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    Before I post Chapter 45, I should warn you the twins had a hard life. For whatever reason they are a wee bit kinky and into cbt and raunch. Other than that, they are great kids. You will find out a little more about what makes them tick.

    Gabe is a sweet boy and his accent and slight misunderstandings of English tend to be amusing which relaxes the tension from hearing about the twins life before Collins.

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    Swim Team

    Chapter forty-five


    © 2011-2012 Sheep. All rights reserved. Copyright protected.
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    Previously…
    I got the towels out of the dryer, placed the washed cum towels in the dryer and started it. Once in the shower we washed each other lovingly but quickly. When finished, I dried him with the warm towel trying to not get hard. But I failed. Aaron failed, too. I borrowed a quotation from the German composer, Richard Wagner, who said: "Never look at the trombones, it only encourages them." I put my jeans back on and tried not to look at Aaron’s bulge.


    We got back out to the Jacuzzi, finding the second shift was soaking. I felt like everyone was staring at me.

    “Scott, I show you something,” Gabe said as he stood up.

    Damn those trombones, I thought to myself.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Gabe stood up showing off his very hard 6-½” cut cock. It looked quite large on him. Only a confirmed size queen would say ‘no’ to it.

    “Do you like?” he asked.

    Aaron followed me into the tub. Some of the guys had that lean and hungry look on their face. It was my loft so I took the bull by the horns.

    “Gabe, I like, very much. I want to know what it feels like.”

    He grabbed my hand, guiding it to his hard shaft. He reached out and felt mine.

    “Have the other boys not shown you good hospitality?” I asked.

    “I’m not sick so not need for the hospital. My balls are full. I want somebody to suck me,” Gabe said.

    Jesse offered his services, saying that I was probably too tired after doing whatever I was doing with Aaron.

    “Is that okay with you, Gabe? The night is young and we all sleep together so you can have sex with all of us. If you miss someone, there are five more nights. Hospitality is making sure your guest has a good time. It isn’t like going to the hospital,” I said.

    “Yes Scott, I like him. He has nice legs. Do you play fútbol too?”

    Jesse had a mouthful of South American cock and couldn’t answer, so I told Gabe he did and planned to play at college, too. I didn’t get a reply. Judging by the moaning, I safely assumed it was okay to drop the subject for the time being. Robb and Aaron sat on either side of me watching Jesse give the boy an amazing blow-job. We were all feeling a little frisky rubbing each others inner thighs.

    “I guess you don’t feel guilty anymore about us fucking now that you see Jesse sucking that twink,” Aaron whispered in my ear.

    “We are lovers and are used to all of us playing together. What makes you think I was feeling guilty when I was with you?” I whispered back.

    “I could feel it. I’m not passing judgment, but if you want to talk to me about it, it’s cool. If I should mind my own business, thats fine too,” he said.

    I slid my hand up his thigh, using my fingernails lightly on his inner thighs until I reached his massive erection. He did the same to me. I was very excited in spite of the great sex we had, so I put my hand on his to stop him from moving it. I didn’t want to mess up the Jacuzzi. The moans from Gabe were indicative of an imminent explosion, a fact not lost on Jesse. Shortly, Jesse turned and came over to me, sharing the man-sized, full flavoured load with me.

    Gabe sat in front of me while I massaged his back and neck. I swear the boy was purring. After awhile, we started to prune, so we got out, dried off and joined the others who sat around the fireplace. Jeff and Josh had to get going in order to be back on the job in the morning, so they got dressed and left after kissing us all goodbye. Tomorrow would be a grocery shopping day to stock up for the cottage, a day for the boys to get the library moved along as far as possible and tidy up the work site as Jeff was to meet his prospective employer in the afternoon. It would be a good time for Kyle, Jesse, and Gabe to kick the soccer ball around and stay out of the way if it didn’t rain. We were all a bit dozy from the soak and decided to call it a night. Although Kyle was impressed with the company, he decided he wanted some time alone so he left for the night.

    As luck would have it, I ended up between Jesse and Aaron with Collins between Aaron and Adam. Jesse was in an affectionate mood, locating the lube and shoving his cock in me. My moan awoke the beast in Aaron who pressed his wang against mine and masturbated us together with both hands. Collins was playing with Adam. Jesse’s voice was ragged as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear. The stroking I received was making my balls boil. The domino effect came into play. Suddenly I felt the warm gush of Aaron’s orgasm flooding over me, causing me to twitch, which caused Jesse to squirt his stuff inside me, making me coat Aaron’s hand and belly with my goop. I held it to his mouth to clean off. I scraped some off me and licked my hand. I turned onto my back and got kissed by both Jesse and Aaron who then kissed each other. I held their cocks, finding them hardening again. I guess I fell asleep holding them, nodding off to the sounds of other orgasms and the high pitched sighs of young Gabe.

    I’m not religious, but if I was, I would have prayed this evening was real and not a dream.


    My dream state was interrupted by Robb having a nightmare again. He was sobbing, so I got him out of bed and took him to the kitchen where I made us a hot chocolate. We started the fireplace and cuddled. I rubbed his back as he described his brother looking in the bedroom window. I hugged him, telling him it was just a bad dream because the blinds were closed in the bedroom.

    “Have you ever had psychotherapy, Robb?”

    “Why, do you think I’m losing it?” he asked.

    I gave him a hug and told him it sounded like he was trying to deal with some inner conflicts and there certainly isn’t any shame in seeing a shrink, but then I recalled the saying attributed to Freud, “Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar” meaning sometimes it’s better to just take things at face value.

    “Scott, I’m so glad you are my best friend, and I’m sorry I woke you.”

    “There are two things that help me sleep. Hot chocolate is one of them, and the other one cums out here,” I said playing with his semi erect penis.

    I sucked him, getting moans.

    “Why don’t we combine those? Make me shoot in your hot chocolate and I get you to shoot in mine,” I said.

    “Marvy. I love it when we get kinky, but lets both blow into the same mug and share it,” Robb said.

    We quickly got into the sixty-nine position giving each other incredible pleasure. It didn’t take long before we were ready so we knelt on the couch with me holding a mug and jerking Robb, aiming his cock into it. He quickly fired five or six rounds into it then concentrated on making me shoot. I didn’t do as well as Robb, but then I rarely do. I swirled it around until it was mixed and took a good sip, handing the mug to Robb who drank a mouthful. The sweetness of the hot chocolate countered the slightly bitter taste of Robb’s ball juice. We shared the remainder after licking each other clean and sealed it with a kiss.

    “Do you want to hear something strange? I was only at the school’s pool one time this summer. What a coincidence it is that we showed up at the same time,” he said, smiling.

    “That was towards the end of July and it was the first time I was there too. It was a beautiful coincidence, Babes. Now let’s get back in bed. You can sleep in my arms,” I said.

    Robb pushed his ass tightly against my dick and I put my arm around him lightly touching his chest. He clutched my hand drawing it to his mouth where he gently kissed it, replacing it on his pecs. Robb fell asleep quickly in his security blanket. When he slipped into his sleep state, I slipped into mine.


    I awoke as Collins and Adam got out of bed and went into the shower. I took my arm from around Robb and slipped out of bed, dressed and looked at the boys sleeping. Gabe had his head on Danny’s well tanned chest. Robb looked so peaceful, unlike the state he was in earlier. Aaron and Jesse spooned. I made my way down to the kitchen to make coffee and serve juice, and nuked some muffins. There had been some rain during the night but there was a small patch of blue in the sky which was indicative of a nice afternoon. Jeff and Josh arrived ready to work. They confided they had unbelievable sex last night as they relived the show that I put on with the twins and Jesse. As I poured the boys a coffee, Collins and Adam came down all dressed for work, and were easily coerced into having a coffee with us, which we had on the terrace. I liked that the West facing terrace had structure over it so even when it rained we could sit out there. Although it rained overnight, the seats were dry.

    “Was it Robb that had a bad dream last night?” Adam asked.

    “Yes, he dreamt his brother looked through the bedroom window and he was scared shitless. His brother, whom I haven’t met, is a piece of work. I don’t want to get into it right now but when I found out what his brother was doing, I moved him out of his family home immediately. Last night, I brought him downstairs. We had some hot chocolate, and I cuddled with him for a little while until the demons went away, then we went back to bed and I held him safe in my arms where he quickly fell asleep,” I said.

    “The twins did that often when they first came to live with me. I did the very same thing and it worked,” Collins said.

    “We better get started to get as much done today as possible. When is the furniture for the mezzanine coming?” Jeff asked.

    “It’s scheduled for Wednesday morning which means all those cartons of books should ideally be shelved in the library before that,” I said.

    “As much as we want to take Friday off, we may need to work here and drive up after work. Let’s see how things go today and how long the meeting is,” Jeff said, as they stood up.

    “Adam and I are driving up around six. You guys are welcome to come with us,” Collins said.

    “Oh, that’s great! We’ll probably take you up on that. I’ll get your number from Scott and let you know either way,” Jeff said.

    “I’m going to the bank today, Jeff, if you need some money from me,” I said.

    “I want to get the library finished rather than farting around with paperwork right now but thanks anyway,” Jeff said.

    They hugged and headed upstairs to work. I was happy they were considering working Friday. Construction work was getting a little old and the Fall term would be starting soon. I just wanted it to be done and the loft all cleaned up for once, and had somebody in mind to do the cleanup.

    “We must get going to work now. Thanks for a wonderful time. We are really looking forward to a weekend away. I haven’t had the boys away at all and they have been with me for over two months now. It should be fun,” Collins said.

    “Hey bro, I woke up with some hot guys in bed with me. They were asleep so I thought I would come down and see what’s up.”

    Aaron wore his 2(x)ist briefs beautifully, with his cock snaked around to the left nearly to his hip.

    “We are just leaving for work. I presume you will be home for dinner?” Adam asked.

    “Yeah, I guess so. I don’t have any cleaning jobs until next week but I need to pack for the weekend, so I’ll be home for dinner,” Aaron said.

    They all kissed. Their love for each other was very evident.

    As I was making another pot of coffee, Jesse, Robb, Gabe and Danny found their way downstairs. They were going to have to get used to getting up earlier as classes would be starting in two and a half weeks. I gave them all a kiss, with Robb holding on just a little longer and tighter, until Jesse suggested we get a room. Danny reheated the muffins just as there was a knock at the door. It was our Nordic blond football playing neighbour, Kyle. Another round of kisses ensued. Aaron seemed oblivious to the fact he was sporting wood in the briefest of briefs while everyone else was fully dressed. I think he was an exhibitionist. We had others on the swim team that loved showing off what they had.

    We all got or refilled our coffee except Gabe who had a Coke with no ice, and we went outside.

    “This morning, perhaps you guys can take the truck and do a big grocery shop while I take Aaron to Church Street to look for Speedos for him and Adam. I need to go to the bank and to pickup my new laptop and do my laundry. Maybe you guys would like to kick the ball around this afternoon and we can go for a sauna and swim after. Finally, Jeff has a business meeting here this afternoon and if it goes well for him, it’ll give him a high paying job for about a year and a half. It would be best if we made ourselves scarce,” I said.

    “Could you, for favor, get me also a Speedo green like this shirt? Green is my favourite colour. I have boys medium size or 68 to 70cm,” Gabe said.

    “Sure Gabe, no problem, but it would be easier if you gave me clean underwear so we can make sure of the size. We don’t use metric for clothing yet in Canada,” I said.

    He took off down the stairs and was back in a minute with undies and also a T-shirt and shorts. He was actually easy to understand. Sometimes he had words in the wrong order but he had the cutest accent and there really was no difficulty understanding him. The only difficulty was listening to what he was saying, rather than thinking what you would like to do with him in bed.

    Robb got a pad and pen and started work on a shopping list. I suggested I make lasagna for Friday night as half the guys might be late getting to the cottage depending on traffic. If I did the math right, there would be 16 of us so I could make two large ones and keep them warm in the oven until everyone got there. I wrote down the ingredients I needed on Robb’s pad. Kyle wanted to go along as he needed to buy things for himself and wanted to assist in getting healthy food for Vlad. I even made a concession and asked for whole wheat lasagna noodles hoping it didn’t ruin my recipe. We had all pretty much adapted to healthier eating so Vlad wouldn’t feel out of place. I think it was good for us too, judging by our number of ejaculations per day. We decided on steak for Saturday night and pork chops for Sunday. I gave Robb $100 towards the groceries. The boys grabbed the bundle buggy and the keys to the Expedition. I gave Robb a credit card and asked if he would fill it up with gas. They took off, grabbing Kyle’s buggy on the way to the elevator.

    “Did you want to get the Speedos now? Aaron asked.

    “The store won’t be open yet and besides, I want to have a shower first,” I said.

    “Can I wash your back,” Aaron said.

    “Only if I can wash yours -- and this,” I said stroking his cock through his undies.


    Jeff and Josh were working inside the library so we went up to the bedroom where Aaron quickly removed my clothing. I got on my knees and pulled his undies down using my teeth, pressing my nose into his balls, inhaling deeply, giving myself an instant boner. My nose found its way to his cockhead with its truly manly scent. I used my mouth to wash his cock and balls.

    “Wouldn’t you like that better if we showered first?”

    “Aaron, I would like it better if you played soccer first,” I said, as I continued to lick the clear fluid.

    “Adam’s cock doesn’t have any taste. He likes mine. We usually kiss so I get to taste mine. He says it makes him horny, but I don’t need him to do that,” he said.

    “What do you mean?” I asked.

    Aaron bent over at the waist and sucked about half of his own cock into his mouth. It was so amazing I felt like I would blow my load watching him.

    “Ahem, my turn Aaron.”

    He stopped sucking and pulled his balls down with one hand then started slapping them with his other hand while he moaned and groaned.

    “Why did you do that? Are you crazy?” I asked.

    “Don’t you guys do that?” he asked.

    “Aaron I’ve never seen anything like that. It must hurt like hell,” I said.

    “Stepdad used to do that to us when he said we were misbehaving. We didn’t like when he did it but got excited seeing our twin have it done so when the old bastard was gone we would slap and punch our own balls and eventually each other’s nuts until we both came. It hurts but it’s really a huge turn on. Will you punch my balls?” Aaron asked.

    “I’d be afraid of causing damage,” I said as I was squeezing my own balls.

    “We want to try kicking but haven’t done that yet, except when Adam did it to stepdad,” Aaron said.

    “Here, do this to me,” he said as he cupped his balls in the palm of one hand while he repeatedly punched them with the knuckles of his other hand. He was rock hard and leaking precum.

    “I wish Adam was here now. It’s way better when we do it to each other. Blindfolded is the best,” he said.

    I held my balls like he was and took a shot at them planning on a soft landing.

    “Ooof. Awww. Fuck that hurts,” I said as i massaged the pain away.

    “Do it to me Scott. Even if you hit too hard, don’t worry.”

    I cupped his nuts and let him have it. He didn’t even flinch. So I kept at it, hitting progressively harder. After about twenty, I stopped.

    “What’s wrong? Why did you stop?”

    “I couldn’t bear to hurt you any longer, Aaron.”

    “You were making love to me and you stopped. You weren’t hurting me. I fucking love it. We do lots of stuff to each other. I don’t know if other guys do it. Do you like getting things pushed inside your cock?” he asked.

    “I think we have some common ground. Hold that thought.”

    I ran next door to my closet and got the toy Jeff and I used once and loved. As soon as he saw it a big flush of precum started running out from his pee slit so I used it to lube the tube.

    “I think that’s way too long to go in me but I want you to, … I want to trust you. I’ve only done kinky stuff with my brother, willingly that is. Collins doesn’t do anything like this. We started off by using the barrels of pens until Adam found plastic chopsticks and we pushed them in each other. Man, it felt so good. My bro came first, firing the thing across the room. When I was getting ready to cum Adam kept working it, stroking my cock and pushing and pulling. When I came, he let some cum out then pushed it back in, keeping at it until I came again. It was so intense we just held each other and kissed until we came down from our orgasms,” Aaron said.

    I lined up the tube with his cock and pushed the tube slowly, to his soft moans of pleasure. When it was halfway in, I started to retract it but he put his hand over mine and pressed it in further, until he winced, then withdrew it. I pulled and squeezed his balls as he sighed and wrung some more precum to the tip and lubed the other end.

    “Aaron, do you want to put it into mine now? I want to trust you,” I said.

    He sucked me for a minute working my pee hole with his tongue and then added more of his precum to the tube and pushed it in my urethra slowly. It felt amazing letting him do it. It was pure pleasure. Once I got used to it, I pushed the other end inside Aaron’s cock.

    “Oh wow, we are fucking each other. That’s so cool. Scott, this is so amazing!”

    I showed him how squeezing the underside of his cock or mine would control how much the tube would penetrate the other’s cock. He had his hand around my cock, forcing me to fuck the entire length of the tube inside of his cock.

    “Fuck oh fuck man fuck me, blow your load inside my cock, this is the best ever, nothing comes close to this, jeezus, oh fuck I need to blow, please let me cum inside you.”

    He was breathless. I stroked him off making sure the tube fucked me good because I wanted to shoot. Watching the tube sink inside the long fat cock of this beautiful boy drove me over the edge and I started shooting to his moans and the intense look on his face and I deep kissed him, letting the tube do whatever it wanted.

    “Shoot more in me. That’s so intense. This is the best, take my seed in you,” he moaned and he fucked my cock with long careful strokes.

    “Fuuuuck, I love you Scott,” he shouted, as he blew an enormous load in my cock.

    It was so intense, more so than the time with Jeff. The pleasure was better but so was the pain.

    “You can do anything with me sexually, Scott. Can I be your slave? I don’t care about pain. I really get off pleasing you. I think it would be awesome if you tied me up and humiliated me. You can spank me and punch my balls. I will obey you,” he said.

    We were both still mostly hard and kept the tube in. It felt awesome being connected to Aaron like this.

    “Babes, I can’t talk intelligently about causing you pain after having awesome sex with you. You know I want to make you happy, but I think we need to think this through. It will only be good if nobody gets hurt in the crossfire. We don’t need to rush. We will be together for four days. Let’s go into the shower,” I suggested.

    He started to pull the tube out of his cock.

    “Leave it in Aaron.”

    We walked into the shower holding each others cock.

    “I need to pee,” Aaron said.

    I faced him, pushing our cocks on the tube so it was all inside me as far as I dared and slipped his foreskin over my head and told him it was fine to pee. It would go from his bladder into mine.

    “I prefer if you pissed inside mine,” he said.

    “I will, believe me, but you first,” I said as I kissed his forehead and wrapped my arms around him, rubbing his ass.

    He had a faraway look in his eyes as I felt the sensation of peeing backwards. It was actually a nice feeling especially knowing it was this cute twin that I adored and who wanted to be my slave. The boy had a big bladder. I had to pee before he started and now I was in real pain. I shifted the tube so more of it went into his bladder as he moaned.

    “Dude, this is so intense, holding back this pee. Anything you do to me will get it started. You can do anything Aaron,” I said.

    With that, he punched me in the nuts gently and I doubled over, in shock more than pain. I started pissing like a racehorse. I told Aaron that the punch was a relief to me and told him to keep squeezing my balls. It was the longest lasting pee I’ve ever had and I felt great when it was over. We held on to each other for awhile until he said I was going to get it back any second so I eased the tube out of his cock first then mine. I laid it on the shelf and turned the gentle rain head on in the center, got face to face with him aiming our cocks up towards our bellies.

    “I have no limits babes. Do what feels good,” I said.

    With that, a fountain started between us.

    “No limits babes.”

    He had to pee and he peed everywhere. I was surprised, no, shocked at the things the two of us did. It was all fun. It was like having a one hour pass to do anything you could think of and more with another person that you liked. A lot. We gave each other a good scrubbing with the antibacterial soap cleaning each others naughty bits carefully. We cleaned the tube very carefully. The last thing we needed was getting a bladder infection. I dried my slave with a towel from the heated towel rack; he did the same to his master. If I was going to have a slave, I would be a nice master.


    “Can we talk some more? There is more to the story I started to tell last night but was afraid of ruining the party atmosphere,” he said.

    “Lets lie on the bed and talk, if that’s okay. Yesterday you talked about pain and abuse, razor blades -- it sounds pretty scary, but I want to know all about you, if you can tell me. Why don’t you start at the beginning?” I asked.

    “I’m probably going to get all emo on you so please hold on to me. Adam and I haven’t really talked about it except the first night with Collins. I guess we are just hoping it will all go away.

    Our real dad died when we were twelve. Mom was really upset but she struggled on, putting on a brave face. We helped as best we could, mowing lawns, shoveling snow, and Adam even had a paper route while I helped mom clean and cook. We were really happy her friend at the hospital started visiting. We liked him and he really liked mom and us. After awhile we started getting the feeling he was a little creepy, like he would take us to the pool and make us change in the big change room, not a cubicle. We felt like his eyes were burning holes in our dicks. After he moved in, he loved babysitting us and he started giving us back rubs. As time went on our backs were a little further down, if you know what I mean. One day when the teachers had a Professional Development day, we talked to mom about feeling uncomfortable when he was with us alone while she was working. She was really upset that we would say such a thing and that he was 100% straight, and she should know.

    About that time, he was suspended from work. We never got an explanation except he told us it was a misunderstanding and would blow over. The police came around asking questions and we guessed it was a really big misunderstanding because they fired him. That’s when he started drinking more and started smoking. He had a fancy convertible and it got repo’d.

    I should tell you that Adam and I slept together like forever and fooled around as far back as I can remember. Mom continued on nights and he’d be drinking and surfing the net, then he came in our room and gave us back rubs, each one creepier than the last. One night he came in smelling like a whiskey soaked ashtray. We didn’t have a lock on the door and thought he had gone to sleep. Adam was trying to mount me. He yelled at us that if we were going to be queers then we should know how it felt so he dropped his pants, spit in my ass and fucked me hard and fast. It hurt like hell. Adam tried to pull him off of me but he was a big guy and just pushed Adam out of the way while he finished, shooting his sperm in my ass. We both cried and took a shower together where Adam cleaned me out back there. We cried ourselves to sleep.

    This became a regular occurrence once or twice a week. The first chance we got we told mom about it and she gave us shit for attempting to ruin the guy’s reputation. Things became strained between us and mom so we kept our distance. Meanwhile the attacks continued. If he wasn’t fucking one of us, he made us suck his revolting smegma covered cock.

    After taking it for a long time, we decided we wouldn’t do it anymore and the next time he came in to do it we told him ‘never again’ so he said either it’s your ass or I’ll hurt your mom. She was a nurse and worked nights; we figured he was bluffing and would be passed out drunk when mom got home so we told him to fuck off and die. We were awake when she got home. She went into the bedroom and we heard loud noises and she said ‘don’t do it’ then it got quiet so we went in and he was strangling her. Adam hoofed him in the nuts real good and he toppled over. I took a shot at him too, and another and another. He wasn’t even resisting or anything. He looked like he had just passed out drunk as usual except his eyes were open. I kept kicking his balls. Mom told us to stop, while she called 9-1-1.

    The paramedics and police came. The paramedics worked on step dad briefly with the paddles and a resuscitator. The police took us out and put us in separate police cars as the old bastard was whisked away in an ambulance, then the police took all of us to the station for interrogation. I gave my statement, and then the cop left for awhile. He came back with another cop to tell me that mom had been taken to the hospital. The other cop was being nice to me and even went and got me a Coke. He said that it looked like Adam was responsible for it and if I signed a statement that Adam planned to do this, I would be released. They were playing good cop/bad cop so I said they were so full of shit, their eyes were brown. They left again.

    They finally came back telling me the old bastard was dead and mom had been examined at the hospital and was found to have bruising on the neck consistent with attempted strangulation. Ultimately she recanted her story that dickhead didn’t do anything to her. Finally Adam and I were put in another interview room together. We cried and hugged because we were so happy to be together again. Then the other shoe dropped. A social worker interviewed us, telling us we were being turned over to Child Protective Services for placement in foster care for the time being.

    We were taken to a house run by a nasty lady who wouldn’t let us be in the same room. One afternoon she told me I wasn’t working out and would be moved to another home and to get my stuff ready. I went to Adam’s room and told him we had to get out of there because they were splitting us up. We ran downstairs, out the front door and didn’t stop running. We made a pact. If we couldn’t be together we wouldn’t be at all and needed razor blades so we could slash each others wrists and then lie down holding each other and go to sleep and never wake up. We know now we weren’t thinking straight at the time.

    That’s when we saw Collins, from whom we tried to bum some money. We said please mister, don’t call the cops and he asked what’s happening to make you this upset. We told him what I just told you. He told us he could get in so much shit but felt bad and said we could stay in his guest room until we could come up with a better solution. We ended up staying there.

    I held Aaron in my arms running my fingers through his thick hair while we laid there bawling our eyes out. I think he needed to tell the story to get it out of his system. My year looked like a disaster in May and my life was awesome now. I was so happy the twins connected with Collins. I shuddered to think how bad it could have been for them.



    To be continued ...

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    That was Intense, Sheep, VERY INTENSE! And, I'm not just talkin' about the Sex and "kink".

    PH1 has become a refuge in more ways than one!

    Looking forward to the Lake weekend!

    Keep smliin'!!
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    What Sheep said. You are developing this story way beyond a simple multi-person romp in the hay, Sheep.

    We are gaining insight into all of our wonderful guys, with all of their background issues - just like the rest of us have!


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

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    Quote Originally Posted by DonQuixote View Post
    What Sheep said. You are developing this story way beyond a simple multi-person romp in the hay, Sheep.

    We are gaining insight into all of our wonderful guys, with all of their background issues - just like the rest of us have!
    One would almost think they are real. Unfortunately, real things happen to people. Some things are pretty depressing but this is life. I can't go on pretending the guys had an idillic life. In fact most of them have had some bad stuff in their lives. Possibly by the end of the weekend we will know the boys on a deeper level as the complicated people they are and not just beautiful sexy playthings, although I see no reason why that part of them will change. Most of them are 18 and experiencing life partially on their own while still being protected by the slightly older protagonist. Time will tell.

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    Good one Sheep,its nice to know the life of the characters before they came in the loft, and as you say life is not a bed of roses !!! Something else though and this is only my thought and may be i am the only one thinking that but i dont like at all the hurting, tubing part so i just went to the next paragraph, nonetheless i understand that some people may like it

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    I have reposted the photos of the swim team at http://www.justusboys.com/forum/memb...swim-team.html
    Writing is progressing on chapter 46

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    Very nice link, Sheep!
    (Now for when the coast is clear around here an I can "review" them. For literary purposes, of course.)


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

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    Very nice link, Sheep!
    (Now for when the coast is clear around here an I can "review" them. For literary purposes, of course.)
    Of course ONLY for literary purpose, I do understand what you mean lol

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    Chapter forty-six


    ©2011-2012 Sheep. All rights reserved. Copyright registered and protected. It is illegal to copy, post or publish without the written consent of the author. This story is NOT in the public domain

    Previously...
    “That’s when we saw Collins, from whom we tried to bum some money. We said please mister, don’t call the cops and he asked what’s happening to make you this upset. We told him what I just told you. He told us he could get in so much shit but felt bad and said we could stay in his guest room until we could come up with a better solution. We ended up staying there,” Aaron said.

    I held Aaron in my arms running my fingers through his thick hair while we laid there bawling our eyes out. I think he needed to tell the story to get it out of his system. My year looked like a disaster in May and my life was awesome now. I was so happy the twins connected with Collins. I shuddered to think how bad it could have been for them.
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    “Aaron, I am always amazed at how much abuse humans are capable of giving others. Robb was sexually molested and raped by his brother. He still has nightmares about him. Any time you need someone to talk to, I’m here. I know you have Adam, but sometimes it’s helpful to have fresh eyes and ears. Right now, we need to get you guys some swimwear,” I said.


    It wasn’t mid-morning yet and I felt like I had been run over by a steam roller. We dressed and went down to check on the library which was progressing nicely. We got Gabe’s clothes and headed to the garage. Aaron loved the convertible. We got lucky, finding a parking spot in front of the store. We didn’t have to wait long for a salesperson to descend on us. We were escorted to the swimwear, finding a black and a white bikini style Speedo, which Aaron took into the change room. There was a nice one in a sea green with some blue in it. I got Gabe’s clothes out and the sales guy got one that was the same size, a 28. It had a couple of diagonal stripes on one side in magenta. There was a matching tank top. Both these colours were in the pair of shorts we brought along.

    Aaron came out of the change room in only the white Speedo and bare feet. The bulge was obscenely beautiful. The twins could start a riot on a beach.

    “You like? I want Adam to have the white suit because his helmet head will show up nicely in the white. We switch clothes all the time. It’s like we don’t have my clothes and his; they are all ours. We usually wear our own shoes though. Oh look at these jockstraps! I love the red, and Royal blue,” he said.

    I got a flannel grey one in Jesse’s size. I looked in the accessories area. They had vibrating eggs and a dildo with many settings on it and it could be plugged into an iPod so the dildo would vibrate in sync with the music. The thing I liked the most was a ‘Clone-a-Willy’ that you could mold your own cock into a dildo. I had to have one to make Aaron’s cock something I could practice with. They had a set of sounds on clearance so I got one, and a few cock rings. My new friend came out of the dressing room and we took everything to the counter where I asked them to put it all on one bill and gave him my credit card.

    “Feel like a bite?”

    “Are you a vampire?” Aaron asked.

    “I suck everything else out of you. I might as well suck some blood. What I meant to ask was, are you hungry?”

    “Silly man. I’m a teen. Naturally I’m hungry!” he said.

    We walked down to Zelda’s patio after stashing our shopping in the trunk. They serve great bacon cheeseburgers so that’s what we ordered. The wait staff are hilarious -- campy and witty and well selected for the clientele. Service was quick so we were on the road in no time, this time to pick up my new Mac Book Pro. My grey eyed, thin, techie type twink named Dino gave me a warm welcome.

    “Are you ready to pick up your stuff now?” he asked.

    “Not just yet. I think a week from today if that’s okay with you guys. The work will be complete by then. I do need my souped up speed demon 17” now, though. Oh, and by the way, this is my friend Aaron who has an exact duplicate, his twin. I’m entertaining them at the cottage for the weekend,” I said.

    “Must be nice.”

    “You have no idea, my friend. I just bought them Speedos. They show off their bodies just perfectly,” I said.

    “Also, it must be nice to have a cottage. We just got in a new line of wireless security systems with miniature remote cameras. They run on batteries and transmit to an interface for a phone line, computer or cell phone. You just enter the IP address on your computer or iPhone initially, and can see your cottage from anywhere in the world. You can use it around the house, too, for surveillance. They can be set to be motion activated, too, so the batteries last a long time. I’m sure you aren’t interested, but we still have the four iMacs. Whenever I tell the boss how much we need to reduce the price, he moans and groans that they will cannibalize sales of new ones,” he said.

    “You’re right. I could take them but if he thought my other offer was insulting, he will positively hate me. Tell him I’ll take the lot for $2,500 and that I’ll be looking to buy lighting for my photo studio soon,” I said.

    If I ever wondered which team he played on, it was becoming abundantly clear, as I glanced at the obvious banana in his pocket. The camera setup would be great for the cottage, if only for identifying a thief and to monitor the roof for snow loads in the winter. I had wondered about Robb’s dreams, and wanted to satisfy myself that they were only nightmares he was having, so I bought a small and a large set. He rang up the sale, I paid, and Aaron gave Dino a lateral hug. After a quick stop at the bank, in a few minutes we were home. Jesse and Robb were putting away the groceries and packing a carton of non-perishables for the cottage.

    I reached in the bag, tossed Gabe the Speedo and tank top, and pulled his other clothes from the bag.

    “It is perfect. You mixed my favourite colours.”

    He stripped and slipped into the Speedo. Aaron did the same, putting on the black one.

    Everyone complimented both of them on how good they looked. I got the jockstrap out for Jesse and pulled it over his head, making him look goofy, and they all laughed. He dropped his shorts and undies and put it on, making his ass look even better, if that’s possible. By now Aaron was modeling the blue one. My semi turned into a hemi. He slipped it off and tried the red one which was so hot looking. All three of them gave me a full on hug. They were all hard, too, as was I. Then I opened my new laptop.

    “I have one more quote to come in for the 15 inch. I should phone the school and give them a nudge,” Kyle said.

    “You can use the phone in the kitchen toll free if you want.”

    “I’ll run next door and get the info. Be right back,” Kyle said.

    He got on the phone, and after being transferred around hell’s half acre, he got to the person who, it seems, had managed to transpose two digits in his phone number and was patiently waiting for Kyle to phone him back. Kyle was writing notes and asking all the right questions. We sat down together and he showed me his quotes. His price from the school was the best one but only had 4 gigs of RAM and a slow 5400 RPM 500 gig hard drive. I told him I could get him one with double the ram and a 7200 RPM 750 gig hard drive for the same price. It was used for three months but looks new and I would wipe the drive and reinstall the operating system. It’s even in its original carton.

    “If it’s three months old, I guess it’s out of warranty?” he asked.

    “I will give you AppleCare with it which extends the original warranty to three years. That would be $349 but for you, no charge, and you can have it next week, so you are getting $700 off for three months of normal wear,” I said.

    “I never had a Mac. What if I can’t get used to it?” he asked.

    “All of us except Scott and James had PC’s until this summer. After a day, you won’t even think about it. They are easy to use,” Jesse said.

    “I’ll hold your cheque for a few days. If you can’t ‘hack’ it, give it back. If you’re fine with it, I’ll get the extended warranty and cash the cheque,” I said, to the sound of a few groans for my bad pun.

    “So just to make sure, it’s a quad core i7 with two graphics processors?”

    “That’s the one, Kyle.”

    “I don’t want to sound disrespectful, but it didn’t fall off the back of a truck? I won’t have it confiscated when I take it in for service? If it’s a little warm, I don’t want it.”

    “Two things you should know. It is part of a big lot of computer equipment I bought from a dealer. They had supplied it on lease but the company ran into financial difficulties so it all came back. I made them a low offer, we negotiated and finally they accepted my offer. I’ll be picking it all up next week when the library is done. The other thing, don’t assume it will need to be serviced. I’m going to transfer files onto mine and I’ll give you a demo tonight,” I said.

    Kyle looked really happy. He was usually pretty calm, cool and collected but it was obvious he was excited. Robb took orders for sandwiches. I told him Aaron and I had a bite while we were out.

    “We play fútbol after we eat?” Gabe asked.

    “Yes, we will. I’ll get changed after lunch. We can play for awhile then come back and have a sauna and swim,” Kyle said.

    “I also have my fútbol clothes, which I get after. My llama pet ask me to bring,” Gabe said.

    “Why did he ask that, Gabe,” I asked.

    “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe he have socks and feets feteesh,” Gabe said.

    I had to look the other way. Occasionally Gabe mispronounced words. I had to laugh at the ‘feets feteesh’ double whammy but didn’t want to be rude, so I tried to stifle it. I went upstairs to see how the library was going, hoping the change of venue would kill the urge to laugh. I went into the library with the boys, closed the door and burst out laughing, safely knowing the room was as soundproof as we could make it. Josh and Jeff found it amusing but I think it was one of those things where you had to be there. The paneling was completed, as were about half the shelves. Jeff explained he wanted to finish the shelving and stain the millwork before going to the cottage, so it would be dry to start spraying the lacquer on Monday.

    “I had a call from Bryan. He asked if they could move up the appointment to 4:00 and I told him it was fine. It really isn’t required that you be here, but if you want to be, that’s fine too,” Jeff said.

    I reminded him that we needed the carpet installed on Tuesday. I told them I was installing surveillance cameras while the boys were gone and didn’t really want to tell them for fear of upsetting Robb, and that I had a set for the cottage too.


    The boys were finished lunch and getting ready to kick the ball around. Aaron said he wasn’t good at soccer and wanted to swim instead. I told him I had stuff to do on the computer.

    “I don’t know much about them but I want to learn. Can I hang out with you?” he asked.

    “Aaron, the problem is, if you are within fifteen feet of me I get hard and I can’t think with the big head,” I said.

    “And my problem is, even if I am one floor above you and at the other end of the building, I will be hard thinking about you, so I guess we have a problem. What are we going to do about it?” he asked.

    “Up to the bedroom. It’s sixty-nine time, I said.

    He looked so hot in his jockstrap as it framed his buns like a Rembrandt. I read the Clone-a-Willy instructions and collected everything I needed and took it all, and Aaron, to the bedroom.

    “Can you stay hard for five minutes without touching yourself?” I asked.

    “My hole is very sensitive. If you rimmed me, I guarantee I can stay hard.”

    After helping him put on a cock ring, I put an empty garbage bag on the floor and measured the tube to make it the correct length for his huge cock. This was a ‘one size fits all’ kit and I only had to cut a little off. I stripped, then I held the vibrating egg on his frenulum as I worked my tongue in his ass. He was fully hard, now, so I asked him to slowly jack me, then I poured the casting powder into 98 degree water and mixed thoroughly. Timing was everything, so I poured the mixture into the tube then pressed it over his cock. Much of the material oozed out and landed on the garbage bag. I got him to hold the tube in place as I resumed the assault on his hole with my tongue, while I held the vibrating egg on his balls. I was counting the seconds and listening to hear him moan. He said it was all very erotic and was rock-hard. I was frustrated that time was up and the contraption could now be removed from his cock. I slipped it off and removed the casting from the tube, while I took Aaron by the hand into the shower to clean off excess casting material.

    “I want that rimjob to continue. You had me on the edge,” he said.

    We dried each other and headed over to the bed to resume where we were so rudely interrupted by drying casting material. Kissing got us back in the mood instantly. I put the egg against his frenulum like before, and pushed his foreskin over it as I buried my tongue in his ass, again. This seemed to be a wicked combination for him and he became quite vocal right away. His moans were a real turn-on for me. I put two fingers in my mouth, getting them very slippery, as I continued eating his boy-pussy. I was anxious for a mouthful of his baby batter so I pushed my fingers in his ass, probing around for his prostate. His moans told me when I was touching it, and I sucked him while holding the egg in the hand I was jerking him with.

    Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of my mouth as cum spewed from it in a continuous stream, mostly into my mouth.

    “Don’t swallow, kiss me,” he ordered.

    I gave it back to him, only to have him spit most of it in my ass, working it in me with his fingers. I was kneeling as his head bobbed up and down on my cock, while his fingers made my ass very happy. He found my magic spot and pressed and massaged and my abs contracted as I shot a stream of the white stuff in his mouth. We laid down together, kissing while my intense orgasm subsided. I could stare into his remarkable hazel eyes for hours, they were so hypnotic.


    “I guess I’ll be able to concentrate now. I need to make the dildo and transfer files onto my new laptop, but you can help me make the lasagnas for tomorrow night,” I said.

    Aaron was in his element in the kitchen. I got the ground beef out, ready to simmer, and tossed a Spanish onion to Aaron. I was looking for the gizmo for chopping onions and he opened a drawer, pulled out a chef’s knife and had it sliced and diced before I had the stove turned on. It was agreed I was in the way so I let Aaron make the food.

    “I guess I will start with the apps on the laptop,” I said.

    It took little time for that transfer while I got tools and a ladder ready to install the video surveillance system. I set up the laptop to move all my other files to the hard drive on it. I installed an exterior camera which had a good view of the doorway from the rooftop into the bedroom. Inside, I replaced some motion detectors with combination motion detectors and practically invisible cameras built into them. One more exterior camera was glued to an outdoor light on the West terrace. The final one was in the hallway outside our door. The interface and hard drive box could go in my library when it was finished. I gathered up the packaging and disposed of it down the chute.

    Aaron was assembling the final layer of the lasagnas when I came down. They looked even nicer than mine.

    I heard voices from the hall seconds before four stinky boys burst through the door looking about the same as they smelled. It was time for a shower for them. Dino called back to tell me the offer was accepted for the iMacs, provided they had an opportunity to quote on my photographic lighting requirements. Jesse checked the pork chops he was going to do for dinner, finding them almost thawed in the fridge so he took them out and went to join the others in the shower along with Aaron who had just popped the lasagnas in the oven to bake. I checked out the library finding it about seventy-five percent complete. Bryan rang up from the lobby so I buzzed them in.

    “Jeff, Bryan and his friend are on their way up now. I’m going to tell the boys to get moving out to the pool and I can stick around if you want.”

    I went and asked the guys to clear out then ran downstairs to answer the door.

    “Hi, Bryan, welcome to the construction site,” I said.

    “Scott, I’d like you to meet my associate, Charles,” Bryan said.

    “Hey, Charles, welcome. Please come in,” I said.

    Jeff came downstairs and was introduced to Charles. My gaydar wasn’t working; I had no clue if Charles played on our team.

    “Jeff, why don’t you show Charles around? I’m going to be setting up my new laptop. The guys are either in the pool or the sauna,” I said.

    I went up to the mezzanine and sucked my photos, iTunes, movies, and accounting stuff into the laptop’s hard drive. That would take a few hours. I decided to do my laundry, and changed into my Speedo. The bed was made and everything looked presentable, so I called down to Josh to tell him I was going swimming.

    I really needed to swim and have a sauna. The water was warm and I had the pool to myself, so I did laps and practiced my flip turns. I didn’t stay in very long. I wanted to join the others in the sauna. I could hear the giggles as soon as I entered the building. The sauna was hot in every sense of the word. It would be hard to imagine so much male perfection in one small space. I squeezed in between Jesse and Gabe while the fútbol chatter went in one ear and out the other. My mind was wandering between getting the loft finished, the weekend starting tomorrow morning, and the start of school. I would be in my senior year. I could stay in school or see how well I made out with my photo and story submissions to The Daily. I was looking forward to having my library finished, so I could do some active portfolio management and churn some cash out of my investments for an idea I wanted to discuss with my lawyer on Monday. I wanted to grow the photo business, too, and properly equip the studio. I couldn’t ignore the heat caused by Jesse’s and Gabe’s thighs pressing against mine.

    I was jostled back to reality by the others getting up for a dip. The pool was refreshing, causing me to shrink back to normal. Luckily there wasn’t anybody else around, but my hardness didn’t escape Aaron. Naturally, I noticed his, too. I’m sure the people on their balconies a quarter mile away noticed that, too. After our cool-down, we returned for more. This time Aaron had me cornered on the upper level.

    “Damn, I don’t want to go home tonight but I said I’d be home for dinner,” Aaron said as he pulled his cock out of his Speedo.

    “If you don’t want to go, don’t,” I said, thinking about the trombones.

    He picked up my hand and placed it on his thick, hard shaft. So much for thinking with my big head. I pushed his foreskin over his head and did short circular strokes as he moaned. Danny stood in front of Aaron, pulling his ten incher out, and pressed it to Aaron’s lips. I think Aaron tried to say “no,” but by opening his mouth, I guess he was actually saying yes. I swapped out my face for my fist and deep-throated Aaron; his ample precum allowed it to slide down my throat.

    “Why don’t you just sit on his huge cock and let him fuck your brains out, Scott?” Jesse asked.

    “Can’t, because my ass would need lube,” I managed to blurt out before my brain shut down entirely.

    Bambi, the best rimmer of the bunch buried his face in my ass. His tongue was always incredible. I was happy to let him do this like forever, but I should have known when Gabe spit in his hand and slowly jerked Robb. In a flash, Robb was giving me his all getting me very turned on until I heard the familiar ‘ungh - I’m cumming’ followed by the feel of him shooting load after load inside me. Kyle had that lean and hungry look he gets after a game and whipped his suit off, and ran his dripping cock up and down my crack before fucking me like a jackrabbit and blowing his cum in and around my hole.

    “Scott, you’re such a slut. I never thought I’d have to wait to be third in line,” Jesse said.

    With that he shoved his big, thick cock in me hard and deep. I winced in pain. I could tell he was upset, but didn’t know why. He continued his assault on my ass shoving himself in as deep and quickly as he could then pulling all the way out, only to repeat the action.

    “Fuck me like you used to, baby. Make love to me.”

    “Like I did before you were in love with the whole damned city?” he questioned.

    It hit me like a ton of bricks. I knew I also had special feelings for Aaron as he did for me. In fact I had guilt feelings about the way I was carrying on with Aaron but I was trying to rationalize it. I guess I found the line in the sand. I wasn’t straddling it. I was way on the other side. I began sobbing from the realization of what I was doing to Jesse. He eased inside me and wrapped his strong arms around me placing his forehead against the back of my head. I felt tears dripping on my neck. I could feel his body shaking and knew he was crying somehow. I pulled my face away from Aaron’s semi, looked around to find the other guys had left.

    “Jesse, I’m so sorry. Can we sleep together in the spare room tonight, just the two of us?” I asked.

    Jesse cried harder as his cock slipped out of me.

    “Scott, I don’t want to be the reason you stop loving Aaron. He is a nice boy. I’m willing to include him in our special love if that’s what it takes to make you happy,” Jesse said.

    “I feel real bad. I want you guys to settle it by yourselves. Jesse, if you never want me to make love to your man, I won’t because I love both of you. I’ll not come to the cottage, just to give you guys some time without me around,” Aaron said.

    Jesse leaned over me and planted a wet kiss on Aaron’s mouth.

    “I don’t want you to do that, either. You make him happy and I know you two have a bond. I want you, Aaron, to fuck him now because I get horny watching or even thinking about you doing that, or you can fuck me or I’ll fuck you and you can fuck him,” Jesse said.

    “I think we need to do something together. You guys can double fuck my ass. I’m used to getting a pounding from my brother, so I should be able to take both of you,” Aaron said.

    Jesse and I looked at each other with devilish grins. Jesse sucked Aaron’s whopper into his mouth returning both of them to a state of ‘high’ alert. I sat leaning back against the upper bench. Aaron came down and sucked me as Jesse stuck his wet tongue in Aaron’s ass.

    “That’s it Jesse, get him slippery and wet. It makes me so horny seeing you do that,” I said.

    Aaron sat on my cock while Jesse watched it disappear inch by inch into Aaron, who leaned back to my chest. I put my arms around him and he raised his knees to his chest and held them. Jesse slipped the head of his penis past the tight ring with loud groans from Aaron. It felt so good rubbing on the underside of my cock. Aaron was very tense so I told him to take some deep breaths. Jesse was further in and doing a slow fuck but the extreme tightness more than made up for the short, slow strokes. He held Aaron’s legs up to his chest and stroked his inner thighs with his thumbs. Aaron’s groans turned into moans as Jesse fucked him all the way, while Aaron flexed and relaxed his ass, driving us both wildly crazy. We both kissed the boy while Jesse fucked and I held Aaron still against Jesse’s now powerful thrusts.

    I slid a hand down his chest to his very hard cock. Jacking him made him moan louder which made me hornier. I was so close that if Aaron clamped his ass, I would cum. Jesse moaned saying he was going to cum. Hearing him say it was enough to trigger mine. Aaron clamped, then I felt Jesse’s love juice coat my dick and fill any voids I hadn’t filled. I jerked him tightly and quickly and he shot his young cream all over my hand and his abs. I offered Jesse my hand. He licked it clean as he withdrew from our boy. Aaron managed to get himself off my cock. I licked the slick mess off his abs and sucked his big cock clean, then pulled him close to me and kissed him passionately. When I finished, Jesse gave him the same kind of kiss; then Jesse and I kissed, but for much longer.

    “Group hug, guys,” I said.

    We did and it felt great. If anyone asked me if I was married or single, my response would be, “it’s so complicated that anyone else claiming to have a complicated love life has a really simple one compared to mine.”


    To be continued ...

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    Awesome, Sheep! AWESOME!!

    I do Know, Thankfully, of ALL that you ""Speak"!

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    Sheep,
    You keep the guys' stories fresh and on edged - in more ways than one!

    And you keep up on edge, too!


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

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    Thanks Sheep for a hot chapter with a lot of rimming that i like very much. In fact i think i would loved to rim all the swim team as they all seem to have beautiful asses

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    Well guys, I wish I had another chapter ready for you but I don't. I did write a prologue for the story. You can see it at the beginning of the story or click here
    http://www.justusboys.com/forum/gay-...swim-team.html

    The next chapter will be along asap

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    That worked pretty well, Sheep!


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

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    HA! Nice try, Sheep!

    You managed to lead me into 'only' reading the first four chapters, and all the replies, AGAIN, before I managed to reluctantly pull myself back to current 'reality'!

    Eagerly awaiting what's next!

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    I'm working on it. The next chapter is half done

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    Previously…
    I slid a hand down his chest to his very hard cock. Jacking him made him moan louder which made me hornier. I was so close that if Aaron clamped his ass, I would cum. Jesse moaned saying he was going to cum. Hearing him say it was enough to trigger mine. Aaron clamped, then I felt Jesse’s love juice coat my dick and fill any voids I hadn’t filled. I jerked him tightly and quickly and he shot his young cream all over my hand and his abs. I offered Jesse my hand. He licked it clean as he withdrew from our boy. Aaron managed to get himself off my cock. I licked the slick mess off his abs and sucked his big cock clean, then pulled him close to me and kissed him passionately. When I finished, Jesse gave him the same kind of kiss; then Jesse and I kissed, but for much longer.

    “Group hug, guys,” I said.

    We did and it felt great. If anyone asked me if I was married or single, my response would be, “it’s so complicated that anyone else claiming to have a complicated love life has a really simple one compared to mine.”
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    We suited up, grabbed our towels and went to the loft for a shower. It was a quick one as Aaron had to get home. After we dressed he took the lasagnas out of the oven that had automatically turned itself off. They looked so good I wanted to eat one all by myself, right now! While I drove Aaron home, we chatted briefly about feelings for all three of us. Aaron said he really liked Jesse but if Jesse had a change of heart he would gladly step aside, rather than ruin what Jesse and I had together.

    “I think you’re afraid our relationship would fall apart which would be quite awkward since we live together and will be on the swim team together. I got the feeling Jesse had a thing going for Adam but I could be wrong,” I said.

    “That’s interesting you should say that because Adam told me the sex was great but he felt something special for Jesse and wanted to sleep beside him last night. In fact he’s talked about Jesse since seeing him in Collin’s office,” Aaron said.

    “I thought you were encouraging me to be close to Adam when you said something about fucking him like that and making him moan and I’ll have a friend for life,” I said.

    “It’s like this; we talked a long time ago about having boyfriends and decided it would cause too much pain if one of us had a boyfriend and the other didn’t. We should just be together because nobody could love us as much as our twin but if we ever found a couple that we really liked, a four way love arrangement would be ideal and would build on and complement what we already had. We both pretty much figured the chance of that happening was right up there with a snowball’s chance in Hell, but it fueled our fantasies for awhile,” Aaron said.

    “I definitely must engineer that the four of us sleep together on the weekend. I think we should give it every chance to work and if it doesn’t, at least we know we tried our best. It will give us a reason to look forward to the weekends,” I said.

    He gave my hand a squeeze as I dropped him off at their apartment, then I returned home.


    “I got the job!” Jeff said enthusiastically.

    “When does it start?” I asked.

    “Actual construction can’t start until sometime in September. It’s my job to hire crews or subcontractors so I’ll have lots of work to do arranging things. I need to meet with Charles quite a bit to go over plans to see if I can make suggestions for reducing the build cost without sacrificing quality. We need to produce a project timeline to identify problems before they occur and to keep the owner up to date on progress. He will be advancing me money upon signing the contract. I’m thinking I should buy a new Mac because that’s what Charles and the owner use, and we will have all the drawings in that format. I need a new one anyway. Maybe you can help me with that,” Jeff said.

    “Congratulations, but I knew you would get it. I can help you out with a Mac. I have some coming in next week. I will take my laptop with me this weekend and can give you an idea of how they work,” I said.

    “That’s good. I should get back to work. The more we do now, the more time we can spend with you at the cottage,” Jeff said.

    Kyle came in the door asking if we had plans for dinner.

    “You are asking the wrong guy. Has anyone seen Jesse?” I said, to nobody in particular.

    We found him sunbathing with Gabe on the west terrace.

    “Did you get Aaron home okay? I’m sorry if he thought I was upset with him because I’m not,” Jesse said.

    “No, he wasn’t. He was afraid he was screwing up our relationship. He wants to have a four way love relationship with you, me, and his twin,” I said.

    “You get all the action, Scott. Actually I came over to see if you guys want to come to my place for dinner,” Kyle said.

    “If you are asking me, my answer is yes. That’ll give me two days in a row away from cooking,” Jesse said.

    “How you are doing, guys?” Gabe said as his hard cock danced in the afternoon sun.

    It was like trying to talk with a snake charmer, watching his cock. It’s not that it was huge; it just looked it because he was fairly ‘compact’ but his dick was full size. I was trying to be good after Jesse got upset about the Aaron thing.

    “Sounds like a “yes” Kyle, but Jeff and Josh are working tonight so they can do the staining tomorrow then come to the cottage in the afternoon,” I said.

    “That’s no problem. The more the merrier. You guys might have to bring a couple of chairs,” he said.

    Danny was on his phone so I asked Kyle to invite him when he got off the phone. I went upstairs to do the final step in making a clone of Aaron’s hard cock. I mixed the two part system, inserted the vibrator in the mold, then filled it up with the mixture, leaving it to cure in the guest ensuite bathroom with the fan on.
    I phoned Vlad to see how everything was going. I missed talking to him and wanted him to know a little about the twins who he would meet tomorrow night. A song by “Pink” called “Fuckin Perfect” came to mind. It was used on the old series, “Queer As Folk” and he could hear it on Youtube. He said they planned on getting away early so they could get to the cottage by mid-afternoon.

    The library was coming along nicely. The bookcases were complete and were better than the ones in the house in that the shelves were adjustable. This should make the staining easier. Only the crown moulding, door & window trim was left to do.

    I met Danny in the kitchen. He told me Kyle wanted us over in a half-hour.

    “I just got off the phone with dad. I’m going to go home with them from the cottage on Monday. Mom wants to take me clothes shopping, I need to pack, they want to take me out for dinner like the last supper, then dad will drive me here Wednesday night. Knowing my mom, I’m sure she will come up with an excuse to come here as well. I hope it’s okay,” he said, as he pulled some beers out of the fridge.

    “I think it’s a good idea they see where you are living so they won’t worry about you. I’ll ask the others to not make any sexual advances while they are here,” I chuckled.

    We grabbed beers and went out to the west terrace to grab thirty minutes of sun with the others before dinner. Not much had changed. Gabe was still hard. Whatever was causing it, Robb caught it too.

    “Hey sexy hunk, would you like a beer?” I asked Jesse as I gave him a passionate kiss and handed him a beer.

    As long as he boned up when I did that, our relationship was happy. I guess it was very happy.

    “I’m going to beat you in the slalom this weekend,” Jesse said.

    “I find that highly unlikely,” I said beating my chest with my fists, making “Oo-Oo-Ah-Ah” noises like a giant silverback as I jumped around imitating a gorilla. Danny ran his fingers through my hair looking for bugs as he pretended to groom me. We all got in a goofy mood. Gabe jumped on my back and I carried him around like he was my child, feeling his erection rubbing my back indicating he was no child.

    “Did you liked it?” Gabe asked.

    “My shorts wouldn’t be tenting if I didn’t like it,” I said.

    Gabe double checked to see if I was being honest, finding that I was.

    It was time to go to Kyle’s, so I went up and told Jeff and Josh. They wanted to vacuum the floor up there and said they would be over after that. The rest of us got dressed, grabbed a couple of chairs and descended on Kyle’s beautiful loft and polished off all the munchies on the coffee table as he poured us wine. He was boiling water for pasta.

    “I just heard from Raph. He is hoping tomorrow’s install won’t take too long and we might be able to head up by mid afternoon if that’s okay. He is bringing his overnight bag with him so we can leave from here, after a stop for wine and beer,” Kyle said.

    “That’s great. Be sure to bring the map and call when you are almost there so one of us can come in the boat to pick you up,” I said.

    As Kyle prepared the salad, Jeff and Josh came in, looking rather tired.


    The Fettuccine Alfredo was magnificent. Kyle followed Alfredo Di Lelio’s recipe to the letter with triple butter but added cubed cooked chicken to give it its protein content. He served it with a fresh garden salad.

    Kyle tried to introduce conversation with the meal so the boys would eat slower and enjoy the meal but it was no use. Anything this good deserved our undivided attention. We did, however, take breaks in order to sip the wine alternating with water, which Kyle always had on the table. Nobody ever left Kyle’s table with a hangover from the wine.

    “Thank you, once again, Kyle, for a superb meal. I wish we didn’t have to go, but we have a real deadline to meet with Scott’s Library, and by putting in a couple of hours this evening, we will still be able to meet it and come to the cottage for the weekend,” Josh said.

    They slipped out the door with only a hug. The rest of us stayed for dessert and coffee which is a tradition in Norway, the world’s leading coffee consumer. Kyle had his the traditional way which was black but didn’t force it on us. He made Krumkake, a paper-thin rolled cake filled with whipped cream and served a potent liqueur, Akvavit, which is yellow and spiced with caraway seeds.
    “Do you speak or write Norwegian, Kyle?” Robb asked.

    “My grandparents mostly spoke Bokmål to each other and some rubbed off on me. My dad learned Nynorsk in high school. Most Norsk is based on Danish. In rural areas, there are so many variations due to decentralized dialects, that sometimes you would think everybody is speaking a different language. It should be interesting in college,” Kyle explained.

    “Oh, marvy,” Robb replied, with one of those ‘you’re shitting me’ looks on his face.

    Gabe generally kept his mouth shut, lending an air of mystery and intelligence to himself.

    “Babes, thanks so much for an excellent evening away from the noise, but we must get back and do some laundry and pack. Are you coming over to sleep with us tonight?” I asked Kyle.

    “Thanks for the invite, but I want to rest up for the weekend. I may read for awhile with a coffee and Akvavit to keep me company.”



    Jeff was completing the last of the trim, and Josh was putting the tools away. Nobody felt like partying so we did some laundry, put the lasagnas in the fridge, got the coolers ready to pack in the morning and a hundred other things that become second nature like charging the batteries on Vlad’s boom-box. I phoned Aaron to see if he wanted us to pick him up in the morning.

    “Hey.”

    “Hey Aaron, it’s Scott. What’s up, babes?” I asked, feeling a tingling in my groin on hearing his voice.

    “I know who it is, sexy man. I wanted to call you earlier but didn’t want to piss off Jesse,” he admitted.

    “We are all cool, babes. What are you doing?” I asked.

    “I’m sketching a nude of Adam with a big boner. I think I will call it “Natural State.” Aaron said.

    “Great idea for the title! I just called to see if you want a pickup in the morning or do you want to hoof it over here?” I asked.

    “Thanks for the offer. Could you pick me up? I’ll be ready at 9:00AM okay?” he asked.

    “Sounds fine by me. Just don’t forget your Speedos,” I said.


    I packed up my camera equipment and suggested the boys pack their clothes so we would be ready in the morning. We closed up the loft and headed upstairs. The library looked wonderful. Jeff had just finished; Josh vacuumed again so no dust would be stirred up when they stained and sprayed the millwork. I checked over my new laptop, checking for and installing software updates. I checked my mail, found nothing, and opened a picture of Jesse on the slalom with a big spray, and carried the laptop to Jeff to show him.

    “That’s what we will be doing on the weekend? The picture quality is fantastic!” Jeff said.

    “I’ll show you how to use the computer on the weekend, Jeff, when we aren’t water skiing.”

    “We will be starting work fairly early but will try to be quiet,” Josh said.

    We hugged. They had both put in a hard days work. They weren’t dirty but both had the aromas of hard working men. I left the library window open a little to vent the wood filler’s odor and headed off to bed. Danny and Robb were messing around; Jesse and Gabe appeared to be waiting for me, so I did a strip tease, getting them, and me, worked up. I sat on the edge of the bed and pushed Gabe over, close to Jesse, then collapsed on the pair of them. It seems we were in an amorous mood.

    I loved the feel of Gabe’s soft smooth skin and wanted to caress his beautiful body, so I took him to the bath tub in the guest suite, lit several large red scented candles, while filling the tub, and added some bubble bath to the water. As it filled, I pulled him into a frontal hug, kissing him repeatedly. Having checked the water temperature, I got into the tub and invited Gabe to sit in front of me. I rubbed him all over, scooping up sudsy water and letting it trickle all over his soft but muscular body. I maintained contact with him for the entire bath, listening to his soft mewls of pleasure. I enjoyed licking his ears while playing with his nipples. I allowed my hand to slide down to his belly button and I fingered it.

    He grabbed my hand and pushed it on top of his hard cock but I moved it away to his inner thighs. Again, he put my hand around his strong erection. Again, I wrapped my arms around his chest.

    “You no like my cock? You make me very horny. I want to fuck and want to be fucked. It will be new for me,” Gabe said.

    “Let’s do it with Jesse, sweetheart,” I said as I hugged and kissed him.

    I dried him off with a fluffy new towel. His erection was omnipresent. We got back in bed with Jesse who was still on the boil watching Robb and Danny.
    Jesse was gentle and loving and Gabe soaked it up like a sponge. Jesse whispered something to Gabe; he nodded his head in the affirmative, as he pushed out his ass towards Jesse.

    “Jesse he is going to fuck me Scott, and I like to fuck you too,” Gabe said.

    “I want to be your first, Gabe,” I said, as I sucked his cock while Jesse rimmed him.

    “Stop! I am too close!” Gabe said emphatically.

    We repositioned so I sucked Jesse while Jesse sucked Gabe’s large balls into his mouth. Gabe gave me head. I doubted we would get any further than this, until my blowjob stopped and Gabe told us he wanted to fuck. He told me to lie on my stomach while he spit in my ass and on his dick and laid on top of me, stuffing his hot cock all the way in me. If it hurt, I wasn’t telling him because I wanted this to happen since I saw him the day before. Jesse obviously impaled him slower otherwise screams would have taken the place of the low moans. Gabe set the pace as he was a giver and taker; he was the meat in the sandwich.

    The pleasure I felt was indescribable. I always say that though. I guess it’s whoever is doing it at the time that’s the best. Danny came over offering his ass to me. Robb lubed my cock and I gave it to Danny. It was time to make up for him being away 3 days starting Sunday. He was quite used to getting fucked and liked it a little rough, and I was only too happy to oblige. Robb wrapped his lips around Danny’s huge dick. I remember Danny’s first time at the cottage being very fast. This was also quick but Robb had been playing with him for quite awhile so it was to be expected. His cute bum squeezed the cum out of me in no time.

    We collapsed in bed after rearranging ourselves. I was sandwiched between Jesse and Danny. Gabe had an arm around Jesse and Robb. After goodnight kisses we were transported to dreamland.

    to be continued ...

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    Sheep,
    Thanks for the update.
    A little arousing activity, and a lot of "life" - a nice balance.


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

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    Sheep - Let me add my thanks for the latest addition, also RBRCNDR

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    Awesome as usual, Sheep!

    Looking forward to the weekend!

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    I waited and waited for cash bribes to continue writing, but nooo, I got nuthin'. Oh well, I might as well post what I've written

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    Chapter 48


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    Previously…
    The pleasure I felt was indescribable. I always say that though. I guess it’s whoever is doing it at the time that’s the best. Danny came over offering his ass to me. Robb lubed my cock and I gave it to Danny. It was time to make up for his three day absence starting Sunday. He was quite used to getting fucked and liked it a little rough, and I was only too happy to oblige. Robb wrapped his lips around Danny’s huge dick. I remember Danny’s first time at the cottage being very fast. This was also quick but Robb had been playing with him for quite awhile so it was to be expected. His cute bum squeezed the cum out of me in no time.

    We collapsed in bed after rearranging ourselves. I was sandwiched between Jesse and Danny. Gabe had an arm around Jesse and Robb. After goodnight kisses we were transported to dreamland.
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    Aaron was sitting in front of his building waiting when we drove up in the truck. Jesse got out and put his backpack in the rear of the truck then held the passenger’s door for Aaron to get the middle seat between us. He wasn’t shy. He gave us a tender kiss.

    “I hope you have lots of beer. Collins will be bringing ours this evening. I can’t buy it yet because I won’t be 19 until next year. People tell me I look young for my age,” Aaron said.

    “My gosh, I didn’t know you were underage. Now I can’t serve you either. We keep it in the fridge and I don’t guard it, if you hear what I am saying,” I said, winking.

    Aaron tilted his head, leaning it on my shoulder as he ran his hand up and down my inner thigh. Thanks for tilt wheel. He didn’t play favorites either. Jesse got the same treatment.

    “I made something for us but bro and Collins and the trade numbers will bring it,” Aaron said.

    “Wait a minute, who are the trade numbers? Are you referring to Jeff and Josh the tradesmen? There’s a big difference you know! Tradesmen are guys that work at a trade like electrical or plumbing. A trade number is a guy who lets you blow him for money, is often straight or tries to make you think so, and is often called rough trade, a hustler, or male prostitute,” I explained.

    Robb was killing himself laughing. He had been out quite awhile.

    “The fuck am I supposed to know all those things?” Aaron said.

    I gave him a hug, telling him life is all about learning. Traffic was light. I handed Robb my phone, asking him to call James and tell him we should be there around 11:30 after stopping for a bite at Webber's. He called and relayed the information, telling me that James was anxious to see us and that he topped off the boat with gas and checked its vital fluids. Danny kept us in stitches with funny comments about other drivers and cars, the only one I remember was him saying, that car needs another bumper sticker saying “My other car is a shitbox too”, and “Shitbox From Hell.” I guess you had to be there.

    It was a nice day for a drive; sunny and mild, but not uncomfortably hot. We were going about 5 mph over the limit and had just got past a tractor-trailer when it blew a tire scaring us half to death. Naturally, my mind connected this to my parent’s fatal accident. I was a nervous wreck. Webber's was only a mile or two ahead, otherwise I would have stopped and had Robb drive.

    This Webber guy had a license to print money. It wasn’t even eleven and the line was to the front door but moving with precision with one of the hand picked hunks working his way from the cash register to the end of the line taking orders and calling them out to the hot men behind the counter. In turn, we paid for our burgers and told the guys behind the counter what we wanted on them. There was a nice grassy, treed area behind the establishment so we flopped down at a picnic table and devoured our food.

    On the way back to the car, Aaron pulled me aside.

    “A truck blew a tire and you turned white as a ghost. Is there something I need to know?” he asked.

    I handed my keys to Robb asking if he would drive and Danny or Gabe could ride shotgun. I guess the others knew what was going on in my mind but said nothing.

    I put my hand on Aaron’s leg and gave it a squeeze.

    “The tire blowout on that truck was too close to the wheel coming off a truck and causing a collision which killed my parents in the spring. It freaked me out more than a little, but how were you to know,” I said.

    “He has a size sixteen mouth and two size eight feet. He managed to put both of them in his mouth at the same time,” Danny said, saving the day with a little levity.

    “It’s okay Aaron. I think most of us have some really big baggage. The main thing is we have each other for support. Maybe we should all sit around some night with drinks and spew out all the crap that’s gone wrong in our lives -- put it all out there -- and perhaps some of the others will gain some insight into what makes us tick. Or maybe it’s a really dumb idea,” I said.

    “If anyone needs to know something about me, they can ask,” Jesse said as he looked at the scenery going by.

    I just held Aaron’s hand for the rest of the trip which made both of us feel better. He had been through really bad shit in his life, too. In only a few minutes, Robb drove the Expedition to the dock where James was gassing up an old launch.

    “Be sure to avoid hitting it with the truck, Robb,” I chuckled.

    “Very funny, asshole,” he said.

    James had our boat docked at a great location so we unloaded the truck and loaded all our stuff in the boat. Robb parked the truck while I watched James complete the careful refueling of a beautiful piece of Muskoka’s heritage. James introduced me to the owner of the launch who asked me if I had a boat or ‘just one of those plastic things.’ I thought he was more than a little rude.

    “I’m still focused on university. When I get a job I might be in the market for a launch. If you are tired of throwing money into the wooden hole in the water and want to sell, tell James. I might be interested,” I said with a smile and offered my hand which he declined.

    When he finished, James pushed him off the dock and we watched him back away, turn and speed off down the bay.

    “Dude, touché! It’s all I could do to keep from laughing. He is such a douchebag. He didn’t tell you but he has one of those ‘plastic things’ which is smaller than yours and it has an outboard motor. That’s what he uses most of the time when the mahogany launch is being repaired or when it’s raining or threatening to, or he has his grandkids up for the weekend. I must compliment you. You were the better person,” James said.

    “If you have a minute, would you like to meet Aaron, one of the twins, and also Gabe from South America, who we are babysitting for the weekend?” I said, as I put my arm over his manly shoulder and steered him in the general direction.

    I made the introductions. We were all smiles. Some tenting occurred. I told James it was going to be a busy weekend; Vlad and Ryan were on their way from Ottawa, Aaron’s twin Adam, Collins their mentor, and Jeff and Josh were coming tonight and Kyle and Raph should be there early evening, so there would be fifteen of us if I counted right.

    “I work till nine so I’ll come over after that. I hope you’ll have some dinner for me. If there are any hotties hanging around, I’ll assume they are your friends and bring them, too,” James said as he pushed the boat from the dock.

    Aaron and Gabe were fascinated with the boat ride, having never been in one before. I put lifejackets on them just to be sure. We weren’t in any hurry so I drove slowly, barely on plane so they could soak up the scenery. Soon enough, we docked and tied up.

    “It felt weird in the boat but is fine standing on land again,” Gabe said.

    “You will get used to it quickly, and once you do, it’s a little addictive,” I reassured him.

    We carried everything up to the cottage. Jesse unloaded the cooler full of food into the fridge, then got us a beer. I opened doors and windows to air the place out. Aaron and Gabe were like heal glue -- everywhere I went, they were stuck right behind me, getting a tour. Besides the Master bedroom with its King bed, there was my old room with a double which has held three nicely. There is also a large guest room with two Queen beds. Pushed together they can hold six. There are two couches in the living room; one folds out to make a bed for two, and the other is a good place for one person to crash.

    There was a bunk bed down in the bunkie with a double on the lower level and a twin above. Sleeping accommodation wasn’t a problem. I grabbed the bunkie key and we all headed down to it. It needed airing out after being closed for a couple of weeks. It was kind of musty smelling when left closed up for long. I can’t remember the last time we used it for sleeping. Usually we stored the waterski stuff, chairs, chaises, etc. in there, and the tin boat in the winter. We had an old fridge which we used when we had a crowd, which I turned on. After opening the window and taking out the dock furniture and ski stuff, I closed the screen door, and we took the stuff to the dock.

    The cottage isn’t really big so the key to having a good time is to put away everything you can, to make room for people, so this is what we did. Jesse, Aaron, and I put our things in my room (the master) leaving enough space for Adam. Robb, Gabe and Danny put their things in my old room for the time being. Where we all slept might not be the same thing!

    We decided to put on our Speedos and catch some sun so we could all look awesome for school, slightly more than two weeks away. All eyes were on Gabe whose lovely round butt looked delicious. He dressed straight up so the front was boner inspiring too. Jesse got us all a beer, except Gabe, who had a Coke. Once we got some nachos and salsa ready, we went to the dock. Aaron actually looked great in his black Speedo in the sun. You knew there was a monster lurking in it. We spread our towels on the dock and sat there wondering what we would do for two and a half days, until I realized we were already doing it. Nothing!

    Robb offered to put some sun product on Gabe’s back eliciting a giggle and a sigh of contentment.

    “You want some on your backside as well, Robb?” Gabe asked.

    That got the both of them hard. I smeared some all over Jesse and Aaron.

    “No, don’t worry about me. I prefer to burn to a crisp,” Danny said in a most sarcastic but funny manner, after not getting any offers.

    I yanked his suit down to his ankles and amply applied the stuff all over him. He stepped out of his suit and laid nude on his towel. Thoughts of the hard fucking I gave him last night got me worked up. I took mine off. We all did. Whenever I looked at Gabe, I thought of the ad for the blue pill for erectile dysfunction: If an erection lasts more than four hours, call your doctor. He should have called years ago.

    We were all half asleep when my phone rang. It was Vlad calling to say they were in Gravenhurst so I told him I would be at the dock in fifteen minutes. Gabe and Aaron wanted to go with me so we left the other three to their mischievous ways. I let Aaron and also Gabe sit behind the wheel and drive for a few minutes. I took us in, docked the boat, and we got out and waited, chatting with James. He was still laughing about the idiot with the launch.

    When Ryan’s SUV arrived, I couldn’t believe how much stuff was in it. They got out right away, I made the introductions and Vlad gave me a hug, I mean like a really big full frontal hug and it felt so good. Ryan gave me one as well. They both looked super, even after the long drive. Looking in the car, I realized I should have made Vlad’s closet even bigger. Oh well. He can put some of it in mine.

    “So how was your honeymoon, guys?” I asked.

    “They have married?” Gabe asked.

    “Scott got us together and we hit it off really well. We went to my condo in Ottawa to pick up some clothes, well, practically all of them. I don’t see my ass staying in Ottawa anymore,” Vlad said.

    “We aren’t married but maybe some day. We had an unbelievable three days together,” Ryan added.

    “I’m so happy you are here, guys. Vlad, you look marvelous in those clothes. It should be a fun weekend. Let me help you with your overnight stuff and then you can park your car,” I said.

    After loading the stuff including Vlad’s guitar, we took off in the boat, making our way to the cottage. All hands were on “dock” to greet Vlad and Ryan.

    “How are you feeling and what was it like returning to your condo, Vlad?” Jesse asked.

    “I felt great on the way there but walking into my condo was like turning off a switch. I realized how attached I was to all you guys and living in the loft. It was a downer coming back. Let’s see how things go, but the way I’m feeling now, my attractions in life are Toronto-centric, not the least of whom is Ryan. I might consider selling the condo,” He said.

    “That’s the best news I’ve heard in a week,” Ryan said, pulling Vlad to him and passionately kissing.

    “Can we offer you a room?” Danny asked.

    “No way -- we want an audience. Vlad’s turned me into an exhibitionist. We had sex by the patio door in his condo. On the way from Ottawa, Vlad gave me road head and a trucker blew his horn and gave me the thumbs up. I waved,” Ryan said.


    We got them settled away and they changed into their Speedos in the living room, sporting semis. By this time, Gabe’s dick had pushed out the top of his suit. Jesse put some of Ryan’s beer into the cooler. They grabbed their towels, Vlad got his MP3’s and some juice while the rest of us took some beer to the bunkie’s fridge. I elaborated to Vlad and Ryan why playful Gabe was with us. We settled in with a cold beer and shot the shit after removing our suits. I explained to them that Aaron had an identical twin whose name was Adam and he would be up tonight. If you have a cut cock in your mouth, it would be Adams, so for most of the weekend it’ll be easy to tell them apart.

    The weather was perfect, with Sun, a deep blue sky with the odd puffy white cloud, and a light breeze that hinted Summer was coming to an end. I was really excited that our “family” would be together for possibly the last weekend this Summer, until Thanksgiving in October, and with more friends than I’ve ever had here. Since ripping his entire CD collection to iTunes while in Ottawa, Vlad played some new music off an MP3 disk he burned.

    I was anxious to get in some waterskiing today for the gang we had already. Gabe was a good swimmer and so was Aaron but neither had done it before. Danny volunteered to teach them the preliminaries, focusing on a deep water start. I adjusted the ski vest for Aaron, and Danny explained what was going to happen as I connected the tow rope to the boat. I ran up and got my camera with the telephoto zoom lens. I’ve had a good track record teaching skiing but sometimes you get a guy with beginner’s luck that gets up the first time and never makes it again, so I like to get a shot of them in case it never happens again.

    Robb was the first skier. Jesse drove, I was the spotter and Gabe came along for the ride. For additional safety, Gabe and I wore lifejackets in case I had to dive in for a rescue. Robb was in position in the lake. When the tow line’s slack was taken up, he yelled ‘hit it’ in his less than intimidating voice; Jesse slammed the throttle forward and Robb popped up out of the water. It’s funny, no matter how many times we do this, and how automatic it becomes, none of us noticed until now that Robb was nude. Naturally I shot dozens of pictures as there was no boat traffic. I stayed close to the cottage should that change, eventually taking him back where Aaron got the vest on, got his feet into the boots on the skis and paddled out to where he should be where Robb gave him reassurance.

    Upon ‘hit it’, Jesse pushed the throttle forward, and Aaron came out of the deep water like magic, maintaining good balance. He was bent forward a little so after taking a couple of shots, I stood up showing him his posture, then straightened up to the way it should be. Aaron followed my example and looked much less precarious. He motioned to go faster; Jesse complied. He was testing his ski legs and having fun so Jesse did a 180º turn, tossing Aaron outside the wake and had him going really fast, but he held on. On the way back he lost his balance, went on one ski with the other totally out of the water, but finally regained control. Luckily, I was taking pictures at the time as I’d never seen anything like it before. Gabe was laughing and pointing at him. Jesse didn’t want to wear him out, so we went back to the dock and slowed down and watched him settle into the water and paddle to the dock.

    “Only I hope I’m as good,” Gabe said.

    He got his chance soon enough. Gabe got the jacket from Aaron, and Danny adjusted it to fit. He was fairly small in the chest but had awesome legs like Jesse’s only on a smaller scale. He didn’t have to worry about being as good as, because he was fabulous. I’ve never seen a first time waterskier look so good. He was crisscrossing the wake before the boat reached speed. He shifted his weight from foot to foot observing how it changed his direction. Within two minutes he was lifting one ski clear of the water, then putting it back and doing the same with his other, appearing more stable with his right foot in the water. He shifted weight and went out as far as he could then changed directions and flew across the wake and out to the other side. He gave a thumbs up; Jesse advanced the throttle. On the next wake crossing he actually jumped it and was very much in control. Jesse did a full circle with Gabe as far out as he could go at a speed I estimated at fifty miles per hour.

    And then it happened. When he met the boat’s wake from the beginning of the circle, it ruffled his feathers and rather than fall into the lake at this high rate of speed, he just let go, and skied along for a couple of hundred feet before settling into the lake. Jesse circled around to find him laughing.

    “I was going so fast, the spray hitting my ankles hurt, so I thought if the spray hurt that much, I’m gonna be sore if I fall at this speed, so I just let go,” he said.

    “Grab the rope when we bring it around to you and start again. If you are going too fast, steer yourself back behind the boat, and remember, thumbs down for slower,” I said.

    He rose quickly to the surface like before and concentrated on good form rather than attempting to break the sound barrier. We dropped him close to the dock and he skied in quite close to the dock and sank to his nipples. I got lots of shots of him and a movie. I wanted to take Jesse out next. While we were on the dock, my phone rang. It was Kyle, telling me Raph just called him and was about to head there from his installation job. They would leave soon. That gave us at least two hours before we needed to go to pick them up at the marina.

    “The next time we take you out, Gabe, I want you to use the slalom and drop the other one when you feel ready for it,” I said.

    I got him to stand on the dock with his eyes closed. When he was least expecting anything to happen, I pushed him from behind. Instinctively, his right foot stepped forward to prevent a fall. He gave me a strange look. I got a lifejacket out of the boat, placing it in front of Gabe and instructed him to kick it. He used his right foot.

    “Take off your swimsuit, Gabe,” I said.

    “Are we gonna play?” he asked.

    “Not right now. Put it back on now.”

    He inserted his right leg in the suit first.

    “You are goofy footed, Gabe,” I said with a grin.

    “Why is my feets goofy? What I did wrong?” he asked.

    “Nothing is wrong. Goofy foot is slang for a person whose preference is for the right foot which means you would be more comfortable with your right foot in the forward binding. Regular foot means left foot forward. The population is roughly evenly split. It got its name from a Disney movie where Goofy is shown surfing with his right foot forward, that’s all. I’m goofy too,” I explained.

    I did the ‘push’ test on Robb, finding he was regular. He tried on the slalom, saying he didn’t remember it feeling natural like this.

    “Would it be better for me to have sex with a goofy?” Robb asked.

    I thought of the first time Robb and I had oral; the first time he fucked me and I fucked him and had a stirring in my loins. He walked toward me and turned to Gabe at the last moment.

    “Come on, goofy, let’s try it,” Robb said.

    They kissed deeply. Robb’s hands were all over Gabe. Ryan was mentally stripping Vlad’s swimsuit off. I slipped my hand in Jesse’s Speedo and was rewarded with his first drop of pre-cum. Danny came over and kissed Aaron, who looked to me and Jesse as if for approval. I nodded, and slipped Jesse’s suit to the dock. In a minute, everyone was nude and hard. We lazily sixty-nined with our partners. I mentioned if anyone heard a boat to let us all know. Aaron and Danny compared dick size without a clear winner. They were both huge, at ten inches, one cut, the other natural, looking very much like Aaron was with his twin, except for the blond pubes. I watched Vlad and Ryan, having missed them a great deal. Ryan was sexy as hell with his well developed athletic body. Seeing Vlad’s dick being swallowed up by his boyfriend’s mouth almost triggered my ejaculation, but Jesse, switched to sucking my smooth balls just in time.

    Vlad was the least athletic looking of our crowd but I didn’t care. We had a special place in each other’s hearts. None of the others knew of it and it isn’t anything we talked about, but he knew I would do anything for him. He had shown his love for me in the trust he put in my hands -- his life and his money. He was grateful I didn’t insist he had chemo. Gabe and Robb were having a delightful, slurping time. I don’t think the fact Gabe was goofy had a thing to do with it; it was more that Robb wasn’t blond and wasn’t too tall. Their cocks were similar but Robb’s was a little thicker. They were both moaning loudly as were Danny and Aaron, who were doing frottage.

    Robb and Gabe were the first to nut, missing a couple of spurts, which covered each others faces. Danny and Aaron blew all over each other’s abs and in Danny’s bush. I was horny as fuck and getting close when Vlad got up, came over, and asked Jesse if he could switch partners. At this point Jesse was on the edge and could care less whose mouth he came in and looked forward to swallowing Ryan’s load. Vlad whispered in my ear, French kissed me as he lay on top of me, squirming around.

    “Vlad, I’m gonna cum.”

    We assumed the position and in seconds we filled each other’s mouths to overflowing with the finest batter we could produce. I did a one-eighty and we kissed, exchanging the product of our lovemaking, then just held each other tightly. I was so happy he was healthy again. Loud grunts alerted us to our lovers climaxing with each other. We giggled.

    “Robb, Gabe, I need to do something about your faces!” I said.
    I had a little taste of Gabe’s load off Robb’s face and Robb’s off Gabe’s face. Very tasty. Gabe’s was pretty mellow, tasting a little like Coke but not as sweet. They got turned on and ended up licking their own off each other.

    “Guys, I think we need to jump in the lake before this stuff turns to cement,” Danny said, as he ran off the end of the dock and dove in.

    Everybody agreed with Danny. After a brief splash and rub to get the cum off us, we got back on the dock. We were all extremely relaxed. Vlad killed his boom-box, and supplied some European moisturizing lotion, rubbing it into us and we promptly fell asleep.

    to be continued …
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    Well Sheep that is a very good one, I like it very much, so exciting Thanks

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    Sheep,
    You get e-mailed jokes and such - does that count?

    A bunch of stuff going on - some HOT, some serious, some just normal life.
    Thanks for keeping us UP to date on the boys!


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    Quote Originally Posted by sheep View Post
    I waited and waited for cash bribes to continue writing, but nooo, I got nuthin'. Oh well, I might as well post what I've written
    If all it takes is a little bit of cash, to keep you writing, I promise to send a few bucks as soon as my Lottery Numbers fall on the SAME F'ing Line!

    As to what you're doing without that incentive?

    I've cum to ADORE Everyone on, and around, The Swim Team! And, it's not even all about the SEX! Well ... not Entirely!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    I'm typing my fingers to the bone. I'm working on two chapters or one really long one. It's been a difficult write -- very emotional. The boys are letting their hair down as we speak, and with the testostore of 15 hot horny athletes, all cooped up in the cottage, something dirty is certain to happen. Several cases of beer are a factor too. Look for something early next week.

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    Chapter 49

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    Previously...
    “Robb, Gabe, I need to do something about your faces!” I said.
    I had a little taste of Gabe’s load off Robb’s face and Robb’s off Gabe’s face. Very tasty. Gabe’s was pretty mellow, tasting a little like Coke but not as sweet. They got turned on and ended up licking their own off each other.

    “Guys, I think we need to jump in the lake before this stuff turns to cement,” Danny said, as he ran off the end of the dock and dove in.

    Everybody agreed with Danny. After a brief splash and rub to get the cum off us, we got back on the dock. We were all extremely relaxed. Vlad killed his boom-box, and supplied some European moisturizing lotion, rubbing it into us and we promptly fell asleep.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    It was that fresh Muskoka air that got to us. We only snoozed about a half hour and awoke with Danny fitting the ski vest on himself and adjusting the slalom ski’s boot to properly fit his size 6 foot. I asked him what speed he wanted to start at. He suggested 28 because his parents boat wasn’t very fast and it’s lucky if it could do 28 on a good day. I wanted to drive for Danny because we were used to each other after the intensive training I gave him a couple of years ago, but wanted to take pictures too, so both Jesse and Gabe came in the boat with me.

    I stuffed my iPhone down the front of my Speedo, having set it to vibrate, started the boat and gave it a bit of a warm up. Danny was going to start seated on the dock. Jesse played out the tow line and when I heard Danny scream ‘hit it’, I did. He did very well, so I turned the wheel over to Jesse, who lined him up with the start of the course and maintained 28 MPH on the big, calibrated speedometer. He skied beautifully, like I had instructed him. His turns were clean and right where they should be, and, naturally he made all the balls. I got a couple of good shots. He gave Jesse the thumbs up who looped him around and accelerated to 30 as I set my camera for 1080p movie mode. He did a flawless run which I captured. He signaled thumbs up and held up one finger so Jesse pulled him through the course at 31. He made it but almost missed right near the end so he pointed at the dock. 31 is very fast when you are used to 27. The main thing is his style was still the same; he looked great.

    Ryan stepped up to the plate. I was expecting good things from this superb athlete. I was surprised he used only the pair of skis. I didn’t take him through the course, rather just let him have fun. He seemed to enjoy it, so I guess that’s all that mattered.

    Vlad went up next and surprised me. I felt he put in a stronger performance than the last time, just before he got sick.

    I was watching the time but hadn’t heard from Kyle yet so I told Jesse to get ready. Danny drove, I manned the camera and Aaron rode shotgun. ‘Show off’ Jesse did a standing start from the dock. As he was a little heavier than James, I hit the gas a hair sooner. It worked out perfectly. I got him up to 32, looped around and he gave me the thumbs up. I advanced to 34 and flew through the course with Jesse enjoying all eyes on him. He was perfect and gave me the thumbs up so I towed him through at 36 and he made it. Looked damned good too.

    As I was about to dock the boat, my junk felt terrific, then I remembered it was my phone vibrating.

    “Hola, muthafucka. We left Gravenhurst five minutes ago. Do you need anything?” Raph said.

    “Two hot guys would be nice.”

    “See ya in a few, Scott. There’s no traffic,” Raph said.

    I off-loaded the boat. Vlad asked if he could come with me so I told him to jump in which he literally did, indicating his athleticism had sure improved. We took off to the marina. When I was past our island, into a big bay, Vlad asked if I could stop for a minute. I slowed down to idling speed and Vlad moved beside me, putting his arms around me and looking very happy. I hugged him too and kissed him.

    “Scott, thanks for setting me up with the second nicest boy in the universe.”

    “Um, Vlad, did you see someone spectacular while you were in Ottawa? I thought you two were crazy about each other?” I asked.

    “Silly, you just don’t get it, do you?”

    “I think I’m missing something here. I can be a little dense at times. You need to spell it out for me,” I said.

    “Think about it Scott. Who found me an awesome place to stay in Toronto? Who got me on the swim team? Who potentially saved my life by not putting me through chemo? Who found me an awesome boyfriend so wonderful and handsome? It’s you, Scott, whom I trust with my life. I love Ryan more than you know, but having that brief 69 with you this afternoon meant so much to me. It was a physical manifestation of the love I feel for you. I’m not jealous that you are in love with Jesse. I love him too,” Vlad confessed.

    “It’s weird because I was thinking this afternoon the love we feel for each other isn’t anything we’ve ever discussed. We just know it’s there,” I said.

    “You gave me the huge closet,” Vlad said.

    “Vlad, it’s funny. That was going to be my closet until I got thinking how fabulous you look in all your nice clothes. I have 2 pair of jeans, 2 pair of shorts, some T’s, sweatshirts, sweatpants, assorted undies and socks. And a tie. Why would I need that closet? So I gave it to you. You are very special to me. Others are also special like Robb, having to deal with the rape by his brother, and the twins being sexually molested by their step-dad until they were this far from suicide. Don’t ever think they are just cute kids. They may become part of a love quadrangle with me and Jesse. I can assure you, this is way beyond getting a little action. Their mentor, Collins, has helped them out so much. We think we can help them too. When Aaron told me their story I cried for a long time,” I said.

    “Vlad, they are underperforming. Adam is an office boy at the bank. Aaron cleans apartments. I want to see them get a proper education. Adam should enroll in business school and have a goal of getting an MBA. I think Aaron is a really good cook -- we will know tonight, but just watching him prepare food in the kitchen makes me think he might be chef material. As much as I want to get us a condo in Miami’s South Beach, I would be willing to put it on hold so I could loan them money to get an education, at least the first year until they could apply for a student loan. If Aaron is as good as I think he is, I think he should go to Cordon Bleu in Ottawa. It costs a fortune but if he is good and has those credentials, he could demand a huge pay cheque. I could tell you their whole history but it’s a tear jerker. I told you about a song by ‘Pink’ called ‘Fuckin Perfect’. If I could play guitar and sing, I would sing it to them. Hell, I’d sing it to every one of our group,” I said.

    “I looked it up on youtube qaf - Brian/Justin - Fuckin' perfect - YouTube and found the music and words, and I’ve practiced it. I have my guitar with me and want to perform. It’s not just for them: it’s for you and Jesse, Ryan, Robb, Danny, James, Kyle, Raph and even Josh and Jeff. I couldn’t have made it through what I did without any of you. I’m thankful to have a “family” at last. As for Cordon Bleu, you won’t believe this, but remember Ryan telling you about getting dressed for a special dinner in Ottawa? It was at Le Cordon Bleu Bistro @ Signatures, the schools own very high class training restaurant on the banks of the Rideau in an old mansion. It was a very romantic meal with Ryan. Our family went there often,” Vlad said.

    Actually, I looked it up online. The ten month Le Grand Diplôme Professionnel which runs from October to July is almost $48,000. I want to be sure he can handle a big commitment and that he would be okay being away. The way my portfolio has been going lately, I have no problem with the money; I just don’t want to waste it. On top of that would be rent, food, living expenses, transportation etc.,” I said.

    “Don’t sweat it, Scott. He can use my condo. There are three bedrooms, He could rent out two of them and make enough to cover his expenses. If you want, I will put up half of his tuition. Did you ever think of his twin getting a job with the bank in Ottawa?” Vlad asked.

    “I’m blown away that you would make the offer of your condo and help with a student loan. Can you afford that kind of money?” I asked.

    Vlad had a good laugh and hugged me.

    “You could withdraw the money from our joint account. If you want to buy him a restaurant, give me some notice so I can move some funds. I’m going to U of T because I want to design clothing. I don’t have to do anything but I wouldn’t be happy. I’ve seen an incredible change in you since you opened your home and heart to us wayward boys and since my living or dying became a very important cause for you. If Aaron wants to be the finest chef, I want to help him with that dream. If his brother wants to take a year at Carlton at the Sprott Business School, we should do that too. If you understand what I am saying Scott, I would be very happy being your business partner or your partner in philanthropy because I trust you absolutely,” he said.

    I was blown away. I saw the numbers in his account; Ted told me it was the tip of the iceberg, now Vlad just reaffirmed it. I wrapped my arms around him, giving him a wet one on his red lips and was rudely interrupted by my phone vibrating.

    “Hola, you still coming or should we sit in the truck drinking beer like a couple of hosers?” Raph asked.

    “Sorry man, be there in five minutes. I’m on Muskoka time. It’s like Carribean time only cooler,” I said, as I sped off to the marina.

    After tying up, I found them talking to James. Raph’s bright yellow Land Cruiser was by the dock with its front wheels in the water. We all walked over to it transferring their things to the boat. After telling Raph where to park his truck, James said he might be able to get away a few minutes early.

    “You gonna let me drive the boat? Raph asked.

    “Do you have a Pleasure Craft Operator Card?”

    “No, didn’t know I needed one,” he said.

    “You can drive the other boat but stay close,” I said, as I motioned for Kyle to get behind the wheel.

    I stood beside him and pointed the way for awhile then let Vlad have a shot at it. When we were almost there I grabbed Raph and told him never to tell anybody I let him drive without the PCOC card. He slipped behind the wheel. We went about ¼ mile and I pointed to the cottage and told him I would take it in from there. I was so happy to see Kyle but Raph always had a way of being ‘in my face’! I felt better having exercised my petty authority over him.


    Everyone was happy to be reunited. Jesse put some of their beer in the bunkie’s fridge taking the rest to the kitchen. Kyle presented us with a bottle of Aalborg Jubilaeums Akvavit from Denmark, with apologies.

    “It’s the only brand I could find here. At home we drink Linie Aquavit made in Norway. We make a big deal of our nationality but Norway was ruled by Denmark for centuries. Many Scandinavians mistake me for Danish. I guess it’s like Canadians not liking to be confused for Americans,” Kyle said.

    “While one shouldn’t generalize, I guess we have all seen enough examples of that. However, if I formed a negative impression when I first heard your slight upstate New York accent, I would have missed out on having one hell of a great friend,” I said, as I smiled at Kyle.

    “Where’s your A/V, Scott?” Raph asked.

    “Ha! We get two TV stations up here on a good day. After filling our days with fun in the sun, followed by a tasty dinner, we generally sit and have some drinks in front of the fireplace or the fire pit outside if it’s a warm night. Why don’t you guys get your swimsuits on. We were waterskiing when you got here. Let’s continue,” I suggested.

    After taking their gym bags into the guest room where they changed, we resumed life on the dock. I took Raph to the beach telling him if he wanted to take the tin boat out, he needed to bail it because we’d had a couple of days of rain. Surprisingly, he got in, grabbed the plastic pail and got most of the water out. On the dock, Danny was fitting Kyle with equipment. He wasn’t a newbie, having previously waterskied on Canandaigua Lake in upstate New York, near Rochester.

    Danny drove for him, I took pictures, and Raph took a shot at spotting. Kyle started out with the slalom and one regular ski and dropped the other one when he was underway. He was really good, watching him through the zoom lens, seeing his hairy quadriceps and smooth biceps expanding with the strain. Danny towed him through the course at 28 but he went straight through. After that he did a good job of free turns, so Danny took him back to the dock. Vlad had retrieved the lone ski.

    “Sorry, I didn’t know what I was supposed to do with all those balls. I’ve never run the course before,” Kyle said.

    “Oh sorry, the way you skied so well, I just assumed. Come in the boat when Scott goes through. The main thing is to start where you are supposed to be, then the rest of it takes care of itself. Raph, it’s your turn,” Danny said.

    He got in the water, put on the skis and caught the tow rope. He got up effortlessly and skied quite well as I shot a movie clip of him.

    “You looked good, Señor. I made a movie of you.”

    He perked up hearing that and his attitude went away. I guess I found out how to handle him, as much as it grated on my nerves at times. I got ready for my run, giving my camera to Jesse as Danny was to drive for me. Kyle went along, sharing the seat with Danny who would describe what I was going to do.

    I started from a standing start from the dock. Danny was perfect, hitting the gas just when I needed it. I jumped in the water and was whisked away by the powerful I/O. We couldn’t even ski with three in the old boat. I warmed up with some free turns. I signaled to Danny to get it up to 32 and scorched through the run feeling great. My next run, at 34 was a real confidence booster. I was in my zone. I really had to get through at 36. My lines were perfect, and, if the rhythm I was feeling looked as good to Jesse and the camera, I would be very happy. Danny took me past the dock holding the bar with my toes. I did some free turns to show off a little, then Danny brought me in for my special landing. It almost backfired because Raph was just heading out in the tin boat from the beach as I flew in, doing a double flip in the sand. Raph didn’t know what was happening and pitched a fit, assuming I had an accident and stormed back, landing the tin boat on the beach where he ran over to check on me.

    “Boo!”

    “Fuck dude, you scared the shit outta me. I thought you were dead,” Raph said.

    “Sorry, I wasn’t expecting you to be in motion and it tossed my coordination off a little. That was supposed to be a single flip. Sure hope Jesse got it on video,” I said.

    “Scott, my install today was one of those you get every once in awhile. Everything went wrong. The client was on the rags. I was in a bitchy mood then to add insult to injury I got a speeding ticket on the way up. Luckily he knocked it down to ten over the limit so I won’t lose any points. Then I wanted to drive your boat and you came across like a fucking civil servant. I was ready to go home. I’m just glad you weren’t hurt.”

    He gave me a big hug and all the anxiety I’d been feeling toward him drained from my body.

    “Let me buy you a beer, Raph. We are here to relax, not have heart attacks,” I said.

    I put my arm around him and walked over to the dock with the ski in my free hand, and a stirring sensation in my Speedo. Maybe it was simply sexual tension.

    “Mate, I caught it all on the camera. I was watching only the screen on the back of the camera and saw the tin boat move just as you were to be where it was and I spit the dummy, but I must say, it was a brilliant recovery. You should join the gymnastics team as well. Bril run too,” Jesse offered.

    “You never taught me the double flip, mister. You’ve been holding back!” Danny said.

    He grabbed my head and pulled it down to his level and whispered in my ear, “you are the one to beat, now.”


    The sun had now gone down. There was still plenty of light, but not enough to safely continue skiing so I suggested we all put the ski stuff back in the bunkie and grab a round of beer, and head up to the cottage. I pulled my Speedo off on the side porch and pinned it to the clothesline. The others did the same. I was thinking about putting something on when my phone rang.

    “Hey, it’s Adam. Were you just fucking my brother?” he asked.

    “No, Adam. We figured on giving you another hour before the gang-bang starts,” I joked.

    “We are passing around Barrie. How much further?” he asked.

    “About an hour and 10 minutes.”

    “Very funny.”

    “Seriously little dude, You’re only about an hour away. We will wait, and will have dinner ready when you get here. Are Josh and Jeff with you?” I asked.

    “Yup, in the back seat sucking face,”

    “Why do I think you’re pulling my chain,” I asked.

    I got a good laugh from Adam.

    “Call me when you go through Gravenhurst and I’ll come to the marina.”

    “Mkay.”

    I put on my jeans, a T, and socks, in case the mosquitoes came out at dusk, mainly because I had to go to the marina to pick up the rest of our party. The rest of the gang dressed accordingly so I decided it might be a good evening to sit around the fire pit outside because there was lots of room. Aaron put the lasagnas in the oven to heat up while he made salads. Danny, Kyle and Raph helped me collect wood for the fire. We needed to do this every year because there were always branches and limbs down, otherwise Mother Nature would reclaim the place. I excused myself while they worked and joined Jesse for a beer, and uploaded the pictures and movies of our skiing to my new laptop. When that was finished, I put it all away and grabbed my hoodie and took off to kill some time with James. It was that dreadful time of the day that was between dusk and dark. I hated navigating the lake in that lighting but I had the GPS. I took it slowly as I was in no hurry and eventually tied up at the marina.

    “Tsk tsk, You’ve been drinking and piloting the boat,” he said.

    “Oh shush, It’s only one beer you’re smelling,” James.

    “Perhaps, but just how big was that beer?” he asked.

    I tossed my arm over his shoulder and gave him a hug, which was interrupted by Adam’s call from Gravenhurst.

    “Take your time. I’m at the marina now, keeping James company so we will see you when you get here.”

    James’ dad came out, surveying the parking lot.

    “You know, son, I don’t think there’ll be many more coming tonight, so if you want to take off early, go ahead. Oh hi Scott, how are you?” he asked.

    “Hey, I’m just waiting for friends. They are on this side of Gravenhurst now so we’ll be out of here soon. I should top off the gas while I’m here,” I said.

    “After dinner, I’d like to have a fire outside. You should dress accordingly,” I said.

    I moved my boat to the gas dock where James filled it up. I wanted to have a full tank for all the skiing tomorrow. James trotted over to the house, emerging a few minutes later, dressed appropriately, and jetted into the store to grab his case of beer.

    “We really need to register at U of T and get our payment in this week. What day will you be down?” I asked.

    “It should be Wednesday afternoon and I need to get back on Friday,” he said.

    “Dad, can I get a cheque for the Fall semester by mid-week as I’m going to register on Thursday?”

    “Sure, James, I’ll mention it to your mother. She handles the finances. I make it -- she spends it,” he chuckled.

    “That’s great. Bring your Speedo and we can go for a swim at the Athletic Center. It’s an amazing facility, and should be too, because The Varsity Blues is the top ranked college swim team in the country. We have a 50 and 25 meter pool in the state of the art facility. I want to get you pumped up, because we are very competitive. You need to get ready for Coach’s endless inspirational sayings like “Pain is temporary, pride is forever”,” I said.

    An expensive looking gleaming black sedan slowly and silently approached the dock area. The passengers window lowered and Adam hollered and waved at us.

    “Hi guys! We were just about to start the party without you. Obviously, you found us okay. The boat is right there,” I said, pointing it out.

    “I can take your luggage in the garbage scow because I have to take it anyway,” James offered.

    They got their belongings and beer from the car, passing it all to James who loaded his boat.

    “I need to carry this in my lap. If anything happens to it, Aaron will kill me,” Adam said, displaying a large cardboard carton.

    Collins parked his car out back; they all climbed in my boat and I took off, sitting on the seat back so I could see over the top of the windshield which had misted up with the cool damp evening air. The eerie glow of the instrument panel and GPS, and the navigation lights providing the only illumination. In a couple of minutes I sped up after becoming accustomed to the blackness. It was reassuring to have the GPS with the course entered into it, although we managed without for so many years. Adam put his hand on my leg. I presumed it was a little freaky for them not being able to see where we were going. I put my hand over his, squeezing it to reassure him. When I reached our bay, I pointed out the light on the shore up ahead, which was our cottage. It was a smooth cruise in the Monterey with its fuel injected 4.3 liter V6 engine and dual counter-rotating props. I brought the boat alongside the dock and stopped it.


    to be continued ...

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    I wanna be there, too!

    Butt, since I'm not, I guess I'll just have to settle for your bringing it to me through your words. And, you're doing that so well, I feel like I'm almost there!

    THANK YOU!, Sheep!

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    The boys are getting ready for SO much fun this weekend - Can I come, too?

    I guess, like Chaz, I may have to settle for just cumming.


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    Chapter 50

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    Previously …
    Collins parked his car out back; they all climbed in my boat and I took off, sitting on the seat back so I could see over the top of the windshield which had misted up with the cool damp evening air. The eerie glow of the instrument panel and GPS, and the navigation lights providing the only illumination. In a couple of minutes I sped up after becoming accustomed to the blackness. It was reassuring to have the GPS with the course entered into it, although we managed without for so many years. Adam put his hand on my leg. I presumed it was a little freaky for them not being able to see where we were going. I put my hand over his, squeezing it to reassure him. When I reached our bay, I pointed out the light on the shore up ahead, which was our cottage. It was a smooth cruise in the Monterey with its fuel injected 4.3 liter V6 engine and dual counter-rotating props. I brought the boat alongside the dock and stopped it.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    “Hey bro, your finally here! Pass me the box,” Aaron said, as Jesse tied us up.

    We all climbed out as the sound of James’ boat broke the silence of the night, backfiring a couple of times before the motor finally stopped.

    “He brought the luggage with him,” I said, as we welcomed everyone with a hug.

    I tied up James’ boat and we unloaded it after introducing him to the twins and Collins, and we took everything up to the cottage.


    “We want to do a trial run, setting up our new tent before we actually need it,” Jeff said.

    As Jesse grabbed the others a beer, I got a flashlight, flipped on the flood lights at the side and back of the cottage, and took Josh and Jeff to where I figured the best place would be for a tent.

    “Man, this is an ideal spot,” Jeff said, as he pulled his new tent from the bag.

    “It’s supposed to go up in 60 seconds. I’ll believe it when I see it.”

    They both pulled at it, and it popped up. The thing was so easy, they could have done it in the dark and it was only about one minute, not including staking it to the ground. Classified as a four man, it was quite spacious. They had purchased the works: air mattresses, new sleeping bags that could be zipped together to make a big one, a propane lamp and a stove. I suggested they leave the stuff in the cottage until they were ready to go to bed, if, in fact, they wanted to sleep in it at all.

    “I’m starving!”

    “I know bro. So am I. It’s almost ready,” Aaron said.

    Jesse stuffed a rum and Coke in my hand, preparing me for socializing. Collins was on the deck by himself nursing a scotch, so I went out to talk to him.

    “You know, I’ve never heard anybody call you by your first name, just Collins or the shortened version, Coll. Why is that?” I asked.

    “My first name is Caulfield. My friends call me Caul, short for Caulfield not Coll, short for Collins. I know, my parents were sadistic bastards. Who calls a boy Caulfield? Do you have any idea what it was like growing up and going to school with a name like that?” he asked.

    “I’m glad it wasn’t me. We had a fun time today. Turns out Aaron is a good waterskier. I took photos and movies of all of them. We’ll do lots more tomorrow, and James will be around Sunday morning to ski,” I said.

    “Come and get it,” Aaron hollered.

    Caul, Josh, and Raph got some wine from their overnight bags. I opened a couple of bottles as Aaron served up his lasagnas, one decorated with pepperoni slices. We helped ourselves to Caesar salad and a fresh garden salad and sat wherever we could find a place. The coffee table took care of four; there were four TV trays and the rest of us sat in comfort at the dining table. Gabe sat beside me, complimenting Aaron of the fine Italian food. The way he said it was more like Eatalian. It was cute. Hell, he was cute.

    “Aaron, this is fantastic. Why is it so much better than mine?” I asked.

    “Because I made it, but you are an incredible skier,” he said.

    Fair enough. At least I was happy he didn’t apologize for his own cooking like I often do. He had no reason to do that.

    “What’s in that box that Adam guarded with his life?”

    “It is just a little, how you say, something from Patisserie Aaron I made last night and early this morning. Il est pour que mes amis apprécient ! It is for my friends to enjoy! It’s our dessert tonight” he said with a convincing French accent.

    I looked at Vlad. He smiled at me giving me a wink.



    “It is Gateau Saint-Honoré. This classic French torte is named after St. Honoré, the patron saint of pastry chefs. It’s not a cake-based confection; this torte has a puff pastry base, topped by pastry cream and whipped cream, surrounded by profiteroles dipped in caramelized sugar, their sugary tops resembling the halos of saints. The only way I managed to make it was because I made the puff pastry early in the week. That alone takes several hours not including an overnight stay in the fridge while it does its thing. Mom taught me how to make puff pastry. Most people think of it as a pain in the ass and buy the ready-made crap from the store but for me, it’s my way of showing people how special they are to me. If you have the mindset that anything less than perfect is alright, stay away from French cuisine, because it will ******”

    He carefully opened the heavy carton, removing crumpled up newspaper used as insulation, then removed four freezer packs that were keeping it chilled. Finally he removed the cake box, opening it with a flourish as our jaws hit the floor. Vlad put his arm over my shoulder.

    “If it tastes half as good as it looks, he’s got the right stuff,” he whispered.

    “Just like when I said you should be teaching Fashion Design 101, I think Aaron should be teaching at least the Patisserie portion at Le Cordon Bleu,” I said.

    I grabbed my camera and took several shots. The boys cleared the dirty dishes off the tables. Not a smidgen of the lasagna or either salad remained. Aaron cut the cake into 16 portions which was easy as he made 16 profiteroles, one for each of us with one left over. It was so beautiful, we all waited until Aaron took his first bite. It was quite rich, being made with butter, whipped cream, chocolate and caramelized sugar but was delightfully light. We attempted to stretch out the time from when we first tasted it, until we had the last fork full, to marvel at all the fine flavors and textures, but soon enough, we all finished.

    “There is one piece left over which I want Caul to have. If it wasn’t for our chance meeting, there wouldn’t….sniff….have….sniff….”

    Aaron buried his face in Caul’s chest, sobbing softly. He was joined by Adam, his twin: the three of them had a group hug. All of them softly wept, but they were tears of joy, because Collins trusted his instincts when he met the boys and saved them from needless self-destruction.

    “Aaron, I know you have come to grips with your past by telling Scott. Adam, it might be good for you to tell the others how we came to meet. You need to let go of the past, confront your worst nightmare, and move on with our new friends who obviously love you both very much. I also think you should give Scott the extra piece because I won’t burn it off sitting behind my desk,” Caul said.

    In spite of the gravity of the subject, Caul’s exit from the discussion with some levity was really appreciated. Aaron came over, gave me a hug and took my plate, refilling it.

    “You should probably give Vlad a hug too,” I said.

    Kyle pulled the cork on the Akvavit.

    “In Norway, we call this Aquavit, or ‘water of life.’ I think this would be a good way to celebrate life with our new friends. Whoever wants some, come to the bar.”

    “Just keep pouring until you run out of glasses, Kyle. We need to kickstart this party. I want the twins to tell all of us their story. It’s pretty awful, but they need to get past it and I believe talking about it will help,” I said.

    I took the first two glasses to the twins, then got more for Jesse, Vlad, Caul and me. Our other friends wandered over and helped themselves.

    “To life; however it hits us, with hard work or luck, we have to make the best of it. As Coach says, “Pain is weakness leaving the body”,” I said, raising my glass.

    “Who all would like to see Aaron become a famous chef?” I asked the group.

    “We all would!” they cheered.

    “Me too,” said Aaron.

    “Then it’s all settled,” I said.

    “Whoa, what’s settled?” Aaron asked.

    “If you are going to be a famous chef, we need to send you to a famous school,” Vlad said.

    “Caul, what are they talking about?”

    “I have no idea. What’s going on, Scott? Do you think Aaron should take a cooking course at George Brown College here in the city?”

    I pointed to the twins empty glasses and Kyle brought the Akvavit over and refilled them.

    “Caul, think higher. Aaron, have you heard of Le Cordon Bleu Culinary School?” I asked.

    “Of course I have. it’s in France.”

    “Vlad and I were talking today. I felt both you and Adam, given the opportunity, could plan now for successful careers. Cordon Bleu’s North American school is in Ottawa. Vlad has a condo there which he was thinking of selling, and made the offer to let you use it for the duration of the course. I knew it wouldn’t fly being away from your twin, but there’s an excellent university in Ottawa called Carleton. We would both like to see Adam enrolled in a Bachelor of Commerce program and work towards an MBA. If his grades are really good, he can transfer to U of T next year and get a scholarship. Vlad and I are prepared to offer you both a student loan, interest free until six months after you graduate, then it would be a low interest rate pegged to the bank prime rate. The same goes for Adam. If you are capable of turning out Gateau Saint-Honoré before stepping foot into the school, and if you are driven to succeed, and if we made the correct assumption that fine cuisine is something you want to pursue as your profession, tell us now and we will get right on it. The course runs ten months with three short breaks, starts in October, and ends in July. Normal college for Adam starts in about a week and gets out in May but more likely he wouldn’t be able to start until January. He could take credits too, next summer, so you finish at the same time,” I said.

    “There is a master bedroom with an en-suite and walk-in closet as well as two other bedrooms and a four piece bath, a powder room, large living area, kitchen and laundry. You could rent those bedrooms out and make enough for the taxes, maintenance, internet, cable, food, transportation, entertainment…the works. Because we only discussed this today, we don’t know if either of you could get in. We need to check that out. The other thing we obviously haven’t discussed is its impact on Caul. I guess we wanted to gauge your reactions to this before we go any further,” Vlad said.

    Robb and Josh loaded the dishwasher and ran it through. Jeff fiddled with tying a mantel on the propane lantern, but nobody missed a word, I’m sure.

    “We’re in shock. We can’t believe you guys have so much faith in us. I guess we could come up with a hundred reasons why we shouldn’t but their sum total wouldn’t be equal to the one reason we should. Caul, would you hate on us if we went away for a year?” Adam asked.

    “Boys, I’m in shock as well. I had no idea. I haven’t had any luck finding you a job with another bank. I might have better luck with the downtown Ottawa branch manager getting you in as a teller, part time, if you are enrolled in B Comm. I know him well. Besides the train to Ottawa takes about the same time as a plane, it’s downtown to downtown and you save the hassle of the security check. That’s the way I travel to Ottawa. It’s quiet, relaxing and you can plug in your laptop,” Caul said.


    The twins ran around the room kissing everybody in sight.

    “Wow, I can’t believe you liked my pastry that much!” Aaron said.

    “It goes well beyond the pastry, babes. I saw a chef working in my kitchen when you made the lasagna. You are efficient, clean, you have a great outlook. Even your posture when you stand at the counter doing food preparation -- there are so many little things I’ve observed like your excellent French pronunciation which can’t hurt if you wish to become a French chef,” I said.

    “Silly, we both took French immersion, besides, mom’s mother is from Québec so we speak French and joual, which accounts for why we both laugh when we see a Buick LaCrosse because it means Buick ‘jerking off’ in Canadian French,” Aaron said.

    Judging by the volume of the laughter, it was proof that everybody was listening.

    “Why don’t we move this party out to the fire pit with the cooler and Vlad’s transportable stereo?” I suggested.

    Jesse filled the cooler with cold beer. As the others prepared for the great outdoors, I went out and lit the fire and collected some citronella candles to light the way to the fire as it was pretty rocky. I didn’t want anyone tripping. There was plenty of seating on old felled trees that had the top third ripped off with a chainsaw giving a somewhat level seating surface. Luckily there was no wind so none of the guys got smoked out with the fire. I had a garden hose run out from the cottage if things got out of hand.

    The twins were at their very best, making a point of giving me and Vlad lots of attention. They had a zillion questions, few of which we could answer. At this stage of the game, we didn’t even know if we could get them in this year. If not, there was always next year. The important thing was that we made the offer; if they ever feared not being loved, it vanished that night. They spent lots of time with Collins, too, and figured with all the bank holidays, and the three breaks between parts of the course, they wouldn’t have to wait long to be together for some weekends. They were both so lovable with me and Jesse, it struck me as this might be one of those cuddling nights rather than a hard ass-pounding one. It’s all good.

    “Unless you’ve burned off a mantel on a Coleman lamp, I’ll show you how to do it, Jeff,” I said.

    “Glad you told me. I woulda turned on the gas and lit it.”

    I took it back inside the cottage, took the globe off, trimmed the strings with the scissors and got the wooden matches. We went on the porch, I struck the match and fanned the flame back and forth across the bottom, burning off the fabric.

    “It stinks when that’s happening so I do it outdoors. We’ll let it cool down, replace the globe, screw it back into the propane tank and open the valve a bit applying the match to the underside of the lamp housing. Notice how the big mantel became so small after it burned? It also became pretty fragile. It’s a good idea to pack this thing carefully, otherwise the mantel will turn to dust. Always have spares with you when you go camping. You can get the propane cylinders almost everywhere but the mantel you need is always the one that’s out of stock,” I said.

    “I know you really like Aaron. I guess it goes without saying he likes you just the same,” Jeff said.

    “It’s strange, but we became close very quickly. They want a four way love arrangement with me and Jesse. I don’t know how that’s going to work. They love each other but want their love to include two other lovers. They picked us. I don’t know what will happen when they go to Ottawa. I guess we will just play it by ear. We can only try our hardest,” I said.

    “I wanna hear what happened to them. I don’t wanna be nosy but we both like them and want to know more about them,” Jeff said.

    We joined the party, where Danny was tending the bonfire. Vlad had some Joan Baez playing not too loud on his boom box. I gave him a big hug, thanking him for his support, and just held on to him. If there was a Scott’s fan club, I think Vlad would be its president. It gave me a good feeling.

    “We made a pair of boys feel like they were king of the castle tonight. The Canadian Government should be thanking us. Look at the hundreds of thousands of dollars they will get as a result of these guys earning a good living, and not being a drain on the system,” Vlad said.

    “Only you could see it from that perspective. Guess that comes from living in Ottawa,” I chuckled, over the increasing din of the party.


    “Hey Adam, Would you guys be comfortable telling us your story, like how you met Caul Collins or is it something that will give you a nightmare?” Jeff asked.

    “Course not, Jeff. Aaron told Scott the whole story and I think most of you heard a little, so why don’t we freshen our drinks and we will start at the beginning?”

    “Before you do, would it be too much to ask if I could make a movie of you both telling the story with the fire in the background, lighting you only with Jeff’s lantern?”

    “No problem. It’s fine with me,” Adam said, “and me too,” Aaron added.

    I dashed in and got the portrait lens, camera and tripod and a fresh battery and empty memory card. I set it up and ran a short test which produced acceptable results. Vlad turned off the music. I gave them their cue and started the camera.

    Adam told the story right from the beginning, how they had a happy childhood until their dad died. They alternated speaking at every highlight. I didn’t do anything fancy with the camera. This was just to be a documentary. Perhaps nobody would ever see it. From what I recall of Aaron’s talk with me, it was right on, not word for word, and definitely not rehearsed, but it was essentially the same story. Through some parts they had an arm over each other’s shoulders; other times they held hands. For the really dramatic parts they hugged and couldn’t speak they were so choked up with emotion. I let the camera keep rolling. The audience was uncomfortable when they were getting step-dad to stop strangling their mother, and downright enraged at the antics of the investigating officers at the police station. I heard Robb crying at the point the nasty old lady wouldn’t allow them to be in the same bedroom.

    The heavy emotion started when they ran into Caul, trying to bum some money to buy razor blades. They both broke down at the point where they revealed the reason for the blades. Everybody was crying now; Jesse, Kyle, James, even Jeff. Raph was pretty emotional; Gabe was unconsolable. I was blubbering like I did the first time I heard it. Eventually the story resolved itself with Collins offering them his guest room for the time being.

    They briefly touched on their lives since moving in with Caul, and Adam getting a job at the bank, while Aaron connected with some friends of Cauls in the building and did some housecleaning for them.

    “Then my brother met some of you guys in Cauls office and we got to know you socially. You guys have been great. What you proposed tonight is unbelievable, and we think that by telling you the sordid details of our last few years, although pretty emotional for all of us, it’s possible we can put it all behind us. We are still pissed off at mom for lying to the police but we want to move beyond that some day, hopefully soon,” they said, as I turned off the camera.

    I saw Vlad dash into the cottage and return with his guitar and some music. He sat in front of them while he tuned the guitar.

    “Adam, Aaron, I’m singing this to you. Scott wanted to do it but can’t play guitar and sure as hell can’t sing so he provided me with the URL and I took it from there,” Vlad said.
    youtube.com/watch?v=OT41ER7Qgh0&feature=youtu.be
    I turned on the camera again.

    “He wanted to do it for me when I was sick in the hospital. It’s from the old TV series, ‘Queer as Folk’. I used to watch reruns when my parents were out. It’s by Pink, and this is for all of you because you’re all….”

    Fuckin Perfect ©Pink 2010

    Made a wrong turn
    Once or twice
    Dug my way out
    Blood and fire

    Bad decisions
    That’s alright
    Welcome to my silly life

    Mistreated, this place, misunderstood
    Miss “knowing it’s all good”
    It didn’t slow me down

    Mistaken
    Always second guessing
    Underestimated
    Look, I’m still around…

    Pretty, pretty please
    Don’t you ever, ever feel
    Like you’re less than
    Fuckin’ perfect

    Pretty, pretty please
    If you ever, ever feel
    Like you’re nothing
    You’re fuckin’ perfect to me

    You’re so mean
    When you talk
    About yourself
    You are wrong

    Change the voices
    In your head
    Make them like you
    Instead

    So complicated
    Look how we all made it
    Filled with so much hatred
    Such a tired game

    It’s enough
    I’ve done all I can think of
    Chased down all my demons
    I’ve seen you do the same

    Pretty, pretty please
    Don’t you ever, ever feel
    Like you’re less than
    Fuckin’ perfect

    Pretty, pretty please
    If you ever, ever feel
    Like you’re nothing
    You’re fuckin’ perfect to me

    Yeah, Ooh, Oh baby pretty please

    Pretty pretty please
    Don’t you ever ever feel
    Like you’re less than,
    fuckin’ perfect

    Pretty pretty please
    If you ever ever feel
    Like you’re nothing you’re
    Fuckin’ perfect, to me

    You’re perfect
    You’re perfect

    Pretty, pretty please
    If you ever, ever feel
    Like you’re less than
    Fucking perfect

    Pretty, pretty please
    If you ever, ever feel
    Like you’re nothing
    You’re fucking perfect, to me


    Our way of dealing with so much emotion was to hoot, holler, and cheer, hoping that none of the others noticed we were all crying enough to put out the bonfire. I turned off the camera, and asked Vlad if he wanted something alcoholic. He asked for a Bloody Caesar which I made for him, after putting the camera’s battery on charge. I made myself a strong rum and Coke, too. It was bladder emptying time, so, one by one, most of the guys came in for a pee. They say a group of women living together will eventually coordinate their periods which was a more horrifying thought than a bunch of heavy drinking swim team guys synchronizing their urination. Some got something stronger to drink. Gabe wanted a vodka and Coke. The twins asked if there was any more ‘Water of Life’ so I refilled their glasses as well, taking the opportunity for a group hug.

    “Vlad, you did a terrific job of the song. I was all choked up. maybe we can get on my laptop tomorrow and see what all is needed for the twins. If you want, we can email you the URL’s because I have that meeting with my advisor after a brief meeting with our lawyer Monday morning. Next week is going to be a busy one. Tuesday I need to pick up the computer equipment. Danny moves in Wednesday. Our desks arrive, John the butcher is coming over in the evening. Thursday I’ll take you back to the hospital for blood work, and Dino is coming to hookup all the computers and setup my old computer as a server. Just think, we could load all of our movies and tunes in it. Friday, Josh and Jeff are going camping. I’m having second thoughts about doing the terraces in cedar,” I said.

    “Wish I had my drivers license so you wouldn’t have to take me to the hospital,” Vlad said.

    “Hey, I’m supposed to be your partner. Cars are a waste of money. Besides, I insist on being with you. I’ll take you. It’s settled,” I said.

    Wouldn’t it make more sense for you to get more photographic equipment? You need lighting. That roll of paper for a backdrop is tacky. Why don’t you get the guys to build a cyclorama in the corner? Every studio I’ve modeled in has one. You could build that, upgrade your camera and get some decent lighting and you would be spending money to make money,” he said.

    “Actually, I’ve been bookmarking lighting equipment and a couple of sites that show how to build a cyclorama. Even though I put in heavy duty wiring, some of the new lights are either LED or compact fluorescent and are dim-able. They would save overheating the place if i had a big shoot going on,” I said.

    “I’m glad we had this talk. We should use each other more often as a resource,” he said.

    “We need to join the party before I use your ass as a resource, Vlad.”

    “You know I wouldn’t stop you!”

    “Me, Jesse, and the twins are supposed to be intimate this weekend. I know I won’t have enough for four,” I said.

    “Say no more, Scott.”

    We hugged for awhile, knowing we both wanted it, but put it on hold, and returned to the party which was in full swing. Having the cottage away from everybody on an island had advantages: nobody would complain about the noise.

    Gabe was sitting between Raph and Robb, who were being affectionate with the boy. I noticed Raph spoke to Gabe in Spanish. Ryan and Kyle were talking one on one. When Danny wasn’t tending the fire, he had a hand on a log in James’ jeans. James found a bigger one in Danny’s pants. I had lots to drink and I get horny when I drink, so I squeezed in between Jesse and Aaron. Jesse had Adam on his other side to keep him hard and warm. Caul and Vlad went back inside. Jeff and Josh were inflating their air mattresses with a battery operated pump.

    I couldn’t stand it anymore. I got Jesse standing and undid his jeans, spit on my hand and started giving him a slow stroke. That was the signal to the twins. Aaron pulled his brother’s pants down and swallowed the thick cut cock that Jesse had been rubbing through Adam’s pants.

    “Fuck this. I want to see how many times I can shoot tonight. If you guys go away, we better get as much loving in as possible. Guys, we are heading off for some togetherness. Sleep wherever and with whomever. Last guy turns off the bonfire and lights,” I said, as the four of us headed to the cottage.

    We decided on my room with the king bed. I stripped Aaron while Jesse took care of Adam, who removed my clothes while Jesse was undressed by Aaron.

    “The cream filling in the dessert was very tasty, but I want what comes out of these,” I said as I stroked the twins huge schlongs.

    “Let’s get in bed and service whoever,” Jesse suggested as he glided his hand up and down his own very wet cock.

    “We want to do everything with both of you. Scott, I want to watch you making love to my twin,” Aaron said.

    I got the lube and the ‘Aaron shaped dildo’ from my bag, but decided to use saliva to lube Adam’s perky bum. While I was doing that, Jesse got my cock nice and slippery. I lay on my back with the dildo under my ass getting it warm.

    “Stop, Jesse. I’m so close. I want to blow this load deep inside Adam. Go fuck Aaron. Lick his ear and tell him how much you love him, but be noisy and fuck him hard. He loves that,” I said.

    Meanwhile I got Adam on his tummy and gave him a big squirt of lube, which I worked in well. I was very generous with the lube on the Aaron dildo.

    “Do you want me to fuck you rough like Aaron does, hm?”

    “Slam it in, baby doll. You know I like it rough -- the rougher the better,” he said.

    I was jerking the dildo marveling how good it felt in my hand, then I slowly pushed it in his ass while I made moaning sounds. I was careful not to injure him but he demanded I fuck him harder.

    “The times you’ve fucked my twin have made you an excellent fucker. Keep it up and I might shoot without touching myself.”

    “i’m gonna ram my big cock into you hard and fast until you shoot, Adam,” I said.

    “Jesse, Your cock is making me wild. Fuck me deep and cum inside me to make me shoot,” Aaron said.

    We were all moaning loudly and reaching over to touch each other.

    “Let’s switch this up a notch. Aaron, shoot your load in Scott and I’ll shoot mine in Jesse,” Adam said.

    I grinned to myself, thinking these arrangements sounded ideal. Unfortunately, when I started to remove the dildo from Adam, I inadvertently hit the ‘on’ switch and it started vibrating, making Adam blow so much cum, we were all saturated.

    “Keep fucking me with it. Maybe I can have two orgasms in a row. I was going to say it felt exactly like my bro.”

    I used my mouth to assist Adam in his second of the night. It didn’t take long to get my mouthful, which I shared with Aaron and Jesse. We finished the fuck fest with me topping my Jesse while Aaron had his way with my ass and Adam stuffed faux Aaron in Aaron’s hole. Not only did he give me an incredible fucking but I gave Jesse one of my better fucks. Aaron, I guess was the winner, giving a perfect fuck with a perfect cock while he himself got fucked by a battery driven duplicate of his own cock. He came with so much force, I did the same in Jesse, and finished him off with my fist.

    We were overheated from the activity and coated with man juice so we slipped out the front door, down the stairs and jumped in the lake. We helped give each other a bath and a hard-on, which went away when we got out of the water into the cool night air. That was the incentive to rush back to bed and cuddle. I was the meat in the twin sandwich and longed to sleep, but moaning and other noises kept that from happening.

    It sounded like Gabe was screwing Robb. It gave my dick a twitch, but I was well taken care of and totally satisfied, cuddling with two beautiful twins. I needed to sleep so Vlad and I could do some searching on the internet and hopefully get our ducks in a row for the twins tomorrow. Silence finally returned, and we drifted off to sleep.

    to be continued


    Your opinions are always welcomed. This was a long chapter and this is summer. Don't expect the next one too soon.
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    Hello Sheep,I've red the last 2 chapters and i just want to congratulate you for a very good job on that story. Congrat also for your knowing of the french pastries. LOL

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    Perfect Beginning, Middle, and End! You're making us LOVE these Guys, in so many ways! And, the lake is a wonderful setting for this chapter.

    Which also means, since this is all coming from You, that you must be a Great Guy, too!

    Enjoy your summer, Sheep!

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    Aaron's cooking came as a result of Scott not being able to fit making the lasagna into his busy day. Jump forward a little while to an international cooking school internet search and as luck would have it, the school was in Ottawa. Everything magically fell into place. Gateau St-Honeré looked really complicated, so if he could make that, he could do anything. Now I have to get him into Le Cordon Bleu. Also I need to get Adam to Ottawa too. The twins can't be separated.
    I wrote the last two chapters together. Hope you felt the emotion; I certainly did while I penned it. That's why the two chapters took almost a month to write.
    I'm hoping Aaron makes breakfast because Scott had too much medicine around the campfire!

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    Calagang
    Aaron's cooking came as a result of Scott not being able to fit making the lasagna into his busy day. Jump forward a little while to an international cooking school internet search and as luck would have it, the school was in Ottawa. Everything magically fell into place. Gateau St-Honeré looked really complicated, so if he could make that, he could do anything. Now I have to get him into Le Cordon Bleu. Also I need to get Adam to Ottawa too. The twins can't be separated.
    I wrote the last two chapters together. Hope you felt the emotion; I certainly did while I penned it. That's why the two chapters took almost a month to write.
    I'm hoping Aaron makes breakfast because Scott had too much medicine around the campfire!

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    Sheep,
    You do a great job developing these guys' lives for us.
    We want to know them all, both intellectually and intimately.


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

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    Thanks for the comments guys. Perhaps I would try harder to finish the next chapter if I had more feedback. The story is getting approx 2500 reads per chapter from up to 85 countries. I have the story posted on 3 other sites but not any of the well known ones and I have a flag counter installed on one of them.

    Chapter 50 was an emotional one to write -- I feel drained. You'll get 51 but I can't say when. Hope you are all having a good summer. Stay safe!

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    If I have to wait for the next chapter ... well ... I'm certainly willing to do that 'cause I know it's going to be GREAT!!

    PRESSURE?

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    Trust your Summer is going well, too! ...

    Keep smilin'!!
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    It'd be better if your creative juices were flowing more freely.
    That leads to our reactive juices flowing more freely!


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

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    Chapter 51

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    Previously…
    We were overheated from the activity and coated with man juice so we slipped out the front door, down the stairs and jumped in the lake. We helped give each other a bath and a hard-on, which went away when we got out of the water into the cool night air. That was the incentive to rush back to bed and cuddle. I was the meat in the twin sandwich and longed to sleep, but moaning and other noises kept that from happening.

    It sounded like Gabe was screwing Robb. It gave my dick a twitch, but I was well taken care of and totally satisfied, cuddling with two beautiful twins. I needed to sleep so Vlad and I could do some searching on the internet and hopefully get our ducks in a row for the twins tomorrow. Silence finally returned, and we drifted off to sleep.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Coffee brewing is a great way to wake up. Our designated chef, Aaron, did the brewing and by the look of things, was planning a gastronomical orgy for breakfast.

    “What’s it going to be when you put it all together babes?” I asked.

    “Eggs Benedict. Have you had them? Poached eggs on ham on two halves of an English Muffin, topped with Hollandaise sauce. It’s perfect for a hangover,” he said.

    “Mmm, yeah, I had them in a restaurant not noted for high quality and I liked it. I’m sure I will love yours,” I said, as I wandered back to my bedroom to retrieve my laptop.

    “Here’s some juice and your coffee. What are you doing with that so early in the morning?” he asked.

    “I’m trying to get you into Le Cordon Bleu Culinary School and Adam into Carlton University in case you didn’t remember last night,” I said, with a puzzled look on my face.

    “So it wasn’t a dream? You and Vlad are really going to try to do this for us?” he said, giving me a hug and kiss.

    Adam arrived in his red Andrew Christian briefs picking sleep out of his eyes. I had Le Cordon Bleu bookmarked and opened it, showing them the site, and their restaurant in an old mansion on the Rideau River in front of the school. He was bouncing off the walls he was so excited. James arrived from somewhere, and gave us all a kiss. He had to go to work soon so Aaron fixed breakfast for the four of us. I checked out Carleton’s site while I watched Aaron doing things I’d never seen done in the kitchen. Unfortunately, I found the first year B Com at the Sprott Business School was filled for the fall Semester. I concealed my disappointment as I aimlessly searched.

    I’m glad I did, too. The University of Ottawa boasted the Telfer School of Management which had all the right credentials for one of the best business schools, worldwide. The more I looked the better it looked. It was only a half mile away from the culinary school on Laurier at the opposite end of Sandy Hill. Aaron was swirling boiling water in circles in frypans on the stove and breaking eggs into the “whirlpools” he was creating. I was afraid to check on course availability, so I put the laptop away for the time being. I set the table for the four of us while Adam refilled our coffees. Aaron was finishing making the Hollandaise sauce which was a little tricky. He had the English muffins toasting under the broiler in the oven and the cooked ham heating up lower down in the oven. It was amazing watching him work, wondering if his timing would work out.

    Naturally it did, which was a miracle because he had never used our old stove. Presentation was everything; he even put a nice thick slice of local, very red fresh tomato on each plate. We felt guilty about ruining such a beautiful plate, so I got my camera and photographed the most perfect one. I was thinking about including some of the best pictures with his application to the school.

    I asked Aaron if I should put ketchup on the table. He shot me such a dirty look. We all sat down and devoured the Eggs Benedict, which were perfect in every way. James had to go, and arranged to be back at around seven tonight. Adam and I washed the dishes to get ready for the next bunch, while Aaron looked at the cooking school’s site. Vlad and Ryan showed up, grabbed a coffee, and sat with Aaron. Adam and I joined them while the coffee machine made another batch.

    “It looks like Carlton is out for the Fall. The University of Ottawa’s Telfer School of Management looks pretty good. Is there a reason you didn’t mention it, Vlad?” I asked.

    “I only knew of Carlton’s because a school friend was accepted there. If OU has a business school it would be better because my condo is half way between its campus and the cooking school -- like a five minute walk to either. They can walk everywhere. I’ll get my laptop and show you on a map,” he said.

    Adam sat with Vlad and got a tour of the area including “street view” of his condo building which looked very nice. He ended up at OU’s site. Considering all the paperwork that had to be submitted, it looked impossible to start in the Fall but Winter looked good as he could finish his first year by the end of July, when Aaron finished.

    “That would be better because we would be so rushed, even if I could get in. I want to hand in notice at the bank before I leave too. We need to get my marks from my school or from mom. Let’s first find out if Aaron can get in,” Adam said.

    “You’ll have time to investigate part-time work at the bank, and check on any scholarships or bursaries too. How were your grades in high school?” Ryan asked.

    “He’s a brainiac. He was upset getting an A- which was his lowest grade. I’m the cute dumb one. He got great marks on subjects that were analytical in nature like math and I’m the artsy fartsy one who barely passed Calculus,” Aaron said.

    “Aaron, it doesn’t mean you’re dumb. You are right brain dominant and Adam is left brain dominant. That has nothing to do with intelligence. Besides, you’re identical twins and both cute as fuck and make a perfect combination,” I said.

    Jesse, Danny, Josh and Jeff had joined us after helping themselves to coffee. Aaron went into the kitchen to perform his magic for them as well as Vlad and Ryan. Josh brought a carton, sat beside me and showed me the components for the electric heat control.

    “There’ll be a wall thermostat controlling the kitchen and bathroom heaters that can be set as low as thirty-six degrees to prevent the pipes from freezing, and a normal one in the living room that controls all the rest. It has a switch for “off-auto.” During the days in the summer, flip it to off. The rest of the time it should stay on auto. Whatever temperature it’s set for can be overridden from the phone, remotely,” Josh said.

    I showed him the main panel; he made some notes. I retrieved the video surveillance system and handed it to him. I pointed out a tree I felt would be a good location for the exterior camera that had a good view of the roof.

    “Did you guys try out the tent?” I asked.

    “Yup, it’s a three man tent,” Josh chuckled while looking at Danny who blushed.

    Aaron served the six of them while I grabbed another coffee and headed down to the dock with a chamois to clean the boat. It was my pride and joy and would give me years of enjoyment given the proper care. I gave the seats a good wipe down to remove tanning lotion and skin oils. I was joined by Caul, Kyle and Raph who brought some folding chairs with them from the bunkie.

    “Morning guys, I hope you didn’t rust in the bunkie,” I said.

    “We left the door and window open which was probably a good idea after all the beer. It was like being in a tent but without the drips,” Kyle said.

    “James and I slept in there before we knew there was another use for our pee-pees. It was damp then too. You guys should head up to the cottage. Aaron is making Eggs Benedict for breakfast and they are really good.”

    We all went up to see the others finishing. I got my laptop and viewed the waterskiing movies and pictures which were all pretty good. The video of me just missing Raph and doing the double flip was well done. I had no plans to repeat it. Raph muttered something in Spanish when he saw it. Gabe and Robb emerged from the bedroom looking happy, while Aaron went back into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the third seating.

    I didn’t watch all of the twins telling the story of their lives. It worked out quite well. Having the bonfire took the edge off the raw emotion. It was obviously a night time movie with the light and shadows of the flames flickering on the boy’s faces. Perhaps at another time I would add some subdued effects to it but wanted to leave it totally intact for the moment. It was too soon to see it again. This weekend was about having fun.

    “I really think we need to get in an hour of swimming today and tomorrow if we can, after partying late last night. I haven’t been swimming for five days,” Ryan said.

    “Looks like we are partying again tonight so lets get in a swim before we waterski,” I suggested.

    “Scott, If we get back in time Sunday night to spray the shelving once more, you can move the books in on Monday after the carpet guy finishes,” Jeff said.

    “That works for me. I probably won’t be back until early afternoon, and nobody knows where they are to go,” I said.

    “Jeff, do you know what a cyclorama is?” I asked.

    “It’s a coved wall for a photo or film studio that shows up as a white wall with no corners or joins where it meets the floor. I built one once for a film studio. Why, do you want one?” he asked.

    “I really need one more than I need the cedar deck on the terraces, I said.

    “Excuse me guys, your breakfast is ready,” Aaron interrupted.

    “Maybe we can do both but lets start on the cyclorama if that’s a priority. I’ll measure it up on Sunday if you give me a sketch, and we can get the materials Monday morning if that works for you,” Jeff said.

    “I’ll meet you at the building supply at Nine AM and then I have a Ten AM with my lawyer. This is shaping up to be the week from Hell. I know you planned to go camping next weekend. You are welcome to use the cottage. I want to get everything under control at the loft that weekend. All of us have to get our final payments into the university. In other words, chaos, times six,” I said.

    I showed Jeff the picture of the cyclorama on the internet, told him where it was to go, and approximately how far it was to extend in all directions. He played with my laptop and loved it.

    “I need one of these but it doesn’t have to be this big. One like Vlad’s would be plenty big for my purposes. As far as the cottage goes, I need to talk to Josh to see what he wants to do. I’m easy either way,” he said.

    “I’m not going there.”

    Josh brought out an electric drill and snapped on his tool belt which made him look sexy as fuck. He held up the new smart stat on the wall and fiddled around with his stud finder and marked where it had to go. Then he started in with the drill while Vlad took me outside.

    “We could send an email to the cooking school to see if they can still accommodate him for that course. We can’t apply right now because they need proof of high school completion. Perhaps Aaron should email them himself. We’ll have a better idea what’s happening once we know that,” Vlad said.

    “Agreed. It’s good to keep him involved so he can see progress. There are so many details to consider to send both of them to college. I think I’m just going to kick back on the dock for awhile and work on my tan,” I said.

    Everyone was doing their own thing, with most of the gang eventually making their way to the dock. We decided to get the swim over with before we waterskied. It was going to be to the slalom run and back twice using all of the strokes part of the way, with a five minute rest on the dock at the half-way point. Josh hollered down that the power would be off for a half hour. The rest of the guys except Josh and Jeff decided, since it wasn’t a race, to swim it with us. I wasn’t surprised that they were all fairly good swimmers. I paced Vlad because I didn’t know how strong he was. I needn’t have worried; he swam well. There was a bit of a traffic jam in the slalom course with the teammates heading back while our company was still on their way.

    Our break was a relief. Ryan was the only one of us that was in really good shape. We had to get used to it because we would be swimming every day until the end of February when the Championship meets take place. Vlad said he felt pretty good after the swim but asked if I would pace him for the final half. I never figured out how he could be so fast in the fly with his thin body. Only the teamies did the second part. I felt out of shape. Vlad slowed down in the final few minutes but he finished which made me happy. I wanted him on the team if at all possible.

    When I dried myself off I checked on Josh who was ready to do a test of the remote so I got my cell phone, called the cottage and entered the codes Josh gave me and pressed # and heard a click coming from the power panel, followed by the tick-tick-tick sound of the heaters warming up. I hung up and Josh confirmed I set the heat to seventy degrees. I imagined we would have the chance to try it out on Thanksgiving weekend, in October when we close the cottage for the year. Josh forged ahead with the security system, while I returned to the dock, taking Vlad’s boom-box down with me.

    “Thanks for that. I didn’t know if I’d have the strength right now to carry that monster. I think that’s the furthest I swam in a day,” he said.

    Jesse handed out a round of barley sandwiches to stave off dehydration, I presumed. I didn’t care what the reason was. I just wanted to relax for a while before skiing. The twins wanted to ski so I got set up and gave Adam a quick lesson. Danny drove and Caul was the spotter. I was the cameraman. Adam was quite good for never having skied before. I got a picture of him as he was just coming out of the water. He sure looked baskety in his white Speedo. Aaron was better today. Caul wasn’t interested in trying it.

    “Aaron, we think it would be a good idea for you to email the cooking school to confirm if they have room in that ten month course. You can use my computer,” Vlad said.

    “Wow, so it’s really happening?”

    “If that’s what you want to do with your life, send them an email now; if you aren’t sure, don’t,” Vlad said.

    The two of them went into the cottage. We continued to ski. Josh and Jeff installed the outside surveillance camera. Vlad and Aaron came down from the cottage.

    “Vlad, you’re a good skier. Do you want to try slalom?” I asked.

    “Yeah, I really do. I watched you guys and think I can figure it out myself. Can I start on two?” he asked.

    “That’s the easiest way. Next year I’ll teach you the hard way,” I said.

    He did extremely well. I had Ryan in the boat for a spotter while Jesse drove. Ryan gave me a hug, telling me I was such an inspiration to both of them. I returned the compliment saying we were both part of his wellness program. Vlad pointed to the slalom run so I took him through at 24 MPH. He managed a few of the turns but skipped about every other one. Still, I was knocked out he would even attempt the run the first time on a slalom ski. He did some quite good turns going past the cottage which I caught with the camera in movie mode.

    “Yikes, I think I used muscles I never knew I had. My legs and arms are killing me,” Vlad said.

    “Come with me. It sounds like lactic acidosis. Ill take you into a hot, pulsing shower.”

    I helped Vlad up the stairs and straight into the shower, cranking the shower to hot. I pulled his Speedo off. He stood under the water and I massaged his muscles. He yanked my Speedo off too. There was something sexual about looking after the boy. It happened in the hospital when he was too weak to masturbate so I fellated him. Apparently, the feeling wasn’t one-sided today either. I held the hand held shower close to his glans, which was pulsing. Our tongue’s searched each others mouths as we hugged and petted.

    “I wanted you to fuck me in the boat yesterday. If I’m getting too clingy, just turn the shower to cold.”

    I always wash fruits and vegetables so I soaped up his lovely round melons making sure we were both clean. My heart was beating rapidly as I knelt behind him while my tongue gave him an infinite amount of pleasure. He returned it, sucking me for awhile.

    “Fuck me like you mean it. I’ve thought about this all night long.”

    “Me, too.”

    Because of our extreme horniness I came quickly, having an intense orgasm. My mouth did the same for Vlad, giving me a large mouthful of his thick, sweet cum which we shared.

    “Are your muscles free of pain now, or did we just move the pain somewhere else?” I asked.

    “You won’t hear me complaining,” he said, as he kissed me.

    I used soap and the hand shower so he wouldn’t have any leakage. We finished showering, dried off and put our Speedos on again, feeling relieved.


    “Ryan, do you want to try slalom?” I asked.

    “I think I will leave that to you guys. I’m happy working on my tan for now,” he said.

    Jesse decided to go, and skied very well again today. He did the course at 36 in both directions. Kyle also did well now that he knew what to do. He missed a couple of balls on his first run but made them all on his way back. I psyched myself out the same way I do before a swim race, put on the ski and vest and we were off. All the moons and planets must have been in perfect alignment. I had no near misses. Everything felt like liquid gold; everything appeared as if in slow motion. I watched myself as if I wasn’t part of the person doing the skiing, watching and analyzing and liking what I saw. At the end of the run I looped around, did the run exactly the same. When I came out I signaled to go back through. I ended up doing four consecutive runs but felt it was too much. The last one I really had to work at. I just let go of the bar when I got back to the dock, and walked out.

    “Congratulations mate,” Jesse said.

    “Oh, you mean on going through four times?”

    “No, on doing 37 on your fourth run.”

    “He’s not kidding because I watched the speedometer,” Danny said, as he patted my ass shining his smiling emerald green eyes on me.


    “We’re all done and it works,” Josh said, as we all plopped down on chaises.

    Jesse brought out the cooler and handed out cans of beer for anyone interested. That was everybody except for Gabe who bopped up to the kitchen and grabbed a Coke.

    “Josh, Jeff, do you guys want to go next?” I asked.

    “After this brewskie would be fine,” Jeff said.

    “Come up and I’ll show you the security system. You can check it on your phone or computer,” Josh said.

    I got my laptop and booted it up real quick. Josh typed an IP address into the browser which gave me two options. One was for the indoor cam which was normally motion activated. I carried the laptop within sight of the camera and saw myself on the screen. The exterior one is turned on with a key combination. I gave a great view of some of the deck and the roof. Josh had the control box with its large rechargeable battery installed out of site. I saved the IP address to my bookmarks bar and logged out, trying next with my iPhone. It worked out just fine.

    Jeff came in from the tent wearing a bathing suit looking very hot with his dark happy trail. We went to the dock as Josh changed. I managed to fit the vest onto him in spite of his broad shoulders, back, and chest. Josh joined us, coming in the boat with Kyle. As he was on two skis, I let Josh drive the boat. He was fine with it. Jeff looked pretty good; perhaps it was his hairy legs and hunky appearance that influenced my opinion. He was having fun, but when he pointed to the dock, Josh turned the boat and took him back. I coached Josh in docking the boat and he landed it perfectly.

    Josh was up next. Robb asked to go in the boat as well. I let Jeff drive to get some experience if they decided to use the cottage next weekend. Although he hadn’t waterskied before, he looked good. Robb thought he looked marvy. At the end of the run, I gave Jeff a lesson in docking the boat. He was well versed in the other kind.

    “Can I go now? I wanna try one ski,” Raph said.

    “Sure, get ready. Kyle, do you want to spot? Josh, Jeff, either of you feel like driving?” I asked.

    Jeff climbed into the captains chair; I gave him the verbal checklist before taking off.

    “Hit it!” Raph yelled, and the boat leaped forward plucking him off the edge of the dock.

    Raph was obviously holding back before because he skied like a pro doing sharp turns holding the bar with only one hand. He motioned in the direction of the run so we took him through at 30 which wasn’t a challenge for him at all. His final run was 34 and was perfect. He pointed back to the run again but went right through. We turned around and he pointed up. We kept speeding up and he kept pointing until we were flat out. When we were in front of the cottage, he jumped the wake, kicked off the ski and landed with both feet, barefoot skiing. Hell, I was impressed! I got a movie of him doing it. I asked Kyle to keep an eye on the ski. He was in a semi crouched position with his feet wide apart and well in front of him throwing a huge spray. He indicated he was ready to go back so I told Jeff to make an easy turn around and head back. He was flying at perhaps 55 mph. He held on and we got him back in one piece. Jeff headed out to get the slalom ski.

    “Señor Raphael, where did you learn to ski like that?” I asked.

    “Before I moved to Canada, I was in charge of water sports at a couples all-inclusive resort. I taught water skiing and liked to show off a little. Barefoot skiing in the ocean looked pretty good on me when I was young with a nice ass, big bulge and perfect tan. I can’t tell you how many threesomes happened after my barefoot stuff. One guy gave me a hundred dollars if I would fuck his girlfriend and shoot inside her while he ate my ass. Then she said she would give me two hundred if I fucked him so I did. Just when I thought our fun was over, he said three hundred and I will cum in your ass. He wasn’t hung very well so I say to him OK. That is the only day in the Caribbean I make six hundred,” he said.

    Gabe was standing there looking at him like he was a god, and, typical for an eighteen year old, was boned. It was a natural state for him, being hard about half the time.

    “Do you want to ski, Gabe?” I asked.

    “Yes, I want that but first I want you to kneel in front of me and suck my cock and kiss my feet and finish me by jacking my sperm all over your face,” he demanded.

    It was strange but it was exciting having this young looking little guy dominating me. I think I was horny thinking about Raph’s threesome. Gabe pulled his Speedo off and moved right in front of me.

    “Go ahead, I know you want to suck me,” he said, as he pushed the head of his cock against my lips.

    He had some sweet precum oozing from his pee slit which made for easy entry to the back of my throat. He held me by my hair and drilled my face while I massaged his big balls.

    “Lick my feets! Suck my toes!”

    He pulled his cock out of my mouth and offered a foot which I kissed all over, licking the top and bottom, finishing by a good long sucking of his toes. He took very good care of himself. His feet were actually beautiful, like everything else about him. I had a large wet spot on my Speedo which was a dead giveaway that his bossing me around wasn’t a big hardship. He made me suck him again. When he started moaning loudly, he pulled my speedo down, put our cocks together and jacked us off until he came all over my cock, then he grabbed my head and made me clean him up. His was really thick but sweet tasting, with a hint of cola.

    When he was done, he put his suit back on and parked himself on a chaise which was a bit awkward for me. Thankfully, Aaron finished me off orally, getting a somewhat larger load than he was accustomed to. That kid really turned me on. I was sorry his friend would be taking him back soon. He had been great company, giving us some chuckles when he mispronounced things.

    “Scott, shall I make us sandwiches for lunch?”

    “Aaron that would be perfect, but don’t go cutting the crusts off and slicing them into quarters, garnishing with sprigs of parsley,” I said.

    He punched my arm and ran up the stairs to do his thing in the kitchen. Jesse went with him.

    “Gabe, it’s your turn for waterskiing,” I said.

    “I will ski with only the slalom ski today,” he said.

    Jeff drove, Adam was the spotter and I was performing the dual role of coach and photographer. Gabe took off from the dock, dropped the left ski and he was off to the races. He was quite good, and didn’t need my coaching. I concentrated on getting some good pictures and a movie. His legs were muscular and he was able to make fast turns. We took him through the slalom course where he did quite well, producing some good photo ops.

    When we got back to the dock, Caul decided he would try it after all. Danny gave him a brief lesson and we took off. I coached him from the boat because he was bent over forward. Once he stood up, he looked fine. He even gave the thumbs up a couple of times for more speed. Jeff did a full circle, tossing Caul way outside the wake. He was really traveling. Just as he completed the circle,where the waves met it became a bit rough and he went for a spill, skipping over the surface of the lake like a flat stone. Ouch! That had to hurt. Jeff turned immediately and we headed back to where he fell. No Caul! Ugh oh!

    to be continued …

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    Sheep,
    So much action and planning.

    Eggs Benedict for breakfast prepared by a master chef;
    Lots of athletics in swimming and skiing and that other thing that's aerobic exercise

    Starting to check on viable options for school for the two bro's.

    How frequently I wish I were young and hung once again.

    And, between your story, Auto's, Lefty's short vignette, and HRH Prince Harry's antics in Vegas . . .


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

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    Uh Oh! I'm hoping Caul is O.K.! I remember a time I broke an arm doing just what you've described! (Seems I hit the tow bar 'wrong' while going down, or something like that.)

    THANKS! for the update! Always LOVE 'hanging' with "our" Guys!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    It would be an awful way to thin out the cast. It would mean more of a financial burden on Vlad and Scott. Would it put too much strain on Scott and Jesse's relationship and Scott's mental health? How would Adam and Aaron react to that after what they went through at the beginning of the summer? Would Gabe have to stay in Canada for awhile? The timing couldn't be worse, what with college starting soon. And Caul was going to arrange for Adam to get a job in the bank in Ottawa. If he can't work there, Aaron sure won't be away from him.

    One thing is for certain. It would become the weekend from Hell if Caul drowned.

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    One thing is for certain. It would become the weekend from Hell if Caul drowned.
    No if's sheep! This is the Swim Team and Caul will be found!

    I can't compliment you enough on this story, sheep. You have a way with words that makes it simple to follow along!

    Thank you for the update, and I hope we have good news for the next one!

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    Chapter 52

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    Previously...
    When we got back to the dock, Caul decided he would try it after all. Danny gave him a brief lesson and we took off. I coached him from the boat because he was bent over forward. Once he stood up, he looked fine. He even gave the thumbs up a couple of times for more speed. Jeff did a full circle, tossing Caul way outside the wake. He was really traveling. Just as he completed the circle, where the waves met it became a bit rough and he went for a spill, skipping over the surface of the lake like a flat stone. Ouch! That had to hurt. Jeff turned immediately and we headed back to where he fell. No Caul! Ugh oh!
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    We killed the engine and drifted looking on the right side of the boat because that’s where the skis were floating. There was no sign of Caul so to be on the safe side I punched in a waypoint on the GPS then figured out the wind direction, what little there was. Then I spotted something floating about fifty feet from there, dove in and swam to it. What I found got my adrenaline pumping. It was the ski vest whose clasps were torn off, probably from the impact of the fall. Oh shit! I did a duck dive to see if I could see anything with no success. I swam back to the boat and got Jeff to call Raph and tell him to come right away with Robb. Get the diving mask and snorkel from the bunkie and come here immediately in the tin boat. I did a slow 360 in the water looking for anything unusual while he was on the phone.

    Then I pulled out the transom ladder and climbed aboard. I grabbed my phone and called James.

    “There’s been a skiing accident. Caul fell. We found the torn ski vest but no Caul. He couldn’t have held his breath this long. Can you call the OPP and report it and get their divers out here? I can give you a geo location when you place the call,” I said.

    “I’ll call now and call you back,” James said and he hung up.

    By then I could hear the others taking off in the tin boat. Adam was beside himself with his head buried in my chest crying hysterically. Inside I was crying harder but had to be strong. I hugged him to me and rubbed his back. Jeff appeared to be in shock. I checked the GPS and saw that we had only drifted about ten feet since my waypoint. I visualized where the jacket had been floating and lined it up with a clump of birch trees on shore. The tin boat arrived in another minute.

    “Robb, can you use a mask and snorkel? The vest was floating fifty feet that way lined up with that clump of birches on shore,” I said.

    They motored over; Robb put the mask on and rolled backwards out of the boat, and ducked his face in the water and swam around in ever widening circles.

    “How deep is it here,” he hollered.

    “About twenty feet.”

    “There is a small area that looks like freshly churned up mud on the bottom. He exhaled and took in several lungs full of air, then promptly did a duck dive. We waited. Raph crossed himself. Finally, what seemed like ages later, Robb surfaced holding Caul with one arm around his chest. I moved the boat over and we all pulled Caul aboard, laying him on his back on the boat’s floor. Jeff started CPR immediately. I got Robb aboard, shouted to Raph to go back to the cottage and gave Adam my phone.

    “Redial James. Tell him to get an ambulance there. We have Caul and we’re performing CPR and will be there in five minutes,” I said.

    I got behind the wheel, started it and took off full speed to the Marina.

    “Phone your brother. Get him to go to the bunkie and find Caul’s Health card. Bring it, my clothes and keys, and our sandals. Get Danny to bring you to the Marina with all that,” I said.

    We were the first to arrive. James had a spot on the dock clear for us close to the roadway. He tied us up. Jeff was still performing CPR. James jumped in and took over from him. In a few minutes Aaron and Danny showed up. Danny turned white as a ghost seeing Caul in the bottom of the boat and went out back. I got my shorts, T-shirt and flip-flops on, putting Caul’s health card and my keys and phone in my pockets. Just then the ambulance arrived. I ran over and brought them up to speed. They got the gurney out, put Caul on it and loaded him in the the ambulance. I arranged to meet them at the hospital in Orillia. I took the twins with me in the Expedition and told the others to go back in the tin boat in case it was dark when we got back. We pulled out swiftly after the ambulance but stayed well back. I tried not to tell myself there was no hurry. There was always a chance.

    “He’s dead, isn’t he? Adam asked.

    “That’s not for me to say. He wasn’t breathing and had no heartbeat. I imagine they have put the paddles on him to try to restart his heart, so the only thing we can do is think positively,” I said.

    The drive seemed to take forever. Aaron, who was in the middle, kept his arms around me and his twin all the way there. I needed it as much as the boys. I tried to think about something else but my mind zeroed in on Caul and the twins, where they would live, whether they go to school now, and what would happen to our friendship. I wasn’t thinking positively at all. The silence was killing me. I was at a loss for words just like the boys were so I turned on the radio hoping to dispel my thoughts.

    Finally we arrived at the hospital after a half-hour and parked in the emergency Department’s thirty minutes maximum parking. I said “fuck it, we need to get in there” to myself. We headed for the entrance with me in the middle, and arms around the shoulders of the twins.

    “Caul Collins came in by ambulance. We are his friends…”

    “Your name?”

    “Scott Williams.”

    “Who are these boys?”

    “I’m Aaron and this is my twin Adam in the white bathing suit.”

    “Who is Mr. Collins next of kin?” she asked.

    “We have been living with him since June. His parents are deceased and he has no siblings, nor is he married. We are the closest he has to next of kin. We have been living with him since our dad died and we became estranged from our mom. I work with him,” Adam said.

    “And you, Mr. Williams, What is your relationship with the, um, Mr. Collins?”

    “My dad used to work with him at the same bank until he and mom were killed this spring in a MVA. I met him several times when my parents had company parties at their home. He takes care of my private banking. We have similar interests so he brought the twins up to my cottage for the weekend. He injured himself water skiing,” I said.

    She printed something out and got Aaron and Adam to sign it then took us to a smaller waiting area with couches, carpet, pot lights, and some cheap artwork on the walls.

    “Help yourself to the coffee. There should be someone in to see you soon,” she said.


    I was shaking like a leaf which was pretty normal for me in stressful situations since my parents died. Adam fixed us all a coffee.

    “Make mine double double. I need the sugar,” I said.

    Unfortunately, I couldn’t pick up the cup to drink it. Aaron held it up to my lips for me to take a sip. I put my hands over his and calmed down. Any other day I would describe the coffee as liquid brown Hell but it hit the spot today.

    “Mr. Williams? I’m Chief of the emergency department, Doctor Weingart. We opened Mr. Collins chest and massaged his heart. We got it beating again and he is on a respirator.

    “Oh great, so he is going to be okay,” Adam said.

    “Son, he was without oxygen for over ten minutes, He had a substantial amount of water in his lungs. You guys did all you could with the CPR, and the paramedics tried to start his heart with the paddles without success but put him on oxygen and kept up with the CPR all the way down here. Adam, Aaron, he is being kept alive. That’s the only good news I can give you,” He said.

    “Is there bad news too?” Aaron asked.

    “Boys, the bad news is there is no brain activity. I’m sorry.”

    “Maybe if we go in and talk to him he will wake up. I’ve heard of people being in comas for months and waking up. Can we see him?” Adam persisted.

    “I hate to be the one to give you this news but you know, there is no good way of delivering bad news. It’s the hardest part of my job. We did everything we could. Again, I’m sorry.

    They both broke down with their faces buried in my chest and cried long and hard. I was having a delayed reaction like I did with my parents death. I was still taking anti-anxiety meds so I was a little numb to the reality of the situation.

    “I will send in another doctor for you guys,” Dr. Weingart said.

    A minute after he left a young intern came in with medication for the twins to take the edge off.

    “They aren’t driving, are they?”

    “No, Doctor.”

    “Give them one tablet every 6 hours and one at bedtime. I’ve given you enough for three days. If you need more, see your family doctor. Now please stay put. The Ontario Provincial Police need to talk to you. They will be here in ten minutes or so. I’m sorry for your loss.”

    Next, the nurse came back in and offered us a sandwich and juice which we greatly appreciated. I gave them both a tablet and scooped one for myself as it was the same medicine I took.


    “What are we going to do? Will we be kicked out of Caul’s condo?”

    “That’s the least of your worries. I have to put it to a vote, but I’m sure the others will accept you as roommates,” I said.

    “It’s odd that Caul gave me the manager’s name for the bank’s Ottawa branch just this morning. That’s sending chills up my spine now,” Adam said.

    We had a good long tight group hug after which I kissed them.

    “What’s done is done; we can’t turn back the clock. All three of us have been through horrible experiences this year, and now this, which we have to go through together. At least he was having fun. He wasn’t going to go skiing. He changed his mind at the last minute. You know, we could analyze it for days and still come up with nothing.”

    There was a loud knock on the door and two Ontario Provincial Police officers entered. I dictated what occurred into a recorder after the one spoke my name, date, and time into the mic. I made it clear that we called for help to the cottage, then immediately to the marina for them to call you guys to get divers. I said it was a miracle that our fellow swim team member located the body on the bottom and got him back to the surface. I told them I had the approved ski vest in the boat if they needed it, but I would need it back if we wanted to pursue the manufacturer in the courts.

    “Were you driving the boat when the accident occurred, Mr. Williams?”

    “No, I was a spotter. It was my boat and my cottage. Adam, here, with the white bathing suit was the other spotter. I sent Jeff, the driver, back to the cottage with Robb, the swimmer. Both were exhausted. Jeff is a construction worker. He did the CPR in the boat until we got to the marina,” I said.

    “Do you have anything to add to Mr. Williams’ story, Adam?”

    “Just that Scott made a marker in the GPS where the skis were floating and tried to calculate wind direction and speed. He is the one who saw the ski vest floating in the lake and dove in, swimming over to it but couldn’t see anything. He is very safety conscious. Jeff’s a good driver. My brother is here because Scott asked him to find Caul’s health insurance card. Besides that, we are twins and best friends,” Adam said.



    I gave them the phone numbers of all of us that were connected to the incident.

    “Mr. Williams, Here’s my card. If you have a good camera, could you take several pictures of the ski vest and email them to me?” the older OPP asked.

    “I’m a photographer. I will send them tomorrow at the latest,” I said.

    “It seems pretty clear this was an accident. Nobody did anything wrong, and I don’t expect any charges will be laid, so you are free to go now. Mr. Williams, I will have your statement transcribed and send it to you. Please have your signature notarized and return it to us at your earliest convenience so we can close the case,” the cop said, as they stood up and made their way to the door.


    “Scott, do you think we can see Caul before we go?”

    “Do you think that’s a good idea?”

    “I would rather remember him in a hospital than a funeral parlour,” Aaron said.

    “Let’s ask.”

    We got up and had another group hug. The tears had stopped but I doubted a gallon of Visine® could get the redness out of our eyes.


    “Would it be possible to see Mr. Collins before we leave?” I asked.

    She made a call and Dr. Weingart came out. He took us to a room where Caul was on a stretcher with a respirator pumping air into his lungs. Tubes and wires were everywhere. One of the screens above him showed a straight line.

    “You saved our lives Caul. We want to return the favor,” Adam said.

    They both held hands with him and finally kissed him. I watched the straight line. It didn’t change. A tear rolled down my cheek.



    The drive home was excruciating, seeming to take forever. Adam sat beside me and had his arm around Aaron and me. They wept on and off. I bit my tongue and put myself in my “deal with it later” mode. I guess it meant a personal visit to the Controller on Monday to give him the bad news about Caul. I didn’t know if the twins should even be at the condo while things were in limbo. I’m sure there was no lease agreement. I presumed Caul had a Will. The Bank offered those services to its employees as well as Estates Services at a substantial discount. I’m sure they would know who his next of kin was.

    I stopped at the Liquor Store in Gravenhurst on our way back to the cottage.

    “I’m going to get the biggest bottle of Mt. Gay rum they have in stock,” I said.

    “We might steal a couple of drinks out of it,” Aaron said.


    I parked the truck behind the marina, and we ran into James on the dock.

    “His body is being kept alive. I knew you would ask how he was so I saved you the time. Dinner is still on -- we have to eat, and I bought a bottle of rum so we can celebrate Caul’s life. We need to water ski tomorrow before I get some phobia about it. His death was an accident, a most unfortunate one. I don’t want anymore negative fallout from it. It’s bad enough, and there I go rambling on,” I said as I picked up a case of Coke.

    James was terrific, having a group hug with the twins first then a tight one with me.

    “I’ll be over around seven if that’s okay. I’ll bring my ski vest,” he said.

    “See you then, babes. I think it’s Porterhouse steak tonight,”

    “With Béarnaise sauce,” Aaron added.

    I silently breathed a sigh of relief as he proved he was still capable of thinking about something other than the tragedy. The boys rode home on the bow seats ahead of the windshield where they got a full blast of fresh air. It’s hard being depressed with the wind in your face.

    We were greeted with another of those “all hands on dock” scenarios. All I saw was a bunch of bodies with question marks for faces.

    “He didn’t make it. I’m sorry. I doubt if I’m the only one that needs a drink.”

    Jesse was right there and was the first to give us a group hug. I felt one of his warm tears roll down my face. He gave his condolences followed by a kiss to each of us, then took the bottle from my hand and headed up to the cottage. It was like a receiving line at a wedding with somewhat different circumstances. When Jeff’s turn came up, he broke down, sobbing.

    “I’m so sorry for what I did. I won’t blame you if you can’t forgive me,” Jeff said.

    “You did nothing wrong, Jeff. The police said it was an accident. Perhaps if Robb was in the boat and he had the snorkel and mask, it’s possible he might have made it, or if we had all the resuscitation stuff the ambulance carries, but it’s easy to see that those scenarios aren’t feasible. It wasn’t your fault. You were incredible. If I ever need CPR, I hope you’re there, buddy, I said.

    The boys got lots of hugs and empathy. Nevertheless, I didn’t expect to get much sleep unless the meds really worked on them. Jesse served us each a big, tall Rum and Coke with lime while Aaron got the sandwiches left over from lunch to hold the three of us until dinner. There was a mountain of them. I don’t think anyone had much to eat. They were cut in quarters but there weren’t any sprigs of parsley. The platter was still artfully arranged.

    I cut Ryan from the herd to have a private discussion with him outside. I told him that Caul was being kept alive although he had no brain activity and was anxious to meet with officials at the bank where his Will should be located, but I had a Nine O’Clock appointment with his uncle.

    “I really should be at the bank at Nine. Do you think he would be pissed off if he had to see me sooner or if I could talk to him today or tomorrow on the phone?” I asked.

    “You’re kidding, right? Scott, he thinks the sun shines out of your ass. Do you want me to phone him for you now? Ryan asked.

    “I’d rather leave it until tomorrow. Today is fucked up enough. What I do need to do is talk to my roomies. I’m hoping they feel as I do, that it’s up to us to take in the twins until we know what’s happening. If you could get them and Kyle, Raph, Jeff, Josh, and Gabe out here so we can discuss it privately. I can phone James and get his vote on it. I know they are really up tight worrying about a roof over their heads. Their world has just been turned upside down, again,” I said.

    We went into the cottage.

    “Let’s go for a quick dip in the lake before dinner gets started,” Ryan said.

    “That’s a good idea. Nobody went in the lake while you guys were gone. We were all afraid we would miss a phone call,” Kyle said.

    They started out to the clothesline to get their towels while I held the loft dwellers back.

    “Okay guys, here is a situation that we need to vote on right away. We don’t know Aaron and Adam’s legal status at Caul’s condo. Clearly, they don’t want to be there, not right now at least. Does anyone have an objection to having them stay with us at least until we find out what’s happening? I know they are really stressed over it,” I said.

    “If they can’t pay their part of the food and expenses, I can help,” Vlad added.

    “The poor guys, if they didn’t have bad luck, they’d have no luck at all. I vote they stay with us,” Robb said.

    We all agreed, so I phoned James and explained the situation.

    “You know you didn’t even have to ask me. Of course they can stay.”

    “You guys are the best,” I said, as I stripped down to my Speedo. “The last one to the dock gets this up the ass,” I said, giving my cock a tug.

    Vlad took a dive and landed face down on the couch, giggling and giving me a naughty look, while the others walked in slow motion towards the door. I gave Vlad a pat on the bum and told him I had to give the twins my attention for awhile. He turned on his back and smiled so I kissed him.

    “You were there for me when I needed you. Aaron and Adam need you now. This can wait,” he said as he pulled his Speedo down, allowing his boner to smack against his tummy.

    “That’s not fair. Look at what you’ve done,” I said, pointing to the rising tent in my Speedo.

    “Let’s sixty-nine on the floor right now. It won’t take long,” Vlad said.


    It didn’t and we both needed to have that release. We swapped cum after. For such a thin guy, it always impressed me how much thick cum he blasted into my mouth.

    “Is everything okay with you and Ryan,” I asked.

    “How did you know?”

    “I figured you would want him to have that as often as possible because he goes back to work on Monday. Your 5 day honeymoon will be over,” I said.

    “That’s the problem. We both have angst over not being together all the time. He sees the clock running out and doesn’t know how to handle it. We didn’t even have sex last night,” Vlad said.

    “When you’re ready for bed, give me a sign. I’ll take you both for a shower and get you guys primed,” I said, as I kissed his long pale neck.

    “If writing for the Daily and taking pictures bores you after awhile Scott, you would make a good sex therapist,” he said.

    “Let’s freshen our drinks and go down to the dock.”


    Everyone was nude, swimming around and diving into the lake. Even the twins appeared to be enjoying themselves. Vlad and I joined in the group’s college guy fun. Gradually we all got out of the lake and crashed in a chaise or chair. I got in between Adam and Aaron and put an arm around both of them.

    “Guys, I want you to know that PH1 had a meeting and we all want you to know that we want you to stay with us until things are settled. We all love you. Contribute what you can towards the food and consider it your home. The vote was unanimous,” I said.

    They both turned around, burying their sweet young faces in my chest, then looked up at me with their incredible hazel eyes like I was Santa Claus. Jesse had a silly grin on his face so I waved him over and turned it into a group hug. It just felt so good.


    to be continued ...

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    Sheep,
    A very sad and powerful installment.
    The death of the twins' protector has them all shaken up.
    Real life intrudes on our nice fantasy.


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

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    Awesome chapter, Sheep! Though I'm so sorry to read about Caul. Things like that do happen in Real Life.

    I'm impressed with how everyone handled everything. Scott certainly took a commanding lead. And, I'm thinking as all plays out, it's going to be O.K. Sorrowful, but O.K.

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  50. #450
    Sheep you are truely gifted.
    I eagerly await more.

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