to keep my two loyal friends happy and those who following this story without letting me know you another chapter in the never boring of Swan View. I have decided to change narrators and you will see where and why hopefully understand why. This story is so full of interesting characters that I want to highlight different ones from time to time. I hope you enjoy the switch and new characters to come along in and join in the fun.
Also to any one new to this story references made in this chapter to the first part or the other story refer to a story I posted several months ago titled
The County Fair and Josh. If you haven't read I suggest you do as it introduces the main characters of this story and leads into it. And please let me know what you think of both stories.
And now on to the next chapter.
Enjoy
Wally
Chapter Seventeen
We lay close together kissing. We would stop only to gaze into each other’s eyes, fingers gently tracing the contours of the other’s face. Kissing, touching, feeling. A pattern created and followed along a path of awaking; emotional, sensual and sexual. Was this how it felt to fall in love? Briefly my mind returned to the experience with Trevor on Saturday. That was sex, as basic and animalistic as it can get. The desire was to achieve orgasm and release. What was transpiring between Mark and was I something that I had had no experience in. The touch of a fingertip on a sensitive area of my body created not only desire but fulfillment at the same time. His touch was as soft and gentle as his eyes, as smooth and caressing as his voice.
He caressed and massaged my fingers, my toes, my knees and arms. As he slowly ran his finger tips across my chest and abdomen with a light silky touch he also caressed deep into my body, massaging my heart and soul. It was over an hour later before either of us touched the other in a sexual rather than sensuous way. As his hand wrapped around my hard and welcoming cock my body succumbed to his touch. When his finger made contact with my opening it relaxed and welcomed his probing feel. As his cock entered me I knew this was what I had been looking for and lacking in any prior relationships. As we reached the pinnacle of excitement and our semen blasted from our bodies I knew I was in love and cried this out, the sounds of which filled the room and the quiet of the early morning.
As we lay holding each other afterwards, the sweat of our exertions drying on our bodies he returned those words to me. That night as our passions were released and our desire for each other became fulfilled I knew I had surrendered more than my body, I had surrendered my soul and my heart. I slept in the arms of the man I knew I would forever share my existence with.
The next morning Josh and Daniel noticed the difference. It wasn’t in physical appearance but rather in the way we looked at each other, held a touch a moment longer, lingered in the aftermath of a kiss. After Mark had left for morning rounds in the hospital Josh put his arm around me and said “Nice isn’t it?”
Mark and I dated. The old fashioned type of date. We went to dinner or the movies. We would go to the city to attend a performance of the symphony or the opening show of a new artist at the gallery of his friend. We entertained, both at his house and Swan View. We made love, not the primal coming together of two males in search of physical release but the slow joining of mind, body and soul of two people intent on pleasing the other more so than themselves.
Six months later Mark asked me to move in with him. Josh and Daniel held an ‘engagement’ party for us. The guests included not only the smalltowncountryguys group but also the circle of friends that Mark and I had cultivated and spent most of our time with. It was a night of fun, friendship and remembrance. Toasts were drank to the health and happiness of Mark and I. Stories were told of past adventures and laughter filled the air. It was my last night to live at Swan View, a place filled with memories and love.
At one point Anthony teased me about my absence from the activities of the website. Justin told of the many model sessions that had gone unrecorded for the readers of this journal enjoyment. Josh suggested that it was time to pass the torch as it had been passed to me after the marriage and ‘retirement’ from the same activities of Wally. It was time for the focus of this story to leave the main house at Swan View the same as I was, the only difference being that the story would be going to the boathouse in more capable hands the same as I was going to Mark’s house and his capable hands.
This is Rich. Everyone knows who I am. The sexy little bastard that sees sex behind every action a person makes. Jason has fallen in love and we are happy for him. Throughout this story he has had it within his reach but let it slip away again and again. Personally I think that is because he remained in love with Josh. He would never admit to that but all of us knew it, even Josh. Mark changed all of that. To see the two of them together is something else. They have what most guys dream of. Although I am happy for them and admire their devotion to one another, that life isn’t for me, at least not yet. I’m not ruling that possibility out, like all gay men I hold the dream that someday I will find what others in this story have. Like Wally and Josh in the first part. Anthony and Justin along with Michael and Cleve in both parts. Now we add Daniel and Josh as the newest members of the committed club as they welcome Mark and Jason to that upper level of gay romance. I wish them all well and am glad to have them as role models when my time finally arrives, if it ever does.
As you all know I subscribe to the too many cocks and not enough time theory. Speaking of which, at the party tonight was a waiter, Kip, from this restaurant that the lovebirds always go to that was hot beyond the definition of the word. But keep your jeans done up for a minute or two longer, before I tell about kip and heat up this story I want to catch you up on the lives of the rest of the characters that inhabit and flow Swan View. Poor Jason has spent far too much using his fingers to gently caress Mark, as he would say, instead of on the keyboard to keep you up to date.
Alexis has had her surgery and Jay has succumbed to his straight role much to the dismay of all of us who worshipped his fantastic body and large dick. They bought the house on the other side of Swan View so now we occupy three houses in a row connected by our backyards and the lake shore. Jay still wears nothing but tight ass white Speedos that huge piece of meat angled to one side, the head just below the top waiting to poke on out and be admired by his many fans.
Josh and Justin’s cousin Brad has returned and is going to take up residence in the basement apartment tomorrow after Jason takes the last of his stuff to Mark’s. You remember him, the sneaky little closet case who enjoys sucking dick more than I do. If I sound a little bitter right now as far he is concerned I am, a little. He keeps making passes at Kip but more on that in a minute.
Josh and Daniel have settled into a life of marital bliss. Although the same age as and even younger than some of us, Josh has assumed the ‘father’ role in our group that was left empty by the death of Wally. Where would any of us be with out Josh in this story. Actually without Josh there wouldn’t be a story as the original was named after and created for him. All of the people I have mentioned are going to stay a part of this story although their roles will be diminished somewhat. I intend to keep you more informed about the behind the scenes activities of the website. I will keep you up date on the sex lives of the active players in this drama of gay life. And that gentlemen brings me back to Kip.
Kip has an interesting background. At age eighteen his father found him in bed with another man and threw him out of the house. He worked the streets living with his tricks until they tired of him. Then he found a halfway type house in the city and moved in there. He was then taken in by a rich activist author and his lover and trained in the fine art of serving in a fine restaurant. On his off time he worked in the stables at the farm of the author and built up his muscles shoveling manure and throwing around bales of hay and straw.
And muscles he had. He is five feet ten, weighs around one seventy five, one eighty, has sandy blond hair and grey eyes. His broad shoulders top outstanding chest and arms narrowing down to a flat sculpted abdomen and narrow hips. His legs are muscled but not overly so. His body is sprinkled lightly with fine light brown hair and his ass is perfectly round with the nicest indentations on his cheeks. As of yet I cannot describe his cock and balls as they are still incased
in denim but from the inviting look of his bountiful basket I will be in cock heaven before the night is through. That is if that little prick tease Brad doesn’t spoil it.
As the party guests circulate throughout Swan View I find myself always in a position where I can admire and drool over the luscious body of Kip. At one point I follow him out into the back yard and eventually down to the lakeside. He is sitting on one of the swings on the deck looking out over the lake seemingly lost in thought. I sit next to him and introduce myself. We talk about the party and the general concept of love until the conversation takes a turn that will lead us to a night to remember.
Kip gets up to get a beer from the built in refrigerator on the deck. He brings me one also and sits closer to me on the swing. “I’ve been told that you guys make videos for a website and are always looking for new models.” Bingo, right into my area of expertise. As all of you know I am the main recruiter for the website. I explain the site to him and tell him a few stories of my experience in making videos. I notice the ample bulge of his crotch has increased and I rub my hand over it and comment, “From the looks of this you look like you might be considering a video.”
“I’ve never done something like that but it is tempting. So are you, Rich.” He leaned over and began kissing me. As our tongues took turns swirling around the inside of the other’s mouth I felt the bulge beneath my hand expand and grow more.
When we parted our lips I said “Do you want to go to the boathouse and try making one?”
“This seems pretty secluded out here. Can you get a camera and we could do it here?” I excused myself and ran to the boathouse to get my camera. As I returned to the deck and Kip I saw a lone figure on the upper deck at the main house, Brad. He was looking towards the lake and rubbing his crotch. I continued on my way and rejoined Kip in the swing. We talked about how the shoot would go between kisses and feels of each other’s crotch. This guy had something to show that would keep the members of the site busy. After one last grab I kissed his denim covered dick and moved to the side of the deck.
Kip continued sitting on the swing, gazing out over the lake and rubbing his crotch. He took his shirt off and threw it on the deck floor, running his fingers around in the long, fine hair on his chest and treasure trail. He looked towards the camera and seductively put one finger in his mouth. As he withdrew it a strand of saliva glistened in the moonlight as he traced the wet finger around one of his nipples. After it had hardened under his touch he repeated the process with his other nipple, his eyes still focused on the camera and his tongue went back and forth over his lower lip. I was getting extremely turned on and unzipped my jeans so my hard cock could have room to comfortably move in the night air. Kip scooted his hips forward and stretched his long legs out in front of him as he undid his jeans and slid them down his legs. He kicked off his loafers then the jeans.
He wasn’t wearing socks or underwear so now he sat in the swing nude the moon lighting his toned and tanned body. He must sunbath nude as there was no trace of a tan line. His long, thick cut cock stuck straight in the air, a drop of precum on the head glistening in the moonlight and his large balls hanging low in their loose sack. With his thumb he rubbed the shimmering liquid around and into the purplish cockhead and moaned a soft satisfied sigh. He reached down with one hand and cupped his balls, moving them around in the loose sack while the palm of the other glided over the top of his cockhead. Keeping the other three fingers laying loosely over his balls he wrapped the thumb and forefinger around the base of his shaft. H did the same with the other hand and his cockhead. Slowly he raised one and lowered the other encircling his shaft with each finger as it came into position until his two hands met in the middle of his shaft, both hands completely and securely wrapped around the delicious piece of meat. He then started moving both hands up and down giving attention the to head at the top and his balls when he reached the bottom.
As I steadied the camera with one hand and wrapped the other around my own cock to mimic his motion I noticed movement at the side of the deck. Brad had come down and was standing in the shadows watching the show, his pants open and his dick in his hand. I may sound as if I don’t particularly care for Brad but he has a beautiful cock and despite his claiming to straight, lips and a mouth that can cause tremendous pleasure to flow through the body of the lucky guy he is sucking. I found the current situation extremely erotic and was happy to be able to capture it in a video. Brad oblivious to the fact he was being filmed as he watched the scene before him, his hand stroking that beautiful cock. Kip equally as oblivious to the fact he was being watched as he concentrated on pleasing himself with both hands stroking his massive tool.
With his just the back of his shoulders against the swing back, his hips on the edge of the seat and his legs stretched straight out in front of him Kip was in the perfect angle for me to watch those perfect round ass cheeks tense and relax with his mounting pleasure. He took one hand from his cock and alternated between his balls and his chest and increased the pace he was stroking his cock with. His one hand was now gliding in long fast strokes up and down the shaft.
He must have noticed Brad as he looked that way and stopped his stroking to tightly wrap just his thumb and forefinger around the base of his shaft so Brad could see and enjoy his long, thick cock as it projected out form his body pointing towards the lake. He then looked back towards the camera, smiled and resumed his fast stroking. His abs would tighten to show every detail of his muscles as his chest expanded with each breath. The sounds he was making were not either a sigh or moan but more on the lines of a whimper as his one rubbed his sweat around his chest and the other stroked faster and harder along his shaft. Raising his ass off the seat of the swing he balanced his weight between his shoulders and the heels of his feet as he let loose with a growling roar and stream after stream of thick cum burst from the head of his cock and shot towards the lake landing several feet away on the deck and getting closer to his feet with each successive stream. As Kip’s body jerked and jumped with the power of his orgasm Brad moaned loud and long as he emptied his cum on the ground in front of himself. I zoomed in on Brad as he shook the final drops of cum from the end of his dick and tucked it back into his jeans. I reversed the zoom just as Kip settled back into the swing, his head hanging over the back and his cock laying up on his abdomen the head covering his navel.
I turned off the camera and quickly finished myself off catching my cum in my hand then licking it into my mouth. Brad was nowhere to be seen. I walked over and sat beside Kip. He turned towards me and he used his tongue to pull my cum from my mouth to his and swallowed it as our arms encased each other. After Kip’s cock softened he retrieved his clothes and I helped him put them back on. I picked up the camera and we walked back to the party.
Justin and Anthony approached us as we entered. “Where have you guys been. We thought Kip had left without saying goodnight.” He then noticed the camera hanging from my hand and smiled, “Good?”
“I think so. Besides a masterful performance by this stud waiter there is a little surprise I think you might enjoy.” The four of us went to the basement apartment so Kip could sign all the paperwork and Anthony could give him a check. With that completed we sat in the living room to watch the video. Michael and Cleve ventured downstairs and joined us as did Tom and Bradon. By the time the video was over there eight hard cocks wanting satisfaction. Kip felt mine through my jeans and said “I think I’ve drank a little too much to safely drive, Is there room for me to stay in that boathouse of yours?” Justin started to say he could stay in the basement apartment but Anthony stopped him. Kip then turned to Tom and Bradon and said “You two want to join us?”
Michael and Cleve followed us out the patio door and cut through the yard to their house. Anthony and Justin returned upstairs, whether they rejoined the party or went to their room I don’t know. The other four of us walked to the boathouse and whatever the night had in store.
to be continued……………
