriminalizing homosexuality. The then Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau defended the bill, telling the press, "there's no place for the state in the bedrooms of the nation", adding that "what's done in private between adults doesn't concern the Criminal Code."

    “Wow, I didn’t know that,” Vlad said.

    “I’m two years older. I’ve had more time to soak up knowledge. Is anyone getting hungry yet?” I asked.

    With eight “yes” and zero “no” votes, Jesse went out and lit the Barbie and turned the steaks one last time in the marinade. Since we had new potatoes, Jesse had cubed them, and boiled them. We would have smashed potatoes with the skins on, and Brussels sprouts washed and microwaved in almost no water to preserve vitamins. It’s a good thing we didn’t have to bake potatoes on the grill because, even though the grille was large, the eight porterhouse steaks were over a pound each and filled it completely. I turned the prawns in their marinade, while Robb opened wine and set the table. I took the jumbo shrimp to Jesse who told me the steaks would be done in a minute or two, so I called everyone to the table and poured the wine. I took Jesse’s out to him and gave him a sip while asking how his meat was, feeling him up at the same time. I helped him by leaving him alone and returning his wine to the table.

    After cutting the French stick and mixing some herbs with extra virgin olive oil, Robb smashed the potatoes and put the sprouts in a bowl, taking them and the potatoes to the table. Jesse arrived with a tray full of steak and prawn. It was easier for the others to pass their plates rather than pass around a platter with twenty pounds of steak and prawn. This was gluttony at its finest. I grabbed my camera and got a shot of everyone at the table before they started our first dinner at the loft. Then I got the bread and oil, passing it around. It’s supposed to be healthier than butter.

    The dinner was a success. A steak half the size would have sufficed but hell, we were young and dumb and athletic. Conversation was fluid and came easily. Kyle was very much at ease meeting new people. As well, he made others feel comfortable. The grand finale was the fruit flan topped with French Vanilla ice cream, served with ice wine. Mom and dad had it put away for a special occasion. Since I couldn’t think of anything more special than our first dinner together in our new crib, it was the bottle of Champagne over the bow of our new ship.

    The sky had an orange ball near the western horizon. It would be dark soon. I cued up the latest “Eating Out” movie which is very gay, short, funny and has frontal nudity so we piled into the theater area and I started the movie. Although the movie isn’t classified as porn, the effect on us was similar. After the first ten minutes we were groping whoever was next to us. Josh and Jeff were getting Robb, who sat between them, all hot and bothered. Robb, in turn managed to pull their tight muscle shirts off. I sat with Kyle, and my Jesse sat between Danny and Vlad.

    I had my arm over Kyle’s shoulder. I was horny for him but didn’t know how far I should push it. He pressed his strong thigh against mine and kept it there. The effect was immediate. He didn’t try to conceal his boner so I lightly stroked his inner thigh and he put his arm around me, too. It was an awkward position to do much of anything so he lay his head in my lap while I ran my fingers through his beautiful, long, blond hair.

    Vlad kissed every square inch of Jesse’s body while Jesse played with Vlad’s and Danny’s bulges. I’m sure if there was a question period at the end of the movie, we all would have failed.

    I put some background music on softly and turned on the outdoor speakers. Jesse got beer from the fridge while I uncovered the Jacuzzi and took its readings. I turned up the heat a little and went back in and helped Kyle strip his clothes off which turned up his heat a bit. I couldn’t pinpoint his scent. It seemed to come from every pore and none, all at the same time. I found it tantalizing which, in turn, made blood accumulate in my nether regions. Kyle hugged me, grinding his very hard cock against me as I pressed my lips to his. We kissed intimately, feeling each others cocks swell in the process. Jesse dragged both of us out to the whirlpool by our cocks. When we got there, we all rubbed our dicks together.

    “Get in the whirlpool you guys. We all want some,” Danny said.

    We got in, finding eight was perfectly crowded so the only place remaining for our hands was on someone else’s body. Danny, who sat beside Kyle stood up and offered his ten inch ‘piece’ offering to Kyle, who readily groped him.

    “Remember you guys, no cumming in the whirlpool except into someone,” I said.

    I did a blind test of Danny and Jeff, whose cocks are almost the same size but Jeff is uncut. I wondered if I could tell them apart. Kyle got me to close my eyes, and spun me around, then got me to hold out my hands. Then a big cock was placed in each hand. They felt about the same size but when I stroked them both, it was evident which one belonged to Jeff because the skin glided up and down the shaft. Also Danny’s head was bigger. And I was now hornier than a two-peckered owl and didn’t notice Jesse come up behind me with a fresh cold can of beer and press it against my ball-sac. With lightening quick reflexes, I popped the tab on the beer and aimed it at Jesse’s crotch.

    Vlad opened Jesse’s foreskin and I poured beer in it, then Vlad drank out the beer. It looked hot and I wanted to try it but Jesse was too hard by then so I used Jeff’s. It held more beer, which Kyle drank. I filled it up again and Danny sucked all the beer out. It was my turn so Kyle poured it in while I stretched it open to see how much it would hold. I got a good drink of beer from Jeff’s. I then stretched it open and sucked Kyle’s cock and told him to dock with Jeff. It was really sexy watching Kyle’s head become enveloped by Jeff’s foreskin. I worked it back and forth over Kyle’s glans while both of them moaned with their heads tossed back and their eyes rolled back in their sockets. Sensing two massive eruptions I stopped suddenly for a minute before squeezing both their heads again. We all stopped suddenly.

    To be continued ...

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    This damned well better be continued!

    Your depth of description, of the intimate aspects of PH1 and 2, are nearly as fascinating of your Intimate attention to the DeTAILS of the occupants, and guests!

    I am intrigued at how well all the guys work together, in addition to how wonderfully they all WORK Together!

    'Tis a tremendous story you've got going here, Sheep!!

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    Sheep,
    You know I am enjoying the development of your cast of characters, AND the "developments" on the interpersonal interactions, too.


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

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    Butt - you stopped too soon. Things are getting edgier and edgier here. RBRCNDR

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    The boys release their pent-up need for lovemaking. Scott and Jeff get kinky and love it.


    Chapter thirty-six

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    Previously ....
    Vlad opened Jesse’s foreskin and I poured beer in it, then Vlad drank out the beer. It looked hot and I wanted to try it but Jesse was too hard by then so I used Jeff’s. It held more beer, which Kyle drank. I filled it up again and Danny sucked all the beer out. It was my turn so Kyle poured it in while I stretched it open to see how much it would hold. I got a good drink of beer from Jeff’s. I then stretched it open and sucked Kyle’s cock and told him to dock with Jeff. It was really sexy watching Kyle’s head become enveloped by Jeff’s foreskin. I worked it back and forth over Kyle’s glans while both of them moaned with their heads tossed back and their eyes rolled back in their sockets. Sensing two massive eruptions I stopped suddenly for a minute before squeezing both their heads again. We all stopped suddenly.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    “Let’s continue this in bed before the whirlpool turns milky white,” I suggested.

    We all got out, dried ourselves and headed up after Jesse helped me turn off the lights. I was really horny for Kyle. Actually I was horny for all of them, but I started by sucking Kyle. His cock was so perfect; I attempted to give him perfect head. Jesse was doing the same thing to me with all the love that only Jesse could give me. We switched things up with Jesse rimming me while I rimmed Kyle. I moaned so much, asking Kyle to please fuck me. It was amazing, proving size doesn’t matter. I saw stars with my eyes closed. Kyle kissed my neck and pinched my nipples while he hammered away at me. I came when he maxed out his thrusts with my ass muscles clamped around his beautiful dick. The pressure of his love juice firing at my prostate made me feel amazing.

    Kyle held me tight while Jesse rimmed his athletic ass. Jesse then kissed me deeply with Kyle’s unique scent on his breath.

    “Fuck me, Jesse. I want to enhance the love you two have for each other,” Kyle said.

    I ran my hand over Jesse’s balls telling him I wanted to watch and gave him a good sucking to lube his cock. He slipped into Kyle, who was totally relaxed, easily. Jesse fucked Kyle carefully and lovingly. Jeff came over and made out with me then insisted I suck him. It wasn’t a hardship, although it was rock hard. His balls were freshly shaved smooth, so naturally I sucked them into my mouth for a minute then resumed licking his cockhead and forcing my tongue between it and his foreskin.

    “I have to fuck you Scott. You get me so turned on,” he said.

    Someone tossed the lube our way (thank goodness) and Jeff didn’t waste any time lubing us. Between Kyle’s cum, the Astroglide and Jeff’s precum, friction was eliminated. With Kyle moaning and Jesse’s magnificent ass driving his big cock into Kyle’s soccer butt beside us, I was so turned on, I was afraid to touch myself.

    “If we give each other enough verbal feedback do you think all four of us could cum at the same time?” I asked.

    The answer didn’t come from any of us but from Robb and Danny who were fucking Josh and Vlad. Between the moans, the indication was we all wanted to try it.

    “Jeff, slow down. I’m on the edge,” I said.

    Danny and Robb as well as Vlad were close. We switched things up, mating pairs that were ready to cum. Danny replaced Jeff as my fucker, while Josh and Robb switched places. I felt fuller with Danny but with the brief break, I was under control again. Jesse pulled out of Kyle for a minute too, but the sight of his beautiful cock got my boner raging. Josh was noisily pounding Robb’s ass, talking dirty and making us all horny.

    “I can’t hold out much longer. How is everybody else feeling?” Jesse asked.

    “I can hold on,” Kyle said.

    “Porno-boy Danny could make me come anytime, I said.

    “If I stop looking at my boyfriend fucking cute little Vlad, I can hold on a minute,” said Josh.

    “I’m in slow motion until everyone is ready,” Jeff said.

    “Just touch my cock and I’ll shoot,” Robb said.

    “Jeff, give me five seconds to think about my shower this afternoon and I’ll blast all over the place,” Vlad said.

    “We’re in the home stretch. Govern yourselves accordingly,” I said, my voice cracking with sexual tension.

    “Vlad, imagine this is the shower. What should I do? Jeff asked”

    “Fuck me hard and jerk me off,” Vlad replied.

    “Get even with your cheating husband and use my ass as a cum dump,” Robb said.

    “Danny, shoot deep inside me and make me cum with your huge thick cock, and Jesse, give our cute neighbour your best as if he was me,” I said.

    The sound of balls slapping on bodies was replaced by squeals of pleasure, moans, swear words, and animalistic noises and then with kissing and slurping sounds as hands full of boy juice was sucked off the jacker’s hands. It’s difficult for one couple to cum at the same time; for four couples to achieve what we just did was a testament to our love for each other. Don’t get me wrong; it was mind blowing sex too.

    After opening the windows to air out the stale sex smell, we showered four at a time. It had been a warm, clear day, but in mid-August it can get cool in the evenings so I turned on the fireplace to temper the air. It gave the room a calm, welcoming look too, with the lights turned down low. The first group finished their shower so the rest of us went in to clean up. Kyle said he was free if we wanted to do a big shop with his assistance so I left it with him to co-ordinate it. He could sort out contributions for food with the others. Danny, Kyle, Jesse and I cleaned each other up and we were out of there in short order. After drying ourselves and closing the windows and blinds, we climbed in bed giving our good night kisses to everyone. I shut off the fireplace with the remote and turned off the lights.

    I had Jesse on one side and Bambi on the other. I imagined how terrified he was, having the nightmare about his brother raping him. I wanted to be right there if it happened again. We all slept soundly I think. I don’t remember anything until the sun started to come out. I slipped out of bed to go for a whizz, slipping back into the warm spot afterwards, quickly resuming sleep. I guess with all the work of the move, we were all a little run down. Josh was the first to get up. He was between jobs so he wasn’t busting his balls like the rest of us. The rest looked angelic in the security of each others arms. I lightly rested my hands on Jesse’s and Robb’s inner thighs. There was no reaction from Robb but Jesse moved in closer to me resting his heavy muscular thigh over my leg, giving me such a secure feeling, I fell asleep again.

    Later, I woke with the smell of food cooking. Jesse and I were alone in bed so I tweaked his nipples, bringing a smile to his face and a rush of blood to his penis. I pressed into him kissing his full lips.

    “I’ll give you a hand setting up your photo studio if you want to take some modeling and nude pictures of me,” Jesse said.

    “That’s a good enough reason to get up. Besides that, it smells like someone is fixing breakfast.”



    “And how are the love birds this morning?” Robb asked.

    “Good morning all. We just had some “us” time. I pinned me mate so he had to keep me warm,” Jesse said.

    We got ourselves a coffee and stood up at the bar. Kyle offered to go with us shopping to help select foods that would be good for Vlad’s condition.

    “Robb, If you’re free could you do a shopping run with Kyle?
    Take as many of the guys as you can but leave Jesse with me because we’re going to set up the studio in the north-east corner. It will be out of the way there. Maybe you can pickup one of those collapsible bundle buggies somewhere, and Kyle, could you drop in to the health food store and get Noni juice for Vlad,” I said.

    We sat down and had breakfast which was good. Any meal I didn’t have to prepare was good. I mentioned that the only thing I missed about the house was the library. It was my point of focus before.

    “You know Scott, we can replicate it on the mezzanine. You have loads of space there and I built the structure so I know it will handle the weight with no problem. Why don’t you and I go to the house to measure it? When that’s done, I can work out an estimate for you,” Jeff said.

    “Funny you should say that because I’ve long thought the same thing although it never occurred to me that the mezzanine would be strong enough, so yeah, we can take a run up there in a bit, after I get the studio underway and make the Coney Island sauce for tonight’s dinner,” I said.

    “Do you need anything for tonight’s dinner, Scott?” Robb asked.

    “ A couple of Spanish onions, two dozen hotdog buns and salad fixings is all I can think of,” I said.

    “Is it okay If I hang out on the terrace or around the pool and soak up some sun and perhaps go for a little walk?” Vlad asked.

    “Great idea Vlad. Josh, what are you going to do?” I asked.

    “I think I’ll hang out with Vlad.”

    The phone rang. It was Ted Crawford’s nephew, Ryan Roberts, the swimmer. He apologized for calling so early but said he works long hours at the community pool as lifeguard. I told him I was expecting his call and asked if he could come tonight. It would be around seven when he got here, so I asked him to eat with us. He sounded cute on the phone.

    After getting another coffee, Jesse and I went into the studio corner and I gave him a general description of how I wanted it. There was still some stuff that needed to be put away and suggested he could get the others to help with that while I start dinner, which needs to simmer all day.

    Coney Island hot dogs are Vienna Franks made with real meat and no filler and are stuffed into a natural casing. The sauce is somewhat like Sloppy Joe’s but has some different seasonings in it. They are served on a bun covered in sauce and sprinkled with chopped onion. I got the sauce started in the frypan, browning the ground beef.

    “Kyle, did you get a parking spot with your loft?”

    “Yes, I did. Why do you ask?”

    “It would be handy if James could use it occasionally. He will have his car here before Labour Day and a few weeks after our Thanksgiving, the second Monday of October. After that, I guess he can leave his car up north,” I said.

    “No problem. He’s welcome to use it unless Raph stays the night, but there isn’t a problem parking in the visitors lot occasionally,” he said.

    “I need to call him to find out when he is coming. His mom is going to spend a long day cleaning the house.”

    I drained the fat from the ground beef, gave it a stir then started the other ingredients simmering in the slow cooker.

    “I’m going to bring my shoes and boots down to the foyer. You guys can do the same,” I said.

    “I just found a carton of boots and shoes. I’ll put them in the foyer for you,” Danny said.

    I went upstairs, checking my email first. There was a nice one from Ted Crawford asking how Vlad was doing and a heads up that his nephew, Ryan, would try to contact me today. I sent a short reply that Vlad was doing well and Ryan was coming tonight. I sent one to Bryan to see if he knew of any second hand office furniture available. I needed six workstations with panels and six swivel tilter arm chairs for the study area. The price had to be good or I would pickup some stuff at IKEA. I shut down the computer, went up to my closet, dug out my shoes, found that sound rod that Jeff and I wanted to play with and a bottle of lube, putting it in my briefcase. I tossed the shoes in an empty carton and took it and the briefcase downstairs. Danny had organized the shoes and boots well and I added the ones I brought down. There was enough room at the floor level for a pair of wet shoes or boots for all of us.

    The beef was nicely browned now so I dumped it into the slow cooker and added Cumin, giving it a good stir and setting it on low.

    I asked the guys if they could chip in for groceries today; the steaks last week should take care of my share. Jesse dragged me to the studio area where he had set up the stand holding the background paper and the single strobe and umbrella. I needed to buy more photographic studio equipment.

    “You got that done quickly. Why don’t you go shopping with the others so Kyle can bring you all up to speed on healthy choices?” I asked.

    “I will as soon as I bring my shoes down,” Jesse said.

    I gave Vlad a hug, told him Ted Crawford was asking how he was, and reminded him to take his vitamin pills.

    “Yes mother,” he replied.

    I grabbed my keys and camera bag, found Jeff and we departed in the Stang after he got a tape measure from his truck, and we put the top down. I let Jeff drive. Traffic being non-existent, we got to the house quickly. We went into the library; I sat on the floor with my squared pad, ruler and pencil. I drew the walls as Jeff called out the measurements. Jeff drew a detail drawing of the shelving while I took some pictures with my camera. When we finished, I locked the back door and got the toy and lube from my briefcase.

    We undressed each other and I sucked him hard. We both lay on the carpet sucking each other, moaning. Jeff was accumulating a vast amount of pre-cum so I lubed the double ended sound with his pre, and gently inserted it in my urethra. It’s a hollow tube with a rounded end, made of stainless steel with speed bumps about 3/16” at its smallest and about ¼” at its largest diameter. It felt amazing. Jeff oozed out a bunch more pre so I lubed the whole thing and inserted it slowly until it hurt then I pulled it mostly out and inserted it again. I got Jeff to do it for me. That was scary at first but felt great playing with his foreskin while he penetrated the most sensitive part of my cock.

    He was ready to try it so I offered him the other end of the device while it was still in my penis.

    “Oh fuck, this is sensational,” he said as I slowly humped it into his urethra.

    He started some thrusting himself and continued until we were head to head and he pulled his foreskin over my corona. I tickled the underside of his cock feeling where the tube ended. By squeezing Jeff’s cock, he penetrated mine more. If he wanted more, he squeezed mine. It didn’t hurt; rather it was an awesome sensation. I could feel his precum building up inside my cock. I lightly jacked our cocks for a minute then he took over.

    “I need to shoot soon. Can I cum inside your cock?” Jeff asked.

    “Yeah, I want you to and I want to cum in yours, but you first,” I groaned with pleasure.

    I pulled Jeff’s foreskin over my head and played with it with one hand while I squeezed my cock forcing the tube to fuck in and out of his cock. He tossed his head back moaning “Oh fuck” then I felt his orgasm inside me. It was the most intense feeling imaginable. I think it was that fine line between pain and pleasure or a thick line where they crossed over. It was like we both orgasmed but I knew I hadn’t so I clamped my hand around Jeff’s cock and told him to screw me. He gently fucked my urethra and about 30 seconds later I started blasting my cum into his cock. It was a long lasting orgasm, again where the pleasure and pain was blurred.

    Jeff wanted to shoot again, and I was all for it. Cum was oozing out and hanging in strings to the floor so we moved carefully to the shower. I pushed the tube further out so Jeff could take more in, then I held it so it wouldn’t slide into my cock. Jeff fucked himself silly on it while we explored each other’s mouths with our tongues. In a couple of minutes, Jeff was frantic for release, so I jerked him off while he continued the urethra action. Again, the feeling was out of this world. When he stopped cumming, I went for it again and returned a big volley straight up his shaft. He moaned just as loud as when he came in my cock.

    We left the tube in and just kissed and ran our hands over each others bodies until Jeff said he needed to pee.

    “I’m not stopping you. Just pee. It’ll go into my bladder and make me feel like I’m peeing backwards,” I said.

    “Are you serious?”

    “Absolutely. Just do it Jeff,” I said.

    It felt good too, perhaps a little strange but it was fun and I hoped Jeff liked it as much as I did. When he finally finished, I told him I really had to pee so he was getting mine plus his own back. In fact it came out like a fire hose.

    “Man that was extreme. It was awesome for me. How did you like it? I asked.

    “I feel like I’m going to explode. Do you want it back?

    “Go for it, Jeff”

    It was intense again but when he slowed down I pulled the tube out of his cock, then mine, and pulled him tight to me. He finished peeing on my cock which got me peeing, too, so we just laughed and finished letting it go, and then I turned on the shower. We cleaned up each other and the toy. As we didn’t have any towels we sat on the back porch in the sun to dry ourselves. We agreed the others most likely wouldn’t share our joy over what we did but we both wanted to do it with each other whenever possible.

    I phoned James to ask him when he and his mother would be coming down. I said his mom could stay in the guest suite so she wouldn’t have to make the trip both ways the same day. He said he would talk to her at dinner and call me later. We got dressed, packed up the camera and my briefcase and headed home, picking up another case of Fourex at the beer store near the house and getting some cash at the ATM.


    The others returned not long before, as they were still putting the groceries away. Jeff and I took the drawing up to the mezzanine and we both identified the logical location for the new library. The window could even be in the same location although the loft’s windows were much larger. We decided against building book shelving on the exposed brick of the South wall and to enlarge the room so it was scaled to the window. It worked out perfectly with the sprinkler system and air conditioning ducting. I told Jeff I wanted to make sure the room was as soundproof as possible using a double stud wall, insulated and covered in sound absorbing wallboard. I wanted a soundproof studio door system with a key as well. This would be my man cave.

    The window worked out to be 25% larger so we increased the length and width to compensate, and drew up the room the way it should be built. Jeff said if we started it right away, Josh could help him. I suggested I pay him based on time and materials and I had no problem paying cash so instead of wasting time working out an estimate, he should work on a list of materials needed for the job. The wine cooler could wait until he was waiting for drywall compound to dry. I wanted cable, phone, ethernet and 120 volt cabling coming up under the desk which was free standing in the centre of the room. I placed all the furniture on the plan and marked where the ceiling fixture would go.

    Jeff marked the existing electrical on the plan and called Josh to come up to advise him of any problems. I made a photocopy for Josh who did his own doodling showing location of switches, floor towers, outlets and ceiling points.


    “Well, guys, the new library starts tomorrow!” Jeff said to the gang.

    “You don’t fuck around when you decide you want something,” Danny said.

    “Does that mean we won’t be getting the cedar deck outside?” Jesse asked.

    “If they can get it all done in three weeks, yes,” I said.

    I started a new sheet of paper giving Jeff $500, writing the date and amount and got him to sign it.

    “Figure out what I owe you and let me know, Jeff, so I can go to the bank. You too, Josh. Jeff, if you want, I can meet you at the building supply so I can pay for the materials” I said.

    “Okay Scott, I’ll phone you in the morning when I get this all worked out.”

    We all hugged and they left, leaving me to stir the Coney Island sauce.

    “Raph is taking me out for the evening, and staying over as he has an install downtown in the morning,” Kyle said with a mischievous grin on his face.

    Robb reminded us he had to work tomorrow.

    To be continued ...

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    Sheep,
    You outdid yourself in sensory delights and kink.

    We may have to give you a new title - the King (or is that Queen?!) of Kink!

    'Cause that's the way we like it, uh huh uh huh . . .

    A little back story in the previous chapter or two, followed by an intense series of sessions now.


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

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